Handing the barrels of fish to Lorraine, she immediately starts to prepare the content, scaling off the animals with spectacular mastery, extracting the nutritious flesh in minutes.
Merzïry and Myself enter in one of the eight separations of the Tent, in other words, my individual room, Annïzzhïa comes too, sitting expectant for the moment in which Merzïry leaves the room, though, that is not going to happen soon.
—How do I feed Annïzzhïa My Busty Bunny?.
—She can eat the Nûrkxz on her own, but feeding her can increase your "Bond", So is better if you do it a bit more personal.
‡I think she meant "Intimate"‡
{Surely, You want Merzïry watch?}
‡Yes Please!, My Contractor!‡
Sitting down, I make quite clear to Annïzzhïa that she needs to rest her head on one of my legs; She obediently follows my order, moving slowly to capture Merzïry's attention.
Annïzzhïa's violet magenta eyes blink invitingly, so I lean downwards, kissing the tip of her nose, giving her a series of kisses until I reach the armored clit on her forehead, licking it once before nibbling it playfully.
Annïzzhïa silently moans, letting her breath scape, swirling against the air above her face; I observe Merzïry, she is focused on what is happening and even close the distance to be near us.
Touching the ear of Annïzzhïa I course through her skin to reach her cheeks, the scales she has are soft, or maybe smooth is a more accurate description.
My movement continues, brushing slightly with my thumb the border of her puffy lips; I press them a bit more, circling her mouth as Annïzzhïa's tongue wants to play along, giving occasional timid licks to my finger as she closes her cavity.
Once sealed, I massage her lips for a few seconds, stopping in the middle of them, observing attentively to my Contracted Partner as my Ascension Animal Affection gets activated at full capacity.
The almost inexistent defiance of Annïzzhïa disappears, giving herself to me by pecking my thumb subserviently.
She does it again, being more daring with an actual kiss, showcasing her desire of having with me a relationship that goes beyond of what a Contractor should have with its Contracted Partner.
"—Open up your mouth for me Annïzzhïa"; I order while my hand goes near Merzïry, she naively kiss my thumb too; Being aware of what she just did, she blushes embarrassed, grabbing a transparent Nûrkxz and putting it in my hand.
"—Do you want this Annïzzhïa?"; My question is rhetorical, but she nods expectantly "—Yes, Feed me My Contractor".
Her excitement is as high of mine, opening her mouth even more than before; Annïzzhïa's tongue moves lewdly in an inviting manner, moving the Nûrkxz closer to her lips, as her tongue envelopes the small dodecahedron, licking my fingers as she devours the item, dissolving it in tiny cristalic particles that feel as a liquid even when they clearly are a solid.
She sucks my thumb, kissing it in the end, posing her sight on Merzïry "—She taste good, can i have her My Contractor?".
—We can discuss the matter, First you have to be filled to the brimm…
The process is repeated making slightly changes during the interaction, pamper Annïzzhïa with kisses and caresses as Merzïry assist me by giving to me the Nûrkxz, of course, without forgetting to kiss my thumb too, a silly tendency that has Annïzzhïa extremly pleased.
—*Yawn*, I can't keep going My Contractor.
§ Embryon §
Level 5
Nûrkxz (47/175) to reach Level 6
Tier 0
Stars (0/3) to reach Tier 1
Growth Tolerance (1478/1472)
Growth Assimilation (21 per Hour)
—Pretty must have reach her limit My Farmer; Have in mind that surpassing the limit of the Growth Tolerance is equal to your age, but procure to always keep it under 80% of the limit, in case of unexpected attacks, in which you could need her intervention.
—But is better to fill her up if I can.
—Yes, The higher the Level of your Embryon, the higher the Level she can Evoke, with more Pacts is faster because not only the Growth Assimilation is more, if not is double or triple as each Contracted Partner has access to the same capacity.
—Interesting, Thanks My Silver Bunny; Come Annïzzhïa, is time for you to take a nap.
"—Yes, My Contractor"; Turning into light, Annïzzhïa enters in my illuminated chest, and sensing how satisfied is she I can't avoid to have a dumb smile on my face.
"—What is it My Farmer?"; Curiously inquire Merzïry, and I can't contain myself at the idea.
—I have something for you.
Her cute face brightens up with enthusiastic hops "—A gift for me!".
—Yes My Busty Bunny.
Holding the backpack I received at Kinksters, I take out the dark grey bunny accessory set of leather and show it to Merzïry; Her eyes widen less than her smile "—I love them!, Can I wear them now?!".
—You can My Cute Silver Bunny.
Merzïry fastly puts on the mask covering half of the upper part of her face; Which does a massive alteration by changing her silver hair to match the leather tonality, getting rid off of her cute apparency, turning her into an enticing seductress if it weren't for the silly smile she has.
—Do I look pretty My Farmer?.
—You are breathtaking Merzïry, to the point that I would like to abduct you to ravage you any instant I desire to do so.
The Bunny Mask is unable to hide the blushing cheeks of Merzïry, who looks in my direction and whispers in a low tone.
—You don't need to do that, You already have me D-Drïekvïer…
—Do I?, Because I don't know your real name.
—Is Éxzedrya, My Farmer.
—You keep saying that I am "Your Farmer", but I can't remember anything proving you are "Mine".
I step forward, embracing Merzïry's waist, pulling her near me with my left arm, as my right hand lifts her chin; Her beautiful dark wine eyes are locked with my cyan irises, a sensation that I can't get enough, as the vehemence in her focus and expectant expression seems ready for anything i could want or need from her.
—Something like a "Mark"?, Or "Brand"?.
"—A tattoo?"; The mention of this ideas disturb her breathing, showing a ragged tempo with an ecstatic smile.
{She really has an interesting point of view}
—I was thinking in something that could fit more with your gift.
She gulps down "—Y-You mean"…
"—Yes Éxzedrya"; My fingers run from her chin through her skin surrounding in a tigh, firm yet caring grasp her soft and fragile neck.
Merzïry let me manhandle her, turning her around so her fleshy buttocks are pressed against my groin.
She grinds herself, moving her waist as her eyes close, though, not as tightly as her lips, resisting her moans with sensual grunts.
In the distance we can hear Gorddzza's voice "—That smells good, is it long before you finish Tough Deerïntïer?".
"—A few minutes at most, Can you call everyone?"; Reply Lorraine and I can sense Merzïry tensing up.
—Do you want to stop My Busty Bunny?.
—I, I think it would be the best My Farmer, we can't let Lorraine wait after her hard work; But, can we continue, later, in our Bedroom if possible.
—Of course My Silver Bunny, you still have to be punished…
Merzïry shows a mischievous smile "—I know My Farmer, I am patiently waiting for it; Could you keep my gift with you?".
—Sure My Silver Bunny.
Merzïry returns the Leather accessory set to my backpack and has already longing in her naive glare, which makes obvious how much she actually like the gift I gave to her.
A minute later Gorddzza calls for us, leaving my personal room with Merzïry; In the tent are already here Dêrêlitzzê, Irithessa and Oriana, as Gretta and Andára are helping to stablish an improvised table and seats with wood.
{How much time did I spend Fedding Annïzzhïa?!}
Zifarlia comes too, accompanied by Amber, who is clearly more in tune with herself after a good rest.
Lorraine brings the food with Gorddzza, who waits until Lory gives everyone a portion of what she has cooked; Delicious Grilled fish fillets with a side of mushrooms, onions and other seasonings that I don't know about.
{Clearly there is a lot I need to learn}
We continue satiating our appetite with the DIVINE cuisine of Lory, who receive another marriage proposal from Gorddzza; However, as it occurs with Gretta, Lorraine reject the petition, making it clear that she is interested in me, but unlike before, she points out that she does not consider herself ready to be by my side, much less after seeing how capable I am in combat, while she is unable to defend on her own.
{Gosh!, Mental Note: Procure not to show off a lot, even if the situation looks favorable, you can't comprehend how anything is going to unfold or be interpreted by those around}
The rest of our stay on this environment become pretty much the same in the following days, with the exception of no more Farioth in the way; Which was strange but we can't complain as the time here was acceptably entertaining.