Seamus meets Hanae

Na hesitated, then said: "My liege, just before we entered, Ranekoo informed me there are some major movements taking place. My network should have information. And you're about to have company. By your leave?"

Seamus nodded.

Na vanished in black smoke.

Ailis rushed into the room. "Seamus! Finally! A friend of mine has an app that's the same as mine. I need your help in figuring out some things."

Seamus smiled slightly. "Hello Ailis. How can I help?"

"Have you thought of any ways to get rid of this app?" Ailis asked.

Seamus looked over his shoulder at Alice and then back at Ailis. "Not...entirely. I have an idea, but I'm pretty certain it wouldn't work for you. I got to thinking, when the deathborn process happens, there's a brief window to input change to the normal procedure."

At Ailis's skeptical look, Seamus shook his head. "No, I'm not suggesting that. But if during the transfer process something opens in the app, say like opening a secure tunnel can very briefly increase network vulnerability, then we might be able to do something during the initial Custom Girl claim process."

Ailis looked excited. "I knew you'd figure it out!"

Seamus looked at her excited face and really didn't want to rain on the parade. "Look, Ailis...I don't know. I've noticed a few things that are... consistent. If I have sex with a woman, there's a major change in me, in my DNA."

Seamus took a deep breath and saw Ailis about to ask a question. "Don't ask me how, I'm still figuring that out. But... that's a pretty big event. The apps operate based on curses from Lucifer. Women in my life are impacted by that curse. Your change was minimal because...well." Seamus shifted uncomfortably.

Alice stroked his tail and Seamus stilled, breathed deeply, and continued: "But Nazps-Odo had a major change, app related, at nearly the same time as our marriage to each other. If it hadn't been for Lal, I don't think I would have caught the possible energy correlation."

Ailis nodded. "You think marrying her can sever or reduce the app connection."

Seamus shrugged. "I think so. But that's a big commitment on a maybe and your friend and I need to have a long conversation about it first."

Ailis grinned. "It'll work! I just know it!" She quickly started tapping on her phone.

"Ailis..." Seamus felt Alice grip his tail lightly and he sighed.

"Nice! I love that we have cell service out in space." Ailis muttered.

"We're not in...oh never mind." Seamus shook his head with a small smile. He sighed and partially changed the subject. "Has your being on my app actually helped you avoid worse issues with Words With Fiends?"

"Mostly." Ailis said, "Since I've been on your app, I don't have to play as frequently, and I see more of the rules."

Seamus's eyes sharpened. "Really. What are some of the rules you know more about now?"

Ailis waved her hand semi-dismissively, her top rising a bit with the motion. "Later, please. Hanae is in a bad way. Can I bring her here?"

Seamus sighed again. He looked over at Alice.

Alice nodded. "Do what you need, dear." She said to him. "If the app's anything like Ailis's, she is probably having a harder time than you are."

Seamus looked back at Ailis and nodded.

"All right, she needs a ride here, would you mind sending someone to bring her?" Ailis asked.

Seamus looked at Vavnagal who nodded, and vanished in mist.

Ailis suddenly looked embarrassed and said: "oh! I forgot..." And turned and raced out of the room.

"Ailis!" Seamus called. And sighed, shaking his head.

Ailis had just vanished out the doorway when the mist swirled and out of it walked Vavnagal back to her place. The mists cleared a little more and Seamus's eyes widened as he saw a naked, 5'2" tall Japanese woman with dark black hair, her nipples pebbling and torso erupting in goosebumps. She was wearing a clear chastity belt with a few wires leading from a small battery pack placed a few inches above her clit, and to some small LED lights on the base of a vaginal plug held in place by the belt inside her. Seamus yanked his eyes back up to her face, mentally cataloguing the collar and leash on the way. 'I wonder what the wires are fo...Seamus!' he thought.

Standing up, "Hello, Hanae, was it? Ailis said you needed a ride here and so I asked Vavnagal to bring you. We didn't catch you at a bad time did we? Or is this another of those game related issues?" Seamus asked her gently, keeping his eyes solidly on her face.

Then Seamus looked sideways, "Or is Vavnagal playing a mean trick on you that I'll need to add some spankings to her punishment for tonight?" He smirked, then winced and ran his tail along Alice's hands until he could slide it behind her and he tapped, then rubbed her butt gently before returning his tail to be her handhold. 'I guess add as a punishment is the more appropriate way to refer to it now...'

Vavnagal bowed: "No, my King, she was like this when I retrieved her as per your request. If you had wished her to be appropriately attired, husband, it may be useful in the future to specify such when asking me to retrieve someone without giving time frames..."

Seamus saw a slight smile on her face and he returned Vavnagal's slight smile back to her. "Ah. Yes, my fault then."

Seamus looked back at the still very quiet Hanae. "Are you okay? You seem rather shaken. I must admit, I've grown maybe a little overly used to these kinds of things in the past couple of days since I got involved in all this." He watched her eyes slide up to his crown and focus intently, before shifting to his clothes, the throne and other chairs, and finally the guards.

Hanae blushed again, lightly and turned back to looking at him, at his wings, then his face. He watched her eyes widen. She straightened her back, moved her legs from their shoulder width apart to touching and winced very slightly.

Seamus watched the skin pulse at her throat once per second with something that reminded him of...what? 'Why was that so familiar?' "Hanae, are you okay?"

Hanae lay her hands on her thighs and bowed to a 45° angle.

Seamus watched as the flushing of her face traveled down her neck and into her upper chest.

The pulsing turned to slight body tremors. Seamus saw the muscles in her cheek bunch and she swayed slightly, but her toes curled and her leg muscles went rigid. He could hear her breathing intensify, the air flowing rapidly in and out of her nose. Seamus sniffed slightly, frowning. Slight acrid scent, ah: ozone. And also, overripe bananas and narcissus? And it was getting stronger. "Hanae, are you okay?" Seamus asked for a third time.

"Your Majesty, I think it would be good to order her to relax before her belt turns into a stun gun." Sireah commented dryly.

Ah! That was the ozone smell. Oops. Seamus cleared his throat: "Hanae, please relax, do what you need to in order to be comfortable." He turned to look at Vavnagal. "Vav, please get Ailis. She asked me to bring Hanae and then she disappeared."

He saw Vavnagal nod and swiftly depart, for a moment admiring the shape of her firm buttocks as she did so. She swept through the door, her head held high, with the tip of her tail darting quickly toward Hanae, focusing his attention on her just before the last of the tail disappeared from view. The tapping of her heels on the stone floor receded into the distance.

Hanae drew his attention back to herself to see her legs spread shoulder width apart, her body no longer shaking in regular tremors, a grateful look briefly crossing her face before vanishing into a neutral expression. "Heika, please excuse my... appearance. Thank you for bringing me to your court."

Seamus nodded. "Hanae, would you like some clothing? Are you allowed to wear clothing with your game state?" Seamus asked worriedly. He glanced quickly at the door, not having heard anyone coming back but hoping Ailis had reappeared.

"Heika, hai, yes, I can wear clothing if given permission...if it pleases you, may I have permission to dress, and might I beg favor of some clothing with which to do so?" Hanae asked.

Seamus looked back at her, and nearly asked why she was asking him since she wasn't a Custom Girl of his...but: "Yes, yes, of course. Sireah, please summon a robe for our visitor..." Seamus had turned to ask Sireah but was interrupted by a swift request from Hanae. He glanced back at her.

"Wait, Heika, please, not a robe! The game, the Oni..." Hanae blushed and her hands started shifting up from her thighs before snapping back down to stay on her thighs. "...if I cover more than half my body, I'll lose my voice. Please, something..." Hanae hunched a little and her legs snapped shut and he saw her tremors start again. "...smaller." Hanae bowed again: "Heika, please forgive the interruption."

Seamus slowly nodded, then turned back to Sireah, wincing as he turned too far and his right wing caught on the back of his throne: "Sireah, something suitable for our guest that will allow her to talk please."

Seamus turned back to see Hanae visibly jerking with each shock. "Hanae, please, I can see you shaking from here. At ease!" He ordered. He held up one finger to her and quirked an eyebrow.

Seamus turned to the left next to the entry door in the partially hidden entry alcove: "Iraeniae, I can see you over there, has my cat-demon spy-master of a third or fourth or thirty sixth wife, or however many it makes now that time is in a jumbles finally figured out where Lucifer is going to strike next?"

Iraeniae stepped out from the alcove up next to Hanae, knelt on one knee, bowed her head, touched her wingtips to the base of her back, spread out her arms, and reported: "No, Sire. Her High Consort is still working on that and wished to request your assistance in sourcing additional manpower from her people."

Seamus watched her tail twitch and whip a little. "She stated she has a beautiful sister that you might find attractive..." Iraeniae said blandly. Then Seamus could swear he heard her flirtations voice as she said: "...and several attractive felines in the intelligence community that would gladly be free of Lucifers influence and could provide additional heirs to your empire."

Seamus sighed internally and snorted, "that sounds like her."

'If she's actually telling people this... I'm going to find out if her butt can actually get red under that fur.' He thought.

"I swear, of all the women I find myself now married to, for such a race supposedly dedicated to being married for life, that one is most eager to fluff me, most eager to push others into my bed." He sighed, and said under his breath, not realizing he was speaking aloud. "Poor Alice. I never wished this on her." Even quieter, he said: "I never wished for this myself."

Alice stepped forward unsteadily and Seamus could feel the strain of the chains on his tail as they pulled her piercings towards him: "Seamus, stop feeling sorry for me! For one, every time you do, you need comfort and these piercings pull something fierce when you do. For another, I'm fine."

Alice leaned in from her unsteady spot where she placed a hand on the arm of the throne, and kissed his cheek. "Twenty years of marriage, we are strong. I love you. Remember that. Focus on your guest." She pulled his head on her chest, and he smiled, and kissed her bare breast.

Alice carefully turned, holding his tail, and walked back to her place she had chosen, more steady now than she first had, her tail not hitting anything this time. Granted, the main item that could have been in danger was conveniently currently on the floor across the room, but still.

Seamus gathered himself, turned back to looking at the now dressed Hanae and his eyebrows shot up. "Sireah...how are harem silks so sheer they would put Jasmine to shame suitable clothing?" He growled. He could feel his heart racing, and stopped himself from adjusting himself on the throne.

"Sire, I thought they framed her figure quite suitably." Sireah smirked as she walked back to her place.

Seamus growled. He glanced back at Hanae briefly, and internally admitted the under-bust sheer silk and tight-boned corset did nice things to her figure, along with the very sheer skirt and top.

Sireah smirked again, changed directions, stepped up on the dais and flipped up the filmy skirt she sometimes wore attached to her corset above her waist. Turning around, she knelt and bent over. "Sire, if I messed up, please feel free to 'punish' me as 'long' and 'hard' as my poor butt can take it." She wiggled her butt and her tail flipped up and out of the way.

Seamus sighed, pinched the bridge of his nose with his left hand, smacked her butt with his right, and then used her butt to shove her back toward the rest of the guards.

Sireah rose gracefully on her tall heels and clicked over to her place, her tail swishing contentedly.

"Heika... it is... sufficient," Hanae said slowly.

Seamus chuckled dryly and looked around the room. "Hoo boy. This has been a wild couple of days y'all."

Seamus shook his head and asked Hanae: "Hanae, I think I have an idea of what you are going through. Ailis can tell you if she wants...", very quietly he growled: "when she gets back", and then continued, "...she's intimated that she's stated something about what's going on. But, I don't want to give you false hope."

Seamus breathed in deep and continued: "I cannot undo what has been done thus far, but I might," he held up a finger, "might have a path that could theoretically mitigate future escalations, if you are agreeable to the particular...stakes that are required to enact the protections."

Hanae smiled suddenly, very slightly, but then got a worried look. Then her pupils dilated and she swayed slightly before freezing. She took a deep breath. "Heika, I would be deeply grateful for..." Her fingers twitched on her legs and her lips twitched. "hng... any...", Hanae froze in place again before saying between clenched teeth, "...options you have for me."

Seamus opened his mouth, intending on explaining the issues surrounding the possible mitigation, but her face and behavior...: "Hanae, are you okay?"

Hanae blushed slightly. "Heika, I have another..." She paused, took a breath, "...rule...that I haven't abided by yet..." another deep breath, "...that involves..." a long pause, "...ahem...that involves my lips and..." another long pause, "...ah, so."

Hanae blushed harder, her fingers turning white with the pressure against her legs. "Heika, it involves my lips touching yours, as well as..." Hanae shifted her hips a little to the left, then the right, then minutely to the rear and a brief look of frustration crossed her face.

Seamus could hear a faint, rhythmic swishing, and the overripe bananas smell got even stronger.

Hanae's eyes half lidded and fluttered, "...below the belt." She whispered, her lips parted as a barely heard moan reached Seamus's ears.

Seamus heard his back crack as he straightened up too fast. "Han...ow...Hanae, uh, I don't have sex outside of marriage..." He desperately wanted to look over at Alice.

'Oh honeybear. You're in a pickle, aren't you?' Alice thought at him.

'Not helpful' Seamus thought back, wishing she could hear him.

'I can now, honeybear.' Alice replied in his mind.

'Oops. Sorry.' Seamus said.

Silence from Alice's head.

Hanae shook her head as she started sinking to her knees, "Heika, Sir, no, not sex. A kiss...", her cheeks grew as red as he'd seen them yet, "...but no...ahem, only mouth, ah, so." Hanae started crawling toward the throne on her hands and knees.

Seamus winced and thought at Alice. 'I thank God you are in my life every day. You know that, right?'

'I do. Right now, there's a woman who's about to have an orgasm in front of you who desperately needs your help. Might want to take care of that, and focus on her, dear.' Alice thought back.

'Isn't it understandable if I don't want another wife right now? Especially if I've not had the chance to even really talk this over with her?' Seamus shot back.

Silence from Alice's head.

Seamus then realized what Hanae had said and was doing. "Hanae? Stand up, um. Wait, I still think of...oral...as a marital act."

"Unfortunately very true..." Elaln stage whispered.

Hanae paused halfway to the throne and stood stiffly. "Heika, sorry, no walking in the space of a superior...but if I don't follow the rules..."

Seamus groaned and repeated it aloud, quietly, "I wanted to raise this with time to talk about it. Lord, help me."

Seamus stood and walked down the dais to where Hanae stood and stopped in front of her. He started to raise his hands to her shoulders but thought better of it. "Hanae, I don't have sex outside of marriage. But I don't want you to suffer."

He glanced over his shoulder at Alice who stood stiffly, not moving an inch without his tail there to brace herself with. "Alice knows my feelings on this and has already agreed to what is necessary in the running of my, heh, my kingdom."

Seamus took a deep breath and continued: "Marrying you was the method I was going to propose to cut off your ties to the Oni. I can't promise it will work, and it won't fix the existing rules, but I've possibly found a way to sever the game from the player..."

Seamus winced as he saw the desperate hope fill her eyes, "...upon the moment of marriage through use of some creative means I cannot and will not go into while your phone is still transmitting to the Oni, and now that I've divulged my plan, you have to make a quick decision. Do you agree to marry me?" He really didn't know what he hoped the answer would be.

Hanae stood there, her face not giving him any clues as to her state of mind. But then, she went high on her tiptoes, so Seamus bent down a fair bit and met her kiss. Seamus had expected a short kiss. But even though it remained closed lips, it was intense. He could feel her heart beat as his right hand came up to the side of her neck, his left sliding up on her hip. She moaned slightly, very slightly and he could feel her arch just a bit to match the shape of his body. He could feel rhythmic pulsing in her lower torso and finally he realized what was happening with the belt.

Seamus let her break off the kiss on her timing. He saw Hanae's eyes stay half lidded for a moment but her lips quivered and a flinch flashed briefly across her face before she looked into his eyes briefly, nodded, and knelt down.

Seamus closed his eyes. 'Lord, forgive me. If this be not your will, let me know now.'

Seamus opened his eyes, felt the buttons tug on his pants and he looked down to see Hanae quirking an eyebrow up at him. "Too many wives, too much risk of zippers catching." Seamus said, feeling himself blush now.

Seamus felt the buttons finish being undone.

'Dear, don't add her to the app yet.' Alice thought at him.

'Why? That's just cruel.' Seamus thought back.

Alice thought to him: 'Nazps-Odo thinks your seed being inside her gives a better chance of performing the partial break in the curse.'

Seamus was floored. If it had been anyone else...but it was Nazps-Odo. He sighed. Looking at the still wide eyed Hanae, who was staring apprehensively at his fully erect penis, and Seamus winced.

"Sorry, you're not one of mine yet, and I can't add you until after the ceremony based on my discussions with my science council." Seamus said dryly.

"Heike, I'm sorry, I don't understand." Hanae said.

Seamus thought quickly. 'Let's not get into the science counsel discussion with the Oni listening, shall we?' But what could work to explain all this...ah!

"Ahh...you have one app, I got roped into another. Mine has...options that can make this easier for you, but it also had some rather..." He gestured at the slightly larger version of himself, "...visible and tangible side effects on me as well." Seamus said.

Seamus saw her draw in a deep breath, lean forward, and heard Nazps-Odo start speaking her language from behind him. 'Wait...how does she have permission to use magic?! Not now, Seamus...we need to focus! And who else knows the language of the Peri...Angels of Death? Focus!'

Hanae opened her mouth as wide as possible and slipped the head of his penis into her mouth.

Footsteps came flying through the door. "Sorry! I'm here, I just wanted to give you two...some......time.........alone, Hanae!" Ailis exclaimed.

Seamus looked up in time to see her drop a glass, carefully watching as the pieces skittered across the floor in all directions, sliding his tail swiftly around to stop the pieces from reaching Hanae's feet. And winced as he felt her teeth graze the head of his penis as she tried to jerk back.

Seamus rolled his eyes. "Took you long enough to get back to your friend," Seamus said dryly. "You didn't mention all the rules she has to follow. Eh, Ailis?"

Ailis flushed. "I've, uh, I've... You, you know I've had my own rules to deal with and I didn't know!" Ailis exclaimed. "Why are you always getting married when I'm going through doorways lately‽" Her fists indented her skin around her hips as she mock glared at him, the dark liquid from the broken glass staining her shoes as it spread across the floor.

Seamus heard heels clicking as Elaln moved to clean the spilled liquid. He shot a grateful look at her. He opened his mouth to reply to Ailis but got distracted by Hanae mumbling, her tongue rapidly working the sensitive ridge as she made unintelligible noises. Seamus breathed in steadily.

Looking down after a gasp, Seamus saw Hanae with her lips almost past the tip of his penis, but her fingers had twisted her nipples nearly 180° and she'd stopped moving her head back. Seamus was about to pull back to check in on her when she suddenly shoved her head forward hard and fast, choking. Then she started to bob her head back and forth between the tip and choking herself, twisting her nipples each time she got to the tip. "Hanae! Hanae, it's okay. Hanae!"

Hanae was lost in the cycle, so Seamus wrapped his fingers in her hair and called her name again, trying to hold her in place but she drove forward, slipping through his fingers and gagged as she got to the halfway point again. With that, he got a grip on her hair and pulled her head back hard, but kept her mouth just before the tip and held her there. "Hanae. I'm sorry. One moment please, Hanae."

"Hhaahhkkkaa, ssowwwwy aaooouu hhaaa." Seamus could barely understand her but Ailis had said something odd he wanted to ask about... before he got back to the lovely young woman between his legs on her knees: "Ailis? How did you know this was a marriage thing?" Seamus asked.

"Duhh! Sex... I'm not an idiot." Ailis rolled her eyes. "But if college age people do it for you, I'm still here!" She grinned.

Seamus and Alice both sighed at that. "Ailis!" They said in unison. 'Seriously, not the time!' Seamus thought.

"I know, I know. Still getting over the memories. But lately all I've been doing is getting horny at the foot of your bed and I can't do anything about it!" Ailis complained. Then she waved at the women Seamus was having sex with. His multiple wives that he was having sex with. "Besides, how else am I supposed to handle the freaking juxtaposition?"

Seamus shook his head, "I get it, I feel frustrated too, and yes you can do something about it, just not with me yet." Seamus winced. "I mean... Not..." Hanae's mouth moved, her tongue licking quickly and swiftly around his penis and Seamus breathed out fast and jerked a little, closing his eyes slightly and thought dark thoughts at the laughing voice in his head.

The laughing voice sent him an image of a court lady curtsying, before thinking at Seamus: 'Apologies, my dread lord, how shall I make up for teasing you?'

Seamus sighed internally as Ailis said before running over to the source of the voice in his head: "Ha! I knew you were coming around to it. Now, cum in her throat already so we can have a proper conversation, alright?"

Seamus groaned: "That brat word is making this whole thing a hundred times worse than it should be."

Seamus looked down at the eyes that suddenly shot back down to focus on his groin. "Sorry, Hanae. This isn't how a wedding should transpire, with a groom overly distracted from his bride..." He said self deprecatingly. 'Or his new bride naked, sucking her husband's penis at the ceremony...'

A beat layer, Seamus felt his eyes widen at what he'd said and he looked down at Hanae, her eyes resuming looking up at him from her kneeling position: patient, waiting, but obviously physically and emotionally uncomfortable and he was still holding her hair... "Oops." Seamus said.

Seamus let go of her hair. "That may have been overly flippant on the marriage thing," he said. "And I assume at some point you'd want a real wedding anyway...uh...too much too soon...forgive me?" 'Smooth Seamus. Real smooth going.'

A second later, Hanae was nodding, an action that he'd never quite appreciated as much as he did right now. "Lord, give me strength and forgive me my thoughts..." Seamus muttered under his breath as Hanae returned to her greeting.

Seamus watched her eyes as they returned to looking at his groin before they disappeared behind the hair falling in front of her face.

Seamus smiled, and drew her hair away from her face. He watched her blush a little as she angled her head down and rose up a little before sliding in as far as she could go. Seamus could feel his pubic hairs get tickled as she breathed out through her nose, then he groaned as she pushed forward until he could feel that he was dragging down her throat, and felt the rush go through his body when she swallowed.

'No! Stay here, stay here, Lord, keep me here, in this room. Don't let me jump, please!' Hanae was quite a bit further down now, and this time when she swallowed, he could feel the cells from head to toe, wingtip to wingtip, tail tip to head of his penis ring like a gong. Seamus fought not to disappear. He focused on staying here, in this place...'Oh woman you're going to unhinge me if you keep swallowing!'

Seamus felt her throat gripping him and quivering. He breathed out in relief as her head started to come back up, he felt the air rush through her mouth just before Hanae threw her head forward fast. "Ow!...teeth..." he barked out, his right hand fisted in her hair, jerking her head back and off of him before he saw her fingers madly pinching, twisting, and pulling her nipples. He let go, 'Oops, sorry.'

Hanae looked up and winced, her head having slid back down when he let go. Then Hanae backed up and breathed in deeply, glanced back up at Seamus. Then tried again. Seamus groaned just before she coughed again. Hanae looked up at him, her shoulders slumped. She shook her head, moisture gathering and falling from her eyes in long, dark patterns on her cheeks.

Seamus looked up as one of the guards he hadn't met yet stated: "Sire, I can help", while approaching. She paused, ten feet away to Seamus's right, and bowed, her wing tips touching the small of her back and her arms back and away from her body. From her position, her blue corset glinted as the multiple embroidered sigils on the left side of her corset flashed in the light. "But Hanae, you will have to agree to my pushing your head in a particular way to get all the way down." She lifted her head enough to see both Hanae and Seamus. "Do you both agree?"

Seamus felt Hanae nod as he did so as well, wincing as teeth caught minorly in the process.

Seamus watched as his guard walked, no, glided behind Hanae and knelt. Seamus had a moment to admire her raven black hair, impeccably coifed, and smelling of jasmine, vanilla, and rosehip, before she leaned forward daintily, allowing her hair to slide forward, obscuring her face as she lay her cheek on Hanae's head just behind her right ear.

Seamus heard his guard's voice again, in sibilant tones, then a faint pause during which Seamus felt the barest movement from Hanae's head, and then midnight blue smoke billowed out from the guards skin, caressing Hanae's arms and neck before drawing up and sensuously swirled into Hanae's nose.

Then, from the guard's wing movements and Hanae's slight shiver, Seamus assumed the guard had slid her left hand up Hanae's back until he could see her thread her hand in Hanae's hair at the back of her head. Seamus watched as she simultaneously slid her right hand up Hanae's right side, staying on Hanae's right arm most of the way until the guard arrived at Hanae's shoulder. From there, her hand following the curve of the neck and disappeared from Seamus's view.

A moment later, Hanae's body was slightly higher, her head angling down, and with a smooth, steady motion, Seamus felt her tongue and lips dragging along his shaft and he groaned as the tip reached the back of her throat and the guard didn't stop guiding her forward.

Seamus opened his mouth to stop the guard as Hanae jerked slightly, her hands coming up, but Seamus closed his mouth and closed his eyes, concentrating on staying here, staying in this room.

A struggle made increasingly more difficult as the guard rocked Hanae's head back and forth, popping him past the back of her throat repeatedly, her hand doing something along Hanae's throat helping her swallow at the right moments.

Seamus could feel the blood singing in his body, the cells growing highly energetic and his wings fluttered wide and beat gently, his tail whipping in a frenzy. Seamus felt wind caress his hair as he heard multiple wing pairs beating softly.

Dimly, Seamus suddenly heard a guard cry out softly, followed shortly by strangled moans, but he was too lost in maintaining his presence in the here and now to focus on what had happened.

Seamus felt everything come to a head, Nazps-Odo's voice still beating in his head, the unfamiliar sounds filling his ears until...le petite mort. Breathing hard, Seamus finally came back to the land of the living, his ears rushing with the returning sound and he looked down to see Hanae's forehead on his lower torso, and he could feel her throat muscles working hard as she swallowed rapidly.

Seamus closed his eyes for a half second and breathed out a prayer of forgiveness for acquiring yet another wife in his life, further reducing his time available to those he already cared for, and loved. But then he also prayed that this action had worked. 'Please let it have been enough.'

The second Seamus felt the last bit flow out of him and Hanae's throat stop working, he opened his eyes and saw the guard pull back swiftly and carefully, keeping Hanae's mouth open until she had cleared the danger zone.

Then, the guard lowered her hand a little bit from Hanae's head and Seamus saw signs of her arm moving in small circles on Hanae's back. She lay her cheek on Hanae's head again and Seamus heard the sibilant tones as she spoke softly into Hanae's ear again, and Hanae's cheeks bloomed a mighty red.

Then the guard stood and bowed again. This time she was close enough for Seamus to make out the six embroidered sigils on her corset. Each was worked primarily in a slightly different shade of gold, with two additional colors forming distinct patterns within the diamond. The six occupied positions in what was clearly meant to be a larger, nine-position diamond arrangement, leaving three conspicuous gaps. Five of the outer sigils bore small decorative gold knots at each corner. The sixth sat at the center of the pattern and had no knots at all.

Seamus suddenly realized he was still staring at the guard, who had a small knowing smile on her face, entranced by something not central to what he should be focused on, so he nodded to her and the guard flicked her tail in a salute and resumed her normal duty, glancing briefly over Seamus's right shoulder behind him to his left.

Seamus was about to turn around, when he realized Hanae had said something, thought back a moment, realized Hanae had been coughing and breathing deeply and, chastising himself again for getting distracted, listened to his memory of her saying: "Heika, please forgive this clumsy fool and thank you."

Seamus said with a brief laugh: "I think gratitude is supposed to be my line." He frowned again as behind him he could hear severely muffled gasps and moans, with subdued sounds of a struggle. Seamus thanked God for the interruption when Hanae's phone started buzzing in her hand.

Hanae froze: "Heika, may I answer that?" She blushed and bowed from her kneeling position. "I wouldn't normally impose and I deeply apologize but..."

"No, it's fine, go ahead." Seamus said. 'First, Alice and Ailis, then the guard.' His watch buzzed. Sighing, he glanced at it, Custom Girls notifying him Hanae had been added as a member of his harem, congrats on having sex simultaneous to adding a Custom Girl, have fifty gems, blah, blah, blah.

Seamus turned and looked at Alice, then froze. He hadn't selected Hanae from the app. He glanced back down and clicked on the Custom Girl 'new girl' notification. 'Due to user preference, sex with a woman will automatically add her to the app if user has enough gems.'

Seamus groaned, then returned to paying attention to Alice in her hushed conversation with Ailis, both glancing over behind Seamus to his original left: "Is she, and are you, okay?"

Alice nodded and mouthed, and thought, back: "Be careful. She's hurting." And then inclined her head towards Hanae. Her tail was pointedly pressed on the floor, the tip bent up, but she was steadier on her feet now.

Seamus continued turning, glancing further over to his right to see a guard on the floor to the front and left of the throne, with three other guards pinning her down as she thrashed and tried to lunge at Seamus, a panel gag on her mouth and the other guards were now working leather bindings on her wrists, ankles, tail, and wings. Seamus's eyes widened and he glanced swiftly at Alice, who winced.

'Your tail, dear heart. She wasn't looking the right way and the stinger got her.' Alice thought at him.

Seamus's brows furrowed and he felt anger and guilt well up inside.

'No! She wasn't watching and got too close. For a guard, that's a mistake she won't make again. For you, dear one, I saw your thoughts. I know you were struggling to stay here. Not your fault. Your actions, not your fault.' Alice frowned at him.

Seamus sighed, the anger melting away but not gone, guilt still welling up but he acknowledged it and moved on. Finally he nodded and turned back to Hanae just in time to see her face white with fear, before her cheeks filled with color again and the dread he'd seen disappeared. She came very close to smiling as she suddenly looked at him and said: "Oh Heika, thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Seamus felt his eyebrows shoot up as Hanae prostrated herself on the floor. "I can never repay you for what you have done today. Heika, thank you! I am forever in your debt!" She said in a rush.

Seamus said: "Um, you're welcome? I take it the news was good, although why did you look terrified before?" He started to move forward to help her up, but stopped. "Please stand up before you hurt something though..."

Hanae transitioned from her bow to a deep kneeling position. "Heika, the Oni was furious, absolutely furious." At this, Seamus could almost swear she was giddy. "But, I no longer have Profess..." Hanae paused, her voice hitching, before she continued, "someone as my contract writer. All superior duties transferred to you!"

Seamus smiled back, poignantly, slightly frustrated, "I'm pleased to hear you're happy to hear that." He gathered his thoughts and continued. "Why are you so happy about that though, from the sounds of it, the Oni wasn't kicked out of your game?"

Hanae still looked calmer than before and shook her head, "No, Heika. But the number of games were also significantly curtailed to one every three days." She started to bow to the floor again but paused.

Seamus sighed. "I had so hoped that this would have been a permanent fix. I'm going to need to do some more work on this..." He looked over at the chair a guard had helpfully provided for her and beckoned to Hanae to sit in it.

Hanae sat in the chair and Seamus frowned again as Hanae kept her knees spread shoulder width apart but he kept quiet. Hanae noticed his frown and said. "Heika, please, do not concern yourself with me. I can survive."

Seamus frowned, "Hanae, I consider marriage to be sacred, and life-long." He looked down at the ring on his finger and realized he needed a new one to symbolize his other marriages, but wondered how that would work. "I realize we had no time for you to know any of this, but I don't enter into marriage lightly," he rolled his eyes slightly, "ever."

Seamus went to crouch, thought better of it, leaned over and caught Hanae's eyes with his: "I trust Ailis. If she likes you, you are likely a trustworthy person."

Seamus paused, and continued: "I realize you were put in an untenable situation and thus the marriage may not have been either of our regular choices but we are, likely locked in for good now. I am always concerned for the troubles of those in my care and want to care for you too."

'Doesn't hurt she's a cute Japanese woman and you've had a fetish for cheerleaders and Japanese women as long as I've known you...' Seamus heard Alice musing in his head and winced. 'Sorry dear, didn't mean to project that.' Alice thought at him.

Seamus dragged his thoughts away from musings about physics and biology with relation to telepathy and reception of stray thoughts just in time to catch Hanae say with a deep bow: "Heika, I can and will survive this. I already owe you too much."

Feeling Alice's bemusement at finally being able to witness how his brain could derail on a topic, Seamus sighed at both Alice and Hanae. Seamus didn't want Hanae to feel like she owed him but it was her decision. He hoped. Then wondered about tribute...focus! "Okay Hanae, what do you need from me at this moment?"

Hanae froze. "Heika, what may I offer you? How may I help?" Her eyes remained angled toward the ground.

Seamus leaned back upright and said wryly: "nothing, really, the succubi keep really good care of everything." He looked around at the immaculate room, not so much as a tiny bit of dust and wondered how they managed it.

Sireah said teasingly: "you could offer to be His Majesties whipping girl, His Majesty needs some stress relief and hasn't been in the play dungeon more than fifteen minutes since he arrived yet!" Sireah's voice was silky smooth.

Seamus looked over and glared at the smirk on Sireah's face, then shook his head in annoyance as Sireah shrugged.

"Your Majesty, ever since you and the Lich brought back our friend, you've been snappish and frustrated." Sireah said calmly.

Seamus sighed, "I know. Lord forgive me, I don't know how to handle that situation either." 'I acted too quickly.' Seamus winced at the teeth grinding sounds in his head from Alice. 'I am allowed to feel guilty dear!'

'I didn't say anything.' Alice thought back impishly.

Bemused, Seamus reminded himself again to check on how Nazps-Odo had used her abilities without permission.

'Too broad of permission with no end date to her permission last time you gave it honeybear.' Alice thought at him, a brief picture of Nazps-Odo and Alice talking in Alice's head.

Seamus sighed and shook his head to clear his thoughts again in time for Hanae to say blushing and stammering: "O...okay then, Heika, please use me as a stress relief."

Thoughts now frozen, Seamus whirled back to see Hanae's back straighten in her bow, and her trembling eased a little. He growled and said: "That's my courts method of frivolity. You don't need to be my stress toy..."

Unbidden, an image came to Seamus's mind: Hanae suspended in green dyed jute from the ceiling, two carefully placed candles suspended above her breasts, their bottoms tied to ropes leading to her knees, struggling to keep still lest she tip the candles over and drip wax on her nipples. His hand with a flogger coming down on her stomach...he shook his head to dispel the image as the first of the drops wobbled and fell from the candle, inches from it's target. Seamus suppressed a groan of desire.

Seamus heard wings fluttering behind him as one of the guards sighed in pleasure.

'Oh...wow. That's intense. Sex was intense, but that was something else honey.' Alice thought at him.

Seamus frowned and would have replied but Hanae was talking.

Hanae had bowed deeper in her chair again: "Heika, please. If it is something you need and I can provide it, please, use me. If you would permit it, I insist." Her hands rose to her top, paused, and then started drawing it up over her head before she stopped suddenly at his next words.

Seamus sighed. "Hanae, I don't think you realize what you're offering. Please don't get me wrong, I would deeply enjoy it," a wry laugh flashed to his mind from Alice, "and would likely get far too involved, and due to recent issues I would need you to have a firm grasp of what your safe word is," Hanae froze and then relaxed significantly, "your hard limits, and real trust in me before I even started that path." He rubbed his eyes. 'Why do I keep getting into these situations?! Why, Lord?'

Seamus wanted to see her eyes, but her head was still very low: "Heika, after today, I trust you as well." Hanae took a deep breath. "I also cannot begin to repay my debt to you."

Seamus opened his mouth to negate the debt, but paused, wondering about heaven-sharp and sovereign debts compared to tribute...

"This would not be a burden for me." She took another deep breath and let it out steadily, her hands falling back down, "While my debt remains, I cannot set limits on you. I beg of you, please accept me, use me as your stress reliever."

Seamus paused, wondering, and feeling guilty for praying her answer would be the first: "Please don't take offense Hanae but how much of this is cultural misunderstanding on my part and how much is Oni influence?"

Hanae's bow was so deep now the Seamus wondered how she stayed on the chair: "Heika, I take no offense." She spoke the next in a desperate rush: "Ask of me anything. I offer freely. Ongaeshi... Please, it is not the influence of the Oni, much of this is my cultural background." Her hands froze and then dug her thumbs into her thighs hard enough for the tips to turn white.

Hanae's hands suddenly relaxed and she asked. "Do I need to check in with the matriarch, the first wife first?" Her thumbs went white with the pressure again. "Or is it me, have I, is there something I've done to displease you, Heika? What can I do to make this right?" Hanae sounded desperate and worried, then slightly afraid of the answer to the next question. "Or am I not, attractive to you?" Her entire body froze, awaiting his response.

"No! That's not it! No matriarch to check in with either." Seamus stepped closer, raised his hand to try comforting her, but stopped himself.

Seamus decided to signal Sireah for a chair so he wasn't looming and then sat in it when it arrived out of smoke a half second later. 'Did this come from the dining room?... Stop getting distracted. Focus on the woman in front of you...'

Seamus didn't yet know how to handle her question, and so he asked instead: "Hanae, may I assume that you are...Japanese?"

'After all Alice and I were thinking earlier...please Lord, don't let her say she's Korean or something...that would be embarrassing to have made that mistake, and odd given the language...the...' Seamus prayed fervently, and then sighed in relief at her answer interrupting his train of thought.

Hanae's knees started to close, she jerked, and spread her knees wide again. "Heika, hai, yes."

'Oh, thank you Lord.' Bemusement came to him from Alice. 'You were hoping you were right too, dear.' Seamus thought at Alice. A mental, smirking shrug from Alice pressed on his mind.

"Okay. I've never been to Japan." Seamus said.

'Wanted to though.' Seamus thought. Feeling the cells in his body start gathering energy, Seamus's eyes widened and he breathed carefully, attempting to dispel the gathering energy. 'Here. I'm here. In this place. Not on Mt. Fuji, crap. No. I'm here, here, here...' He breathed out in relief as the gathering energy ebbed.

"Please help me understand what is the influence of the game and what is normal cultural differences." Seamus asked. 'Maybe then I can figure out if I can discharge the debt safely' he mused.

Hanae bowed even deeper, her back nearly parallel to the floor now. "The game influences some of my physical actions but few of my regular speech actions."

Seamus was amazed at how flexible she was, given that she was folded in half right now...and wryly thought to himself it had been years since he could put his ankles behind his neck during those high school stretches in P.E.

Hanae shuddered and continued speaking: "There is a great deal in how I behave that is different because my mother is deeply traditional compared to modern Japanese women."

Seamus sat back in his chair a little and winced as he pinched a wingtip feather under his butt in the process, then asked dryly: "I take it marrying the King of a race of multiverse spanning succubi and incubi wasn't in their plans for you?"

Hanae snorted. "Heika, my apologies for my laughter. No. It was not. My mother wanted me to marry a Japanese doctor."

"I see." Seamus chuckled: "No doctors in my family..."

'Maybe a systems engineer can suffice...' Seamus sighed. "Choose a safe-word." He carefully leaned forward, surreptitiously sliding the feather out from under his butt.

'You weren't stealthy enough dear...' Alice thought at him. 'Your guards are grinning.'

Rolling his eyes, Seamus continued speaking to Hanae: "I'm not comfortable doing this without one. You don't have to use it, just have one, okay?"

"Heika, hai! Red works for me." Hanae had relaxed significantly now.

Seamus stood. "Please stand, Hanae."

Hanae stood, and when Seamus motioned toward the door, she started to kneel but stopped when Seamus held up a hand. She picked up the handle of her leash and held it out to Seamus.

Sighing one last time, Seamus nodded and accepted the handle, then walked ahead of her to thoughts of amusement from Alice. Pulling gently at her lead, he navigated the twists and turns on their way to the dungeon, glancing back occasionally to see Hanae blushing, her hands studiously at her side, head still bowed.

On one occasion, Seamus saw Hanae's hands dart back and feel something at the base of her back. 'Ah, need to remember to shift her from two tails to one now.' Amused, he saw the second tail between her legs disappear. 'Thanks, cursed app.'

Hanae's hands dropped to her butt slowly, then slid back to their spot on her thighs and she bowed deeply for a few steps.

Finally, they walked through the door to the dungeon and Seamus stopped a few feet inside and pulled the leash until Hanae stood beside him. "Very well. Which item in the dungeon are you most curious about or have tried before?" He asked, keeping a close eye on her face as she looked up and around at the various pieces of furniture in the room.

Hanae's eyes widened as she saw cages, St. Andrew's crosses, stocks, wooden horses, industrial level vibrators for humans, a suspension ring in the middle of the room over a tatami mat.

Seamus saw her eyes dart to one of the wooden horses, then back at the suspension ring, over to a wall of carefully arrayed bundles of jute rope in multiple lengths and diameters, in multiple colors, her cheeks turning a brilliant red, and her chest rising and falling rapidly. Her eyes fixated on the suspension ring. "Ah. I see." Seamus said simply with a smile.

Hanae froze and bowed deeply. "Heika, apologies, I've never tried any of these. Why is there a tatami mat under the ring?"

Seamus tried to keep from laughing but he couldn't help it. "Probably because my wives know me better than I know myself. That wasn't there the first time I was here."

Hanae finally looked up searchingly. "Heika, may I beg your leave to ask a personal question?"

Seamus smiled easily and quirked an eyebrow at the scantily clad woman that had recently been on her knees in close intimate relations with him that was now married to him. "Yes, Hanae. In exchange, maybe you can tell me why you keep calling me Heika."

Hanae snapped her legs together, jerked, and bowed fifteen degrees. "Hai! Heika, Heika means Your Majesty. It is for a King, Emperor, ah so."

Seamus sighed. "I hope you enjoy getting shocked because otherwise I feel this is going to be a very interesting marriage..."

Hanae blushed, but kept her legs together as her body continued it's tremors with each passing second.

Seamus smirked. "Okay. Ask your question, Hanae." Then he heard himself say: "But hold that position." He sighed.

Hanae froze, and replied: "Heika, hai! I...sensed something earlier. Do you...actually find me..." Her eyes flicked to the guards in the room and her voice quieted, "May I beg apologies for requesting a delay of your order and ask for a moment alone?"

Seamus paused a moment, confused for a second. They were alone...no. How quickly one gets used to the near constant presence of guards, even while feeling frustrated sometimes at their near constant presence...even in the bathroom. "No apologies necessary." He raised his voice. "A moment, please."

Eight pairs of wings snapped to attention with a whoosh and with brief bows, the guards retreated to the farthest reaches of the room. From outside the doorway, Seamus heard four pairs of retreating steps and the passage of air as tails expressed their displeasure and he suddenly realized with a pang how many people had to give up their day to day lives to protect him and his.

"...you like Japanese things?" Hanae blushed, her hands trembling as she awaited his response.

Seamus realized he'd missed the first part of her question but he didn't need to replay it to answer. "I don't consider you a thing, Hanae. Yes, I appreciate Japanese culture. I don't know it well."

Seamus cleared his throat, embarrassed. "I, uh...got interested in certain aspects with shibari, then I uh...watched Girls, Bravo." He sighed. "Then Rosario+Vampire, then read Monster Musume, and...yes. Alice knows my kink."

Seamus looked at Hanae who hadn't moved. "Relax, Hanae." 'Oh, thank you Lord.' "So, yes, I very much enjoy Japanese things but I won't pretend to understand a thing about it."

Hanae nodded. And stayed quiet. Still in her bow, still with her legs together, but her muscles relaxed. Jerking with each shock.

Seamus smiled and smirked. "You'd make a good psychologist. Yes. I find you very attractive, Hanae. Physically, and..." He crossed over to her, lifted her chin with his hand, and pushed his foot between her legs, sliding his knee between her thighs. "...I see you."

Hanae followed his hand lifting her chin up until their eyes met.

Seamus suddenly grinned wickedly, quirking an eyebrow as he said. "Little cherry blossom."

Hanae blushed and tried to duck her head but kept looking at his eyes when he didn't let go for a second.

Seamus dropped his hand.

Hanae continued to meet his eyes. Her lips parted slightly, and she relaxed her legs around his. She stilled, her eyes flicked to the suspension ring and then asked. "Heika..." the blush continued down her neck, "...your cherry blossom...is yours."

A snap from behind Hanae startled her, but Hanae held her position as Na appeared out of black smoke, a long cut down her right side.

Whooshes of wings heralded the arrival of the guards as they reclosed ranks near Seamus, half facing in, half out.

Sireah noted the cut on Na's side and snapped an order to Lal who put her right foot behind her left, spun in place and stepped forward, kneeling by Na and started to mend the deep gash.

Seamus realized Lal was looking very tired. And realized he hadn't heard a word Na was saying.

Hanae started to move away until he put a desperate hand on her hip, so instead she reversed course and curled her body against his, moving her head under his sight line, sliding her arms around behind his back, pausing as she felt his wings, then pausing again when she encountered his tail before settling for hugging low on his back.

Seamus tried replaying what Na had said in his head, but the ability he'd had since a child failed him. All he heard was the roaring in his ears. He snapped out: "Hold." He closed his eyes, took a deep, steadying breath and held Hanae tighter. He barely heard her squeak and he relaxed his grip a little, but felt her tighten her grip significantly, so he went back to holding her tightly. He breathed in the smell of her hair, once, twice. The pounding in his heart receded.

Seamus opened his eyes. "Report. From the beginning."