The Morning After
I yawn as I reach for the door of the shower. The door slides open and Rachnera emerges from it.
"Oh, good morning, honey." She beams. "Here to take a shower?"
"Yep." I smile, eyeing the towel that is covering her breasts, the only thing hidden on her body.
"Ho…" She gives me a devilish smile when she notices the center of my attention. "Can I take another bath before you? It's your fault that I had to take the first."
"Uh…"
"Aruji-dono."
I turn to Cerea's voice behind me and feel my face go red.
Cerea is loosening her belt as she walks to me. She is wearing no shirt or a bra.
"Let's bathe together. I'll wash your back for you."
The blush on her face is perhaps the only thing redder than my own face.
"Sure."
When I come out of the shower holding Cerea's hand, both of us are naked.
"Darling!" Miia waylays us.
"Miia!"
"I'm hungry. What took you so long?"
I glance at Cerea, who looks back at me, and we chuckle like two shy teenagers.
"Oh, jeez!" Miia turns with an angry blush. "I'm starving."
"Don't worry, Miia, my love." I hold her hand and walk to the kitchen. "You remember the kebabs from last night?"
"I do." She smiles looking at our locked hands.
"Good. We're having those for breakfast. You want them with bread, you want them solo, you want them as sandwiches, just let me know."
"Aruji-dono." Cerea presses her hand. "What about me?"
"For my Cerea, I ordered carrots and turnips. You want some meat with that?"
"No," she says with stars glowing in her eyes. "I'm fine without it."
"Great." I make them sit in their chairs. "Let's eat then."
Miia wants her breakfast as sandwiches, Mero with bread. Cerea is having salad. Rachnera is eating only kebabs while giving me lustful glances as I walk about wearing only an apron. My erect penis does not escape her sight and her smile broadens and her ogling intensifies.
"Honey, will you please come over here?"
She calls me over as I'm about to take my seat.
"Hai, Rachnera?" I stand beside her. "You need something?"
"Only an answer." She smiles as she runs her hand on my bare butt. "Are you trying to make me ravish you?"
"Who knows?" I lean in and kiss her. "Maybe I am."
"Then it won't be a proper ravishing, will it?" She smiles as her hand cups my cheek, her thumb lodging in my crack.
"That's dirty, Rachnera." I smile. "Let's do that while we're not eating."
"Okay!" She lets my butt go with a final squeeze and a slap.
I sit down and tuck into my food.
I notice Cerea eating her food trying to look indifferent, and Miia is taking her anger out on her food. Mero is in one of her tragedy tantrums, and Rachnera is smiling at me as she deepthroats a kebab.
"Rachnee!" Miia thumps her fork on the table.
"Oh, Miia, are you talking to me?" Rachnera turns her attention to her.
"Yes! What do you think you're doing?"
"Having breakfast." Rachnera smiles. "I like the name, Rachnee."
"So do I." I raise my hand. The combination of Rachnera with 'Onee-chan' is compact and erotic.
My hand touches Cerea's shoulder. She blushes and nibbles her food like a bunny.
"Ara, honey." Rachnee places her chin on her hand. "Do you have a sister complex?"
"Not really." I shake my head. "But I won't mind a little roleplay, with all of you."
"I'd like that." Rachnee smiles and turns her attention back to her food.
"So will I, dear Sir," says Mero. "One of us can be your wife, and I can be your mistress. You get us both pregnant and then we find out about each other. Whom will you choose? Oh, the heartache!"
"You can do that after breakfast, Mero." I pat her head with a smile. "Hold back for now."
My phone rings. I pick it up.
"Darling!" Smith speaks on the other side. Her voice is so loud I take the phone away from my ear to protect my hearing.
"Smith." I clear my throat. "You are energetic this morning."
"Quick, Darling, I need your help!"
"What is it, Smith?" The alarm in my voice slices through the room.
"Open the door."
I glance at Cerea who nods and gets up with me.
We walk to the front door.
"Wait, Aruji-dono." Cerea places a hand on my chest before I can open the door. "I'll open it for you."
"Why?"
"There may be danger outside." She blushes. "Besides, thine attire is not appropriate."
"Huh?" I start and realize that I'm only wearing an apron. "Right. You go ahead, Cerea, my noble knight."
"Hai!" She opens the door with her eyes gleaming.
Outside, Smith stands between Tio and Zombina, massaging her forehead. Hearing the door open, she looks up.
"Can we come in?"
Cerea looks back at me.
I nod.
Cerea steps aside and the three females walk in.
"Thank you, Darling."
Before she notices my clothes, I hug her.
"You don't permission for entering, my dear Smith." I kiss her forehead. "This is your home. You're as welcome here as the rest of them."
"Oh, yes." She smiles. "I forgot."
"Perverts," Zombina whispers.
"What was that?" Smith shoots a Demon glance in her direction.
Zombina cowers behind Tio with a yelp.
"You mean my clothes, don't you, Zombina?" I chuckle, cupping Smith's cheek. "Or rather, the lack of them."
"Huh?" Smith looks me up and down and laughs. "I see."
I keep hugging her, carrying her in my arms to the kitchen as her hands move down from my shoulders to my buttocks, which she grabs and squeezes. My penis hardens and pokes her in the belly.
"What do these two women have for Darling's buttocks?" Miia whispers to Mero. "I wonder if they're both futanaris."
"Hidoi na, Miia-chan." Smith pouts. "You know I'm not a futanari."
"Neither is Rachnee," I say. "I found out last night."
"We found out this morning, Dear Sir." Mero smiles. "She wasn't wearing any clothes."
"Oh yes." Miia looks up with one finger on the corner of her mouth. "She's not wearing any now either."
"Someone call me?" Rachnee emerges from the pantry, a towel covering her breasts. "Oh, good morning, Smith."
"Good morning." Smith smiles.
I turn Smith's face to me. "So, why're you here, Smith?"
"I will tell you when you let me go." Smith touches my cheeks. "Your little man is very naughty. I'll teach him a lesson later."
"He just needs attention." I let her down.
Tio covers her eyes as my penis makes a tent in my apron.
"I'll give him plenty of that." Smith moves my penis from side to side with her finger. "Don't worry."
Zombina hugs Tio and hides her face in her belly so that she doesn't have to look either. Tio hugs her back.
"So, Smith." Rachnee hugs me from the back, her hands on my navel. "You were about to tell us why are you here to meet Honey."
"I'm here…" Smith begins.
"Hm?" Rachnee rests her chin on the top of my head.
"…because of this." Smith reaches her arm out, a paper clutched between her index and middle finger.
"What's that, Honey?" Rachnee's head moves from the top of my head to the side of my face, her cheek rubbing against mine, her chin on my shoulder.
"Let's find out." I unfold the paper.
Mero, Miia, and Cerea stand on my sides too to peer at the paper. Cerea's head touches my right shoulder. Mero's fin is on my foot. Miia stands with her hands on my chest, looking at the paper with her head over Cerea's.
"This can't be!" Miia shrieks. "Darling has received a death letter!"
"You mean 'Death threat'," Mero corrects.
"Whatever!" Miia hugs me. "Darling, promise me you won't go out!"
"Easy, easy, Miia." I hug her back. "Let's just analyze the…"
"There is nothing to ponder!" Cerea unsheathes her sword. "Whoever threatens my dear Master shall taste my blade and my wrath. No one can harm my Master without harming me."
"Yes, I know that, Cerea." Laughing, I hold her hand. "Why don't we…"
"Oh!" Mero launches into her tragedy tantrum. "My dear Husband is going to perish, leaving me behind to raise our daughters. They'll ask me about their father, and I won't know where to start."
I have an image of Mero standing with three younger versions of her standing around her. There's a picture of me smiling with Mero on a table and I hear the voice, 'What was Papa like, Mama?'
The thought makes me chuckle.
"Oh, you girls." I wrap my arm around Miia tighter, clutching Cerea's hand at the same time.
"You won't be leaving the house, Darling." Miia's voice almost ruptures my eardrum.
"I will stand guard on you," Cerea speaks.
"I can call more guards if you wish," says Mero.
"Oh." Rachnee facepalms.
"Smith, will you please help me out?" I look at her.
"Tionishia and Zombina are here to guard Darling," Smith says. "Meanwhile," a mischievous smile appears on her lips, "I'll be staying here too, to make sure nothing goes awry."
"I have no problem with that." I laugh as I pull Cerea into the hug, making her blush and hide her face in my shirt. "Who will run errands?"
"We can assign duties to everyone," Smith says.
"That's capital." I nod. "Miia, Cerea, Mero, Rachnee, Zombina, Tio, uh… I don't see any of them as the errand-running type."
"Why?" Rachnee is offended.
"You love lying around, Rachnee, my sweet." I smile. "I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable. Cerea does not like the sight of raw meat. Miia is, well, ostracized, and I don't want her hurt, or any of you. Tio is hefty and it seems a waste to send her on errands."
"I can run errands." Tio pouts.
"I know you can, Tio. But you may not be able to handle eggs. Mero cannot go out without her wheelchair."
"That leaves me." Zombina raises her hand.
"We can assign you to that, Zombina, but we'll make sure. I have to run some errands tomorrow. I have to get new supplies for all of my guests and my family."
"But…!" Cerea, Mero and Miia shout.
"Cerea will go with me." I pat Miia's head. "With my loyal knight by my side, I have nothing to fear."
"Hai!" Cerea beams, putting the Sun to shame. "I'll be your Knight in shining armor."
"You are fine as you are, my love." I tap her cheek and kiss her forehead. "All you have to do is accompany me."
"That sounds fine." Smith adjusts her glasses.
"So let me get this straight." Rachnee steps forward. "Honey is the one in danger. He goes out with Cerea tomorrow, while his three guards stay home. He is buying food and drinks for them while his life is in danger, and they are loitering at his home. What do you have to say about that? Are you only here to waste his money?"
"It's the Government's money, Rachnee," I speak with a smile. "All of your expenses are reimbursed by the State. Don't worry. I can put all of my finances out of my mind thanks to that."
"There's that?" Smith speaks. "Is there anything else?"
She shoots a Demon glance in Rachnee's direction.
"Uh… No." Rachnee hides behind me, her hands on my shoulders. "She's scary."
"I know." I whisper back. "Now, who's up for some breakfast? Some more breakfast, maybe?