The training hall was once again empty as John and Nanaella walked across it hand in hand. She seemed excited, walking half a step ahead of him, half dragging him along. She paused in front of their room, taking a deep breath, visibly preparing herself for the ‘surprise’. John wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back into his chest in a loving embrace, resting his chin on top of her head.

“You don’t need to push too hard my love. I am in no rush. We have all the time in the world.” He said, kissing the top of her head. 

Her ears, once stiff when he hugged her, relaxed a bit, flopping to the sides of her head. “Mmm… thank you John-Sama… but you are misunderstanding my hesitance. I want this more than anything, I am just nervous since it is… my first time.” She replied, closing her eyes and leaning back into his chest. “Just, be gentle with me my darling.”

John, careful with his back, bent at the knees then and picked her up, holding her in a princess carry. He smiled down at her and walked into their room, laying her down carefully on the bed. He leaned over and kissed her, lightly at first, then when she started to respond, he started increasing the intensity. He wrapped his right hand behind her head, pulling her lips tighter to his, his desire for his fiancée fueling his actions.

She returned his kisses vigorously, their tongues entwined with each other. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, embracing her man. He relished in this feeling, this passion, it was something he had not experienced for decades. 

Concurrently, he worked his left hand over her leather armour, undoing the buckles and straps holding it to her body, exposing her with the same reverence he would unwrapping a Christmas gift. Once he had her buckles free, he ran his fingers under the black shirt she wore underneath, pushing it upwards while exploring her body.

His hand ended up on one of her soft mountains, his large hand not quite big enough to engulf the whole breast. He kneaded it a bit, then started running his thumb around her areola, flicking her nipple slightly in the process. She moaned into his mouth then, her body getting prepared to surrender herself to a man for the first time. 

After he worked that breast for a few minutes, he switched to the other, making sure neither of her girls were neglected. She started to run her hands down his jacket then, fumbling with the zipper as it was still unfamiliar, something new to this world, but with some time she managed to undo the garment. She moved her hands up and down his chest, running her fingers through his modest silver chest hair.

“Mmm… I love this.” She said when they paused their kiss for a breath. She laid her hand on the side of his face, her fingers running through his neatly trimmed beard. “I love this too…”

“I know I am loving everything about you to my love. Here, let me help you take these off.” He replied, then kissed her lightly on the lips again. She nodded, the blush on her cheeks could be from either embarrassment or excitement.

He sat up a bit then, being careful with his body. He did not want to hurt himself by accident and ruin this perfect evening. He slowly undressed her, leaving her in nothing but a pair of plain black underwear. The garment was damp, showing him how serious she was about her desire for this moment tonight.

He then began to undress himself, first stripping his jacket off slowly, exposing his torso to her. She licked her lips, not taking her eyes off him. He wasn’t sure why she liked his body so much, he wasn’t ripped by any means, he just had a fairly flat stomach now and some slight muscle definition now on his arms, chest, and shoulders.

She then helped him with undoing his belt and pants, leaving him with nothing but his underwear on. He pushed her back down and leaned over top of her again, resuming their earlier kissing, their bodies now accessible to be explored by the two lovers. He would use his free hand to mount that exploration, tracing lines with his finger from her nape to her hip and back, making sure he discovered everything he could about this rabbit goddess that was underneath him.

They continued making out for sometime, then he started making his way lower, kissing her face, her neck, her nape. Moving slowly, tracing her skin with his tongue before each kiss, shifting ever downwards. Her chest, her breast, her nipple. He took a nipple into his mouth, sucking on the hardened protrusion, giving it a light nibble for good measure. He massaged the other one between his fingers, making sure both had attention.

“Mmm… Darling… you are such a tease.” She said, her hands running though his silver hair.  She slowly, subconsciously, pressed down on his head, her body wanting him to continue his journey south.

“I am doing everything I can to make sure you are prepared my love.” He replied, and continued his ministrations. Her abs, her stomach, her waist. He grabbed onto her panties then and looked up at her. She was raising her back a bit, watching him with her brilliant blue eyes.

“No kicking me this time. Got it? Else, I will have to punish my naughty bunny girl.” He said with a smirk, teasing her about the first time he ever went lower.

“I might like that sometime, but I love what you are doing to me John-Sama… please stop teasing me now.” She said, a small smile on her lips.

He was not planning on teasing her further tonight, so he pulled her underwear off, exposing her vulva and the light blue tuff of hair above it. He kissed her yet lower, spreading her thighs wide, opening her folds up with his thumbs. He then started to explore her garden with his tongue, using what he remembered she liked from the last couple times to his advantage.

“Oh John-Sama! That feels so good!” She said, her powerful thighs tightening on his head. He did not let up with his tongue however, pushing hard inwards, grabbing her ass and driving her in tight to his face. She rocked her hips against him, his nose and tongue both rapidly bringing her to her first orgasm of the night, the earlier foreplay had already pushed her close to the edge.

“Ahh! Ahhh! Oh John… Sama… Mmmm… John… AHHH JOHN!!!!” She screamed as she reached her peak, her back arching, her thighs tightening even more. His head felt like it was a watermelon about to burst from the pressure, but he rode it out, happy that he made this powerful woman, his woman, cum as hard as she did. 

He continued cleaning up some of her juices as she her orgasm subsided, eventually she released his head from her clutches. Wiping his face with the edge of the blanket, he stood up then, taking his underwear off. He then shifted the semi-cognizant woman around on the bed so his manhood was resting on her belly. In her post orgasm daze, she didn’t realize what was happening at first then looked down, seeing the tip of his shaft rest by her belly button.

She gave an audible gulp, realizing it was time.  She was about to lose her virginity to the man she fell in love with. 

He leaned over her again, and kissed her, gentle this time. “Last chance to back out.” He said, rubbing his hand along her cheek.

“John-Sama… take me, I am yours forever.” She said, spreading her legs further to indicate her desire for him.

He nodded, then using a hand, guided himself to her special place, inserting the head of his manhood into her virgin opening. He then leaned forward again, slowly pushing into her vagina, its narrow walls hugging him tightly. He did not feel a hymen break, but with her previous occupation, he wasn’t surprised it was already gone. 

“Oh…wow…I feel so full. Is this what sex feels like?” She asked, arms wrapped around his shoulders, her eyes staring into his. 

“It is only about half way in, but yes. Just hold on, let me know if you feel any pain okay?” He replied, and pulled back a bit before pressing forward again. With his forehead resting on hers, he buried himself to the hilt. She fascinated him with the expression of ecstasy she had on her face.

She was panting, her tongue poking out the side of her mouth, parts of her body which never had been stimulated before now sending signals of pleasure to her brain. John leaned down on his elbows and kissed her, entangling her tongue with his. He began thrusting, slowly at first, then building up a small amount of speed, absorbing her moans with his mouth.

He stayed in this modified missionary position, not trusting his back to not give out if he tried anything fancy. It was simple, he was supported, and most importantly, he was in full contact with the woman he loved the most in every world. He felt his ejaculation control skill kick in, the rising pressure in his balls slowing its build up, almost evening out. 

With her moaning and squirming in his arms, her tightness, and the sheer love he felt for his fiancée, he would not last long. Still, he could feel her building another orgasm up, so he held on. His thrusting was constant, pulling out then driving it home, slowly building up his pace. A seasoned vixen might have needed some more finesse on his part, but with a virgin and his larger tool, this was more than enough right now.

He did have one trick he could do though, that posed little risk to himself. He disengaged his lips from hers, then took one of her rabbit ears in his mouth. He nibbled on it and licked it with his tongue, which caused her whole body to shiver.

“Oh John-Sama, it’s coming again, it’s… Oh! It’s stronger this time. OH… AHHH!!! MMMMmmm.. WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME JOHN!?!” She cried out as she reached her peak again, her vaginal canal constricting his member hard. Between this and the eroticism of the moment, it pushed him over the edge as well.

“I am going to cum too, Nanaella. Where-” He asked, but was surprised when her powerful legs, once stretched to the sides, wrapped around his waist, holding him inside her. 

“Inside, always inside John. I need to be the first mother of your children!” She cried out to him, her legs aiding his pumping.

With no choice in the matter, and those words turning him on even more for some reason, he thrusted home, his pelvic girdle flexing hard. Rope after rope of cum sprayed her insides, painting her cervix with his seed. Drained, he slumped forward on top of her, kissing her tenderly. 

She returned the kiss, and they laid like that for awhile, looking into each others eyes. When he started to soften up, he pulled out of her, a thin stream of white leaking out of her vagina, proof of the deed. They shifted themselves to the head of the bed then, Nanaella stealing his pillow to prop her ass up to prevent any more loss of his seed.

“What are you doing?” He asked, looking down at his now damp pillow.

“I need to keep my butt up to make sure this all gets where it needs to go.” She replied, a giant smile on her face.

John didn’t remember his wife needing to do that, and they had three kids, but she seemed really happy so he wouldn’t comment on if it was necessary or not.

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She shifted her own pillow to the side a bit so he could share it with her, so he laid on his side, facing her. He ran his free hand along the curves of her athletic body, then rested it on her belly. He was just trying to picture what she would look like when she was six months pregnant or so, and was liking the image in his head.

“How was your first time?” He asked, bringing his attention back to the present, not just his thoughts of their future.

“It was amazing. I knew from my former party members that it felt good, but not that good! I see why they were always doing it now.” She said, resting her head on his shoulder, one of her ears dangling in front of him. He gave it a little nibble, and she yelped in surprise. “Hey. If you do that, I might need another round.” 

“Give me ten, maybe fifteen minutes and we can.” He said with a devilish smile. He wasn’t a young man by any means, but he could probably manage to get it up again by then. He would be out after that though. 

A quick notification flashed in front of his eyes then disappeared, letting him know his quest was now at 8/10.  His mood soured for a moment at that, but he quickly squashed it. The feelings he had for Nanaella, the lust and desire they had for each other made him almost forget about DEN, and the weird sexual quest they had given him. 

There was nothing he could do about that though, and as Alec said, he could stay here until he died of old age if he chose to, living out his life with Nanaella. Their feelings for each other were real. That’s what mattered in the end.

But, with bonuses to boost his health available by traveling and growing in all these different worlds, he would be a fool to not do that. At the very least, he would grow healthier, which would allow him to live a longer life with the woman he cared about. Speaking of.

“Nanaella, what did you mean by first mother of my children?” he asked, genuinely curious about her wording.

“Ahh, well, you know I will be your first wife right?” She said, her blush returning in the lantern light.

“Umm, you will be my wife yes, what do you mean by first though?” He asked confused.

“Well, I need to have your first child, your heir. Maybe your second as well, though Shallia seems to have her heart set on the second…what? Oh shoot.” She said absently, then opened her eyes and saw the shock on John’s face.

“What do you mean? Shallia wants to have my children? I barely know her, and we have only had a few conversations. Besides, I am with you, why would I need someone else?” He asked, genuinely confused. 

“Ahh… Ha Ha… Umm… Well… I… maybe have done something, which is completely good for you! Behind your back.” She said, the nervousness in her voice was unmistakable.

“I am sure whatever it is will be fine Nanaella, what is it?” He said, hugging her close and trying to reassure her.

“Umm… well the adventuring party I assembled for you… One of the criteria to join was to agree to be part of your… harem…” She said, nearly whispering that last part.

Somewhere, deep in the vast cosmos, Alec was laughing his ass off at the expression on John’s face. 

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