Steel and Mana

Chapter 300 – Kinships

“Leon, are you listening?” Yuri asked, pursing her lips, sitting atop me, moving her hips back and forth while I was lying under her in our bed.

“I am, but… is this really when and how you want to make your report?” I asked with a moan because she wasn’t giving me any chance to start concentrating.

“It is the most efficient way!” She giggled, pulling my hands up to her breasts, making me knead them, knowing well she liked it if I was a bit forceful with them. “With Sasha and Mikan taking the kids for a walk in the city, we have half an hour to do this before they come back! I want you in a one-on-one for a change~!”

“I see. Well, it is more than enough time to finish…” I grunted, thrusting my hips upwards, making him moan in pleasure as we kissed deep inside her.

“Are you acknowledging that you are a quick shot…?” She panted, pushing herself down on me, increasing her hips' speed. “Anyway! As I said, the girl may or may not be a spy. She didn’t do anything suspicious yet. We have been trailing her, and no messages left her hands, or if they did, she is well-trained enough for us to miss them.”

“What about animals? Birds or something?”

“Nothing. My guess is that if she is indeed collecting information to report, she won’t do it while here. She is careful. She also made contact with our promising Lieutenant Korval, initiating two more dates and keeping up the act. According to his report, those went perfectly fine, and she acted normaaaaaaih?! Right there! More! Ah!” She yelped suddenly, shivering as I poked her at the right angle, giving me a reason to grin as I continued grinding against her favorite spot. “Khm! What I was... ah... don't stop.. ah! What I was... saying was... that she is good… maybe you should... fuck her brains out to get information… Or just do it literally. Ah... Let her... have a great... last time!”

“Yuri…” I slapped her buttocks, which resulted in her picking up more speed.

“Fufufu, I’d watch that… Haaah… You could break her in quick…!”

“That is why I said you should have reported as usual!” I shrugged as she was in her wild mood again, prompting me to switch poses, push her down, and mount her from behind until she was finally satisfied and spanked red.

Slipping out of her at the end, letting her lay there, moaning in satisfaction, she slowly turned around and nestled her head in my lap. Playing with my rod, she began licking me clean, doing it slowly, savoring it for a long moment.

“What should we do?” She asked between two licks, looking up at my eyes with great satisfaction. “We can bring her in for questioning if you want.”

“And spook her? No.” I shook my head, rubbing hers, running my fingers through her wet hair, “Let’s keep her here, along with a few of the other Atuvians. They brought in oil, yes?”

“Uhm. A lot of it, in fact.”

“Good. Use it as a basis that we need time to find a place for it as we are still building containers to hold the liquid. Let’s continue our observation, but don’t let them travel to the manufacturing plants!”

“No foreigners are allowed there anyway.”

“Just make sure they don’t learn where it is either.” I added, thinking, “Let’s see if we can stretch her visit out; will she slip up or not?”

“What if she doesn’t?” She asked after cleaning me up and sitting up herself, stretching with a satisfied moan.

“We will send them back home on the train if that's the case. Prepare it as if it were nothing. Then, send infiltrators and some soldiers as escorts with them. The latter can be easily explained by the fact that we are protecting our machines. The former group can slip into Atuvia. I want an intelligence network established there, not just to spy on our possible visitors but on everything they do.”

“And if it turns out she is a spy?”

“Make sure she returns!” I declared, looking into her eyes before leaning closer and kissing her neck, right where she liked it the most. "Then we will capture her, and you can get everything out of her brain.”

“Fuck… You are making me wet again… Well, not that I am dry; you pumped me full~!”

“We are back!” The door opened at that moment with Sasha poking her head in, looking at us. “I told you, you have thirty minutes at tops.” She shrugged, glancing at Yuri. "No encore!"

“We are already done!” she jumped up from the bed. “Let me wash up, and we are coming.”

“Good. Luna is done with lunch. The kids are already hungry, so don’t make us wait! Oh, and Yuri!”

“I know, I know!” she shrugged, "Tomorrow is yours, as per our deal.”

“Wait, what deal?” I asked, looking befuddled, making Yuri turn around, winking at me.

“We all want a little one-on-one with our hubby! I just won the first draw. Second is Sacchy, third is Lucchy, fourth is Mikki. And don’t worry!” She turned back to Sasha, who was about to pull back with a face as red as a tomato. “I didn’t milk him dry. You’ll get your pussy filled to the brim, too~!”

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“Are you okay, My Sovereign?” Merlin asked as he entered my office.

“Hm? Yeah, why?”

“Your face... It is a bit sunken in.”

“Ah. That? Yeah. A piece of advice, my friend!" I put down the reports from my oil refinery task force, detailing that they had begun the first testings, "If you decide to have more than one wife, be fit. Work on your stamina.”

“O-okay…” He mumbled, understanding my ‘plight.’ Not that I was complaining. “I don’t think that would happen, Elena is already a handful…”

“Is she now?” I perked up, interested in the possibility of a little bit of gossip. Hm... I may have spent too much time with Luna yesterday.

“Yes. She wants to do it every day.”

“And… is that a problem?” I asked, “How?”

“Because I can also be tired!” he moaned, plopping down on my couch. “There is so much to do, but she insists that it is for my own good!”

“She isn’t wrong.”

“Please, she just wants to get pregnant.”

“Good!” I laughed, standing up and sitting down next to him, patting his back, “When it happens, we will drink to that!”

“I’m not against it, it's just… Really tiring…”

“Maybe I should cut back on your workload. The airship is also almost finished, so we should have the first test flight in a few days. Until then, you can rest.”

“No, I can handle it!” He protested at once, “I didn’t come to complain; there is nothing to complain about! I came to inform you that the spies have been selected, along with the group that will escort our targets back to Atuvia. This Eira Shastan may be, indeed, just a curious young girl. Although…”

“Yes?” I asked, seeing him fall into silence.

“There was a request coming from her group. Not from her directly, but from her supervisor, asking if they can see our manufacturing plants. Which also means they figured out we weren’t showing them everything. The idea may have originated from her; we can’t confirm it.”

“The fact that she is leaving with them is also interesting. Oh well…” I leaned back, not that worried about it. “We will see how it unfolds. I am more worried about the coming winter.”

“Speaking of that, yes. I also came to report that I have sent the message you asked me to. Is it wise to recall Pion and the Rook?”

“Westland should be stable enough.” I countered. “Matilda can take care of it, and when next spring comes, she can return. Any news of her sons?”

“Pion said there was some, and they are compiling a full report.”

“At least that is something. We have already opened up toward the east, and I am curious about how our western neighbors are doing.”

“Sovereign, about the duke–“

“Are you against me making him a captain?” I asked bluntly, cutting in before he could word it more… diplomatically.

“I thought you would captain it… It is a ship worthy of your command, My Sovereign! Yours alone!”

“Who said I won’t command it?” I grinned, standing up from next to him, “But I won’t spend my life on it, and it will need a captain that is in charge of Camelot.”

“Camelot?”

“Yeah!” I looked down at him, “Our flying fortress~! I think it is a fitting name, one that would have been fine for this city, too.”

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It was a cloudy day above the city of Hospet. The air was filled with the scent of rain from before, soaking the lands surrounding it. Matilda stood on the balcony of the city’s castle, pulling her coat closer around her body, fighting back the cold while overlooking the busy settlement. If you knew where to look, you could notice the clues, the city still bearing the marks of the battle, although most of the buildings and walls had indeed been repaired by now.

“Will you be alright?” Pion asked, stepping next to her, letting Matilda’s body lean against his while his hands wrapped around her waist.

“I am a grown woman. Heh… I could have been even your mother, too.”

“Sure.” He shrugged, unbothered by her teasing words, “You did raise three idiots, so the nobles here should not be an issue. With the soldiers I leave behind, you should be safe.”

“Ouch. Your words are way too straightforward! Well, at least they are not that idiotic...”

“That is… true.” Pion shrugged as he had to acknowledge that some skills had been passed down to them.

The trio of troublemakers was indeed a great asset. Not while in Ishillia or Avalon, but when they were sent to do diplomatic missions in other countries. The way they acted and carried themselves was precisely what other kingdoms’ nobles expected.

A week earlier, they had returned from the Principality of Lacri, the small country bordering Ishillia from the west. They managed to open up relations with them, especially now, after knowing that Ishillia was in massive turmoil, be it the ‘civil war’ or the invasion of Geth. It was the best time to make deals where they could be not only equal to the giant Ishillian Empire but maybe even be the ones winning out in an agreement. Of course, they were still cautious, but the fact that the offspring of a supposed duke had come over was already a good sign for them of the seriousness of opportunities. Not that the three would correct their thinking, informing them that their noble ranks were already stripped away. Especially not now, when the smaller country was still struggling after the long winter and was eager to make pacts with the devil himself.

“I’ll wait for our Sovereign’s decision,” Matilda spoke up again, “on how to deal with Lacri. They are relatively poor, so we won’t make much from cooperation besides political influence. But, there may be something in the documents I am sending over that has a gem in it that I can’t identify.”

“He will know what to do.” Pion nodded, not just because he trusted his Sovereign but because he firmly believed it.

“Be careful, okay?”

“Hm?” He looked down at Matilda’s eyes, “The North is in peace now, fully standing behind Mirian’s rule and in a friendly relationship with Avalon.”

“I am speaking about the monsters. The fact that you, the Rook, and half of your troops are being recalled is a preparation for the winter. I am not stupid, you know what I mean, you big bulky kid!”

“It is my duty to defend my home.” He answered calmly, but Matilda just hugged him more tightly.

“Just make sure you protect your own life too… I lost a husband already.”

“We didn’t marry.”

“Not yet.” She giggled, but Pion simply kept holding her, “Or... Am I too old for you?”

“If that would be the case, I wouldn’t even be here.” His reply was firm, just as he hugged and leaned in for a long, pleasant kiss. “Don’t worry. I’ll be fine. We are Avalonians; we are built for this.”

“Let’s just make sure of that, okay?” Matilda whispered, pulling him into the bedroom, onto the bed, and onto herself. “Let me caress you until morning… I won’t see you again until spring, after all…”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“But you will see me.” He kissed her this time around, already undressing Matilda, “Promise.”

“Good… That’s what I wanted to hear…” She whispered, hugging him with both hands, not wanting to let go.