Dao Divinity 2 Chapter 19 (Patreon)

Dar woke up pleasurably and looked down between his legs. Marcie lay between his legs, sucking him off with her eyes closed. The last thing he wanted to do was startle her, so he just propped his head up and watched.

She was clumsy, but any oral sex was a treat as far as he was concerned. It wasn’t just the physical pleasure, but a smidge of his own male ego loved the dominance that came from it.

He let out a grunt as she circled the head with her tongue, causing her to look up and see that he was awake.

For a moment she stopped and stared like a deer in headlights.

“Don’t stop, I’m close and you look lovely.” Dar took the moment to run his fingers through her brown hair.

“Mmfph.” She talked around his cock and went back at it with a gusto bobbing fast on his cock while her tongue dragged along the sensitive underside till he was forced to tap her head in warning for release.

But she didn’t slow down for a second all the way till he blew his load as she coughed, sputtering with seed dripping down her chin.

“Sorry Milord.” She struggled with the words between the cough.

“I should have warned you better. Here use the sheet.”

But before she could, Cherry and Sasha both barged out of his inner world.

Cherry took one look at Marcie and pulled her up for a kiss, licking his seed off her chin. “Delicious. Thank you for the breakfast treat Marcie.”

“Ye—eah.” Marcie stumbled, looking shocked as she stared between Cherry and Sasha.

Great, Dar had some explaining to do. It wasn’t exactly normal for two people to just appear around him.

Though Marcie’s hesitation was probably more to do with how bold Cherry had been. Both of the girls seemed to still be wound up from their activities in his inner world. They had been eager to explore the three of them together.

“You missed some on her chest.” Sasha pointed out, smiling. Cherry wiped it up with a finger, giving Marcie’s large chest a playful squeeze as she licked it off her fingers.

Marcie still stood there, looking a little shell-shocked at what was happening.

“Marcie, I’m sure you have some questions about where they just came from. If you stay a minute, I will help it make more sense.”

Cherry kissed him on the cheek. “See you in a few minutes, love.”

Both his women ducked out of the hut, leaving him to explain everything.

“Milord, w-where did they come from?”

Dar sighed, giving Marcie the full story of how he came to Granterra and a basic understanding of his inner world. But he ended his description by pulling out the dao fruit of quiet and explaining what he was offering her. Her eyes went wide.

“So, after all I just told you, do you want to become an immortal like me?” He held the fruit out, but Marcie didn’t take it.

Instead, she bowed her head, shaking it back and forth. “Milord, I cannot. This is far too precious.”

“I will be able to get more, and you have served our family well. The question is if you think you will stay with our family. Being an immortal will come with risks of its own. I want you to go in with your eyes wide open. We will do best if we stick together and protect each other and this secret for as long as we can. But you will be more powerful. You can be so much more than just our maid, Marcie.” Reaching his hand under his chin, he tilted her face up to look at him, making sure she saw the sincerity in his eyes.

Taking a deep swallow, she started to reach for the fruit, pausing for a brief moment before picking it up. “Thank you.” She took the fruit and ate it. A surprised look flashed across her face at the first bite, and she lost any hesitation. Dar tried to suppress the chuckle. The fruit was addictively sweet.

Once she devoured the fruit, she looked at Dar curiously. “I don’t feel that different.”

Dar stood, waiting, but nothing happened. He started wondering if he’d been wrong about how it would work. Maybe the enchantments on his body made the difference.

Deciding to try something else, he gave her his most confident smile and nodded like it was entirely expected. “Grab Amber and bring her here, and then we can do the next part together.”

Marcie nodded sharply and hurried out of the hut. Dar smirked, feeling just how unnaturally quiet she’d just been. He hoped he could make it work.

Marcie returned with a confused-looking Amber.

Dar had managed to get dressed in that time and smiled at her as he sat cross-legged, pulling out a fruit.

Amber snatched it out of his hand and bit into it. Letting out a delighted moan, she devoured the entire thing, not pausing for a moment.

“You didn’t even know what that was for.” Dar said, surprised at how quickly she’d downed it.

“Marcie said you were going to feed me a special fruit. Didn’t matter. I trust you. Tasty, but doesn’t feel special.”

Dar had them both sit down. “Okay, I’m going to describe something that might feel odd, but trust me. Sit down and cross your legs like me.”

Both of them complied, watching him closely.

“Now you both have a new dao, the dao of quiet. It isn’t anything grand, but it will start you both on the path of being an immortal like me.”

Still, they just nodded and listened to him. There wasn’t an ounce of doubt or hesitation in them as he spoke.

“I’m going to try to help you understand it, but I haven’t guided anybody through this before, so hang in there with me. Feel for the mana in the air; it is like a sixth sense, like hearing or smell. You’ll be able to sense it. Tell me when you can.”

He waited for a minute as they both closed their eyes. Marcie was first; he could feel the subtle pull of mana into her, and she gasped. Amber furrowed her brows. But it was only another minute later when she took a deep breath and the draw of mana started for her as well.

“Now, I need both of you to draw as much in as you can and simultaneously push as much as you can into your dao.”

Both of them started using their dao of quiet, and the world around them took on an unnatural stillness. Dar meant to explain more, but now realized that they’d be unable to hear him.

Focusing on his own dao of quiet, he cut through theirs and created a small channel for his voice to reach their ears. “Now I need you to draw in all the mana you can and push out. Use all this mana, not just to fuel your dao, but to change who you are. Picture yourself forming a reservoir behind your navel for mana and form channels that criss-cross your body. As you do, you may find yourself able to alter your body, make yourself stronger, faster. Feel free to strengthen yourself.”

Amber’s mouth moved with a question that he couldn’t hear. Instead, Dar started tracing the patterns for his channels on their backs as they both closed their eyes. Supernatural silence blanketed the hut.

He could feel the mana and the touch of the complete dao upon them as they blossomed into immortals. Though he felt that if he tried to touch it, to use that dao for himself that there would be disastrous consequences.

Waiting, until finally, he could feel the dao pass them all by, and Dar cut through their dao of quiet. It was difficult, but he overpowered their dao and was able to speak.

“You can open your eyes. It’s done.”

Marcie breathed deep. “I feel it now. It’s so beautiful.”

Amber cupped her breasts and looked at them for a moment before looking up at Dar with a smile. “Yes, I didn’t know this is what it felt like. I feel like I could go fight a boar!”

“You might even be able to. But first, you’ll need to learn how to fight. I know Samantha’s husband was going to work on training some of the guards into a real regiment; you two could go by and try to practice with them. I’d suggest at least learning how to use a sword.”

“Yes, Milord.” Amber nodded, excitement clear on her face.

Marcie bowed low. “Milord, can we now swear oaths like the ancient races?”

“Yes. In most ways, you are now an ancient. I can swear oaths, too. But please don’t feel any pressure.”

Ignoring the last part of his statement, Marcie started talking more firmly than he’d ever heard her speak. “I, Marcie, swear upon my dao to serve you for the rest of my life.” She touched her head to the ground.

Amber jumped forward and followed Marcie’s lead. “I swear upon my dao to serve you.”

“Really, I don’t require any of that from either of you.” Dar sighed. It was too much, but he was also flattered. He just hoped that the fact that the fruits were so valuable hadn’t been why they had done it; he wanted them to genuinely want to be a part of their growing family.

Amber paused. “Milord, will you be giving anyone else these fruits?”

“The number is limited for now. But, your father is one of my most trusted people here. I’ll give him a fruit later.”

Amber’s face lit up at his statement. “Thank you, Milord!” Licking her lips, she eyed him up and down. “Is there any way I could serve you right now?”

Dar laughed. “Sorry, Marcie beat you to it this morning.”

Amber spun around, grabbing Marcie by the shoulders and pulling her into a hug with a kiss on her cheek. “Finally! I’m so proud of you! How was it?” Amber pulled back, looking between Marcie and Dar.

Marcie only blushed and bowed her head. Murmuring, “It was nice.”

Dar moved towards the door. “We should get going. We have a lot to do today.”

“Yes, Milord!” They both snapped to attention and headed out of the hut.

As they were about to step back, Dar realized he hadn’t clarified the need to keep quiet. “Wait! You are to tell no one about what happened this morning, or any of my secrets.”

Amber’s brow furrowed, and she looked a bit wounded. “You needn’t have commanded that.” Marcie nodded with her.

Dar instantly felt guilty. He should have known they’d be loyal and Cherry’s worries were unfounded, but he also knew that there was truth to what Cherry said. Word would get out, and they would become targets.

Following them out, he saw a group already crowding around eating breakfast. The sunrise had crested the horizon, and workers were already chipping away at the massive log. It was almost starting to look vaguely boat shaped. But Dar knew hollowing the inside might be the longest task.

“Morning, Hunk.” Amelia called, waving her fingers as he sat down.

“You look positively lovely today.” Dar meant it. She had her white hair braided over her shoulder with a few crystals of salt decoratively woven into it, catching the warm light of the sunrise.

Amelia smiled through her blushing cheeks. “Thank you.”

“You look lovely as well, Mika.” The nereid had braided shells into her hair, although they were not quite as intricately woven in as Amelia’s salt; Mika couldn’t manipulate shells like Amelia could salt.

Dar took another look around the morning breakfast group and realized Neko was missing. “Amber, could you grab Neko and I something for breakfast? I’m going to go make sure she’s okay.”

At Amber’s nod, Dar headed off to find Neko. He spotted her in a tangle of her own clothes and shook his head. “What am I going to do with you?”

“Dar?” Neko looked up and smiled, happy to see him. Then she looked back at her situation with a frown.

Dar picked her up and helped her remove all the misplaced arm and leg holes from her before setting it back on her properly. “I know, Sasha makes clothes a little complicated. I’m just surprised you didn’t tear them yet.”

“You like them.” She said simply.

“That I do.” Dar helped her into the tight fitted trousers. They weren’t that different from a pair of skin-tight jeans. Around her chest was a silk top that also provided support.

Neko looked stunning, and Dar couldn’t help himself. Scooping her up, he carried her out of the hut.

At first, Neko responded with a small growl of surprise, but soon she was cuddling into him and enjoying the ride.

“That pussy cat is so lucky.” Amelia said as they passed by. “Maybe I should go fight and get injured.”

“If you go fight and don’t get injured on purpose, I’ll treat you the same for a day.” He offered.

Amelia’s eyes shined as she smiled wide. “Deal. Remember that deal, Hunk.”

Marcie brought over a stump and Amber set down two bowls within Dar’s reach as he settled Neko down on his lap and used one hand to put the bowl to her lips.

“You know, she’s milking this for all the attention she can.” Cherry offered. The cat girl in his arms at least looked a little guilty.

“Is that true Neko?” He asked.

She looked away but spoke. “Yes.”

“Thank you for being honest.” He kissed the side of her head and offered the bowl of grits again. “I don’t hate doing this, but tonight you’re going to feed yourself.”

“Yes.” She bobbed her head rapidly and drank the offered breakfast.

“He isn’t even mad.” Amelia huffed. “Is there anything you won’t just shrug off?”

“Is it worth getting mad over simple things? Like I said, I don’t mind doting on Neko one bit. In fact, I kind of like it.”

Sasha cleared her throat. “When the ettercap attacked Neko, Dar lost it.”

Amelia made a big O with her mouth. “Got it.”

Dar gave Cherry a questioning look. Something was happening here that was going over his head. She shook her head. Which meant either she didn’t know or wasn’t going to tell him now.

“So, what’s everyone up to today?” Dar tried to keep the conversation going.

“Salt, and more salt.” Amelia shrugged, trying to hide a smirk. “But I get to see this lovely man enter and exit my cave all day, so it’s worth it.”

“More fishing for me.” Mika said. “They aren’t thinning out any, so the Bell River could give us fish for a long time.”

“Good. It’s probably one of the best places to get meat in the winter. Which reminds me, I’ve been meaning to ask. How are you in the cold water?” Dar paused, wondering if it bothered her.

“Uh, cold?” Mika asked, confused. “I’m not swimming once there’s ice at the edge of the river.”

Dar nodded. It made sense, but he was hoping she might be able to tolerate the cold water more easily. “Cherry, you’re back to the field today?”

“Yep. What about you?”

Dar scratched his chin, trying to figure out what needed his attention the most. The village probably needed him to drop a few more foundations into place, but Bart also needed to speed up his men into building the tops of the homes. Did it make sense for him to keep dropping the foundations if Bart couldn’t keep up, or could he start on another project?

“I think I might try to make some more containers for food storage, or a few other enchantments I’ve been thinking of. Actually, it’s about time I tried to make a few heaters to sell in case another river boat comes by.”

Before Dar could ask, Sasha answered his next question. “Neko will be with me. We are going to work on enchanting tools for the woodcutters.”

Looking around, Dar asked the group. “Mika, Amelia and Neko, would you be willing to swear an oath to keep my secrets?”

Mika and Amelia swore it in a heartbeat, while Neko required some coaching.

He pulled out three fruits from behind his back and gave one to each. “Eat them.”

Neko did in a heartbeat. The other two watched her for a second before eating the fruits themselves.

“How?” Mika asked, her eyes wide.

“For now, I’ll keep that quiet. But hopefully I’ll have more later.”

Amelia licked her fingers slowly, watching Dar. “You get more mysterious by the day, hunk. Are you sure I can’t entice you just yet?”

“We already discussed that. The rest of us have also eaten that particular fruit, and so have Amber and Marcie.”

That caused Amelia’s brows to shoot up. “They are like you then? An immortal?”

“Yes.” Dar answered. “I hope that we might have more than a few immortals in this village before the end of the winter.”

Amelia and Mika seemed to have so many questions, while Neko began using her quiet dao immediately, crouching low and pretending to pounce on prey silently. Dar held up his hand to pause Amelia and Mika. “For now, we need to get to work. Hearthway won’t build itself.”

Dar went into the cave and hauled out several stone carts, making an alcove for himself to work. Then he got started pulling several large chunks of granite from the cave wall and shaping them in his hands to a square with a flared base. That way, it didn’t tip over. Once he finished, he carved the rising part of them with a large dao character for heat.

The character would serve as the heating element, but he still needed to adjust it so that the dao didn’t get expressed on the base. He didn’t want to burn anybody’s home down as he attempted to keep them warm.

Working to morph them slightly more, Dar added a flared shelf that would hopefully draw off and disperse heat coming down from the heating element.

Once he finished that, he made a dial-like that connected to more conditionals, leading to the rune. It wasn’t exactly like a dial; he didn’t have a spring that he could use. But the piece could lift and be shifted between slots. Which slot it was in determined the strength of the heating element.

Dar sat, testing it a few times to make sure it was working. Once he was satisfied, Dar studied it, working to solidify the image in his mind.

Setting it down, he moved over to the wall, keeping the image in his mind. He pulled another ball of granite from the wall and more quickly formed it into a heater, like the first.

It went much faster than he’d expected to craft after completing the first. In no time, he’d crafted multiple heaters. Dar finally paused in what he was doing to study the surrounding area.

Amelia had settled into her spot again, salt circling her body. Past her, the light of day was still strong enough that Dar estimated that it was likely close to noon.

Looking back, Dar looked at the space he’d cleared out and suddenly had an idea. Taking that space and filling it with granite, he shifted the stone to create pocket behind him and started molding a home into the back of the cave.

Wanting it to not just be a stone box, Dar first made an archway with two columns decorated with a braided pattern. Satisfied, he started scooping out the floor to an even plane and crisscrossing it to look like tile, until there was a reasonably large entryway in front of him.

Wiping his brow, Dar could feel that his mana was running low. He started to meditate, but it wasn’t long before he was interrupted.

“Boss, there’s been a river boat spotted coming from the north. Wood cutter just came in to report it.”

Dar quickly got up from his meditation. “Alright. I’ll be out by the river shortly.”

Dar had only made three of the heaters, but he wanted to save one to keep copying from. Picking the two up, he found a wheelbarrow and started to cart them out towards the river.