Lies

Sleep, though it took Noah, did not bring him rest. His eyes had shut, darkness had come, and he hadn't reawakened what felt like seconds later back in the room he was sharing with Caina. Instead his mind remained in limbo, confusion evident as he looked around the dark void surrounding him.

"Well this is an exciting dream," he mumbled with crossed arms and a hint of dissatisfaction. "Could at least given me a tree or something." Like that, a forest sprouted from the earth around him, they began as sprouts that cut through the soil into saplings, devouring the abyssian soil as seconds past and they grew higher, thicker, more luscious until they towered over him like grand and regal giants. "Huh," was all he could exclaim as the next billow of creation blared across the void turning the darkened flooring green with grass and the odd multicoloured flower.

He could feel it against his feet, the illustriously soft caress of mildew laden grass that one would often find in the mornings after the night's precipitation had settled. So too with the dew did a scent as sweet as sugar come, bringing him to gulping down a large saccharin breath.

Then came a rumble as the earth rose beneath his feet into a small hill overlooking the forest where the earth cracked and a torrent of water crashed, carving out the smooth contours of a river and a lake not two hundred meters from him. Not moments later did the trees on the opposite side of the lake shatter, forming a curtain of woodchips and leaves that soon dissipated to reveal the familiar golden acres of Liora's farmland. Her large farmhouse just a speck in the distance but its form perfect, lacking the disrepair Noah had known it for.

"I've heard dreams are supposed to have some prophetic vision, but what the hell is this telling me?" he scratched his head confusedly. It obviously had something to do with the farmstead, maybe even a lake and a forest but he wasn't quite sure what he was to do with that information. 'Do I want me to save the farm?'

Just then, the air swept with it petals and leaves, bringing them to dance amongst the heavens and he felt a presence behind him. Urgently spinning Noah's vision blurred, shifting hue and colour turning the world faint shades of brown and white. He gasped, his head halted but he found himself not in his dream, but in the waking world, staring up at the ceiling, blinking furiously as he tried to comprehend just what had happened.

He lifted himself up and sat upright, looking around the room. His hand descended to his only to feel something plush against his palm drawing him to look down at his side where Caina was lain. Her hair slightly dishevelled into the famed bedhead style while the blanket cladding her body had descended just far enough to reach right above her olive tonned belly leaving both her breasts out to the air. Her pert pinkish nipples at the precipice stuck out with a ring of a darker hued areolae around them. And now, one of them was in his grasp, the soft flesh squeezing out between his fingers as he lightly squished.

"Mmm…" Caina mummed in her sleep, her lips wriggling as Noah felt her nipple slowly grow erect in his palm.

'Please don't wake up,' Noah paled, the many memories he'd had of anime leading him to fear the inherent possibility of Caina awakening and sending an earth shattering slap his way. Noah's hand didn't move even as he thought that, instead it only began to squeeze and release the bosom, revelling in the softness. He gulped, licked his lips and his fingers curled into a claw and slowly followed the curves of Caina's breast before curling away all fingers but his thumb and index that delicately pinched her nipple.

"Fuahh…" her face scrunched, and her body shook. Eyes clamping until she grew crows feet next to her eyes, no sooner did her eyes begin to blearily open and Noah tugged his hand away.

Caina rubbed at her eyes and lazily raised into a seated position, lips smacking to wet her lips parched from the nights sleep. Her body then tensed, shivering away the stiffness of rest. With a yawn she felt a small gust of wind rush against her body, caressing against her every inch and teasing her sensitive and erect nipples and shivered with a tingle of electricity running down her body as she too felt an odd but slowly fading squeezing sensation against her left breast.

Caina turned her head down to said breast then slowly lifted her view onto Noah's whose lip was twitching, seemingly scared of her. "Groping a woman as she's sleeping… Next time at least ask me before you do it," she groggily pulled away her blanket and brought her feet to the cold wooden floor boarding, arms extending above her head in a stretch before fully raising to wander around to the bench and collect her clothing to dress herself, going tunic first and tying all the laces to get it into a corset like fashion before lifting her skirt up, tying its own laces at the side to keep it from falling.

Noah was thrown through a confused loop. 'She didn't hit me? The fuck? Were all those anime's lying?' he was quick to realize that in a world of sex, touching a boob probably meant little, 'yeah… maybe it's just not as criminal as it is back on earth,' he bobbed his head and agreed with himself.

The sun billowed in through the glassen panes of the windows leaving a faint godray over the body of the bed. Noah followed it to the window to just see the sun just passing by the horizon leaving just enough darkness across the room to not make him squint in agony.

A low knocking sound came from the door followed by the muffled voice of Liora, "wake up you two. We should head to the stables now," from opposite it. No sooner did Caina lightly hobble her way there while pulling her shoes on and opened it up. Here stood with a soft smile was Liora in the same garb she'd worn yesterday but now dry after the full night it had to dehydrate. "Thank you," Liora said stepping into the room as Caina turned around with another yawn, simultaneously scratching somewhere beneath her skirt, lacking any form of feminine beauty.

Bringing herself to the bench, Caina dropped into it and began to rub her face. Doing her utmost to bring upon the clarity of the waking world but all she was beholden was the memory of Noah's lower half presented before her as clear as day. The sight forcibly sending a stark redness across her cheeks.

Pushing deeper into the room, Liora's gaze soon fell to Noah still naked and covered only by the blanket, though the noticeable but diminishing bulge he was holding also took her attention as she too recalled her own encounter with his penis those many moons ago. Also earning from her a flush.

"So," she forced away her gaze from him and onto Caina, "did you do it?" she asked, not a shameless bone in her body for asking if they had boned.

Caina gulped and began to speak, "I, I can confirm it wasn't modelled after Noah's penis." She said, trailing off a bit at the end, "his is bigger…' in a tone just barely audible to both of them.

A jolt shifted Liora to an awkward look between Noah and Caina, "and the other part. Did you two have sex?"

'Why is this such a casual sounding conversation!? And why aren't you asking me!?' he screeched in silence.

Caina's head shook, "n-no. I'd rather not lose my virginity in a tavern."

"I see," Liora trailed a bit, gaining a slight frown that swiftly converted back into a peppy smile, "well, worst comes to worst you can do it in the fields or wait till the beds get delivered."

Had Noah the capability, he was likely to have taken a spit take, 'why immediately onto exhibitionism!?' the question only birthing the image of Liora naked, gallivanting across the fields while a faceless man followed behind, soon pushing them over and disappearing into the hay popping into his mind. 'Get your head out of the gutter man.

Caina didn't utter a single word of reaction so Liora soon turned her focus onto Noah seeing his bare chest, his form a lot better than when he'd first arrived at her door—though still not quite perfect—he was on the right track. "You should get dressed as well, Noah, the carriages won't wait forever," she said.

In turn Noah jolted, tracking between the two girls. Caina with her back to him while Liora was still staring at him with an innocent motherly expression that just conveyed 'go ahead, get dressed. I won't stop you.'

"Uhh, yeah. Just a moment," he stared languidly at his dress settled on the bench right besides Caina, either way, he'd have to open up the barrier hiding his modesty to grab it. 'Fuck it, they don't care, why should I,' ultimately, he sighed, forsaking his old world manners and extruded himself from the bed. Slowly rising to his feet to make quick strides to his pants. Not before feeling Liora's eyes wander over him for a breath and lingered on his lowerhalf, earning a faint flush from the middleaged woman.

His hast quickened and he brought himself to the bench, practically ripping from it his clothes though the added addition of Caina casting his crotch a sidelong look between her fingers provided a surprising nervous tingle across his back.

Not a minute later he was fully clothed, embarrassed, and striding his way out of the room following behind Liora and Caina while Caina carried the lighter basket and him the heavier one where his own garb and milk bottle were stored. Eventually finding their way to the stables after a quick meal and a goodbye to Haggar, something Noah was all the gladder to be saying.

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Alrighty, so little project to add to the Almanac and as potential chapter endings, I want to write a few exerpts from the Almanac describing several things in he MGR world. I'd like to know what things you're curious about, types of occupations, kingdoms, continents, origins of monsters and the like. Toss out your suggestions. Though I can't promise I'll be able to do them all.