Chapter 55: Silas, the Orc Chieftain.
The battle was over, Silas had won, and the orcs had surrendered. Things were progressing fast, and Silas loved it.
[You killed Orc Chieftain, Groka]
[You Gained +300 EXP]
[You Gained +85 EXP for Conquering the Orcs and as Compensation]
[You Gained the Title: Orc Chieftain]
[Level Up!]
[Congratulations! You reached Level 9]
[Congratulations, you unlocked the System Perks!]
[You Gained the System Storage]
[You Gained the System Storage]
[You gained a Bonus of 10 Stat Points that can be distributed through Strength, Speed, Stamina, or Agility]
[You Gained +1000 CP]
***
Silas was so shocked by the influx of notifications that he didn’t notice Gromda approaching him.
"Mate, are you alright?" She asked in concern, mistaking his expression. Silas looked up at her and smiled.
"I’m alright. What about you?" He asked back, looking towards the corpse of Groka and back at her.
"It’s alright. You don’t have to worry. Besides, there’s no resemblance between the two of us," Gromda answered with an assuring smile, nothing like the clueless orc lady with bad vocabulary she displayed earlier. This development still surprised Silas. He realized that she acted like that, and seriously, it was cute.
’I’m really a degenerate. What does the Orc Chieftain title do anyway? It sounds interesting, he asked the system in his head.
[Interesting? I bet 10,000 Cupid Points it’s part of the top 3 perks of this system! Wanna bet?]
’No, thank you. Now, can you explain?’ Silas said as he placed Groka’s club beside his body and instructed the orcs to bury him. One of the orcs, the skinniest among them, approached him, and he was anything but skinny, but that wasn’t the topic now.
"Great Chief, we can’t bury him," He said, causing Silas to look up at him with a raised eyebrow. The monster visibly flinched and answered with a shaky voice, lest he get his skull smashed out of his head.
"He lost in a one-on-one battle, and based on our culture, he is unworthy of joining the ancestors."
"Hmm... I see. Burn him then, but not for food. Burn, not cook."
"Understood!"
Silas could have changed the rule, the culture, or whatever it was, but he didn’t have the energy for it. Besides, that was how they did their things; he had no interest in doing otherwise. He didn’t know why, but doing all this was natural. The commanding tone, the controlling feel, it all felt natural. It was like he’d been born for this, no. It was more like he had been doing it his whole life, which was, honestly, very good. He picked up the club again, taking it as a trophy, and left the orcs to burn Groka’s body.
He then walked to a secluded place with Gromda, where the other orcs couldn’t see them. Well, Gromda had pulled him there, and he just followed along. When they got there, she told him to sit so she could check if he had any injuries. Silas complied and sat down, only for Gromda to kiss him instantly, while sobbing.
He could taste her tears through the lip contact. He patted her back lightly, already sensing her raging emotions. This was a natural thing because of his bloodline as Cupid’s descendant. He could sense emotions. He knew she was scared, relieved, and frustrated.
"I won’t do that again."
"Promise me."
"I promise."
The kiss intensified, but if he thought it was over, then they were just beginning. He suddenly felt his trousers being pulled down and a massive, soft hand grabbing his semi-erect dick. Gromda was straddling him, and even with that, she towered over him. Her fingers gripped his dick tight, squeezing it while she stroked it. After a few seconds, when it was pulsing like a heat bulb in her palm, she positioned the tip at her already dripping entrance, looked straight into Silas’s eyes, her greens meeting his pinks, and descended onto it, swallowing him whole.
Her eyes widened while she released a silent gasp as his member entered her and filled her up. She stayed atop it for a while without moving, only kissing Silas, as if she wanted to express all her love to him, despite it being all sex, and nothing... progressive. After a few minutes of kissing and feeling his hot rod inside her, she began moving, up and down. Her pussy clenched and squeezed him with each movement, while she did her absolute best to muffle her moans.
As for Silas, he allowed her to ride him, while he checked the system, despite the lack of focus. Gromda was so tight that it was taking him sheer willpower to not ejaculate. This wasn’t the case of being man or experience. This was the case of sweetness. Her pussy was sweet.
***
<Status Report!>
<User: Silas Cupid Ashard>
<Title(s): Orc Chieftain>
<Age: 18>
<Level: 9>
<EXP: 0 / 900>
<Core Functions: Active!>
<Strength: 24+10=34>
<Speed: 24+10=34>
<Stamina: 38+10=48>
<Agility: 22+10=32>
<Intelligence: 40>
<Endurance: 32>
<Cupid Points: 1500+1000=2500>
<Ability & Related Skills:>
<Ability: Thread Manipulation (Stage 1)>
<Cupid’s Traits:>
- Lust (Unranked)
- Mischief (Unranked)
<Skills:>
- Smooth Talker (Lvl 2)
- Sex Machine (Lvl 3)
- Prowess (Lvl 3)
<Marked Partners:>
- Anna Miles
- Gromda Ashard
<Cupid Abilities (Upgraded!):>
<Desire Manipulation: Unlocked!>
<Charm Reflex: Unlocked!>
<Targeted Obsession: Unlocked!>
<Fated Connection: Unlocked!>
<Cupid Arrow Sets:>
- Piercing Arrows (Unlocked!)
<System Perks (New!):>
- Shop
- Storage
***
While Gromda grinded him slowly and sensually, Silas read through his system stats. He asked questions and the system answered, while he gripped her slender waist, stifling a groan.
[Answering your first question about the Title. Titles are unique attributes you gain from doing certain things. It could be anything: cooking, fighting, etc. These titles grant you special skills or attributes depending on what you did. The Orc Chieftain, for instance, gives you the physique of an orc. You just have to will it. It also gives you the power to summon an avatar of Groka to fight for you.]
"FUCK!"
Silas exclaimed both in shock and ecstasy. At the same time, the system said this, Gromda’s pussy clenched as she orgasmed, causing him to orgasm too, his hands gripping her ass and leaving marks on the green skin.
But what was more shocking was what the system had just revealed. Just what sort of broken perk was that?! What would be the point of fighting against him if he could just summon a monster he’d killed to fight in his stead? Just thinking about it made him harder. His waist moved while his grip on her ass tightened. He slammed into her, and she barely stifled a scream.
