A Cliché Multiverse Story Chapter 163
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Klyscha peeled herself open and dragged my cock back and forth inside her slit. She sank her hips, taking every bit of me inside, and bumped her butt on me.
A moan immediately left her lips. "This… feels more solid."
The bronze skill also worked down there.
I reached out and she leaned over, pressing my palm on her cheeks with a smile. She pressed down on my chest and began moving.
Her boobs jiggled enough to grab my attention. Those cute breasts topped my new list—things I could never get enough of.
The pink and red mixed inside the room, showing the grand length of her grand feelings.
"Klyscha, why did you—"
"Why did I agree to share you with other women?" she smiled and descended, squeezing me deep inside her. "I know my love would become bored in this realm with only two of us. No matter how hard I tried, this was doomed to happen after hundreds or thousands of years. Thus, I created a masterplan to let my love roam the fictional worlds!"
"You are such… a klutz."
"I wasn't this way… before. I was boring like other gods… but your feelings changed me into a devoted housewife."
"Honestly… I don't know if I deserve such prais—"
I winced, feeling the warmth increasing around my cock. It even surpassed Saya, more blazing heat engulfing me.
"My love can handle more of my warmth now," she giggled and stopped at a pleasant temperature. It was like a sweet spot. She resumed moving at a faster pace, almost wanting to devour me.
Her ride came to a screeching halt when her melting insides covered me in her juices.
"Ngh… I can't hold back anymore… my love, let's do it together."
I nodded and let the volcano erupt, spurting my seed inside her. She gave me a last squeeze, almost breaking me in half, and collapsed on my chest. I winced as her walls gradually cooled, catching me off guard with the sudden change in her temperature.
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"I am spent…"
She was clearly faking it. In previous sessions, she lasted more than hours. This time, she faked exhaustion to send me back. Brimming with affection for the loli goddess, I stroked her silver hair with utmost care.
"How much time passed?"
"One hour," her reply was instant. "You can go back, my love. I'll show up at the party in my best outfit. I'll show them that the Goddess of Dreams isn't a cheap waifu found in some gacha game!"
"Honestly… you are so adorable."
She grinned back at me and drew closer for a deep kiss. At the end of the kiss, I saw her smile and I was back on Grayfia's lap.
['My love, get stronger' ranked up to C. All XP the user gains will now increase by 30%. The Dreamwalker abilities are further enhanced.]
Was this because of Klyscha opening her heart to me? I should've asked it sooner. Either way, the party will be a lot smoother now as my grasp of dream invading powers is higher.
"Good morning, My Lord," Grayfia spoke after seeing me silent for a while.
I closed my eyes. "Good night."
"I-It's morning already. My Lord must wake up."
She was panicking, thinking I'll fall asleep on her lap until morning.
"Fine…" I raised myself and pecked her cheeks.
She rubbed her face with a confused expression.
"That's the price to wake me up."
"My Lord's thick skin is evolving."
"Be grateful for witnessing my evolution." I spotted Nao's chiding glare. "Anyway, we need to go to the other side now."
Will Saya accuse me of forgetting her birthday? Or she forgot it herself. There was only one way to find it.
"My Lord, I'll stay back," Grayfia offered as she folded some clothes on the bed.
I rubbed her shoulder from behind. "Nah, we'll all go this time."
"But My Lord, what would we do if someone came to meet us?"
Even though she said this, there was a bit of hope in her voice.
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"I don't care, you are coming along."
No one would like to watch the house while the other people have fun, even more so when that individual was raised like a princess.
"Very well, if My Lord insists so much," she stated in a calm voice but Nao's smirk on the other side of the bed told me it wasn't that simple. I peeked from the side to find Grayfia gazing at the clothes with a broad smile. She looked rather foolish and cute at the same time.
I snuck away before she noticed and observed Rini devouring the magic stones.
'Will she have any complications from taking too many magic stones?'
(No. A monster isn't born with a soul, so its magic stone is just pure mana. She can eat however much she wants… Besides, won't my love like her when she is ripe for picking?)
That's also… true. But a part of me felt like I manipulated her into loving me, which I probably did.
"Onii-san?"
Her pure smile melted away my doubts. I hugged her from the back and patted her head. As long as she's happy, I'm fine doing anything.
She leaned back and stopped everything, just enjoying my affection.
—x—x���x—
We traveled through the portal and teleported to the Yotsuba Household.
Maya was sipping coffee while reading a magazine on the couch with Nee-san and Yuriko discussing something with a book in their hands. Perhaps feeling our presence, she turned and her eyes shot wide open.
"Onii-sama?!"
"Honey, you are late. We just finished dinner."
My bonding time with Klyscha lasted a little longer than my original plan.
"Nee-san has you covered." Nee-san wrapped up the book and smiled. "I made extras in case Aa-kun dropped by."
"Nice."
"Go serve him," Yuriko pushed Nee-san and winked at him. "Dear, can we talk after that?"
It didn't take a genius to understand her motive. She wanted to tell me about Saya's birthday.
I nodded with a faint smile. "Alright."
"Onii-sama, stay here tonight?"
"Yup, that's what I mean to do today," I smirked. "Everyone on one giant bed."
A troubled expression surfaced on Grayfia's face. She bowed. "I'm not worthy—"
"You are also coming."
"...Okay."
"Dear, how can a woman reject you if you use that manly voice?"
"Ignore her," Nee-san grabbed my arms and forced me around. She pushed me and Rini out of the room. "Up we go to the dining room!"
On our way, I stumbled into Saya walking out of the bath with a towel wrapped around her.
Every room had a bath, but the large bath on every floor was more spacious and better in general.
Saya blushed and pulled the towel up, showing more of her creamy thighs instead.
"W-When did you come?" she asked meekly. "Should've told me before… today is…"
"Is today special?" I feigned ignorance.
She shook her head and pouted. "It's nothing."
I smiled and stroked her wet hair. "I'll see you after dinner."
"I'll be sleeping in my room…" she whispered and walked away.
Was that an invitation to do lewd things or to have a discussion about her child's future? Knowing her it���d be a lewd request hidden underneath a serious discussion
Nee-san dragged me to the table and served me, beaming ear to ear. It was nice that she regained some motivation. Although I had no worries about spoiling her endlessly—which she deserved after raising me single-handedly—she was too self-conscious of her weaknesses.
The classic spicy curry rice left red marks on my tongue. She made it too spicy!
With dinner done, I kissed Nee-san goodbye and headed out. Nee-san had given me the basic layout of where to find which girl in this massive apartment solely belongs to Maya. Seriously, a middle-class can live in luxury from this building's rent alone.
Mother or daughter, whom should I visit first?
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