Time flew by and Tingen bade farewell to the end of summer. The temperature hovered between twenty-six and twenty-seven degrees Celsius.
Klein stood up from the bathtub and took a stride forward, sending water droplets to the floor.
("Klein is so hot and cute~~~"
"Stop drooling!"
"You're drooling too!")
He stood there naked, looking down at his abs.
("... why is he checking himself out-")
He flexed and saw prominent muscle lines appear.
("..."
"Klein is so cute!")
That was the result of his daily training. Besides, he appeared a lot more energetic. Leonard was a lousy tes her but he did his job great and had taught Klein many fighting moves and footwork throughout the past few days.
Tap. Tap. Tap. Klein stepped on the floor barefooted in the bathroom, either sliding forward or retreating before dodging to the right and swinging his fist while he made a defensive gesture.
("...why is he doing that while he is naked and his cock is dangling around?" This Amon clone was seriously considering the possibility of whether or not their fiance had started going crazy from being around an angelic existence for too long.
"I think it's cute!"
"You think everything about Klein cute!"
"You do too!"
"Of course I do! What sort of question is that?" The Amon clone scoffed as it pushed another Amon clone out of the way to get a better angel at Klein's naked body and new abs and naked dick and ass.
"Look! You started drooling as well!"
"It's called appreciating art! You do that all the time!")
Klein stopped and let out a breath happily. He took the towel next to him and wiped himself down. Klein had always loved working out as Zhou Mingrui in the past life, but because of his office job as an IT employee at a company, the sitting lifestyle with little to no exercise had given him a belly. To see his abs come back was so satisfying!
("...did he just say-"
"CHUBBY KLEIN!"
"WE WANT CHUBBY KLEIN!"
"HE WOULD BE SO CUTE!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAA"
"HOW COULD THE ENTITY HAVE RETAINED THOSE MEMORIES ALL BY HIMSELF?!" The Amon clone was mentioning how the entity had not shared most of his memories of his life with Zhou Mingrui in the dream world except for some brief flashes.
To think he was holding back something as important as this?!
"DETHRONE THE ENTITY!"
"WE NEED OUR FREEDOM!"
"LETS FEED KLEIN MORE SWEETS AND MAKE LEONARD KEEP HIM SEATED!"
"YES!"
"YES!")
Klein suddenly felt shiveres down his spine, he couldn't help but feel scared for his newly gained back abs. Was this the warning given to him by the powers of the clown potion?
Scary...
Flipping over the towel, Klein dried his hair again. He lifted his head to look at the door and muttered to himself, the detective he had hired would be done by this week and give him the information about the houses with the red Chimmey, he'd have to cross examine each one of them... that would be a pain. Maybe look and filter through the ones which have recent,y changed tenants? That might make things simpler...
With that Klein stepped out of the bath and entered the shared between him and Amon. Amon was out making breakfast, so Klein quickly changed to his normal clothes and went to the dining room where Amon had already cooked and prepared a classic breakfast with toasts, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, some fresh juice and some stew with rice.
"Good morning~" Amon greeted with enthusiasm as always making all of Klein's worries dissapear just like that. His wife really looked a little too cute in that apron!
"Good morning," Klein replied with a soft smile as he gave Amon a kiss on the lips and then sat down to have his breakfast.
"What are you going to do today at your workplace?" Amon asked with interest as he ate some of the food.
"Training with Leonard as usual, nothing really happens in Tingen that much." Klein replied easily as he scooped up some eggs and fed them to Amon. Amon was just too thin, he needed to gain some weight! Although he did wonder how Amon was able to stay so slim when all he ate these days were sweets and oily food...
"Be sure not to push yourself too hard okay? But even if you do, I can always give you a massage if your muscles are too sore." Amon said as he happily ate whatever Klein was feeding him. Making himself look especially thin seemed to have done wonders with Klein, he always tried to hand feed him more food! It was not like he could get fat anyways... might as well enjoy!
"Mn!"
Just as Klein was done with his food and was drinking the juice Amon had made, Amon walkee up to him and kissed him.
"Hm?" Klein questioned without much resistance, he didn't mind the lovey dovey and affectionate advances by Amon anymore. How could he when his wife was so pretty?
"I'm still hungry," Amon pouted as he got on his knees and started unbuckling Klein's pants which he has just put on.
"I- I have to go to my job..." Klein blushed, but didn't push Amon away. Yeah, this was usual for them as well. Although they did it once or twice weekly, he still got flustered whenever Amon did extremely inappropriate things like these especially on such a short notice...
He blamed it all on Amon being too perfect.
"You're still early, you wont be late." Amon licked his lips as he opened his mouth wide and took in Klein's entire length at once.
Klein completely forgot about his juice, and grabbed Amon's soft curly black hair in his hands as Amon worked on his dick, suxking on it lpwith great enthusiasm like he really was starving for it for months.
Klein couldn't hold himself back from thrusting right into Amon's mouth a bit roughly, but couldn't move much due to his sitting position so he just leaned back on his chair and enjoyed Amon's wet and hot mouth sucking his dick.
Finally, he shot inside Amon's mouth who drank it all up and even sucked a bit more as if to make sure that he had squeezed out every last drop of semen from Klein's orgasm. After giving Klein's spent dick ome last lick, Amon smiled and got up from where he was kneeling and sat directly on Klein's lap.
"Klein~ I'm uncomfortable, help me." Amon demanded with a sly smile.
Klein, who couldn't help himself from going along with his wife's demands and spoiling him, grabbed the back of Amon's neck and kissed him. His other hand pulled off Amon's pants and threw them on the floor and started working up and down Amon's hard and hit dick.
Releasing the back of Amon's head, Klein brought down his other hand and slid them down Amon's spine and his waist and finally to his ass.
He squeezed Amon's ass for a solid one or two minutes and after he was finally satisfied he used some of Amon's precum as lube and directly instered two of his fingers inside Amon's asshole.
Amon moaned slowly at the intrusion as he wrapped his arms and legs around Klein and deepened their kiss.
Since they had already done it al lot last night, Amon's asshole was still pretty lose making it easy for Klein to play with Amon's hole and insides, making the man over him moan and writhe in pleasure.
"You came so much last night and aee still so thirsty?" Klein sighed into Amon's lips as he intentionally jabbed his fingers hard into that spot he knew Amon felt the most.
Amon screamed in pleasure as he buries his face into Klein's collar to hide his cheeks which had been grazed by a light pink color.
Klein, who was still not very used to dirty talking even with someone as professional at it as Amon as his example and teacher, decided to stop and just kept chanting the usual into Amon's ears.
"Your insides are so soft and wet, Amon do you feel good?" Klein kissed Amon's ear.
He felt Amon nodding against in neck and smiled as he added another finger into his wife's asshole which was already sucking at his fingers so strongly.
Klein carefully balanced Amon on top of him, confident that he wouldn't make himself or Amon fall from the chair from his increased balance from sequence 8 clown potion powers he had gotten and the speed of his hands quickened as he felt Amon's moans getting louder and lower, very close to his orgasm.
Klein quickly retrieved his hands much to Amon's displeasure and quickly withdrew a few tissues from the table, he couldn't get his clothes dirty when he had to head out immediately after this so as not to give Leonard more chances to quip at him. The man had really taken up to acting as a Nightmare in the most annoying sense and acted so-
"Klein, who are you thinking of?" Amon pouted as he turned Klein's face to himself. "Dont think about other people and things while you have your fingers up my ass."
"I'm sorry," Klein apologized guiltily, and as a plea to earn Amon's forgiveness, he quickened his pace and added another finger to Amon's ass, making it stretch more than it was originally able to, making Amon mewl over him due to the stretch.
Finally, Amon came while kissing Klein and Klein quickly covered the head of Amon's dick with the tissues.
After a few minutes of calming their breathing down, Klein regretfully urged Amon to get up from his lap and started patting down the creases on his clothes.
"I'm getting late, I need to go now." He said to Amon as he gave his wife one final kiss on the lips, just a peck, and walked towards the door.
After putting on his hat and coat and making sure that his hair wasn't rustled so obviously, he bid one final goodbye to Amon before closing the door behind him. He walked along the paved stone path towards the gates.
Just then, he saw that there was a two-wheeled carriage stopped outside the fence, and there was a man with a familiar face standing next to it.
"Leonard?" Klein muttered, looking confusedly towards his messy-haired Nighthawks teammate.
Leonard was dressed in a white shirt, black trousers, and buttonless leather boots as he twirled his hat in his hands. When he saw Klein come out from the house, he smiled and asked, "Are you pleasantly surprised?"
No, I'm just glad you didn't come here a few minutes ago while I had my fingers up Amon's ass.
Klein coughed awkwardly as he tried to his blush, he ignored Leonard's inappropriate behaviour and looked at the fake poet- now complete nightmare's green eyes, "What happened?"
"Its your first group mission after joining the Nighthawks, and my first mission as a secondary captain. " Leonard smiled as he pulled Klein towards the carriage with a stride, "I'll tell you about the details on the way."
Leonard and Klein walked through the Lower Street of Iron Cross Street, they were immediately faced with a din. Merchants selling clam soup, seared fish, ginger beer, and fruits were shouting hysterically for attention, causing the pedestrians to involuntarily slow down.
It was already a little past five. People were returning to Iron Cross Street, and the sides of the streets were becoming crowded. Some children were mixed in the crowd, coldly watching everything, placing their attention on the pockets of the pedestrians.
Klein frequently came here for cheap cooked food and was familiar with the streets, especially since he had lived in a nearby apartment in the past. He reminded the group, "Be careful of thieves."
Leonard smiled. "You need not mind them." your fiance is literally the world's strongest and most powerful theif, he didn't say that last bit.
He pulled on his shirt and adjusted the holster of his gun, revealing his revolver.
Suddenly, all the gazes fixed on them shifted away. The pedestrians around them instinctively made way.
Klein's eyes froze for a second before nodding and following Leonard, he made sure to keep his head low so as to not let the others here recognize him. Melissa and Benson still had dealings here these days, it would be bad if they found out that their brother was going around doing investigations over supernatural stuff when his job was supposedly to read and help translate texts.
They met Frye, the corpse collector on the way since they needed someone more professional to check the body and the three made their way past the area that was had many peddlers and turned into the true Lower Street of Iron Cross Street.
The pedestrians here were all dressed in old, ragged clothes. They were cautious of strangers wearing bright and beautiful clothes; yet, there was also greed in their eyes, like vultures eyeing a meal, waiting to strike at any time. But Leonard's revolver prevented any accidents from happening.
"Let's first investigate the death from yesterday. We'll begin with Mrs. Lauwis, a lady who glued matchboxes together for a living." Leonard flipped his notes and pointed to a place not far away, "First floor, No. 134…
"Wait here, I'll try to first interrogate through dreams."
Klein and Frye nodded at that and stepped aside a bit. Leonard was really making sure to use his nightmare powers a lot these days aside from just acting like a really annoying person usually... he really had grasped the acting method.
Klein couldn't help but give himself a self deprecating chuckle in his heart, even after almost 20 days he wasn't able to digest his clown potion even a bit... at this rate he was actually seriously trying to consider joining a circus.
It was just that Tingen was too peaceful... there weren't many opportunities these past weeks to figure out the basic laws about the clown potion...
Actually, shouldn't that be a good thing...? To think he was actually praying for more supernatural cases to happen just to digest his potion quicker...
Without ample opportunities, even with knowing the acting method one cant digest their potion fast if they have a weirdly specific potion name like Clown...