Chapter 555: A Quiet Night’s Conversation
Three bodies were strewn out on one of the plush couches of the office, draped over one another in obvious disregard to their complete nakedness. Brittany spooning the slightly smaller Amira while facing the other direction was Deanna. There faces were a mixture of bliss and exhaustion as sleep had overtaken them, leaving them defenseless to the world.
A naked Laz pulled out a blanket from his space pouch and spread it out, covering the three women’s bodies. While the office was neither cold nor warm, being in such a position would lead to a lack of body temperature no matter how closely they were to one another.
Laz walked by and looked down at Rick who had obviously messed up his own pants, having drenched the front of them in some mixture of liquid Laz didn’t even want to think about.
Walking over to the wet bar, Laz poured a pitcher of water from the tap and drenched himself with it, letting the cold water wash over his body and hit the tiled floor before pulling out a towel to dry himself with.
Having done the bare minimum of cleanup after the wild night he endured, he turned once more to the large black screen and just stood there for a minute, staring at it.
The screen suddenly popped on, revealing Kennedy’s voluptuous body laying on a massive bed with only a black, silk nighty covering her up.
"Did you enjoy the show love?" Laz asked, smiling.
"I don’t know what it is exactly, but I can’t help but be turned on while watching you unleash yourself on others... Perhaps I have a strange fetish? Or perhaps it’s just my kink to know that now that they’ve had you, they will never want anyone else. And yet, in the end, I was the first to love you. And I was the first you loved," the blond haired beauty said with a smile, sipping from a glass of some golden liquid.
"I’m fairly certain that Brittany is a lesbian... although maybe it’s more bi now. Speaking of such things, where are the others?" Laz asked, grabbing a bottle of spirits for himself from out of his pouch and drinking straight from the lip of the bottle.
"Oh. We all watched your endeavors and some of the girls could no longer help themselves. I can’t be sure who went off with who or went alone, but I have no doubt there will be some rough noises coming from their rooms later. Either way, it’s not my place to know about that..."
"And yet I know you do..."
"That’s besides the point. As the big sister, I have an obligation to them, so see to all of their needs. The each have their own assistants to help them when they need it however. Women skilled in the art of servicing women. After all... they are your queens. And as such, being served is one of the perks," Kennedy said with a laugh.
"And your alone?"
"Mmm... my two little kittens are already sleeping," Kennedy said with a small chuckle and turned the camera, showing Laz two women who were at the foot of the bed, their naked bodies hugging closely to one another as various "instruments" were still laid about them.
"I would expect nothing less of you," Laz said, walking to the window with a laugh as the camera turned back to Kennedy.
"Even after all this time apart, you still understand me best it seems."
"I do. You are a woman who could and will conquer the entire world, making men, women and nations crawl beneath your feet," Laz said.
"All for you, my love."
"No. I know you say that and mean that. But even if I wasn’t here, you would have gotten to this point on your own. You’re ability to rule, your ruthless yet still caring demeanor... No. You need no king to stand beside you. But you still chose me anyway. For that, I am truly humbled," Laz said, turning around from looking out at the beautiful city lights and giving a small nod to Kennedy.
He turned back to the window again when he noticed a small tear forming at the edge of her eyes. She didn’t like to show weakness and he understood that.
"No one else... not like you..."
"I know."
Silence engulfed the space for a time before Kennedy spoke again.
"I heard some of what happened. Is there really a god present in the temple?" She finally asked.
"Yes. Some sort of lust god from what I understand. I met it briefly... twice now in fact."
"And?"
"And? Well... This isn’t a freshly awakened god that I could even hope to contend with," Laz admitted, both to her and to himself.
"Then maybe you should just come back? Afterall, the plan was for you to gather information about the place and nothing more than that," Kennedy started saying.
"You’ve still got people missing, right?" Laz asked, his eyes tracing the line of lights around the city.
"Well... yes."
"Then we can’t leave them. Besides, I kind of told someone what i was dong and offered to save her sister in the process," Laz then admitted.
"Yes. The awakened known as Amira. Her family moved her shortly before she was born, but she was sent to go live with relatives back in her home country as a teenage since they were trying to use her for an arranged marriage. In that time, thanks to the education she got here, she excelled in a local college’s medical department before being shipped back to the states here. Now though, since her medical credits won’t transfer and her family doesn’t have the money stateside to send her to get a recognized medical degree, the best she can do is work odd jobs while trying to help support her family. I personally think she is worth investing in... assuming she will be able to escape out of the massive shadow that is her family," Kennedy said, obviously having looked into things far more than Laz ever had.
"I’ll start with saving her sister and see where that takes us."
"Then what’s the story with the chosen, Brittany?"
Laz knew this would come up and couldn’t help but sigh at her question. After everything that had happened for these past six years, there was a lot of hatred between the two groups and only one side had that hatred for a good reason.
Still though, he took the time to explain everything that had happened with her so far as Kennedy listened on intently.
"It doesn’t surprise me as to her situation. But the effects you seem to have on her mind. I honestly never really thought about it. It seems like there is more to what happens with their minds as they gain strength than we originally thought. This will warrant some looking into," Kennedy said, her face going serious.
"I’m not sure they are meant to be our enemies... but it will take a long time before anything like working together would be possible. Still though... perhaps there is hope in the future. Either way, I will keep an eye on things with her and see what happens," Laz said, taking a drink.
"I’m sure you will and her tight ass probably has nothing to do with that?" Kenney asked with a smirk as Laz almost spit out his drink.
"Anyway dear. We will be using your samples to conduct some testing so obviously Nora will need a fresh... untainted supply again soon. So do try to get some of that for us... Or should I enlist the help of my branch manager to make sure it get’s done properly?" Kennedy asked with a giggle.
"We can talk about that when I get back from the temple," Laz said, knowing what he was going to need to supply them with and how weird the thought was. He had been milked for days for that very reason the last time he was with his wives.
"What will you do with the pervert?" Kennedy asked, turning her gaze to the passed out Rick.
"Not really sure. Considering he betrayed his girlfriend, the company... and you, death might be too easy of a release," Laz said, his voice growing cold.
"Then I suggest leaving him for his wonderful ex to deal with. I’m sure you don’t know this love, but Deanna is far stronger and more ruthless than you’ve seen so far. Dealing with a rough city like Las Vegas day in and day out and succeeding isn’t something an even extremely talented person can do. Only someone who’s ruthless in nature and cold at heart could stand where she does and not fold. Perhaps it sounds weird to say this considering just a few hours ago you had her moaning like a whore in a men’s locker room..."
"Your analogies need work baby."
"But I would bet that Rick fears her far more than he fears you. Considering what he did... just leave his fate up to her as a form of compensation for this whole event."
"Are you sure that’s something she would want to handle?" Laz asked, just to make sure.
"I would love nothing more than to show my dear Rick just how much I enjoyed being dosed and almost sold into slavery. In fact.... Knowing the things I will do to him... mmm.... My queen! I thank you from the bottom of my heart for allowing me to receive the treatment of your husband to deal with my stupidity," Deanna said, having taken on a full on knee bending bow towards the screen that Kennedy was currently on.
"Perhaps your thanks would be taken a bit more seriously if his seed wasn’t still dripping out of you and on to the floor. But all the same, you know we take care of our own. I have never made his presence known only because it isn’t my place to do so. Besides, he does a rather good job of that on his own. Also, although you might have slighted him during your first encounter, if he didn’t want to save you, there would have been nothing I could have said or done to have made him do so, nor would I have tried to force him. So direct your thanks to him for this one. But know this... I don’t care if you have your weak spots or enjoy your little kinks. But your pet almost brought down the entire branch because you let your guard down a bit too much. I expect your clean up and efforts in the days going forward to reflect just how sorry you really are," Kennedy responded, a ice to her voice that could have frozen a volcano.
"I promise my queen. I will not disappoint you," Deanna said, still not moving from the spot.
"I trust you won’t as there won’t be a next time."
Kennedy then turned to Laz.
"Take care my love. Let me know how things went once you get back," Kennedy said in a soft and caring voice before blowing a kiss his way and letting the screen go dark, the green light turning to red.
Laz was left standing there naked, a bottle in his hand with a now naked Deanna still bowing low on the floor next to him.
"She’s gone. You can get up now," Laz said while taking a sip.
"Not until I apologize to you as well, my king. Letting this happen was almost as foolish as my previous behavior towards you, especially when mocking you for claiming rightly of your place by the board’s side. Had I known you were my queen’s lover..."
"Enough of that. I am no king. And you did so out of respect towards her and Celes and the others. There is nothing to apologize for considering the respect you hold for them in your heart," Laz said, looking down at her.
"Now rise!"
It wasn’t so much of a suggestion as a command and while Deanna wanted to keep bowing low, she found herself forced to stand up at just the sound of his voice.
’He truly is... far more than a king,’ the woman said to herself as she looked into Laz’s eyes for any sort of anger but was happy to find none.
Stepping forward though, she almost lost her balance and only a supportive hand from Laz kept her on her feet.
"I’m sorry. I don’t know why... I just..."
"Kind of hard to walk... yeah. Sorry about that... you eh... seemed to... need a lot... to recover..." Laz said, a bit embarrassed.
Still more embarrassed was Deanna who knew what he meant. She was sore in ways she never thought possible and even felt weak in her legs due to it, a weakness she wasn’t accustomed to.
"So you’re ok handling him?" Laz asked, directing her attention on Rick as he still held her arm up, lest she fall again. While she didn’t enjoy touching men normally... he was no normal man.
"Mmm... Like my queen said... he is my dog after all. Considering how we act in public, most people have the wrong idea about him. You see... he is nothing but a pathetic piece of garbage that enjoys nothing more than being under the spiked heel of a strong woman. And I must admit that it is certainly enjoyable for me to treat him like the worthless trash he is. But it seems as though he tried to grow a pair and betray me. Maybe his insecurities got to him at last? Had he spoken to me, it’s not like I would have forced him to continue our relationship. But since he decided to betray me instead... I promise you that neutering this dog will be the least of the punishments he gets to enjoy."
"I’ll leave it to you then," Laz said.
"Please... come..." Deanna said, with a voice no longer containing the malice she had just a moment before.
Taking Laz’s hand, she guided him over to one of the other couches and sat him down before gently lifting his feet on it as well.
"Sleep as much as you wish. I shall remove this trash now and leave you and your companions to your rest," Deanna said, still bowing low before turning away.
Laz reached out and grabbed her wrist before she got far and pulled, causing her entire body to collapse on to his, her face ending up on his chest.
"Relax. You had a hard night as well and anything else can wait until morning. Just sleep here and be my body pillow, alright?" Laz said, reaching down to where he had left his pouch and with a wave of his hand, brought it to him. Pulling out one more blanket, he draped it over himself and his new ’body pillow’ before wrapping an arm around her waist and closing his eyes.
In moments, he was asleep while a still stunned Deanna finally found her composure again.
"His chest... it’s so warm," she thought, laying her head down on it, before the gentle beating of his heart lured her to sleep as well.
