Yes. In a moment.

*Author note: Finally figured out how to italicize on my phone. Thoughts are now in italics...unless I sometimes forget.*

Seamus walked between the statues holding weapons in the antechamber and heard Hanae's breath catch. As they walked by the statue holding a short lanyard attached to the rear of a mountain gun, he felt the leash tighten significantly so he paused, expecting her to give it some slack, but when it didn't, he stepped back a little and he felt the leash droop a hair before it suddenly tightened significantly, so he stopped moving backwards. Seamus smiled but didn't turn around.

Seamus heard Hanae's murmuring voice, low, curious, interested, and desirous.

"I'll have someone have one ready for you to fire from a tower tomorrow, Hanae." Seamus said.

Seamus felt the leash suddenly go very slack and then go taut at a lower angle. "Heika! Watashi ni wa mottainō gozaimasu. Kokoro yori kansha itashimasu! Ahh...thank you. Thank you!” Hanae breathed out in awe.

Seamus chuckled. "You're going to have to teach me Japanese, Hanae. Or at least, how to say: Good evening mother-in-law, welcome to dinner."

Hanae's breath stopped. Seamus felt the leash relax and tighten before she started breathing again. "Heika...hai..." She said quietly.

Seamus winced. He felt the leash angle change while maintaining the pressure.

"Konbanwa, okāsan. Dōzo, ohairi kudasai. Yūshoku no junbi ga dekite imasu." Hanae said quietly and slowly.

Seamus shook his head with a smile. "Can I just say: Konbanwa, okāsan? I don't think I'll be able to the rest by tomorrow."

"A-ashita!? Hayasugimasu, Heika! Mō sukoshi jikan ga hitsuyō desu! So soon!" The words rushed out of Hanae. Her breath escaped afterward in a soft, moaning sigh. Then finally: "Ah...yes.”

Seamus nodded briskly and started walking forward. "Never put off till tomorrow what you can do today! Err...never put off till the next day what you can do tomorrow..."

Both Sireah and Hanae wisely stayed quiet. But the guards snickered. Seamus sighed.

Twenty feet from the door to the bedroom, something clicked. "Elaln."

"Here, Your Majesty." Elaln stepped forward out of the group.

"Na was ing her operatives." Seamus sighed. " Ranekoo. See if she has any information, or can get any information, on what Na was attempting to retrieve without disturbing Na's rest."

Seamus narrowed his eyes, looked down at the floor, and thought hard. "Her fur was dry, no snow, no rain, but it didn't smell hot, or dusty. Not antiseptic so no hospitals, or janitorial facilities. But no smell of oil, dirt...she was meeting someone inside? A melange of scents I'm not familiar with...somewhere not on Earth? Hmm..."

"She was meeting with me, Your Majesty." A familiar voice from the upper reaches of the room came.

The guards snapped to.

"Hold!" Seamus snapped. He turned to look in the upper corner of the room and smiled at the shimmering white and scintillating black fur with pretty eyes in the dark shadow. "Hello, Ranekoo."

Seamus turned back to Elaln: "Good work." He nodded gravely.

Elaln bowed with a sardonic tilt of her eyebrow. And melted back into the group with the air of quiet aplomb.

Seamus looked back in time to ire Ranekoo as she finished her silent glide from the corner. She really is pretty.

Ranekoo alighted with a slight scrabble of claws on the statue next to him, her front two paws on the shoulders of the statue and back two on the wings. Her tail was low, between her legs, and after she'd finished settling, her wings folded flat against her back. She bowed her head and stilled, a slight tremor running through her as her right front paw slipped a millimeter on the slick marble.

"Interesting perch. Ensuring all my guards can shoot you if need be?" Seamus asked dryly.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Ranekoo said, her head dipped a fraction further, her ears flicked forward with whiskers splayed forward and out, and then she craned her head up and to the right a bit.

Seamus opened his mouth...paused...and with quiet amusement and an impulse he couldn't quite control, walked forward, placed a foot on the mountain gun wheel, his left hand on the elbow of the statue, and still holding the leash, his right hand on the other shoulder and pulled himself up to Ranekoo who froze, her chest rising and falling in short, rapid breaths.

Several of the guards shifted positions swiftly, rustling their wings in apparent displeasure.

Seamus leaned forward, Ranekoo's scent filling his nostrils as he opened his mouth, closed the last inch between them, and bit down on the offered neck. Ranekoo maintained her position, a tremor running through her body before it stopped. Seamus could hear the snicks as her short claws tapped the marble as she slipped another millimeter. He held the position for a few seconds, wanting desperately to spit fur out of his mouth.

Seamus decided that was enough, and so, bit down harder, his incisors just slightly breaking the surface of her skin. Wait, what?

Ranekoo's scent changed swiftly, her neck jerking back a quarter inch, and Seamus saw her eye close hard in his peripheral vision before it opened again and he felt her neck forcefully ease back into his mouth, her pulse beating hard against his teeth.

Seamus carefully opened his mouth, released the bite of her neck he'd had, climbed back down the statue, turned around and surreptitiously, furiously wiped his tongue with his left hand, glaring at the smirk on Sireah's face.

Sireah schooled her expression seriously. Walked up to him. And French kissed him.

Seamus snorted his laughter as her tongue wiped his firmly, her tongue dragging against his roughly. He smiled, placed his left hand on her breast, flicked her nipple with his thumb, and gently pushed her back.

Sireah pouted and her tail whipped, but she bowed and retreated, her face thoughtful as she did so.

Seamus did a circle to the right, turning around to face Ranekoo, moving the hand holding the leash down to his belt. He raised his wings high, slipped the tips back until he felt Hanae's shoulders, and slid his wings down her left and right sides.

Seamus looked at Ranekoo, still in the same position as he'd left her. He slid his tail over to Sireah, slid the tip up her calves between her legs to her thighs, then started to carefully tickle the moist folds with the edge of the tip of his tail.

Seamus smiled as he heard Sireah's breathing change. "Okay, why did Na reach out to you, and was she injured protecting you?" He stared at Ranekoo hard.

Ranekoo bowed in assent. "The Ḫajäkńčłgř..." She paused at a sour look from Seamus but continued when he nodded. "...had started moving, Your Majesty. I was tracking them, on Na's behalf, and on the behalf of the High Court. They had stopped in an inn for the night, and so I crept into a supposed safe place to observe their room."

Ranekoo made a sour look herself. "Unfortunately, they'd caught my scent. I'd already reached out about their movements and possible interference in Na's preparations a week..." Ranekoo suddenly seized, her paws scrabbled, and her face pinched in pain. She tumbled over the back of the statue and hit the ground and writhed, her body racking with tremors.

"Ranekoo!" Seamus dropped the leash, and rushed around the statue, hearing Sireah leap up as his tail whipped out from between her legs. Seamus dropped to his knees by Ranekoo, who was finally breathing again.

"Owww." Ranekoo wheezed. "Those things pack a punch."

"What things?" Seamus asked.

"Bloo..." Ranekoo closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and let it out again. "Blood oaths, Your Majesty."

Seamus put his left hand on her shoulder and rubbed. Thinking back a moment...he froze. "Na's...preparations...a week ago."

Freezing for a moment, her eyes going wide as she looked up at him before shivering her fur flat, Ranekoo then shakily put a paw on the ground and tried to stand but fell back down. "I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I cannot tell you more unless you order it of me." The claws in her paw snicked out and back as she made an annoyed hiss. Her arm muscles trembled before she relaxed back into a slump.

Seamus's eyes sharpened. "And have you dead because you violated your oath? No. Don't." His voice grew cold. "I need to have a discussion with my wife...a serious discussion with my wife." His eyes closed. "A week. I thought...I was...I thought I had..."

Seamus felt a leash handle gently slide into his right hand, and when his hand closed on it, he had to tense his muscles to keep the tension when the hand holding it disappeared. He sighed. "Tomorrow. After she gets her rest." He opened his eyes and looked at Ranekoo. "Are you okay?"

Ranekoo nodded, breathing in and out with careful intention. "I will be okay, Your Majesty. Na saved my life tonight. I didn't see him coming." She said bitterly, her ears flattening against her head as she snapped her teeth together with a click.

"It happens." Seamus said.

Ranekoo huffed. Then froze. Gathered herself, put weight on her paw again and shifted her weight so her other paw could go on the ground. Her wings tried to open, jerked closed again, her eyes half-lidded and she bared her teeth, a growl rumbling as she forced her wings to full extension and then sighed as she slowly relaxed them. Carefully keeping Seamus's hand on her shoulder, she arched her back and flexed her spine in a wave down to the tip of her tail before she knelt to elbows and knees and crawled on all fours between his legs.

Seamus's eyes opened wide and he braced himself on the statue as she carefully slipped between the gap in his knees until her head was at his feet. Seamus looked down at the wings pressed against his thighs, the tail curled under her legs, and felt something strange on his right foot. Finally he got it. She was licking his shoe. Seamus rolled his eyes. Please tell me this is a joke. "Ranekoo?"

"Yes, Your Majesty?" The words rumbled against his thighs and top of his foot.

"I'm not overly familiar with Miz court behavior..." Seamus began.

Ranekoo froze and interrupted him. "This isn't normal human behavior when apologizing? Your Majesty?" Her tail whipped out and the tip curled tight in a spiral.

"No. Not...in most circles." Seamus said simply.

Ranekoo sighed, the tip of her tail lashing and smacking herself on the back hard. "Na-a-a..." She started backing out from between his legs, her wings slumped against her back.

Seamus badly wanted to ask. "If I ask..."

Ranekoo blinked up at him from between his knees. "I can take the pain, Your Majesty."

Seamus growled.

Ranekoo cowered against the floor going flat, her forehead against the ground.

Seamus sighed. "Look. When I ask that, what I'm really asking is, is it safe to ask you or will the oath punish you for answering it?"

Ranekoo carefully rose, continued backing away and then bowed from two feet away. "Yes, Your Majesty. Asking about...my licking your shoe...is unsafe for me." Her whiskers dropped and went flat against her cheeks.

Seamus pinched his nose with his left thumb and forefinger and laughed. "Oh, Na. What in the world...world's did you do?" He returned to looking at Ranekoo, a smile back on his face. "Okay. What can you tell me safely?"

"The hounds get called when Lucifer needs their aid against a rebellious Miz faction. I'm uncertain what prompted this call up, since I am the representative between the High Court and you, Your Majesty, and I haven't heard anything about another faction seeking to distance themselves from Lucifer." Ranekoo mused.

Seamus frowned. "Are they only called for that purpose?"

"No, Your Majesty. But, there have been no major gatherings of the Perizoda for two thousand years, so their other purposes haven't been utilized for a very long time." Ranekoo stretched her front left paw fingers and flexed them. "It's puzzling. And my...mother is uncertain as to their reasoning as well." Ranekoo shook her head. "It's part of what I was hoping to learn tonight, Your Majesty."

Seamus nodded and stood, flexing his knees. He put his wings back on Hanae's arms again and felt her slight trembling ease. "Well. It's a double wedding night for me. And Hanae's, and Sireah's wedding nights. So I bid you adieu for now."

Ranekoo bowed lower and started crawling backward. "Apologies, Your Majesty. And congratulations. May your... nuptials prove fruitful and your kits strong and healthy."

Hanae choked and coughed. "Sumimasen, Heika." Seamus felt the angle of the leash change briefly again.

Seamus smiled and said: "Thank you, Ranekoo. I hope to have many children with my wives."

Seamus felt Hanae's hand touch a wing feather and stroke it softly, lingering at the tip. He turned and started walking away from Ranekoo, and felt himself say: "As well as with you, if I choose marriage." Why?! Why did I say that!

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I...I await your decision, whichever it may be." Ranekoo said softly. "Apologies, Your Majesty. My new mission is to keep watch. By your leave?"

Seamus nodded and heard her pad softly behind them, outside of the ring of guards.

Seamus smiled when he saw the bookcases swing open and two guards stepped through, holding the doors open for them to . He paused, ten feet away and at a 45° angle to the approach and he lifted his right wing, folding it to the left. Transferring the end of the leash to his left hand, he held the leather cord in his right and pulled with his left.

Hanae came up alongside and he lifted his right hand until it was at her collar. Seamus slowly pulled her around in front of him, facing him. He slipped a finger under her chin, raising her face until her eyes flicked up to meet his before darting down again.

Seamus smiled. He moved his right hand and felt the heat of her shoulder through her top, and slid his hand down her arm, inside her wrist, and with one finger, lightly pressed outward.

Hanae lifted her arms above her head.

Seamus lifted his left hand and dropped the leash down the front of her top, watching as it dropped between her breasts to hang by her knees. Using both hands, he removed the transparent top and tossed it to a guard without looking. He leaned forward and gently kissed a startled Hanae on the lips.

Hanae lowered her hands to his shoulders and made a soft sound.

Seamus slid his hands down her sides to the waistband of her skirt, and pushed it down off her hips. Keeping his lips on hers, he used his hands to walk her forward as he moved backward a couple of steps.

Seamus could feel the heat from her cheeks but Hanae didn't move away when a guard picked up her skirt.

Seamus knelt down and looked at the chastity belt. There was an obvious key hole, but he saw no key. "If I break this, is there a problem?"

"Heika...I-I don't know the particulars. You are my superior now. I would have to add a rule to find out the specifics of my other rules." Hanae said softly.

Seamus's eyes flashed dangerously. But that was an issue for another day. He lifted his watch and looked for Hanae in his app. Found the notation regarding her chastity belt. And sighed in relief. Only while in negotiation. His lips tightened with anger. Another day. He forced a smile. He tapped on the line and clicked unlock. Useful. Looking up, he saw the belt relax.

Hanae breathed a sigh of relief.

Seamus unhooked the belt, drew it down her legs a little, and after looking up at Hanae and getting a quick nod, reached in and pulled the plug from her between her folds.

Hanae swayed a little and let out a little moan. Then froze.

A handspan of metal and silicon later, the bulbous head popped free, strands of moisture connecting her to the device before he dropped it a little further, careful of the wires. Clicking off the switch he found just below the dildo and holding the belt in one hand, Seamus reached further back and gently rotated the rear plug a little, causing a hitch in Hanae's breathing. But the plug rotated freely, easily. So he started carefully pulling down.

Hanae moaned, and her butt muscles tightened considerably. "Heika...not nnn...if you would...after, please, after, ah." She swayed forward and put her hands on his shoulders.

Seamus looked up and saw her eyes closed, her face looking concerned. "Okay. I can. Hanae, how long have you been wearing this?"

Hanae's eyes shot open. Her voice went quiet. "Not long, Heika. Only...jūni-jikan chotto...maybe jūgo-jikan kurai."

"Hanae...are you using Japanese on purpose to avoid answering?" Seamus asked.

Hanae was quiet for a long moment, a severe blush on her face, and she whimpered before freezing again. Then she nodded twice quickly, her eyes shut tight. "Hai." She whispered.

Seamus was about to look at the app, paused. "Give us space please." He called out. He heard feathers rustling and the clicking of heels. He waited a few seconds. "If I look this up in the app, am I going to get angry?"

Hanae paused for only a second and then nodded.

"I'm not going to let anger intrude into our first night together. I'm not going to look at the app. Are you able to remove this yourself?" Seamus asked.

Hanae shook her head. "Daijōbu desu...Heika...it...ah..." Her eyes closed in severe embarrassment. And then she said the last in a whisper. "Self...cleaning." She whimpered.

Seamus couldn't help the smirk. He could help the laugh. Should I tease? No. Oooh...if she's going to be around me she'll have to get used to it anyway. "So...you're interested to feel what sex is like wearing a butt plug then, I see."

Hanae's eyes shot open and looked at his teasing smile, and shivered, closing her eyes again. She kept her hands on his shoulders, but reduced the weight she'd transferred to him, breathed in deeply, and opened her legs just a hair wider. Then gave a very slight nod.

Seamus looked back down at the butt plug, pressed up, against the base, and hearing nothing from above him, smiled and pulled out one of the electrical leads with two of the fingers from that hand. Then he pulled out the other electrical lead. And slid his finger along the skin towards her folds. Parting them, he blew softly on the very aroused bud poking through the petals.

Seamus felt Hanae sway. But she didn't make a sound. Seamus smiled wider. And lightly circled the bud with his finger before standing up, then after beckoning to a guard to come closer, handed the belt to her.

After she had retreated with the belt, Seamus looked down at Hanae, leaned over, and kissed her lightly on the lips. He used his tail to pull Sireah over and then turned and kissed her next. He smiled at them both, then knelt down, put his arms around the backs of their knees, pulled them close, and stood up, using his tail and wings to pin them to his back and he walked over the threshold of the door to the bedroom with Sireah's peals of laughter in his ear, Hanae frozen in shock on his right shoulder, tensing her butt muscles mightily.

Seamus marched with them up to the bed, and his chest rising and falling rapidly, carefully bent over, and released his tail, allowing them both to fall on his bed, Sireah spreading her wings up and out to avoid Hanae.

Seamus stood back up and looked at the two naked women in his bed and smiled. And winced as he carefully rubbed his back. A barest second later, he felt hands pushing his away from his back. About to protest, he stopped when the hands reached up and undid the buttons of his suit jacket above the left wing.

Seamus felt a body cuddle against his back, hands coming around and undoing his buttons, so he looked down. Two long black arm bands with white ruffles at the wrists were undoing the last of his buttons, both on the suit jacket and his pants, in short order. The left hand with black fingernail polish with white tips pulled his left sleeve over his hand and he allowed the jacket to slide off. The button over his right wing came undone and she stepped to the right side, kneeling and gently folding the jacket over her left arm.

Now that he could see her, Seamus saw the French Maid guard. I really need to ask her name soon. Seamus turned and ired the women on his bed.

The guard leaned forward and slid his shoes off, holding them with a finger a piece on her left hand. A moment later, his pants were over her arm, then his boxers.

Seamus spoke to Sireah as his shirt was being removed: "Earlier...you gave me four options for what you wanted to be. And said two were already taken. I'm going to give you a choice tonight. One of the remaining two options means I focus purely on you for the next forty minutes, wringing out as many moments of pleasure your body can give to me. The other...I focus on Hanae. And you get my tail...right up until the last ten minutes for the marital rites."

Sireah's eyes gleamed and she smiled with joy. She pulled her legs under her and arched her back as she used mostly stomach and upper leg muscles to move from a back position to a kneeling position. She put both arms behind her back, bowed her head, and folded her wings so the tips touched the small of her back. Her tail curled until the stinger was safe between her legs.

Seamus smiled. Leaned over, allowing the shirt to slide off of him as he did so. He leaned in close and whispered in Sireah's ear. "I see you decided not to take the Slut route..." And kissed her on the cheek affectionately.

Sireah smiled but kept her head bowed.

Seamus felt hands expertly pressing a specific spot on his back and he groaned. Then his back popped and he sighed in relief. He stood up. The hands retreated. He turned to Hanae, smiled at her, and cracked his tail on the now smirking Sireah on her left breast.

Hanae froze as the crack echoed in the room.

"One...Master." Sireah's voice said steadily, not moving.

Hanae relaxed.

Seamus climbed onto the bed and hovered over Hanae, holding his chest just above hers. He looked into her eyes, one knee between her legs. "Your move...my Cherry Blossom."

Hanae's eyes widened. "Am I to be... I'm your slut, then?" She trembled a little.

Seamus shook his head. "Not unless you want to be."

Hanae slowly brought a hand up to his face and ran her fingers through his beard. "I'd rather be your blossom...Heika." She searched his face.

Seamus kept a steady smile as he watched her face, not moving.

Hanae's trembling eased. Her hand followed the hair to his chest, and then lay there, feeling his heart beating. Biting her lip, she turned her head a little, and brought her legs up, and slid her feet over Seamus's tail and up to the small of his back.

*Crack!* "Two...Master." Sireah moaned.

Hanae startled but settled her feet back on him. So Seamus slid his knees up and eased forward until he was at the entrance. And paused.

Hanae waited for a long moment, but then her legs relaxed slightly and she turned to look at him questioningly.

And Seamus slipped inside.

*Crack!* "Ahh...Three...Master...Mmhmm." Sireah arched her back and her wings strained to hold her position.

Hanae jerked at the sound and gasped as the movement slipped him deeper inside. "Oooh." She breathed.

Seamus felt the muscles as she clenched and she shuddered, but the look on her face was quiet desperation.

He leaned down and whispered in her ear: "By the way...my Custom Girls can't finish...without begging for permission..." He kissed her on the cheek, lifted himself back up to a startled look on her face...and pushed the rest of the way in quickly.

Hanae moved her left fist to her mouth and muffled her cries as Seamus flew forward again.

*Crack!* "Oo-o-o four... Maasssster." Sireah suddenly squirmed. Her tail twitched but then quivered as it stilled.

Seamus placed his hands on Hanae's breasts, cupping the small mounds and flicking the nipples with his thumbs.

Hanae froze and trembled as she breathed hard, her head shifting, her left hand grabbing some of the comforter and shoving it in her mouth to muffle her cries.

Seamus smiled. Not even a minute in...oh you're in trouble. He brought his left wing forward as he pulled back and drove forward again, using the tip of a feather to slide her hair away from her forehead and tuck it behind her ears.

Hanae pulled her legs in tight and she spasmed, crying out desperately.

*Crack*! A long quiet moment, then: "F-i-i-ivve, Master, please...oh please..." Sireah moaned.

Seamus grinned. "Not until I can finish inside you are you allowed...my dear, lovely Slave. My pleasure comes first...unless you want to switch roles?"

Sireah shook her head and breathed deeply.

Seamus pinched Hanae's nipples lightly and she flinched, but then moaned loud enough to overcome her makeshift gag. He moved his wing out of the way and moved his mouth to her neck, arching significantly, and licked her neck.

"Aahh!!" Hanae cried out, jerking away from the tongue. Then she froze, and eased her head back where it had been, the pulse in her throat showing her heart pounding.

Seamus frowned, looked down and saw that the skin on her neck was very red. Huh? Oh. Oops. That's new. Seamus thought about his tongue, but although he could feel it was raspier than it had been, he had no clue how to control that. Drat! Okay. New plan. He gently kissed the red spot, Hanae shuddering and then relaxing, and went back to an upright position, softly rocking in and out, Hanae's muscles fluttering along his length with each stroke.

"Mmhmmm!" Sireah moaned as Seamus slid his tail between her legs and started rubbing back and forth, before striking the arch of her foot with near the end of his tail. "Ahhh! Six! Master!" Seamus felt her thighs tremble before widening a little as he continued his strokes back and forth.

Seamus pulled back, dragging slowly and deliberately, and..."Hi! It's me! Hi! It's me! He! It's me!" from his watch started calling out.

"Not now!" Seamus yelled. The watch chirped and stopped calling out, buzzing instead. Seamus sighed, frustrated, and pulled back. "Sorry y'all. Have to take this."

Hanae released her legs from behind his back, breathing hard, but nodded as he stood up.

Seamus stepped away from the bed, Sireah staying exactly where she was, and Hanae, shuddering...turned her head a little and breathed out slowly, the red in her cheeks diminishing a little.

Seamus held his watch up to his mouth: "Watch: Answer Call."

"Seamus...Sean called. He wanted to share he got to talk about the Tyranny of the rocket equation and discussed red fuming nitric acid...if I have that right...with a fellow person at camp." Alice said.

"Ah. Any reason you're calling instead of talking in my head?" Seamus said, stretching his back. He felt the hands from earlier return to their ministrations and closed his eyes in relief.

"Yes, because otherwise he'd be calling you next." Alice said.

"Got it." Seamus said dryly. "Anything else?"

"They are creating a Post in great SQL to store the results from their experiments and will be chroming the front end?" Alice relayed.

Seamus winced. "PostgreSQL and probably chromium...but okay." He looked over at Sireah's light chuckle and smiled.

"Right. They launched a bottle rocket and recorded results...and he loves the location. We might need to take more vacations to mountain areas." Alice said.

Hanae smiled easily as she saw Seamus grin. Seamus loved the fact her eyes had suddenly gone soft and the tension Hanae'd had was nearly gone as he talked to Alice about Sean. Meanwhile Sireah still had her head down but she was smiling.

"Seamus?" Alice asked carefully.

"Yes?" Seamus responded.

"He's worried about how Mee-Maw will take him suddenly disappearing. I told him it's fine. She'll understand." Alice reported.

"True." Seamus grinned at Sireah who had started to rub her belly with a soft, thoughtful smile. "We can help a little."

"He asked an odd question I wanted to relay to you on his behalf: will he inherit your ability to replay conversations?" Alice said.

Seamus lost his smile. "Tell him maybe. In some ways I pray not."

Seamus felt his back tense, followed by careful rubbing of the hands. "If he continues to ask, tell him it's because that's an ability I had naturally, and forced myself to develop."

"Will do, I said something along those lines already." Alice was quiet for a long moment. "If needed, do you want me to discuss your Mother with him?"

Seamus winced, feeling the old depression welling up inside. And felt the fingers dig in tighter. Hanae looked at his expression, and then she carefully looked to the side and lay her head back down. "If it becomes necessary." He said after his own long pause. He consciously relaxed his muscles and forced the smile back on his face.

"Okay." Alice said gently. "He's also asking about driving an old truck at camp?"

"No." Seamus said swiftly.

"Are you sure?" Alice asked.

"I want to teach him." Seamus said.

"Okay." Alice said. "You know he's going to want to drive your truck."

Seamus shuddered. "No. He can start with your car. Then we'll move on to the vastly more powerful piece of equipment."

Seamus took a deep breath. "Did you tell him home isn't exactly going to be in the same place anymore?"

"Yes. His first question was: 'Is my computer going to be in the new room?'"

Seamus laughed. Seamus took another deep breath. The hands rubbing his back pushed in harder. "Tell him...tell him I now have wings, a tail, a lot more than ten wives, I'm a King of a race of succubi and incubi, I'm likely going to live for thousands of years, I'm in a near-daily state of danger from being killed by Lucifer, and one of my wives was his spymaster and just got gravely injured on a mission. And she's a cat."

Long, quiet moment on the line. "Okay. Will do." Alice said quietly.

"Oh! And he'll have guards protecting him for the next two weeks at camp that he won't see." Seamus included.

"Okay. Anything else?" Alice asked.

Seamus opened his eyes and laughed, "No, I think that should just about do it."

"Okay, honey." Alice was quiet for another moment. "I'm proud of you honey."

Seamus froze. "Why?"

"You didn't let your head get in the way of your heart." And the line disconnected.

Seamus smiled softly and thought at Alice: Love you.

I know. Alice thought back with a mental grin.

Seamus frowned, contemplating distances...thought reception... transmission...

Honey? Alice coaxed.

Yes? Seamus replied.

Two naked women in your bed. Alice thought.

Oh. Oops. Thanks. Seamus thought back.

Seamus kept his frown on as he pretended to keep thinking and he started pacing. He got closer to the bed, and on the third , he struck. Tail right across both breasts, right on the nipples.

Sireah jerked, breathed out shaky: "Seven! Master!" Her wings trembled and Seamus caressed the red line across her left nipple. Sireah half closed her eyes and moaned, her torso leaning to follow his finger until he pinched it hard, pulling her back to her original position.

Sireah breathed out, then in, settled back down. Bowed her head again, and stilled, the heat from her nipple flowing into his fingers, her pulse steadying.

Seamus waited until Sireah had been still for ten seconds before releasing her nipple, moved the two feet over by Hanae, and leaned over her, returning his tail to its previous duty of playing between Sireah's legs and striking the soles of Sireah's feet with increasing strength. "Well, my blossom, do we need to warm you up again?"

Seamus put a hand between her legs, and Hanae gasped and froze, then squirmed.

"Doesn't feel like it." Seamus chuckled. "Let's see if the insides need heating up or if they're still well lubricated."

Hanae blushed, turned her head to the side, and lifted her legs again, and said: "I should be fine...Heika."

Seamus climbed on the bed, tickling Sireah's right foot, then smacking it when she squirmed. Seamus reached over with his wing tip behind Sireah's back as he slid himself fully inside Hanae.

Sireah's head came up sharply and her face suddenly looked worried just before Seamus used the tip of a feather on her other foot.

Sireah jerked and laughed, hard.

Seamus's tail whipped out from between her legs, dragging on her groin and Sireah half lifted up just before the end of the tail whipped around with a crack on her left breast.

"Ahhh! Mmm. Oohhh. Eight. Master! Teeheee!" Sireah squirmed again.

*Crack*!

"N-i-i-innne! Master! Ohhh! Please!" Sireah begged.

Seamus smiled as he tilted a little, prompting a gasp from Hanae. "No."

Sireah's muscles went rigid and she settled back down into her pose, holding herself stiffly as the wingtip started playing tic tac toe on the sole of her foot.

Seamus smiled as he saw a single bead of sweat appear on Sireah's brow. Seamus bent down and gently kissed Hanae's nipple and was about to lick...no, stupid. He used his lips to gently compress it instead.

Hanae gasped and Seamus heard her quietly saying rapidly under her breath: "Kawaii... watashi... iya... Heika no... blossom... kawaii... dame, mada... mada hayai...!"

Seamus grinned and lifted his head with her nipple still trapped in between his lips.

Hanae arched her back. "Minaide... onegai, minaide...! Kawaii... Heika no blossom... watashi...! Oohhh!"

Seamus could finally hear her above the barest whisper, so he angled a little, feeling the pressure of the butt plug as it pressed him upward through the thin wall and he found the right spot to make her breathing catch and rocked back and forth on that spot.

"Iya, iya, iya...! Onegai... onegai..." Hanae was still extremely quiet until he used his right hand to pinch her left nipple at which point she cried out: "Heika! Ii desu ka?! Onegai...!" She squirmed and then cried out again: "Heika! May I?! Please?!"

Seamus smiled, surprised that he was already ready to go and keeping her right nipple between his lips, carefully said: "You may."

Hanae stuffed the comforter deep in her mouth and screamed out her pleasure, a deep red suffusing her cheeks.

Seamus thrust another few times, riding the wave and then feeling his cells singing, crested and felt the outpouring flood through himself and into her.

"Ahhhhhh!" Hanae cried out again, her chest falling rapidly until she ran out of breath and she suddenly slumped against the bed.

Seamus grinned. Then frowned. Leaned forward, heard Hanae breathing heavily, sighed in relief, "Hanae?"

A long pause that didn't help his heart later, "Hai?" Deep breath. "Heika?"

"Thought you ed out there for a moment." Seamus said.

Hanae's eyes blinked once, twice. "Am I awake? Oh. Woooow. Heika...wow." Hanae froze. And turned beet red.

Seamus grinned as he continued tickling an ever more heavily breathing Sireah. "So...kawaii...cute, right? What's the no after Heika?"

Hanae looked up at him, her eyes wide, her body gone rigid, her cheeks and neck somehow just a shade darker. "Ah..." Her voice went extremely quiet. "Heika's...belongs to Heika..."

Seamus was partially confused, but thought he was getting it. "And watashi?"

Hanae ducked her head under the comforter: "I...it means I."

He heard Sireah gasp and giggle. *Crack*! This strike landed on Sireah's butt.

"TeeeeeenMaster!" Sireah cried out. She started rubbing back and forth on his tail vigorously.

*Crack*! *Crack*!

"Ouch! Eleven! Twelve! Master! Ooohmmm!" Sireah went rigid and settled back down as the tip of his wing resumed tickling her feet, but his tail moved up and began tickling the base of her tail and she shrieked and her wings shot out smacking Seamus in the face.

Sireah went rigid, Seamus's tail and wing having stopped moving, and Sireah folded her wings back, and went back into her pose. Her muscles tensed.

Seamus waited. "Why is 'I' causing you to be embarrassed?"

Hanae buried her head deeper under the comforter and Seamus heard her say through the cloth in a small voice: "I'm your cute cherry blossom, Your Majesty." She moaned suddenly, though Seamus had not moved.

Seamus smiled softly.

Sireah's muscles relaxed.

*Crack*! His hand whipped out as Seamus leaned across and smacked Sireah's left breast.

Sireah jerked lightly. Smiled. The smile left her lips but not her eyes. "Thirteen, Master."

Hanae sighed and pulled her head out from under the comforter, her face still red, buried in her hands.

Seamus gently touched one of her hands. "I take it I chose a term that is overly sappy or something?"

Hanae held the pose for another moment, then peeked between her fingers. She moaned again and finally dropped her hands to her chest. "Heika… it's like calling a Dutch girl your pretty tulip.”

Seamus frowned. "Oh. Oops. I can stop."

"No!" Hanae blurted out. "Gomen nasai, Heika. I did not mean...I…” Her face reddened further. She looked down. “Suki desu.”

Seamus's expression softened. “You like it?”

She gave the smallest miserable nod. “Hai.”

Seamus leaned in and kissed her on the lips.

Hanae moaned softly into the kiss, and gently pressed herself against him.

Seamus smiled. Pulled back a little and looked at her eyes and grinned happily. His eyes twinkled. Alice? He thought. Get an office ready for Hanae...painted with lots of cherry trees in full blossom on wall hangings. And have lots of Hello Kitty stuff strewn throughout.

A long silence. Ordered. Alice replied. By the way, not to put a damper on festivities...Sarah?

Seamus winced. Oops. Forgot.

I'll let her know she's going to be naked at the game tomorrow. Alice thought dryly.

No. Make sure I've got enough time to...help her get the length of time she wants. Did she say how long she wants to be dressed for?

All day, dear. Lucky you... Alice teased.

Seamus chuckled and kissed the confused look away from Hanae. He pulled back again. "Now. I can toy with you the way I was playing with Sireah...more gently...while you lie here, trying not to move...or..." He leaned forward and heard himself say: "You can go help Alice prepare a snack for everyone dressed exactly the way you are..." Not what I meant to say...

Hanae froze. Looked at him, and stammered but replied: "H-H-Heika...I...choose..." She covered her face with her hands again. "Heika to gokazoku ni otsukae suru hō o erabimasu!" Her hands flew away from her face and her eyes widened. "To prepare food!" She blurted out.

Seamus smiled. "Okay." And kissed her again. "Two eggs over medium hard on sourdough. Gouda cheese. Pickles on the side." Kissed her again.

Hanae breathed out softly and nodded.

Sireah breathed out unsteadily. But didn't move from her position as he moved to tickling her ribs.

"Thanks..." Seamus leaned in close to her ear and whispered: "Watashi no kawaii blossom."

Hanae blushed...stuttered: "H-heika...gomen nasai, but it's Heika no kawaii blossom."

Seamus paused, confused.

Hanae's eyes widened and her breath stopped. Seamus felt her heart start pounding.

"Isn't it..." Seamus started to ask.

"Gomen nasai, Heika! Hai! Y-you had it right!" Hanae retreated behind her hands again. She moved her legs, making it easier for Seamus to get up.

Seamus chuckled and pulled away, reveling in the fact he no longer went soft after finishing as he heard Hanae gasp as he slid out of her. He stood beside the bed, stretched, heard Sireah whimper ever so slightly as his tail pulled back from between her legs as he stood up and moved away.

Hanae took in a deep breath, dropped her hands from her face, slid down the bed and placed her feet on the floor, slid to her knees and crawled to Seamus.

Seamus lifted an eyebrow as she got close, paused, stood up, went high on her tip toes, and he met her halfway with a kiss.

Hanae sank to her knees again, then froze and one hand went between her legs. "Ah...erm. Heika...uh. Ah..." Then she shook her head, leaned forward and took him into her mouth.

"Hanae? What? Oh...the kiss." Seamus winced. Then groaned as she went straight down to the end and finished the kiss swiftly. He smiled as she backed away and looked up, her face ing surprise, and confusion. "One of those changes I told you about."

Hanae's face cleared of the confusion and she blushed. "Ah...Heika...I..." She shook her head, and then putting both hands on the floor, quickly started to crawl toward the door. *Drip.* Hanae froze. Then crawled faster. *Plop.* Hanae crawled faster. The door opened and she turned around at the door, bowed, and crawled backwards out the door. *Drip.* Hanae groaned as the door closed.

Seamus chuckled. "I think I'm going to love her."

Sireah made a small sound.

Seamus looked over and Sireah had her head bowed, but a smile was on her face. Seamus grinned. "What's that smile for?"

"Oh, Master...if I know you at all, don't ask me to explain please. You'll be happier later." Sireah kept her eyes down.

Seamus was quiet a moment. "Okay." He took two steps back to the bed and lifted her chin. He smiled and leaned over and kissed her on the lips. "You...precious Slave. You I have no questions in my head that I love."

Sireah schooled her expression and looked at him serenely. "This Slave is pleased her Master finds her desirable."

Seamus schooled his own expression. "Clean my penis."

"Yes, Master." Sireah bent over and carefully started to lick the base of his penis, causing Seamus to want to groan but he rigidly controlled his voice.

"Apologies, Your Majesty, but you have an audience requesting permission to fulfill their pre-game requirement before midnight." The guard at the door announced quietly.

Seamus was about to say not yet...but after looking at Sireah's tail suddenly twitching amusement and interest, he answered: "Send them in."

Seamus looked at his watch, concerned: 23:43. He looked at the app: Lots of congratulatory notifications about sex and first time bonuses and etc, 174 gems currently with 55 gems from before Hanae...then:

'Congratulations on completing the wedding and the wedding night! Have 69 gems!'

Seamus blinked. Surely that's a joke. He zipped past the notifications and navigated past the change lists and clicked on an ing screen.

Hmm. I know you said you like them as they are but...70% off 20 gems per cup size? I could learn to enjoy being bigger than Sireah. Alice thought at him. A moment later: Hanae just blushed and rather swiftly air quotes hesitantly volunteered for three cup sizes.

Did you just air quotes in our minds?

Yes. And?

Seamus rolled his eyes and went back to checking on the ing screen, breathing out unsteadily as Sireah licked her way up the shaft to the tip, pushing her tongue between his foreskin and the head, causing him to shiver a moment...clearing his throat he went back to reading the app, opening his eyes in frustration that his eyelids were apparently closed.

Snicker. Alice laughed.

Hush. Seamus ordered. Oh, before I forget...bother. I don't have time. Have Vavnagal ister the punishment. I order you to take the punishment position, move your tail out of the way, didn't sting her, call Orange if you need.

Will do, dear.

Now, back to his question...joke?

Nope. 4 (vaginal sex) *2*1.15 (orgasm: CG)*1.5 (orgasm: )*5 (marriage sex)=69. Seamus sighed. Pregnancy=50. Seamus frowned. Na was already pregnant...with more kits than one, how could...she...his eyes widened.

"Go-o-o-o Seamus! He's the man, we love him, we run around, and he sticks it to us hard, front or rear, we don't care, go-o-o-o Seamus!"

Seamus blanched. What in the seven hells? He looked up to see the cheerleading team doing a cheer. Oh, Lord...why? Please no. This is awful, he prayed. He opened his eyes again to see Sireah holding her sides as she tried valiantly to avoid falling on the floor with laughter, her tongue vainly trying to continue its job of cleaning him and he heard Alice's peals of laughter in his mind.

Seamus glared at Sireah...and tried to glare at Alice mentally. But...his eyes went back to that notification...and a goofy smile bloomed on his face.