John stretched and got out of bed. The women lying around him were not still sleeping, nor did they appear rested. Instead, they were a writhing, moaning bundle of ecstasy and cum-filled cunts. Some were able to move but too occupied with lapping the ‘wasted’ amounts of John’s seed off the bodies of their fellow harem members. Others were, by means of pleasure, physical exhaustion or both, immobilized, the occasional shiver aside.

It was still Monday. Deep in the night, but Monday regardless. They had not yet slept, they had simply had the second of their two daily orgies. The usual day had more than two, but only the one in the morning and the one in the evening were guaranteed. While, usually, the latter of those two was celebrated in the living room, John had felt the urge for intense cuddles today. It was much easier for everyone to pile on top of him if he was on the bed.

After some foreplay, he had solo-double-teamed each of them in turn. They rode him while Jack took them from behind. He didn’t get to see too much of their front since his face was used as the seat for other girls, but as an ass man that was pretty all right with him. Being pressed between thighs was a superb replacement for not seeing tits jiggle.

Having been in a supremely horny mood, he had absolutely wrecked all of them in that process. The bedsheets were soaked with sweat and sexual juices, most of which were not his. He could have added some more, he knew that at least some of the girls were ready for more of a pounding, but he decided to let everyone take a breather and, in a rare occasion, be the first person to leave the orgy.

“I’m going to take a bath,” he told everyone. Heads rose off the bedsheets just enough to make clear they had heard him. Nobody had enough energy to follow him, not right that moment. ‘Well, Aclysia is going to put them on their feet to put on new sheets at some point,’ the Gamer thought as he stepped away. There was next to no way that the weaponized maid would let him and the harem sleep on stained sheets. The only times that happened was when they all passed out then and there.

Given the average Endurance of his girls, they would likely recover pretty quickly, Eliza and the Artificial Spirits first, with everyone else following thereafter. Only Scarlett would maybe need some recovery help by Undine. The advantages of having a healer in the bedroom.

Strolling through the living room, he stepped up to the door that led into the bath. He heard the sound of flowing water from the inside and spied through the glass wall that separated the changing area from the bath proper. For a moment, he wondered if any of his girls had slipped out without his notice. The truth was a bit more humorous.

Two animals with a golden exterior, one scaled, the other furred, were hanging inside the bathtub. The water was steadily running, causing it to overflow and fall down to the tiled floor beyond. Given the layout of the room and the fact that John didn’t have to pay for heating or water, he didn’t mind that development. Stirwin was lying on his belly inside the tub. Most of him was underwater. Only his snout broke out of the surface. Not because he needed air, but because of the walls of the tub. Copernicus, on the other hand, was quite visible. His upper half rested on the edge of the tub, front paws dangling and chin resting in the steady stream of the overflow.

When John entered, Copernicus lazily opened one eye and looked at him. He closed it again before John had bridged half the distance to the nearby showers. “I was wondering why the moaning had stopped,” the sun cat commented and then yawned a silent feline yawn. “I take it you’re going to take your perversion here in a minute?”

“Probably,” John responded and stepped under the shower. He still wanted to get into the tub, but doing so without first rinsing himself off would have been rude. “I guess this wasn’t quite what you expected when you made that contract with Jane?”

“Aside from the fact of how loud it is, it doesn’t bother me that much,” Copernicus responded. “You probably noticed through that Observe of yours, but animal-shaped elementals like us don’t usually come with a particularly high interest in sex. Probably something to do with the fact that few humans would wish to have sex with beasts. Personally, I feel rather liberated by not being taken in by those desires.”

“It would be rather awkward if you two had an interest in my harem,” John hummed in agreement, while running his hands through his short hair. “Still, you have some sex drive. Do you just live that out when you get unsummoned?”

“Yes.”

“I would,” Stirwin partook in the conversation for the first time, slowly rising above water. He looked less derpy now and more like an actual crocodile, searching for prey. “If I managed to find someone my size.”

“That does seem like an issue,” John stated and spent about two seconds wondering how many kilometres that sexual organ must be. “I take it you usually shrink down?”

“I usually don’t bother. Especially since I was sealed for the better part of ten millennia.” The celestial devourer swam slow circles in the tub. It was designed to hold over a dozen people and be used as a jacuzzi, if so desired, so there was ample room for the relatively small crocodile to move. “I can only really mate with dragons or other such rarities. Not worth the effort.”

John had a hard time wrapping his mind around the concept of sex not being worth the effort, but he also had started with a rather intense Libido, courtesy of his mother’s genes, so the differences between the two of them was rather stark on this point. “Do you actually have children that way?” the Gamer wondered instead, since elemental procreation was still a bit odd.

“Energy is put into motion, causing part of the realm to awaken to consciousness. In a way we have children, in another we’re just helping a natural process along,” Stirwin explained.

“Think of the elemental plane like a campfire,” Copernicus continued. “For us, the act of mating is like fanning the flames and causing embers to rise.”

“Ah… so that’s what makes Salamander a spark of Krieg.” John rolled his neck and then pushed down the handle of the shower, making the stream stop. Now that the sexual fluids were off him, he headed for the bath.

Copernicus let out a displeased meow, when the Gamer’s body displaced enough water to create a wave that reached up to the cat’s nose. It only lasted a few moments, though, and John scratched the elemental’s back to distract him. Soon, Copernicus started purring. “You’re surprisingly good at this,” the cat gave a rare compliment.

“I do watch Nia a lot,” John explained. “Your fur is pretty soft despite being wet. I’m surprised you even take a bath like this.”

“As long as it’s warm and clean, I don’t mind the occasional soaking,” Copernicus stated and continued to purr, while John massaged the place between his shoulders. A chuckle mixed into the ongoing ‘hrrrrrrrrr’.

“What’s so funny?” the Gamer wanted to know.

“I wonder what would happen if I suddenly stated ‘deeper, daddy’.”

“I would fulfil your wish by drowning you in this tub,” John growled his response. “You know I can!”

“Probably… ah, how times have changed.” The sun cat slipped forwards, wet and already half out of the tub that was a quick motion, and landed on the ground. He shook, causing droplets of water to fly everywhere, just as his summoner entered. “And there comes the cum-coated queen herself,” the feline sarcastically remarked.

“More saliva coated, really,” Rave responded, looking down at herself. “Everyone was busy licking me up and down. Not that I’m complaining. Lots of kisses on my curves.” She looked down, as Copernicus strolled over and rubbed the side of his face against her ankle. “Aww, Cappy, so ya do like me!” she squealed and tried to pick up her light elemental.

Copernicus jumped back. “Maybe, but you’re aren’t petting me before you get under the shower!” he hissed.

“Ya just rubbed yourself against me!”

“I would smell it if your boyfriend had recently developed a foot fetish.”

“…Point taken,” Rave conceded and wandered over to the same shower John had used minutes earlier.

“How is everyone else doing?” John wondered. It wasn’t that surprising that his girlfriend was the first one to recover, even if she wasn’t the most regenerative of the bunch. When it came to taking his excesses, no one was better at it than she was. As Rave herself had put it, he had sexually broken her in a while ago, so now she could handle whatever he threw at her. A theory that had proven true so far.

“Ah, well, ya know… cumming,” Rave responded.

“Cumming, you say?” John asked and leaned back in the bath tub. “Cum,” he then commanded, taking a fair bit of pleasure of seeing her legs suddenly buckle and her hands slam against the wall in search of support. “Still turned on, are we?” he asked, as if he didn’t get an erection himself watching her perfect ass quiver with each climactic shock.

“Of courrrrssseeeeee,” Rave half-purred, half-gasped while she got herself back under control. “Not like ya to just do that in front of Cappy and Stirwin though.”

“Well, Stirwin isn’t a hatchling right now,” John explained himself. “And I’m gradually losing my inhibitions in this regard. Blame Max and Florida, in that order.”

“Your boyfriend did start getting ya on that path, didn’t he?” Rave asked, while rinsing herself off. Sweat, saliva and love juices were replaced with crystal clear water, making her skin glisten. Skin and muscles stretched, as she moved to scrub every bit of herself clean. In deliberately teasing motions, she turned to show whenever she was touching herself in particular places. Every little detail wandered into John’s mental archives.

A little bit of rising steam caused John to look elsewhere. It came from Copernicus’ fur. The sun cat looked neither bothered nor embarrassed by the show Rave was putting on. He was simply drying his fur with a basic application of his powers.

“My boyfriend, huh?” John raised an eyebrow, distracted long enough from the Lightbearer’s beauty to allow some blood to return to his mental faculties. “Guess I have your blessing then. Will you explain it to the girls when me and Max settle down somewhere in ‘this is never going to happen’-stan?”

“Aww, you’d make such a cute couple though.” Rave joked right back and threw her hair back, before ending her shower and stepping towards Copernicus. “Can I pet ya now or would ya complain ‘cause I’m wet.”

“You may pet me once,” Copernicus declared and sat down on his hindquarters like cats tended to do in Egyptian hieroglyphs. Taking what she could get, Rave kneeled down and gave her familiar a nice rub from his head to the base of his tail. He stretched into the motion and tapped away the second it was done, rubbing once more against Rave’s leg in the process. “I’ll be sleeping in Velka’s room.”

“Don’t forget to close the door behind you,” John reminded the sun cat. He had no doubt that Copernicus could jump up to the handle and somehow turn the key that kept the Magryph from letting herself out. Kicking the same door closed behind himself was less certain. Not that Copernicus was a scatterbrain. Unpredictable was the more fitting word.

“Yes, yes, I will think of it,” the golden-furred feline answered with another yawn and tapped away, just as Rave got into the tub.

“Can I at least pet you a bit more?” Rave wanted to know from Stirwin, who had settled on the sitting space opposite of where she now joined John. For a moment, she wasn’t quite sure whether to sit down on his erection or next to him. Ultimately, she chose the latter. There would be more than enough time for more sex. By comparison, giving attention to the two sapient pets of the household was a rarity.

Stirwin obliged, and as more of the girls poured into the bath, was subject to more and more pets. In a way, the sexual orgy that had been directed at John earlier had now shifted into everyone scratching the crocodile. Unlike John, however, the celestial devourer quickly had enough of this amount of care given to him and took his leave. Apparently, he preferred sleeping in the water of the Hudson.