Chapter 451: Regaining Control
Queen Sylvia lost count of how many times she felt his hot seed get released inside of her just like she lost track of how many times she felt herself squirt all over the floor. Every time she thought it would be the last, he instead show a drive that would put gods to shame.
What saved her was her daughter waking up at one point and seeing the condition her mother was in, she offered herself in exchange. Luckily, Sylvia had enough sense to barely eck out instructions to her daughter to spread herself wide so that the beast that Laz had become didn’t miss.
She did exactly that while tempting him, pulling his attention to herself and allowing her mother’s limp and damaged body to hit the floor with a wet slap, sweat and white cream coating her soft yet firm skin.
Sylvia couldn’t help but feel bloated from the many injections she had taken. She couldn’t even prevent her last bit of dignity when it came shooting back out of her in a gush of man juice, marking a trail right to her sensitive parts.
As for her daughter, she had given him a large enough target and he accepted, once again plowing into her with an undying lust and mad determination.
Sylvia briefly wondered if she would have to call for help until she finally saw Laz’s Asura form fade away as his body landed on top of the already full and exhausted Genevieve.
Sylvia couldn’t help but laugh to herself, wondering just what her people would make of her and her daughter, laying in a pool of their own juices, unable to even clean themselves from his conquering liquids.
She then felt an arm slide underneath her neck and drew her over while noticing another arm around her daughter’s waist that drew her close too.
Apparently he had regained some of his mental capacity after having finally released himself.
...
Laz felt like he was waking up from some sort of erotic dream. In it, he had been captured by dozens of woman and taken hostage, only to be told his only chance to leave alive was to impregnant all of them. When he had finally finished off the last girl, the dream ended and he awoke, only to find a beaten and broken golden haired beauty by his side, panting but otherwise unmoving. He also noticed another on his other side, in the same tired state but not nearly in as bad of shape.
It didn’t take a genius to figure out what had happened.
Extending his arms out, he pulled them both in close and held them tight, feeling their bodies at first stiffen, but then relax as they turned over and held him close, finding the heat and scent of his body to be incredibly calming.
’If they wasn’t laying on a wooden floor in a puddle of leftovers, this would be quite a bit better...’ Laz thought to himself, the mist still leaving his tired brain.
With a soft glow, they disappeared from the floor and ended up on a bed which was stashed in the back of the room, separated from the other contraptions. Laz noticed a raised arm that was shaking after having performed this bit of magic right before it fell limply on top of him.
Laz looked over only to notice Sylvia looking back at him, her smile a mix of contentment and humor.
"I’m sorry... I don’t know what came over me..." Laz tried to apologize, only to find her limp hand work it’s way up to cover up his mouth with a finger.
"Don’t. This was my fault. I had brought you here to question you and seduce you due to my own desires, all you did in return was respond to it," she said with a bit of a giggle. For almost anyone else, this type of intense love making would have left them unable to move and incredibly sore for a long while, but she wasn’t just anyone. With her strength boosted like it was currently, there was already enough rampaging energy within her to heal whatever damage Laz had done.
The same was true with Genevieve.
As such, she wasn’t mad at him in the slightest, especially not after having done all the amazing things she had only ever dreamed about.
"So what now?" Laz asked, still somewhat worried.
"Well my lover, now I will need you to answer some questions from me. And later, when you leave, you must look and act like you are in immense pain from the ’activities’ that went on here. Think you can do that?" She asked him, still smiling sweetly.
"Oh. I don’t think that will be an issue. Considering how drained I feel right now, I’m sure I won’t look like I had a good time at all," Laz replied with a bit of a sarcastic smirk.
"To think that the Queen and her daughter weren’t able to satisfy your needs on this day. I’ve never dreamed that our hospitality would be so lacking after all these years." She laughed as she spoke, clearing enjoying the pleasurable high she was still in the middle of feeling.
Laz laughed as well.
"The services rendered could only be described as perfection. I would gladly give it my highest rating if a review was requested."
"I would hope so since after assaulting both the queen and her daughter, the only normal outcome would be death."
"But I’m guessing that won’t be my outcome?" Laz asked, a little wary now.
"Of course not. Now though, I need to ask you some things."
Sylvia reached over into a bowl next to the bed and brought out a bright blue fruit. Bringing it over, she brought it to Laz’s lips and allowed him a bite of the juicy flesh before taking it back and eating the rest of it herself.
Laz could feel a stream of energy rushing back into him, something that he suspected had to do with that strange, fist sized fruit he had just eaten.
"Whenever you’re ready," Laz said and Sylvia finished chewing and swallowing.
"You come from the outside world, correct?"
"Yes."
"And you have no idea how you got here?"
"Yes. I would like to be able to leave though still. There are many things I have left to do outside."
"Yes. We would all like to leave. Next, do you know anything about a black rot that began infecting our mother tree a few days ago?"
"How would I know? I just got here." Laz’s face showed confusion, especially considering that she had known that fact but asked it anyway.
"I suspected, but I had to ask to be safe. Would you be willing to go investigate this rot with me as a delegation from your group?"
"I don’t see any reason why not... but just to be clear, I don’t know anything about Dendrology," Laz tried to clarify.
"Perhaps, but I’m somehow thinking you might be of a great help with this. And that also brings me to my last question. Where did you get this mark on your chest?" Sylvia asked, pointing to the blacken tree tattoo behind which a blood red moon sat.
"I’m not completely sure, but I think it has something to do with my master if I’m being honest. I think it’s something like her personal mark that she put on me when she recruited me. Well, I saw recruited, but I wasn’t given much of a choice. In fact, you could call it a brand and it wouldn’t be that far from the truth," Laz said, trying but failing to recall the exacts about it and if he had heard anything from A’ruya about it which he was pretty sure he didn’t.
"Your master?" Sylvia asked, wondering just what kind of human master the boy must have that would have such knowledge of such an ancient symbol.
"Yeah. She’s not from this planet though now that I think about it. They just all appeared here on a massive tree about six years ago our time. Needless to say, they look almost human except they had green hair and red eyes. Well, I don’t know if they all do, but my master does."
Sylvia shot up, all the fatigue gone from her body.
"What did you say?" She begged Laz just to repeat what he had said, not sure she had heard him correctly.
"My Master... she seems young to be sure, but she has taken pretty good... eh... Maybe it’s better to say she hasn’t killed me yet.
"By the great all-mother... it can’t be..."
The look on Sylvia’s face was something Laz had never seen before. And when she started talking to herself, Laz felt it might be best turn over, go back to sleep and leave her in her own thoughts.
At least that was the plan until he felt a now calm Sylvia slide right in next to him again.
"I have one last favor to ask of you then," Sylvia said, her voice unsure for the first time since Laz had met her... around a free hours ago.
"What’s that?" Laz asked, wondering if she wanted to keep him as a pet or something.
"If and when you find a way out of here... take my daughter with you?"
Her eyes conveying many feelings that she couldn’t say out loud.
