Damn, that’s hot. I’d really believe she was in the military. I guess she’s had ample opportunity to observe the best of the JSDF… As her hands went to her buttons, I swallowed reflexively, feeling great anticipation for what Motoko would do first.

“I see. I can hardly deny such a loyal and capable subordinate her wishes, can I?” I deadpanned, acting the role. Motoko, a quiet, satisfied smile on her face, continued. “I know the correct order, thanks to your instructions.” she said, and soon she had unbuttoned a few of the fasteners, just enough so that she could pull the chest part open, revealing a white silk bra similar to Natsumi’s. With a gentle motion, she tugged the bra upwards, her chest freed, and I swallowed my saliva. I guess no matter how many beautiful girls want to make love, I’m always ready for it. Damn, my life now is crazy…

Seeing my aroused reaction, Motoko’s excitement grew, her flesh tinged a rosy pink. “My breasts may be humble, unlike the Private, but I believe size is not all that matters. Besides…” Her hands went to her trousers, and she unfastened the front, showing her silken panties, and she tugged them to the side, revealing what lay beneath. “Do you like what you see?”

“Always.” I promised. “Now, let me give you your reward.” My fading vigour had been restored, and I reached out for Motoko, knowing that we were the only ones, just our extended family of me and the girls, who would ever see this side of the usually elegant and dignified martial artist. Pulling her into my grasp, I kissed her, and for a while we merely enjoyed the taste of each other, my hands playing with her exposed breasts before dipping down and fondling her. Her flush deepened, and her kisses became more passionate.

“Yeah, uniform play is definitely lewd. Did I look like that?” Shiro asked, and Natsumi agreed.

“Yes, but Motoko is certainly carrying it off well.”

As the girls laughed and joked, Motoko let out a long sigh. “I think… sometimes I am not involved enough. I know Natsumi and I have been training hard to be of use, and that you took us to mount Atago was a joy… but… I envy those who do not have commitments such as us. We have school, we have noble events…”

“Yeah, but then, there’s no rush, is there?” I said, understanding. “Honestly, I want to spend more time with you two as well. Hinata too. And you, Daiyu.” Having an important conversation while I was toying with Motoko, stroking her most sensitive area, growing her arousal with every damp sound that echoed from her lower body, might have seemed strange to others, but to us it made sense. At the most intimate, there’s that vulnerability and honesty, which makes talking about things that are otherwise hard to say much easier…

“Me?” Daiyu seemed surprised. “I have no school or other commitments.”

“Yes, but you’re learning Japanese, and a whole new culture, as well as training your Cultivation. I worry you might be feeling isolated…”

She gave me a long, searching look before shrugging slightly. “I see. I was remiss to not communicate. I am too used to entering closed Cultivation alone. A bad habit. Rest assured, I am greatly eager to spend time with you. I will show you…” she looked at Hinata. “May I go next?”

“That’s fine. I enjoy seeing how everyone else does it. Besides, I had my fill earlier… no, not my fill. That’s wrong.” She giggled. “I’m more than happy to go again. The slight pain doesn’t bother me.”

“In that case, I hope to be instructive, as well as…” Daiyu’s cheeks were pink, and her expression was rather embarrassed. “…something you enjoy. No, we enjoy together. That is Dual Cultivation. I see that now. I have no idea why it is so looked down on.”

Motoko was waiting politely while everyone talked, so with a smile I sped up my fingers, kissing her savagely, more aggressive than usual. Her brown eyes widened, but she responded, and moments later my vibrating, probing fingers brought her to a climax, and she cried out happily, sagging against me limply, love nectar soaking her panties and the black trousers she wore.

“Don’t always play the noble girl, with good manners who can ignore everything and be the perfect wife.” I warned her, as I started kissing her lips tenderly, no tongues, just gentle reassurance, her skin scalding after her release. “I know it must have been frustrating, me ignoring you while everyone else talked.”

“A little.” Motoko admitted, sticking out her tongue, so I escalated our kisses, becoming fiercely passionate once again. “But honestly I do not mind. I am a patient woman, although… my frustrations are true. I do wish I could be more involved.”

“And you will be.” I promised. “After all, you’ll be living here half the week now. Just think of my poor sister, it’s been months before she could do much more than potter around in Nishimorioka.”

“Thinking of your sister now of all times. Eri’s right, you’re a major siscon.” Shiro laughed. “But it’s not the same. Motoko, Natsumi and Hinata don’t have a Divine Favour… so, when are you going to find them one?”

I looked at Shiro searchingly. “You know, that means I’d have to fight other Chosen, or pillage some Territories with Conqueror…”

“Yeah, and I get why that might not be something you want to think about. But I’m a realist, Aki. I have to be. Tan’s eaten several, right? In fact, Anesidora’s Favour is one she got for me. The facts are not every Chosen is going to be good. Might as well reap the benefits ourselves.”

“I do not need a Favour.” Motoko said quietly. “I have confidence in my skills, and I will endeavour to grow as strong as I can. But… I admit to wishing for one, so that I can truly stand at your side. My idea of wifehood has been formed by two conflicting ideals. The noble one, where I stand behind you, a good trophy, a good mother, a good moral support, and my own, where I fight alongside you, hand in hand seeing the future together.”

“I don’t see you as a trophy, but… I think what you mean is, people should be envious that you’re my wife, right? In that case…” I playfully sucked on her nipples, making her gasp. “It’s not far wrong. I don’t say it enough, but I love you too, Motoko. You’re graceful, charming and I find your love of martial arts very inspiring. Damn…” I scratched my head, beaten. “I know we’re going to end up fighting, and maybe even killing, other Chosen. It’s inevitable. And I also know I’m not going to waste Favours if I can get them. Whether we break them down for powerups, or I find those who can use them… you know I won’t deny any of you anything in my power.” Even if it hurts, I’ll do it. Well, anything except letting the girls leave me. I’m too selfish for that…

“We know. I know.” Motoko said. “I am happy you allow me to voice my selfish complaints and whims. I am happy, I just hunger for more. Because it was you who showed Natsumi and me we did not have to choose, that we could have everything. So I want more. More of this, more of you. More of us.” She looked at the other girls, her expression joyful. “Respect is nice, being liked by our juniors at Hanafubuki is also pleasant. But the respect I crave now is all of your approval. For we are family.”

“Shit, that’s making me tear up.” Shiro said, laughing to cover her embarrassment. “But it’s true. I feel very close to everyone. It’s crazy, if you told me I’d be cheering on my boyfriend as he rails another girl in front of me a few months back I’d have called you an idiot, or Yasu running off his NTR fantasies. But… here we are so, Aki, go teach your lovely Sergeant a lesson with your throbbing dick.” Shiro laughed crudely.

“It’s Staff Sergeant. There is a difference.” Motoko said, though she was smiling. “But yes, General, it is time. I am soaked, ready for you to give me my reward, relieve me of my chastity, and make me dedicate myself to you, body and soul, until the day I die!”

“Yeah, she’s good. She makes it sound like marriage, not sex. Guess for us there’s not much difference though…” Shiro grinned ruefully.

“Very well” I pushed past her panties, feeling the damp silk, and I couldn’t help but admire the effect, the dreadful lewdness of her only having her breasts bare, as well as her panties, pushed to one side, ready for sex. “Then offer yourself to me!” With that I shoved in, feeling little resistance, Motoko already eager to accept me. She moaned, and offered her tongue once more. I tangled mine with it, sucking on her greedily, holding her upright, and as I reached her deepest parts, she begged me to start moving.

“Please, General, make me yours!” she panted, as I thrust deep. Her eyes went wide, the fires of her passion igniting, and as Natsumi and Shiro watched from the bed, Hinata and Daiyu still waiting, I began to ravage Motoko in the standing position, our bodies slamming together, even as I groped her exposed breasts.

“So deep, I feel it inside me, right here…” Motoko’s hand touched her still-clothed belly. “I love it. It makes me feel a woman, not just a noble, but a woman…” Her roleplay starting to crumble as I continued to explore her deepest reaches, her body convulsing greedily, more and more love nectar was foaming out at our join. Rubbing a hand over it, I brought two fingers up. I sucked on one, causing Motoko to flush, ashamed, before my other finger was offered to her, and her tongue lewdly twisted around it, making sure to taste everything.

“Sour…” she muttered, and I nodded.

“It is, but it’s your taste, so I like it.”

That made her tighten up, and she was moving as well now. My greater height made it difficult for her, but she was flexible and inventive, her body strong, so soon she was rocking up and down on me, down as I thrust up, sliding up as I retreated, and the pounding of her sensitive post-climax pussy soon made her shudder with ecstasy, and she peaked again, brown eyes melting, before I could finish myself. Ugh, it’s a bit uncomfortable, but…

“Wait…” Motoko said, her voice exhausted yet happy. “I will have failed as your Staff Sergeant if I simply lose myself to pleasure…” Through her haze of pleasure she kissed me once more, before signalling I should release her. She flopped down on the bed, and slowly lowered her black trousers a little, just to below her bottom. Her finger pulled at her panties, and her small asshole was visible, twitching at my gaze. “…I was remiss, reaching joy first. So… feel free to use this. Though be gentle.” She tapped at her twitching butt, and I looked at her, surprised.

“Are you sure?”

“Of course. If Shiro can do it, I can.” She insisted. “Besides, it might not be a first for you, but it is for me. And to celebrate Hinata finally becoming one with you, I would offer my own embarrassment as a gift.”

“That’s so sweet.” Hinata laughed. “I don’t think it’s embarrassing though, is it? We’re not doing anything to be ashamed of. Not if it’s with someone we love and are going to marry.”

“Anal’s… well, I said it’s an acquired taste.” Shiro warned, before looking at me. “Go gently with her Aki. Plenty of lubrication, remember? She’s not as well-built as I am… no, not fat…” Shiro pre-empted me, rolling her eyes. “But taller.”

“I am not ashamed.” Motoko said in response. “Not that, never that. My heart may have wavered once, but from that day Akio finally accepted me, I have never regretted it. Never. But embarrassed… then we are doing something private, where it can be seen. Even those nobles with concubines would not act like this, all making love together. But the embarrassment is thrilling. If that dies, the fun dies too, is that not correct?” Motoko pointed out, remembering prior conversations.

“Yeah, that’s exactly it. If you’re no longer embarrassed by getting down and dirty, then while it’ll still be pleasurable, it won’t make your heart race as much.” Shiro agreed. “So let’s see how Aki’s big dick shatters your rear defences, Motoko, and fills you up to the brim.”

Motoko flushed a brilliant scarlet, her breath coming fast, and she nodded. “Yes, when I said I would offer you anything, I meant it. I hope I can satisfy you, for I am already delighted to feel new things every day.”

Yeah, I’m a moron. To think I almost turned down Motoko, Natsumi and Hinata just because the arrangement wasn’t spontaneous enough for my tastes. Because I feared that an arranged marriage would just be that. An arrangement, not genuine one of affection. But then, that’s just my own prejudices. Plenty of cultures, including our own, still have arranged marriages, and most of them work out just fine…

“This might be a bit cold…” I started calling out water element, making sure it was of a more viscous, slimy consistency than normal. It was a little odd I could create watery liquids that weren’t quite pure water, but then earth element was a good example of very variable and flexible contents. I set aside my long-standing questions of how elements were decided on and worked, touching my fingers to Motoko’s bottom, rubbing around it before my fingers gently started tracing her ring, making it dilate. With that happening, I slid one finger in gently, soaking her bottom, and she shivered, letting out an adorable yelp.

“Yes, that does feel strange.” she muttered, but as she turned her head to look at me, I saw no hesitation. “But not entirely unpleasant. Do go on.”

Soon I had two fingers stirring her up. Natsumi, eager and curious, had rolled closer to watch, and I had a feeling next time I’d be doing Natsumi’s ass as well. Again, just so long as it’s not Shaeula wanting it again, I thought I’d break her last time…Motoko was now extremely embarrassed by her loud moans, and she was trying to stifle them with her hands, but as I got the urge to tease her I pulled them away, kissing her deeply each time.

“All right, I think we can begin. Though if it’s too much for you, I’ll stop.” I promised. “Maybe I should have used a third finger…”

“No, let it be your proud manhood that defiles me, General.” Motoko giggled, nerves and lust combining, leaving her uniform damp with sweat. I licked it off her breasts, before I quickly tasted her love nectars again. Then cheekily, I licked her ass, and she tensed up.

“Now that is embarrassing. That isn’t a place for licking.” she accused me, and I grinned.

“Sorry, but you promised everything to be. Therefore I can taste what I want. Besides, you’re not dirty. Nothing about you is. So…” I reached out for her hand, and we clasped fingers. I was pushing against her twitching ass, and everyone was watching. “…Staff Sergeant Motoko, your General thanks you for your service, and…” I bent down, whispering in her ear. “I love you.”

She gasped, tightening up as I pushed slowly into her ass at the same time, the watery liquid allowing me to slide in freely. Her fingers gripped mine hard, but she made no move to stop me, so I slid deeper. She groaned, but it was damp and sticky, one of arousal.

“How is it?” Natsumi asked, and after a moment, Motoko gasped out that it was strange, but not unpleasant.

“Seems like the little noble girls are all closet perverts too. Lucky you, Aki.” Shiro teased, as Motoko continued to explain. As she did I started moving, slowly at first, probing her cautiously, and each movement wrung another moan from her.

“We just enjoy each other. Nothing wrong with that.” I countered. “You’re the same, Shiro.” As she gave her wry agreement, I was slapping my ass against Motoko’s again and again, the feeling unusual, her trousers rubbing against me. It didn’t take long, since I had almost climaxed before, but soon the feeling of heat within my body was growing, and Motoko could sense it.

“You are twitching inside me. I can feel everything. From… from my bottom.” Her embarrassment was plain, but overpowered by arousal. She clenched me tighter, eagerly inviting me to release it inside her. “I am well-satisfied. And you have others to attend to. I many not truly be your Staff Sergeant, but… I am your fiancée. I am here to attend to all your needs. My pride as a daughter of Tsumura house demands no less.”

“Yes, but, unless we’re happy together, there’s no point.” I disagreed. “But… you’re right. This time… I’m going on ahead.”

“If we both go… oh, my, ahn…” her gasps were getting louder. “…ahead, we surely… ahn, uh, reach the same place in the end…”

“That’s a very you thing to say. And you’re right, but…” I grinned, reaching under her with my free hand, playing with her, sliding fingers into her soaked hole. “I’m the man, I have my pride. And I want to see you writhe in pleasure Motoko, because you’re beautiful that way. It’s the gap. Elegance and passion.” I didn’t stop, my movements speeding up, and soon she was splashing liquid from both holes.

“I… it is inside… ahn, bottom and my womanly parts, uh, the same time…”

“Call it what is it, your pussy.” I whispered, and she tightened up more.

“Yes, my ass, my pussy! All of me is being ravaged, violated. But … it is… ahn, ahn of love!” With my fingers I brought her to another climax, but that wasn’t the end. One more thrust and my own cascade was unleashed, squeezed out by her convulsing ass.

“No, I am … ahn, so sensitive… ahn, uh, right now!” She was barely coherent, as her pleasure intensified and she went limp. I pulled her up, popping free, and I kissed her, stroking her flushed skin until her ecstasy calmed down. As the girls talked and joked about Motoko, she finally regained her clarity, and looked at me, her expression warm and embarrassed.

“That was… strange, but not terribly unpleasant.” Motoko said modestly. “I could do it again. If you wanted.” She looked down shyly, blushing, and I kissed her one more time.

“If you want. I mean, I don’t have an anal fetish, but sometimes doing things a bit different is nice. But before that…”

“Yes?” Motoko asked, and I smiled, remembering their earlier confession of their guilt.

“I have a task for you and Natsumi. I want you to talk to Bell, Soliteare and the others. Oh, but skip Moira. And… if they are seriously interested in me for me and not because it’s an arrangement… they’re welcome to try and win me over. Though unless they win all of you over too, and they’re as good as you all, which is a high bar, I don’t need them.”

Motoko and Natsumi were surprised but happy, understanding I was doing this to assuage their guilt. They nodded, but Natsumi asked why not Moira, and if I didn’t like her.

“Actually, I like Moira just fine. But I also respect her wishes. She’s made it plain she’s not into romance, and telling her that might feel like I was pressuring her. But… it doesn’t mean I’ll end up going after Bell and the others.” I warned. “I’m just giving them a chance to make me like them. If I do…”

“Yeah, what’s one or two more.” Shiro laughed. “Still got spare rooms here in the house, though I think a couple have probably been earmarked.”

I shot her a look, and she snorted. “You know who I mean, Aki. Not now maybe, but Eri’s a sharp girl when it comes to you. It’s praiseworthy in a way, a creepy yandere way, but something special nonetheless.” Her laughter robbed the insult of any sting.

“I’m sure I don’t know what you mean.” I said primly, finishing stroking Motoko’s hair gently. “All right… I still have some gas in the tank. You’re next then Daiyu?” I asked, and she nodded.

“I am. I will not be doing any role-play. Instead…” She stood proud and tall in her uniform, her legs looking particularly alluring in her trousers. In fact, she looked extremely cute, like a military mascot. “I would start with training. Cultivation.”

“I see. Makes sense.” Shiro approved. “Damn, I’ve always wanted to be a peerless jade beauty. Wait, I already am!”

Daiyu gave her a withering look, before she snorted, her passable Japanese allowing her to understand. “Not every Cultivator is beautiful, though many are, for the bloodlines with talent have been marrying handsome, capable men to beautiful, wise women for thousands of years.”

“That is very much like the nobility.” Natsumi observed, now holding the hand of the tired yet content Motoko, who voiced her agreement.

“Hot guys like gorgeous women, no question.” Shiro affirmed. “But Daiyu, I seriously would like to learn, but I hear it takes talent and years… although…” she looked at me then, and Daiyu nodded.

“Indeed it does, and ordinarily the chances of you being qualified are slim. However, I now understand the difference between aether and Qi, and how it is refined. As my understanding of the Spiritually Pure Foundation grows, contrasting it to my original Foundation Technique, I see how.” She had to use a little Chinese to make her more technical points, but we translated for the others. Daiyu continued explaining, pointing out that as everyone here could draw aether, to varying degrees and extents, then it was certain that they could at least master some Qi Refining. “And with Qi Refining learned, then Dual Cultivation is not impossible. I make no claims that you could reach my level…” she said proudly, which looked even cuter in uniform. “…but some benefits can likely be gleaned.”

“Yeah, well I don’t get to enjoy the mystic fairy sex you all can, so I’m holding out hope for this one!” Shiro crossed her fingers ostentatiously. “So, go on then, demonstrate for us, Daiyu, our little prodigy…”

*********

“Like this…” Daiyu was demonstrating again, her water element converted to water Qi, swirling around her in dark ribbons of glimmering water. “…once the Qi is refined, it moves more freely, and can activate Techniques faster and stronger than the mere forcing with imagination and will Akio performs.” She smiled at me slightly to show she meant no offense. “I believe that is the role of Qi. Otherwise why do we need to go through such an extra step of the process?”

My Eye glimmered amber, and I nodded, agreeing as I watched her. “Yes, I think so. Qi is more efficient, although before when you were wasting a lot of aether, the difference wasn’t so pronounced. Now though…”

“Yes. It is why the correct Techniques are so precious. And that is why you have won my heart many times over, no matter what you believe.” Daiyu reached out, one hand stroking my cheek. “It was surely my destiny to come to this land, be placed in your care. And you gave me so much. As I said before, many would sell their daughters, wives or more for the Spirit Water you possess. But you did not exploit me. I know…” she looked at the others, who nodded, except for Shiro, who was watching fondly, her black eyes warm. “…I share many worries with the others. You fear I cannot possibly love you, as we have not spent the weight of years together. But to that I say you should know we do. Trust your own bonds, your Lovers’ Link, your heart, and the feeling of sharing when we Cultivate. Why would I not have fallen for you?” she puffed out her cheeks, perhaps tired of having this conversation again. “I would not have spoken up, things are comfortable now, but as the others spoke of your prejudices to arranged marriage, which to a daughter of the Sects, is nothing particularly strange, I resolved myself to speak again. Yes, a prodigy such as I would have free right to choose, but for the middling and the mediocre, they would be paired up without much say, and the majority of them seemed content enough. You have a very… idealised, is that the word… yes, idealised version of romance.”

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“I think that’s the most I’ve heard you speak in one go, Daiyu.” Hinata said curiously, and she sighed.

“It is embarrassing, not knowing how to speak Japanese, nor even English. I was sheltered in my Sect, so I never saw the need, but now I feel rather pathetic, fumbling for meaning. Fortunately, I am a prodigy…” she boasted again, puffing her chest out in the uniform. “..so I am learning quickly. I manage, so I shall speak more, when I feel it necessary. And now is necessary. Annoying, yet necessary. To think I would give my body to you and yet not care for you is gravely insulting.”

Since she looked so cute puffing out her cheeks, a different expression to usual, I pulled her onto my lap, and the demonstration ended, water scattering everywhere.

“Looks like Daiyu wet the bed.” Shiro remarked, and Daiyu gave her a look, lips pursed, before retorting.

“And you did not? I saw the fluids you scattered, staining the sheets.”

“Yeah, guess so. But we all do. Guess Aki’s going to need rubber sheets or a storeroom full of replacements.” Shiro giggled tiredly. “Anyway, that demonstration was interesting. What next?”

“I think I can help a little with Chirurgery, though only to the extent of helping you feel the way to do it.” I had a very limited grasp myself, the very basic, bottom-tier skills, but coupled with my Eye it was probably enough. Daiyu disagreed though.

“With your level of skill nobody from even the meanest, most impoverished Sect would allow you to instruct others.” she sniffed mockingly, though she leant her head against me happily. “Fortunately I am prepared to train you myself. Dual Cultivation may have shortcomings, and it is not the solution to strength, but it is certainly a… “ she frowned, thinking. “…an avenue. Yes, a way to a certain level of competence. Besides…” her dark eyes sparkled meaningfully. “While I do not need a reason to have sex with you, it makes you feel a little better, no? How foolish. When the phoenix shows off its magnificent plumage, a wise female knows to bow before it and ask for marriage. What woman wants a weak, unattractive man? Not me, I assure you. So stand proud. You won Zhao Daiyu, and it is too late to take it back.” Her face was flushed. “After all, we have already been intimate a number of times. Even were you to repair my… maidenhood… with your Ether Healing, I would never go back to a pure heart. Besides…” she touched her lower body over her trousers. “If I truly regretted it, I believe the blessing of Chang’e would have regenerated it. It did not. Because I am content. No, not content. I am living my best life, as Shiro here might say.”

“Well said.” I approved, feeling a little guilty. I had certainly accepted Daiyu, no question, but there was always the niggling worry about her intentions. But at the honesty we were all sharing here, Shiro about her parents, Motoko, Natsumi and Hinata about their guilt at souring me on other girls, and Daiyu with her worries about my feelings, I understood. Yeah, I was nearly there. I’ve been doing way better, but the final step… it’s a long one. But… It all clicked in my head and my heart, and I knew what to do. Damn, this is way more satisfying than the infighting of the Seelie Court. But I guess that’s necessary too…

Pulling her up for a kiss I fiercely sought her, and she was surprised and gratified, opening her small mouth wide, and we tangled tongues ferociously, while my hands went to the buttons of her uniform. She made no move to stop me, twisting her flexible body so I was able to grab the buttons, and soon the chest of her military jacket was open, revealing her modest chest wrapped in a delicate blue bra. I looked at her, and she smiled shyly.

“I know such clothing is unusual for me, but I live here now, not back in the halls of the Incorruptible Jade, so I must adapt, and dress accordingly. Besides…” she opened her trousers, letting them slip down her slender yet toned legs. “…you like girls wearing cute underwear, I know.”

“I do.” I admitted. “There aren’t many guys who don’t, assuming they like girls in the first place.” I looked her up and down, before lying her on the bed, on one of the only remaining spots we hadn’t soiled so far. She lifted her legs, and I pulled off her trousers, before slipping off her panties, but as I was about to remove them, Shiro stopped me.

“Why not leave them dangling on one leg? That looks extra sexy, like you’ve just pushed her down forcibly. If you open her jacket and push up the bra, it’s the same deal.”

Daiyu merely raised one delicate eyebrow, so I decided to take Shiro’s advice, and with her panties dangling on one leg, I pushed up the bra and began to lick Daiyu’s chest, paying particular attention to her nipples, which were hard nubs against my tongue. I slid my hand through the thin thicket of hair around her privates, fingers carefully stirring her up. “I know I’m emotionally slow…” I said idly in-between attacks on Daiyu’s breasts. “… my sis complains about it all the time, but even I can get it. I want Tsukiko, and while there is an element of pity and wanting to make her happy involved, a huge element, she’s also a true beauty I can’t help but want to embrace.. As are you all…” I said hurriedly, as Daiyu gave me an exasperated look, considering I was toying with her body and talking about another woman. “…so it’s time I accepted it. If I was a truly good man, I’d have turned down Shaeula since I already had Eri. I didn’t. My path was then set. But while I try and excuse myself with the feelings that I didn’t want Shaeula to be sad, which is most certainly true…” I moved down to Daiyu’s dripping fountain, slurping at her spilling juices. Daiyu was watching me, her body trembling restlessly, and I could feel her Qi rising, ready to embark with me on Dual Cultivation.

“…I’m also a man, like any other. The thought that lots of girls wanted me, while it’s strange to me still, perhaps I’ve always lacked some self-esteem…”

“No shit.” Shiro laughed bitterly.

“…it also thrilled me. All you beauties saying you loved me. I could only imagine it before. But… it’s not been easy to wrap my head around. Like I said…” I repeated myself, now lying face to face with the beautiful Cultivator, who was listening quietly and approvingly. “…I’m not as confident as I needed to be. But I’m also more of a fool. Who am I to judge why a girl likes me? It’s not like I’ve never liked anyone before for stupid reasons, even if I’ve never acted on it. I’m a guy after all. So you have my word… I’m over this crap. Because I have to be, I I’m to love you all fairly, especially you, Daiyu, and Tsukiko.”

“I am glad you finally saw sense. If you continued to deny my own decisions, and your own, I would be most annoyed.” She leaned forwards and kissed me gently, before her hands reached down and encircled me. “All we ever ask is that you believe in us. Tsukiko wants the same. She had her choice, she could have made a different one. The fact she did not, that she still chose to take your Throne, that she happily sucked this…” Daiyu squeezed me, before guiding me to her entrance, rubbing me up and down her slick lower body, smearing me with her nectars. “…should be proof enough. As she says, she made her choice, and if it proves the wrong one, then she at least knows it was her choice.” Daiyu’s words were a bit halting, and some words came out in Mandarin, but her sentiments were true ones.

“That’s right. The others, the elves and probably even a few other girls who are interested in you, because why wouldn’t they be…” Shiro agreed. “…they don’t think they have a right to your love, but they do want to be considered just like you considered all of us. It’s pretty much a dick move to cut the ladder now, after letting Tsukiko up.” She snorted, amused. “Tan always says an Astral Emperor has to be greedy. Only one gets to have a world. So time to man up. And yeah, I get it, you want the girls you like to get on with us you already have. And that’s laudable, but…”

“That would be our problem to resolve.” Motoko said firmly. “Only Eri believed you would not have others, and even she accepted your choices. It is one reason Shaeula placed her as first, for she was owed some compensation. But even she would not stop your genuine love. She cannot.”

“We’ll support Eri in handling any troublesome newcomers.” Hinata promised. “But really…” she looked at the others, who nodded. “We’ve already started weeding those out around you. If they aren’t the right sort, well, we can still use them, but we’ll send them to other tasks. For those that are good, you have no obligation…” Hinata tapped her head, and Natsumi finished for her.

“That’s right. If you like them and they like you, isn’t that a good thing? If you like them and they don’t care for you, we’ll try and persuade them for you. We might not succeed and we won’t force them, but we’ll do our best to win them over with talk of how good you are and how much fun it is to be your woman. If you don’t like them but they like you… you don’t have to accept them. You’re not a charity. Be firm in attack and defence, yield when you must, but hold your ground when yielding is a mistake. That’s the Tsumura Arts way.”

“Well said!” Motoko approved. “Yes, live your life your way, and we shall support you. This was an excellent discussion.”

“Yeah, sure was.” Shiro agreed. “The last of the problems Aki has with women are revealed, and he genuinely seems open to resolving them.”

I opened my mouth to agree, only for Daiyu to speak up rather huffily, hands still around me. “I am happy, of course I am. I feel more respected already, that Akio finally understands my true heart. But... can we talk less? I wish to Cultivate together! My chest burns and my womanly parts leak. I need to feel…” I cut her off with a kiss, and she responded savagely. When we parted, a bridge of saliva linking us, I apologised.

“Sorry, yeah, there’s a time and a place for everything, and this wasn’t it for a relaxed chat. So…” I slid forwards, guided by her gentle hands, and she was pushed open, her body accepting me eagerly.

“Yes, this is ecstasy, heavenly.” She moaned, arms around me, and it was more lewd than usual, her clothes in disarray, underwear looking hastily removed.

“For me too.” I grinned. “I’ve not had anywhere near enough sex with you, Daiyu. With anybody. But we have long years ahead of us to have more, and all kinds of other happiness too.” I thrust in, reaching her deepest point, and her Qi began to flow into me. I responded, martialling my own aether, which now I could convert into Qi myself at a truly appalling rate of efficiency.

“Come, my foolish yet endearing Dao Companion.” Daiyu groaned as I slid in and out of her, our Qi pulsing in rhythm with the surges of pleasure our bodies were giving off. She kissed me again, desperately, sensing what I wanted with her own Qi. Her body shifted, and now I was striking her in a different place, the fresh sensations stimulating my already rising pleasure, forcing my tired body to respond. With a grin of equal parts amusement and lust, she bit my ear playfully.

“I know you are exhausted. You have worked hard, and not just here, no? I confess to being curious as to what your other self is seeing and doing, but… right now, look only at me, at Daiyu, at your Dao Companion.” Her words were soothing and hypnotic, punctuated by bursts of Qi. “Allow me to use my body, my heart and my Qi to satisfy you, to restore you.”

“Whoa, Aki looks so loose and happy right now. Is Daiyu that good, or is it Qi?” Shiro muttered.

“I am good!” Daiyu insisted, not only bringing me great pleasure, but also having a great understanding of her own body. She twisted like a snake, making sure her own pleasurable parts were stimulated. “However, I confess yes, my Qi sense allows me to understand. Which is why despite Akio, my dear Dao Companion, who I have dedicated my life to, and again and again I have told I dearly desire and love…” Her tone was a little annoyed but understanding. “…having some reserve towards me still, I know and can sense in his heart he does love me, and will care for me forever, ensuring my happiness. Besides, now…” her irritation disappeared. “…his Qi, it is clear and free of doubt. At last!”

“Yeah, but we’ve been here before. Aki’s the paragon of two steps forwards, one back. But…” she smiled at me from the bed. “I think it’ll stick this time. With Kana, you realised that you could like someone who didn’t need you, unlike us pity-magnets. With Tsukiko, you realised that it only takes a moment to make someone decide to spend their life with someone else. And now with Daiyu, who can sense your heart… you can’t hide it. You’ve agreed to stop being a dumbass over things that don’t matter, and I’m telling Shaeula, so you’re not getting out of an attitude change, Aki.”

“Yes, I am pleased.” Daiyu declared, her hands on my heart as I did the same, squeezing her breast, making her gasp lewdly. “I was satisfied before, but there were always fragments of emotions, impurities…” she gasped, as now our bodies were sharing aether and Qi more rapidly, with every thrust, convulsion and beat of our hearts. It’s more intense than last time. Is it because I’ve learned the Dual Cultivation skill and class? Or is it because the last lingering doubts about Daiyu’s feelings, that I couldn’t admit even to myself, have gone?

“… little thorns pricking at my heart. It is because we are yet only connected by fragile bonds. But now the thorns have shattered, the impurities… expelled, ahn… oh… yes, I feel it.” She looked at me, and her face was wet. Is she crying? No… wait… I saw tears dropping from my eyes onto her face, and this time it was Daiyu drinking mine, her tongue licking her face clean.

“Fragile bonds are still bonds, you fool. But I would rather my Dao Companion be kind, think… ahn, uh… of me with gentle intentions, even if… they worry. But… honestly…” She suddenly clamped down, and I spasmed, the burst of pleasure blinding me. “… it was quite the annoyance. But that is finally the past. Two steps forward…” she smiled at Shiro, even as she clamped me hard, Qi pulsing, filling me up even as I converted what aether I could and fed it back to Daiyu. “…you describe him well. But… the forward steps you take…” She looked at me earnestly, her insides like an eel, bringing my tired body great, revitalising pleasure. ”…were over thorns for our sakes. Those of us who are alive because of you, who have the chance of happiness because of you…” Each heartfelt statement was punctuated with her insides squeezing, her body moving to change the angle. With a smile she flicked her leg, and her panties landed on my face, blocking my sight for a moment. “…who do love you…” She was kissing me, her tongue sliding past her panties, even as I was scooping her out, a hot bullet rising, the sensation intense. “… we are endlessly grateful. I am. I love you, never forget that, my Dao Companion!” Her words as she pulled from my fierce kiss drove my mind white, and Daiyu cried out loudly in Japanese, as much of her previous words had been in her more fluent Chinese. “I shall cum with you, Akio! Pour it inside me, dye me as yours, as I claim you as mine!”

With a desperate groan of pleasure, my body unleashed a massive eruption, and Daiyu’s arms around me pulled me close. Her tongue pushed aside the panties, allowing my eyes to see into hers, and the calm and joy within, the reassurance, kept me pouring out, even as Daiyu kissed me tenderly, a different feeling to the way her lower body was writhing around me, convulsing, her body eagerly drinking of my cascade. Moments later we collapsed, the Qi spreading between us slowing, yet still pulsing, a delicate, gentle heartbeat, one full of tender emotion. I’m still such a fool. I knew all this after our first time. Daiyu was adorable then. But now…

Liquid spilled out around me, and I rapidly lost vigour, only Daiyu’s tender care having brought me back to full strength earlier.

As we lay there, enjoying our closeness, Daiyu giggled. “You look quite the fool, my underwear on your face. But…” she kissed me tenderly. “…you are my fool. Honestly, while you are at fault, we blame ourselves as well. We take from your warmth. I worry we take too much…” she couldn’t finish as I grabbed her, kissing her furiously.

When we separated, I shook my head. “No. This goes for all of you. You don’t just take, you give too. And maybe I’m the fool, as I need an understanding of why. Before I was scared of Eri’s love, I think that’s why I left Nishimorioka. But on my return, I understood why I was loved. Shaeula too. Her emotions are easy to understand.” Everyone was watching me explain. “But when you noble girls were proposed… I started to lose my feelings I understood why…”

Daiyu, having said her piece, sensed I was still a bit bothered, so she hugged me tightly. Feeling her heartbeat did calm me, and Hinata was next to speak.

“Yeah, it’s all back to arranged marriages. We’re sorry.” Hinata apologised, and Natsumi and Motoko echoed her. “But not so sorry.” Hinata giggled wickedly. “It was what we had to do to get you, and ever since I saw you that night, I wanted you. Even if I thought it couldn’t happen. Until you were at Fujiwara-sama’s party that night. Then I knew, even if like you I doubted myself on occasion. That’s the thing… we’re young. Sure, you’re older than us, but you’re still a young man. You can’t expect to have all the answers, or be sure all the time. But… we’re good now? We’ve cleared that final worry?”

“Yes, I’ve promised.” I said, and meant it.

“So come on, Aki. Even if you need a reason for someone to love you, are you that damn dense?” Shiro protested, rubbing at her forehead. “I’m obvious. But Asha, you saved her life and her Tree. Tsukiko, you defeated fate itself for her. Daiyu here, you became her anchor when she was adrift alone in the world, and gave her a treasure she would have killed for just because. Even setting all that aside… you’re kind, you’ve really got better looking over time, now you’re no wimpy beanpole, and in terms of a stable life… if you ignore the risk of sudden death, it’s pretty top tier.”

“Yeah, thinking of it like that, I am a big deal…” I laughed, and Shiro rolled her eyes, amused.

“No need to be a prick about it, Aki. Don’t get a big head, unless it’s about the top tier babes you are banging. That you can brag about.” She looked curiously at Daiyu then. “So, your Dual Cultivation… it affects the mind, not just the body too, right? Since Aki’s calmed right down.”

“Indeed, all things have two sides. Yin and Yang, Darkness and Light, Emotion and Body. So our shared joys strengthen both, and show the way.” Daiyu replied proudly.

“Yeah, that’s damn cool. Yeah, I definitely want to learn. It looked hot too, the way you knew just how to move to get Aki going…” Shiro looked at me then. “So, did you Rank up any skills?”

I shook my head. “No, I definitely feel a little better at it, but I doubt it’s that easy.”

“In that case…” Shiro grinned, and Daiyu was suddenly holding my hand, eyes earnest.

“If you have the strength, I would like to go again. I love you no less than any others, my Dao Companion, and I know you know that now…”

My answer was a kiss, greedy and assured. I knew it before, but they have me pegged. I’ve definitely grown, but the final thorns of insecurity were buried deep. But thanks to the girls, and Daiyu’s skills, I’ve pulled them from my heart. Now… their rewards…

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Your Skill, Moonlight Jade Qi Refining has increased from Rank 1 to Rank 2. Your capacity to…

Your Skill, Spiritually Pure Dual Cultivation has increased…

Your Class, Dual Cultivator has…

Your Class, Qi Refiner has…

“I am soaring! I am you, you are me!” Daiyu climaxed hard, soaking the sheets, and not for the first, or even the second time. Her juices seemed to burn as they soaked me, and I quickly peaked too, pumping more inside her, though even with Daiyu’s talents at bringing me pleasure I was running on empty. In more ways than one. This was really hard to do while also having to deal with matters at the Spring. Luckily I didn’t need to do any combat, but pulling a Split Thoughts here to run the images… it was giving me a headache…

I had been drained of many of my elements too, pouring light and earth into Daiyu freely, and she had even begun to draw small amounts of other elements too as we Cultivated together. But my biggest drain were the two life-sixed images of us drawn from light. Just our Chakra networks, Chakras, Dantians and other relevant parts, but even so it drew on a lot of my light element, all that Daiyu wasn’t greedily drinking in.

“I think I’m done.” I said to Daiyu. She was wearing her uniform but no underwear, and yes, it was a different experience, considering I was basically screwing her through the unzipped part of her trousers now, but the once pristine clothing was soiled with my aftermath, nectar, sweat and spit. Even so, it was fun. A weight lifted from my heart. Cultivation sure is deep… I planted a gentle kiss on her forehead, before kissing her lips softly as well, which she reciprocated. “Are you? I’ve gone hard. No, we’ve gone hard.”

“Yes, two as one. Yin and Yang.” Daiyu agreed, content. “For now I ache. I feel as if you are still inside me. I have been flooded. I expect I would be pregnant, were it not possible to prevent such with Qi at my level.” She paused. “Do you… wish a child with me?”

I kissed her again, not falling into the trap of cursing myself for making her worry. “Sure I do. But not now. You have your dreams, right? And until we have a Territory strong enough to fend off any threats, we can wait. But one day.”

“Us too, right Aki?” Shiro said, and I of course agreed. “Damn, now I’m more envious of you and your mystical sex games. Only I miss out. Oh well… it was interesting seeing those images. Not that I understand it all.”

“Maybe not now, but you will in time.” I promised.

“So, were there any gains?” Shiro pressed, and I nodded.

“Yeah, I Ranked up a few skills and levelled some classes to two. I’m pretty much exhausted now. My tank is empty. I’m amazed Daiyu can hold it all.”

With a wry smile, Daiyu tensed her lean stomach a little, and white fluid gushed from her, scattering over the bed and her trousers through the unzipped exposure. “I was rather full.” she conceded.

“So, I admit it was thrilling watching you Daiyu, Akio.” Hinata said, a bright smile on her face. “This Dual Cultivation is rather thrilling. I simply must begin training. But…” she looked at me with her big, eager eyes. “Have you any left for me?” She touched her belly. “I know I have had my share, but… it’s my first night. And I’m eager after seeing everyone. I feel a bit unskilled in comparison.”

On seeing how cute Hinata was being, I smiled warmly. If I’m a man, I can’t disappoint her. Besides… “Hinata, for you, I can manage one more. But only because you’re gorgeous and I love you.”

Hinata blushed at that. “Oh my, you seldom are so spontaneous. I love it though!” she cried out, overjoyed.

“Yeah, I’ve turned over a new leaf. It’s like… what, the fifth leaf? But I think this is the final leaf.”

“Yes, but we’ve had the pleasure of seeing most of it firsthand.” Hinata giggled. “I feel a little sorry for the newcomers, who will have missed shy, unconfident Akio. But… he can’t stay. He has to go and become brave, resolute, lusty…” she threw in an unnecessary word. “… Astral Emperor Akio.” With that said, she continued, her expression the impish one I was used to seeing on her face when she was planning for mischief, only this time it was blushing too. “Now I know you’re tired, but I’ve seen you get your second winds when the girls tease you, so…” She lifted up her uniform skirt, revealing sexy purple panties that were adorned with black lace and covered very little, being a daring, narrow cut. “Does this make you want to ravish me?”

Yeah, okay, she’s a tease all right. I think I might have created a monster here. But a cute monster, my cute monster. “Yes, it does. But… those panties…”

“Yeah.” She blushed redder. “It seems it’s seeped out, and when I watched I got excited and oozed.” Her panties were soiled with white and sour liquids, the thin cloth mostly see-through. “You don’t hate a dirty girl though, do you?”

My only answer was a smile, as I swept Hinata off her feet and carried her to the bed, bridal style. The others expressed their desire for such too, and I promised that when it felt appropriate I would. Lying Hinata down on the bed, the last of the five joined us. “Nope. I guess though I do worry that you’re a little young, it makes me feel a bit guilty, but we’re engaged so… besides, it’s a bit late, isn’t it? I’m not going to add a new hangup when we’ve finally overcame my last.”

“Good.” She leaned up and kissed me tenderly. I sucked on her tongue, and then she on mine, she bit my lips, and I licked her teeth. I tasted her saliva and she giggled. “It’s a bit late now for sure. If I was a Nichibotsu product, you’ve voided the warranty and I’m irreparable! You’re stuck with me!”

“And I’m happy to be so.” Hinata spread her legs, and I pulled off her soiled panties. “Yeah, not giving you any oral.” I grinned at the mess she had down below. “Not this time.”

“The thing is… it’s a lot different visiting after school each day, then going home, than staying over half the week. There’s a lot of fun you can have with Aki.” Shiro winked. “But man, am I hungry. And it’s late. Aki, fuck Hinata good and then let’s have that midnight feast. Though…” she looked out over the bed, laughing. “We’ll probably need a bath first. We look like we’ve been in an orgy… oh wait, we totally have, right? A mad uniform-fetish orgy.”

“Yes, so … please?” Hinata outstretched her arms, still clad in her military jacket, skirt rolled up. “I want to be like everyone else.”

“Of course.” Holding hands, we kissed softly, and I slid into her. She winced a little, remembering the phantom pain, but Ether Healing made sure she was uninjured. She twitched, the new sensations still shocking her body. Hinata looked down, touching her belly again with her free hand, stroking it.

“Yes, I believe I am happy. And you believe it too.” She said, eyes glimmering, and I whispered in her ears that I was as well.

“Then enjoy yourself… no…” she looked at Daiyu approvingly. “No, we should enjoy it together. Yin and Yang.” As Daiyu nodded approvingly, I started to move, pushing in and out gently, careful not to overload her. Besides, I don’t have much left myself.

“Yeah, Motoko, Natsumi… the other daughters at Hanafubuki… they are denied this. I feel sorry for them, don’t you?” Nectar was starting to foam out, as Hinata got wet rapidly, as she was aroused as she felt my touch.

“Yes, of course. But what is your solution? Our parents are strict, but they are right. Daughters who love unwisely can be ruined.” Motoko pointed out.

“Yes, and you can’t expect Akio to take responsibility for everyone. Especially after we’ve finally reached a point of common ground between us all, and made amends for our failures with our own courtships.” Natsumi agreed.

“True.” Hinata gestured to me, and I bent down, kissing her deeply. As we separated, wet noises sounding as I probed her, seeking out the spots that pleased her, she grinned. “I’m not such a fool. Though if there’s any you find yourself attracted to, we’ll help. Not to overwrite her will, of course. We don’t want that. No more than any of us were forced. But… we can talk up your good points. If you want them, take them. But you want to help even those you don’t want to have a relationship, right?”

I guess Hinata’s not feeling it enough if she can talk so much. With that I sped up, having gone rather gently as she had only lost her virginity recently. Hinata immediately started twitching and gasping, skin red, sweat beading on her face. She looked at me, amused accusation on her face as she knew I was trying to change the subject, so I decided to face it head on.

“Yeah, you’re right. I think it’s not fair. So any that have genuine love for others, we can try and help them. If they have marriages arranged for them they don’t want, like with Miyu, we can use our leverage to spare them from that at least. I think not everything is bad. The three of you, Mayumi, Miyu, your cousin Sakura… you’re all refined and well-bred, smart and kind in your own ways. I think that’s wonderful. So… I don’t want to ruin that. There’s surely some middle ground… uh…”

I was surprised as Hinata was twisting and turning in imitation of Daiyu earlier. It was crude, Hinata wasn’t experienced or able to sense Qi, but she was earnest and eager, and that excited me. Rapidly I adjusted, and soon we were holding each other tightly, and Hinata was drooling in pleasure.

“Yes, I love it. Love. Love. Love. Love you!” she gaped, as her body convulsed.

I heard Shiro whispering that Hinata was a lewd girl, able to climax so much the day she lost her virginity, but Hinata didn’t care. She simply opened her eyes wide as I too climaxed into her quivering, overheated body. Her eyes were melting with happiness, and her tongue was out, so I entwined our tongues gently, as I laid her down beside me. Yeah, I’m done.

“Sorry.” I apologised. “Not much volume there at all.”

Hinata giggled, wiping her finger on it, before tasting my release.

“Yes, it tastes a little bland. Next time I want filling to the brim like Daiyu. But…” she patted my head, snuggling in close. “You did your best for me, because you love me. So I’ll never ask more. Now…” she giggled, delighted and exultant. “Let me stay like this a minute, then we should go bathe.”

The other girls rolled over, the bed large enough for then to at least grab a part of me, be it an arm or a leg. Surrounded by girls covered in the scent of our lovemaking, surrounded by smiles, and in the Spring accompanied by more girls I loved, knowing Eri, Kana and Tsukiko were here too, I found myself smiling as well. It’s late. Oh well, I don’t need too much sleep. But I surely need to be at my best tomorrow, since I’m going on TV with Arisu-san, and her… I can’t disappoint…