Banished Pt. 12

"Well now, this is quite the group," she said.

"You are the God-mate?" Astrid asked, and as Cameron nodded, the girl breathed a sigh of relief. "I am thankful. You, at least, I can serve without desiring my own end," she said, casting a disapproving glance at Casey.

"Serve?" I asked, and she turned to me.

"Yes. Was it not obvious that I desired to enter the service of your mate?"

I shook my head disbelievingly, as she began to examine Cameron, sizing her up.

"Your term is advanced. I will need to conceive quickly if my sapling is to serve as companion."

"Term?" Bianca asked, and Cameron chuckled nervously, as she turned to me.

"For now, let's just help Nate with this," she offered, and I nodded as Molly dropped to her knees in front of me.

"You don't need to tell me twice," she said, winking at me, as she quickly swallowed me up, much to Bianca's annoyance.

"Wha- hey! I was here first!"

Molly spit me out long enough to answer:

"You snooze, you lose," she said, with a shrug, before resuming her expert tonguing of my cockhead.

Damn, I thought. I almost forgot how good Molly was with her mouth.

Cameron moved to my side, and perched herself beside me.

"I think you're gonna have to make do with these girls," she said, and I nodded, giving her leg a reassuring squeeze as Molly's technique sent an involuntary shudder up my spine.

"Maybe I can help, actually," Cameron said, as she leaned in to kiss me, and I cooed into her mouth, as Molly took me in deeper than Evie had, before swirling her tongue around my shaft.

"This is pretty fucking surreal," I noted, and Cameron smiled.

"I'm pretty sure there's gonna be more moments like these when you actually become king," she said, as she moved in to my neck, and began to kiss me.

Evie knelt down beside Molly, and she moved in and began to plant kisses along my inner thigh, eventually moving to the places along the base of my cock that Molly couldn't get to, and the involvement of all the ladies made Bianca hopping mad.

She made a soft whinnying sound, and while I wanted to offer her a comforting look, I was on the verge of cumming, and I began to focus on the task at hand.

Molly slipped me from her lips as I was about to burst, and as Evie quickly scolded her, she took me back in just as I came, and at Evie's urging, Molly began to swallow, though with some difficulty, as I emptied another abundant serving of seed down her throat.

"You didn't tell me I had to swallow," Molly scolded, and I shot her an apologetic look, as I shuddered a little in my post-orgasmic state.

"Sorry," Evie said. "If you don't swallow, then the feedback can leak out, and get drawn back into the princess, worsening her affliction."

"I see. You're up, kid," she said, turning to Bianca, who was pouting furiously.

"But he's not gonna be able to do it again," she said, and I shook my head in response.

"I'll be fine, I'm using an ability," I explained, and she eyed me curiously.

She seemed skeptical to say the least, but as she moved in to take Molly's place, and her eyes zeroed in on my cock, her expression changed to one of pure satisfaction.

She took my part into her hand, and wiggled it around a bit, studying it, before leaning in and giving it a little kiss.

"Hey; this isn't for pleasure. Get to it," Casey chided her, and she turned and gave the her a dirty look.

"It's a process, okay?"

She returned her gaze to me, and Cameron chuckled as she watched on with interest.

"You're taking this well," I said, and she shrugged.

"I've never seen blowjobs up close like this. I'm taking notes," she explained, and I chuckled at her.

"Ah-!"

I yelped a little as Bianca suddenly latched roughly onto my cock, and she shot me a dirty look that said 'pay attention to me, idiot!'.

I chuckled a little, then leaned down to pat her on the head, and she smiled happily, before resuming her effort.

To my surprise, however, for all the talk of how awesome she was at it, her technique was quite sloppy, and not practiced in that way that Molly's was, or even as consistent as Evie's.

Instead, she was slobbering all over me, and gagging whenever she took me more than three or four inches in, but what she lacked in technique, she made up for with the sheer zealousness of her approach, sucking on me with an almost frenzied bobbing.

"Well, look at her go," Molly said, and Cameron watched her with interest.

"I still can't see her as anything more than a kid with a new toy," Cameron admitted, and I swatted her playfully, before moving my hand to Bianca's head, and grabbing a handful of hair.

"I think I know what to do with this," I said, as I sat upright a bit, and Molly's eyes lit up as I took control of Bianca's head, then jerked her a few times back and forth along my shaft.

"Ohh, yeah. Fuck her face," Molly cheered, as Evie shot her a disapproving look, but even Casey seemed intrigued by the development.

Bianca gagged whenever I went in too far, and I gave her time to recover, but each jerking penetration took me deeper into her mouth, until at last, I felt my head come into contact with the tighter channel of her throat, and with a few more jerking thrusts, I felt myself ready to unload.

But as I released her head, and Bianca began sucking, the feeling of an impending orgasm faded a little until Molly swooped in to the rescue.

She turned her head to the side and began to run her lips along the underside of my shaft, which initially seemed to annoy Bianca a little, but as it pushed me close to the edge, I began to focus my attention on the energy manipulation again, and Bianca made a happy noise as my cum began to spew forth beyond her lips.

Unfortunately, she tried to collect it all in her mouth rather than swallowing as it came, which she quickly realized was unwise, as the deluge of cum was far more than she could possibly contain, but as she tried to swallow finally, she gagged again, and her eyes went wide as she coughed; but with her mouth clamped shut, the cum had nowhere else to go, and came spewing out of her nose.

Her eyes began to water as she released me, sending a slight spray of cum onto Molly, whose face was positioned just beneath her, and Molly quickly moved in to her lips, allowing her to accept what Bianca could not swallow.

Molly was breathing unevenly, and Evie shot her a quick smile before leaning in to lick clean the cum that had splattered her face.

Bianca seemed embarrassed by the whole thing, but I quickly pulled her into my arms, and ruffled her hair playfully.

"You did good," I said, and she frowned.

"No; that was terrible," she argued, and I shrugged.

"You were under pressure," I offered, and she nodded.

"I know, right? Sheesh, I just need time to warm up properly."

She smiled in that childish way that she often did when she was trying to hide her own nervousness, but the moment was cut short, as Evie shot me a worried look.

"I don't think we've drained even half of the feedback from her system," she said.

"What about Francesca?" I asked.

"She's tending to the wounded Kobalt, and her core isn't exactly depleted much," Casey explained, and Cameron shot me a teasing smile.

"I'm pretty sure Jordan wouldn't mind offering a hand," she said, and Molly's eyes lit up at this.

"For real?" she asked, but Evie shook her head again.

"I think there's something else wrong here," she said, and I studied her worriedly.

"Something else? Like what?" I asked.

Evie bit her lip nervously, as she examined Miriam.

"I don't think her core is regenerating at all," she explained, and as I turned to Miriam and gazed into her core, I noted that while her capacity did seem to be depleted, my own ability didn't really allow me to see small nuanced changes in the way that Evie seemed to be describing.

Was it really not regenerating?

"This is what I feared," Astrid noted, furrowing her brow as she did. "For now, let us leave the princess to rest. She has expelled much sickness, and if her core does not begin to regenerate, the 'feedback' itself may be all that stands between her and death."

Astrid arranged a proper sleeping chamber for the princess, but she refused to allow any of her companion-servants to attend to her, much to their annoyance.

"If you draw out the life that keeps her to this realm, what do you believe will happen? Be of sound judgement!" she scolded them, and with that, we left the grove tree.

Once outside, I noted that the hunters from both of our groups were gathering up the fallen monsters, harvesting their cores with Lucia's assistance, while also preparing them to be dressed.

"Have we received any indication of Palancar's intent?" I asked, and Casey shook her head.

"The day-cycle is late; you will not leave this grove before darkness descends anyway," Astrid added, and I turned to her.

"What do your people intend to do?"

"My pater insists on remaining here. Many will too, but most others have fled to Rosengarten and the clusters beyond."

"How far away is Rosengarten?"

"With caravan? Two segments at best."

I rubbed my chin.

We would have to stay here for the night, then perhaps set out at first light.

"Those who will choose to stay. Do you think they can be persuaded to leave with us tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow?"

"The next day-cycle," I clarified, and she frowned.

"If my pater can be persuaded to leave, then yes... but he is most stubborn."

I thought about it for a bit.

"Won't he listen to you?" I asked, and she shot me a glum look then raised her hands, indicating the fresh bruises from where she'd been tied.

"This is what came of my advice, Auslander," she explained, and I bit my lip.

"Yes, but imprisoning you means he wanted to keep you at his side, no? Maybe you can convince him to follow you."

"You misunderstand his intent, Auslander. My father's possessions root him to this ground; to him, I was but another thing he owned."

She walked off, and Casey moved to my side.

"Short of another monster attack, we should be fine for one night," she said.

"I don't like being this close to them, though," I said, as the raised trees with rope bridges could even be seen off in the distance.

"I don't think that Vanessa can remotely control another monster without sleeping; her core capacity might not even be up to the level that most of our best warriors are at," she said.

I nodded, as Casey gestured to the supply cart, and I followed her there.

"This is the armor that Vanessa's monster-girl was wearing," Casey said, and I gave a little appreciative whistle.

"What tier?"

"Three," she said.

"Grade?"

"Medium."

"Why put that level of armor on a monster, though?" I asked, and she shrugged.

"Honestly, this set might not have ranked highly in their eyes. For one thing, the pieces are all built for speed."

"Speed-three would be a great boost to our combat capabilities," I noted, and she nodded in agreement.

"I say distribute the pieces evenly amongst our armored fighters. You'll learn the skill more slowly, but having access to it in combat will be a huge boost."

"What about the disc weapon?" I asked.

"Not so much a weapon as a monster mutation," she answered, and I frowned.

"So, they're not limited to blade appendages then?" I asked, and she nodded.

"Monster mutations can take different forms, so we need to be careful when facing something of this caliber."

As we discussed the distribution of the armor, Gisela approached us, a worried look on her face, and with Alva at her side.

"Herr Nathan. There is important matter," she began, and I turned to study her.

"What is it?"

"The princess. There is method of saving her, but it is... problematic."

"Tell me," I said, and as she shifted uncomfortably, Alva shook her head at her.

"If the princess bears your seed, the core of the new life will repair the damage done to her own," Alva explained, and I studied her for a moment, a look of shock on my face.

"How certain are you?" I asked.

"Our assertion is without doubt," Alva said, and as I turned to Gisela, the girl nodded timidly.

"How soon should it be done?" I asked, and Casey shot me an incredulous look.

"You're really just gonna do that?" she asked, and I shrugged.

"If it'll save her life, then yes."

"There is one other problem," Gisela interjected. "The princess wishes that her sapling come forth amongst companions."

"Jeez, do you want him to impregnate everyone?" Casey shot.

"Not everyone, just the princess' companion-servants," Alva answered, as if it were fairly obvious, and Casey let out a frustrated sigh.

"How are we gonna travel with that many pregnant women?" she reasoned, and I chuckled a little at her response.

She certainly didn't seem to mind watching that 'blowjob fest' a little while back, but when it came to impregnation, her jealousy meter seemed to immediately spike.

As I considered the development, however, a thought occurred to me.

"Gisela, how long does it usually take for Kobalt women to birth saplings after conceiving?"

"The same as for the false-god, and all tongued-folk," she replied. "By the sixth moon after the bleeding has ceased."

I bit my lip.

"How many day-cycles is a moon?" I asked.

"Thirty days," Casey answered.

"In Kepler days?"

She nodded.

So that would be... six months after the first missed period, so seven months?

Or two hundred and ten Kepler days, which came up to about two hundred and seventy earth ones...

That meant the term was almost identical to that of a regular human.

"So, the same as ours on earth. But, would the same hold true for the child of a god and Kobalt?"

Casey frowned, as she considered the problem.

"Our children develop cores at conception, and accelerate their own development; but without an implant, and depending only on the accelerated growth of the mother, it won't be anything close to what Cameron is managing."

"So, how long do you estimate it would take?" I asked, and she shrugged, turning to Gisela and Alva.

"It is without reference," Gisela answered. "Such a coupling has not been achieved for several hundred year-cycles."

I bit my lip, then nodded.

"How long would it take us to get to a safe distance from Palancar's influence?" I asked.

Gisela thought for a bit, then nodded.

"Perhaps one moon; two, to be without doubt."

I turned to Casey.

"We can press on during the early stages of the pregnancy, then settle down temporarily until the mothers all give birth," I suggested, and she scoffed.

"That could take weeks, Nate."

I shrugged.

"The journey will be long, anyway. A rest at that point will probably be welcome, even."

She shook her head at me, then sighed.

"Let me just... work out the details," she said, as she got up, and headed off.

Cameron passed her on her way to me, then shot me a questioning look, as Gisela and Alva slipped away.

"She alright?" she asked, and I shook my head.

"I'm not sure, actually."

"Do you wanna talk about it?" she asked, and I chuckled a little, before relaying the details of our discussion to her.

"Oh~? She definitely is the jealous type, but I didn't realize she was so accepting of her feelings for you that she could get that jealous."

I studied Cameron for a bit.

"Doesn't it bother you at all?" I asked, and she laughed.

"You're aiming for God-king status here. I'd be stupid if I didn't think that you'd have these kinds of obligations. Besides, when we do settle down, we'll need a healthy number of 'godlings' to get things going in the right direction, won't we?"

I eyed her with a teasing smile.

"Well, maybe we should contribute as much as we can to that cause," I said, and she laughed.

"How about I actually have the first child before you start planning the second. I mean, just how many kids do you wanna have with me anyway?"

"I figured we'd start with two, then take it from there," I replied, and she giggled at me.

"I can live with two."

"Can you live with-?"

"Someone's coming!"

I quickly glanced in the direction of the shout, then spotted Casey making her way over there, and quickly followed.

"What is it?" I asked, as soon as I got to her side.

"A councilor I think, and about fifteen hunters."

"Diplomacy, maybe?" I asked, and she frowned.

"You shouldn't let your guard down. They might have more of these 'God artifacts', and who knows what they're really capable of."

I nodded, slinging my halberd over my back as I moved to intercept the approaching team.

Casey and Gisela were at my side, but I noted with some worry that Cameron had also tagged along.

The delegation from Palancar was approaching along the road from the south, and as they neared, I noted that there were two councilmen, and another whose robes seemed to display elevated status, though his robes did appear different from what the councilors wore.

"Whoa!" I called out, as soon as they were close enough to hear me. "I'm not sure if you've noticed, but we've raised the plague symbol over this cluster!"

The man scowled.

"Yet we see no visible signs of affliction," the man answered, and I smiled.

"Does the tree with rotted root display its affliction openly for one to see?"

The man's eyes narrowed, as he seemed to take offence to my apparent use of 'Kobalt metaphor', and I smirked, as my words had produced the desired result.

"Well, that's fine anyway. If you wish to see our sick for yourself, then come along."

I turned, to lead the man back to the cluster, when he stopped, and called out:

"I don't care about your sick. We're here to arrest you and your princess, for your crimes against Palancar."

I turned around, and laughed.

"You and what army?"

The man tilted his head in confusion, and Casey rolled her eyes at me as I chuckled to myself.

"Do we let them leave?" I asked Casey, and she frowned.

"They've seen enough to plan an attack for sure, but I don't see how we could stop them."

I raised an eyebrow at her.

"Wanna bet I can take them all without even drawing my weapon?"

She rolled her eyes at me again.

"Are you trying to show off, or something? Because this may just be the most unattractive thing you've ever done."

I shrugged in response.

"I'm seriously trying to ask you how we should proceed. Taking them out is an option; that's all."

Casey shot me a warning look as she gave the matter some thought, but as I glanced back at the councilmen, I noted a fearful look on their faces, and I wondered if they'd heard our little exchange.

Taking them out it is, I thought, but as I moved to strike, a thunderous booming sound stopped me in my tracks, and I turned around just in time to spot a fiery explosion bursting out of the grove tree where I'd met with Gert.

"Fucking hell. What now?"

I signaled to Raul, and he moved over to my side.

"Keep them from leaving. Don't kill any, but grab one of those big-wigs if you need to."

"Got it."

As I moved to the grove tree, however, I suddenly noted that Astrid seemed to be in a panic, and she rushed to my side as soon as she spotted me.

"Nathan. This is bad!"

I studied her reaction, then turned to the tree.

"Is your father still inside?" I asked.

"Maybe, but that's not the problem- that was an artifact! One that should have never existed!"

"What does it do?" I asked.

"It unleashes the white-flame; a fire which spreads quickly, burning everything in its path until naught is left but cinders."

I studied her.

"Won't the water pulled up from the grove trees extinguish the flame?" I asked, and she quickly shook her head in response.

"It won't! The flames are imbued with special properties, and reacts to water if it were miasma."