Dragons, Decay, and Too Many Legs 9 (Patreon)

Since Yumi was in the kitchen fixing breakfast, we only had time for a quickie. Nevertheless, I made sure to fill Kaede before sending her to the bathroom while I went out to the main living area. First thing I saw as I walked out: Yumi bent over as she looked for a pan. Tempting as it was to take her right then and there, I managed to resist and sat at the table.

“Pans are in the right cupboard,” I told Yumi as I sat down, making her jump slightly.

Just to be sure, I pointed to the right spot when she turned to look at me. Following my finger, she pulled out a pan and set it on the stove. Within a few moments, some of the tension left her as she puttered about the kitchen, fixing toast and eggs.

Kaede soon came out, and I pulled her to sit in my lap as she walked by. She gave me a worried look, but I met her concern with a firm gaze. Seeing the order in my eyes, she leaned back against my chest, even as my right hand played with her breast. Soon enough, I felt her nipple hardening under my hand, and a check with my other hand found her folds wet enough.

Slipping my cock into her, I made sure to watch Kaede’s face, even as her folds gripped and massaged my length. Her eyes were locked on her mother, even as she bit her lip to try to stem any moans from my ministrations. Cute. Let’s see how well she can hide it. While my right hand pinched, rolled, and teased her nipple, my left began to rub at her nub even as I slowly fucked her.

Normally, Kaede would be making a number of various soft sounds. Moans, gasps, mewls, and the like. Right now? She was breathing heavily but that was it. I was impressed, as she was clamping down on my dick even harder than she did when we normally had sex. Seems someone was into a little exhibitionism. Good to know, I’d have to take her to the movies so we could fuck in the back some time.

But that was for another time, right now, I had a hot teen in my lap that needed a good fucking. So, as Yumi turned around with a plate in hand and she realized what was happening, I picked up the pace. Pushing back from the table, I stood up, making Kaede’s hands fly out to brace herself on the dining table. Seeing that the jig was up, Kaede stopped holding in the noises that welled up out of her.

“Kaede-chan? Ophioc-sama?” Yumi asked, her voice filled with shock and mortification.

“Relax,” I told her as my hands went to Kaede’s hips and I started to jackhammer into her. “Set the plate down on the table, and get down under your daughter.”

It took Yumi a moment to parse what I said, but her eyes widened as she realized what I wanted. Her eyes darted from Kaede’s pleasured face, to mine, to where our hips were joined and making the loud, wet claps of flesh on flesh. Her mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water, before she hesitantly set the plate on the table and slowly crawled under the table.

Sure enough, I felt a wet tongue licking along my length as it slid in and out of the tight teen twat. A squealed, “Kaa-chan!” from Kaede told me she was also giving her daughter some attention. Good, because I was close to my limit. My fingers dug into Kaede’s hips, my pace picking up speed as I fucked her with a relentless fury, before I buried myself as deep into her pussy as I could and came.

“KAA-CHAN!” Kaede screamed as she shook and twitched, cumming around my dick even as I flooded her with my baby batter. Mental note, do something nice for Yumi. Like giving her another baby. As my orgasm came to a close, I pulled out of Kaede and gently guided the still twitching girl to sit on the floor.

Turning to Yumi, I tapped her shoulder to get her attention. Once she was looking at me, I pointed to the pearly dollop leaking out of Kaede’s snatch, “Don’t let any of it go to waste.”

Again, Yumi hesitated, before crawling over and leaning her head down to her daughter’s pussy. Laying flat on the floor, the only stitch of clothing on her being a red and white checkered apron that did nothing to hide the globes of her ass, she was far too enticing a sight to pass on. Straddling her thighs, I pulled her cheeks apart, and ran a finger over her lips. Still dry, but I was slick with both my and Kaede’s cum, so it should be enough in the beginning.

Yumi’s body stiffened as I slid into her pussy, but she kept eating out Kaede. As I expected, it was dry, and despite having given birth and how much action it had to have gotten in the last few weeks it was still tight. Not as tight as Kaede, but it’s hardly a fair comparison. Regardless, it had been ages since I’d fucked a girl pronebone.

Her ass rippled as I slammed in, and soon her pussy was wet enough I didn’t have to hold back in pounding her into the floor. At the same time, Kaede’s hands threaded through her mother’s hair, her hips rising to meet the tongue and fingers licking and probing her. The moans and whimpers from Yumi and Kaede made me smirk as I brought a hand down to spank the ass in front of me, making Yumi squeal into Kaede’s pussy.

“That’s it,” I said in encouragement. “Let go, enjoy it.”

Kaede said something in Japanese, I have no idea what, but it certainly sounded hot. The fact that she pulled her mother’s head deeper into her pussy as she did certainly helped with that. Yumi couldn’t say anything, what with her face being buried in her daughter’s muff, but the moans she was making certainly said enough about how she felt about my dick in her.

Despite having just cum, the whole situation was way too hot. With a goan, I drove my cock as deep into the MILF as I could. Reaching under her, my fingers dug into the soft, pillowy flesh of her glorious tits as I came.

As we basked in the afterglow, I gently patted Yumi on the shoulder. Giving the MILF a thumbs up as I sat in the chair, I made sure to tell her, “No more birth control. I want to make you pregnant.”

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“Same offer,” I said as I hosed down Sophia and fed her more goodberries.

“Go fuck yourself,” she snarled, though it was lacking her earlier edge.

“Alright, see you in twelve hours. Boys! Have fun!”

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I was almost to the hospital to check on Taylor when the world went sideways. My back slammed against brickwork, the impact of my head against the wall making dust cover me. If it weren’t for the distributed nature of my fungal nervous system, I’d probably have a concussion from that, or worse.

“What the fuck did you do to my sister?!” a furious girl demanded, blonde hair around her head still whipping around as I pushed myself to my feet and an increased number of spores started leaking from me.

My throat tightened minutely before relaxing, and I answered, “I have no idea what you’re on about. Pretty sure you’re the only blonde I’ve seen lately.”

Blonde stared at me like I was an idiot, “My sister’s Panacea you dumbass! Whatever you did to her she’s been in a daze, so you’re going to undo whatever it was. Whether that’s before or after I kick your ass for messing with my sister is up to you.”

I blinked in confusion. I hadn’t seen Panpan at all since I got dumped here, so how… the hospital, I must have bumped into her and not realized it. If her power worked the way I remembered, she got a full blast reading on me. Including the fact that I don’t have a…

My musings were cut short as I reflexively ducked under Blonde’s hook. Right, contemplate the consequences of Panacea knowing I’m a mushroom man later, fight now.

“Look Barbie, I didn’t do anything to your sister,” I said as I redirected a jab away from me.

“Bullshit! Fix it!”

I flinched back, and was confused as to why before realizing it: her Master aura. Snarling, and feeling my lycanthropic blood boiling at being forced to feel fear, I stopped playing defensive and lashed out. Not with my fists, but with the necrotic energies at my command. Her eyes widened in shock as her hands flew to her chest, clutching at the fabric of her shirt as the spores she’d inhaled burned with energies not meant for the living.

“Hæbbe hwæðre,” I hissed, her body freezing in place even as the burning in her lungs faded. “I’ll give you this warning: don’t come after me again. Next time, I won’t be so kind.”

I had considered just heading out with that, but seeing the glare in her eyes decided a little humiliation is in order. A minute later, Glory Girl’s PHO had half a dozen pictures from various angles of her face down/ass up in a grimy alleyway with all sorts of captions, my favorite being “I went to kick a ruggedly handsome man’s ass, now I want him to have his wicked way with me.”

I imagine that’ll keep her off my back for a while, if only to avoid a repeat performance. Assuming she isn’t grounded for life. Anyway, with that distraction taken care of, it was time to get back to my buggy future partner/henchgirl. I had plans for her, and the fact that I’d taken a crossbow bolt for her had to be worth at least a few brownie points.

Entering the hospital, it didn’t seem like news about Glory Girl had quite broken yet, or if it had the people around me weren’t talking about it. Odd, it never worked that way in the stories… and I think I just answered my own unasked question. Shrugging it off, I made my way into Taylor’s room to see her sitting in the hospital bed, her gaze slow, unfocused, and uncomprehending, but awake and aware (to a point).

Sitting opposite her, was a gangly beanpole of a man who was at least a foot taller than I was. As soon as he saw me, he got out of the chair and all but ran over to me, “Thank you. I saw what happened yesterday, I can’t thank you enough for saving my daughter. If you ever need anything, just say the word.”

Well, this plan for getting an in with the Docks just finished a lot earlier than I’d anticipated. Still, I could use this, and not just for the Docks, “It was the right thing to do, but do you know why Shadow Stalker tried to kill your daughter? I thought she was a Ward.”

He blinked, before his body tensed with contained fury, “A Ward tried to kill my daughter? Oh I’m going to be having words with a few people. If you’ll excuse me.”

I bit back a smirk as he all but stormed out, either he’d actually get something done and put pressure on the PRT, or he’d waste a lot of time and leave Taylor alone. Either way worked for me. Turning back to the barely conscious girl in the bed, I walked over and quietly cast another healing spell, putting more oomph into it than I had been.

As the magical energies sank into her body, I could almost see the damage to her brain from the overload of information her power gave her being repaired. After the last of the spell’s energies were spent, she blinked a few times, before her gaze turned to me.

“I… recognize you…” she said, her voice confused.

“I’m the one who got you out of the locker and brought you here,” I told her. “My roommate saw what happened and called me. As soon as she told me, I ran over as fast as I could.”

She stared at me with narrowed eyes, a faint hint of buzzing in the air, “Who are you and what do you want from me?”

Holding up my hands, I leaned back, “Sorry, didn’t mean to upset you.”

“No one does anything in Brockton Bay just because. And you didn’t answer my questions.”

“Fair enough. My name’s a bit odd, so just call me O. As for what I want… I’m part of a group looking to expand our roster, so I had my roommate keeping an eye out while she was at school. Then I found out who your father is, and well… it’s always nice to have favors.”

“You’re part of a gang.”

“Depends on what you consider to be a gang. I prefer to look at it as a group preparing for when the last holdouts of the old era stop clinging to relevancy. Sooner or later, whether by the Endbringers or by capes, the old nations will fail. The presence of powers fundamentally changed the world, the establishment swamps just haven’t let go yet.”

“Get out.”

The earlier sounds of buzzing picked up, and I could see a bunch of wasps pressed against the window. Nodding, I stood and walked towards the door before pausing. Grabbing a pen and a small scrap of paper, I jotted down my phone number and left it on the desk, telling the glaring Taylor, “If you ever want to talk, about anything, here’s my number.”

With that, I walked out. I honestly wasn’t expecting to make a lot of headway with getting Taylor on my side yet, she’d been burned too many times by too many people to trust easily. Like the old phrase said, baby steps.