On my way to the tieflings' room, I remember the promise I made with them. The one about letting Neira draw us while at it. I'm not sure if she will be up for it already, but there's nothing wrong with asking, so I turn back and head to her room first, sensing her presence there.
While thinking about this whole ordeal, trying to imagine how it could actually be conducted, I reach for the doorknob and open the door to Neira's bedroom. The sight that enters my eyes just a moment later immediately brings me back to reality.
Neira is standing close to one of the dressers and is currently buttoning up a casual, linen shirt on herself. The problem is, as I'm already very aware since like forever, my dark elves aren't really into bras and such things, and thus, her modest breasts peek out from the gap created by the not-yet-joined buttons as she is positioned with her front partially towards me.
「Fuck. I got too accustomed to moving freely around here and created such an obvious situation!」
Well, I'm not some wimp, so I quickly step inside instead of outside and close the door behind me. Even if all the current personnel are all women, privacy is still a thing. I think. Hard to tell when my sexual escapades are known to literally everyone the day after they happen.
I hear Neira giggle behind my back and I turn around. "Sorry."
She extends both of her arms towards the floor and playfully squeezes her supple breasts together, starting to walk towards me while intentionally swaying them from side to side. Soon arriving at my front, she hugs me softly, pressing them against me and looking up into my eyes as she is just a tad shorter.
"What is there to apologize for?" she asks with a gentle yet slightly mischievous smile and pecks my lips delicately. "I have nothing to hide in front of my lover."
I give her a gentle kiss in return and hug her back. "Still. I should have knocked. What if you were in the middle of something more private?"
"Then I'd invite you to watch. Or perhaps to join me." She giggles again.
I sigh and shake my head. "You girls are just too much..."
"And look who is saying that. A demigod of all that's lewd, seductive and erotic. Shouldn't you be too much for us, mere, insignificant mortals?"
Catching on her teasing tone, I lean forward and join our lips in a longer and more passionate kiss. A few moments pass during our sweet exchange. Neira clearly enjoys such affection and pushes her mouth for more and more until we finally break from each other's lips.
"I can't speak on behalf of all other possible demigods, but I'm pretty sure you are quite significant to me."
She smiles beautifully and hugs me a little tighter before stepping away and continuing to button up her shirt. I lend her a hand and help with it, going from the top while she goes from the bottom. Neira nods her head as thanks after we finish.
"How can I help you then, Master? You didn't come here just for me, right?"
"And what if I did?"
She visibly blushes a little. "Can't be. I've received lots of your affection just recently."
I chuckle. "That may be true but it doesn't stop you from getting some more. Although, you are correct. I came to you to tell you that I'll be visiting the tiefling girls and to ask if you would want to accompany me. You know for what."
"Hmmm..." She ponders for a while. "I think I very well could... There's nothing super important that I'm working on. I'm actually waiting for a response from Cornelia about something. I might give it a try then. A long time has passed since I last drew something so dynamic. This will be a great experience. I'll definitely be able to capture at least a few sketches."
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I Own A Brothel In Another World (Ch. 1-196)
FantasíaAlastair Carter is a 27-year-old marketing and management teacher like many others around the world. Well... maybe besides the fact that he teaches some of that world's prodigies, but it's just a small detail. Even though he loves fantasy novels, he...