Mushoku Impact

"This...isn't...quite...what I had...in mind..."
"Shhh...just relax. You're in safe hands..."
With Ningguang sitting with her back against his chest, her legs spread apart by his own, Paul rhythmically bounced his left knee while his fingers pressed, probed, and prodded her insides. At the same time, he peppered her neck and shoulders with kisses while the fingers of his left hand, very gently, traced her body. He enjoyed groping and massaging, but Lisa had taught him that, at times, a more delicate touch was required...
As her pleasure continued to build, Ningguang found her jaw trembling as she looked towards Ganyu with a silent plea in her eyes. Unfortunately for Ningguang, Ganyu had been on Paul's side from the moment she was first summoned. Them having sex just further solidified their bond, so much so that Ganyu just smiled and waved in response to Ningguang's plea.
Noticing the interaction due to Ganyu, Paul's expression morphed from a smoldering, appreciative look to a wolfish grin as he asked, "Trying to run away...?" in an almost sing-song tone. Then, before Ningguang could even hope to refute his claim, Paul inserted the index and middle fingers of his left hand in her mouth, pressing the center of her tongue as he began to knead her clitoris.
When Ningguang instinctually closed her legs, Paul's smile widened as he asked, "Why are you so afraid? You're surrounded by people who care for you. All I'm trying to do is make you feel good..."
Since Ningguang closing her legs did very little to restrict his actions, Paul continued to rub and gently pinch her clitoris. At the same time, he began to suckle and play-bite her neck, his teeth leaving faint marks on her pure, unblemished skin as his fingers drew circles on her tongue.
Reaching a peak she had never experienced before, Ningguang's red eyes began to tear up as she bit down on Paul's fingers, her back attempting to arch but stopped due to her former fiance's arms. When Paul noticed this, he whispered, "It's time..." before removing his fingers from Ningguang's mouth at the most critical moment.
Before Ningguang could understand what was happening, Paul casually scooped her up by the pits of her arms and set her off to the side, saying, "I promised the others we would take a bath and cut loose together. We'll continue this tomorrow..."
Feeling the urge to curse for the first time in her life, Ningguang grabbed Paul's belt and attempted to pull him back to her as she asked, "What do you...think you're doing? You're not the type of man...to leave things half-finished..."
Just as Paul was about to see if he could get the ivory-haired woman to spread her legs and beg, a loud impact sounded from the door. The smile immediately faded from his face, replaced by a deep furrow as he joined the two women in directing their gazes to the magically reinforced door.
After a brief period of silence, a distinctly patterned knock emanated from the door, prompting Ningguang to exhale a heated sigh and mutter, "What awful timing..." with a rare, annoyed look on her face.
As Ganyu made her way over to the door, Paul looked to Ningguang and asked, "Who is it?" in a curious tone.
Returning Paul's question with an accusatory glare, Ningguang retorted, "How should I know? I can tell you it's neither Zhongli nor Kusanali, but everyone else from the IOF uses the same sequence of knocks."
Undaunted by Ningguang's glare, Paul's smile widened as he said, "It's pretty rare to see you this upset. Were you that eager for me to get you off?"
Squinting her eyes, Ningguang elected not to respond to Paul's words. She knew what kind of game he was playing, and, for a while, she even intended to play along. So long as none of the other women witnessed her shame and embarrassment, she didn't really care what Paul wanted her to do.
Interrupting his exchange with Ningguang, Paul's body briefly tensed as a familiar voice followed Ganyu opening the door, shouting, "Is he in here!?" before a petite, pink-haired cat girl poked her head into the room.
"There you-ah!? What's the heck is going on in here...!?"
Slipping past a befuddled Ganyu, the girl Paul very clearly recognized as Diona stomped her way into the room before pointing at Ningguang and shouting, "This isn't fair! You've already had plenty of chances to be with Paul! Give someone else an opportunity for once...!"
Seemingly finished lambasting Ningguang, Diona then shifted her gaze to Paul, her angered expression briefly wavering before she shook her head and said, "And you...why are you here having sex with other people when you promised we would do it once you got back? I've waited a really long time, you know...?"
Though she was no longer shouting, it was clear from Diona's expression and tone that she was upset. She was the type that wanted to grow up as fast as possible, so she saw Paul's avoidance of her as an indication that he still viewed her as a child. Sure, she might be a little on the small side, and her breasts hadn't really developed as much as she would have liked, but she was already nineteen. There were girls a little more than half her age getting married and starting families...
Recovering from his momentary stupor, Paul habitually slapped his lap, saying, "Come here." in a soothing tone and with a wry smile on his face. He wasn't entirely sure what was going through the pinkette's head, but he felt obligated to try and comfort her.
Feeling that Paul was still regarding her as a child, Diona's brows furrowed as she said, "I refuse..." in a sulky, ill-tempered tone. She didn't want Paul to try and calm her down; if she was going to sit on his lap and let him pat her head, it would be with his penis inside of her.
Surprised by Diona's refusal, Paul found himself at a momentary loss for words. There were times when she would get upset and even lash out at him in the past, but she had never refused to cuddle and make amends.
In Diona's own words, only children held grudges against family and the people they cared about.
Having regained a bit of her composure, Ningguang crossed one arm over her body and used her free hand to comb back a few loose strands of hair as she expressed, "You're right, Diona. I should have taken the feelings of you and everyone else who has been awaiting our Master's return into consideration. However, can you blame me? Just look at how our Master has grown..."
"Huh...?"
As she hadn't really been paying attention to anything other than Paul's face, Diona, for the first time, got a look at the former's body. When she did, the tips of her calico-like ears twitched as her tail promptly curled up into an s-shape. A faint shade of red also spread through her cheeks, but she still managed to appear angry as she retorted, "So what? He's just...a little bigger, that's all. That doesn't justify you keeping him to yourself...!"
Shrugging her shoulders, Ningguang adopted her characteristically calm and confident smile as she rebutted, "You would do well to remember that yourself. Master Paul does not belong to any of us. It's understandable to desire his care and affection, but intruding when others are in the process of receiving it is selfish. How would you feel if our positions were reversed and I was the one interrupting~?"
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Realizing how childish her actions had been, Diona began to grow teary-eyed as she hung her head and balled her hands into fists. She wanted to refute everything Ningguang had said, but she didn't know how to do it without sounding petty or impertinent.
Fortunately for Diona, a lot had happened during Paul's journey. First and foremost, at least in terms of things that benefitted her situation, he had met Roxy. Diona was just a few centimeters taller than the latter, but Paul was no longer bothered by such things. He still preferred girls with big tits and fat asses, but that didn't mean petite girls were lacking in charm.
Rising his feet, Paul caused Diona's eyes to widen as he towered over her by well over a full head. However, even though she felt a sudden urge to turn around and try to flee, she stood her ground, a defiant look replacing her brief stupefaction.
Adopting an appreciative smile, Paul was briefly tempted to scoop the petite pinkette into his arms. Before that, he half-turned to Ningguang, initially intending to inform her they would continue tomorrow. What stopped him was the look she was giving him, a mixture of acceptance and thinly veiled disappointment that compelled him to consider his next words very, very carefully...
Surprising everyone present, Paul proceeded to tousle his hair violently, his frustration immediately exceeding the threshold of his tolerance as he exclaimed, "God fucking damnit...!" before internally lamenting, ("Why the fuck does this shit have to be so god damn complicated!?")
Thinking Paul had finally snapped, some of the admiration Ningguang had been harboring toward him spontaneously disappeared. However, before she could even think to initialize her carefully laid plan to piece his psyche back together, Paul suddenly turned toward her and ordered, "Get on the bed." in a commanding tone. He didn't tap into his authority as Champion of the Intersection of Fate, but Ningguang still felt a shiver pass through her body as he stared at her with a serious yet fiery look.
Though she could feel the tensions in her body increasing, Ningguang did her best to appear calm as she smiled and replied, "As you will..." in a hot, sultry tone. What she didn't anticipate was Paul all but ignoring her as he suddenly picked up Diona, eliciting a surprised, "Nyaa!? Wha-what do you think you're doing!? You...you...nnn-!?" from the diminutive cat girl.
Instead of lifting Diona and holding her in a conventional manner, Paul left her experiencing an array of emotions that included fear, confusion, and a growing amount of excitement as he held her upside down and buried his face and nose into her crotch. She had no idea what was happening, but feeling Paul was finally starting to view her as a woman, she didn't put up much resistance as she began panting.
Feeling a fair amount of heat and a faint moisture permeating the dark-blue fabric of Diona's romper, Paul left her feeling further disoriented as he spun her right-side-up and stared into her beet-red face.
"Do you still think I view you as a child...?"
Though she didn't answer immediately, Diona eventually shook her head as clarity gradually returned to her luminous green eyes.
Nodding his head in approval, Paul said, "Good." before surprising Diona with a lengthy kiss. Then, taking advantage of the fact she had wrapped her legs around him when he flipped her around, he supported her back with his left hand while squeezing her butt and caressing the base of her tail with his right.
As Diona's tail began to swish and flick due to her growing excitement, Paul surprised her for the umpteenth time by freeing her from the invasion of his tongue and whispering, "Listen to my words very carefully, Diona. I want you to go to my room. If anyone is there, tell them I'll meet them in the bath in one hour. As for you, I want you to remain in my room. When I get there, it will be just the two of us, alone, for the entire night...do you understand?"
Swallowing hard, Diona nodded her head and replied, "I understand..." in an uncharacteristically meek tone of voice. She should be mad that Paul was clearly prioritizing Ningguang, but the thought of spending an entire night with him made her heart feel like it was trying to crawl up and out of her throat.&nbsp;
Not satisfied with Diona's reply, Paul brought his face closer to hers as he said, "Repeat what I said back to me..." while gently squeezing her tail. It was one of the most sensitive spots on Diona's body, so she immediately started to twitch and spasm as he slowly ran his hand along its length.
Though her voice and jaw quivered the entire time, Diona demonstrated that she had been listening by repeating Paul's words nearly verbatim. It was kind of impressive, so much so that Paul felt compelled to reward her with one final kiss before sending her off with a gentle smack to the butt.
Freed from Paul's grasp, Diona sprinted full speed from the room in order to carry out his orders. As for Paul, he turned towards the casual-looking Ningguang who, by appearances, was patiently awaiting him on her large and lavish bed.
Adding a few cracks to Ningguang's facade, Paul began to roll his neck and shoulders, loud pops echoing through the room as he warned, "One hour may not sound like a long time, but let me assure you...it will feel like an eternity once I have you screaming my name in ten..."
Despite another powerful shiver spreading through her body, Ningguang was able to maintain a mask of calm as she smiled, playfully squinted her eyes, and said the words that would seal her fate, "We shall see..."
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While Ningguang stared off into space with a listless look on her face, too tired to even activate the crest on her abdomen, Paul silently marveled at her naked form, covered from thigh to face in his fluids.
Having gone to prepare towels and warm water around the time Paul was going down on Ningguang in a compromising position known as the butter churner, Ganyu was ready and waiting when the 'spirited' session of love-making came to an end. While Paul seemed to be admiring his handiwork, she approached him with a warm towel and began to wipe him down with a faint, dreamy-eyed smile.
After saying nothing for the better part of a minute, Paul, still staring at Ningguang, questioned, "Do you think less of me now that I have shown my 'true' colors...?"
Maintaining her smile, Gany dabbed at Paul's chest with the towel as she unhesitantly replied, "I could never think less of you. Despite the burden that has been forced upon you, you've done your best to stay strong and support our cause. So long as you never lose sight of the person you wish to become, I think it's okay for you to be a little selfish..."
Moving the towel further down Paul's chest, Ganyu's hazy, purple-pink eyes began to shimmer as she sensed the changes in his aura. When she looked up at him, she found Paul staring at her with a possessive look on his face that caused her heart to begin racing.&nbsp;
Exhibiting nothing but pure devotion in her gaze, Ganyu drew her face and body closer to Paul's as she asserted, "If you're worried about hurting the others...you can always unleash your desires on me. The bodies of Adepti are much stronger than humans...I promise not to break..."
With Ganyu's face only a few centimeters away from his own, Paul was unable to resist planting a kiss on her pale, almost imperceptibly purple lips. After what he had done to Ningguang, forcing her to climax over and over until she was slipping in and out of consciousness, he couldn't help feeling a little ashamed of himself. He didn't regret it, but he was afraid that Ganyu would judge him or that the others might come to fear him if he stopped holding back. Hearing Ganyu's supportive words, it was like a great weight had been removed from both his heart and shoulders...
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With Ganyu showing the way, Paul found himself at the entrance to what would ordinarily be the woman's bath. The few men that worked as a part of Ningguang's staff weren't allowed to come anywhere near the parts of the complex that had been set aside for women's bathing and relaxation, but Paul was, unsurprisingly, an exception to that rule.
Stopping outside the entrance to the changing room, Ganyu maintained her usual smile as she asked, "With your permission, I would like to return to Lady Ningguang's chamber. Her pride will not allow her to make use of the bath in her present condition, so I would like to help her get cleaned up before joining her in the bath later this evening."
Since he had expected Ganyu to return to Ningguang's side the moment they reached the Strife Zone, Paul just nodded his head and said, "Sure. I guess I'll see you tomorrow morning?"
Adopting a marginally more prominent smile, Gany replied, "Of course. If you'd like, I can even come by to wake you. Miss Diona will probably be out of commission first thing in the morning, so I can look after her while you eat breakfast and speak with Lady Ningguang."
With Ganyu's reminder, the image of a brave but naive cat girl appeared in Paul's mind. He had no intention of treating her like Ningguang, but it was reasonable to assume she would be in a sorry state come morning. It was still pretty early in the afternoon, and he had promised to stay with her all night. Against his monstrous stamina and considerable experience, Diona was at a rather extreme disadvantage trying to take him on herself.
Nodding his head in approval, Paul answered, "That's probably a good idea. I intend to go easy on her, but I get the feeling she will egg me on even after she's reached her limit."
Covering her mouth, Ganyu issued a soft chuckle before lowering her hand to reveal a radiant smile as she said, "That certainly sounds like Diona."
Not wanting to keep Paul for too long, Ganyu followed her words by folding her hands over her lap and bowing respectfully. Paul had forked over 1300AGC to purchase everyone their original outfits from the game, so this placed a heavy emphasis on her perfectly sculpted breasts, thinly veiled behind a piece of formfitting black cloth.&nbsp;
Though he would beat the shit out of others for doing the same, Paul made no attempts to conceal his gaze as he followed Ganyu's departure. It was only once she had disappeared around a corner that he shifted his gaze to the group of girls that had been 'sneakily' observing him from the shadows of the entry corridor, musing, "Enjoying the view...?" in a cheeky tone.
Stepping out from behind the wall preventing people from peeking into the changing room, it was a dark-skinned beauty with streaks of fiery red and orange in her long hair who replied, "See? I told you he would be able to sense us. We shoulda just waited with everyone else."
Before her other two cohorts could respond, the lithe and athletic-looking woman adopted a toothy smile as she raised her hand and said, "Yo! Long time no see, Paul. You're lookin' good."
Returning a broad smile of his own, Paul countered, "Speak for yourself. You look amazing, Xinyan. Have you started wearing your hair down...?"
Laughing to conceal how bashful she felt as a result of Paul's compliment, Xinyan reached up to grab a few strands of her hair as she replied, "Nah, I just took out my hair ornaments to bathe. Speaking of which, how long do you intend to keep dawdling out here? Some of us have been waiting for a &nbsp;full hour."
Realizing what she had just said, the blush creeping into Xinyan's cheeks became far more prominent. Luckily, she wasn't the only one present, so she attempted to play it off by saying, "Anyways, you three have fun. I'll be inside with the others."
Without waiting for a response, Xinyan promptly retreated into the relative safety of the changing room. As for her compatriots, a buxom, strawberry blonde with a wild ponytail and a very free-spirited looking girl with long brown hair and a large bow resembling bunny ears, they adopted knowing smiles as they lingered behind.
Recognizing the two women as Yoimiya and Amber, the teasing smile on Paul's face softened into an affectionate look as he said, "The two of you also look incredible. Sorry for not saying so sooner..."
While Yoimiya just smiled and held up a peace sign, Amber adopted her characteristically toothy grin and replied, "Thanks for the compliment! I was honestly hoping to grow a little more around the chest area, but I'm happy enough just having my original form."
Blinking in surprise, Paul asked, "Original form? This is what you looked like back in your previous world...?"
Since the world of Mushoku Tensei appeared to be covered in some kind of cel-shaded filter that made it resemble an anime, there were several disparities between the girls' current and video game appearances. Paul had always thought they were like him, experiencing a world significantly different from their own, but it appeared their version of Teyvat had the same graphical fidelity as the world of Mushoku Tensei. In hindsight, that actually made a lot of sense. After all, their actions were supposed to be creating a bridge between the two worlds; It would be strange if they had drastically different appearances.
Confused by Paul's words, Amber reacted with a puzzled, "Huh?" before asking, "Did I look different where you were from?"
Instead of answering Amber's question outright, Paul just shook his head before looking to Yoimiya and asking, "What about you? Is this the same appearance you had in your previous world?"
Though she was just as confused as Amber, Yoimiya maintained a friendly smile as she cheekily replied, "Why? Disappointed~?"
Realizing he might be overreacting, Paul shook his head a second time before staring into the girls' fiery eyes and answering, "No way in hell. If I even pretended to be disappointed in your girls' beauty, a horde of ghosts from my previous world would find a way to break through the boundaries and possess me."
Adopting a broader smile, Yoimiya playfully mused, "Spooky." before half-turning towards the changing room and adding, "I'll see you on the inside. There, you can admire my beauty as much as you like."
After punctuating her words with a wink, Yoimiya turned around and made her way into the changing room. This left Paul and Amber as the only two people remaining in the corridor, the latter suddenly appearing nervous as she hid her hands behind her back, averted her eyes, and softly muttered, "Hey...about tonight..."
Raising his brows, Paul asked, "What's up...?" in a curious tone that belied the fact he already had a pretty good idea what Amber was about to ask.
Matching Paul's expectations, Amber eventually met his gaze as she said, "I'm worried about Diona. I know you would never do anything to try and hurt us, but I don't think she should be alone for her first time. I talked to Eula, and she told me about some of the stuff you did together..."
As someone who had only slept with the immature version of Paul, Amber couldn't help feeling worried after hearing Eula express just how much he had grown. Seeing him in person had only exacerbated her concerns, as, despite being around 153cm tall, she barely came up to Paul's shoulders.
Though he understood Amber's concerns, Paul ultimately shook his head and said, "I promised Diona it would be just the two of us. If I showed up with you and other girls in tow, can you imagine how betrayed she would feel?"
Knowing Diona better than just about anyone, Amber exhaled a defeated sigh in response to Paul's words. Diona had an excessive amount of pride and was borderline obsessed with the concept of adulthood. Amber had even discovered the pink-haired cat girl engrossed in some pretty colorful books, all in preparation for the day she would prove herself to Paul.
Hugging herself as an act of self-comfort, Amber looked up at Paul with a pleading gaze as she said, "Please be gentle with her...she likes to act like an adult, but Diona is still a child in many ways. She would never admit it, but there are times when she will cry and call out to her father when she sleeps..."
Exhaling a sigh of his own, Paul annoyed Amber ever so slightly by patting down her ribbon and caressing her head. The truth of the matter was that he was well aware of Diona's recurring nightmares. She was a desperately lonely girl, so much so that the entire reason she became a bartender was due to her father's alcoholism. Her dream of creating a drink so disgusting that it caused people to quit drinking entirely was so that her father would spend more time with her.
"Relax. I'm not some brute that only knows how to shove his dick into a hole. Even if someone put a blade up to my throat and threatened to kill me, I wouldn't harm Diona..."
Though she crinkled her brows due to Paul's roguish language, Amber felt at ease hearing his follow-up remark. Paul wasn't the type of person to go back on his word, so she believed Diona would be okay after hearing him make such a bold statement.
Surprising Paul with a firm hug, Amber rubbed her cheek against his chest as she whispered, "Thank you, Paul." in a sincere tone. Then, feeling more than a little embarrassed, she followed Xinyan's example by turning away and promptly retreating into the changing room...
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"This is where Ningguang's secret base is located? It looks more like a refugee camp..."
After a rough but ultimately uneventful journey, Paul and his group found themselves at the outskirts of a makeshift 'city' formed almost entirely of tents. The only building resembled a yurt hut surrounded by a moat and a series of wooden barricades, its perimeter guarded by a group of rugged, clearly demonic men wearing little more than leopard skins and loincloths.
Looking closer, Paul noticed that, among the hundreds, if not thousands of refugees present, the majority belonged to the various demonic, beast people, and magic races. Humans were a minority, and, as far as he could tell, there were very few women present.
Just as Ganyu was about to apprise Paul of the situation, a veritable mob began to form, many wielding simple farming tools such as pitchforks and hoes as they assembled into a rough formation. Only a handful of people were equipped with genuine weapons and armor, but they all stood in the back, cautiously observing the disturbance from a safe distance.
Grabbing the hilt of his sword, Paul was prepared to draw it but didn't. His mastery of the Water God Style had given him a keen sense when it came to things like killing intent, so he could immediately tell something was off about the group forming against them.
Confirming Paul's suspicions, Ganyu placed her hand over the one he was using to grip his sword, assuring, "These people are not our enemies."
Lending credibility to Ganyu's assertion, someone that Paul recognized managed to squeeze their way through the crowd. Her face was covered in black soot, and she was dressed like someone forced to work in a coal mine, but Paul immediately recognized the petite figure as Lamilette, the former slave his father had purchased for him so many years prior.
"Master Paul~!"
Despite her diminutive height and short legs, Lamilette was able to cover the hundred or so meters to Paul in less than five seconds. Dwarves had naturally strong and inordinately dense bodies, so this was an impressive feat for someone whose training revolved exclusively around mining and processing ore.
"Oof-!"
Raising his hands, Paul managed to catch Lamilette but was still pushed back a few steps as her rock-hard cranium impacted his diaphragm. The air was forced from his lungs, but Paul still managed a forced smile as he set the overexcited Dwarf on the ground and groaned, "It's...good to see you...Lam..."
Though she would have ordinarily greeted or apologized to Paul for her actions, Lamilette was feeling dizzy after her head smacked what felt like a block of solidifying concrete. Paul might not have been pushing himself during his stay in Sharia, but he rarely slacked in his training. He was also rather fond of his abdominal muscles, so he would spend upwards of four hours a day working his core. If he included the time he spent having sex, the number would be closer to eight.
Seeing that Lamilette recognized the group of outsiders, the posse that had formed along the perimeter of the tent city began to break up. A few people lingered behind out of curiosity, but most people had better things to do than concern themselves with others. Those that remained were either busybodies or people that had once served Paul back at the Notos Estate. In fact, upon closer examination, Paul actually recognized a few of the people wearing proper equipment...
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Instead of being guided to the rather conspicuous yurt hut, Paul and co were shown to a secret tunnel located within a nearby copper/lead mine. The yurt was the property of a mercenary group that Ningguang had both created and hired as a front, while her actual operations occurred as deep as 300m below the surface.
Though he had seen the tunnels Zhongli had helped construct beneath the Notos Estate, Paul found himself at a loss for words when Lamilette led them into a series of neatly carved, excessively clean corridors. It was well lit with thick carpets covering the ground, art pieces on display, and a veritable army of Maids roaming about in traditional uniforms modified for combat. Of course, the thing that stood out the most was the beyond-regal beauty waiting for them to arrive.
"You've finally arrived, my dearest Master. And my, how you've grown..."
As Paul was checking her out, Ningguang made no effort to conceal her appraising gaze. She had known he would mature into a fairly attractive man, but his present appearance far exceeded even her expectations.
"If I had known you would turn out this handsome, I might have insisted we go forward with our marriage..."
Unamused by Ningguang's remark, Barbara groaned, "You..." while balling her hands into fists. She had never liked Ningguang, not because she was Paul's fiancee, but because of how she always acted like she was 'above' everyone, even the man chosen to be their Master.&nbsp;
Plopping his hand down on Barbara's head, Paul said, "Calm down. We're all on the same side..." in a soothing tone.&nbsp;
Inhaling a deep breath, Barbara averted her eyes from Ningguang and did her best to heed Paul's words. It wasn't easy, but she managed thanks to Paul continuing to caress her head.
Waiting until Barbara had released her clenched fists and exhaled a sigh, Ningguang suggested, "I believe a change of venue is in order. You've all just completed an arduous journey, so I'm sure you'd like to rest. We have rooms prepared for each of you and a large bath where you can ease the tensions of your bodies. There is also a fully stocked kitchen, so our chefs can prepare something to eat if you're feeling peckish."
Answering before Barbara could potentially blow a gasket, Paul replied, "Sounds good." before turning to his group and saying, "You girls can go on ahead. I need to talk with Ningguang. Once I'm finished, we can take a bath and blow off some steam together."
Though people like Barbara and Amalie wanted to stay with Paul, nobody protested as Ningguang directed a group of maids to show them to their rooms. The sole exception to this was Ganyu, who, as could be expected, accompanied Paul and Ningguang to the latter's private quarters.
Upon entering the luxurious chamber, filled with expensive furniture and a veritable library of books, Ningguang took the initiative to pull at the cord holding her gown in place. She had the benefit of a Geo Vision and having Zhongli around, but the crest on her abdomen had been aching ever since her separation from Paul. As someone who had absorbed his 'essence' in the past, her body craved the energy that only he could provide.
Though he was briefly surprised by Ningguang's actions, that didn't stop Paul from admiring her perfectly shaped bottom, emphasized by a pair of white, gold-trimmed panties.
Without bothering to remove her shoulder-length gloves, stockings, and heels, Ningguang turned to Paul with a desirous look on her face as she said, "At the risk of sounding imprudent, I thought we could make up for lost time while we carried out our discussion. Though Barbara might scoff if she heard me express this, I have missed you. The moments we shared back at the Notos Estate have become some of my fondest memories..."
Recalling the times she teased or simply cuddled with Paul, the smile on Ningguang's face became markedly more genuine than usual. She could emulate such an expression at will, but this was one of the few times she didn't need to. Paul had enabled her to carry out all of her plans, so even if she didn't love him the same way as some of the other girls, Ningguang both respected and admired him. After all, she half-expected him to break by now...
"Mmm..."
Distracted by Ningguang's flawless, Paul wasn't paying as much attention to her expression and words as he should. She was like a skillfully crafted doll when she was younger, but now that she had matured, only ethereal beauties like Ganyu could even hope to compete. It might sound strange as there were literal Gods among the people he had summoned, but Paul felt like she was a Goddess descended to the mortal world.
Seeing the tempered passion in Paul's gaze, Ningguang's smile gained a touch of lasciviousness as she ran the solid gold, talon-like extensions of her fingers down the central line of her body as she inquired, "I already told you what I thought about your development...perhaps you would like to return the favor~?"
Catching Ningguang slightly off guard, Paul's expressions became severe and focused as he stared directly into her eyes and said, "I'm not a poet, but even if I were, words could never capture the essence of your beauty. Instead, I will show my appreciation with actions..."
Having already removed his coat, Paul grabbed the collar of his tunic and tore it away with all his strength. He had been looking forward to this day since the moment Zhongli first explained the nature of the Intersection of Fate. It might sound unbelievably scummy, but Ningguang was one of the few women he wholeheartedly intended to conquer. To that end, he owed her for four and a half years of constant teasing...
Instead of exhibiting fear, Ningguang simply smiled in response to Paul's words and actions. He might have thought he was being sneaky, but she had seen through his intentions years ago. She wasn't able to prevent a shiver from spreading through her body when he ripped his shirt off, but her gloves and stockings prevented Paul from seeing the goosebumps on her arms and legs.
Simply put, things were developing exactly how Ningguang imagined they would. Her only oversight was that she hadn't accounted for Lisa teaching Paul techniques and weaknesses she didn't even know were a thing...
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While Paul was busy teaching Ningguang the value of practice over theory, news of his arrival naturally spread to others he had summoned through the Intersection of Fate. This included a certain pink-haired cat girl who, upon learning that Paul had returned, rushed over the room that had been set aside for him.
Without bothering to knock, said pinkette kicked open the door to Paul's room, shouting, "You sure took your time!" in a chastising tone that was undermined by the excited smile on her face. Unfortunately, rather than the person she was looking for, the pinkette was greeted by the scene of Barbara and Jean discussing something near the foot of Paul's bed. The others who had accompanied him from the North had temporarily split up, so just the two of them were present.
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Recovering sooner than the other two, Jean adopted a friendly, albeit slightly surprised smile as she asked, "Diona? Is that really you? You've grown so much."
Though they had all grown considerably due to Paul's mishap with Touki, most of the girls resembled the versions of themselves Jean was familiar with back in their world. Diona had only been twelve back in their world, so this was the first time Jean was seeing her mature form.
Instead of responding to Jean's words, Diona slumped to the ground and began drawing circles with a depressed look on her face. She had been looking forward to her reunion with Paul ever since she miraculously grew up overnight. It had always annoyed her that she was one of the few girls he refused to touch before his departure, so she intended to get back at him for always treating her like a child.
Before Jean could recover enough to ask if Diona was okay, the latter abruptly sprung to her feet and ran off in the direction of Ningguang's office. If Paul wasn't in his room, that seemed like the most likely place for him to be.
After waiting for an additional three years, Diona's patience had reached its limit...
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Chapter 101: MI101: Shatter