Ever After 1: Bandits

It started with a kiss. That wasn't where it ended. There had been quite a lot of things that happened between the kiss- when his adventure had ended on an unexpected note, at the hands of some of the first opponents he had ever faced in battle- and today, in front of a cake. "Happy 30th birthday, Luka!" was painted across the top in frosting. Of course, he'd been the one who had baked the cake. The Lamia girl had helped, but he still had his pride about a few things, and baking was one of them. He smiled softly down at the cake, as he carried it out to the small table. Five chairs sat around it, as he carefully set the cake down. He was alone, but only for the moment. He smiled. It was a quiet thing. He wasn't expecting many guests.

 

People had been surprised to hear how the Hero had settled down with a group of young monster girls in Iliasburg. Some people from his life still came to visit him. he'd made his peace with Alice. It hadn't been the ending he had expected. But as he looked up at the pictures hanging over the mantle, he couldn't help but smile. They were such fine young women. He winced slightly as he straightened up. He smelled the bitter coffee percolating in the next room, and poured himself a cup. It was one of the little things that told him he was growing older. That he might not be able to protect the world, the next time it came to ruin. Thank god for the girls.

 

There was a sound of hinges creaking. He turned towards the front door. The goblin girl stood framed in the doorway. Lean, muscular, a horn growing from her forehead, wearing the kimono she'd taken to. Her massive odachi at her side, the weight of Gnome in her movements as she approached him. She was nearly a foot taller than him, now, strong and broad-shouldered, her breasts full, her figure womanly. She'd grown up so quickly, and so well. It was nostalgic to think of the time when he'd first met her, when they were both a great deal weaker. "Luka!" She ran up, throwing her arms around him and giving him a bone-creaking hug. He let her go until his vision began to flash and sparkle.

 

"Alright, alright, Gob! You win! You're stronger!" He groaned, as she released him, a broad grin on her youthful face. She kissed him firmly on the lips, her mouth warm. He returned the kiss gently, the goblin girl grinning as she broke the kiss, a strand of saliva connecting their lips. "You're also the first here... And all the way from making deliveries to Grangold." He smiled, gently directing her towards one of the chairs, sitting her down. She'd become a fine swordswoman. She didn't have quite his talent for the blade, but she was tougher and stronger by a fair margin, which was saying something. And she and Gnome seemed to get along. He flushed a bit as she leaned in, and gave his groin a squeeze. "Hey, hands off." Not that he could do anything to stop the goblin girl, but she grinned mischievously, and released him. They both knew she could overpower him. That was part of the fun of waiting.

 

"You're not having the birthday treat early, are you?" Asked a voice from the doorway. Elegant, refined, busty. Three words that described Puchi well, nowadays. The Lamia wasn't tiny anymore, in any sense of the word. She was taking over more of the duties for the Sutherland Innkeeper. Acting as the city's spokesperson in front of the Monster Lord. And still making time for him. Pale-skinned, elegant, with the natural grace of a lamia, she smiled from the doorway. She was dressed in her stylish, if completely scandalous little black silk outfit. Luka suspected it was the same one she'd worn when he'd first met her. It certainly was small enough. A hooked Sabasan scimitar was hooked into her skirt.  "I thought we agreed we'd wait until we were all here before indulging." She smiled. She, too, was taller than him. It was an annoying trend, but he'd never come from tall families. She was less of a fighter, too, but she had taken to Undine naturally. He couldn't even match her Serene Mind nowadays.

 

"Sheesh... You're way too restrained nowadays, Puchi! What happened to the Bandit of the Water, huh?" Gob grinned, leaning back in her chair, balancing. Her arms windmilled as she bounced lightly, a grin on her face. She nearly tipped backwards, and Luka darted forward, catching the chair. The goblin girl grinned triumphantly, grabbing his head as he held her up, and yanking him down, into an upside down kiss.

 

"And you're much too carefree... Don't worry. I'm just as passionate as ever. I just hide it well." The Lamia let out a high, noblewoman's laugh, hiding her smile behind a hand, as the goblin girl released Luka. Puchi slithered forward quickly, never betraying her intentions as she coiled him. Then, she had her lips on him, too, and his eyes widened.

 

"You guys, you're going to cause a fight when the others get here- Eli!" The vampire girl stood in the doorway, carrying a large parasol, smiling. Luka averted his eyes. He really wished she'd wear clothing. The tight pair of panties and less-than-covering cape the girl wore were provoking a strong reaction in him. She'd grown taller too, though she was still only as tall as him. Her fangs glittered, though they'd never grown any sharper. She'd blamed it on living around humans too much making her soft, but he personally thought she just couldn't stand to hurt anyone. She'd taken over the tool shop. She was also the most eager about learning to fight, although he suspected it was because it gave her the opportunity to spend time near him. She was always a bit fond of relaxing with him. Especially when she demanded he give her energy after a fight. Her rapier hung loosely in its scabbard, hovering next to her, carried by a pair of bats.

 

"Hello, Luka~" She smiled sweetly, and met his eyes. His mind turned into a soft porridge. When he came to, he was kissing the girl firmly on the mouth. She broke the kiss, smirking. "Still as much of a perverted hero as ever... How shameful that my teacher's such a naughty man." She laughed softly, moving to the table, where Gob and Puchi were seated, watching with amused expressions.

 

"It's not nice to tease your elders..." He complained, although only half-heartedly. "Have you seen Papi? I remember she said she was going to be late-" Two iron-hard arms wrapped around him from behind, and a hot breath ran over his ear.

 

"Gao~ Luka's being a pervert before Papi could get here~? Mean!" The dragon girl bit and nibbled at his ear, until he begged for mercy, before releasing him, letting him turn to face her. She'd matured magnificently. She towered, now, her figure feminine but visibly powerful. The once immature dragon pup now fully grown, and a beautiful young woman. She wore a large blacksmith's apron. It wasn't because she needed to; He'd seen her dip her claws into molten iron to test if it was hot enough. She just liked the effect it had on him, since she didn't wear anything else underneath it. A sword was at her side. The one she'd made, like the other three. Each with a little piece of Angel Halo in them, given by Luka. His gift to his little apprentices. She grinned, and he leaned forward, pecking her lips gently. She giggled softly. She always liked when he initiated those things. She'd become incredibly wiry, making the weapons, driven by the same fire that burned in Granberia's belly. Maybe it was a dragon thing.

 

The five of them took a seat around the table. "How are things going with the trade agreements? Erubetie's plans for water treatment going well?" He asked politely, as he began slicing the cake up.

 

"Oh, it's all fine. Nothing for you to worry about, Luka! Just little daily grinds and troubles. Everyone's getting along well enough." Pachi giggled softly.

 

"Alright! Who wants the first slice?" He looked around the four of them. "What, none of you? I made it special, vanilla and chocolate batter, strawberry filling..." Four bright, shining, fang-filled smiles were returned to him. "None of you came for cake, did you." They shook their heads in unison. "I worked very hard on this cake, you know."

 

As one, they lept on him. Strong arms forcing him down, they pulled down his pants, roughly forcing his clothes off, until he was nude. Strong, feminine bodies pressing against him from all sides. Gob sat on his legs, pinning them down and spreading them wide, her breasts out as she played with her own nipples, a seductive smile on her face. Eli holding his wrists down, bending forward to kiss him on the lips, her sweet, energy-draining lips tugging away at his soul as fondly as ever. Pachi lay across his chest, her tongue flickering across his nipples and throat lightly, teasing him with gentle abandon. And Papi squatted over him, the apron lifted up, revealing the soft, volcanic lips of her womanhood. The heat was familiar, and his erection sprung to life. "We trained you good, didn't we, hero~?" The dragon girl asked, grinning broadly. Luka tried to squirm a bit, but they had him pinned down good. He smiled reluctantly.

 

"I guess I just can't resist your... Haaah! C-Charms..." He let out a heated groan, his body reacting instantly. Papi pressed her hips down, a mischievous smile on her lips as she forced him deep inside of her. Still playing the toy for the girls, even after all of these years. He squirmed, as he felt them pinning him down, holding him against the ground. They didn't have to, obviously, he wasn't going to fight them on this. But it was part of their game. They enjoyed reminding him of his loss to them, all those years back.

 

"Hehehe. Is that what you call this? Pervert." The dragon girl smirked broadly, as she bounced her hips ferociously. Rutting like an animal, she thrust her hips up and down swiftly, letting out low, hungry growls. Her hips clamped tightly around his shaft. The heat seemed to sap every ounce of energy out of his muscles, making him gasp for air. As she sensed him losing control, she clamped tightly. "I'm not going to let you go before I'm satisfied, Luka~" She grinned, her muscles clenching around his shaft, more effective than a cock ring. He let out a tortured moan, the pleasure assaulting him. They'd trained him so well. He couldn't hold out twenty seconds against the well-trained dragon girl, as she forced him into a humiliatingly quick orgasm. His breath escaped in ragged gasps as the heat swept through his body. Her pussy clenched, making wet, squishing noises as it milked him. She forced him to erupt deep inside of her body, as she came at the same time as him, an expression of ecstasy on her face. It was the one concession the girls made for him, so he didn't feel like a complete failure. He always felt a bit patronized by their ecstatic movements, but they were just doing it because they wanted to make him happy.

 

As Papi slipped off, and Eli straddled him, he smiled. This was his life now. Training the next generation in fighting, and in other things. Giving them the strength they needed to go on. He loved them, he knew, with all of his heart. The charm magic had long since faded, but he stayed with them, trusting them to save the world from itself. A cheerful smile spread across his lips, and he tugged himself upright, planting a quick kiss on the vampire girl's lips. She looked surprised, and then grinned. "What was that for, you big softie?" He grinned brightly.

 

"Just glad I kissed you."