"What the fuck?" I muttered as I looked at myself in a full body mirror.
The black dress shoes and black slacks were like the most normal thing I was wearing, if you ignored the golden ornamental lines and patterns running down the sides of the legs. The shirt, which I had tucked into my pants, was a firm white shirt that hugged my body so tight I could see my nipples if I looked hard enough. The shirt itself had the same golden ornamental lines running across the it on all sides, and it made me think that this man actually spent a metric fuck ton just on clothes.
Oh, but the best part? This weird half cape I had on my right shoulder that ran down my right side. It was black, but it had the damn golden ornamental designs running down it, as well as having golden edges. Terroth actually had the nerve to start chuckling as he looked at me.
"You look fancy." He said with a laugh.
I just grumbled under my breath. I also had my hair tied back in a ponytail, with two long bangs framing my face on both sides. My red eyes stood out like damn Christmas lights when contrasted with this get up.
"And why do you guys get to look normal?" I asked, looking at Terroth and Benji.
Terroth had on a brown button up dress coat, and brown pants and dress shoes. Benji wore the same thing, expect his was green. Their outfits did have golden trim, but it was actually pretty modest, and it didn't make them look like they were about to head out to a male fronted brothel.
"I think you look great, Master Elias! You look elegant, yet dangerous. Like you could go from sipping on a nice wine, to ripping someone limb from limb in mere moments." Benji said with way too much confidence.
"... thanks?" I said, truly unsure how to take that.
"You're the guest of honor, Elias. Of course I had to make you look the best I could." Martin said, as he stepped up to me and nodded in approval.
"My clothes were just fine." I muttered under my breath, and Martin just chuckled.
"There's no need to dress like your going into battle for a simple dinner, my friend." He said, and that's when I finally turned to look at him.
He was dressed in a similar fashion to me, expect all of his clothes, cape and all, were blue adorned with gold. I guess I could take solace in the fact that I wasn't the only one looking ridiculous. Still, despite that, he actually pulled it off quite well.
"God, what will Cici think?" I said, and Martin just patted my shoulder.
"You look good, Elias. I'm sure my wife has your wife looking spectacular too. I'm sure she has all of them looking positively radiant." Martin said, and that did make me feel a bit better
"I'm sure the girls look great." Terroth said, nodding.
"I'm sure they all look amazing!" Benji said, although the way he looked at me when he said that made me think he wasn't as interested. I swear, if I didn't see him salivating over that waitress, I'd be worried he'd try to sit on my lap or something.
"Well, shall we?" Martin said, gesturing towards the door. I sighed, flipped my stupid shoulder cape over my back, and nodded.
"Sure." I said in a defeated tone.
"That looked so cool!" Benji said, and I had to physically hold back my sigh.
"I am quite hungry." Terroth said, as he was the first one to step forward.
Soon, we were following Martin out of the dressing room, down a long hallway, before reaching the stairs and heading down them. Once at the bottom, we followed him down another long hall that split off in three different ways. We took a right, and began walking towards a large set of double doors. Once we reached them, Martin wasted no time as he threw the doors open. The lights inside were bright, and the room had so many colors that I had to actually dull the effects of my perception even more just to not get a headache.
"Jesus Christ..." I muttered as we walked inside the dining room.
The whole thing was obscenely expensive. With all of the tapestries, the paintings, and the four fucking chandeliers handing from the ceiling, it actually reminded me of one of the those over the top dining rooms of a rich noble in an anime, except the anime was now right here, in my damn face. The dining room table was as long as a city bus, and plates and silverware made from actual gleaming silver was set out at every seat.
"Are you secretly the king?" I asked, causing Martin to laugh.
"No, and for that, I am grateful. My life would be far busier than it is right now. No, this is par for the course. Actually, my home is far less extravagant than those of higher rank than me." He said, and I just shook my head.
"I've never seen something this nice before..." Benji said, and I had to somewhat thank Martin for helping to take Benji's mind off of me for a bit.
"Something also smells divine." Terroth said, and he wasn't wrong.
I smelled various meats, probably of creatures I didn't even know the name of, as well as steaming vegetables and other smells I couldn't make out. I had no doubt we were about to eat food that cost enough to feed a small country.
"Oh good! You're here!" Seraphina said as she walked through a set of doors to the left of us.
First thing I did was, well, stare for a few seconds. She wore a green dress with thin straps holding it up on her shoulders which trailed down as the dress began at her chest. A modest amount of cleavage was showing, but for her and her large chest, it might as well have been classified as a lot. The dress trailed down where it ended at about knee level, showing of pale skin, alluding to her long and slender legs. It was finished by a pair of sparkling green high heels.
"Framework bless me." Martin whispered from my side, and I almost laughed.
"Pretty sure they already have." I whispered back, and he sent me a small smirk.
Next up, I used Abyssal Eye to peer at her information.
[Name: Seraphina Seruud]
[Age: 97]
[Race: High Elf]
[Class: Soul Sage (S)]
[Designation: Mender of Broken Souls]
I... didn't know what to say. That was a lot more impressive then I expected. Hell, her class rank was higher than Martin's, and he was the Duke. I was definitely curious at learning more, but I'd leave it for now until she brought it up. Not sure if she'd appreciate me looking at her stats without her permission. That class was also damn interesting, and I really wanted to know more about it.
Seraphina walked up to Martin, smiled at him, and kissed him. The man actually looked like his brain quit working, which turned Sera's smile into a laugh.
"Did you see something you liked?" She asked teasingly.
Martin coughed.
"Ahem... indeed I did." He said, and that made me laugh.
"I'm really curious now as to what she did with the girls." Terroth said, and I nodded fervently. I too wanted to know.
"I bet they all look... wonderful." Benji said, and I almost choked out a laugh, because as he said that, I caught his eyes firmly glued to Seraphina's ass. It was pretty nice, so that was fair.
Not a moment later, the doors opened again, and two well dressed maids stepped out, and held the doors open, and then... well, really cool stuff happened.
The first woman to enter was Clarissa, followed closely by Marina, and man... where do I begin? For one, Clarissa actually had on make up, or whatever they used in this world. Eyeliner, a faint pink blush, a light red lipstick. I wasn't really knowledge on the stuff besides women wore it to accentuate their features, and boy oh boy did it do just that. Her blue eyes seemed to stand out even more, her full lips looked very inviting, and the shape of her face mixed with the blush and her cute little nose actually made my heart beat a bit faster.
Her hair was long and wavy, cascading down her shoulders and resting atop her modest breasts. That was accented by the blue dress she wore, which had small straps connecting ut to her shoulders. The chest was in a V shape, giving a nice but not too improper view of her cleavage. As my eyes ran over her, I could see the outline of her slim and curvy form. As the dress got to her legs, there was a long slit on the left side, which exposed a wonderful view of her soft and creamy skin. I didn't even know it was possible, but color me a leg guy now, because goddamn. The dress was finished with blue high heels that gave her a couple extra inches of height.
"What... do you think?" Clarissa asked nervously as she grabbed her dress at the waist, looking self conscious. I told her exactly what I thought.
"Fucking beautiful." I said, the words coming out easily, and without thought.
Her cheeks turned so red you'd think she had a fever. I wasn't a bumbling idiot, and Cici gave the okay Clarissa, so I'd be damned if I didn't make my thoughts and intentions known.
"T-thank you." She said softly, her cheeks somehow becoming brighter. Then, she actually got a good look at me, and instead of laughter or ridicule, her eyes actually opened wider as she drank me in. She actually but her bottom lip.
"You look... amazing." She said, actually meaning it.
"Huh... maybe Martin knees his shit after all." I thought, and that's when Marina stepped up to her side, and my eyebrows rose.
Marina was a pretty woman, but she actually looked way better than I would have assumed. She looked pretty similar to Clarissa clothing wise, although her chest was more covered, and the dress didn't have a slit in it to show off her leg. It ended mid calf instead, and the whole ensemble was red instead of blue. She also had her red hair tied up in a bun. She was also very toned, the muscles in her shoudlers and arms visible.
"Holy shit." Terroth whispered to my side, and I spared a glance at him to see him staring at Marina like she was the most gorgeous woman he'd ever seen.
I did not expect that, but hey, she was a beautiful woman, and he was a good dude from what I'd seen so far. He just better not let Kelsa catch him looking like that. It was clear they liked each other, but they seemed really bad with that stuff. Hell, Terroth is a strong dude. He could definitely handle two women.
"Nice clothes." Marina said to me, although her tone of voice seemed more out of kindness than actually meaning it. I laughed.
"Yeah, you too. You look good." I said, and she gave a slight smile and nodded, then she looked at Terroth, and her smile became more genuine.
"But I prefer the simple attire more. You clean up well, Terroth." She said, and the man actually choked on his own spit.
"Oh, uh, thanks. You look... great." He said, barely.
"What the fuck is happening?" I thought, but just as I did, they both moved, and in stepped Sheila and Serena.
It was very clear that I had a thing for women with fluffy appendages, because I thought I'd actually have to pick my mouth up off of the floor by the end of this.
Sheila wore a black dress that was tied tightly around her chest rather than having straps, and without her armor on, said chest was... quite nice. Larger than Cici's, her breasts were pushed together, and a decent amount of cleavage was visable where her dress was tightened around them. The dress conformed to her toned and muscled figure like a second skin, going past her hips, but cutting off mid thigh, leaving a wonderful expanse of her toned legs on full display. She wore these black high heels the sharpest stilettos I've ever seen in my life. I was sure she could kill someone with them. Her long black hair was tied back in a ponytail, and her glowing blue eyes stared me down.
Next was Serena, and I was actually having to picture kittens, and ugly dudes in my head to stop myself from rising to the occasion. Her dress reminded me an orange sundress, with very thin material, very thin straps, and surprisingly enough, the most skin on display, namely the valley of cleavage that almost stared back at me. Her breasts were about the same size as Sheila's, but they appeared to have more... bouancy. I could also see the outline of her bellybutton through the dress, and it barely made it past her underwear before cutting off. Her high heels had straps that connected to ber ankles, and were a pretty orange color. Her orange hair was in a single braid that she had draped over her right shoulder, and she too looked at me with an intense gaze that I didn't expect.
Both women's tails swished merrily behind them as they soaked me in from head to toe. I couldn't help myself.
"You both... are gorgeous." I said, again, without even thinking. I meant it though, so I wasn't going to take it back.
Serena's eyes widened as she blushed, and Sheila gave me a fanged smile that was way too cute on the fierce fanged woman than it should be.
"You're looking pretty damn good yourself." Sheila said with a saucy expression.
"You do look... really good." Serena said. Her shy attitude mixed with the skimpy and tiny dress was honestly a contrast I was liking a lot right now.
"You look great, sis!" Benji said, before adding, "You too, Sheila. You would have never guessed."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Sheila asked with a growl, and Benji flinched.
"Nothing!" He added quickly, and Sheila just huffed as she crossed her arms under her chest. The sight was one I couldn't help but appreciate.
Suddenly, through my bond with Cici, I started to feel many strong feelings. Self-consciousness, excitement, worry, curiosity... so many at once I thought my head was spinning. At the same time, I saw one of the maids gesturing at someone behind the door where we couldn't see. I knew full well who it was, and my heart was racing.
After a few more seconds, and a fuck load of anxiety later, Cici appeared in the doorway, and I felt like I was going to fall over. Now, given the attention to matching the women's colors, I knew that Seraphina had probably dressed her in a white dress accordingly. She did in fact do that, but it was everything else that practically had my tongue hitting the floor.
The straps that went over her shoulders were spaghetti thin, almost to the point that you'd think they'd just snap from any small movement. The neckline was low cut, and her impressive chest was trapped inside and pushing against the fabric so tightly that I felt bad for the dress. The creamy skin of her cleavage almost had me asking for a glass of water. The dress also hugged her body so tightly I could see every beautiful curve that I was more than eager to explore later on. Hell, right now, I definitely wanted to eat, but I currently had a different meal in mind. Cici gave me a heated look as she felt my intent.
The dress continued down to her to her ankles, and this dress also had a split down the leg side, giving me a wonderful and truly mesmerizing view of white stocking clad legs, and the whole ensemble ended in pearly white high heels. Cici did a little twirl for me, showing me the open back of her dress that stopped midway down her back, and I also saw the small hole that was cut out for her tail, which swished back and forth excitedly. I was the luckiest fucker in this world, there was no question about it.
"Well... what do you think?" She asked nervously, but her smile portrayed her knowledge.
We were bonded, so she knew exactly what I thought. Even with SSS+ ranked perception, it was actually a struggle not to just rip her dress off, throw her on the table, and start thrusting into her right here and now.
"I think I'm the world's luckiest man. Stunning doesn't even begin to describe what I think." I said, and Cici beamed as herr cheeks turned pink.
Her eyes now roved over me, and the way she seemed to squirm made it clear thaf she approved of my look. As long as she did, I couldn't give a damn less. I'd look ridiculous every day if it made her happy. She walked up to me, her high heels clicking against the floor. She looked a little unsteady in them, but she was learning quick. From her feelings, it was clear that Seraphina had given her a quick crash course on them. She stopped right in front of me, her incredible body filling my vision and her wonderful scent filling my nostrils.
"You look pretty damn good yourself, my darling." She said, standing on her tiptoes.
She was still much shorter than me even in these those heels, but I eagerly bent down to lock our lips together. I felt her tongue brush against my teeth, but she pulled it away a moment later. It wouldn't be proper, and plus... it would make my already stiff cock burst out of my pants or something, and she knew it too with the way she smirked into the kiss.
Our kiss broke apart, and she grinned at me.
"Oh, how cute! I knew he'd love it! You're a lucky man with so many women around you." Seraphina said, clapping her hands.
I was about to respond when I saw that she looked a little confused, and then her heels clacked against the floor as she walked towards the open door, looked right, then looked left. As she did that, she gestured with her hand for someone to come closer.
"Don't be shy. You look lovely." She said, and soon, I heard the footsteps of the final person I had yet to see.
When Valerie finally made her way into the dining room, every single person stopped talking. I was stunned stupid at the sight of her. She was a beautiful woman, no question about that, but seeing her all dolled up was like something out of a fairy-tale. She currently stood in front of us, cheeks burning as she had her right hand on her left arm, pulling it towards herself as she stared down at the ground.
The dress she wore was elegant, a strap connect it from her neck where it fell down her body. There was a chest window in this dress, showing off the surprisingly impressive chest she had, her sizable pale breasts pushed together in a very sexy display of cleavage. There was a lot of cleavage in this room, and I'd rather be nowhere else. Once the dress got to her hips, it split open on both sides, trailing down to the ground, and showing off both of her smooth and gorgeously long legs. The black heels didn't impede her movements at all as she nervously stepped from side to side.
I knew she had a nice figure before, but to truly see it without all of her armor on was another story entirely. Her curves were perfectly symmetrical, and the flare of her hips had my brain buzzing in and out of focus.
"Wow..." I said.
Valerie looked at me nervously.
"Is... it okay?" She asked, and her cute nervousness actually helped to snap me out of it. She sounded scared of what I would think.
"Valerie, you look incredible. I'm just at a loss for words." I said honestly, and she flushed red.
"Thank you...sir." She said, and that made me frown.
"Eli is fine, Valerie. Don't be so nervous. You look amazing, and you're around good people." I told her, and she nodded, and some of the tenseness left her.
The only part of her that I didn't like? That damned collar. I'd be doing away with that later, but not right now. I wanted a more private setting. I had no doubt it might make her emotional, and I wasn't going to embarrass her. The smallest of smiles appeared on her face, and she finally let go of her arm, and stood a little straighter. I didn't know her that well yet, but I was already coming to like her. I was determined to show her that she was a person with her own anatomy. As long as I could help it, she'd never be someone's tool ever again.
"Thank you very much... Mister Eli." She said, and I had to hold back a sigh, and just smiled. It was a bit better.
"Ahem..." Martin coughed, and I turned to him, and almost laughed at how his eyes didn't seem to know where to go, "Dinner should be ready soon. Please, it's a special occasion, sit wherever you'd like."
Cici grabbed my hand, and began leading my towards the table.
"It's okay, you know?" She told me as we took our seats near the edge of the table.
"What is?" I asked, and she smirked, and hugged my arm.
"All of the girls look lovely. I know you're practically drooling." She said, and I was about to protest, but I closed my mouth a moment later. She giggled, "They do look incredible. I don't mind that you are looking. I am too. Plus, those two over there kinda have a thing for you."
I followed her finger to the opposite end of the table where Sheila and Serena were. I raised my brows.
"Really?" I asked, and Cici laughed softly.
"I could smell Sheila's arousal as she watched you fight." She said, and I had to pan my eyes around to make sure no one heard her, "And Serena thinks you are cute, and a really nice guy."
"Huh..." I said stupidly, and that made her snort.
"We talked a bit while we were getting dressed." She said, and then turned my face to look at her, "Don't worry about it for now, but just so you know, I like them... but Clarissa comes first." She said, and I just gave her a bewildered look, before I just nodded.
She really was intent on building a big family, wasn't she? Although, as I looked back over at the two women, I had to admit... it did sound nice. Sheila caught me looked, and put her arms on the table, and brought them together, which had the effect of squeezing her breasts together.
I looked around the table, found a pitcher that was filled with water, and filled up the glass in front of me before taking a big sip. Cici laughed.
"Also..." She said, and gestured towards Valerie, "She is so sweet, but very timid. She didn't say much, but her time with that man was... just awful. I want to help her as much as possible."
I had to force back a growl as I thought about her mistreatment, and simply nodded.
"We will." I said simply, and Cici smiled as she leaned into me.
"This is why I love you..." She sighed happily, "You always do your best to help everyone."
I put my arm around her and pulled her close.
"If I can help, I will. It's as simple as that."
As I looked over at Valerie, I felt my protective instincts flare. It would be her choice, but... I was actually finding myself hoping that once she was free, she'd stick around. As I had thought thought, the doors swung open, and maids, butlers, and kitchen staff began wheeling in large carts filled with platters of food. My stomach rumbled as the scents hit my nostrils.
"Hungry?" Cici asked from my side.
"I'm fucking starving." I told her, and she giggled, before leaning into my neck.
"Just make sure you save room for dessert. I've been keeping something warm for you. All. Day." She breathed into my neck.
Simultaneously, my stomach rumbled again, and my cock twitched in my pants.