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Bell snapped awake!
Breath caught in his throat, heart pounding in his chest, he was sitting bolt upright before his thoughts had even begun catching up with him. His head turned from side to side, his eyes tracking around the room from floor to ceiling, taking in every corner, cataloguing every last millimeder surrounding him, ferreting out any signs of danger!
The bed he was lying upon, the nightstand at his side, the drawer with both his and his Goddess’s clothes thrown haphazardly within, the open window with the first rays of dawn softly lighting the room...
A moment passed, a bead of sweat trickled down his neck, and he winced slightly as his eyes slowly accustomed to the light.
He was on the surface. He was in the Hearth Manor. He was in his own bed; beside a woman he’d sworn his life to.
Home. Safe. Warm. Loved.
The familiar sense of security and contentment washed away his tension, and he breathed out a heaving sigh, collapsing back down to the pillow with a chagrined wince. The reflexive alarm faded away and his memories filled in the blanks.
He’d been on an expedition, deep in the bowels of the Dungeon for the last week, and the exploration had only finally ended the previous evening. He’d staggered out into the city, made his way home, and only barely stayed awake long enough to say goodnight to the other members of the Familia and briefly wash himself before letting his Goddess drag him into bed with her. He’d fallen asleep the moment his head hit the pillow.
And yet, it seemed he’d had far from a restful night’s sleep after a victorious mission.
Even now, he could sense a lingering tightness within him, a feeling of alertness that kept him alive in the depths, but also kept him from fully relaxing.
His dreams had already fled from him, vanquished by the dawn’s light, however, he could imagine them all the same… had he spent his night imagining himself still deep below the earth, fighting through desperate battles at the brink of life and death, forcing himself through even the kind of bone-deep exhaustion that the endless danger brought on?
Was this a consequence of arriving back so late at night? Rather than surfacing to the bright of the sun, he’d traded the dim labyrinthian caverns for the dark night of Orario and perhaps his senses hadn’t adjusted. If that was so then the onl-
“Hng!?”
A sudden jolt ran up his spine and all thoughts of the Dungeon or darkness were instantly banished as a warm, wet, and unabashedly loving sensation suddenly enveloped him. And enveloped his cock in particular.
His head lolled back for a moment, as all the stress and tension that’d built up was washed away in an instant. Groaning his pleasure aloud, he reached down to slowly raise the sheets around his waist, meeting the eyes of his first lover.
Hestia was settled comfortably between his thighs, looking up at him with a warm smile and gleefully shining eyes as her tongue wrapped blissfully around the crown of his cock. Bobbing her head only lightly up and down, doing little more than slithering her tongue lazily around his shaft, she took her time, savouring every bit of him as if to reacquaint herself with the taste she’d missed while he’d been away.
The time apart and languid motions did nothing to dull her skills however, and within moments the once Goddess of Purity’s morning blowjob had drawn out both a shuddering gasp from him and the first drops of precum from his cock.
He’d barely had time to do more than greet her the previous night, but looking at her now, Bell could see that Hestia’s hair was lying undone and long down her back. Soft as sin, and black as midnight, even her typical divine flawlessness couldn’t hide the way it looked slightly tangled, still tousled from sleep. Most likely, she hadn’t been sleeping well ever since he’d been away.
She’d told him before that whenever he was on expeditions she would pass the nights in fitful bursts, sleeping only for a few hours at a time before waking up to check the sensation of the Statuses engraved with her Falna, feeling for herself that her beloved Children were all still alive, and as healthy as was possible within the Dungeon. True sleep was never possible within the labyrinth, so he couldn’t exactly say it was the same for him, but he did know that there was a sense of incompleteness he felt from the moment he left home until he was once again wrapped up in her arms and her love.
“HHa…”
And, of course, being wrapped up so wonderfully physically in her love, was something they both cherished!
Seeing she had his rapt attention, the Goddess made a magnificent show of pulling even the breath from Bell’s lungs as her lips and tongue descended down, down, down before his eyes, swallowing more and more of the thick, heavy shaft. Until his entire length was buried, tight, warm and twitching within her throat, and until her lips were wrapped around the very base of his cock.
“Ah-hh!”
Just for a moment. And then she slid raised herself all the way up, dragging and swirling her tongue around the full length of him before letting his cockhead fall from between her lips with a light pop.
Brushing the fallen strands of hair away from her head, the no-longer-Virgin Goddess straightened up with a bright and cheery smile, far too innocent for a woman who’d just showed off just how much she’d learned from their time together. And, with that same pure expression, she placed one more, warm, wet and utterly adoring kiss right atop his cockhead.
“Good morning, Bell. Welcome back.”
“Good morning, Goddess. I’m home.”
The quiet love in her voice was like a balm across his soul, but even so, in the depths of her gem-like eyes, he couldn’t miss the lingering worry and visible relief at his safe return. And once again, he repeated his most heartfelt promise to himself, that he would always return home to his Goddess’s arms, from now until forever.
Quietly, in the back of his mind, he also felt a small relief at the thought that not only had her slithering around between his legs not woken him up, but he hadn’t even noticed her servicing his cock until she’d outright wrapped her lips around it. As scary as the symptoms of his “Dungeon Sickness” could be, it seemed that his efforts to relax and accustom himself to safety were bearing fruit, he could manage this just like any other affliction.
“I’m glad you came back safe. Does anything still hurt at all?” Hestia’s eyes roamed over his body, looking for anything the healers might have missed.
He shook his head. “Not anymore. Cassandra and Amid healed me right up.”
“Good,” predictably, wonderfully, the warm smile that had soothed his soul shone even brighter, “In that case, lie back and let me welcome you home.”
Hestia resumed her ministrations, making a show of opening wide and slurping her lips over the head of his cock. She swirled her tongue in the way she knew he liked, dragging it over the most sensitive parts of his glans once, then again, then thrice more. Then, taking only a moment to savour the sensation, she began bobbing her head, slowly, deliberately, down his shaft, never breaking eye contact even as her lips descended further, and further, and as more and more of his length was sheathed within her.
Her skilled fingers moved in synch with her mouth, using her fingers to gently caress Bell’s balls, stroking them lightly, then rolling them in time with her head movements. Again, a low groan issued from his mouth at her actions. Somehow, despite her divinity, his Goddess handled him with even more devotion than even Haruhime, Cassandra or Freya.
Whether she was on her knees, or simply between his legs, she worshipped his cock without a drop of shame, and she cradled his balls as if they were sacred treasures. Her left hand let them rest in her palm as if testing the weight, while her right moved in a slow pattern around his sack, from one to the other, seemingly trying to gauge just how many thick, fertile loads were waiting to be milked out.
“Mou…” Hestia pouted, interrupting herself to plant another loving kiss atop the head of his cock, shifting her right hand around the -still dry- base of his cock as she spoke, “You’re so big, even more than usual…”
Another kiss followed, another lick and another dizzying moment of pleasure.
“And you feel even harder than you normally do.”
Bell’s cock had always been astounding to the once-Virgin Goddess. Even to this day, anytime she saw it, she was still struck by his magnificent size and domineering girth. Even just in those times where she would let it lie flat atop her face, his shaft easily covered half of Hestia’s head, twitching so powerfully and heavily she couldn’t help but feel her knees wobble and womb throb as she submitted instinctively to it.
But right now, right before her eyes, his cockhead pulsed with an angry red hue, his arousal thundering visibly through him as a single thick vein shook almost angrily in time with his heartbeat. And that was without mentioning that he was absolutely turgid! Hestia felt almost as though she was holding an iron rod just stroking him! As gentle as she was, she couldn’t help but worry about touching him too firmly or bending it to her mouth at all, for fear of hurting her white-haired lover.
As much as her womb throbbed with aching need, her heart clenched with a wife’s worry.
“Bell, when was the last time you came?”
He broke eye contact for the first time, looking to the side as a drop of sweat slid down his forehead.
Hestia was an amazing and caring lover, she could be like a gentle wife, an energetic girlfriend, or a gentle caretaker whenever the mood took her. She was always upbeat and positive, she had a cute jealous streak, and her sagacious wisdom and Godly imperiousness both never failed to surprise and delight him, but she worried about the strangest things sometimes.
“Ah, don’t worr…” his words petered off as the look in her eye shifted from worry to concern, and her hand gripped just a little tighter around his shaft.
He sighed again and answered.
“With you. The night before we left.”
Hestia’s eyes narrowed at that, but she had her usual gentle smile as he looked back at her, so Bell wasn’t sure what her reaction was.
“Jeez, a whole week!? No wonder you’re so backed up.”
She shifted his cock to a better angle, then licked him from root to crown, wrapping her tongue around his favourite spot again as she reached it. She knew him far too well. Another involuntary shiver and another dollop of pre-cum. His balls clenched tight as the sensations washed through him.
“Well… We had a little trouble once we got past Rivira and the eighteenth floor… After that, it just didn’t seem like the right time.”
It wasn’t as if he’d never spent a quiet moment inside the Dungeon spending his seed in his female companions, and in fact, he’d clearly seen the light of expectation shining in several of their eyes when they’d been setting up the tents during the rare periods of safe rest they’d been able to take. But, if the Dungeon was as lenient as to allow trysts anytime an Adventurer pleased, then its depths would have been conquered a long time ago.
As much as Bell would have loved to savour a few moments of respite in Ryu’s arms, in Aisha’s skilled caresses or in Daphne and Cassandra’s shared embrace, he was the captain, and he had a responsibility not just to succeed in the expedition but to ensure that he brought everyone home safely. He couldn’t afford distractions or inattention when lives were on the line. After a series of bad luck and close calls, he’d kept everything strictly above the belt…
Even in the face of his beloved Goddess’s disapproval, he didn’t regret that decision. The mission had been a success, the quests had been completed and everyone was safe, but the Dungeon had been as ruthless as ever; they’d all suffered myriad wounds, half their gear had been damaged well beyond hope of repair, and while they’d been ascending an Irregular Monster had poisoned a member of the Takemikazuchi Familia, turning their final days into a desperate forced march towards the surface.
“Goddess… Really, it’s fine… That’s only a few days. Most people have to wait weeks, or months, or even years!”
Hestia looked up at him again. “You aren’t most people, Bell.” She started once more, ending the conversation as simply as that.
Once again, he wanted to protest. As always, he felt as if ever since he’d come to Orario, ever since he’d met this woman, he’d been showered with blessings he couldn’t possibly deserve.
The number of lovers he’d gained was more beauty than most people could have ever hoped to hold in their lifetime, and he’d only lost his virginity once he’d come to the Dungeon City. To complain about the amount of sex he was able to have, or even allow somebody else to, felt like a sin, like he was showing anything less than rightful gratitude for the incredible life he’d been able to live and the Goddesses he’d been able to take into his arms.
Bell knew, for certain, that his cup was overflowing with blessings. What other man or woman could say they had four Goddesses to make love to at once, that they had a Goddess of Beauty to help guide his newest lovers’ first times, or that they were given a free pass to pursue a harem however they wished? It would be like complaining about how fast he’d been able to Level Up as the Record Holder, or how deep he’d been able to dive into the Dungeon when his party already held the record for the most ground gained in the shortest amount of time.
Hestia suddenly dipped her head further down his length, trailing kisses all the way until she reached his ballsack with her mouth. She tongued the sensitive flesh, teasing and caressing him, getting him ready for even more blissful service. Dipping her kisses and her attention from one ball to the other, blissfully lathering them with genuine affection, the once-pure Goddess could practically feel the churning mass of fertile seed being held and made, ready for her taste.
Once again, she could only marvel at the man she’d fallen so deeply in love with. These heavy, pulsing balls seemed so fragile and yet within them was the most precious treasure her Familia owned, the seeds of the future. Not only had these balls unloaded so much thick, hot, fertile love within so many of the extremely eager women around the Dungeon City, but they also held the precious genetic material that would breed the next generation of Adventurers. Not quite yet, but soon.
She could already see the signs of that desire building within him, the urge for him to mate, to breed, to start a family and dynasty of his own.
With the surety of her divine knowledge, Hestia was certain she could see the future laid out before her: Soon, most likely in the coming months or weeks, Bell would ask for her permission to impregnate his harem, and soon enough, all of Orario would be seeing the sight of the most famous and beautiful female Adventurers in the world, proudly bearing his child… And then, as the news broke out, the floodgates would open and she would be fending off women practically threatening to break down the mansion’s door to be given the chance to bear one of Bell’s heirs.
The dynasty of the newest Hero. A treasure beyond all reckoning. Hestia would have traded all the gold in her manse back in Tenkai just for one of Bell’s creamy white loads.
The Goddess of the Hearth circled two fingers around where Bell’s cock head met the shaft, trying to touch the tip of her thumb with her forefinger and failing miserably. She began to stroke firmly but unhurriedly, her own spit and his pre-cum acting as lube as she stimulated the most sensitive parts of his cock in concert. Her other hand gently traced over the musculature of Bell’s lower torso, like she was trying to reassure him and steady herself at the same time. The muscles tensed and flexed as Bell grunted softly, leaving Hestia satisfied that she was succeeding in pleasuring him.
From there, she kept alternating between his balls, practically worshipping them as she rolled one around in her mouth, then the other, gently sucking and applying pressure then bathing the entire sack with her tongue, feeling the surprising weight and heft of each one as she ran her tongue over it. This continued for minutes, till Bell’s breath was coming in short gasps and his resistance to pleasure was crumbling after days of abstinence.
“Goddess, I’m close.”
His words sent sparks tingling down her spine.
If she was a lesser woman she wouldn’t have been able to resist the urge to wrap herself around him, harder, faster, to drain every drop from him right then and there… But she was a Goddess, she was his Goddess. She knew exactly what he wanted, what they both wanted.
Planting one last kiss on his ballsack, now thoroughly wet and shiny, Hestia slid back up, stroking, teasing, caressing and pleasuring him all the while, slithering her tongue along his undercarriage all the way until she was sitting right up before the very head of his cock once more. Before the massive, thick, shaft was twitching and quivering just centimeders from her face.
The smell, the heat radiating into her and the sheer sensation of it was almost enough to bring Hestia to her own peak, but the Goddess held herself restrained just a little longer, leaning forward with a smile to plant one last kiss, deep and wet, right on the head of his cock. And then she leant back, sitting in place, with his length pointed directly at her divinely perfect face.
“Mmmnnn… Go ahead, Bell… please…”
So saying, she closed her beautiful blue eyes, tilting her head slightly to stick her pristine pink tongue out and open her mouth wide enough that Bell could see clearly all the way back down her throat.
!
His cock jumped at the sight! Pulsing and pounding, practically with a mind of its own as it finally got a chance to unload after a seeming eternity of stockpiling his seed through all the passing days!
“G-Goddess!”
Bell came so hard it was practically painful, and with so much force that if Hestia hadn’t been there to receive it, it would have been wasted on the carpet at the foot of the bed instead!
As the first rope of seed splashed, heavy and thick, across Hestia’s face, her voice cried out in both delight and gratitude, and her mouth opened even wider. The second rope landed almost entirely in the Goddess’s mouth, quickly joined by a third that filled it enough to leave her cheeks bulging. The next two sealed both her eyes shut, and the one after that left her blowing a cum-bubble from her perfect nose as she exhaled lightly from the pleasing warmth now covering her face.
On and on it went, again and again, his voice gasped out, her delight was moaned in return, and more and more of his cum splattered across her face! Pent up as he was, Bell practically hosed Hestia’s divine features in rope after rope of his cum, unloading multiple-days’ worth of breeding material until the Goddess’s face had been entirely painted in his release.
Hestia’s moans of delight became muffled as both her mouth and throat were left stuffed full with cum so thick and so viscous that it was all she could do to simply try swallow as much as she could. Nothing at all slipped from her mouth, but plenty more was left dripping down her face and pooling across her massive breasts.
She came from the first moment his seed hit her, and then again, and again as more and more of her face was drowned in his cum, shivering moaning and cumming as every one of her senses were surrounded by the fullness of his release.
And yet, this Goddess was both well-trained and well-disciplined. She had been Bell’s lover first and more than anyone.
Even as she came, even as her body throbbed with delight, she still remained in place, and she still focused all of her dwindling consciousness on the cum that filled her mouth.
“Hh-ahhh…”
And, only a few moments after the last rope of Bell’s seed had been spent across her face, Hestia opened her mouth once more, showing clearly that it was empty, that she’d swallowed every bit of the seed he’d gifted her directly. Normally she would have made more of a show of the display, but she had the rest of Bell’s morning to think of.
This was going to be a busy day for him, her intuition could tell. And so, she intended to make the very most of it while she still could.
As she began scooping the excess cum into her now empty mouth one rope of cum at a time and swallowing it quickly whenever it got full, Bell’s offer to get her a towel or anything to clean off his seed died in his throat before he could speak it. She had never accepted his offer before and didn’t think she would start anytime soon.
Soon Hestia’s face and hair were completely clean, and she returned to their conversation as if nothing at all had changed.
“See, I told you that you were backed up. Doesn’t it feel better to just let it go as you want?” Hestia said
As so often was the case, Bell had to acquiesce to the Goddess’s point and nodded as he regained his breath. He did feel better, like he was himself again, even though he was back to full-mast. But that was normal for him as well.
She opened her eyes for the first time since Bell’s orgasm as she slowly rose from between his legs, making eye contact once again as she made to straddle him, the movement capturing Bell’s attention as her divine breasts, eye-catchingly big by themselves, but even more so on Hestia’s tiny frame, with pale pink nipples that had hardened in arousal during her blowjob and stood out from her creamy white skin and perfect, divine, complexion. Her chest bounced wonderfully as she sat up, then swayed almost hypnotically with her movements as she steadied herself atop him.
Feeling her seating herself happily atop his legs, Bell could feel Hestia’s plush thighs and soft ass wriggling atop him as she steadied herself into place, holding his cock up to her toned midriff like a pillar, as if either double-checking or showing off just how deep inside her he was going to reach.
‘Honestly,’ Hestia thought, with something between amazement and exasperation, ‘This thing is ridiculous every time I see it! I’m used to it now, but I can hardly believe I lost my virginity to this monstrous cock!’
She’d seen more than a few of Bell’s lover’s eyes go wide with shock the first time they laid eyes on his shaft. It was awesome in every sense of the word.
‘Even just straddling him like this… I’d only need to bend over a little and I could have him back between my breasts…’
But, it wasn’t Hestia’s breasts that were aching to be filled right now.
Instead, the Goddess began to raise herself up, grinding herself against the heat and hardness of his shaft until her pussy -soaking wet from her earlier climaxes as well as a week without him- was finally held in place, spread wide open right atop the head of his cock.
“Just lie back and let me take care of you again, Bell.”
Then in a moment of silken heat, Hestia guided him inside her once again, and Bell let out a groan at the feeling of being reunited with the divine warmth of his Goddess’s pussy.
The Goddess of the Hearth was always tight as a dream, but given the fact that it had been several days since they had last been joined, it was even tighter than usual, to the point Hestia had to brace herself with one hand atop Bell’s chest, with the other holding his cock upright, as her world spun and as she slowly sank further down his shaft. Just feeling the head stretching her out was enough to leave the smaller woman loosing a lewd gasp, but she retained enough control to continue down at the same sedate pace.
Fortunately, Hestia’s pussy was a sopping wet mess, and once he was inside her it accepted him just as warmly and coiled around him just as lovingly as ever, so within minutes she had him practically down to the base, and his head was rubbing against the entrance of her womb in the way that never failed to make her mind melt.
The Goddess took him all the way with a slightly forceful shove of her hips, and a much louder moan filling the air as Bell’s cock bullied its way to the back, distending Hestia’s womb slightly as it fit snugly up against her entrance. She ground on him lightly, shifting him around inside her, then squeezed even more tightly around him, once then twice. She began to roll her hips languidly back up his length, her folds squeezing and letting him go only reluctantly, till only half his cock was still in her pussy. She swung her hips back lazily, still at the same pace she had sucked his cock with. That they had done everything so far in.
But that was fine with Bell, who was simply basking in Hestia’s divine radiance and heavenly love. Rough, heavy fucks could be just as wonderful, and Hestia always seemed overjoyed when he pinned her down and did whatever he wanted to her, but slowly making love in the dim early morning light as Hestia took the lead felt perfect.
If asked, Bell would have chalked it up to their compatibility and the fact that they’d taken each other’s virginity.
But Hestia knew better, she was sure that they were destined lovers, that their fates had been tied together with red string for as long as there had been a her to begin with.
Moaning, gasping, crying out her love, and cumming happily around his cock, Hestia continued to ride him just like that, maintaining the same languid rhythm, for another dozen minutes.
Simply lying back and enjoying her ministrations, Bell did nothing but hold lightly onto his Goddess’s hips and stroke his fingers around the creamy flesh of her thighs, doing nothing but savouring her soft, warm pussy and the spongy tunnel as the dawn’s light dappled across Hestia’s divine form.
The two lovers never broke eye contact, nor spoke anything meaningful, being perfectly in synch, neither had any need for words or bold actions right now; they simply softly and surely guided one another through the peak of their pleasure and to the heavenly bliss that awaited beyond.
When the climax came, it was as sudden as a storm, and just as gentle as the sunlight coming through the window.
“Bell...I love you…”
That was all Hestia said, singing his name out in her beautiful voice and easily setting off his own release.
This time, a loosed groan and a tightening of his grip were the only outward signs as his orgasm erupted, filling her divine womb in an instant and overflowing it a moment after. The Goddess’s pleasure rang out far louder and far more vibrantly as all the smaller climaxes that had washed through her till now suddenly cascaded all at once!
For a moment the world flashed white. And then, after that, everything slowly faded into a haze of delight.
…
Bell recovered as quickly as ever, his balls already churning for more as his cock remained as rock hard as ever, pressed tight up against the Goddess’s flooded womb. But it took several more minutes before Hestia managed to catch her breath, and when she did, she surprised the young Adventurer by slumping down and sliding entirely off his cock with a shivering body and regretful moan.
Normally, she’d be clinging tight to him right now, urging him into a second round of sex, but instead, Hestia was happy to simply curl up at his side, her enormous chest heaving for breath as she laid back down onto the pillow.
“You should go take a shower before anything else…” she sighed, practically purring with satisfaction as the aftershocks of pleasure still trembled through her, “You need to get ready for the rest of the day.”
He blinked.
That was a surprise.
His standard exploration was one thing, but they rarely scheduled anything the day after an expedition. Today was set as a completely free day for their entire Familia and Bell had intended to while away the daylight in their bedroom, at the very least, he hadn’t expected to get up anytime before lunch.
“What am I doing for the rest of the day?”
Hestia laughed, poking him in his side.
“You went a whole week without sex,” she reminded him, “Do you think I’m the only one who’s spent her nights tossing and turning, soaking wet and waiting for you? I feel sorry for those girls, you must have spent the entire expedition teasing them.”
He frowned.
His Goddess always worried about the strangest things. Or, perhaps this was a deity’s wisdom that he couldn’t understand. He certainly didn’t remember ‘teasing’ anyone during his expedition, and although he’d seen the expectation in his female companion’s eyes, they were all experienced adventurers, most of them far more experienced than he was.
Ryu had gone 21 years without sex before meeting him, and Filvis 19, Haruhime had even gone years never having sex while working in a brothel! It was hard to imagine any of them would think anything at all of going a week without him, especially in such a serious situation.
Hestia was a caring and kind deity, she was probably just overthinking it, worrying too much for the mortals under her care. She was certainly underestimating adventurers!
But, she was his Goddess, and -as always- he acquiesced to her wishes, even if he didn’t truly think much of her concerns.
“Let’s spend the day together tomorrow, then. All day, just the two of us. I’ll take you wherever you want to go.”
Another dazzlingly warm smile blossomed across Hestia’s face.
“That sounds amazing, Bell! Then, just make sure you come back tonight. I can’t sleep properly without you next to me.”
He bowed his head.
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“Haaaa…”
Following his Goddess’s advice, Bell had been in the shower for a few minutes now, just letting his mind wander and letting the fatigue and sweat wash away as the steam filled the bathroom completely.
Through the haze of dizzy memories, he could vaguely remember taking a brief shower the previous night, so he at least wouldn’t stink of the Dungeon, monster blood, dust and grime before sliding into bed. But this was a chance to wash himself up properly, not only of residue from the expedition but also from his morning sex with Hestia.
In truth, just one round of sex wasn’t really enough to make him sweat, and his healers had already removed most of the grime and blood from his body when they’d returned to the surface, so it was hard to say there was anything much to wash off at all.
But, after working as hard as he had, leading the combined Familia group, protecting everyone, fighting on the frontlines… Just taking a chance to soak in the magic-stone heated water and feel it cascading down his body was welcome by itself.
He wasn’t quite as bad as Mikoto, but after the amount of time they’d spent together in battle and in bed, it wasn’t hard to imagine some amount of her love of bathing had rubbed off on him.
“Hhaa…”
The minutes passed slowly, and the residual pain and lingering muscle fatigue seemed to slowly fade into nothing, cleansed by the steam.
So lost in his daze, Bell almost didn’t notice the soft sound of two sets of almost-silent footsteps heading his way.
“Excuse us.”
“E-Excuse us…”
With a polite greeting, and a bow he could practically see even without turning around, two young Elves stepped into the shower room. Rinsing the shampoo from his eyes, Bell simply turned and waited under the running water for the two girls to join him. Even the fogged glass couldn’t possibly hide the staggering beauty that was unveiled before him as the two pairs of short, white bathing robes were discarded and the women walked naked towards him.
Ryu was the boldest, opening the shower door and stepping inside without any hesitation at all… however, the usually stoic Elf’s expression was one of warm delight, with a smile that sent his heart singing and a blush spread across her cheeks to the tip of her ears that only grew redder and redder as her eyes travelled up and down the length of his naked body. Eagerly drinking in every last detail of her, Bell couldn’t have possibly missed the shiver that ran up her spine, nor the hitch in her breath; she’d seen him like this countless times, and he still had this effect on her. It was gratifying, but, of course, he was no different.
Laurier was only a few steps behind, although her blush was far more crimson and her hands trembled noticeably as she shut the door behind them, locking all three of them together in the large, steamy warm shower. At first, a wooden washing bucket held in her hands acted to slightly protect her elven modesty from his appreciative eyes, but a heartbeat later she’d discarded it and instead linked her arms behind her back, stretching out and smiling dizzily as she showcased herself fully before him.
“Bell, we came to wash your back,” Ryu explained simply, although the excitement shining in her eyes made it clear that was the least of her intentions.
“Y-Yeah, b-both of us, f-for whatever you need!” Laurier’s explanation was just a little more direct, her bravado slightly forced but her anticipation absolutely unmissable.
Bell nodded, slowly, taking a moment to string words together in a coherent manner when the corners of his mouth were dry with lust as they were. Laurier was one of his newest lovers, but her proud elven beauty was no less even than the Goddesses that joined his bed. She had adorably cute golden braids that he’d been holding back from getting his hands on and her elfin form was so remarkably slender, and her waist so thin, that it was almost hard to believe she was an adventurer. Instead, somehow, it seemed that all of Laurier’s mass went to her chest. Just the same as Mikoto, her bust was usually well hidden beneath her adventuring clothes; sometimes Bell wondered if he was the only man in the world who knew the full glorious heft of Laurier’s surprisingly large, deliciously soft breasts.
Amongst any normal group of women, even dressed as plainly as she typically liked around town, she was almost certain to be the centre of any attention.
However, standing proud, eager and already dripping wet, right next to her was an equally gorgeous and equally lissom fairy that had sent Bell’s cock rising to a throbbing, full erection at just the first sight of her. Soft blonde hair lying halfway down her back, slender curves with a toned physique, flawlessly snow-white skin and small teardrop breasts that bounced with wonderful freshness each time she breathed… it didn’t matter how many times he saw her, or how many times he held her in his arms, Ryu was a woman who would never fail to elicit a powerful reaction from the man she loved.
And now, standing naked, directly alongside an Elf of equal beauty and equal excitement, the effect the two of them had on him easily enflamed his lust and sent it blazing into an inferno!
His cock stretched out to its full height, bouncing slightly in place as he shifted, moving from one to the other, pointing first at Ryu’s fertile womb and then at Laurier’s awaiting baby-chamber, eager to dump another thick, full load into each of them!
Instead, he calmed himself slightly, taking a deep breath and smiling at his two lovers as they stepped into the running water alongside him.
“Sure,” he answered, allowing each girl to take an arm and guide him over to where the low wooden stools for washing were, “I’m sorry we didn’t get to spend much time together this last week. I didn’t realise you two were feeling lonely.”
Laurier froze and her blush blazed slightly brighter at that, not realizing her intentions had been so obvious. Ryu simply nodded, her movements not slowing in the least, “Come, Laurier. You’re making him wait.”
The other elf squeaked slightly at that but quickly moved to follow her senior’s lead, kneeling beside him and taking a clean cloth to cover in soap. Bell’s assurance died in his throat as Ryu began showing off her leadership, directing Laurier as to the best way to wash him, how to most efficiently and smoothly care for him. Her voice was quiet, but commanding, and there was no mistaking the unabashed love in her touch as she led the charge.
Ryu was usually gentle, but she could be strict in ways that surprised him, especially after they became lovers. While she usually liked him to take control, and while he usually liked seeing the expressions she made when he did take control, for now, he thought it best to simply stay silent and savour the outpouring of affection the two women were surrounding him with.
After a few, very enjoyable, minutes, his back was lathered to her satisfaction, so she shuffled around to switch to washing his front. Which meant Bell was treated to the sight of Ryu pouring liquid soap all over her small breasts, her toned midriff and down until her slick thighs were wonderfully coated. Behind him, Bell could hear the younger elf doing the same. "Excuse me..." Ryu repeated and knelt between his spread legs in front of the wooden stool he was sitting on. His stiff cock throbbed once again as Ryu trapped it in between their midriffs as she eliminated the space between them. She began to rub up and down, breasts squishing into his chest as he was held between.
Laurier echoed Ryu and put the rag aside, kneeling behind him as she used her body and bare hands equally to clean Bell. His back could best be described as "wiry", but Laurier still marvelled at the hardness underneath her, the lean cords of muscle and the criss-crossed sets of faded scars.
He made her feel safe. He was always so gentle with her, so kind and so warm... But she’d seen his ferocity in battle, she’d seen how unstoppably powerful he was. And she’d felt that same overpowering strength in the bedroom too, in the times when he’d pin her down and hold her in place.
If she asked him to stop, she knew for certain he would. But she also knew for certain that if he didn’t, there was nothing she could do to stop him.
That slightly unfair thought and that spark of danger never failed to elicit a deep blush and a flush of heat between her legs. Feeling her own wetness running down her thighs, joining the water and soap lathered across her skin, Laurier instead tried to distract herself with the mechanical motions of her service- making sure she was matching herself to her companion’s pace, just as she was instructed.
“Do you like it?” Ryu asked, keeping her eyes locked with his, making sure she did her utmost to ensure he felt as safe, as wanted and as loved as he made her feel every day, “Syr told me that human wives do this for their husbands each day. Am I doing it correctly?”
"Yes! Of course, I love it." Bell sweat-dropped a little a that. Syr could say the strangest things to the other girls sometimes. But even lacking an obvious expression on her face besides a faint blush, Bell could tell how invested Ryu was, so he didn't want to burst her bubble by saying anything else. "You two too good to me. I don't deserve this much."
“That’s not true, Bell.”
“Indeed. Laurier told me how you saved her on the last expedition… I’ve said before, you’re a human worthy of praise. You should learn to accept people’s gratitude better.”
So saying, Ryu slithered up along his body and wrapped herself around his right arm, sending a soft pleasure reverberating through them both as her nipples rubbed against the hard muscle of his bicep.
“It’s true… Bell, you have so many people who want to thank you in their own ways, not just me. A-Although, I’m going first today, I think you’ll get a lot more ‘thanks’ from everyone else too!”
Following the other blonde’s lead, Laurier squished his other arm between her breasts, using her hands to spread even more soap and water around his back.
“You saved me, too,” Ryu added, whispering her words with utmost sincerity even despite the lewd situation. Leaning herself up, she pressed her lips against his in a soft, gentle kiss, “I shall never forget that.”
“Ryu…” Without any hesitation, Bell reached around with his now free left hand, tangling his fingers in her soft, golden hair as he pulled her in for a second kiss. Not even pausing long enough to breathe, the gentle embrace instantly became heated as the two lovers sought one another, and the soft kiss became a lewd, open-mouthed kiss where the proud elf’s tongue was shamefully dominated and her mouth was plundered relentlessly. Clinging to him, as he pulled her tight, Ryu could do little more than let out quiet mewls, as the growing blush burned her ears, and as her juices ran slick and hot down her thighs.
Watching this as she tended to their shared lover, Laurier wasn’t idle either, stroking herself back and forth against his firm body, she dutifully made sure every bit of him was as clean as she could manage… before finally seeking out the prize she’d been waiting for… Slithering her hands around his waist, she let out a moan of her own as she took his massive, thick shaft directly into her hands, “Nnnn…” Once again, her breath hitched in her throat and her heart pounded in her chest. Feeling how full and heavy it was, how unreasonably huge and how overwhelmingly long, her mind couldn’t help but fill up with memories of all the times she’d been wrapped around this cock. The gentle way he’d taken her virginity, the firm way he’d fucked her senseless after that, all those countless times he’d made her moan and gasp and scream…
Just as Ryu’s kiss deepened and her body ground hotter and wetter against him, Laurier’s excitement grew in turn, her hands holding tight around him as she massaged and stroked her way up and down his length, harder, faster, more wantonly.
Ryu's hands joined her rubbing soap into Bell's cock, but even four dainty elven hands weren't enough to cover his entire length, so the more experienced elf instead focussed only on pleasuring the head and crown, while Laurier marvelled at the weight and heft of the shaft and the wrinkled, churning sack that was clenching under her fingers.
‘Is it making semen right now? Ready to pump right into us? Ready to fill us up, and breed us with his children?’ Laurier wondered, her thoughts growing out of control as her breathing grew ragged. His balls pulsed under her fingers, and her grin turned absolutely wanton.
She hadn’t been with Bell as long as the other women, but she’d still been with him long enough to recognise when he was about to go crazy!
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“Bell! Bell! Bell!”
Ryu’s usually quiet, composed voice echoed frantically around the shower room. Crying out her lover’s name at full volume, having long since thrown away any sense of shame or dignity, the former elf of the Astrea Familia was basking in the absolute throes of pleasure.
And, stifling her own eager moans, with her breath catching in her throat and her womb throbbing with need… the former elf of the Hermes Familia sat in the same spot she’d been left in, a blazing blush spread across her face and delicate ears as she watched the scene playing out before her.
Just a few minutes ago, the two of them had been working together to service the man they loved… but it seemed Bell had had enough of her soapy handjob and Ryu’s searing kiss, because he’d quickly collected the older elf in his arms, leading to the sight Laurier was enjoying right now.
Of course, even with just the time she’d been in Bell’s harem, Laurier knew that watching him with his other women, or watching the other girls having sex was perfectly normal, it was expected. She wasn’t even shocked by it anymore, or at least, not more than she found herself enjoying the sight of him asserting himself so powerfully.
As one of the Hermes Familia, she’d heard the rumours long before she’d even met Bell, the city had been practically drowning itself in gossip about him ever since he’d arrived.
It was said that he’d once brought five Goddesses up to Freya’s penthouse in Babel Tower.
That he’d taken an entire, all-female Familia’s virginities in one day.
That both the Thousand Elf and Nine Hells had confessed their love for him together.
That he’d reduced every prideful Amazon in the Red Light district to little more than submissive, collared pets, begging for attention.
That he’d made both the Silver Saint and Golden Witch his women on the same night.
How much of that was true, and how much was baseless slander, she didn’t know even to this day, but that was the reputation he had in the city, and that was the man Laurier had fallen in love with.
The times she’d had with Bell until now had been by herself, but she’d guessed that was out of consideration for her, giving her time to adapt to the home Hestia had built for him and his lovers. If she said something, or if she made it clear that she only wished to be with him alone, she was sure Bell would accommodate her, a part of her, still shy and unsure, had wondered if she might do exactly that… but this morning, Ryu had arrived at her doorway, and in as polite and respectful a manner as such a thing could possibly have been presented, Laurier had been invited to join her with him in the shower. Perhaps it was an understanding between elves as much as between women, but she was sure they’d each shared exactly the same smile, with all and everything unsaid, when she’d taken her companion’s hand and accepted.
Even so… hearing about it, knowing about it, and witnessing it were very different things!
The Ryu she knew was quiet, humble and modest, an upright example that all Elven Adventurers could strive to copy. The Ryu she was seeing in front of her was being held aloft, unable to control anything or do anything but link her legs around his waist and grab at the strong arms holding her, fucked against the warm wooden walls of the bathroom as Bell rammed his cock through her dripping wet pussy, crying out his name over and over again, cumming helplessly and ecstatically at her rough treatment.
Ryu wished she could hold onto her composure, she wished she could smile up at Bell as he took his pleasure from her and ease him into the same pleasure he always showed her as they made love, but unfortunately, seeing her trying to hold on, trying to be coherent and milk his cock with the skills she's learned since her first time, only made Bell want to see her normally stoic expression break even more! Anytime he saw her trying to be strong or to hold herself back, the urge to make her drown in happiness only became stronger and stronger!
And so, her well-trained pussy squeezed around him as she came over and over, as warm, wet and tight as ever, her voice cried out in wanton ecstasy and shameless delight, and Bell bounced Ryu’s helpless body up and down the length of his cock at a relentless pace. The very wall creaked as he fucked her into it, effortlessly manhandling her as he lifted her up enough to plunder her mouth again as the whim took him, a string of spit connecting the lovers after he pulled back and watched Ryu's eyes glaze over at the pleasure.
‘Oh no…’ Laurier thought, her core burning and thighs twisting together as she realised no part of her wanted to look away, ‘I… I really love watching him like this…’
Was this the awakening of a new fetish? Were the other women at his side like this too? Would… would they feel this arousal watching him with her like this?
She didn’t have the answer to those questions, but she was hardly in the right mind to even begin examining them. Ryu was her senior adventurer, a proud and strong elf, the legendary Gale Wind. She was someone that Laurier respected greatly, an elf that any would be proud of calling friend… And watching her screaming and moaning, and cumming, witnessing the way her compatriot fought desperately for composure and then suffered an instant crushing defeat over and over again was so erotic that Laurier felt like she was about to climax just from watching, without Bell even laying a hand on her.
If she’d had the freedom to do that, she very well might have. But, elves are dutiful by nature and even through the haze of lust that’d overtaken her mind, Laurier stumbled to her feet, ‘I can’t, I can’t just watch! Last night, I asked Ryu for help thanking Bell, for everything he’s done for me, and she’s included me in this! She’s counting on me to help her with him, I can’t let her down while she’s like this!’
In truth, with all of Bell’s cock currently buried inside her, Ryu had already forgotten that Laurier was there at all.
But it was the thought that counted, and Laurier’s thoughts had turned entirely towards sex.
Stumbling over to where Ryu was currently being fucked senseless, she knelt beside the two lovers, looking up at the very same back that had protected her, the same back that she’d admired for so long. She took in the standing fuck from a whole new angle, swallowing lightly at the monstrous length currently being buried deep within her friend. Given just how massive it was, and how small Ryu’s pussy was, it was hard to believe it even fit, let alone that she could take it all the way to the base, but watching her do so, seeing the proud elf spread so unbelievably wide made for a breathtakingly erotic sight.
Bell looked down at her, smiled, then seamlessly shifted his grip to support Ryu's body with one arm and ran his fingers through her golden hair.
"Hold on a bit, and I'll take care of you too, okay Laurier?"
She blushed at the use of her given name like she always did, but shook her head forcefully, "I-I can do it too!" She answered, with no small amount of passion.
Shifting herself fully between the two lovers, Laurier tilted her head up, inserting herself into their fun and licking the trickles of Ryu’s wanton pleasure directly off Bell’s sack, dutifully cleaning it with her tongue until she heard his voice gasping out, then switching to try and take both balls in her mouth at once, “Mmmnn…” Humming to herself as her body flushed with warmth, she could feel them tighten and pulse against her tongue as Bell got closer and closer. Switching from one to the other she worked methodically at her task, making sure to treat him with all the gentle care and affection she could, even as she offered him every pleasure she could manage!
Bell’s voice rang out again, echoing around the shower room with Ryu’s frantic cries.
And with that, and with his entire body suddenly jolting stiff, he pulled the lovestruck elf right to the very base of his cock, holding her tightly against him and filling her womb with his seed!
Within an instant, Ryu’s pussy was flooded in his release, and within an instant more, Laurier’s face was coated just the same as it splashed out. Another electrifying orgasm speared through both blondes simultaneously, but while Ryu was knocked insensate, with her pussy spasming wildly around Bell’s shaft, Laurier’s smaller climax wasn’t even close to enough to stop her for a moment. Throwing herself even more forcefully into the action, she began messily cleaning the area where the two lovers were joined, filling her mouth again and again as she ensured that Bell had the most powerful orgasm either elf could manage.
“Hhann… ah…?”
Ryu gasped out a low, dizzy moan as Bell slowly extricated his cock from her pussy, dumping another fresh load of thick, fertile seed all over Laurier’s face as he did so, leaving both elves climaxing together once more. Cradling his first lover gently in his arms, stroking his fingers across her skin as she trembled and shook through more, softer, orgasms and the aftershocks of such reckless pleasure, he set her down gently in the corner, setting her against the warm stone of the walls.
For her part, Laurier could only stare in amazement at the wonderful, pathetic, ecstatic state her friend had been reduced to. Seeing such a strong, beautiful elf, lying with her eyes glazed over and tongue hanging out filled her mind with images and questions… Was that what she looked like when he was done with her? Would the others see her in such a state and understand that she too was just as hopelessly addicted to him as they were?
“Bell… is she alright? Should w-Eep!?”
Her question was instantly cut off as a thick, turgid pillar of meat -still radiating with heat from Ryu’s pussy, and still coated slick with cum and Ryu’s juices- slapped directly down across her face.
She swallowed heavily, going cross-eyed as her vision was filled only with him. And of course, her thoughts were no different.
“She’ll be fine in a moment, she just needs to rest a bit,” his smile was as gentle as ever, but there was absolutely nothing gentle about the heady pulses that throbbed along his length and directly into her skin, “C’mon, let’s give her some space and go to the middle here…”
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“Hhaa…?”
Time passed slowly and Ryu’s consciousness slowly returned to the very familiar sound of another elf being bred.
With all the time she’d spent around Bell, she’d become extremely familiar with the sounds of beautiful elven voices raising to the heavens in an increasingly discordant harmony as the (no-longer) elf-maiden came herself senseless. This particular song however… was one she’d only heard in passing, echoing through to the hallway from Laurier’s room when she passed, or occasionally from other small moments and private places around the mansion when the two newest lovers had some time to each other.
This was the first time she, or anyone besides Bell, had ever heard Laurier’s song of pleasure directly.
Ryu would have been charmed… if she wasn’t instead amazed at just how frantically, just how shamelessly, and just how wantonly the other elf was swinging her hip back against Bell’s every thrust! After how shy Laurier had been about sharing this morning with her and Bell, Ryu couldn’t have helped but worry. But, of course, when it came to Bell, there was nothing to worry about at all.
Ryu could only smile.
No small part of her wanted to join them, but even if she’d had the energy to do so, she would have held off, this time at least. No matter how upright and strict she’d been about making sure Laurier served their shared lover properly, that was only because she’d wanted to make sure the other woman knew there was no reason or need to hold back anything at all when it came to Bell. And here she could see that clearly, every part of the younger elf’s body was throwing herself against him, squeezing herself around him, showcasing the paradoxical desires to both pleasure him as much as she could and to keep him buried inside her for as long as possible.
Right now, despite this most likely being the very first time anyone but Bell had even seen her naked, much less seen her fall into bliss, Laurier’s world was filled only with him. That was just how it should be.
Ryu made herself a little more comfortable against the warm wooden wall, sighing with pleasure as she could feel the still warm batch of seed Bell had fucked into her dripping from between her legs.
Ryu licked her lips unconsciously as Bell took both of Laurier’s braids in one hand, gently but firmly holding her arch in place as the other hand played with her hip and ghosted along her tiny waist.
‘That’s a sight no one has seen before’ Ryu thought through her pleasure-fogged mind.
‘This pure elven maiden trying to hold her voice back as she’s held by her braids and fucked senseless.’
The nights when Ryu had been too shy to scream out her desire when Bell had fucked her alongside other women, and the days when the former Gale Wind had tried to maintain a sense of elven dignity were both long gone.
She’d been beside Eina to service him, sharing his cock happily with the dutiful receptionist.
She’d been lined up bent over his bed with Lefiya on one side and Filvis on the other, all three holding hands as being taken in turn.
And, of course, she’d been fucked directly atop the High Elf Riveria, letting their bodies and moans all mix into one.
To anyone else in Orario, nothing had changed at all about her, but to Bell alone, any sense of elvish nobility had been completely replaced with pure, affectionate lust.
And, of course, those crazed nights where Bell had fucked all the Hostess waitresses, all Ryu’s deepest friends, together along with her, had only served to fully cleanse any lingering shame or hesitation.
These days, Ryu began most mornings by serving breakfast to a man with two “virgin” Goddesses sucking his cock beneath the table. Somehow, she’d adjusted to all of this. There was simply an air of adoring, private depravity that filled the Hearth Mansion. All the women knew they were Bell’s and they knew they loved him just as he loved them. That understanding made everything feel warm and welcome.
She’d never imagined herself as part of a man’s harem, but now she couldn’t imagine herself without it. She loved being alone with Bell, she loved spending time with him, but she was sure she would get lonely (never mind overwhelmed) if she was the only woman he took to bed each night.
Bell switched up his rhythm, taking a braid in each hand as he went from slower, stronger thrusts to shorter, faster motions as his climax approached, taking an even firmer grip that sent Laurier into another dizzying climax.
And so, Ryu, warm and wet, leaned back against the warm, wet stone wall of the shower and enjoyed the sight of Laurier, a serious elf “maiden”, collapsing to the floor with a wanton scream and a fresh batch of cum flooding from her pussy.
“Tha… th… thank you…” Her friend gurgled, face collapsed in pleasure and body quivering weakly with fresh bolts of pleasure.
Giving the younger elf a few moments to recover, Bell made his way back to where Ryu was eagerly awaiting him. And, a second later, his cock was lying heavy, hard, hot and wonderful directly atop Ryu’s face, covering her eyes and dragging both elves' love juice and his cum across her noble features.
“Thank you,” Ryu replied, just the same, her expression surely no different and her body no less exhilarated.
They still had to finish cleaning him. She decided to start with his cock…
“Mnmmm…”
The warm water spilled all around them, punctuating the rising sounds of the two elves' pleasured voices singing out again. And again.
By the end of it, neither woman had the strength to stand unassisted as they wobbled their way towards Bell and Hestia’s bed to regain their balance after a short rest. But both of them were thoroughly satisfied, and Bell was remarkably clean. Elvish maidens in love were never to be underestimated.
After they were towelled off enough to not soak the bed, Bell guided them both towards his shared bed where Hestia was still reclining, naked over the covers in the comfort of her own room. The morning dawnlight had gained a little more strength, but it was still early enough that most everyone else would still be asleep.
After making sure both elves were comfortable under the covers, and after a firm grope or two of Hestia’s fat, heavy breasts that she endured with dignity of a Goddess, Bell started getting dressed for the day, brushing his teeth and putting on a linen shirt and trousers.
Then after playfully smacking Bell’s hands away, and enjoying the eye candy of Bell getting dressed in a day-off outfit, Hestia asked him a seemingly innocent question.
“So, where are you going first?”
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A/N: This is a new harem story I’m starting, hopefully you enjoyed.
I have a vague outline for the future, and I definitely know who the last two girls of the day will be, But other then that I’m open to suggestions or requests. Pretty much every Danmachi girl has a chance, but I’m also willing to import girls from other series if there is obvious gaps, for example Lilli is pretty much the only Prum girl in Danmachi, much less in Bell’s canon “harem”, so I’d love for some suggestions on that front, or any other thoughts you might have.
This chapter would never have come out if it wasn’t for my friend and editor, JLDavenport. This is set in an alternate universe ish version of his story with the same set up. Go read his DanMachi story if you haven’t, it’s excellent and far further along in terms of length. I was also inspired by GrandLeviathan’s Azur Lane fics, Ispecifically Wanton Desire which this story is heavily based on.
Thanks for reading the first Chapter of A Day in the Life!