“Excuse me! I’ve got cummy- I mean, yummy cake…”

Or at least that’s what you said in your head.

In reality, you just pushed past the door and stood there awkwardly with your cum-cake.

“Ah, you’re Gus aren’t you?” Ophelia asked, smiling as she regarded you with those dazzling sapphire eyes. “You’re Julianna’s and Adrianna’s ward. What are you doing here?”

“Ummm, mother told me to bring this cake to the guild. It’s my birthday. But no one seems to be around,” you said with your most innocent tone of voice.

“Perfect timing,” Helethea said, rising to her feet, “I’ll make tea.”

Rex groaned, “We really need to get this issue sorted by today.”

“And we shall, after tea and cake,” Helethea insisted. She quickly trotted out of the room to the kitchen.

You gingerly placed the cake on the meeting table while keeping a straight face. Inwardly however, your heart is taking the pounding of its life.

Why am I doing this? Holy fuck, am I insane? You thought to yourself over and over.

But there’s no denying that you’re turned on as fuck right now. You couldn’t wait to watch your three elven and one nephilim guild-mistresses stuff their beautiful faces with your cum. You tell yourself that you totally deserve this. You had to endure years of celibacy after you were reincarnated just to avoid getting smited by the chyoa elder-gods. Now that you’re 18, it’s time to get what’s yours.

As for the rest of the guys in the room… Well, that’s collateral damage. You’ll have to try your best not to cringe.

“I’ve heard good things about you, boy,” Rex said, smiling as he turned to look at you, “Our battlemaster, Doran, says you show great promise in your combat training. And if I know Doran, he doesn’t offer praises lightly.”

“If any at all,” Iona added.

Rex nodded, “That just goes to show how highly he regards your skill.”

You looked down and blushed. “It’s all thanks to his training, guildmaster.”

Cain propped his head up with his arm as he regarded you. “I’ve also heard from Jaden the rogue-trainer that this young orc has breezed through all his tests. We may have another master rogue in the making.”

“You’re both pretty slow on the uptake,” Liliana said with a huff, “Our Gus here is something of a prodigy among the younger recruits. He’s learned magic from Kieran, Sozek, and Weiss, Divine channelling from Charon, and even some alchemy and rangering from the other members,”

“A multiclasser eh?” Rex said, stroking his short beard.

“Very rare, particularly among orcs,” Cain added. “And he speaks so eloquently too, for an orc his age, that is.”

Cain was right. You have had the chance to meet several older orcs in the past couple of years and they all speak like retarded 10-year-olds. Orcs may mature fast, but that just means they often reach adulthood without enough time to develop the proper language skills.

You however, was a special case because you’ve been isekai’d with your full faculties and language skills intact.

You are feeling rather awkward with all the praise heaped upon you and you started to wish the ground would open up and swallow you up. Luckily, Helethea soon returned to the room with a service trolley laden with tea.

“Come, Gus, join us,” Helethea said, serving you a cup of tea. “Fill us in on how you’ve been doing on your quests.”

You felt a single drop of sweat form at the back of your head as you watch the elves crowd around your cake and started to cut out thick gooey slices for everyone.

“Ummm well,” you said, “My friends and I officially registered our party last month,” you said.

“How wonderful,” Helethea replied dotingly. She turned to receive a plate of cake and then tried to push it to you.

“Ummm, no thanks. I had some sweets earlier,” you said.

Helethea nodded and claimed the cake for herself. You felt your throat go dry as the milfy nephilim scooped up a heavily glazed piece of cake with a fork and popped it into her mouth.

“Are you with Aedan’s party?” Rex asked next, with his mouth full of cummy cake.

You felt so short of breath that you feared you might pass out. Here you are watching your tough-as-nails guildmaster wolfing down cake drenched in your cum, and he looks like he likes it too.

In fact everyone seemed to enjoy the salty sweetness of your honey-jizz cake.

“Y-yessir…” You stammered. “I’m in Aedan’s and Aelys’s party.”

“Ah, good to know,” Rex said, “They’re my grandchildren you know?”

“Y-yessir…” you squeaked, “Aedan mentions you all the time.”

You actually literally mean all the time. Your party-leader Aedan just can’t shut up about the fact that his granddaddy is a guildleader of Dawnlight.

“Hahaha, that boy looks up to me, I’m afraid. I believe he’s trying his darnest to follow in my footsteps!” Said Rex.

“Uhuh, totally,” you replied, feeling more droplets of sweat form at the back of your head as you watched your three elven guildmistresses repetitively forked more and more cum dripping cake into their demure mouths, looking absolutely enamored with the taste.

You threw a quick glance at Cain and Konrad. To your relief, those two didn’t seem to suspect a thing. They finished their plate of cake and were now sipping on tea. Meanwhile, the rest of the first party were having seconds. Rex was on his third plate.

“So what quests have you kids been chasing down lately?” Helethea asked after some more idle chit-chat.

“Oh, we just did a simple pest extermination last week,” you said, “We’re looking to do a bigger one next week, maybe take a request from further away. That way we could do some traveling.”

“That sounds so fun,” Liliana said and sighed. “I remember when we used to travel.”

You watched in amazement as the ladies polished off the cake tray. They were nonchalantly swiping their fingers across the tray to scoop up every last bit of sugar-cum frosting and sucking it off their fingers.

“Whew, that was delicious. Thanks for sharing, Gus,” Helethea said warmly.

“M-my pleasure,” you stammered.

You just know you’re gonna have a long night tonight and a sore arm tomorrow.