Chapter 31: Father

  (Octokew 10th, Year 665 of the 4th Age)

  “Faer,” dad vociferated exasperatedly after I heard the front door open, “it’s great to be bae.” I instantly perceived feet charging upstairs and dowaircase, peeking over the couch where I worked on my History projed mom barrel into him. “Woah there; it hasn’t been a minute, and I’m already heading outside. He reciprocated her hug, patting her right shoulder. “It’s great to see you again.”

  “Ditto, and I’m ready for a bruising,” mom responded sultrily, reag into dad’s pants.

  Dad growled excitedly, but he removed mom’s hands from his crotch. “Soon, my precious pumpkin; I o greet everybody first.” He oscuted her fugaciously and walked to where me, Lárus, and Róstran were, looking towards me. “Hey there, K?k?.”

  My face did some peculiar tortions. “K?k??”

  “It’s a praxis I learned from the Káyüts. They e up with a variation of a loved one’s name and use it as ahet as a term of endearment. I figured I should start doing it.”

  “As long as it doesn’t spread throughout the public,” I mumbled.

  “Now what kind of parent would I be if I didn’t embarrass my pups occasionally.” Dad bent down and oscuted my right cheek. Faer, I hoped he wasn’t serious and iently squandered my ce at joining the Phenomenal Five. “Róstry and Lásy,” he aowledged Róstran and Lárus, respectively, and they had identical reas to their niames as mine.

  “How was the trip?” Róstran inquired, his eyes looking up from his trading cards.

  Dad responded with a heavy sigh. “The business side went more smoothly than I prognosticated, although it didn’t lessen the execration I have towards politics. However, I did enjoy learning the Káyüts and their culture— a very peculiar race. They are casual about being naked anywhere in Kosüvain, perhaps more ckadaisical than us Fenri, although they relegate the al, bawdy acts strictly to the domiciles they live in or, in the case of taverns, bedrooms…” Róstran was riveted by his discussion of the culture of ir’s western neighbor.

  “Do they have to alter their s drastically ohe aion is plete?” Mom asked while putting the dishes away.

  “That took up the vast majority of iations while I was there, which was what I anticipated. We agreed on the amount of autonomy and suetude they would have while still being under our influe’s just a matter if the neha Prime would accept it as is or amend it and send me back with the teroffer.” Dad sighed distentedly before turning back to normal. “Surprisingly, the nation of Rusask wasn’t aggressive about maximizing their side of the deal, so that drastically reduced the expected time spent at Kosüvain. That means more time to be with my family.”

  “Are the parties involved aware of the ge in leadership?”

  Dad dehe outer yers of his habiliments that were unnecessary. “Yes although that’s not an issue. The dey in me reying the terms to the Alpha Prime means my arrival in Kosüvain will cide with the other parties’ debarkations. I’ll be here and help you with the pups, observe Rynaki cim his mate, and all of us will attend Ilmur’s special Mating Ceremony at Kristv?ltí.” He ss the homely enviro. “Speaking of pups— I o see them.”

  Mom ambuted to the stairs. “They’re upstairs in the nursery.” She disappeared with dad upstairs, returning several mier. I thought she would stay up there and have him stuff her with his cream.

  I returo the task at hand while mom went into the kit, hearing her prepare a meal. The amount of words that escape the maelstrom of a scatterbrain’s mind to the paper was exiguous. I had a much easier time inscribing my life in my diary than writing about my topi a meritorious or execrable light.

  I g the stairs as I heard footsteps, beholding dad walking down. It was safe to assume he was fixated ohing because he was naked. His demeanor and lootion were also dead giveaways, his meaty log joung around and stilting from pre. True to his proclivity, he ambushed mom while she retrieved ingredients, pulling her pants and sty underwear dowhighs. He quickly ied his penis in one of her her apertures, demonstrating his intimate knowledge of her anatomy and precision as he perforated her ihrust while pinning her over the ter.

  Mom tive of Dad’s effrontery with a beatific visage and howl. I observed his testicles fugaciously appear behind him multitudinous tines, hearing the virile dyad smack her fu. The balls seemed brimming with semen, and I wondered if he even masturbated at all during the trip. Are all mase Fenri and Direfenri predisposed to excruciating torture simir in iy to a female’s heat as they abe from copution temporarily? I thought, imagining his libido bedeviling him during the entire duration.

  The force tumultuously succussed the ter and its doors as dad engrossed himself with procreation. He had mom’s legs off the floor, supp her avoirdupois with the sinew around his hips, and she held onto whatever she could on the ter. The rapturous teold me all I o know— she was engrossed in her privy, ecstatic, libidinous mi. Their own version of arousal materialized as viscid strands whenever he mostly disjoined his penis from her t.

  Dad must’ve been more oversexed from the erip than I prognosticated as I perceived a long iastic howl from way soohaher times I observed him have sex with mom. The pellucid fluids transmuted into a milky monsoon because of the premature climax, inundating the kit floor. His knot wasn’t even out of his sheath and tumefy with blood, and I heard no signs of her reag her cresdo. The blissful apogee was barely a bump to him as he tinued humping her her region immediately after his asm deliquesced while she ed the cum.

  “Oh, Faer, you’re so horny,” mom huffed while her pendur breasts swung.

  “Grr. I’ve been absti ever since I left for the meeting,” dad replied uhe sound of his testicles spping mom’s posterior.”

  Mom had a modicum of stupefa sneak into her rhapsodic expression. “That long? Holy fuck.”

  Dad nodded. “Not even masturbation— sorry for not making you cum with me.”

  “Obviously, your sexual ake priority over mine, so let me, as your mate, assuage them. I know you are assiduous at my needs, but you deserve your moments also.” Mom sounded like she had an ephemeral, asmic paroxysm as she barked once briefly.

  Dad barbarously took mom to the vacuous couch directly across from me, pinning her decumbent on the cushions while ying parallel on her, and her raiments, bra, and panties flew in the air during the lift. Rynaki and Dágfárik went to the backyard to spar, and Lárus announced his departure to see ásyv?r. Róstran vamoosed from his spot like he sensed danger rapidly approag. I should’ve followed their examples and sequestered myself to work on my assig, although my upi had another idea. My vagina became moist as I envisaged Gellir givihe exact treatment as mom’s while adjoining her. I don’t know how long I stargazed, but the fantasy felt brief to me before a phantasmagoritruder snapped me bato reality right as dad ejacuted in mom again.

  The umpteenth time was the magiumber fetting enough of the animal outside of dad. He was more izant of his enviro and judicious of his as. I beheld his penis easily slip out of whatever her vacuity it was in, and he dipped his head between mom’s legs while she sat on the cushion, insout about his sperm down there.

  I heard a delightful yip from mom while harking sonorous slurps from dad. All the diminutive debts he racked up from cumming in her without getting a single asm out of her paid themselves sequentially as she climaxed frequently. Gradually, the white, agglutinative fluid got more limpid and liquest as her mellifluous arousal repced his semen. He licked his lips once he finished lig her vagina and sat adjat to her, and she bent over his p, taking his phallus in her mouth. His arms ied between his head and the back cushion, appearing tent to rex and relish the feltio.

  “So, what’s going on in your life, K?k??” Dad catechized, grunting from mom sug his dick. “I noticed the door to your bedroom needs rept at some point.”

  The new niame irked me somewhat. “I’ve beeing a plethora of assigs from school retly.” My eyes darted to the piles of paper and books for the report, pig up one of the tomes. “One of them is from History, and it’s a long essay about a Fenri’s life. I’m allowed to interview a live one or research a deceased entity.”

  “Well, you certainly fill a book about me a an easy A.” I noticed dad’s eyes roll around with the lids still shut. “Faer knows what it will increase the amount to.”

  “Don’t take it personally, but I didn’t select you because there are bonus points on the line for seleg an obscure Fenri, and I want them.” I observed him sigh tentedly, perhaps a ixture of mom felting him and the delightful news. “You are the subject for plenty of students although they each had a thick book about you.”

  Dad sighed even more audibly. “So, who’s your topi?”

  “Vueurri.”

  Dad’s ears perked up, opening his eyes. “That earn you those extra points. Have you decided to focus on the positive tributions or the iniquitous creations that made him too nefarious for most people to mention him?”

  I shook my head. “I haven’t decided, although it sucks that people reize him for the fgitious acts he did and not for the most likely reason they’re alive right now because of him.”

  Dad pushed mom’s head further down his penis to the knot that finally emerged, aail wagged. “I know Tandri has sources directly from the infamous individual himself. I’m positive he’ll lend them to you once I catch up with him and ask.” He rubbed his . “On sed thought,” he looked at his wife, “is it possible to increase the amount of portions for tonight’s dinner?” She gave him a thumbs-up while holding her breath, still waggiail. “Thanks. I’ll invite him once I see him, and he’ll assist you better, K?k?.”

  “Thanks, dad.”

  Dad released his spouse and got her to straddle his cock, moaning as she interposed it between her her lips. “Surely, your report isn’t the most ii I missed.”

  “Kaera and Lárus each found a potential mate for the Mating Ceremony,” mom grunted as she jounced up and down.

  “That’s terrific,” dad responded while fondling mom’s mammile and nibbling her neck. “What are their names?”

  “ásyv?r is with Lárus, and Gellir is with me,” I answered.

  Dad stopped lightly gnawing on mom’s neck, looking at me. “Gellir. That’s Rikka’s son?”

  I nodded. “Yes.”

  “And Lárus made it on the school’s Mettevéúrokkig team,” mom uttered, gyrating her hips with dad’s penis still in her.

  Dad appeared overwhelmed by euphoria for a few seds. “What is his role?”

  “A striker.”

  “I bethink of the time I was a striker— not one of my honorable moments.” Dad began lig mom’s left breast, bug his hips upward.

  “You weren’t chivalrous?”

  Dad nodded slightly. “Although I didn’t viote the rules.” He got more solemn. “Any more memorable events?” He looked at me and altered his voiore menag. “Any flicts?”

  The pygmy shred of ad lie vanished as fast as it came inside my head as I sehe subtle, minacious aura from dad’s deadpan physiognomy. I went with a euphemism. “I had a minor skirmish at school.”

  “That’s putting it mildly, Kaera.” The topic created a caesura in the coitus, with dad’s endowment still inside mom’s pussy.

  “What happened?” Mom inquired.

  “I received word that Kaera and Lárus went berserk and attacked a few of their cssmates during school.”

  “They mentioned about a scuffle to me, but it didn’t sound serious.”

  “Well, their paroxysms gave a few students bloody noses or shiners… maybe both, and one of them is reted to Rikka.”

  Mom’s eyes pierced into my soul, and I thought they would espy the blemishes on it. “You broke several noses and possibly gave them bck eyes too?!”

  “Because they were hect Róstran,” I responded fervidly.

  “And I extol the valiant effort.” Dad sighed, loosening the impe expression. “Róstran wouldn’t have had any problems if they were different people.”

  “You’re aware of it?”

  “Yes, and Rikka isn’t someone you want to be on a shit list. He’s indomitable when it es to proteg his family and use his influence, and recy is ingrained in his blood. Going against him requires a different tact, and Faer must’ve blessed you if he doesn’t requite you soon.”

  I fttened my ears in chagrin. “Sorry, dad.”

  “We’ll see what he does in the uping days, and you and your twin brother will meet someone anon.”

  “If they survive my castigation,” mom added. My blood became sanguineous ice as she still kept the intimidatory tortions on her visage from the shack. Sorry, father— she was more minatory than you this round. He bucked his hips upward sharply, getting aatic yip out of her.

  Dad went procumbent across the entire couch, with mom fag him and straddling his penis. His arms massaged her glutes, though she had the reigns. The speed was slower and more amatory than before, thanks to him expending his virile energy earlier. I heard her achieving additional asms befetting the knot iwat. I went bay essay sihey were cuddling each other. Mier, a hum impelled my eyes to look up, a grin on her lips while she cupped his balls.

  “Still so much cum in there,” mom uttered, jiggling the testicles.

  “Wurf,” dad barked. “The ascetic lifestyle I put myself in for around a month caused a backlog down there, but now I’m good.”

  “You got in you to give me the beast I’ve been craving since you left?” Mom inquired in a sultry tone.

  “Oh, maybe.”

  “I’m ready for it.”

  Dad’s pecker popped out of mom’s vagina as I observed him and her sositions. I became inquisitive but mostly solicitous about her decision to reach his tail. The haunting memory of my sibling’s savagery on my snatch was at the forefront as she ya simirly to what I did. I hoped she knew what the fortuity was fetting harmed.

  I witnessed dad’s personality metamorphose into a version eerily redolent of what I saw from Lárus. The eyes turned and the pupils e the same rate, and the transformation was on paatch Lárus’s transmogrification. The thrusts got more puissant each time he pulled his dick out and pushed it bato mom’s quim. It got to where I made my mistake with my twin brother, but she didn’t exhibit aion like I did. The animalistic transfiguration within dad was plete.

  Whoever manufactured the couch was an adroit craftsman because it withstood the litious, barbarous force better than expected. Now that I saw it, mom must’ve activated dad’s sexual, savage side in her bedroom often sihe sounds were identical to each other. However, it didn’t do justice to witnessing the power in person and having first-hand experienbsp;So it’s a ate swite activate at any point to educe a male’s hidden dynamism, I mentally jectured.

  Dad tched onto mom’s neck with his niaries, pressing them tightly to her skin. Her pleasure aggrandized from the a and brutal pounding on her inguinal region, her vocals ringing in my ears, and I winced a few times from harsh collision of genitals. She could form coherent words, albeit barely and transitorily. However, the predacious entity within him reduced him to only animalistic grunts and growls. I beheld him ehe struggle of gettio accept his knot, pressing it to her vulva for a few seds before sharply barging against her groin again.

  The attempts proved fruitful as I witnessed dad abruptly move more forward than before, hearing him and mainly mom howl together. They ehe savage exhibition with an amorous dispy of enveloping each other with their four limbs. I didn’t dis any indicators of the animal from his tenance, especially when they eventually stirred.

  “I take that pulling a male’s tail is on during sex among Fenri couples,” I spoke, resting on my left metacarpus.

  “Every male Fenri and some females have a hidden sexual reserve of some capaciousness withihat only the tail unlock,” dad replied. “Surprisingly, they don’t activate it as often as you surmise because some don’t like aggressive nature.”

  “You said some females have one?”

  Dad nodded. “Yes, and your mom has ohe experience is wild and magical wheh yank each other’s tail currently, but that won’t be an option for another couple of months.” He took a moment to look out the window from the couch he was on. “We’ll be out and hopefully return ter with Tandri, so he assist you with your report.” I observed them vacate the house through the front door, still joined by his penis.

  Fortuitously, Tandri accepted the invitation and showed up with my naked parents, whose genitalia finally severed the e. Everyone was around for dinner, which was a ft, tenderized piece of beef that was breaded and fried. He had the least amount of estibles out of the eable, and his cough was incessant.

  I finished my meal a into my room with the books and papers for History in hand. Tandri limped in awhile ter after the knoiionally swung the door, eventually sitting on my bed. He pulled out a huge stack of letters from within his cloak, undoing a couple strings holding it together.

  “Brákfur told me you chose an iing person to do your History report on,” Tandri spoke, ying the letters on my bed.

  “I chose Vueurri,” I responded with a nod.

  “You selected a very divisive individual.”

  “I know. Him disc medie and g some horrific diseases led to an increased boom to Illyria’s entire popution, so we should be thankful for him.” I flipped one of the books to a random page. “ However, I ’t my head of Vueurri suddenly being the father of pgues and biological warfare in a short timespan, exploiting his gift to the world as a heinous on.”

  “The datum that Vueurri was stalwart in his justification for the demoniac creation helped gather more opprobrium— not to mention his work on devising ways to torture prisoners and manufacturing other illegal substances.”

  I looked at Tandri. “Dad said you have extensive knowledge on Vueurri and have sources directly from him.”

  Tandri nodded. “Indeed. In fact, Vueurri is a revered luminary among those in my profession, and I’m probably in the st minority that vee him for the good he did.”

  “Why?”

  “Because of the intimate knowledge I have of him. A ferentices and me had a master that had a lio him, giving us special access to erudition, including personal memoirs,” Tandri lifted the letters, “which is what these are. I lucubrated so much from him and other masters.”

  I picked up one of the letters. “So, why do you pce Vueurri on aeemed pedestal?”

  “He wao protect his homend, and he believed the byproducts of other creations would aplish it. Our circumambient neighbors were more pugnacious back when he was around, so the threat of war was heighte that time, and he jectured mass destru ah in a short timespan would intimidate them into capitution, creating amaranthine peace.” Tandri scoured the tents he brought me, lifting one of them. “This here has a direct quote from him rationalizing his dark creations.” He coughed into his fist. “A stist is like any individual in the world. They eat, release excrement, and sleep everyday and have their own ambitions. Like every person, they also have bonds to people, animals, and other objects they would throw themselves on the line if it meant the treasured tokens would live on. So, why is it that we are expected to utilize our talents for those outside of those scopes? We envisage the world as an utopia, one where nobody has to bury a loved one because of famine, pestilence, or war. However, we’re no fool in believing that exists today. Whether that es tomorrow, a week, a month, a year, or turies— nobody truly knows. So, we’ll do what we t that reality into fruitiohere’s peace, but we’ll throw that out the window when the hounds of war are upon us and do what we must to protect those we cherish the most, even if that means a great deal of sacrifice has to e from those outside of our circles that be from our work.”

  I sat there in silence for around a minute. “as my response.

  Tandri pced the paper ba the envelope, sing it for another. “There’s more.” He coughed once more, erug some phlegm. “It’s only a matter of time before someoechizes about why I unleashed a deadly on of such magnitude on the world. In a way, my creation is a gift to Illyria. flict arises when there’s an imbance of power, and it very rarely doese into nations oher side sending their citizens into a hemifgration for many years. With my creation out for the public to use, I hope every try embraces it and develops one of their own. When everyone is on an equal pying field, then peaceful iations truly begin. My only regret is the Are Society givihe burden in the first pce, and I supplicate for no s on my iion like the anization did to magic.”

  “I believe I know what to do for my essay.”

  “Are you going to do Vueurri as a vilin or a hero?”

  “her… well not heavily leaning oher fay focus is going to be on what would drive an individual to itting atrocities and use Vueurri as an example.” I started writing as the fresh idea filled me with mania.

  “That is an iing take, and I’m absolutely certain you’ll earn every avaible point for the assig, evera ones.” Tandri got up and limped to the door, stopping halfway and turning to face me. “How’s it goiween you and Lárus?”

  I surceased writing and looked up. “Alright.”

  “Did he satisfy the lubricious yeuk in your slit?”

  I shrugged and somewhat nodded. “May I have the potion that quells my estrus?” It was for the best since dad was around, even though I upchucked internally at the notion of gulping down the abhorrent co.

  Tandri nodded once very sluggishly with a peculiar expression. “It’ll take a couple of days.” He ambuted and got to the door, tg onto the knob. “I’ll also tell your father that Lárus will start being my apprenti a couple of days.

  “That’s fine. Quick question— what caused you to cave in ated Lárus ao fornicate behind dad’s back?”

  Tandri paused just before the hallway and turned his head. “Because I’ve seen that look you two had before, and it still exists.” A transitory fulmination of youth appeared within him as I viewed him leaving at a swifter pace, and I wondered if I descried a shimmer in his right eye.