Mushoku Impact

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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"Are you sure about this? You can still come with us..."
With her head nestled against Paul's chest and a gentle smile on her face, Fischl nodded and softly replied, "It's okay, Paul. Amber, Diona, Betty, and I have all agreed to form a Party. I'm not alone anymore..."
"Haaa..."
Following one final sigh, Paul reluctantly released Fischl from his embrace. She had clearly made up her mind before including herself in the circle, so pressing any further would be tantamount to spitting in the face of her resolve.
"See you around, Mein Prinzessin..."
With a smile that pierced directly through Paul's heart, Fischl squinted her eyes and replied, "Make haste, Mein Champion. So that you may return to me even one second sooner..."
Unwilling to contain himself, Paul rewarded Fischl's words with a kiss. In the process, he seriously considered simply abducting her but ultimately decided against it. Instead, he punctuated their embrace with a pinch on the butt before running away as she glared at him with an insincere pout...
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"See what I mean? Having me along isn't so bad. At least you needn't feel so sad~"
"If you're going to keep rhyming, I'm throwing you off..."
"Ehehe~"
After climbing atop Ganyu and giving her permission to depart, Paul was prepared to crouch low and cling tightly to her incredibly soft fur. Instead, there was virtually no wind pressure as Venti casually controlled the wind to flow around them. This allowed Ganyu to speed up drastically, but Paul was still a little upset as Venti was, at the very least, partially responsible for Fischl being left behind.&nbsp;
Despite her 'disarming' appearance, Venti was practically a Succubus in the bedroom. She could manipulate the Anemo Element within her body to create literal suction with her vagina, so doing her was like having sex and getting a monster blowjob at the same time. It was one of the most pleasurable things Paul had ever experienced, but he couldn't help feeling as though Venti had cheated the other girls out of a chance to accompany him...
"Try to look on the bright side. With me in your Party, our travel time has been cut in half. You also have the greatest Bard in all the lands to regale you with tales of heroism and serenade you with songs of love. And if that isn't enough, I can also..."
As she was seated immediately to Paul's left, Venti moved her hand along his thigh with an upturned expression on her face. This would typically be more than enough to put Paul in the mood, but the truth of the matter was that Venti had been on him like a rabbit in heat ever since her summoning. The girl was a literal nympho, so much so that she had given birth to three Seelies in the span of five weeks...
Grabbing Venti's wrist, Paul's expression morphed into a deadpan as he flatly declared, "We're not having sex on Ganyu's back..."
Clicking her tongue audibly, Venti retracted her hand before adopting a radiant smile as she said, "That's a shame. It's not every day you get the opportunity to do it while flying through the sky. I suppose we'll have to wait until we touch down then..."
Though Venti's 'confidence' made him a little annoyed, Paul didn't refute her words. As much as the buxom Archon annoyed him, she was currently the woman he looked forward to fucking the most. Something about her 'honest' nature made her nearly impossible to resist as she didn't even try to put on pretenses. She just enjoyed fucking and fooling around together.
Seeing Paul remain silent, a soft chuckle emanated from Venti's throat as she nestled closer to him. Her behavior earned her stares from the other girls, but she didn't particularly mind. They could have sat next to Paul if they really wanted, but they were trying to be considerate of the girls that wouldn't be able to squeeze in. Venti didn't believe in such sentiments, so she readily took advantage of Paul's empty flanks to snuggle up next to him. His warmth made her feel relaxed, and it sure as heck beat flying in silence...
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With Ganyu being able to pick up speed to nearly 300kmp/h, it took less than an hour for Paul's group to reach the fortress linking the Strife Zone and the Milbots Region through a spacious underground tunnel.
Paul had initially expected the underpass to be like the escape tunnels his father had made him practice running through as a child. Instead, he was greeted with a perfectly smooth and cylindrical tunnel that resembled the subway tunnels of his past life. There were multiple railways present, and, according to Ganyu, it was an average of 14m wide and 283km long...
Though she had to reduce her size and be careful not to scrape the roof with her horns, Ganyu was able to run through the underground railway system after getting clearance from the growing community of Dwarves maintaining it.&nbsp;
Since the Dwarves had been corralled into a single stretch of the Blue Dragon Mountain Range nearly 400 years prior, Ningguang was able to convince the Ore God to send over more than sixty skilled artisans and metalworkers in exchange for allowing them to establish a settlement in relative secrecy. She had used her life as leverage in the contract, so he eventually agreed after seeing how quickly Zhongli could create tunnels and erect entire buildings in seconds.
Though he had been apprised of her plan to establish Liyue on the coast, Paul was unaware that Ningguang was planning to convert the Strife Zone into a haven for all races. Paul had once given her an idealized description of his home country, the United States, so she had promptly decided that if she were going to create a nation, it might as well incorporate elements of the Seven Major Nations and the US. That way, everyone could feel at home even when they were entire worlds apart...
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After a mere three-hour journey, Paul began to notice familiar landmarks despite being hundreds of meters in the air. He was briefly tempted to ask Ganyu to land but knew he could always take in the scenery once he had met with his parents, siblings, and, most importantly, his kids.&nbsp;
Feeling a faint trembling in Paul's body, Venti's expression softened as she squeezed his hand and whispered, "It'll be fine. Things might be a little awkward initially, but the bond between parent and child is one of the most powerful. You never willfully abandoned them, so you need not feel guilty for missing the first few years of their life..."
Though he could have done without Venti's final remark, Paul returned a smile as he stared off toward the horizon. It was still a little difficult for him to reconcile the fact he was the father of two kids, but he believed everything would work out so long as he made an effort...
With such thoughts on his mind, Paul did his best to appear calm even as a familiar estate came into view a few minutes later. A loud ringing sound began to echo as the sentries stationed around the region took notice of Ganyu's approach, but there was no way they could shoot her down with conventional bows and weapons. A Saint-Ranked Mage tried to scare her away with a violent bolt of electricity, but it completely missed its mark as she flew over the defensive line and left them well in her wake.
As if more than a few seconds of silence would kill her, Venti adopted a cheeky smile as she playfully inquired, "Think we should have written a letter to inform them of our arrival~?"
Though he actually thought it was a pretty good idea, Paul rolled his eyes before saying, "We're about to land. Things should settle down once they realize who we are, but I'll be relying on you to create a barrier to ward off any stray spells or arrows.
"Sure, sure, leave it to me~!"
Since Paul had been supplying her with an abundance of 'energy' these past few weeks, Venti felt like she could even produce a hurricane if she pushed herself. She would never perform such a destructive act willfully, but it didn't change the fact she could.
As Ganyu drew closer to the ground, a luminous green tempest began to swirl around her. There were no attacks incoming, but Venti continued to channel more energy into the barrier as it was a convenient excuse to get Paul to pamper her once things settled down. He might act standoffish at times, but she knew he liked spending time with her.
Due to the invisible barrier surrounding the Estate, Ganyu was forced to land outside the fortress-like walls. Qilin's actually possessed the innate ability to pass through such obstructions, but the same couldn't be said for the people riding on her back.&nbsp;
The moment Ganyu landed, a group of soldiers began firing ballista at her while those with more superhuman attributes charged over with the intent to encircle her. Paul immediately spotted Sword Saint Earhart, his father's personal bodyguard, amongst the group, so he promptly called out to the man, shouting, "Sword Saint Earhart! Dual Saint Paul Greyrat and his Party have come to pay respects to the Lord of the Region. Stay your hand...!"
Though he didn't immediately recognize Paul due to the rather extreme changes in his appearance, Earhart raised his hand to compel his men to stand down. The presence of Ganyu made him more than a little nervous, but Paul's group had yet to actually attack. That was enough of a reason to, at the very least, hear them out.
As the barrier around Ganyu dissipated, Paul held up the sword his father had given him what now felt like a lifetime ago. It had been reforged twice since then, but the scabbard and, more importantly, the engraved seal of House Notos was still intact.
Furrowing his brows, Earhart tentatively approached Paul to get a better look at the seal. He had recognized the sword and scabbard the moment Paul held them up, but there was still a chance it was a forgery. The thing that settled the matter was the seal's reaction to the ring hanging around Earhart's neck.
Resisting the urge to kneel and immediately apologize, Earhart forced a frown as he narrowed his steely blue eyes and said, "You appear to be telling the truth...very well, I shall inform the Lord and Lady of your arrival. Whether or not they will see you, however, is up to them..."
Though he knew there was absolutely no chance of his Lord turning Paul away, Earhart still had to pretend to treat him coldly. Paul might not have been chased out of his home, but he was still an exile. If they gathered to celebrate his return like a hero, word would quickly reach the Captial. The King probably wouldn't care, but the First Prince would invariably make a big deal out of it.
Understanding what was going on, Paul simply nodded his head and said, "The my companions and I can only hope the Lord is in favor of receiving guests. Before that, I imagine your people will wish to process us? I don't particularly mind, but please inform them to keep their hands honest..."
Looking past Paul, Earhart noticed that every member of the former Lordling's entourage was among the most beautiful women he had ever seen. It wasn't difficult to imagine some of his less exemplary men trying to take liberties with them, so Earhart quickly nodded his head and said, "We'll have a group of Maids conduct their search. Rest assured, no harm will befall them under my watch..."
Though it didn't quite reach his eyes, Paul returned a friendly smile as he proffered forth his decoy sword. He knew Earhart would do his best, but Ningguang had informed him that there were at least twenty-three plants among the Estate's guards. They were mostly footsoldiers and choreboys that weren't allowed on the Estate grounds, but they were still loyal to the First Prince.
"That's great to hear, Sir Earhart. After all, even my weakest ally is a Fire Saint-Ranked Mage. I wouldn't want your men to lose their lives or limbs over a 'misunderstanding'..."
As the rumors of Paul's Party being comprised entirely of Saints had long reached the Milbots Region, Earhart didn't doubt the former's words in the slightest. Thus, after accepting Paul's sword, he quickly ordered someone to send for a specific Maid, a young, maroon-haired woman that Paul was intimately familiar with...
"Lilia..."
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"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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Chapter 121: MI121: Roulette