Mushoku Impact

"I'm going to miss this..."
"Haaaa....haaaa....hawuu...?"
Though her wolf-like ears twitched when Paul spoke, the mint-haired girl 'assisting' him with the extraction of his essence was too muddleheaded to make out what he had said. She just kept wagging her hips from side to side as Paul fondled her butt and kept bottoming out in her deepest parts over and over and over again...
"Please, try not to go too overboard. The last time you did something like this, she nearly destroyed an entire lab after her mind wandered during an experiment."
Instead of heeding the ashen-haired woman's advice, Paul continued to pump his hips as he countered, "If you're that worried, you could always replace her. All I'm doing is providing you with what you asked for."
"Haaa..."
Exhaling a sigh, Albedo briefly considered swapping places with Sucrose before remembering what happened the last time. They had gone to great lengths to extract twenty isolated samples of Paul's semen, but they were all but useless by the time she got around to analyzing them.
"I'll pass. As pleasurable as it might be, I don't enjoy losing my ability to think straight. Besides, this is your final few moments together for some time. Sucrose might come to resent me if I attempted to take you away from her..."
Demonstrating her point, Albedo moved a bit closer to Paul and Sucrose. As she did, the latter's ears angled backward as she bared her teeth and started to growl. It was a behavior that Paul found particularly endearing but left Albedo feeling at a loss for words.&nbsp;
Feeling the pleasure building in the tip of his dick, Paul grabbed Sucrose's hips and began to increase his pace. In response, Sucrose squeezed the handles that had been installed to give her better leverage as she began to push against Paul's thrusts. Her watery eyes made it seem like she was about to break into tears, but the somewhat silly smile on her face made it clear she wasn't in pain.
"And...this...makes...ten...!"
Finishing things by pushing forward and arching his back, an action that raised Sucrose's feet from the ground, Paul's back and waist trembled as he released a supernatural quantity of semen. Unfortunately for Sucrose, the efforts of her cervix to try and lap up the viscous fluid were ultimately in vain as Albedo has developed a pliable membrane, basically a condom, to prevent the 'contamination' of her samples.
As a feeling of frustration filled Sucrose's chest and lower abdomen, Paul pulled out his penis and an almost mandarin-sized globule trapped within a thin, skin-colored membrane. Sucrose whimpered as he did so, but she quickly calmed down when Paul spread her sopping wet lips open with his thumb and returned his cock to her depths.
"Ah..."
Since she had wanted to collect even move samples, Albedo's expression morphed into a slight pout when she saw Paul insert himself into Sucrose without a collection membrane.
While his hips produced loud, wet, smacking sounds, accompanied by the chorus of Sucrose's mewling moans, Paul gave Albedo a sidelong stare as he said, "I still have other places to be before the night ends. Besides, it's been like five weeks, and you've yet to make any meaningful progress. I'm not going to tell you to give up and focus on other things, but I doubt the God of the Boundaries would have chosen this kind of method if Alchemy could have provided a solution..."
Though there were countless ways in which she could deconstruct Paul's argument, Albedo chose to nod her head, affirming, "You do have a point." while eying the body temperature globule in her hand. She actually had a working hypothesis that their dependency on Paul's 'essence' was merely a method to ensure they slept with him. It was apparent that he received 'something' from them during intercourse, but Albedo currently lacked the means to measure and ascertain what it was...
Sparing one last glance at Paul's side profile and the penis pushing in and out of Sucrose, a thoughtful glimmer briefly flashed across Albedo's eyes before she ultimately turned away to give the duo some privacy...
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Though it earned him a moderately disproving stare from Albedo, Paul ended up fucking Sucrose until she was so overwhelmed with pleasure that her speech had reverted to incoherent babbling. The only word she could properly enunciate was no, the word escaping her lips like a pitiable whine when they attempted to use Healing Magic to restore her ability to walk.
Fortunately, though it had gotten him into a fair amount of trouble, this wasn't the first time Paul had fucked a girl into a pleasure-induced state of regression. His first victim had actually been Zhongli and, a few weeks after that, Varuna.&nbsp;
After it had become increasingly apparent that she was the only Archon not fulfilling her duty, Varuna sent Lyney to summon Paul to her chamber. While he hadn't been particularly bothered by Lyney basically demanding he respond to her Master's summons, Paul lost his patience when Varuna presented him with a literal turkey baster atop a silver platter. That would have been bad enough by itself, but Varuna followed the reveal by stating that her chastity was sacred, not something a 'mere mortal' had any right to claim.
Unfortunately for Varuna, Paul was under no obligation to play her games. He pretended to at first, accompanying Lyney into an adjacent room so that Varuna wouldn't have to witness their 'vulgarity.' However, when he emerged a few minutes later, he simply ignored the silver-haired beauty when she asked him if the deed was finished. When she eventually got up to check on Lyney, she found the ashen-haired girl with her ass in the air, and a turkey baster filled with warm water shoved up her butt...
Though Paul's actions caused Lynette to pout and ignore him for a couple of days, he eventually managed to coax the catgirl into forgiving him after explaining how her sister and Goddess had treated him. She didn't believe him at first, but Varuna openly admitted it when Lynette confronted her.
After Lynette, one of her most ardent supporters, gave her a piece of her mind, Varuna appeared to swallow her pride as she approached Paul of her own accord. Unfortunately, she hadn't truly learned her lesson, so while she was willing to have sex with him, she asked that his hands be bound and his eyes blindfolded. The reason she gave was that she didn't want to see the lasciviousness in his gaze or let him defile her body as he pleased.
With Paul basically telling her she could go fuck herself, Varuna ended up holing herself up in her room for several days. According to Lynette, she was in there painting surprisingly lifelike portraits of him before ultimately tearing them into tiny pieces. She knew she couldn't attack him outright, so she passive-aggressively took out her anger and frustration on Paul's likeness.
What eventually changed the dynamic between Paul and Varuna was a visit from her fellow Archons. Paul wasn't privy to what the quartet had said to her, but he was intimately familiar with the aftermath. The silver-haired Archon had come knocking on his door during the evening he was supposed to be making amends with Lyney. What truly surprised him was the fact she was wearing little more than a nightgown and, more notably, a blindfold.&nbsp;
Though he was briefly tempted to send the silver-haired Goddess away, such impulses faded from Paul's mind when he noticed the leather cuffs on her wrists and ankles and the spreader bar in her hands. She also had a leather choker around her neck, complete with a thin chain serving as a leash...
As tempted as he was to tie Varuna up and engage in some BDSM play, Paul immediately concluded her outfit was a sort of test. Either that, or it was her way of making amends for suggesting she give him a similar form of treatment.
Instead of tying the silver-haired Archon up and having his way with her, Paul brought her into his room, had her lay on his bed, and spent nearly a full hour focused on eating her out with her blindfold still attached. It was only once she had instinctually grabbed his hair and began trembling with each of his movements that he eventually moved on.
While Varuna had probably expected him to rob her of her virginity right there and then, Lisa had regularly emphasized the importance of patience if you wanted to break down the walls of a woman's heart. Thus, while he did remove his trousers, Paul defied the almost instinctual urge to jam his cock into Varuna's visibly pulsating insides. Instead, he linked his fingers with hers, pressing her hands to the bed as he leaned over and began to pepper her neck, shoulders, and collarbone with kisses. Going for the lips from the start was a pretty good way of sobering a woman up, so Paul left that for later as he gently suckled her neck and rubbed his cock along her vaginal folds and clitoris.
Paul didn't know if it was because Varuna was the Hydro Archon or just incredibly sensitive, but the volume of fluids leaking from her body was enough to make it look like she had pissed the bed. Luckily, she still had her blindfold on, and though he was incredibly tempted to tease her, Paul remained silent and focused as he slowly dragged her deeper and deeper into the abyss of pleasure.
After nearly three hours of delicate yet passionate foreplay, Varuna's only response to Paul removing her blindfold was to stare back at him with an unfocused gaze and parted lips. As his face drew closer to hers, she even stuck her tongue out, fully aware of his intentions but too muddleheaded to even consider resisting.
As their lips and tongues met for the first time, Paul began putting greater force into his thrusts. Lisa had taught him that emotional correlation and positive association were the foundations upon which sexual preferences were built. Thus, by gradually increasing the amount of pleasure Varuna experienced during their first kiss, he was effectively hardwiring her brain to associate kissing, specifically him, with increased satisfaction.
By the time Paul lined up his dick with the entrance of Varuna's vagina, the silver-haired Archon was so far gone that she even spread her legs and raised her hips to make things a little easier for him. Paul wasn't even sure she was entirely conscious as her pupils had strangely vanished, the surface of her Hydro Blue irises shimmering like the surface of a reflecting pool...
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While wondering if Varuna would appear during his 'surprise' going away party, Paul nearly bumped into a petite figure with chestnut brown hair as he rounded a corner. Instead, he instinctually picked the person up by the pits of their arms before realizing his victim was none other than Yaoyao.
Before the diminutive woman could adopt a pout and complain about him picking her up like a kid, Paul seized the initiative by planting a quick peck on her lips and musing, "Well now, if it isn't Yaoyao..." as his thumbs drew circles over her clothes.
Instead of expressing anger, Yaoyao's face immediately turned a bright shade of red, her brows and jaw quivering as she whispered, "How many times...do I have to tell you? You shouldn't do these things...where people can see us..."
"Mmm...you're not wrong..."
Since his only intention had been to prevent Yaoyao from getting upset, Paul placed one final kiss on her lips before setting her down and asking, "What's up? I'm guessing you're looking for me...?"
Though she took a moment to stare at Paul with an upturned, pouty expression on her face, Yaoyao eventually replied, "Ningguang wanted to confirm the details with you one last time before your departure. You can find her in her office."
As she was still Ganyu's assistant, it wasn't uncommon for Yaoyao to act as a messenger. This time, however, Paul could see a hint of nervousness in the young woman's gaze as she attempted to send him on a wild goose chase. Klee and Esme had blabbed about the surprise going-away party when they were playing together, so he already knew someone would be waiting at Ningguang's office to send him elsewhere.
Since he had promised Klee he would play along and act surprised, Paul nodded his head and said, "Sure. I'll head right over. Thanks for coming all the way to tell me."&nbsp;
Relieved that Paul hadn't been able to see through her, Yaoyao exhaled an inaudible sigh of relief. Unfortunately for her, Paul had been something of a rogue his entire second life. The moment she adopted a smile and was about to excuse herself, Paul startled her by slamming his palm against the wall, mere centimeters away from her head as he leaned over her and whispered, "Afterward, how about we meet up in my room...? Just the two of us..."
"Hawawawaaa-"
Though she wanted nothing more than to scream 'yes' at the top of her lungs, Yaoyao knew everyone was waiting to spend one last night with Paul. She couldn't just betray everyone and keep him for herself...right?
Before Yaoyoa could make up her mind, Paul adopted a smile and said, "Something to look forward to when I return, then..." as he gently traced his finger over the location of her crest. Then, as Yaoyao leaned against the wall for support, her eyes following his departure, and goosebumps covering her arms and legs, Paul began his journey towards Ningguang's office...
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Upon reaching the door outside of Ningguang's office, Paul was greeted by a slender woman with short blue hair and golden eyes the moment he knocked. Her outfit resembled a dark-blue qipao with accents of gold and pale-blue waves creating a gradient near the hem. The fabric around her shoulders was a blue-tinged white, but the most prominent feature of the outfit was the triangular gap that displayed her modest cleavage and the 'very' high slit that ran up her thigh, nearly reaching her navel.
Adopting a cordial smile the moment she opened the door, Xingqiu said, "Ah, Master Paul. We have been expecting you." while inclining her body ever so slightly forward.
"We...?"
Instead of answering Paul's question, Xingqiu opened the door to reveal she wasn't the only person in Ningguang's office. A slender girl with pale, Cryo-blue hair and matching eyes was also present. Her outfit was nearly identical to Xingqiu's, but the colors were inverted, and she wore a dark-blue compression suit underneath. This created a pretty stark contrast to Xingqiu, who, as far as Paul could tell, was going commando.
Since Chongyun was one of only four girls he hadn't slept with yet, the other three being lolis, Paul immediately understood what was about to take place the moment Xingqiu opened the door.
Deciding to give the pale-haired woman a way out, Paul said, "We don't have to do this if it makes you uncomfortable..."
Shaking her head, Chongyun replied, "Thank you for your concern, but I'm fine. I've already delayed things long enough as is..."
To demonstrate her 'resolve,' Chongyun pulled aside the slit in her dress to reveal a rather incredible sight. Her compression suit was undoubtedly intended to protect against direct contact, but a hole had been sewn into the crotch area. It created a rather stark contrast between her incredibly fair skin and the navy-blue fabric covering most of her body.
Not wanting to squander Chongyun's resolve, Paul reached up to begin unbuttoning his tunic. When he did, Xingqiu stepped forward, her bright golden eyes slightly upturned as she said, "Please, allow me..."
Adopting a slightly wry smile, Paul replied, "Sure..." before spreading his arms slightly to make it easier to slip off his tunic. Xingqiu was one of the few people in her and Chongyun's situation who seemed unaffected by her change in gender. Even when Xiangling and Xinyan used to dress her up like a doll, she was rarely without a friendly smile on her face.
What Paul didn't expect was for Chongyun to come over and join Xingqiu in removing his clothes. She and Xingqiu were extremely close, so Paul imagined she was thinking something along the lines of not being able to stand by and watch as her friend did all the work.&nbsp;
Though Chongyun's actions were more than a little awkward, she didn't appear particularly nervous. Instead, she wore an expression reminiscent of Eula's, a mask of calm that was only slightly undermined by the shaking of her fingers.
Freeing Paul from his thoughts, Chongyun surprised him by whispering, "I have decided on my alias..."
"Oh...?"
Nodding her head, Chongyun lowered her gaze as she answered, "You can call me Yunyun..." in a meek tone of voice.
Though he was tempted to ask why she didn't just go with Yun, meaning cloud, Paul nodded his head and said, "It suits you." in a supportive tone.&nbsp;
Adopting the faintest of smiles, Chongyun, now Yunyun, replied, "Thanks. Xingqiu and my Aunt, Shenhe, helped me pick it..." in a soft tone.
"Ah..."
As the image of the silver-haired Adepti's Disciple appeared in his mind, Paul's not-so-little brother promptly stirred awake. Xingqiu removing his belt was part of the reason, but the rest was due to a memory of him slipping his hands into the conveniently placed gaps in Shenhe's outfit...
"Oh, my..."
As she had knelt down to remove Paul's trouser, Xingqiu got a face full of the rather sizeable tent he was pitching. A faint blush immediately spread through her cheeks before she looked up at Paul and tentatively inquired, "May I...?" in an entreating tone.&nbsp;
Nodding his head, Paul replied, "Of course..." in a quiet yet deep tone as he habitually placed his hand on Xingqiu's head. Then, as Yunyun's cat-like pupils contracted noticeably, Xingqiu pulled down Paul's boxer-like shorts before bringing her lips to the tip of his glans.
As Yunyun watched on with an expression of disbelief, Xingqiu gathered spit in her mouth as she began slowly bobbing her head, each movement bringing her mouth closer to the base of Paul's cock. That was more than enough to give Yunyun reason for pause, but Xingqiu was still just getting started as she stopped just long enough to comb back her bangs before slowly and resolutely drawing her face forward...
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After leaving Xingqiu and Yunyun in a state where they could only think about kissing one another, Paul made his way through the halls of the underground bunker with a wry smile as several girls turned their heads to follow him. He had only given himself a cursory cleaning after he had finished with the two friends, so a heavy aroma of sex followed him as he made his way towards his penultimate destination.
"Surprise~!!!!"
Upon speaking the password and entering into the showroom, Paul was 'surprised' to find nearly everyone he had summoned via the IOF waiting for him. He also spotted Amalie, Minne, and Lamilette in attendance, but that wasn't too unexpected. What did surprise him was how some of the girls were arranged...
"What the actual fuck...?"
With few exceptions, most of the girls had gathered to form a circle with their exposed asses pointing inward. A padded support beam had been erected for them to lean on, while some of the shorter girls had on heels or stood atop platforms to ensure their asses were aligned with everyone else. A platform similar to a dumbwaiter had been placed at the center of the circle, while Ningguang stood off to the side next to a roulette wheel marked with numbers and times.
After giggling in amusement at Paul's stupefied reaction, Ningguang went on to explain, "Before we proceed to the main event, we decided to play a little game to help you determine who would be accompanying you during your travels. It was apparent to everyone you were having a little trouble, so we came up with this method to keep things 'relatively' fair..."
Spinning the roulette wheel at her side, Ningguang waited for it to begin slowing before adding, "Starting from the woman of your choosing, we'll spin the wheel to determine the number of thrusts or the amount of time you have to release your seed inside of them. If the number is achieved or the time runs out, you have the option of moving counter or clockwise. So long as you continue moving in the chosen direction from start to finish, it doesn't really matter which."
With the roulette stopping on a slice depicting 3m, Ningguang's brows raised ever so slightly as she remarked, "Oh, my...three minutes at the very start? Someone is about to feel both lucky and frustrated...that is, assuming our Master wishes to play~?"
Since he really had been struggling to choose who would accompany him during his journey, Paul only hesitated for a short while before nodding his head and saying, "I'll play."&nbsp;
Though he could travel with as many people as he wanted, Paul had long decided to try and limit his travel companions to six people. With Ei, Jean, and Ghislaine being pseudo-permanent members of his Party, that meant there were only three slots still available, two if he considered his promise with Fischl.
Fortunately, though Paul couldn't quite believe it when he first heard the news, Barbara had accepted a mission from Ningguang to travel East and attend the Milis Academy For Girls. The purported reason was to have her learn more advanced Healing Spells, but Paul was fairly certain her actual objective was to track down, befriend, and protect Zenith...
Entering the circle of full, pert, perky, soft, and incredibly tempting butts, Paul took a moment to both admire and burn the sight into his eyes before approaching one of the smaller yet still tanalizing bottoms.
"Nyaaa~!?"
Though she had been wagging her butt to try and entice him, Diona didn't expect Paul to actually start with her. She knew this ultimately decreased her chances of being selected to accompany him, but her bottom just felt so 'lonely' when Paul was around and not inside of her.
Since it had already been decided that she would be accompanying Paul as a mode of transport, Ganyu was one of the few girls outside the circle. She also had a flawless internal clock, so it was her responsibility to keep track of the time and ensure the integrity of the game's rules.
Unfortunately for Diona, Paul generally took longer than three minutes to blow his load. He made an earnest effort, but Diona had actually shot herself in the foot by willfully tensing the muscles in her abdomen to try and stimulate him. She was already the tightest girl present, so Paul had to slow his movements quite a bit to avoid injuring her.
As much as he had overcome his trepidations towards petite and slender girls, seeing Diona's vagina beginning to turn inside out as it clung to him was more than enough reason to give Paul pause. Doujins made it out to be the apex of pleasure, but a spontaneous vaginal prolapse was actually on par with childbirth in terms of pain. At the very least, Lisa made sure to drill that knowledge into Paul's and Roxy's heads during their 'lessons'...
Moving on from Diona, Paul gave Razor an apologetic smile before moving in the opposite direction and positioning himself behind Xinyan's pert and perky brown bottom. While he had developed a fondness for Razor during their time up North, the roulette wheel just so happened to land on one of the two 'grand prize,' a total of 300 thrusts.
Though Paul had never kept track of the number of times he thrust before busting a nut, two hundred sounded like a lot. With his inordinate size and girth, it generally took around a second to execute a good, solid thrust. If his partner worked with him, they could average around 50-60 pumps per minute. More if he went 'beast mode.'
Feeling Paul grasp her waist, a bashful yet excited expression appeared on Xinyan's face. She was generally a very outgoing girl, even going so far as to prank people in the bath, but that all changed during sex. Instead of a brave and gutsy girl with a tantalizing skin tone and a fiery hairstyle, her character during sex was quiet and submissive. She seldom said anything, but her reactions were incredibly honest, and she would always, and Paul really did mean 'always,' do what she was told...
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After making the rounds, quite literally, it was decided that the final three members of Paul's Party would be Venti, Eula, and, thanks to her winning the 'jackpot' just after he was finished with Diona, Xinyan. The diminutive cat girl had left the tip of his dick feeling tender, so he didn't even make it a full 100 thrusts before painting Xinyan's insides, thighs, and chocolatey ass white.
What left Paul feeling a little speechless was the expectation he had to keep going until he reached the requisite number of thrusts. Thus, rather than cumming in her a single time, he ended up unleashing a second load into Xinyan's depths before finally moving on to Amber. Unfortunately for the latter, the roulette afforded her a meager ten thrusts before Paul had to move on. Yanfei, Yaoyao, and Kaeda(Kazuha) experienced similar luck before Paul eventually reached an ass that was wiggling even more than Diona's had been. He had already known who it belonged to before he got to it, but Paul would have been able to identify the greedy bottom even if its owner had been wearing a bag over her head.
"Ehe~."
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Though he wasn't even remotely surprised by Varuna's question, Paul asked, "You want to know what justice means to me...?
Nodding her head, Varuna continued to stare unblinkingly into Paul's as she slowly raised her right hand and explained, "I wish to know what kind of man the God of Boundaries chose to be our Champion. If your answer does not satisfy me..."
As Varuna allowed her words to trail, a harsh sound reminiscent of metal sliding against metal spread through the area as Ei flashed forward with her Musou no Hito-tachi drawn. Paul wasn't sure of the actual distance, but her blade appeared to stop less than a millimeter away from Varuna's neck as she practically growled, "This is not a situation where you can do as you please..."
Seemingly unbothered by Ei's actions, Varuna's expression remained calm as she said, "If the man chosen to by the Gods possesses a wicked heart, it would be better to let our world fade into oblivion. Ruining this world for a chance to restore our own...the only way our actions can be justified is if we do everything in our power to better both."
While continuing to stare into Paul's eyes, Varuna added, "So tell me, Paul Notos Greyrat. What is your version of justice...?"
Instead of immediately responding to Varuna's words, Paul took a moment to inspect his dampened clothes and the layer of moisture that covered his body. When Varuna raised her hand, water from the air had started to condense and swirl around him, Kokomi, and Mona. Ei's attack had rendered most of it inert while the rest was conveniently repelled by the two women at his flanks, each possessing Hydro Visions.
"Hmm..."
Though Varuna's attack should have made him more cautious, Paul felt more than confused than anything. There had been no hostility within her attack, so unless she was a complete psychopath who felt nothing when trying to kill people, the attack was more likely to put pressure on rather than harm him.
"Ah, fuck it..."
Adopting an inordinately serious expression that caused Varuna to narrow her eyes at him, Paul went on to surprise everyone present by answering, "Ass and tits." in a firm, ostensibly resolute tone.
While Venti suddenly erupted into laughter, Varuna did away with her mask of calm, a very clearly displeased expression on her face as she repeated, "Ass...and tits...that's your response?"
Shrugging his shoulders, Paul replied, "Your question is dumb, so I gave you an equally dumb answer. I mean, seriously, there are as many forms of justice as there are people in the world. Beyond that, there are societal notions such as social justice, economic justice, criminal justice, and even poetic justice. When it comes down to it, the 'justice' most people speak of is a convenient excuse at best and completely arbitrary the rest of the time."
Though it looked like Varuna was about to grab him by the shoulders and bite his head off, Paul tried to mimic the tone of his Ethics Professor from his previous life as he added, "The most meaningful form of justice is as a mirror for society. It's what brings us together, helps us identify right from wrong, and unifies us against outside threats. You want to know what kind of man I am? You won't find that out by asking asinine questions that only serve as an excuse to compare your idea of justice to others. That's what we call Absolute Justice. Not because it's better than any other kind, but because it's Absolute Bullshit."
"How dare you...!"
Unable to sit idle as Paul insulted her Goddess, Lyney picked up one of the many weapons littering the ground and attempted to charge at Paul from behind. What she didn't expect was for a wall of water to rise from out of nowhere, pushing her up and ensnaring her in a vortex as Varuna said, "I am not so feeble of heart and mind that I need others to express outright in my stead..."
Returning her attention to Paul, Varuna didn't seem to care that Ei's blade had pricked her neck as she said, "Though your choice of words leaves a lot to be desired, I am not incapable of seeing the reason within them. To that end, allow me to rephrase my question as such...what do you intend to do once you finish linking the two worlds? When the authority afforded to you as Champion no longer serves a greater purpose, will you cling to it or relinquish it without complaint?"
Rolling his eyes, Paul left Varuna feeling taken aback as he replied, "See, that's exactly what I mean. If you actually took the time to learn about me rather than basing your views on how people answer your questions, you would find that I've only ever used my authority a single time. Even then, it wasn't to serve any 'malicious' or 'wicked' ends. I just wanted to know the truth. Since then, I have never used my authority. If the God of the Boundaries wanted to take it away, she could shove it up her ass for all I care."
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Taking advantage of Varuna's silence, Zhongli elected to explain, "Before today's summoning, I was careful to inform our Master about the dangers posed by you and the Tsaritsa. I told him that, for the sake of protecting himself and others, he should be prepared to use his authority to compel your obedience. While I still believe that is the best course of action, it is clear he has chosen to adhere to his principles and stand his ground in a moral discourse. That should tell you everything you need to know about his character..."
Though her expression darkened when she heard Zhongli disclose her intentions to have Paul compel her obedience, Varuna didn't lash out. If what Zhongli said was true, it meant she had severely misjudged Paul's character. She had presumed that any mortal in his position would use their authority to basically do as they pleased. After all, she would have doubtlessly done the same...
"I see...then, at least for the time being, I will set this matter aside and observe for myself what kind of man our Master is. That being said..."
Meeting Ei's Electro Purple eyes with her glistening Hydro Blues, Varuna asked, "How much longer do you intend to hold your sword to my neck?"
Maintaining a look as cold and ruthless as the Electro-formed blade in her hands, Ei replied, "We are our Master's sword. Unless-"
Interrupting Ei's statement, Paul said, "It's okay, Ei. We may have gotten off to a rocky start, but I choose to believe that the person Lynette spoke so highly of is a respectable person. Once she integrates with our group and realizes what we're trying to accomplish, I believe she will become a powerful ally."
Though he was more or less talking out of his ass, this wasn't the first time Paul had gambled with his life. He wanted to believe he could reach the end of his journey without becoming the piece of she the IOF clearly intended him to be, so, even if Varuna or the Tsaritsa turned against him, he would rather fight them head-on than manipulate them against their will.
Some lines should never be crossed, not so long as a single other option remained...
After one last narrowing of the eyes, Ei allowed her Musou no Hito-tachi to dissipate. Instead of returning to where Yae and Klee were, however, she elected to remain close to Paul, ready and willing to protect him at a moment's notice.
Taking advantage of the momentary lully in the conversation, Venti, once again, attempted to make herself noticed by musing, "And thus concludes the heart-racing first encounter between the Champion, his loyal shadow, and a misguided Goddess of Justice. This will make a fine first chapter in our shared tale, the Ballad of the Broken Worlds."
Looking past Varuna, Paul met Venti's gaze before shamelessly lowering his eyes to her melon-sized breasts. That was a bit of an exaggeration, but it was the first thought that came to mind when seeing Venti's round and full breasts threatening to burst forth from her blouse.
Without minding Paul's gaze, Venti returned an ostensibly helpless smile as she said, "Now you notice me." while simultaneously crossing her arms in a manner clearly intended to display her assets.
Shaking his head, Paul risked incurring Varuna's displeasure as he firmly asserted, "Oh, trust me, I noticed you. In fact, you were one of the two Archons we were aiming for during tonight's summoning, so I was pretty stoked to see you pop out. No offense to you, Varuna."
Contradicting the mildly annoyed look on her face, Varuna replied, "None taken." in a borderline monotone. As for Venti, she adopted a natural smile and mused, "Oh? Am I finally entering my popular phase after a thousand years~?"
Returning a smile of his own, Paul replied, "Something like that." before looking toward Ningguang and saying, "Let's hurry and ob-well, that was fast..."
Seeing several stacks of parcels atop Katheryne's desk, Paul didn't have to ask to know what they were. Either Ningguang had told her to prepare them, or Katheryne had been listening when he expressed his intention to make a bulk purchase. Either way, he ended up forking over an additional 3600AGC, bringing his total expenses for the evening to a whopping yet tolerable 16,200AGC...
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Making good on his promise from earlier, Paul maintained a firm grip on Zhongli's hips as his own smacked into her ass with enough force to send ripples through her back and make her tits smack her chin. She wasn't the most reactive girl, silently enduring no matter how intense things got, but at least her expression was honest.
Though she was using a technique frequently employed by Adepti to limit their sensitivity to things like pleasure and pain, Zhongli's eyes had glazed over as a mildly distressed look replaced her usually stoic expression. She had severely misjudged just how sensitive her body was when stimulated by someone who knew what they were doing.
Feeling his climax building, Paul took Zhongli by surprise with a sudden position changing, turning her onto her side as he sat atop her left thigh and began to piston her from a different angle. He had told her they were going to continue until her eyes rolled toward the back of her head or she cried out in pleasure, so he watched her closely as he released his twelfth shot in the deepest regions of her perennially writhing vagina.
"Come on! I can't see your eyes properly if you close them! Where is the usually calm and collected Zhongli at, huh...!?"
Without waiting for a response, Paul adjusted his position before pulling Zhongli to sit astride his lap as he whispered into her ear, "I can't even count the number of opportunities I gave you to back out. Instead, you kept taunting and trying to goad me into action. Now, you have a body that's literally designed to take my cock. In other words, you're no longer just the Geo Archon. You're an extension of my hip...a sheathe perfectly suited to house my sword..."
Partially opening her amber eyes, Zhongli stared back at Paul with a hint of disbelief in her gaze. She knew she had effectively brought this upon herself, but the way Paul was behaving was so drastically different from anything she anticipated. She had mistakenly believed he would continue to do her from behind pretty much indefinitely, never saying a word from start to finish.
Further increasing Zhongli's confusion and disbelief, Paul took advantage of the fact she was facing him to steal her lips and slip his tongue into her mouth. He hadn't actually overcome his inhibitions towards the befuddled brunette; he just wasn't stopping to think. All of his focus was on fulfilling the objective he had set for himself, so, even if he had to keep fucking her for an entire week, he wasn't stopping until Zhongli had either cried out or passed out...
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Chapter 120: MI120: Prelude to Departure