Ch10: Dryad's Request

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The rawest form of Fury courses through my veins as I sit at the head of the table in the unfinished conference room. The most important members of our little community are here, including Veldora, but nothing they say manages to soothe my rage. All Orcs must die!

Shuna: Lord Rimuru, please reconsider.

Shuna begs, stating that completely exterminating an entire species will greatly upset the balance within the known world but I couldn't care less. Their pesky invasion prevented me from getting laid! Such cockblocking must be treated with the highest severity. Such is as they deserve. Death or torture before death!

Benimaru: Milord, I agree with my sister. While-

Hiiro: Forget it, little brother. I'd recognise that look anywhere. Those are the eyes of one determined to kill. Our Lord has already made up his mind. Attempting to stop him any further will only result in you joining those Orcs in a long list of beings marked for extinction. 

Both: But-

Hiiro: Then there is the fact that they are launching an invasion of land under the protection of Lord Veldora, the penalty for which is also extinction.

The room falls silent but the brief respite is short-lived as Veldora soon begins laughing. 

Veldora: HAHAHAHA! Let them try. I'll crush them like bugs.

Me: Get in line.

Everyone else in the room tenses at my words but Veldora merely laughs harder as he slaps me in the back. 

Veldora: Hey. How about a wager?

Me: I'm not in the mood for games.

Veldora: You win, I wipe them out for you while you get to have your fun.

Me: and if you win?

Veldora: There's a particular sister of mine that is rather-

Me: Say no more. You have a deal.

We both smile deviously, before I turn to face Shion. She's remarkably remained silent throughout the entire proceedings so far but as my hand slips between her legs out of view of the rest of the room, she closes her legs. I'm nothing if not a man on a mission, however, and it isn't long before brute strength forces her thighs open wide enough for my fingers to find the treasure they seek.

Oblivious to my undertaking, the others begin making battle plans on how best to take out the Orcs if we're already determined to engage them on the offensive. They've gotten to the point of theorizing about how Orcs could unify like this in the first place but with my entire being focused on fingering Shion I hardly register any of their words until the words Orc Lord leave their lips.

I perk up at that but by now Shion's soaking wet and now that she's horny, she quickly pulls my attention back to her luscious body as she takes control of my hand and pushes things even further.

Shion: Lord Rimuru...

Shion purrs as her eyes roll back in blissful ecstasy. My fingers twirl just beneath the surface of her lips. I'm like a wolf who's on the trail of dinner and Shion's my prey. 

Shion: More...

I stop.

Shion: Please...

I continue, working her harder than before. I'm sure the rest of the room is now distinctly aware of my hand movements and what they entail but they know better than to get between me and-

Souei: [Lord Rimuru-]

Me: [For Fuck's Sake!]

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Souei: [Er...milord?]

Me: This had better be more important than death knocking on the very fucking door-

Souei: [A Dryad is requesting an audience-]

Me: Oh...

All my interest in Shion vanishes at that and after granting my consent to the meeting, I watch in amazement as the most perfect representation of the female specimen bares herself before me. Naked as the day we're all born, I watch as vines rope around her beauty until she's hidden from view. 

Me: Ehem.

My body, naturally resistant to heat, boils. Steam rises from every pore in my skin blinding me temporarily. By the time it clears, the Dryad stands fully robed but no less radiant. 

Me: What can I do for such a perfect creature as yourself?

Much to my displeasure, the little insect turns her gaze from me and unto a clearly inferior Veldora.

????: Lord Veldora, allow me to congratulate you on your return.

Veldora: Hmm?

Raphael: [Should I add her species to the extinction list?]

As if she can hear what Raphael suggests, the fiend turns to face me without a moment's delay and curtsies until her dress pools around her feet. Her knees must be offering her body support against the cool wooden flooring because she remains upright without much effort.

????: Great Lord Rimuru, I have a request to make of you.

Raphael: [I advise refusal.]

Me: No.

She seems genuinely hurt by the immediacy of my denial but it doesn't deter her from saying what she came to say.

????: I am Treyni, one of the Dryads of the forest and I have come to ask you to defeat the-

Me: I thought I already told you. The answer's no. Ask Veldora who you so clearly admire-

Veldora: What'd I do?

I stand abruptly. Tension is thick in the air but as I begin turning towards the door, I feel hands lay hold on my feet. Looking down I find Treyni prostrating herself as if trying to garner even the smallest bit of recognition.

Treyni: Please! The forest will not-

Me: I don't care. Now let go so that I can-

Treyni: I'll do anything!

My spirit lights aflame upon hearing that.

Me: Anything?

Treyni: I-

A grin spreads across my face as I take her hand in mine and drag her unceremoniously to her feet. Without so much as a second glance toward Shion or the rest of the room, we're through the door and making our way towards the nearest house. 

Me: [Raphael-]

Raphael: [Prevent anyone from interfering? Done.]

As we pass through the door to the house, clones separate from me to stand watch just outside. Treyni opens her mouth to say something but gets cut off when my lips crash against her own. My tongue violently forces her lips apart as my hands rip the fabric from her body. She attempts to put up mild resistance but her efforts are futile. I might be in human form but I'm still technically a slime and with the many tentacle-like limbs pinning her to the walls, she's left wide open and bare for me as I create the perfect male organ.

Her eyes widen in terror as she stares down at the massive blue pole vanishing out of view behind the curve of her stomach. She struggles to break free but in a strange twist of delectable sexy, her body arches ever forward as if begging me to stick it in. I comply.

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