Chapter 107: Dream Walking Part 2
Malik felt the familiar pull of the dream world, his new powers granting him the ability to traverse the minds of those he loved and cared for. Tonight, his goal was clear: to finish his Skill Quest and attain 20 pairs of underwear from those deeply in love with him. With twelve pairs already collected, he needed eight more to complete his task.
As he floated through the dreamscape, he first directed his thoughts towards Tayuya. The dream around him shifted, becoming a lush, vibrant forest where the sounds of nature mixed with the haunting melodies of a flute.
Tayuya's Dream
Malik found Tayuya sitting on a large rock, her flute pressed to her lips as she played a soulful tune. She looked up as he approached, a smirk playing on her lips.
"Malik, what brings you here?" she asked, setting her flute down.
"Tayuya, it's good to see you," Malik said, sitting beside her. "I wanted to check in on you. How have you been?"
Tayuya shrugged, her eyes softening slightly. "I've been managing. Things have been... different without you around."
Malik reached out, taking her hand in his. "I miss you too, Tayuya. But I have a favor to ask."
Her eyes narrowed playfully. "Oh? What is it?"
Malik hesitated for a moment before speaking. "I need your underwear."
Tayuya blinked, her surprise evident. "My underwear? Seriously, Malik?"
He nodded, a sheepish smile on his face. "It's for a quest. I need to collect them from people deeply in love with me."
She laughed, shaking her head. "You and your quests. Alright, fine. But only because it's you."
Tayuya stood up from the rock, her movements fluid and graceful. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties, her eyes never leaving Malik's. With a slow, deliberate motion, she began to slide them down her legs, revealing more and more of her toned, tanned skin.
Malik couldn't help but watch, his eyes drawn to the tantalizing reveal. The lace of her underwear brushed against her thighs, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. As she stepped out of them, she kicked them gently in his direction, a playful smirk on her lips.
"Here you go," she said, her voice low and sultry. "Don't lose them, now."
They were a delicate shade of lavender, adorned with lace and slightly worn from use. The scent of her natural musk and a hint of floral perfume wafted towards him, a testament to her wild yet feminine nature.
She rolled her eyes, but her smile was genuine. "Just don't make it a habit, okay?"
Malik chuckled, nodding. "I promise. Thank you, Tayuya."
Kimimaro's Dream
Next, Malik directed his thoughts towards Kimimaro. The dreamscape shifted again, transforming into a tranquil garden filled with blooming flowers and a serene pond.
Kimimaro stood by the water's edge, her expression calm and peaceful. She turned as Malik approached, a gentle smile spreading across her face.
"Malik, it's been a while," Kimimaro said, her voice soft.
"Kimimaro, how have you been?" Malik asked, standing beside her.
"I've been well, considering everything," Kimimaro replied. "Your presence is always a comfort."
Malik nodded, feeling the sincerity in Kimimaro's words. "I'm glad to hear that. I have a favor to ask, though."
Kimimaro raised an eyebrow. "What do you need?"
Malik took a deep breath. "I need your underwear."
Kimimaro blinked, clearly taken aback. "My underwear? Why?"
Malik explained the quest, his tone light and humorous. Kimimaro listened, a small smile tugging at her lips. "Alright, Malik. If it's for a quest," she said, her voice tinged with amusement.
With a graceful motion, Kimimaro produced her underwear. They were simple yet elegant, white with a touch of lace trim. The scent of fresh linens and a hint of sandalwood clung to them, reflecting her refined and disciplined nature. She handed them to Malik, who accepted them with a grateful smile.
"Thank you, Kimimaro," Malik said warmly.
Kimimaro nodded, her expression fond. "Anything for you, Malik."
Orochimaru's Dream
Finally, Malik turned his thoughts towards Orochimaru. The dreamscape darkened, becoming a labyrinth of twisting corridors and shadowy corners. Orochimaru stood at the center, her eyes gleaming with curiosity and amusement.
"Malik, what an unexpected surprise," Orochimaru purred, her voice silky.
"Orochimaru," Malik greeted her, his tone steady. "I need something from you."
Her eyebrows arched in intrigue. "Oh? And what might that be?"
Malik didn't hesitate. "Your panties."
Orochimaru's laughter echoed through the corridors, rich and dark. "My, my, Malik. How bold of you."
"It's for a quest," Malik explained, his expression serious.
She sauntered closer, her eyes locked onto his. "A quest, you say? How intriguing."
With a sly smile, Orochimaru reached beneath her cloak and produced her panties. They were black satin, luxurious and sensuous, with a faint scent of exotic spices and the faintest hint of snake musk. She handed them to Malik, her fingers brushing against his.
"Thank you," Malik said, his voice sincere.
Orochimaru's smile widened. "You're welcome, Malik. I look forward to seeing what you do next."
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With the underwear from Tayuya, Kimimaro, and Orochimaru in hand, Malik still needed five more pairs to complete his quest. As he left Orochimaru's dream, he pondered who else he could visit. His thoughts settled on Might Guy.
The dreamscape shifted again, and Malik found himself in a vast, mountainous region, where the sky was a vibrant shade of blue. Might Guy, in her dream, was running up and down the steep slopes, her movements powerful and graceful.
Might Guy's Dream
Malik watched for a moment, admiring her strength and endurance. She seemed to be enjoying the challenge, a broad smile on her face as she pushed herself to her limits. He approached her as she reached the peak of a particularly high mountain.
"Guy!" Malik called out, his voice carrying on the wind.
Might Guy turned, her eyes lighting up when she saw him. "Malik! What brings you here?"
Malik smiled, approaching her. "I wanted to check in on you. How have you been?"
Might Guy wiped a bead of sweat from her brow, her smile never faltering. "I've been fantastic, as always! Keeping my body and spirit in top shape."
Malik chuckled. "I'm glad to hear that. I have a favor to ask, though."
She raised an eyebrow, curiosity piqued. "Oh? What is it?"
Malik took a deep breath. "I need your underwear."
Might Guy blinked, clearly taken aback, then burst into hearty laughter. "My underwear? Really, Malik?"
He nodded, a sheepish smile on his face. "It's for a quest. I need to collect them from people deeply in love with me."
Her laughter subsided, and she looked at him with genuine affection. "Well, if it's for a quest, then I suppose I can help."
Might Guy's movements were quick and efficient as she began to undress. She reached down, hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her green spandex pants and sliding them down, revealing a pair of white cotton panties. They were simple and practical, just like her, with a faint scent of fresh sweat and the outdoors.
She stepped out of her panties, handing them to Malik with a broad grin. "Here you go. Don't lose them!"
Malik accepted them, feeling the warmth and sincerity in her gesture. "Thank you, Guy."
Might Guy nodded, then plopped down on a nearby rock, motioning for Malik to join her. "So, Malik, how have you been? It's been a while since we had a chance to talk."
Malik sat beside her, taking in the serene dreamscape around them. "I've been busy, with quests and everything else. But I've missed you."
She smiled, her eyes softening. "I've missed you too. But I understand. We both have a lot on our plates."
Malik nodded. "I know the age difference isn't an issue for us, but our schedules are. Maybe we should take things slower, one day at a time?"
Might Guy's smile widened. "I think that's a great idea. No need to rush. Let's enjoy each other's company whenever we can."
They sat together in comfortable silence for a while, enjoying the tranquility of the dream world. Malik felt a deep sense of contentment, knowing that their relationship was strong and that they were both willing to make it work, despite their busy lives.
As the dream began to fade, Might Guy turned to him. "Take care of yourself, Malik. And good luck with your quest."
Malik nodded, giving her a warm smile. "Thank you, Guy. I'll see you soon."
With that, he departed from her dream, imbued with a fresh sense of purpose and determination. He was still four pairs of underwear short of completing his quest, yet he was one step nearer to his objective. Bolstered by the love and support of those around him, Malik felt ready to confront any challenges that awaited him.
"Who else is there?" he thinks to himself.