My meeting with Asami went so well that I completely forgot about my anger towards Geriel. Weird right?

Well, I can't stay mad when I have such an adorable person in front of me.

Anyway, since then I managed to get back home and make myself a sandwich.

I was more interested in the items procured form the dungeon.

[Equinium]

I stare at the bottle I took out of my inventory. It feels like I should know what it is but can't remember.

I-

[WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!]

What?

[Legendary quest gained]

Legendary quest? I-What?

[Through your thoughtless actions you gained attention of someone very dangerous. You can no longer leave the city unless quest makes it necessary. Threat level raised. Try to survive.]

[Legendary quest: Land of Eternal pt.1]

[Solve the murder of Mr. Bao]

[Force the culprit to confess]

[SURVIVE!]

…

I walk towards a cupboard and take out a fire-rose wine bottle. Then I take the champagne glass next to it.

Sitting down and uncorking the wine bottle and pouring some of that fire-rose into it.

It overflows. Whatever. I put the bottle on the table and stare at the glass, then at the bottle, my hand still holding it even when it doesn't have to.

I drink from the bottle. Isn't this the part where I get drunk?

[Skill created: Poison resistance]

Really? Now of all times?

[Poison resistance]

[Level: 1]

[Provides resistance against harmful substances of venomous nature]

Fuck you game.

I walk out of my apartment via kicking the door open and slamming them shut on my way out.

I hear someone opening their doors behind me.

"Albert!" I stop and turn around, instantly recognizing the voice.

"What do you want Oma?" I asked her with anger.

"Well, I heard a loud noise and decided to investigate since… ya' know I'm a cop." She just shrugs and looks at me slightly concerned. "You okay?"

I look at the ground thinking about what to tell her. "No. I am not."

"Wanna talk about it?"

I think for a while. Maybe it'll clear my head.

"Sure."

She gestures me inside her apartment. It's small, kinda like mine was before I upgraded it.

…

Oh! I bet that's why she was so interested in looking around. My place is literally bigger on the inside like some doctor who shenaniganry.

"So, would you like some herbal tea?" She asks me as she closes the door behind her. I just nod at her and give her a peace sign to indicate that I want two spoons of sugar.

She just looks at me oddly.

"It means two spoons of sugar." She nods at that and leaves to prepare tea.

I look around and see family pictures, her uniform, a lot of books stacked on a table. She must be a heavy reader. Cuz that stack is almost as high as me if you put it on the ground. I don't see anything else of much importance aside from her metal bender uniform laying on her bed. Actually, now that I think about it her room is a giant mess. Those books I was talking about, there are two stacks of dirty plates just as high and few noodle boxes.

Sheesh, never thought that a police officer would be so dirty. Oma comes in with two cups of tea each in her hand.

"Sorry that it's so dirty in here. I didn't have the time since we have this case." She said apologetically.

She places the tea on the table and starts picking the dishes and other garbage to wash and throw out.

"I'll be right with you. I just need to clean this place up a little." She looks at the place I sat on, noticing that I no longer occupy the couch. I just keep taking plate after plate into my hand, stacking them on top of each other. She turns to me slightly startled at my sudden appearance besides her.

"Oh, you don't have to help, I'll take care of that." She tells me still surprised.

"Nah, it's fine. If my mom was here, she would probably slap me for not helping." She looks at me oddly when I say that.

"What is your mother like?" She asks me. I start to stack dishes again.

"Strict, but not without heart." I simply say, staring at a wall as I stack the dishes on top of each other until they are at my eye level. She looks intrigued but doesn't push for more answers.

Haven't really thought about my family for a while. Between quests and sex, I didn't once think about them. Maybe there's something wrong with me?

Oma starts to walk to the kitchen, and I follow.

"You can put them on that desk, I'll wash them later." She tells me and I do as she asks.

We walk back and sit on the couch next to each other.

"So, what did you want to talk about? Is it perhaps about our visit to Bao's? "She gets right into it.

"Kinda, it's a yes and no situation." I take the cup and take a sip.

"Yes, I feel bad because I got a bit angry at Ms. Bao's daughter for throwing everyone she doesn't like under the satomobile. Then, however I decided to give that speech. It was after I got back home that I felt like I was shoving my ideas down her throat. Whilst it seemed like Ms. Bao was fine with it, her daughter looked like someone just killed her pet in front of her. So, I decided that when we visit them again, I'll apologize." I inhale after the speech and take another sip. That is a really well-made tea.

She sits there processing what I said. "And the no situation?"

"Well, I'm not from this city as you probably guessed." I start.

"To be honest with you I wouldn't even know where to begin if it came to pointing out where you're from." She says as she stares me up and down, stopping at my crotch then my chest and finally my eyes, blushing the entire way through.

"I mean you look like a blend of an earth bender and fire bender mixed with something I haven't seen before. It's exotic to say the least." She adds.

I hmm'd at that. Maybe I shouldn't have kept myself Caucasian. Then again, I made my body before I knew what world I would be in.

"I'm sorry If you find it offen- "She gets cut off

"I like that you think I'm exotic." I look at her as I say that. She rubs her thighs together. Good, good, maybe I won't have to explain that I pissed of someone who'll send fucking armies at me. Why did I want to talk with her again? To talk it through with someone, but I can't tell her about the gamer and quests and Vergil and whatever else there is to talk about. I did not think this through.

Plus, I might get her laid tonight. Rather, I will get her laid tonight. Just looking at her mood through Observe I can see that she is very aroused.

"So, why did you want to talk with me?" I ask her.

"Um, well I thought that when we left Bao's you seemed a little sad, so I wanted to make sure you're okay." She says.

"Really?" She nods. "Is there something else you wanted to do with me aside from talking?" I ask as I move closer. Her blush gets heavier.

"W-well I-I just thought that it would be nice for you to have company since Akeno is-" I put both of my hands on her cheeks.

"The truth." I urge her with amusement in my voice.

She kept stammering and looking anywhere but me until she took a deep breath and looked me straight in the eyes, her blush still present.

"I'm pent up. Like really pent up." I just do a little mhm as a response and smirk. "Ever since you and Landlady started mating like a bunch of animals in heat, I couldn't relieve myself properly. I used fingers, used the corner of a table, metal bended dildos, but no matter how much I try I can't reach any fulfilling satisfaction."

I inch closer to her. "And what are you gonna do about it?"

She sighs." This is going to sound so desperate, but I need you to help me."

"You mean fuck you senseless." I tell her bluntly. "Not senseless" she mutters.

"I-"Before she can say anything I give her a kiss. She's taken by surprise, her eyes wide. When I stop, she's completely still as she stares into nothingness.

"That was my first kiss." She states voice filled incredulity.

"And?" I ask.

"I didn't know it could feel so nice." Her gaze focuses on me again and this time she's the one to kiss me. It's sloppy, without technique.

My turn. I go on the offensive as my tongue pushes past her defenses. Her eyes glaze slightly.

I decide to take the lead completely and start to move my hand under her shirt up towards her breasts. I am pleasantly surprised when I move my hand across her stomach and feel that she has somewhat defined muscles. That just gets my muscle girl fetish going. I mean I don't like when a girl's body is so ripped her muscles are the size of her head not only in surface but also in volume. When I reach her breasts, I measure them, I'd say that they're C-cup, filling my hand but not fully. As I massage them her nipples slowly harden and when I pinch them, she moans in my mouth.

I move my other hand into her pants and notice as we break the French kiss. "You're not wearing any panties, aren't you a naughty one."

"They kept getting soaked too fast, so I decided to not wear them."

"Pervert."

"Me!? A pervert!? I-"Whatever she wanted to say was silenced by a moan as my hand in her panties moved. My thumb moving up and down, practically flicking her clit. The rest of my fingers went forwards and backwards, pressing against her lower lips.

She keeps moaning and slowly as I massage her, I push her down on the couch until she's laying there, her face red, her short bowl cut hair a complete mess. She breath raggedly and looks at me, her eyes wishing to continue.

Who am I to deny her?

I slowly insert my middle finger into her pussy. She whimpers a little and shudders at the sudden entry. I start moving my finger inside her, her knees begin to shake. I stop groping her breast and move the now free arm towards her shirt to undo its buttons.

She decides to help me and unbuttons it herself. Since she's taking care of that I'm gonna take of her green baggy pants. It takes a while and I have to stop fingering her at which she grunts in displeasure.

This time I shove two fingers inside her, she grunts in happily. This time however I move fast and furious, moving my fingers at high speeds she starts to moan more frequently and gets louder and louder.

Her body starts to spasm until suddenly she becomes very still and after split second, she starts to shudder uncontrollably. My hand gets lubricated by her juices as she cums.

"It's not enough." She tells me. Then she notices my bulge and smirks.

No shit hon'. I'm about to shove it in immediately, but that wouldn't be very gentle for a beginner now would it.

She slowly gets up and starts unzipping my pants. My junk flops out. She stares at it, gulping as she takes it in her hand. It's about halfway erect and she starts to stroke it a little. She opens her mouth a little then closes it.

After a while she gathers the courage and starts to take it in her mouth. She licks the head covered in foreskin whilst both of her hands start to stroke the rest of my length. Slowly she starts to put more into her mouth. She got more enthusiastic with each dip of her head. Until she slowed down and took less and less in. Eventually she had to stop sucking and she cough a little.

Looking back at my dick her eyes widen as I stand fully erect. Her hand not even fully enveloping the girth of my length anymore.

Her face gains a determined look. She puts her other hand on my dick and starts to stroke me with both of them. As she does so her head buries in my balls, using her tongue to lick them.

It would seem that she learned a lot just from watching. She stops sucking after a while and lifts her head a bit. Her face holds a grimace, like someone is constantly ruining her fun.

"I don't get how Akeno can suck on your balls, they can't even properly fit in my mouth."

"She had practice." Her eyes twitch at my answer. She redoubles her efforts, licking my head and trying to put some length into her mouth.

In the end she manages to get in few centimeters at most before she starts to choke.

She actually manages to keep up a rhythm in her sucking making it even more pleasurable.

It's not long before I'm about to climax.

"I'm about to release Oma." She ignores me. So, I shoot it all in her mouth. Her cheeks puff out at the volume, her eyes widen a little.

After a while she slowly gulps it down and looks at me.

"Wanna continue?" I ask her. She shakes her head. "I don't want to rush it."

I tilt my head at that.

"I'm a virgin." Confusion intensifies. Her left eye twitches in quick intervals.

"I'm saving myself for someone."

"Oh ho? And who might that be?" She looks to the side and remains silent.

"OK fine I don't have anyone to save myself for, but I don't want this to be so quick I need to think this through. It might be unimportant to you, someone who has sex constantly, but it is important to me."

She makes me sound like a sellout. Do? Do I really give off that impression?

I guess that I'll have to talk with Akeno about our time together. What do we know about each other? We both like sex… and nothing else. I should really invite her to dinner or something and actually learn something about each other.

I get myself of off Oma and sit on the couch and lean on it. My dick is still throbbing, demanding attention.

Sorry buddy, no fun this time. I guess I'll have to wait it out.

I look back at Oma and she stares at my erection.

"Having second thoughts?" I ask. She doesn't respond.

"Hey! If you change your mind, I'm available. However, only if you really want to do it with me, not for just some one-time trip." I tell her.

"You. Not into one-time trips?" She states rather than asks in disbelieving tone.

"I want more out of it than just sex. I want to be with them, almost like a married couple but not fully there." I notice my erection calming down. Welp, time to get going.

I start to put my pants back up and buttoning my shirt and look at Oma." Sleep well."

She nods and looks as though in thought" See you tomorrow at 7 o'clock."

I nod and leave.

Why did I do it? Why did I accept her offer to talk with me? It didn't really help with anything only that she actually has an addiction meter now.

Cum addiction- 2%

I sigh. It's not something I can really talk about. Hey, Oma, I just got this imaginary box that told me I'm about to get ganked by an army of super benders.

It would not go well. She would think that I'm crazy…more than she thinks I probably am.

I wish I had someone to talk to about this. I mean who want a piece of me that badly. The triads are under constant harassment from me, but they never sent an assassin. They're simple minded like that. Unless they changed tactics.

And if it's not them. Then who? Whose plan am I destroying just by being myself.

I hope I'll be ready when they decide to show up.

I decided to go on a night watch as Vergil for the rest of the day. Wait, it's already morning? Huh? Till 6 o'clock then.

AN: Sorry it took so long. I'm not going to have as much time as I had these last two weeks. I'm going to update this probably once a week from now on. That is until my timetable clears a bit again.

This was posted on June 4th on Questionable questing.