Chapter 71: Let Us Burn For You Tonight, Ben-sama

Ayaka and the rest had gathered over the Lake of Twin Moons, interrupting my alone time with Ben-sama.

“I know that…” Ayaka walked towards us, tears nearly leaving her eyes, “That Amazon queen won’t ever let you see us again. Please don’t test her.”

“K… Kuro has decided to be Ben-sama’s pet,” Kuro muttered, still gazing at the lake, “Would you abandon your lovely pet forever?”

Yukari finally let her own tears fall. “Ben-sama, you are like a light to me now; I know this is extremely selfish, but please reconsider going away.”

“Hmph! He can go wherever he wants, stop trying to stop him!” Ayane suddenly ran towards us, stopping a few steps away and pouting, “Since it turns out we are scarcely enough to fill his perverted appetite.”

Sumire and the others had begun moving towards us too.

“Sisters, let us think with clarity, we are being unreasonable,” she raised her head upward in an attempt to stop liquid was dripping off, “Even if he is so important to us, let us think about how he feels first… Even if it would hurt us like our hearts being torn away, we must not chain him here through… Through… Emotional…Oh dear, I’m not crying!”

As she sobbed, her arms cleaning off her tears, Kuro soon joined, then Yukari, then even Ayane even though she tried to hide it. then Aoi began too…

Midori…

Midori was still smiling at a corner, so much so I wanted to drown her for a moment.

Ben-sama only stared at them, marveling at their confessions, then he scratched the back of his neck.

“Sigh. I don’t know what to do to prove to you girls,” he murmured, “That I’m only going away for a while, and we’ll always see each other…”

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He was still smiling, but his expression was sterner now.

“Sara, Elara, Lotus, and the other Amazons are my family. Sakura, you guys, Ren, and Shishi-no-su are also my family. I love the both of you, and you both should understand that. I definitely can’t split myself in two, but what I can do is love you all back as much as I can… Because…”

His smile gradually went distant and poignant. “I have always yearned for love, but got a feeling of emptiness, until I wound up here. I am forbidden from refusing the love of everyone. And I am obligated to love everyone I love. Get it? I love all of you, cute fox girls!”

We all heard his plight: For whatever reason, Ben-sama was not loved in his former world. For whatever ridiculous reason, he lived his life alone in desolation and pain from illness and isolation…

I pulled his head to me and kissed him with everything I felt; my lips crashing fiercely against his, my tongue slipping past his teeth to taste the faint salt of worry still on him.

My fingers went towards the back of his neck, holding him there as if I could pour every unspoken fear into that single connection.

“Forgive us, Ben-sama,” I whispered when we broke apart, staring straight into those ice-blue eyes. “Feel free to pass off our actions as childish tantrums… You are allowed to love as you wish. That is the one single thing you are allowed to do. I also forbid you from being hoarded. And I trust you… This will surely not be the last time we meet in front of this lake.”

I kissed him again, gentler this time, slowing deepening and letting my tongue curl lazily around his while my tail brushed deliberately up the inside of his thigh.

He made a small, helpless sound against my mouth.

And then my sisters were there.

Ayaka reached us first, as her hands slide under his yukata from behind, her palms flat against his stomach as she pressed her cheek to his shoulder.

“We won’t let you go, without reminding you what you are going to miss,” she whispered, her voice still thick from crying.

Kuro stepped in next, impassive as usual. She leaned in and dragged her tongue along the shell of his ear in an unhurried, wet and deliberate slither…

Then she murmured, “Pets needs to feel wanted before their master leaves… Ben-sama, desire me!”

Yukari was already undoing the ties of her own kimono with trembling fingers, letting the silk slide off one shoulder to expose the shape of her breast.

“You’re our light,” she said hoarsely, pressing her bare skin against his arm. “Let us burn for you tonight.”

Ayane shoved forward with a huff that didn’t quite hide the shake in her voice.

“If this is stolen time, then we’re stealing all of it, I suppose.” Her hands yanked at his sash, pulling it open so the yukata fell apart down the front, revealing the soft shapes on his chest and the trail of hair leading lower.

Sumire moved more quietly, but when she reached him her fingers were already slipping beneath the waistband, brushing the sensitive skin just above his cock.

Aoi had clung to his leg like she always did, but this time her small hands were sliding up under the hem, her ears twitching as she nuzzled his thigh.

Midori—still smiling that infuriating, significant smile—simply stepped behind me and pressed her front to my back, her hands sliding down my sides to tug at my own obi

“I believe you’ve waited long enough, no?” she purred against my ear.

Ben-sama closed one eye, as his breath hitched. “Wait—girls, not here, not out in the open—someone could—”

“Shhh,” I hushed him, kissing along his jaw while my hand dipped lower, my fingers twisting around the thickening manhood of him through the thin remaining fabric.

He was already half-hard, jerking at the first firm stroke. “No one comes to this lake at this hour. And even if they did… let them watch what they can never have.”

Our clothes began to fall away in earnest; the silk assembling on the grass like spilled moonlight. Our tails swished and curled, brushing sensitive skin; fox ears flicked forward, attuned to every hitch in his breathing.

The tongues followed; Ayaka licking a slow stripe up his collarbone, with Yukari sucking gently at the spot beneath his ear, and Kuro tracing wet lines around his nipple until it pebbled under her mouth.

Sumire knelt, pressing open-mouthed kisses along his stomach, her tongue dipping into the shallow dip above his navel while her hand worked his cock in gentle and twisting strokes.

Aoi whimpered softly, licking at the base of his dick whenever Sumire’s fingers gave her room.

“You taste marvelous, Ben-sama,” she mumbled against him, voice small and reverent. “Like a home I don’t want to lose just yet.”

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