A small break so Merlee can recover

Mario sat awkwardly on the love seat, cradling a glass of water in his hands that he had not yet drank from. What had just happened back there? One moment, he was in control and everything was fine, the next he was **** Merlee with his dick and emptying his load down her throat, almost drowning her. Sure, she was fine, now, but that shouldn’t have happened like that to begin with. He had let his desires get the better of him and lost control.

Mario looked at the washroom door, where Merluvlee took her sister to freshen up. Although Merlee had no complaints herself, the vitriol in Merluvlee’s eyes when she glared at Mario was strong enough to make garlic wilt and wither away. He sighed, rolling the glass in his hands.

“You seem troubled,” echoed a voice in his mind.

Mario looked up and around, looking at the washroom door. It was still closed, “Vide?”

“Yes, it’s me,” came the response.

“You’re a telepath, too?”

“I love how you’re so quick on the uptake,” she giggled, “It’s one of your best traits.”

“Hmmph,” Mario grunted, finally taking a drink of water, if only so he’d have an excuse not to say anything.

“I’ve also been around owners like you long enough to know that you don’t trust me,” Vidyhyne continued, her voice suddenly taking on a serious tone, “And that’s fine. But I am a goddess of sex, so I know quite a few things about relationships and intimacy.

“I’m here for you.”

Mario was silent for a moment, wondering if he should take her up on her offer. Well, if nothing else, it cost nothing to be polite and Vidyhyne was the last person he wanted to piss off.

“I lost control,” Mario said simply, “I know that it’s impossible to kill someone with the Tome thanks to you, but I feel like I really could have back there and I feel really horrible about it.”

“Ah, so you’re scared of your dark side,” Vide hummed.

“Dark side?”

“You know the story about the two wolves right?”

“There are two wolves fighting each other inside everyone,” Mario paraphrased, “One good, one evil, the one that wins is the one you feed the most, right?”

“Yes,”Vide answered, “Except that story isn’t entirely correct. Neither side really wins or loses, they’re both two sides of the same whole. Your light and dark sides still exist whether you will it or not. They’re a part of you for as long as you live.”

“So what are you saying?”

“I’m saying don’t be afraid or ashamed of your dark self. You don’t have to embrace or indulge it, either, but it is part of who you are, so you should accept it for what it is.”

Mario sipped from the glass again, pensive. What she said made sense, but, “I’m not sure what my ‘dark side’ even is.”

“It is the culmination of your dark impulses,” Vide explained, “The part of yourself that say, wonders what it would be like to **** someone even though you yourself know that it goes against everything you morally stand for.”

“Or drowning someone in cum?” Mario frowned, “I’m not sure if I would want to accept something like that, much less from myself.”

“Restraint is important, yes, I have long since come to learn that the hard way,” Vide replied gently, and Mario could almost feel her cupping his face in her hands in a manner that felt emotionally supportive, “But there’s also nothing wrong with getting lost in the throes of passion, either. There’s a balance to be struck, and you have to be the one to find it.”

“Vide, I…,” Mario sighed, “I think I get it, but…,”

“I understand,” Vide told him, and Mario felt like he had been brought into an illusory embrace, with his head in her chest, almost like a mother comforting her young, “Such a change doesn’t happen immediately, but it’s a facet of yourself worth exploring.”

A noise came from the wash room, and Mario looked on over. Suddenly Vide’s presence vanished, making Mario wonder if any of that had even happened, but then he heard one last thing from her, “Before I depart, a word of advice: good relationships are built on trust. If you truly feel that awful about something, you should apologize for it. Some people might be more forgiving than you think.”

The door to the wash room opened just as Mario felt Vide’s presence truly vanish from his mind. He set his glass on the nearby table and got up out of the couch as the twins left came out. Merlee had stripped out of her cloak, revealing that she, too, had indeed been wearing nothing underneath the dress, whose thin nature was further compounded by the water plastering it onto her chest, making it seem as though the top of her dress didn’t exist at all. Again, Mario was surprised at just how alike the two seemed without their robes, it was like he was staring at someone and their reflection in the mirror.

“Are you okay?” Mario asked, remembering Vide’s advice he added, “I’m…, truly sorry about that. I don’t know what came over me.”

“It’s okay,” Merlee smiled, still looking a little woozy, “I guess it just goes to show that you can practice as much as you want with toys, but at the end of the day they can’t prepare you for a one-man bukake!”

“Seriously, Mario!” Merluvlee’s face was taken up by the largest smile he’d ever seen, “Even I wasn’t expecting all of that! I’m kind of jealous.”

“What? You want a turn puking cum into a toilet?” Merlee shoved her sister playfully.

“I was hoping I could skip that part,” Merluvlee laughed.

“So you aren’t mad?” Mario asked.

“Well, not anymore,” Merluvlee’s expression turned serious, “At first I was pretty livid. But after thinking it over, no one was actually hurt and you did just apologize. So, maybe a little warning before you go all apeshit on us?”

“I think I can manage that,” Mario relented, it was an easy enough demand. “You ladies ready to keep going?”

“I thought you’d never ask!” Merlee smiled, but then something occurred to her and she frowned, “Oh, wait, you are able to keep going, aren’t you?”

“No problems!” Mario gave her the thumbs up, “We can keep going as many times as we need. So long as I’m on time to the Banquet, that is.”

“What stamina,” Merluvlee exclaimed softly as she watched Mario’s shaft stir once more, “Well, we serviced you last time, Mario. What do you want to do now?”