Family Time
Dinner passed quite well, considering the circumstances. Draco was quiet, so was everyone else. Mero tried to make conversation. Cerea joined her. I picked up and it went well. The ice between Draco and the other girls seems to have melted, except Miia. But I know her. She is forgiving, and after some impetus from me, I hope, she'll come through and accept Draco as a part of the family.
At the door, Draco wears her shoes. Now she is wearing the clothes I found her in with Miia. Before she can walk out the door, where Smith is waiting for her, I hold her hand.
As I turn her towards me, I glance out the door where the car she is supposed to depart in with Smith is idling, Zombina waiting in the driving seat, happy with the hearty meal she had.
She turns to me, surprise on her face. I put my arms around her and kiss her forehead.
Kissing her cheeks, I hug her tighter, our faces side by side.
"She won't be punished, will she?" I ask Smith.
"She'll not be allowed to leave her room for some time," Smith replies. "She'll be fine after a month or two."
"I see." I nod with a smile. "That's good." I bite Draco's earlobe. "You'll come after the time is over, right?"
The only answer she gives is wrapping her arms around me, hiding her head in my shoulder.
"I take that as a yes." I pat the back of her head. "Don't masturbate to me while you're in there."
She slaps my shoulder.
I laugh and kiss her eyes and her forehead. "Be kind to her."
"All I needed was your word." Smith smiles, takes Draco by the hand, and nods at me as she closes the door.
"Now then, girls." I turn on my heels, hands on my hips. "Who wants to pounce at me first?"
"Darling." Miia is standing at the end of the hallway, her eyes demonic red, the rest of her face black, the fingers ready to claw my face off. "Let's have a chat."
Our chat is pretty violent. I'm thankful I didn't break any bones. My explanation gets through to my girls. Draco is lonely, just like they were. All she needs is a sense of belonging. When she almost raped Miia, all she wanted was someone to call her own. Now that she will have us, she won't have to go to extreme lengths. She had nothing malicious or sexual towards Miia, not that Miia is not stunningly sexy.
When the talk is over, it is around midnight. Cerea is already sleeping with her head in my lap. Mero has her head against my shoulder. She is struggling to keep her eyes open. I have one hand on Cerea's head, shielding her eyes from the light. Miia is holding the other in both of hers.
"I'm sleepy." Miia yawns. "Shall we go up?"
"I don't want to wake up Cerea."
There is a knock at the door.
"Miia, see who it is."
"Okay, Darling."
She slithers to the door at the pace of a snail.
She comes back with three guests, one is Smith, the second Zombina, the third a very tall girl, who makes me look a child. Her breasts are larger than Cerea's and she has a horn protruding from between her forehead.
"Domo." She bows to Miia, her manner polite. "I'm Tionishia."
"She is one of my associates," Smith says as Miia sits beside me.
"Why are you here?" I ask. "I don't mind. I'm just curious."
"Zombina wants to taste your breakfast ever since I told her. So does Tio. I thought we will crash at your place and eat breakfast in the morning."
"Uh… sure. Where'll you sleep?"
"We can find something. Zombina can take Miia's room. Tio can sleep in Cerea's."
"If they don't mind."
Smith smiles. "They don't."
Miia is sleeping, her head and back pressed against my chest. Mero is deep in dreams, head against my shoulder. Cerea mutters in her sleep as she squirms.
"Okay." I nod. "These three will sleep with me."
"As will I." Smith adjusts her glasses.
"As will you." I smile. "Zombina and Tio will have the rooms you said they would. Before that, help my girls to their bed. Our bed."
"Tio, you pick up Cerea. Take care she doesn't wake up." Smith takes off her shoes. "Zombina, you pick up Mero. I will take Miia along with Darling."
"Got it." Zombina salutes and picks Mero up in her arms bridal style.
"Don't lose any limbs on the way up." Smith hangs her glasses in my shirt collar before taking off her stockings. She wiggles her toes before taking off her dress jacket and dress shirt. Underneath, she is wearing a bra. She loosens her skirt, letting it fall to her feet. Now, only her bra and panties are covering her.
"Tio." She glances at the minotaur.
"Hai!" Tio smiles and kneels before Cerea. With infinite gentleness, she picks up Cerea on her shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Maybe there is something in her touch that Cerea's sleep is not disturbed.
Tio walks up the stairs following Zombina.
"Come on, Darling." Smith touches my shin with her toe. "I'm sleepy."
"Yeah." I slide my arms under Miia's armpits, holding her head against my chest, trying to reduce the disturbance caused to her. "Don't touch the tip of her tail. It's sensitive."
"Understood."
On my left, Cerea is sleeping. The bed is customized to occupy her horse body, steeling the spot as hers. She is lying on her right, her hands on my shoulder. Her breath caresses my left ear.
On my right lies Mero, her head on my shoulder. Miia is lying beside her, away from me. Sensing the distance from me in her sleep, Miia has wrapped her tail around my entire right leg. The scales tickle my penis.
Smith yawns in front of me in the dark of the room. I hear the rustling of clothes. She is taking off her underwear.
She steps on the bed. The thought of her bare feet on the mattress, between my spread-apart legs makes my penis hard… er. I feel her knees on the sides of my leg, then her hands on my chest, before she lies down on me.
"Good night, Yamato." She kisses my cheek, licks my lips.
"You too." I make my penis rise, jamming it in her navel.
She giggles as she removes it. Stroking it in her soft, warm hand, she whispers, "Want me to help you with your stiffness? You've had a hard day, can't afford a hard night, can you?"
"I can." The words come out as a squeak. "Why don't you go to sleep?"
"Shh." She covers my lips with her fingers. "I have always wanted to suck your cock. Let me. I'll brush my teeth in the morning."
I give a silent nod.
Moments later, a wet softness wraps around my penis, making me moan. An alive piece of flesh plays with my meat, making me dizzy with pleasure.
With time, Smith picks pace. Her head bobs up and down quicker and quicker. Her other hand is cradling my balls. She plays with my butthole from time to time, the tip of her fingers warm, curious, and confident.
After some time, she moves her mouth to my ass, her tongue trying to enter my butthole. I moan. My moans grow louder when her left hand strokes my penis, the fingers of her right massaging the hole of my penis as if it were a clit.
When she swallows my cock again, a wave of pleasure overcomes me. Before I am even able to herald the arrival of my climax, it announces itself.
Smith keeps her lips planted around my shaft as I release my load inside her mouth. She swallows every last drop of my semen as she raises her head.
"Mm." She wipes the corner of her mouth. "I can get used to this candy."
"So can I." I pant, catching my breath.
"I'll be back in a jiffy."
The water turns on in the sink after she leaves. After some splashing, she enters the bedroom. She lies down on me and tucks her face in my neck.
"I would have kissed you, but I know why I'm not doing that."
I kiss her forehead. "Good night, my love.