We landed back on the moon, Rhia still criticizing my inspirational choices when it came to naming. I’d given up trying to justify my choice of muse halfway back and just let her vent. I didn’t think the names I’d picked were bad ones. Persia and Aura seemed perfectly happy with theirs, and Ryo has never complained about hers, so I called it a win. She was still going on about it when we reappeared in our living room, stopping only when a large battle axe bounced off my chest.

“Oh! I am so sorry, My Lord!” Hannah shrieked, quickly moving from the door to retrieve the massive weapon. Looking down, I saw the front of my suit now had a long slash from my left shoulder to my right hip. I raised an eyebrow at the five foot tall woman as she flashed me an apologetic smile and hefted the weapon over her shoulder like it weighed nothing at all. She was wearing a newer set of the armor I’d seen her don when retrieving Persia the first time we met, her blonde hair pulled back into a short ponytail.

Su, similarly dressed, walked up and cracked her across the back of the head with an armored fist. She then turned to me and bowed. “I am terribly sorry about that, My Lord. She has been… eager and on edge since you departed.” She glanced back over at Hannah, who was rubbing the back of her head with the hand not holding the axe. Su herself sported what appeared to be a pair of rapiers in sheaths on her hips.

I waved off the apology, since no one had actually been hurt. “It’s okay, Su. I guess it’s better than being lackadaisical when it comes to security in a situation like this. I’ve seen the results of not taking things seriously enough.” I still remembered the face of the woman in Iraq who’d ignored the incoming alarm one day in favor of finishing her cigarette. Woman. Hardly more than a teenager in uniform. Her cigarette still burned in her hand as they tried to perform first aid, but she never stood a chance. I quite smoking after that. “No, I’d much rather you be too worked up than not enough. Anyway, what’s with the weapons? Seems fairly antiquated, doesn’t it?”

“Do you really want projectile weapons being fired when the only thing separating us from a vacuum are windows?” asked Rhia. “We may be able to survive without an atmosphere, but no one else up here can. As for ‘antiquated,’ observe.” She turned around and gestured to one of the two helmeted women behind her that I hadn’t noticed yet. The woman approached Rhia and drew her short sword out of its scabbard before handing it over handle first. Rhia took the weapon and pressed something on the handle, causing the edge of the blade to turn gold. “Helmet,” ordered Rhia. The woman took off her helmet, revealing white hair. I smiled as I recognized one half of the Domino twins whose company I’d enjoyed more than once since Su introduced them to me one glorious day a few years ago. Lyrei, I thought to myself. Which means that Kythaela is… I glanced over at the other armored woman, who reached up under her helmet before a lock of black hair spilled out over her shoulder. My grin grew even wider at that before Rhia grabbed my attention again.

“John! Focus. They can go through Su for scheduling if they’re feeling nostalgic, but for now I’d like you to pay attention. I should’ve done this before, but you need to know what’s defending your home. Watch.” She took the sword and flipped off whatever was making the edge glow, then hit the helmet with it. The impact cracked the coffee table the helmet was sitting on, but barely scratched the surface of the helmet. Rhia looked up at me to make sure I was still paying attention, then flicked the switch again. Once the sword’s edge was glowing again, she brought it down on the helmet, easily splitting it in two, along with the coffee table beneath it.

“Aww. I liked that helmet,” Lyrei pouted, earning her a disapproving look from Su and Rhia. Sighing, Rhia picked up both pieces and repaired the damage she’d done with a thought, clearly getting used to her new powers quicker than I had. She handed both the helmet and the sword back to Lyrei before turning to me.

“There are projectile weapons designed for ship boardings and whatnot, but none were brought here for obvious reasons. In the unlikely event that humans were to stumble upon our home, we didn’t want that technology falling into their hands. Advanced weaponry is not something they need at this time. On the other hand, a sword is just a sword if they don’t know how to turn on the plasma edge.”

“Ok, that’s fucking awesome,” I said while nodding my understanding.

“Um, My Lord?” asked Hannah.

“Yes?”

“What about the ship? It’s approaching, but none of you seem worried about it.”

“Yep!” chirped Persia. “We made friends with them!”

“Is that so?” Su said, giving me an appraising look. “You made friends with invaders devoted to a goddess known for her unquenchable thirst for conquest?”

I shrugged. “It wasn’t quite that simple, but essentially, yes. I’ll fill everyone in later. For now, let’s inform the girls Earthside that everything is alright. I’ll get in touch with Linda and Shu, then I’ll notify the President, so he can let other leaders know. I imagine more than a couple countries are going to wonder why their moon satellites stopped working at the same time. Rhia, Persia, can you let our Oracle friends know? Su, go ahead and stand everyone down. Also, get the dining hall ready. I’d like to invite a couple of our new friends over for dinner tonight and start planning for the future. Hannah, my dear?” She looked at me quizzically. “In about an hour we’re going to have a talk about your lack of discipline today.” Her eyes lit up as she did her best to look worried, fooling no one.

“Yes, My Lord,” she said, the massive axe vibrating on her shoulder as her eagerness translated through her hand to the handle she was gripping tightly.

“Alright then, let’s get to it.” Everyone went off to their assigned duties. Rhia and Persia vanished in showers of gold and pink sparks. Hannah rapidly left the room, presumably to prepare for my disciplinary session later. Su motioned for the Domino twins to return to their normal duties, then gave me a quick kiss on the cheek welcoming back before she too left the room. I pinched Lyrei’s ass cheek through a gap in her armor as she passed by me, eliciting a squeak and a giggle before she left. Kythaela also passed in front of me, coming to a stop and sticking her hip out a bit. Getting the message, I laughed and pinched her ass as well. I couldn’t see her face through her helmet, but the way her hand “accidently” brushed the front of my pants as she departed, I imagined Su would be getting a visit from them soon enough. That reminded me, I still needed to meet up with my chef. I added that to my mental schedule for the day. I wanted to host Aura and Drake tonight as a show of goodwill. It wouldn’t do if the food was below her normal standards, would it? Besides, I still felt bad for standing her up the other morning.

*

“I love you both, too. I can’t wait until you’re back up here in my arms,” I said to the screen. Shu looked relieved while Linda still pouted that she didn’t get the chance to board the ship full of cat people, but I assured her she could meet one tonight and that had mollified her a bit. “Alright, I have to go now. Need to call the president next and let him know the threat has passed.”

“Ok, dear. Love you,” said Shu, terminating the call. I’d installed screens in their homes that connected to mine here, just like I had at friendly heads of state in case anyone needed to contact me in an emergency. Most chose not to, since they didn’t like the idea of someone telling them what to do. Linda and Shu’s however, also received every television channel in existence right now, which the others I’d given out didn’t. My girls deserved whatever I could give them. Those other people were just politicians, so I didn’t care about spoiling them. With a thought, I connected to the mini screen on the presidential secretary’s desk.

“Good morning, Mr. Zekken,” she said with a smile.

“Good morning, Sylvia. Love what you’ve done with your hair!”

The middle aged woman blushed and ran a hand over her hair. It really did look good on her.

“Why thank you, sir. So kind of you to say so. Wish my husband was as observant as you.”

I laughed. “Don’t worry, I make my share of typical male blunders as well. Believe me, you would not believe how much grief I receive on a daily basis.”

She chuckled at my self-deprecation. “What can I do for you today? As much as I enjoy our chats, I can’t imagine you called just to compliment my hair.”

“Sadly, you’re correct. Is Bob available? I need to speak to him.”

“He’s currently in a meeting. Something happened with the moon, apparently,” she said with a knowing look. It wasn’t exactly a secret that I resided up here, but it wasn’t common knowledge either, and Sylvia was one of those that knew. I smiled at her words. She was telling me something she shouldn’t, but since we got along like this, she was trying to look out for me in her own way.

“Sylvia, my dear, do you still put those sweets on his desk every day?”

She smiled, knowing exactly what my plan was. “In the exact same place. It’s lemon this week.”

“Oooh. My favorite. You’re a peach, hun. If you ever want me to speak to your husband about not paying attention, you just let me know, ok?”

“I may just take you up on that,” she laughed. “I’ll notify the Secret Service to not be alarmed.”

“Thanks, babe. You have a wonderful day.”

She pulled a necklace out of her shirt and fingered it. A blue and black Z dangled on the chain. “You too, My Lord.”

I terminated the call, then cast my life sight on the White House, observing where everyone was in the room. Good, that spot was empty. With a snap of my fingers I vanished from the moon.

After manifesting a golden aura where I wanted, I appeared sitting on the corner of Bob’s desk with a POP, right next to Sylvia’s bowl of lemon Jolly Ranchers, grabbing one as everyone froze around me. The president was the first to recover, which didn’t say much for the military personnel in the room.

“God dammit, Zekken! Stop doing that!” Bob blustered.

“But it’s so fun! You should see your faces right now. Love these, by the way. You don’t pay Sylvia enough for taking care of you.”

“Now just a minute!” some overbearing general started, but I just waved him down.

“Calm down, General. If I wanted to hurt anyone here there isn’t a damn thing anyone could do to stop me.”

“That’s not what I was going to say!” he raged.

“Oh? My apologies then. Please, continue.” I pulled off the wrapper to my candy and popped it into my mouth. Seriously, lemon is the best jolly out there.

“This is a Top Secret meeting! You are not authorized to hear about this!”

“Oh. Well, I mean, it’s not like I don’t already know all your top secret plans to find my home, or even to just carpet bomb the moon in case I went out of control. I still find it amusing that you think you have any sort of control over me. It’s so cute,” I gushed. Faces around the room paled. Bob just buried his face in his hands. I waved mine at them all. “I’m not worried about all of that. Honestly, I think you’d be pretty stupid to not have some sort of plan like that. Not that any of those plans will work. At all. But still, I give you all an A for effort. Now, I came down here for a reason, and I’ve got an appointment in twenty minutes with a very naughty blonde, so I’ll make this quick. I took care of the asteroid problem for you.”

Bob looked up. “Really?”

“Really. That’s part one of why I came down here. No more asteroid threat. All good to go there.”

“And part two?” the general asked.

“I’ve disabled all the satellites around the moon. I decided I like my privacy. So no more of your cameras pointed in my windows. I imagine that’s what this meeting is about?”

Bob nodded. The general turned purple.

“Are you fucking serious? That was millions of dollars’ worth of equipment up there!”

I sucked on the jolly a bit. “Billions, more likely. You guys weren’t the only ones trying to peep my wife in the shower you know.”

“Ah! About that,” a man in a suit began, a NASA logo on his briefcase.

“Classified,” I said, smiling. I knew he was going to ask about Persia, given her announcement the other day.

“Classified?!” yelled the general. Man, was this guy high strung or what? “We have the highest clearances in the country!”

“I know about clearances, General. Having one doesn’t mean you get to know everything. You have to have justification for being allowed to know.” I smiled. “And you don’t need to know. Unless you’re willing to tell me all about your wife in return? Or maybe that cute Lieutenant that your wife doesn’t know about?” The general went from purple to pale so fast I thought the guy would pass out.

“H-how did you know about that?” he asked shakily.

I pointed back at myself. “God, remember? It’s kinda what I do.” In truth, I actually hadn’t known and was just messing with him, but it didn’t surprise me in the slightest that I was right on the mark. I’d read enough Army Times when I served to know that blowhards like this guy always had a career ending secret. I looked around room at the half dozen other men scattered around and they all found something in their hands or on the wall that was most interesting to look at. The general in question simply stared at nothing, his life choices clearly flashing before his eyes. He took a seat and didn’t say another word. Bob slumped back in his chair.

“Well, now you’ve added that to my headache, thanks for that. Is there any other way you’d like to fuck up my day, Zekken?”

I thought for a moment. “Umm, not really. Asteroid is taken care of, the moon’s off limits for the time being, the general’s fucking his aide. That last one was just a bonus for me.” I grinned. “Oh and give Sylvia a raise. Whatever you’re paying her, it’s not enough.”

“You tell me that every time you come down here, you know that.”

“I know. She’s worth every penny.”

“I know! That’s why she was hired! If I gave her a raise every time you told me to, she’d be making more than me!”

“What’s your point?”

Bob gave up. “Fine. Fine. I’ll take care of it. Can you go now? You’ve substantially increased my workload for today.”

I gave a small wave and with my usual theatrics, vanished with a pop. Waited for a second, then popped back in again.

“WHAT NOW?” Bob bellowed. I grabbed another jolly rancher and held it up.

“One for the road,” I said, and vanished again, this time actually returning home.

*

“I think you’ve learned your lesson for today,” I said to the nearly unconscious Hannah two hours later. I slowly sat back on my legs, watching my length pull out of her ass. She gave shudder as the head popped free but didn’t react beyond that. She was too busy drooling into the mattress and giggling softly but hysterically. I stared at the little tanned beauty. Her ass cheeks were swollen and red from the spankings she’d demanded as punishment for acting “improper” earlier. She later requested my girth up her ass for throwing her battle axe at me. Anal wasn’t really my thing, but Hannah had a way of bringing out a side of me the other women couldn’t. My old Army buddies would’ve demanded that I “wife that bitch now,” and I wouldn’t have disagreed with them. I resolved that once I got the Junaians settled in, I’d do just that. Along with Su, Linda, and Shu. Rhia and Persia had taken me by surprise. It was time to show the rest that they meant just as much to me.

“That is quite impressive, My Lord,” said Su as she entered the bedroom. “The last time I saw her like that, it was her birthday and it had taken four of us maids nearly a whole night of unrelenting assaults, and it wasn’t near as complete as the job you did in an hour and a half.” She leaned over and ran a hand over the formerly golden globe of Hannah’s right ass cheek. It twitched involuntarily under the caress. “You’re going to heal all this, right? She’ll be useless to me if she can’t even sit.”

I chuckled. “I’ll take about 90% of it back, leaving enough to remind her of her lesson.”

“Mmmm,” Su hummed as she slid a finger into the Dalayin’s pussy, working it around to pull out a mixed gob of our juices. Eyeing me, she brought the finger to her mouth and sucked it clean. Watching those green eyes close as she savored our mixed flavors, I knew I was going to have to give Su that treat I promised her earlier. “How many times?”

“Six for me. Double load in each hole. It was tough to tell for her. They started blending together after a while. Now how about you? I believe I promised you a treat?” I got off the bed and took a step towards the taller, bluer maid, my erection aimed directly at her. Then she shocked me by placing one finger on the head to halt my movement while shaking her head.

“Chef, My Lord. She is expecting a visit from you to discuss the menu for tonight.”

I looked at her in confusion. “The menu? I thought Persia said she’d discuss that with her?”

“And she will, My Lord, but Lyfsertale doesn’t know that. I figured we could surprise her?”

“We? Are you joining in as well?”

“My Lord, if no one is there to reign you both in, she will not only be unavailable for dinner tonight, but I fear half of tomorrow as well. I recall your previous encounter with her quite clearly.”

“So do I,” I said. “She was quite… energetic.”

Su nodded. “Exactly, and she crashed as soon as she’d had her fill, barely waking up in time for breakfast. I recommend a quickie, My Lord. Bend her over the counter until she gets off once, let her do that thing with her tongue that you liked so you can get off, and then promise the rest for later if dinner is exceptional.”

I laughed, earning a bewildered look from her. “Su, baby, this whole conversation was worth it just to hear you say ‘I recommend a quickie.’ Ok, I’m down. What will you be doing in the meantime?”

“Lending a helping hand to each of you, of course,” she said with a smile and a wiggle of her fingers. “I need to maintain my strength, My Lord. It’s my night on the schedule, and we’ve had some last minute changes.”

“Oh? The Dominoes found you, I take it?”

“Yes, they did. Between them, Lyfsertale, and myself, we’re going to see just how far we can push that legendary stamina tonight. Ordinarily Hannah would double up with me, as you know, but I’m not sure the poor girl can take it.” Su looked over at the woman still laying face first in the bed.

“Ah me bear!”

Su and I exchanged looks before leaning in closer to hear what Hannah was muttering. She lifted her head up a bit to clear the sheets.

“I’ll be there!” she said. “Just need to rest for a bit.” She then faceplanted again and started snoring.

Su smiled at me. “Five women plus yourself, My Lord. I do believe that officially qualifies as an orgy.”

My cock couldn’t get any harder imagining it. “Nice! Cross that off the bucket list tomorrow then.”

“Why would an immortal have a bucket list, My Lord?”

“Man’s gotta have a hobby. Come on. Let’s go see if Lyfsertale does.”

“My Lord, I do not recommend turning her name into a pun. She detests puns more than most.”

I could still hear Hannah snoring from my bedroom as we left the residence in search of an unsuspecting chef.

*

“Oh my god, this is amazing! It’s gotta be the best I’ve ever had up here!” Linda exclaimed as she savored each bite of her dinner, much to Drake’s delight. The eagerness of her greeting when they met before dinner almost had the soldier ready to fight back until we could restrain her. In hindsight, it was our fault we hadn’t prepared for that reaction. We’d all seen the way she’d scared the hell out of Persia when they’d met, and he was bigger and fluffier looking than she was at the time. Linda’s obsession had been reigned in after Persia’s transformation after bonding with Rhia, and all but disappeared this morning when she entered the dining room in her sun dress and showed off her more human appearance. I still found it difficult to believe everything happened just this morning. It felt like days.

“Yes,” said Rhia. “The food is incredibly delicious, isn’t it, John?” She raised a knowing eyebrow in my direction.

“Yes, well, ah, if a man doesn’t keep his promises, his name isn’t worth the ink he signs it with, as my gramps used to say.” Rhia smirked a little, then nodded.

“Mistress Linda, if you think this is good now, I can’t wait until you try breakfast in the morning.” Su was standing behind me and to the right, so I couldn’t see her expression. I’m sure she looked absolutely professional, but to those of us that knew her, I’m sure there was a barely noticeable glint to her eyes.

“Oh? Oh!” she said, something finally clicking in her head and a complicated look crossed her face. “You mean you finally-”

“Miss Aura,” Shu cut her off before she could finish her question. “Are you a vegetarian?”

“Yes,” Aura said shyly. It was understandable. She’d gone centuries with Drake as her only company to suddenly thrust into a room filled with my fiancées, wives, maids, a god and his dog. The poor woman was overwhelmed. “The Tandori way was not to eat the flesh of those we shared the world with. But!” she quickly added. “But I don’t mind if you do. I mean, it’s your home, so I wouldn’t presume…” She trailed off as if she had crossed a line.

“Aura,” I said, briefly getting her attention before she shyly looked back at her plate. “It’s okay. Our chef is more than happy to prepare any dish available. She loves a challenge. If you guys have any recipes you want to try to recreate here, feel free to give her a visit.”

“Not tonight, My Lord,” Su reminded me, earning raised eyebrows from Rhia, Linda, and Shu.

“More positive reinforcement, John?” Rhia asked with a smirk.

“Just continuing to keep the promise you made, sweetheart. I just gave her a taste as an apology,” I returned. She turned that over in her head, then nodded and laughed.

“Well played,” she said. “Persia and I have something to discuss tonight anyway. Will you be joining them, or shall I join her?”

“We shall need the large bed tonight, Mistress. Our Lord is overbooked tonight.”

Raised eyebrows greeted me from around the table. I decided this was probably getting a little too personal in front of our guests, so I tried to guide the conversation elsewhere.

“So, Drake. You’ve hardly told us anything about yourself.”

He gave me a smirk, knowing exactly what I was doing, but answered me anyway. “There’s not much to tell, actually. As soon as I was of age, I joined our military. After many years of service and devotion to Kamiki, a small Tandori girl, horrifically scarred from our conquest of her homeworld was brought to me for protection and raising. As her personal guard, I oversaw her religious training and was the only male allowed within her presence until she came of age and was officially recognized as an Oracle. Once she was selected as the Oracle for our expeditionary force, we departed Junai. You know the end result of that.”

“But what about you?” asked Persia. “Just the two of you sounds like such a lonely life. Do you not have a mate? Or someone you’d like to have as a mate?”

The fur on Drake’s cheeks bristled slightly, and at first I assumed he’d taken offense at something she’d said, but his next words made me decide that was actually blushing, in his own way. Aura looked at him with a fond smile.

“Ah, well, um, you see, raising and protecting the Oracle didn’t allow for such things. She was my primary duty.”

“But that no longer needs to be the case, does it, brother of mine?” Aura said, her shyness around me overshadowed by her desire to tease the big cat man. “What of Bellata? I have heard the change in your voice when you speak of her, and she is truly a beautiful female.”

I knew he was blushing now, as the thinner fur around his ears revealed the redness that climbed them. “Ah, well, yes, she is beautiful, but she has many suitors among the crew. I am far older than she. Plus we must find a new home for everyone, so my duties will keep me busy for a long time to come.”

I laughed. “Age means little when it comes to love, my new friend,” I said, looking around at all the women in my life, all of whom were older than me, most by centuries. “As for your other complaint, my gramps had another saying he was fond of: ‘Don’t let the business of living get in the way of living.’”

“Your gramps sounds like a wise man,” said Aura, meeting my eyes for once. I smiled at her.

“He had his moments. Until the bear got him. Crazy old bastard went bear hunting with a bow.”

“I do not know what a ‘bear’ is, but I assume it is an animal native to your world. He must have been a mighty hunter. How did this beast best your ‘gramps,’ I believe you said he was?” said Drake approvingly.

“Yep, Gramps. Father of my father,” I explained and both Drake and Aura nodded in understanding. “Well, he actually managed to kill one. I think he was more surprised than his hunting buddies were. It was a massive bear. I was never given the full details, since I was only twelve when he died, but from what I gather, as they tried loading the carcass into the pickup, the tailgate snapped under the weight and the bear rolled back on top of Gramps, crushing him. And that’s how the bear got him.” I looked around, everyone staring at me. Persia looked like she was going to cry. Linda was staring at me suspiciously. “I’m told the sight was… grizzly.”

Mashed potatoes slammed into my face as a chorus of groans erupted from everyone but our guests. Linda was standing at her seat, gravy still dripping off her hand as she levelled an accusing finger at me and yelled “boooo!” I was in stitches from their reactions, laughing so hard I couldn’t breathe as I wiped the potatoes from my face. Drake and Aura stared at everyone in horror as they reacted to my admittedly bad joke.

“I do not understand,” said Aura. “Is this a custom for honoring one’s dead here?”

Persia, who was sitting on Aura’s other side from Drake, placed her hand on Aura’s. “He was telling a joke, dear. A very bad one.” She shot me a rare glare. “Please tell her the truth so she’ll know, Husband?”

I smiled. “Sure. He really did love to hunt, and he was known for going after animals too large for the weapon he had, but he died in his sleep after losing a battle to lung cancer. The only thing he loved more than hunting was his cigars. I don’t have a single memory of him where one wasn’t clamped between his teeth.”

“I’m so sorry,” said Aura, but I waved it off.

“It was almost thirty years ago. I’m fine, really. So anyway…”

The dinner continued on far into the night, our guests getting to know more about us and vice versa. Laughter flowed freely, the weight that had been resting on us since we learned of their ship having finally been lifted. As the night wound down, Drake and Aura were returned to their ship, having turned down the use of our guest rooms. Linda and Shu disappeared to their room while Persia and Rhia kissed me goodnight and headed off on their own. As I stood up from my seat, I turned to see five pairs of eyes watching me. Smiling, I walked into the mess of arms that wrapped around me like vines and allowed myself to be dragged to bed, my night only just beginning.