LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 152: Angst
[Day 90]
[Haaaa...I want you inside me already...] sighed Korra, lying on her back with her eyes closed as she rhythmically undulated the fingers of her right hand to manipulate a transparent, green, gelatinous dildo to slide in and out of her pussy using Water Bending.
[Thirty more days, and I'll be inside you for a straight year if you want me to...] responded Vahn, enjoying the view that had become part of his and Korra's end-of-day routine. Instead of tending his cock himself, however, he had Venelana aggressively sucking him off as Roxanne snuggled up to him from his left, nuzzling and kissing the side of his face as she used her hands to caress his body and enjoyed being fingered. This was the result of Korra's curiosity getting the better of her, and after seeing how he did it with other women, watching other women please him while she pleasured herself had become the norm, similar to watching porn.
[That's too much...] responded Korra, increasing the rate at which the dildo slid in and out of her pussy as she appended [I still have a life and a world to protect...no matter how desperate you are to make me a slave to your massive, throbbing cock, I can't abandon my duties...]
[From the perspective of beings that can live for tens of thousands of years, a year is barely a blip...] hummed Vahn, his telepathic tone deep and smoldering as he reminded [And, with time compression, we could spend more than two years together between the time it takes everyone else in your world to go to bed and wake up the following day...]
[I know that...] groaned Korra, biting her bottom lip as she contended [But if I'm away for such a long time...people would notice the changes...and I might stop caring about what I'm supposed to be doing to focus on what I want to do...]
Though he was tempted to point out that was almost exclusively what she did in canon, Vahn restrained himself. It would actually be a blessing for the people of her world if Korra focused on her duties as Avatar and used him, the Crimson Palace, and the Tower to relieve stress as opposed to behaving selfishly, rebelliously, and doing whatever she wanted on a day to day basis, so after a moment of silence, he commented [You've grown a lot these past ninety days, Korra. I can't wait to witness how much more you change and mature as your power and self-assurance continue to rise exponentially...]
[I still have a long way to go...] sighed Korra, her mood diminishing as she was reminded of how she was Ranked a mere 83rd in the current group of Ascendees. She believed she could place considerably higher if she could harness the Avatar State at will, but entering the Tower had really put into perspective how weak and dependent she was on her status. Now, even if she never attained convenient access to the power of her past selves, she was determined to become the most powerful Avatar in history...
As such thoughts crossed her mind, Korra closed her eyes tightly, arched her back, and climaxed powerfully. Then, instead of fearing the pleasure, she yielded to her desire for more, her hips twitching and fluids squirting from her pussy as she continued sliding the amorphous dildo in and out of her, yearning for it to be substituted by Vahn's massive cock as Venelana gobbled it up by mounting him in reverse cowgirl...
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[Day 118]
'It's amazing how far a long-distance relationship can develop if you just stick with it...' thought Vahn, reclining in his office chair as he watched the most recent video Korra had sent him, showing her swallowing up riding a fairly large dildo suction-cupped to the bathroom floor of her room. At this point, she was actively training for the day she would accept his dick, and he was enjoying watching her progress quite a bit...
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As it had been eleven days since he last had a client, Vahn was surprised to hear someone knocking at his door. Ordinarily, Venelana would tighten her pussy in a specific way to let him know someone was about to arrive, but when he sensed who it was, everything made sense.
"Come on in," said Vahn, sitting up and adopting a welcoming smile as a relatively tall man with fair skin, soft and angular blue eyes, and a head of spiky, almost mustard-blonde hair entered his office in a blue tunic, white pants, shin-high leather boots with multiple straps, dark green flak jacket, black arm warmers, and a beige scarf with a pattern of red flames. It was a drastically different appearance than his standard outfit, but fans of the Naruto anime and manga would instantly recognize the man as the titular main character's father, Namikaze Minato.
"Minato, welcome. It's good to see you," greeted Vahn, rising to his feet and gesturing to one of the four seats across from his desk as a courtesy. He sometimes had full Parties show up, so the original two seats he had prepared for clients naturally increased to four.
"And you as well, Vahn," responded Minato, approaching and taking the indicated seat before asking, "Have you been enjoying your time in the Tower during this period?"
"Quite a bit," affirmed Vahn, his smile broadening as he reciprocally asked, "What about you? If I remember correctly, you and Kakashi-kun formed a Party with Killua and Tatsumi. I almost feel bad for the monsters."
"They are all extraordinary and hard-working boys," affirmed Minato, his smile softening as he confessed, "Though, I worry about Tatsumi-kun. He seems to have gotten himself involved with a shady group, and from what I've been told, his world doesn't sound like a particularly pleasant place to live."
"Yeah...he actually came to me near the start of this cycle to ask if I could pull some strings to get his companions into the Tower as he's worried he won't be able to save enough Tower Points before they perish on missions or get tracked down by the evil Empire they're opposing..." revealed Vahn, exhaling faintly from his nose. The world Tatsumi was from, based on an anime called Akame ga Kill, was undoubtedly one of the more unpleasant settings he had observed. The action sequences and plot were good, but the themes were dark, and nearly every central character introduced was dead by the end of the first season...
"Is there nothing you could do...?" asked Minato, his eyes sharpening ever so slightly.
"It's possible..." conceded Vahn, shaking his head before expressing, "But no action, great or small, is without consequence. You should know about fate, Karma, and the like by now. If I or someone else were to intervene in Tatsumi's world without a sufficient price being paid, they would become karmically responsible for the fallout. As an example, if you were to enter his world and assassinate somebody like the Prime Minister, whose Karma is linked to countless people, you would need to replace him and tie up all loose ends to ensure a catastrophe doesn't occur as the flow of fate tries to correct itself. If you simply left after the deed was done..."
Closing his eyes and shaking his head, Vahn's expression firmed as he opened them to meet Minato's gaze and asserted, "Then not only is there a high probability that someone even worse than the Prime Minister would appear to take his place, but tragedy and misfortune would follow you to your world due to your karmic deficit. And with a deficit that immense, it isn't an exaggeration to conceive that a giant meteor could fall on you as you slept, wiping out you and your entire village instantly..."
"That...would be bad..." conceded Minato, his usually calm, confident, and friendly smile cramping.
"And that's why there wasn't much I could do regarding Tatsumi's original request," stated Vahn, revealing, "He wanted me to root out the corruption in the Empire, but after factoring in the number of fates intrinsically linked to such a request and his current power and influence, he would need to offer compensation equivalent to the lives of twenty-seven million people. When factored as debt in the form of TP, the Administrator lowballed the amount he would need to repay to be three hundred and eighty trillion TP, rounded down. Even if he earned one hundred million TP daily for the next ten thousand years, it wouldn't cover the principal."
"That's quite a lot..." remarked Minato, his expression sharpening slightly as he keyed in on something Vahn had said, compelling him to ask, "Then, if he were stronger, the compensation would be less?"
"Of course..." responded Vahn, resisting the urge to chuckle as he pointed out, "After all, if he were powerful enough to solve the problem himself, he wouldn't need to accrue a debt at all."
"When you put it that way, it makes sense," affirmed Minato, feeling more confident about his own request as he was widely regarded as one of the most powerful figures back in his world. There were very few problems he couldn't resolve, but it never hurt to have insurance...
With such thoughts in mind, Minato stated, "Since we're on the subject of requests, I have one of my own. Are you willing to hear it?"
"It would be rather odd if I weren't, considering that's the entire reason we're here right now..." responded Vahn, causing Minato to exhale a soft chuckle before he went on to reveal, "I heard about your Crimson Palace and the Terminal World it's located in through the grapevine. If possible, I would request permission to create an outpost and hospital there to meet, interact, and trade with Transversal Travelers."
"There are very few things that aren't possible, so long as you're willing to pay the price," affirmed Vahn. "That said, while it is undoubtedly possible for you and others from your world to settle within the Terminal World, the compensation would effectively be the lives of those who emigrate there. Not in a literal sense, but except for those born there, all others would be contractually bound to serve and keep certain secrets."
"As I'm sure you're aware, Kakashi, myself, and many of the people that would migrate to the Terminal World are what people in mine refer to as Shinobi," stated Minato, sporting a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes as he asserted, "We're accustomed to keeping secrets and live in service of the Daimyo of the Land of Fire. As long as you're not proposing that we become slaves, it's only natural that we would serve and accept requests given to us by our benefactor."
"Then let's discuss the specifics," said Vahn, modeling a reassuring smile as he, Minato, and eventually Venelana spent nearly nine and a half hours hammering out the specifics of the contract he and others from his world would need to sign before gaining permission to enter 'Termina Vahn' and conduct business from the first floor of the Crimson Palace...
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[Day 117]
With roughly 75 hours remaining until the current cycle came to an end, Vahn was feeling somewhat restless. He didn't know if it was because of the four months of build-up or another factor, but as he lay in his bed and watched Korra slowly and purposely plunge her insides with a translucent green dildo nearly twenty centimeters in length and an average of fifteen thick, the depths of his eyes blazed with an intense yearning. Her hymen had broken long ago due to the intensity of her training from a very young age, so after working her way through thirteen smaller models, she was at a level that would leave most women at a loss. Considering he averaged a fairly monstrous 30cm with women like Venelana and Grayfia, however, he still had plenty of leeway to develop her pussy himself...
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