My Life In A Fantasy, Women-Dominated World-Chapter 70: The Story of a Piece of Shit
A/N: I am trying to write this Chapter in the 3rd person POV, comments will be appreciated.
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On Claire’s large, king sized bed, Aaron sat with his back against the headboard.
Eva was on her fours, leaning over him, his little brother in her mouth as she gagged and coughed on it, struggling to swallow everything as her throat bobbed with each small gulp.
Besides them, Claire stirred.
She had been in a long, long meditation, intending to hit the automated mana circulation stage in one fell swoop, and now, she has finally broken out of her trance.
First, her back gave out, slouching as she slowly leaned back onto the headboard with a groan of pain.
Her entire body felt sore all over, which was obvious since she was sitting in the same position for hours.
Once she was finally feeling more comfortable, she stretched her plastered legs and slowly opened her muddled eyes.
Dirt had accumulated in the corners, her vision blurry and mind confused.
"Eva?" she mumbled softly, rubbing her forehead with her left hand, "Aaron?"
"Hey Clay, welcome back to the realm of living. Broken to the AMC stage?" Eva asked from the side, her voice sounding casual and quite normal but if Claire had seen her, she would notice a few thin strands of white liquid dripping down her chin.
Hurriedly, she wiped off the semen remains from her face, licking it off and looking at Aaron with a squinted, lustful gaze.
She leaned closer, her hand clutching his little brother over the cloth, "This is the last time you’re touching me like this, Aaron. Not again until you tell her."
Aaron nodded, a small smirk appearing on his lips as he whispered back, "Don’t worry."
Eva rolled her eyes and made some distance between themselves by the time Claire replied.
"Yes." Claire said, grinning, "Finally I am at AMC. Bitch I dare you to flex now." her eyes were still muddled and her words sounded as if she was speaking in slow motion.
And hearing her words, Eva blushed even more.
Her face reddening in shame and embarrassment as she slowly crawled to the corner of the bed and jumped off.
Claire blinked in surprise, her blurry vision clearing up as she squinted at Eva to focus onto her, "Where the fuck are you going?"
"I had some work, I am sorry, you guys have fun." Eva gave a short wave, and when her eyes met Aaron’s, she hid her face and ran away faster.
"What the fu–"
"I will see what happened." Aaron jumped off the bed, swiftly following Eva towards the door.
When he reached her, Eva was still wearing her shoes, slightly surprised when she saw he was coming.
"What’s wrong?" he asked gently.
"I am ashamed, Aaron." Eva looked up, sighing, "Is that not supposed to be obvious? I am ashamed I did all those things with you even though you are already dating Claire."
Aaron took a short pause and nodded, letting Eva continue.
"Look, I don’t know if you feel shame or embarrassment about it or not, but I do." Eva said darkly, "Don’t even try to act lovey dovey with me until you explain everything to Claire. Also, if you won’t do it, I will."
Saying that, Eva turned around and twisted the knob.
"I like you, you interest me and I want to know more and more about you." She spoke with her back turned towards Aaron, voice levelled and calm.
"So please don’t disappoint me." Eva walked away.
Aaron, who hadn’t expected such a farewell, stared at the open door in surprise.
His hardened cock automatically began to calm down, a low, self-pity scoff escaping his lips as he shivered in the whipping cold winds of Snombi.
"Fine." he said more to himself than to anyone in particular, grabbing the swinging door and locking it shut yet again.
His druggy haze was forcefully swept away and clarity bloomed in his eyes once again.
Harem wasn’t just cheating on girls and assuming that they are okay with it, what he was currently doing ain’t no harem.
It’s the story of a piece of shit who was taking advantage of his lover’s trust.
When Aaron walked back into the bedroom, his eyes settled onto Claire’s beautiful face.
"What happened to her? Why did she run as if her ass was on fire?" Claire asked with a tilt of her head.
"She said she might have left her geyser on. There were many cases of it exploding and causing fire." Aaron made up an excuse, jumping on the plush bed.
"That’s crazy. On that note, go check ours too. Why risk it?"
’Seriously...’ Aaron gazed at her lazily, sighing before crawling off the bed and checking if their geyser was turned off or not.
After making sure that it was off, Aaron walked back to the bed and laid beside Claire, one arm gently wrapping around her shoulder as she leaned her head and rested it on his shoulder.
She nuzzled closer, her reddened eyes closing in satisfaction.
"Hey love," Aaron gently whispered in her ears, causing them to twitch as Claire shuffled against his shoulder.
"Mm?" she hummed.
Aaron laid lower, pulling Claire in a more comfortable position and began to massage her soft luscious hair with one arm.
"I want you to train me for the next two weeks starting tomorrow," he said.
Claire stirred, "For the mission?" she asked lazily.
"Yes, and no. I want to be stronger, and also, I didn’t tell you one secret." he smiled widely, "I am at the automatic mana controlled circulation stage."
That was the tipping point, as Claire pushed her head up in shock, eyes widening as she looked into his’.
"T-That..." Claire gulped, "What’s your conversion rate...?"
"20%." Aaron answered honestly.
Since he had decided to trust her with this, why hide some details and tell some?
The only thing he couldn’t tell her was that he was an otherworldly soul.
"20... 20 percent... hahahahaha," Claire cackled, resembling a third grade villain who thinks his plan was going to work perfectly.
She laughed until her eyes got teary, and she raised her left hand to wipe them off, but Aaron lowered her hand and gently wiped her teary eyes with his thumb.
"So?"
"You’re on. Let’s make you a super man." Claire smirked.
