Debauchery of a Soul-Eating Wraith

Chapter 141: To Be Picky

-Morning-

Evian arose among the tangle of limbs belonging to Carleine and Ember, both nude and sleeping on either side of his body. After Carleine's newly discovered fellation skills caused Evian to fill up her stomach with his pearly fluids, Ember awoke and she was quick to mount Evian's pole for another long session of fucking-- Carleine, however, was on clean-up duty.

She handled licking Evian's cock free of the mixture of his and Ember's juices and received another stomachful of Evian's seeds before relinquishing Evian's attention to Ember once again.

You see, with actions alone, Evian had made it clear to the Knight that today was not going to be the day he pierced her with his magnificent rod. That would have to wait and although the indefinity in his tone bothered Carleine, she endured and rather used the anticipation to build up the experience as much as she possibly could.

As for Zayda, after Evian 'dared' her to keep watching him, she felt devoid of zeal, and no matter how much she wished to remain focused on the scene before her, she found herself distracted and ultimately became so frustrated that she adjusted her clothes, sent her sofa into her Spatial ring and left the room, making sure to shut the door behind her.

Evian's pelvis had been slamming into Ember's backside at the time but he watched Zayda leave with a smirk.

*Bang* *Bang* *Bang*

"Evian, get up!" Zayda called out from behind the door, aggression powering her voice with just the hint of malice, "It's morning, and we have an audience with the Baron!"

Once she made that clear, she turned away. Of course, she was aware of the others currently in the Stygian's bed but why announce that to the Estate when she already announced her slight animosity?

Evian chuckled and shook his head before looking over to the ladies by his sides, thinking to wake them up but they were already stirring so there was no need.

He stood to his feet, ignored their eyes on him, and went into the bath to clean himself. When he exited, the two were ready to go in after him and although the thought of their nude bodies taking a bath at the same time roused him, Evian made sure to push it aside and rather call out his Status to ponder and frown at the insistent lack of required Soul Points for his grand advancement.

'Well, there's no need to worry,' he said with a delighted clench of his fist, 'Another raid tonight should take care of it.'

Once he and the ladies had put on clothes, preferably different from what they had won the day/night before, they stepped out together towards the Baron's conferencing hall.

There they saw Gillert and Gryon already present and the two men raised brows when they saw Evian and the lady duo arrive together but the Baron's booming voice called their attention away and back to the one who governed the hall and the entire City of Kalkoa.

"Evian Stygian?" the Baron called.

Evian and the ladies were already in line with Gillert and Gryon but he took a further step forward, passing Zayda who had taken a commanding further step forward.

"Yes, Baron," he replied with a small bow before then looking back up, his eyes naturally falling on Karenssa who had taken a leisurely seat on her husband's lap even though her eyes and sultry smile were fully on Evian's handsome face.

"On what grounds do you declare the crisis is not yet over?" Baron Angus asked.

"I don't quite follow," Evian said with confusion, "I expected Zayda would have filled you in already."

"I have," Zayda said with a glare at Evian.

"She has," the Baron confirmed, "But she was merely reporting your words. She claimed she was unable to be as clear as she wished as she had not been the one to make the discovery."

Evian sighed,

"Alright then," he said with a shrug, "I said it wasn't over because it isn't. There are still too many unknowns. For instance, why here?"

"What do you mean?" Baron Angus asked while his wife rubbed her hand on his smooth bald head.

"Of all the places for such a Gate to appear, why did it appear here?" Evian asked.

"Oh," the Baron said, "I see. Well, who knows? Maybe sometime in the past, this land was cursed. Maybe, like many other unexplainable events that happen in this Kingdom, we were chosen at random. Really, who knows and who cares?

We've spent two months trying to survive it. We're already secluded enough from the main cities and the resources they can offer... We've lost so much so why look into it further when it has already ended?"

"But it hasn't though," Evian insisted, "I felt it- something... This isn't over."

'Why are you resisting so hard, you idiot?' Evian wondered, 'Should I just remain quiet and let your City face another horde without warning you beforehand?'

"Dame Zayda, did you feel this 'something' that your subordinate claims to have felt?" the Baron asked.

"I have not. But if Evian claims to have, there's no harm in remaining alert for a few more nights."

The Baron groaned,

"You are asking me to reinstate the curfew."

"For the safety of the people of Kalkao, Yes," Zayda said.

"Hold on," Evian called out with furrowed brows, "You already announced an end to the Curfew."

The Baron nodded,

"Bright and early this morning," he said, "When the news of the closing of the Gate reached my ears and my men married, I was advised to grant the people a moment of freedom and respite following such troubling times. I wanted to quickly give them a chance to reclaim some normalcy."

"An honorable thought, Baron, but undoubtedly a premature..." Zayda started but was quickly interrupted.

"Advised by who?" Evan asked.

The Baron waved him off with ease,

"Hardly important," he said, "So you want me to recant my order?"

"That would probably be for the best."

"Very well," the Baron said with a sigh, "We will monitor the situation further and you will stay at my home until the threat is truly neutralized."

"As you wish," Zayda said and turned around to lead her Squad away.

Before Evian followed, he cast one last look at the comfortably smiling Baron and his Sultry wife who pointedly licked her lips at him. The sexual aura she exuded was so obviously directed at him was so palpable, he was sure everyone else in the hall could tell... Everyone except Baron.

"Come with me, you all," Zayda announced once they were all out of the hall, "We must train."

"Wait, what?" Gryon let out in surprise.

"I watched you all last night. Sloppy moves all around. There is some sense of uniformity I believe is from fighting by each other's sides enough times but your individual skills are very lacking.

If we want to be a Squad that stands the test of time, you all must get better."

"But--" Ember started to say.

"It's an Order!" Zayda said finally before she gave them all enough time to change into clothes they were comfortably training in before joining her at the Arena.

Ember pouted because a Mission that left the day free should have meant time with Evian but such plans were so quickly foiled. Carleine, the Sex-Partner-in-Progress was of a similar mind.

Evian had no problem with training.

At the Stygian Estate, he only ran from such because the time was better spent on schemes and the subjugation of beauties but here, he felt no real inclination to devote time to a personal project.

However, when he made to follow Zayda and be the first at the Training Arena, he heard a call that caused him to pause,

"Evian Stygian," Karenssa the Baroness called, "Can I have a word?"

Evian turned around to face her, a charming smile on his face,

"Baroness," he said in greeting.

Karenssa got as close as was needed to insinuate intimacy and with her seductive scent just oozing into Evian's nose, she chuckled,

"So formal. I could have sworn we were past that."

"We're not."

The Baroness giggled,

"Oh you're good," she said.

"Good at what?"

"At Playing hard to get."

Now Evian's smile switched from charming to lecherous, letting his eyes roam past Karenssa's face to her cleavage,

"Is that so? *Sigh* Alas, I don't often get to play the part but I've decided to be picky. From now on, only the very best will receive my wonderful touch. If I simply give it to every Lass that asks, I devalue a great talent, don't you think?"

As he spoke, Evian raised a hand and rubbed his index finger along his lower lip and after she held his gaze for a good while, Karenssa chuckled,

"So I don't qualify?" she asked.

Evian shook his head,

"You don't."

"Because I'm married?"

Evian laughed,

"Matrimony is pointless to me. I just don't think you're worthy is all."

A few veins popped on Karenssa's forehead but she kept her smile, as difficult as that was,

"These are matters we should not discuss in the open," she said, "Let's meet at the Hotsprings tonight."

Evian raised a brow,

"And the Monster Horde?"

Karenssa pulled back and turned around to sashay away,

"My husband was confident enough to call an end to the Curfew... I think it'll be fine.

So... Be there."