“Fuck Me!” John cursed, setting James’ letter back on the table. Somehow, the man knew exactly what buttons to press to make John question his own choices and prod him into action. 

I was done with this world, content to let whatever was going to happen play out and return to DEN. I have other places to be and people to save, but now he wants me to somehow escape to warn the Inner Sphere and save these people, too! How? How do I find a damn pirate jumpship in this system? There are a dozen other planets, each with its own pirate point. They would all be somewhat closer to the sun, but I have no idea how to calculate something like that. It’s not like there is a big sign pointing to it, saying, ‘Here is Blackstone’s Gravity Neutral point, the pirates are here!’

While he had never used the limited slipspace drive on the Pelican (Courtesy of DEN), he knew it was only good for inter-solar system travel. Similar to the lightdrive on the Phoenix Hawk, it was only about three times faster than the speed of light. It would take years to travel to the next star. He and anyone he brought with him would starve before they got anywhere close, and would fail to warn the Inner Sphere of the coming invasion. Likewise, its slipspace communication array was significantly different from the HPG communications this world used, so he couldn’t just transmit the data to some of these contacts and hope for the best. 

His thoughts continued to spiral, his tired mind unable to focus on anything but the problem laid before him, and he couldn’t entertain any possible solutions. 

“My Danna, what is wrong?” Lucy said, stepping out onto the balcony. She was carrying a tray with a plate of rice and some meat he didn’t recognise. His stomach growled at the smell, reminding him he had not eaten since that morning.

“Just another problem, my Tsuma. One that I’m in no position to deal with right now.” He said, gratefully accepting the tray from her with a kiss. “Oh, this smells delicious. Thank you.”

“Of course. I know you are exhausted and didn’t get a chance to eat. The townsfolk were quite demanding of your time. So, please eat and come get some rest. Tomorrow will be a busy day.” She said, picking Rei up from his lap, then bowed her head towards him before taking her back inside.

John mechanically started to shovel the food into his mouth, barely tasting the lovely stir-fry Lucy had made for him. He continued to stare at the letter sitting on the table, hoping it would disappear, that its contents would magically vanish, and he would be content to let things be as they were. It failed to do so, and he failed to forget. 

Once he had finished eating, he placed the tray on the table and hobbled into the apartment, his whole body stiffened up from the day’s exertions. He barely had enough energy to get changed into his pyjamas before he collapsed onto the bed on the opposite side of Rei. The only stray thought he had was that he would need to get a much larger apartment now. Preferably one with locks on the master bedroom door.

I bet that sex den Gatcha house would work… it just needs to be cleared out first. Wait… I don’t even have it right…

He fell asleep.

Lucy came out of the bathroom after getting cleaned up for the night to see that John was already asleep on their bed. A quick glance at the kitchen told her he had left the dishes outside, not that she expected him to even consider bringing them in after the day he had had. She was surprised he hadn’t fallen asleep the moment he returned, but the expression of joy on his face when Rei jumped into his arms seemed to energise him. 

That changed over the next couple of hours as he dealt with the locals, and she could see he was at the point of collapse. She pushed him to come back upstairs then, and expected him to fall asleep. Instead, he played with Rei for another thirty minutes, acting like he hadn’t been in a major battle today. She whipped him up a quick meal from their lunch leftovers, encouraging him yet again to eat and rest, which he finally did.

She went outside to grab his tray, which is when she discovered the letter beneath it. Curious, she read it through several times, then stared out over the balcony, deep in thought. She could see what John meant by problems; however, she didn’t think they could wait until the morning. There was a lot of work to do, and little time to do it in. 

She got dressed, then pocketed the letter, and, after a moment’s thought, went through John’s jacket, pulled out his pill tin, and took several of the energy balls out. She was going to help her Danna and would need a few others, who would need to be awake to do so. 

She spared her Danna and daughter a quick glance, then left the apartment, leaving the pair of them sleeping soundly on the bed, neither aware that she was about to change their lives yet again.

R-18 Below

The Next Morning

John stirred awake to the feeling of someone playing with his testicles, their soft hand cupping them gently. He felt another hand grasping his cock, stroking near the tip, stimulating his glans. He cracked his eye open to see a sea of red hair lying on his chest, illuminated by the morning sun streaming in through the windows. Mia was fondling him, and he had no idea why.  

He let her continue as he allowed his mind to awaken, a quick glance telling him that they were the only two in the room right now. It was feeling really nice, but he didn’t know what prompted her to do this all of a sudden. 

“This feels really nice, Mia, but what are you doing?” He asked.

She didn’t even pause, continuing to pleasure him. “I noticed that it was hard, so I wanted to make you feel good. Lucy Kurita asked me to stay with you while she was out and to take care of all your needs this morning. Do you not want me to help you as you helped me, John Wayne?”

He was a bit flabbergasted at that, not expecting Mia to take the initiative in anything sexually related due to her past trauma. He activated his scouter skill and asked. “I don’t mind at all, but are you okay with it?”

That caused her to pause. “I am fine. I was beaten when I tried to pleasure myself before, but was forced to… I am fine because it is with you, John Wayne.”

{Stavag! Please stop asking me questions. It took thirty minutes to work up the courage to do this. I will not get over my problems without pushing through. If I am to have his children and not some Wolf pups, I need to face these fears now, not when it is too late!}

John shut off his skill, regretting even having activated it. Apparently, there was something deeper going on inside her mind beyond the trauma of the pirates, and he had no idea what to do with it.

The thought of someone else putting a child inside of her did stir something in his mind then, and he could feel the rage being flamed from his sword that was sitting over by the door. She was his woman, not someone else’s, and he would die before allowing that to happen. He shook his head, trying to clear that thought. 

Holy Shit! It is too damn early in the morning for these feelings. When the hell did I get this possessive? Is this DEN’s doing?

“Please, continue.” He said after wrestling with his mind for a few moments. He was coming to care for Mia, though not as much as say Lucy, Nanaella, Shizuka, Tanya, Niki, Xiaolin and… He stopped that line of thought as well. Yes, these were different worlds, but he was feeling like some man whore right then.

Mia deserved just as much love and affection as he would give any of the other women in his life. It was just that her somewhat alien way of thinking, which was compounded by past trauma, sometimes made her difficult to understand. If this is what she thought she needed to feel better, then he wouldn’t stop her.

She began to stroke him faster, running her hand up and down his shaft. His ejaculation control skill activated fairly quickly, leaving the pleasure of her milking but ensuring he didn’t need to fight hard from releasing prematurely.  He ran his fingers through her long, silky red hair, then placed his hand on her firm ass. Her skin was smooth and soft, the cheek fitting nicely into his hand. He gave it a firm squeeze, then moved his hand between her legs. She tensed up but didn’t say anything, letting him slide his fingers along her slit.

“Mmm… hah… this was supposed to be for you, not for me.” She said, despite spreading her legs a little to allow him easier access. 

“What? Can I not give my woman pleasure too?” He said, plunging a finger into her hole. The digit stopped about half an inch inside, where it encountered something he did not expect. A soft membrane covered her entrance, showing that she was indeed still a virgin. He carefully retracted the finger and started to stimulate her clit, his thoughts racing as she moaned lightly.

How did she not break that even by accident already? She has led an obviously active lifestyle. Hell, I don’t know enough about a woman’s body to know if that would be normal or not for someone in their mid twenties.

The feeling of a wet tongue licking his tip drew him from his thoughts and sent a shiver down his spine. She had decided to up the game and started to suck the tip of his cock, her juicy lips enveloping his member as her tongue started to lick his glans. She was using short, rapid strokes, trying to milk the cum right out of him.

Not to be outdone, he reached over and shifted her body so she was over him in the vaunted sixty-nine position. He grasped her ass cheeks and dived into her vulva, tongue first. 

“HrrmmphhHH!” She moaned, writhing around with his cock still in her mouth from the unexpected assault. 

They continued their mutual battle, the unspoken challenge of seeing who could make the other cum first. Mia, with her rapid wrist action and lips sealed tightly around the head of Little John, her tongue lapping his precum up greedily as she stimulated his glans. John kept tracing his tongue around her special place, flicking her clit for a few moments, then diving inside her to touch her hymen yet again, then back out for another assault on the little bead. 

Sadly for Mia, this was a battle she was ill-equipped to win, and after a couple of short minutes, she succumbed to John’s much more experienced tongue play. She clamped her thighs around his head tightly, gushing a little bit of liquid over his face as she came. He didn’t stop licking.

“HAAAAA! STRAVAG! John Wayne! This… Hah… was for… Hah… you. Not MEEEEE!!!! HAAAH!!!” She shouted, releasing his cock, and collapsing on his thighs as her orgasm shook her. 

John just smiled, happy to see her muscles turn into jelly from that orgasm. He noticed that his tongue felt longer now and was more agile than before. He was finally willing to admit these Eroge upgrades were fun when he could use them.

“Grrr… John Wayne…” she growled as he kept teasing her clit a little, then released his head from her vice-like grip. He closed his eye and took a deep breath, a shit-eating grin plastered across his face. He was satisfied with his work. 

“I enjoyed making you squirm almost as much as I was enjoying the blowjob.” He said with an ever-widening grin on his face. 

She shifted off him, stroking his cock again. He felt something wet touch his tip again, so he opened his eye to watch her give him a blowjob. Instead, he got to see the moment where she sat down on his cock, piercing her hymen as she took his entire length inside of her. 

“ARGH!” She screamed, pain etched plainly on her face.

“Mia! Are you okay?” He said. She was tight. Incredibly tight. Nanaella, Niki and Tanya had nothing on her for tightness. Her exercise routine had strengthened her pelvic floor muscles to the point of nearly being rigid. He could see a slight outline of his cock on her waist, pushing deep inside of her, pressing directly on her cervix. It was tight to the point it was almost painful for him; he could feel her clamping down on his member as she fought through the shocking pain.

“…”

“…”

“…ouch…” She whispered through gritted teeth.

“Heal!” He chanted, hoping to take away all of her pain. He had forgotten what had happened the last time he did that (Tanya), and she suddenly orgasmed again, clamping down even harder on his cock. She collapsed on his chest, panting hard.

“HAAAA!… John Wayne, you need to, hah, stop doing this to me. I need to serve your, hah, needs, but you keep servicing mine!”

“Well, I was awakened from a deep sleep to a beautiful woman who was playing with my cock, but she didn’t even give me a good morning kiss first. This is just your punishment for being a naughty bondsmen. Heal!” He said, causing her to vibrate again in pleasure. At least her insides were loosening up a bit from the repeated orgasms, though he had no idea why his healing magic was causing her to cum. 

“That is not fair. I did not know that was a rule.” She said, then leaned forward and kissed him. Her hips started to gyrate slowly as their tongues intertwined; the pair of them now connected at two points. He plunged his tongue into her mouth, the two of them grunting and moaning in pleasure as she gyrated faster on his cock. 

She was still tight enough that he didn’t even need to release his ejaculation control ability; he was rapidly approaching his orgasm. “I am going to cum soon, Mia. Where-“

“Inside, John Wa-, John. The child we will make will become a powerful warrior, more than any Trueborn could hope to be. I am certain of this.” She said, gyrating her hips even faster. She locked her lips to his before he had a chance to respond, milking his cock for all that he was worth. 

He didn’t have time to think of the consequences of his actions; her calling him by just his name had thrown him off, and the thought of this beautiful woman carrying his child just did something for him. He felt his pelvic girdle flex and his balls tighten, shooting off ropes of cum inside of the redhaired woman, packing the tight space with his seed. 

“Mmmmmm,” They moaned together as they kissed, his cum being packed deeper and deeper inside of her. He was nearly positive her womb was now full of it, as none of it had escaped out of her vagina and run down his thick cock.

She brushed her hair back out of her face and rested her sweaty forehead on his, her green eye staring directly into his steel blue. There was an intensity in her gaze, a need, a desire.  She didn’t say anything, just continued to breathe heavily as his cock throbbed inside of her still.

“Why is it not going down?” She finally asked, “Did I not do it right?”

“You were fine. It was rather unexpected, but you did a great job. I just have… strong sexual desires. It’s fine if you want to get off of me.” He said, thrusting himself back up inside of her slightly. 

“NO! I will service your needs. Besides, when you used your magic on me, all the pain went away. I am ready for our rematch, John Wayne. This time, you do not have a mech to defeat me with.” She said, a smile growing on her face, her intensity turning from serious to playful.

“You think I need a mech to defeat you? You are going to need more than a mech to win this fight.” He said, flipping her to the side and pinning her beneath him. He was usually pretty good at keeping his lust in check, but she had awakened it this morning, and her was going to pound her into the bed until she begged him for mercy. 

He thrusted into her then and began to make her squeal. 

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