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Chapter 27: Sensual Struggles

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If someone had told me that Scathach was willing to make an effort to slip into my pants a few years ago, I would have probably laughed at them for even considering that a possibility.

Right now, I am quite sure that's some crying matters due to what was going on. The flat had gone absolutely tense the moment the woman entered the place, and I didn't need to say why that was the case. Eyeing around, the Queen of Dun Scaith's gaze was taking in all she needed from my home. All hints, all clues- anything that could be used to expand her chances to get laid that very day.

And I was all against it. Let's be clear for a moment- I wouldn't mind if I was single. But with a commitment under the belt, the fact Caren was trying to get in my pants too- I couldn't just let a harem form out of the blue. Especially when this new 'addition' was someone that was known to be quite the active sexual woman back in the days she used to train heroes. Not by personal inclination, but rather through the ways of society back then. Sorta-ish.

Then there was the physical matter which could really screw me up: Cu was a demi-god, I was not. I wouldn't be able to handle her 'all in' within my current physical state of self. She knew that, and she didn't seem to mind it. Which was concerning, really, since that could do real damage on my body.

Still, there were other reasons that saw tension within the flat. Setanta was... well, Setanta- which meant it was quite common for these two to be at odds. Elizabeth was quite happy to have Scathach around, at first, but then she seemed to pick up the intense gazing that the woman was aiming at me. Cue her protective self manifesting in some glaring.

Likewise, Medusa took a hint of the mess that could unfold and silently made sure to have a seat right beside me at the table for this dinner. Tamamo seemed to also have picked up something was afoot, but while I initially thought she had things sorted out right with her thoughts, the end result was... questionable at best.

"So, you are also a teacher. How does it feel to educate the new generations?"

"Tedious, and quite refreshing. Students are considerably weaker compared to those I last taught, but times have changed and so has the magical level of this world."

Normal questions with normal answers- distractions that kept Scathach's attention away from me for sometime while she shared the stoves with Tamamo. But it didn't take long for that to also degenerate mid-talking.

"I see the point, but perhaps you are being too forceful about it," The Kitsune Caster remarked. "Master is, after all, a committed man. It would be dreadful to at least not bring this up to his beloved first."

"It would... make sense," The 'Witch' hummed in agreement. "None of my old students had any commitment akin to this one, so it would make sense to address the matter with his... girlfriend."

"I can assure you that Taiga is a lovely woman. In fact, I believe she would be earnest to train under you if you were to offer."

At that Scathach raised an intrigued look. "Taiga? Fujimura-sensei is..." She paused, turning to look at me. "Your girlfriend?"

I slowly nodded and she hummed to show some understanding on the matter.

"An interesting choice."

And she didn't push after this, focusing on preparing a few dishes from Scotland. Old Scotland at that. I didn't recognize any of the things we were being served, but the smell was enough to entice our bellies and drive us to try them. Nothing obscene or unpleasant within the ingredients, Scathach was quite seasoned when it came to cooking.

"Which is really a surprise since she never cooked me anything while I was studying under her," Setanta whined. "I mean, why couldn't I get tha- ah."

His little protest was crushed by a fork slamming right in front of him.

"If you recall, Setanta, you had other rewards for your training," The woman remarked, causing the boy to back down and for someone else to pick up this matter.

"What rewards?" Kiara inquired, the child intrigued by this comment as she turned to look at me. "Do I get rewards if I behave nicely?"

"Well, it depends on the reward and for what," I allowed, trying to really deflect the close call this topic was bringing up.

"Can I... sit on your lap then to eat for this dinner?"

I offered a fond smile. "Sweetie, you could already ask this whenever you need. I get that it's a bit difficult to handle some meals so I can help you with them."

Her eyes widened in delight. "Really?"

I nodded and she shifted off her seat while Tamamo lifted her plate and brought it close to mine. The child was soon climbing on my lap and sitting right on my left leg.

"So, do you like the meal Scathach-san prepared?"

The child nodded earnestly. "It's super-good."

"Thank you," Scathach muttered with a hint of kindness, something that was met by a wider smile from Kiara.

The rest of the event unfolded without much of a threat to my 'purity' so to speak, and I thought it was it. Then, around the time I had to walk Scathach to the door, she pulled me to the side and gave me a rather interesting look.

"You know I want you. Many men would be jealous of this, but you still hold true to your beliefs. There is more to this, what is it?"

The questioning surprised me as I didn't expect her to be this pent-up and blunt about it.

"The fact that you are not exactly making a choice, it's your body hungry for affection and... I think the issue is not about sex, but how you have been handling that sort of stress," I reasoned, causing her to frown in confusion.

"Handling the... stress? What do you mean? I am asking you to bed me, isn't that the best way to do this?"

...Dear God, she doesn't know masturbation is a thing.

"Scathach, I am going to ask something from you something before I give you a solution. And that is the promise you will not react badly to what I am about to tell you. Trust me, this will help you a lot."

Scathach didn't look that pleased by the request, but listened nonetheless.

Scathach was not unfamiliar with masturbation.

It would be a lie to say that it wasn't something she had already tried her hand when she was quite young, back when she was still rejecting suitors prior to her acquisition of title for the Lordship over Dun Scaith. A youth she had been, a foolish one at times too, but she never thought that, one day, humanity would have produced websites and toys meant to 'facilitate' that sort of 'foreplay' and provide an easier introduction to self-relief.

John's embarrassment was... reasonable enough. The topic was a bit of a nerve-wracking element that she too was struggling to initially comprehend, but once back home, behind safe and thick walls, Scathach decided to check the truthfulness of his words. He was right, there were websites and... for some reason, the visual display added a sense of arousal that mere mental visualization couldn't provide. The sound, the noises, the fake mixed with the true-

Scathach was hooked on the idea the moment her fingers trailed down to her drenched panties, but even more when she contemplated how useful of a tool porn websites were within her mediocre awareness of sexual interactions. Many times she found her old notions of sexual positioning somewhat 'limited' and in need of expansion. But none of the young students she shared a warm bed with could offer her what she was looking for. To think that she would end up finding an answer to many of her old questions through this interaction was plain ridiculous, and yet enlightening.

But, it also made her more interested on sharing that hot bed with John Bukharin. A thought that enticed her to finger her pussy even more, imaginging the stirring feeling of his cock against her tight walls.

The young man was clearly pleased by her, but genuinely imposing his own somewhat condescending duty towards his 'girlfriend'. It's admirable, but quite damning considering his attempt to make her 'disappear' as a potential trouble for that had only given her reason to pursue him once again and with vigor since this wasn't a matter of 'Friendship of Thighs' anymore. It was even greater than that.

It was quite known for Scathach to have given students the 'helping hand' to solidify their morale during training, but not even once in her legend was mentioned what she tended to approach those that taught her if they were individuals she came to somewhat 'appreciate in a deeper manner'.

The strive for education was one Scathach never thought she would have to rekindle through porn, but the awareness of the many positions and the special books depicting more information on the matter in these modern days gave her reason to do something she hadn't considered for a long time, even further behind the years she spent on her most renowned students: considering a potential stable partner.

And John sounded ideal due to his commitment to his girlfriend. She knew that was a thing, she knew it was going to be 'the' thing that really mattered the most. As someone that had just recently grown more attached to the old world that had left her behind for centuries now, Scathach also felt the need to conform within the normal sense of partnership to avoid 'controversy' and recognition.

Scathach was also a patient woman. She had waited lengthy time periods already, so taking a few months- years even to get him would all be worth to her. Taiga was a reasonable character. A bit insecure, but also somewhat progressive after facing some issues in being quite the 'loud and outspoken' woman around so many men.

She broke from the mold, and that saw her shunned by the rest of society. To Scathach this was an opportunity to not let to waste. Modernity was odd and confusing at times, but surely compromises on traditional expectations could be subverted with the right amount of time and persuasion.

Both of which, she knew, she held in great quantities.

-d-d-d-d-

It was night, and Elizabeth Bathory couldn't sleep. At all.

Some would think it was a matter of unease, some of stress, others for worry- but Eli's real plight was her dragon-like nature messing up with her brain and giving her no shortage of depraved dreams. It was no novelty, her urges and many hungers had been part of her even in her previous life, but this one in particular hit her out of nowhere and left her quite 'blind' on how to react to it.

It happened slightly before dinner. She knew that this would have comeback despite her best efforts to suppress it, but it was still unsettling. She could remember the exact scene: she was finishing a bath, her nude and wet body smoothly waltzing towards the towel, but pausing over a single smell that caught her off-guard. It was intense, it stunk a little and... it was Mastah's?

The pinkette paused in confusion as she was alone in the bathroom at the moment, then she remembered her Mastah had taken a shower after going through some training. While Mastah would exercise a lot, it was never this intensely so the sweat drenching his previous set of clothes was reaching her strongly than before. She shuddered at the chest where the filthy clothes were all being put for the laundry and...

Eli was feeling extremely dirty for having brought his underwear to her bedroom. The scent was killing her with how absurdly intense it was, and her fingers weren't working. Her pussy was just so wet, her tail was wagging like crazy and her breathing was out of control. It didn't help that her inner urges were manifesting a side of her that made her think crazy stuff.

We could have him breed us~.

Bu-But Mastah is taken-

And yet he is willing to consider. You saw how hesitant he was, how he would falter with the right amount of pressure.

I-I just want- want to be an idol! He is my Mastah, my Manager too.

Shouldn't a good and kind manager be rewarded? He gave you the means to be an idol, he helped you around, he is your Mastah but also more to you- he means more~.

He means more~.

And we should show him. Don't you think~?

Y-Yes~?

Eli didn't notice her eyes flashing yellow, but she didn't care as the sexual frustration suddenly vanished with that personal confession, her mind slowly accepting the fact she needed to seduce her Mastah for good. Unaware that part of that feeling came from a part of her she didn't know to have. A dormant part that just awakened as of recently and wanted her to be quite the 'naughty pest' for once.

And she sure was going to thread that path despite her best chances to be a pure idol.

AN

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