Up and Coming 6 – Bonding Time

Neora got settled into the empty room and was graciously provided their old sleeping arrangement of camping mats and pillows. That they were used bothered the Dark-Eyed Doll as little as the faint scent of sex that clung to them even after they had been cleaned. She was just thankful to have somewhere to stay.

Once they had quartered her, Eldred and his incorporated harem moved to his office, where he finally got to break in his new desk. He sat in his immensely comfortable office chair, his pants hung over a bit of metal placed by the desk specifically for that purpose, and let Avari have her moment.

The gremlin had a lot of space in the leg compartment. Eldred had to wonder if Adam Shorn had envisioned his desk would be used like this… to which the answer must have been ‘of course!’. Knowing nothing else about the man, Eldred was 100% certain that any hot-blooded male owner of a corporation of any size had, at the very least, imagined having a secretary blow him during office hours.

One could have fit two women or three shortstacks down there. In his mind’s eye, Eldred was already enjoying a dual service by Neora and Nyx. Then, he banished that thought from his mind. It was somewhat rude to Neora, though he could not help himself in sexualising a woman with curves and lips like that. It was incredibly rude to Avari, who was actually dragging her tongue along his erection at that very moment.

Luckily, Avari did not know what was going on in his head. Her focus was entirely on the meat pole that she had been denied her time with by all the news suddenly flowing their way. Now, after several days apart, she could get her fill.

A movable pad provided Avari the extra bit of height she needed to get all the way to the tip of his cock. Hot was her breath, hotter was her mouth and her throat was heat itself. Eldred groaned as he was once more treated to the wonderful sensation of a submissive taking the entirety of his length deep into her. What made the oral experience that much better were the vibrations of her own delight.

It was too bad that, statistically speaking, his first two women having such sensitive throats was an anomaly. Eldred still enjoyed when Ellie got enough confidence to suck him off, but he never let that last for too long. Sex just didn’t feel as good if he wasn’t making his partners cum as well.

“Sir.” The single, crisp word pulled Eldred’s attention from the lewdly stretched blowjob face of the shortstack under the table to the ghost lady hovering in front of it. His banshee held Avari’s clipboard, having flipped several pages back to another part of the program. “If I may have your attention?”

“Something the two of you have planned for a… while?” Eldred grunted, his voice clearly reflecting the act that was happening under the table. A rather audible act, as he had to add. Avari was not a shy cocksucker, slurping and moaning as she went. Porn that he had consumed in the genre often made it look like this kind of blowjob could happen unheard. He really wasn’t sure it could, though he would have to test that with someone more dedicated to remaining stealthy.

Nyx confirmed his suspicion with a nod. “A proper harem CEO should be able to hold conversations while getting satisfied. I therefore aim to keep you talking.”

“Do that,” Eldred invited her. “So far I don’t think it’s that difficult. I’m not doing any of the… ngh… moving.”

Ellie giggled lightly at his slip-up. In his defence, Avari had targeted the sensitive band beneath the glans at that exact moment. To chastise the brat for her teasing, he grabbed one of her horns and kept her pinned down.

Nyx’s eyes scanned over the paper. “First, Avari has written down that she recommends spending more time at home.”

“That so?” Eldred leaned back to get a view of his gremlin, watching her nod as best as she could while her nose was pressed against his abdomen. “I suppose now that…” A miniscule pause marked the point at which he guided Avari up his shaft. “…the renovations are complete we aren’t in such dire need of a cash flow anymore.”

Avari couldn’t respond to that. Nyx and Ellie were both prone to just let him waffle on his own. It was no wonder most conversations in these four walls were dominated by him and his gremlin.

Rubbing his chin with his free hand, Eldred considered the idea. He had achieved his Elemental Mastery and his Mortal Realm had opened to the next Cultivation. Starting with that as soon as possible was enticing and to do so, he would need money. However, he did have a one week distraction coming up and he did not want to waste any Echo by spending too much time in the Spirit Ascension stage.

Now was a good time to lay back for a bit and enjoy what he had. “Focusing only on my own power is shortsighted, I really should spend time with my women,” he agreed. “Sure, I’ll stay home for the week.”

“Is that not wonderful, Ellie?” Nyx asked their genius girlfailure. As the one who accompanied him wherever he went anyway, his banshee did not have a lot of investment in him staying or going.

“It’s… it’s good…?”

“I can take you to a computer store?” Eldred suggested. The idea got the greenskin’s ears to twitch, but nothing more. “Good but not good enough…” Eldred muttered his read on her. “…probably too many people… I’ll find something for us to do, I promise.” He glanced back at Avari. “Same for us, of course.”

His gremlin pushed upwards. The hand still grasping her horn was simply pushed along with the motion, surrendering any control he had over her motion. A satisfying pop later, his dick sprung to unwanted freedom. Avari did not let such a sordid state persist for long. “Don’t you worry, Sir, I won’t let your precious dick be exposed to the air,” she drawled, her sarcasm undercut by the lustful tone beneath. “Hey-ho!” she exclaimed as she heaved the weight of her breasts onto his lap.

“Saints and Seers,” Eldred exclaimed as the raw amount of luscious plush surrounded his manhood entirely. On a pure stimulation front the tightness of her throat may have been greater but few things beat the satisfaction of being in contact with this much woman.

“You’re annoyingly resilient,” Avari complained. “I thought you’d be all stammers and half-finished sentences!”

“Then you haven’t been paying attention.” Eldred folded his hands behind his head and watched as the shortstack kneaded her tits to give him a dick message by proxy. “There’s two things I am good at: being stubborn and sex.”

Avari just groaned in agreement, then concentrated on shaking her tits for their mutual pleasure. Here, too, Eldred was sad that it was unlikely that future women this well endowed could climax off their breasts alone. Really, shortstacks were just made for sex, weren’t they?

‘I suppose that’s technically true of all biological organisms that weren’t cobbled together by some biomancer…’ Eldred thought, then let out a rumbling groan. Without an announcement or a shred of hesitation, he blasted several ropes of thick cum all over Avari’s face and tits. Initially, she was too busy riding out her own orgasm. After that, however, she had the presence of mind to complain.

“Urgh, try not to cum all over the leather! It’s annoying to clean!”

“Put your mouth in position next time then,” he bantered back. Much as he mentally would have liked to continue, his erection did dwindle at that point. Money willing, he would Cultivate to a point where he could ignore any sort of refractory period. It was not yet true.

“Warn me!”

“Be a better submissive and read your Master!”

“Is it Master or Sir, Sir?!”

Eldred gave the gremlin a playful kick, which silenced her for long enough for Nyx to read the next point on her clipboard. “Under the circumstance that you agree with attending the meeting, Avari wanted you to contemplate what manners of connection we will pursue.”

“Does it matter?” Eldred asked.

“We cannot converse with all present,” Nyx presented the rationale in an even tone. “There will be too many. Should we scatter the seeds too far, we will have no forest.”

Eldred was temporarily distracted by Avari licking the remnants of cum off his deflating manhood. He was then further distracted by Avari making her way out of the leg compartment and prancing her white-covered body over to the couch, where Ellie was sitting. That ass was jiggling with every step.

“We need connections so we can do work…” Eldred muttered to himself. “…what do they say? It’s not what you know but who you know?”

“Ex-ah-ctly,” Avari moaned, while Ellie licked the cum off her fellow shortstack’s breasts. Blushing as the dark-haired goblin was during it, she all the same lapped up every little drop that she could get her tongue on. “So, we should pick a – ah – field and then network in it specifically.”

Eldred scratched the back of his head and sighed. “I just know how to hit stuff,” he confessed. “The actual parts of the CEO business are a mystery to me.”

“Honestly, hitting stuff is a perfectly valid CEO skill to have,” Avari retorted. “Whatever the company specialises in, your primary job won’t be to partake in that.”

“A leader’s duty is to ensure his followers are provided for,” Nyx agreed.

“So, even if we do a… woodcutting business.” Eldred grasped a random example out of the air. “I wouldn’t be expected to do any woodcutting?”

“You’d be expected to do some, but mostly no. As CEO and our primary Cultivator, your jobs are to secure us access to portals, new contracts, and to make sure anybody who tries to rock our boat gets their face caved in.” Avari scooped a bit of glazing from her cheek and sucked it off her finger. “I’ll go get a towel really quick. Thank Gold we have a laundry machine now.”

“That does beat going to the laundromat,” Eldred agreed.

Avari stepped out of the office and took a left turn, entering the big bathroom of the upper floor. During her short stint away, the owner of the building posed a question to their quietest member. “What do you think, Ellie?”

“I, uhm, uh, uhhhh…” his goblin stammered, overwhelmed by even a simple question. “I-i-I, t-trust you, S-sir?”

“Dangerous territory,” Eldred made a joke at his own expense. “Nyx, do you have a preference?” His banshee simply shook her head. “What about you, Avari?” he asked the returning shortstack.

“Not really.” Avari cleaned the last of the cum off her face with a wet towel, which she then threw Eldred’s way so he could give his crotch the same treatment. He who wanted to have frequent and casual sex needed to have impeccable hygiene. That was just common sense.

“So we have four people without any preferences,” Eldred remarked. “I just want to get stronger and thrive, Nyx just wants to see me thrive and find her past, Avari just wants money and Ellie just wants to sit in her cave and tap away on her laptop.” Fingers drummed on the tabletop. “We don’t really have marketable skills yet, do we?”

“Nope,” Avari agreed.

“Mhm…” After a few more seconds of thinking about it, Eldred decided that there was only one way he knew how to solve this. “I’ll just see what happens.”

“…Really, dude?”

“Sir,” he corrected her with a teasing smirk. “And yes. Way I see it, deciding now gets us nowhere. Might as well stay flexible.”

“Alright… well, related matter, Nyx, can you read out the final point of the conversation topic sheet?”

“What to do with the district?” The ghost lady tilted her head after the words left her mouth. “You mean Rust-Grass?”

“Yeah, this place sucks.” Avari hopped onto the couch next to Ellie. She looked a bit funny, wearing only a pencil skirt. Her blouse had been left under the table, forgotten. “It’s all morons and beggars here and both are a problem. We can deal with the morons, but the beggars have rat-fucked their brains with so much booze and whatever else that I don’t think they’ll be useful for much.”

Eldred’s fingers stopped in their drumming. “Not wrong,” he agreed. He had looked into the eyes of enough of the local hoodlums to know that a lot of them were just the shells of people. Worse, they had burned out the parts of their brains that would allow them to make a proper recovery. Being addicted to video games and free videos had at least left Eldred with enough of his nervous system to get back into the saddle.

“Nobody wants a district like this,” Avari said. “Which means…?” She looked expectedly at Ellie.

“W-which means that… uhm… it’d be a lot of work to develop, b-but you…”

“We,” Eldred corrected her.

“W-we… we could take it over pretty easily?”

“And?” Avari prompted her further, but it was Nyx that continued.

“And we will need a developed district under our control in due time,” the ghost lady stated. “We have decided to be a harem company. To alleviate the manpower problems that come with that, we require subcontractors.”

“Exactly,” Avari said. “Which is why we need to think about this district. Polishing this turd will take a lot of effort, but it’d be our polished turd by the end of it. It might be easier and more cost-effective to eventually move to somewhere with established contractors though.”

The drumming of Eldred’s fingers resumed. Eventually, he shook his head. “Nope, no idea what to do there either. Do you need a quick answer for that?”

“No, that’s more of a thing I wanted to put on your mind,” Avari answered. “Do you feel any loyalty or attachment to this district? The building?”

“I didn’t even know either existed until the day we met.” Eldred looked around him at the walls that they had given new life. There was some attachment here, because of what he had achieved since coming here, but his ambitions were already larger than this building. “This is a good stepping stone, but as the corporation and my family grows, we will need more space.”

“I’ll draft you some action plans on how we could expand once we have a consistent income,” Avari said. “You just consider where you want to take all of this.”

CEOs had so much to think about.