The Gamer Chapter 1605 – Raid and Adventures 2 – Planning Session (Patreon)

“You say the boring things happen first and then you all just start stripping,” Lulu observed with more than a slightly amused undertone. Indeed, save for Ehtra, everyone in the room was now naked. The First of Hatred was also the only one not to sit down on the couch, instead leaning, eyes closed and arms crossed, against the wall right next to one of the three doors leading into the living room.

Lulu had, expectedly, pulled right along with everyone else taking their clothes off. She hadn’t even questioned it until it was all done.

“Just because the topic is dry doesn’t mean we have to be,” John said, then hummed to himself. “That sounded better in my head.”

“Point tiger is making: come here,” Rave said and patted her fiancé’s lap. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, Lulu shimmied her way across the U-shaped couch, getting felt up by many a haremette in the process.

“Not like that,” John chided her softly when she straddled his hips. He turned her around, making sure she was facing the harem and that his cock remained accessible for Nathalia.

The dragoness had crawled across and now took his cock in her mouth. She glided down his length and, at the same time, Lulu half-laid on John’s slouched chest. His arms did all that was necessary to steady her position. One set of fingers found their way to her petite chest, teasing and squeezing her left nipple. The second set travelled to her sacred place, the virgin hole that may have been the most valuable of its kind on Earth at this time.

Audibly panting, Lulu stared at the way the redheaded goddess sucked on his cock, then moaned when his fingers curved into her. “Do you remember what I did to you, little jade?”

“Little jade?” Lulu moaned, a bit of amusement ringing in her otherwise lust-consumed tone.

“I’m testing pet names for you,” he confessed, then nibbled on her earlobe. “Do you remember?”

“Yes, Master,” Lulu answered, now fully engrossed in the situation. “I remember your cock in my throat, making me cum harder and more frequently than I could ever imagine… mhhmmmmm… I tried to feel that aga-i-nhnnn, but I just cahnnn’t… without you.”

John considered for a brief moment to edge her, but she had already been robbed of their engagement during the payment of tribute. A good Master was one that was cruel in the proper doses.

Carefully, he probed her for sensitive spots. He remembered, from their stay in the strip club, where to push, but it was best to learn more. When his fingers brushed over a spot on the roof of the shallow of her pussy, Lulu’s breathing hitched, then the held air was released as a high-pitched squeak.

Focusing on that spot, John upped the intensity and speed, until Lulu’s panting turned into loud moaning – then, quivering silence. “Harder, cum for me, Lulu,” John ordered her and the imperial tomboy turned into a spasming mess. Physical and submissive orgasms overlapped, her walls pressing on his fingers. Pussy juice overflowed, dripping down on Nathalia’s face. The redhead groaned deeply, the sound reverberating around the cock down her throat.

“Simple rule of the harem,” Rave purred into Lulu’s other ear, “when one of us has had some time away, she always gets pampered. You’d be getting double penetrated and kissed until ya get all dizzy from the lack of air under other circumstances.” The first of the harem’s finger trailed down from the submissive tomboy’s sternum to her clit. The post-orgasmic woman shivered and giggled. “We’ll do that when we get the whole reservations outta the way.”

“And this is the boring part?!” Lulu asked, her voice filled with excitement and quivers.

“Yup,” John told her. “Now, be a good girl and concentrate for me.”

“I’ll tr----y.” The imperial tomboy continued to shiver between the lustful touches of John and the first of his harem.

Casually, as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening (which, by harem standards, there really wasn’t), John addressed the gathering, “Alright, first things first: Lee, can you sustain this?”

The household Fateweaver tilted her head one way, then another. Her body language did not betray any excess strain, neither was she as relaxed as usual. She was sitting straight as an iron rod, which was not her typical gamer posture. “I think I’ll be fine,” she answered carefully. “I’ve done some shorter trial runs. I’ll warn you when I’m running out of steam… but for safety, I’ll have to stay clear of excess stimulation and all the fun stuff.”

Lulu let out another orgasmic cry at that moment. “S-sorry… just… yesssss…” That was as much as the adorable Asian could produce before her vocal cords were reclaimed by the various vocalizations of delight. By this point, Lydia had claimed John’s left side. She and Rave were sucking on the sovereign’s nipples, while the Gamer worked her cunt with both hands. She was beyond slippery by this point. Her swollen lips partially rested on the base of his cock. A wonderful feeling, albeit it forced Nathalia to focus her effort more on the upper half of his shaft. Thankfully, all the sensitive bits were there anyway.

‘Whoever designed people really knew how to allow us to have a variety of fun,’ the Gamer thought, then continued the conversation. “Alright, guess we’ll keep it light then.”

“No two-hour sybian session for you, time dilator!” Eliana declared, as if this was somehow a personal triumph.

“Second point of order,” John continued. “I have a Class Level to assign, so let me do that really quickly.” Taking a reluctant hand off Lulu, the Gamer opened up the requisite menu and tapped the buttons. He was finishing up Negotiator first, then going into Martial Artist.


No consultation needed on this one. Loyalty was good and John wouldn’t have any qualms about taking it, since it was attached to a voluntary action, but it was just meh unless he went full militarism with it. Sexual Favours would be fantastic if he was going the exploitative gigolo route, but what use were Favours from his harem to him?

Obligations was strictly what he wanted. Putting Favours into writing immediately made every contract he made more binding. This would help neutralize some of the trust issues people had (somewhat justifiably) when it came to making deals with him and it would help himself putting more faith in the papers signed.

All around, this was an automatic decision. He only waited for long enough to tell everyone what he was taking. No one threw any complaints in there either. “The only real drawback of this is that I have to be part of these contracts for this to work,” John lamented. “It’s good for me, but it’d be even better if I could give other people the authority to make contracts for me.”

“Next Perk, perhaps?” Claire suggested.

“Perhaps,” John sighed, his hand returning to Lulu. “You still there, little jade?”

“Uh-huuuuuuh?” The response could have been a mere reaction to the fact that she was being addressed at all. John throatily laughed to himself.

‘Nothing quite like making powerful women melt,’ he thought, pushing Lulu over the edge for the third time in about five minutes. The head of the empress lay loosely on his shoulder, rising occasionally when a spasm tingled its way up her spine. John closed his eyes and let his own orgasm wash over him, filling Nathalia’s mouth.

The caresses of Rave and Lydia switched to him, showering his neck and cheeks with kisses. All the while, Nathalia gulped down the spurts of his seed.

As soon as the ecstasy had passed, John opened his eyes again. Busying herself with the milking of the last few drops from his still erect shaft, Nathalia readied herself to make room for the arcvolt bunny that had already placed herself in position to take over. Elsewhere on the couch, the other girls were either casually playing with themselves, each other, or one of John’s doubles.

The heat in the room remained on a simmering level, though. “How isss this the boring pa-art?!” Lulu wanted to know, laughing with every word.

“Oh please.” Lydia scratched the Heavenly Jade Empress under the chin. “You should remember how much better it gets. This merely qualifies as an appetizer.”

“Totally, but still, I feel like you’re actively rewriting my expectations as he’s -mhhhhm-,” Lulu let out a low hum when John resumed fingering her tight little cunt, “…touching me.”

“Good, you should expect more,” John whispered in her ear.

“Ya should expect the best,” Rave added, “’cause this is the lewdest, most sexually satisfying place on Earth and beyond.”

“Speaking of ‘and beyond,’” John segued, “what do we want to do for this grinding session?”

“Priority is levels, right?” Momo asked. A rhetorical question, she continued before he could as much as nod, “Class Levels, specifically. You need to get about 25 more levels to get the Quest done to upgrade the Guild Hall to Tier 5.5.”

“Which, I’ll have to fucking underline, I insist we focus on,” Scarlett stated. “We’d be absolute idiots not to.”

“To that end, our best two options would be a Raid or Assaults, right?” Momo looked to John for confirmation.

“An Adventure is potentially on the table here,” John told them. “The Kingdom Theme Perk is off cooldown. I could request a Kingdom that is ‘a significant challenge’, for example, and that would likely net us a good number of levels. Lorelei could divine us a good set of words.”

The seer just nodded at that, the sole woman in the sea of debauchery currently clothed and untouched. That nun’s robe did not leave much to the imagination, however. The waist was wonderfully tailored to her proportions. Advantages of sewing one’s own clothes.

“I almost feel like we should keep that off cooldown in case we need something specific…” Momo thought out loud.

“We need something specific,” Scarlett pushed back.

“Do Kingdom Adventures work while we are in time dilation?” Nightingale asked.

“Yes. Don’t ask me how that works either.” The Gamer shook his head. “As far as I know, time passes at the same rate between Kingdoms and real space. I assume Gaia is pulling some strings so it works. Not like there’s any other travellers to get confused by it.”

“Bowl of timey-wimey stuff,” Sylph summarized, just before stuffing her mouth with John’s cock.

Nathalia got up, wiped her mouth off with the back of her hand, then licked the little traces of cum off her skin. She plopped down between Eliana and Undine, immediately grabbing the former and pulling her towards one of her enormous tits for worshipping. “I personally would be interested in the Adventure,” the dragoness stated. “If only because I would like to make myself useful.”

That was an interesting angle to consider. The EXP gain reductions from having higher levelled members in his party applied to defeated enemies, but not to Quests. He could take the high-levelled members of his harem along, who usually had to stay at home during the Raids and Assaults. Nathalia, Eliana, and Lulu, those three could tag along.

Nightingale, John had eclipsed during the last grinding session and since kept on parity with his level the lewd way. She could join him whatever they did, which was potentially interesting. She wasn’t much of a damage dealer, but she added a lot of crowd control through sensory trickery and chains. Definitely an option to consider.

“I remind,” Ehtra spoke up, grabbing the attention of everyone. “That I tagged along to see the man of the house fight.” The First of Hatred opened one eye and looked at John past her eyebrow. A moment later, she closed it again. “That’s all I wanted to say.”

“That would speak for a Raid,” Metra weighed in. “Shows off your talents best.”

John would have rubbed his chin, were those fingers not down to the knuckles in Lulu’s mouth. The imperial tomboy’s tongue greeted his digits with needful lavishing. Her oral sensitivity only raced her quicker towards her sixth orgasm. After that, John decided to let her have a break.

“Alright, then I guess the priority list goes as follows,” the Gamer summarized the discussion. “We check out the new Raid. Depending on how good the progress in it looks, we’ll either leave it for another time or do as many bosses as we can before it becomes too slow. Then it’s Assaults.” He gave Nathalia an apologetic look. “Just what is most effective at this time.”

The dragoness was visibly displeased, blowing fire out of her nostrils. Her mouth already opened to present some kind of complaint, then she shook her head. “It’s the best for us, my mate,” she surrendered the point. “I’ll keep myself… busy.”

“Everyone agrees with that plan of action?” John asked, getting half-hearted nods all around. It wasn’t as if this was a plan to be enthusiastic about. They were basically doing what they were always doing. “That concludes the boring part then.”

“Which means it’s time for the fun thing.” Rave snapped her fingers. “Undine, ya got the thing?”

“Lee, you got the thing?” the abysstide elemental asked.

“I got the thing,” the gamer girl confirmed and pulled some kind of white, shiny sheet from her pocket space, about the size of a post-it note. She handed it to the slime girl, who turned into a stream of goo. Quickly making her way under the coffee table, she towered a half-formed humanoid shape above John – and Lulu.

The Gamer grinned when he saw the other side of the sheet. It depicted a further simplified, pink version of the Lover’s Will mark. It missed the side arms, making it essentially just a heart-shape with a stylized arrow pointing down. Lulu also realized what she was looking at: a temporary tattoo.

“It’ll last the ten days,” Rave purred into Lulu’s ear.

“Trial mark for the trial haremette?” The imperial tomboy showed a crooked smile. “Sure, put it on me.” That was all Undine needed to hear. Removing a bit of plastic foil, she first placed the temporary tattoo, then soaked it with hot water. About a minute of waiting later, she pulled the patch off and left behind a nicely aligned, pink mark on Lulu’s fair skin. “Okay, but now I’m way too horny not to get to the fun part – we are getting to the fun part, right?”

“Absolutely,” John agreed.

Ehtra stepped out of the room.