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Chapter 1567 by Fiftyfiftyfifty Fiftyfiftyfifty

What do you do?

Take some much needed rest.

When you finally lay upon your bed, it's as if you're sinking back into the softest cloud. The aches and pains you hardly even noticed before burn momentarily before fading, with a body healed both by magic and the rejuvenating touch of a hot spring's water. It's mostly exhaustion that wounds you, as you've suffered far worse than anything over the past few days, though as always, you've ended it by way of orgy no ordinary man would survive. Time and time, you finished and then rose back for yet another round until every woman in the bath was thoroughly satisfied with a determination that even swayed the warrior heart of Vyzia the red dragon.

But even a Hero King needs rest.

With a touch, you darken the magic lamp on the table by your bed, though it's such a far reach that you're made to roll a few times over, there and back again, to do so. You've never even seen a mattress of this size back on Earth. It makes you wonder if it's common here, or if your chambers is one of a kind. Knowing his world, however, it's unlikely you're the only one who has one. It's so comfortable either way, and it's made even better by the touch of Luna's pajamas against your skin.

You feel so relieved--so content and lighter than air. Despite the fact that soon you'll be heading out to deal with yet another threat, and one you had nothing to do with, feels less obnoxious than times before. Perhaps it's the company you keep, or it's the fact that this time, it's your own choice. Maybe it's how far you've come. It could very well also just be the afterglow of having your balls blasted by over a dozen smoking hot girls in a row. You might not be thinking one hundred percent logically right now.

Regardless, you sigh out deeply with a smile.

Hardly a few minutes pass by before you hear a thunder of footfalls down the stone hall leading to your door. It isn't the girls heading to their rooms, however, as your own chamber is pushed opened. A dim light pours in, and illuminates those now standing in the doorway.

First from the left is the dark-skinned dancer with elf-like ears and long, pale red hair, though she isn't garbed like a genie nor is she nude, but now wears something you haven't seen her in before. In fact, all the girls present are dressed to sleep. Luna seems to have made pajamas for them all, and Meti is no exception, and looks strikingly cute as expected. She wears a thin silken blouse which appears white at first, though in the dim flicker of the lights behind them, you see the slightest hint of red, sort of like her hair. The center of the blouse is tied by a ribbon shaped like a butterfly. Her bottoms are soft pink shorts. You're so used to seeing her hair tied up, that even after the bath, it's strange to see her like this now, but you welcome it fully.

Beside her is Anastasia. She wears a modest but cute white nightgown. Though it isn't skimpy and short, or cut low around the collar, or anything like that, that doesn't draw in your eyes any less. Her bust behind is still hardly kept secret yet again without a suit of armour, and she's adorable in how she fidgets nervously, and the potent blush in her cheeks is a stark contrast which also matches the vibrant shade of her hair. It may not be erotic, though she still stands before you in nothing more than sleepwear, and the frilly hem is a charming, feminine touch to an also well-crafted garment that surely must feel extremely comfortable around her body.

"Is... Is it really okay that he sees me in my pajamas?" she asks quietly.

"He just just finished seeing you naked," Ariusia replies.

"But--"

Speaking of which, the mantis girl wears a jet black small top held over her shoulders by thin straps. It isn't an elaborate piece, though it's just as finely made as any other by Luna's hands. Her shorts are of similar make to Meti's, though of course just as dark as the top, though on her left cheek there's an image--a skull with sharp teeth, and antennae protruding up from the top. After giving the girl next to her a confused furl of her bow, she slaps a hand to her back and chuckles. "Silly girl."

Peony of all people is actually wearing something! Sort of. She has no need for clothing, and she doesn't really enjoy the feeling of it, though she does seem to have become more curious. Around her body is a nightgown, but it's beyond translucent. You can hardly even see the fabric by how the light shines behind her. It's the palest shade of pink, and if she actually had anything to hide, nothing would be hidden. Somehow it actually makes her look even more sexy than when she's in her normal birthday suit.

Up next is Alice. She wears bottoms shorter than any other, nearly to the point of them being effectively just panties with extra frills. They match colour with her light blue top, made in a similar design to what Meti is wearing, though this garment frills out along the bottom, and overall fits her quite well. It's a simple fit, though she's adorable in it, especially by how she also appears quite bashful about it. Of course it isn't as much as Anastasia, though you can see the blush in her face, which means now her face even matches her clothing. You wonder if Luna had that in mind.

Fang stands by her dressed in a button-up pajama top, not unlike what you and Niki normally wear to sleep, though unlike them, she has nothing else. At least, you aren't sure whether or not she does. The top is cut longer than most, covering up between her legs just enough to conceal the truth of whether or not there are any bottoms to speak of at all. The wardrobe is pink, though there's a dark red trim down the middle and all around the outside cuts. She wears it lazily as well, with the first couple buttons undone, which matches her messy head of long hair, and tired expression.

Niki actually has a new version of her usual attire. It's pale yellow, consists of a buttoned top and pants which slip down to hang loosely from her hips, though the entire outfit is also decorated by tiny faint stitchings of illustrated suns shining bright with rays like that of a cartoon drawing, and yes, each one even has a face and sports a pair of sunglasses. You can't help but chuckle at the thought that this may have been the article of clothing to take the longest to make just for that reason. Perhaps Niki insisted on it.

Eva is right next to her, though a step back to where she nearly hides behind the warrior like a shield, though this is no combat encounter. The truth is that Eva still cannot sleep in anything but the nude. She shivers with a face flushed red as she covers up her naked body. Though she was just recently nude, and you did far more than look at her when you were bathing together, but it's far different for her standing out in the open like this, in a place you're not expected to be unclothed. You also know her quite well. When your eyes meet her, she freezes up. Likely even the most gentle breeze from down the hall reminding her of her lack of clothing is enough to cause her heart to race. She cups her hands around her busty bosom and watches you intently as you take the view of everybody in all at once.

Amara is not far. Upon seeing the bunnyfolk's discomfort, she places a warm hand upon her shoulder. With no need for a crafted set of pajamas, she wears the conjured Midnight Gown, which is a beautiful garment almost as if woven by tiny stars. The translucent white material glistens when the light shines upon it, and by the angle you're viewing, the shapely silhouette of her figure is clearly visible through the conjured fabric. As much as Luna likely wanted to craft for her something more, it's a truly fitting set of pajamas for her. She looks radiant.

Lastly, there's Luna.

The entire set is the deepest shade of blue, to where it appears mostly black by lack of proper lighting. It opens down the middle like a blouse, though leads down into a short dress, much like a house coat, though the fabric is so thin that it's entirely transparent in most places--anywhere but where there's lace, around the ends and by small moths stitched throughout. There are strategically placed lace stitchings right where her nipple are. As for below, she has a pair of thin dark panties. It's quite the fancy set, though that isn't surprising at all. The back is even opened up all the way down to her hips to make room for her wings.

"I do hope they meet everybody's expectations," she comments.

"Mmm. So cozy, so sleepy," Fang mutters.

"Hey, Kyle," Niki calls out. "You don't mind if we join you, right? I mean, that bed is so huge, so it's gotta be fine."

"... It is really big," Anastasia whispers under her breath.

You sit up and pat your hand over the covers. "Of course I don't mind."

"Hurray!" Peony throws herself onto the bed first, landing right on your feet, and she remains there for awhile as she snuggles up against your legs even if they're beneath the blanket. She giggles quietly as she does.

One by one, the girls join you. They take time to find a way to snuggle in, with all of them wishing to be the one right beside you, though not all of them wanting to admit that, and while the bed is huge, you only have so much physical real estate on your own body. Though with how tired everyone is, and with all that's already transpired, it doesn't take much longer before they've all passed out in various positions around where you lay. Some hold your legs, others your arms. Niki squeezes her bosom against the side of your face as she cuddles in around your head. Fang lays her head on your lower chest, and Peony on your upper. Eva wants under the blanket the most, and she holds herself firm against the side of your body. All of them find a place, and sleep finds them quickly after.

As the weather has gotten cooler, this is by far the greatest heater one could desire. With one final sigh, you drift off as well, and you wonder what the future holds as the world fades to comforting darkness.

What do you do?

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