96 Completion

"Mmm...?"

Feeling a very familiar sensation sliding along his penis, Paul opened his eyes, unsurprised to find he was getting a blowjob. What did surprise him, however, was the person giving it.

"Well, good morning to you too..."

Stroking the top of Jean's head, a smile developed across Paul's face despite the fact several people were watching as she bobbed her head up and down, her pale-pink lips wrapped firmly around his member.

Increasing the suction within her mouth, Jean slowly raised her head to produce a loud 'pop' as she released Paul's penis and delivered a visibly embarrassed, "Good morning..." while continuing to stroke his shaft.

Among the group of girls observing Jean's 'presentation,' it was Roxy who explained, "Jean was just showing us how to properly perform a 'wake-up' fellatio. Also, good morning."

Following Jean's and Roxy's examples, Ghislaine, Razor, and, somewhat surprisingly, Lynette all said good morning. The only person who didn't was Ganyu, as she was currently pretending to be asleep while nestled against Paul's left shoulder.

Not wanting to 'interrupt' Jean's teachings, Paul maintained his smile as he said, "By all means, please, continue..."

Nodding her head, Jean maintained eye contact with Paul as she lowered her head and gingerly kissed the tip of his glans. This caused the tensions in the room to elevate to a palpable level, prompting Roxy to utter a faint, "Wow..." as she marveled at how impactful simple eye contact could be.

The most affected by Jean's actions, Paul swallowed hard as his mouth and throat suddenly became dry. It was pretty rare for Jean to do things like this without him egging her on, so he couldn't help feeling a mixture of expectation, excitement, and slight curiosity...

Just as Jean opened her mouth and was preparing to lower her head, the door to the room suddenly opened as Xiangling appeared with a pushcart full of breakfast foods.

With everyone shifting their gazes to her, Xiangling briefly froze in place before forcing a smile and asking, "Did I...interrupt something...?"

Answering before anyone else could, Paul said, "It's no big deal." as he sat both himself and Ganyu up. As he did, the latter immediately opened her eyes, a faint smile developing across her face as she planted a kiss on his cheek and whispered, "Good morning, Master..."

After rewarding Ganyu's greeting with a kiss and a pat on the head, Paul shifted his attention to Xiangling, saying, "Something smells good." with a genuine smile on his face. He was a little disappointed that Jean's blowjob had been interrupted, but Xiangling's meals were always something to be excited over.

Regaining her usual smile, Xiangling did her best to ignore the strange tension in the room as she pushed the cart over to Paul's bedside and said, "Today we have three types of sausage, five types of bread, and a nutritious vegetable soup. You exerted yourself quite a bit last night, so make sure to eat a lot to replenish your stamina."

Though she had excused herself from the evening's activities, Xiangling knew Paul had shared his bed with at least seven women. It hadn't even been three hours since he fell asleep, so she couldn't help feeling a little concerned for his health.

Seeing the spread of high-carb, nutrient-rich foods that Xiangling had prepared, Paul's expression softened as he muttered, "You're too good for me..." in a sincere tone. He often felt guilty about the relationship between him and Xiangling, as it was clear she cared very deeply for him. Paul felt the same, but his nature and their situation simply didn't allow him to love just one woman...

While Xiangling and the others interpreted Paul's words as a compliment, Ganyu could feel the sincerity exuding from him. Had she not been afraid of exposing Paul in front of the others, she would have cradled his head and tried to comfort him. Since that wasn't an option, she instead placed her head against his shoulder, hoping her presence was enough to soothe his spirit.

Though Paul didn't fully understand what Ganyu was trying to convey, he did feel comforted by her presence. Qilins, at least in the world of Teyvat, were among the purest and most benevolent creatures. Ganyu was only a half-Qilin, but her aura caused everyone around her to feel a vague sense of serenity. It, along with her innate squishiness, were the reasons Paul so often used her as a hug pillow. He just wasn't fully aware of it.

Feeling lighter all of a sudden, Paul's smile widened as he looked between Ganyu, Xiangling, and everyone gathered to watch Jean's demonstration. He hadn't been in particularly low spirits, but he suddenly felt awake and full of energy as he said, "I have a feeling that today is going to be a good day."

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Recalling how pleasant his morning had been, Paul couldn't help staring off into space as the bronze-skinned beauty filling his glass with alcohol said, "Come on. It's not like I'm going to sprout a penis halfway through. The moment I signed that contract, I became a woman for life. The God of the Boundaries made that very clear..."

Picking up Paul's glass, Kaeya held it to his lips as she said, "Don't make me beg..." with a tinge of desperation in her tone. Jean and Barbara had essentially pleaded for Paul to give her a chance, so Kaeya was nearing her wit's end as he continued delaying things.

Hearing Kaeya's admittedly sultry voice, Paul was briefly reminded of the scene of Jean and Eula performing a dogeza. Even that wasn't enough to convince him to agree with their proposal, but he eventually gave in when Jean looked him directly in the eyes and asked him to 'save' Kaeya.

Paul didn't fully understand what Jean meant by saving the dark-skinned blunette, but he had seen the severity in her eyes. Thus, more for her than Kaeya, Paul reluctantly agreed to accompany the latter to a parlor located near the heart of the red-light district.

Exhaling a sigh, Paul grabbed the drink from Kaeya's hands, setting it aside as he asked, "What do you want from me? I mean, I know what you want, but why does it have to be me? Shouldn't you be more into women? I've seen the way you look at pretty much everyone I've summoned from the IOF."

Hoping honesty would be the key to getting Paul out of his pants, Kaeya admitted, "I am 100% more interested in women than men. However, my body craves something women simply can't provide..."

Placing her hand on Paul's right thigh, Kaeya leaned closer to him as she added, "I don't think I need to tell you this, but the men in this world are simply disgusting. Not just their personalities but their hygiene. Any man who doesn't smell like shit and piss is virtually guaranteed to be a Noble, and we both know how truly disgusting those people can be..."

Sliding her hand up Paul's leg, Kaeya brought her lips near his ear as she whispered, "Come on...literally no one would judge you. Did you see how many men were giving you murderous looks as we came here? Why can't you see what everyone else sees? A beautiful woman ready and willing to let you stain her body with your colors..."

Pinching the brow of his nose with his left hand, Paul remained silent even as Kaeya started to stroke his growing bulge. He hadn't made up his mind, but his body reacted honestly. Kaeya may have a lousy character, but her body and aroma were a 10/10. It was like she had developed, specifically, to push his buttons...

Noticing Kaeya's pronounced cleavage out of the corner of his eye, Paul's restraint began to wane. Before it could disappear completely, however, he said, "We need to lay some ground rules..."

Convinced she had finally worn Paul down, the tensions in Kaeya's body eased as she purred a seductive, "Of course..." before planting a kiss on his scalp. In response, Paul surprised her with a hand to the face, pushing her away as he said, "No kissing." with a deeply furrowed expression.

Having been knocked backward onto the sofa they were sharing, Kaeya gawked for a moment before fixing her posture and replying, "That's fine by me. I was just going with the flow. It's not like I'm into kissing dudes or anything."

Nodding his head, Paul went on to add, "No talking, no joking around, and no teasing. We can banter all you like before and after the fact, but I don't want to hear your off-handed remarks when we're having sex. I know you haven't done anything to offend me, but your personality reminds me too much of your 'original' self. The moment I feel like I'm fucking a dude in a woman's body, we're done."

As she actually shared the same views, Kaeya didn't hesitate to nod her head, answering, "Sure. In exchange, I don't want you acting all high and mighty. We both know how lucky you are to be in your current situation, so try not to make me even more envious. I'm not some woman for you to conquer, and I sure as hell don't need you smacking my ass and shouting for me to say your name."

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Though he was tempted to get up and walk away, Paul wasn't unable to empathize with what Kaeya was saying. If their situations were reversed, he would probably lose his shit and kill himself. In that regard, Kaeya had his respect.

"Fine. Neither of us speaks, and we keep going until we're both satisfied. Deal?"

Surprised that Paul tacked on the remark about continuing until they were satisfied, Kaeya briefly found herself at a loss for words. She wasn't going to admit it, at least not to Paul, but she had come to appreciate a woman's capacity for pleasure. She was half-expecting him to propose they get it over and done with as soon as possible, not insist they keep going till the end...

Having heard of Paul's prowess in the bedroom, Kaeya was unable to prevent a smile from spreading across her face as she answered, "Deal." in an audibly expectant tone. Her reaction caused Paul's brows to crease, but he had already made up his mind on the matter, saying, "Fine. Take off your pants and point your ass toward me. If we're going to do it, I'd rather do you from behind."

Noticing the hesitation in Paul's brief scowl, Kaeya didn't need to be told twice. She felt like a complete tool, but that didn't stop her from hurriedly shimmying out of her pants, throwing them to the side, and getting on all fours with her ass sticking out. So long as she could get off and deal with the crest causing her womb to feel itchy, nothing else mattered.

Seeing Kaeya's perfectly round ass, weirdly immaculate butthole, and her cleanly shaven, visibly glistening folds, Paul's thoughts briefly stalled. He didn't want to admit it, but the view of her backside was one of the most inviting things he had ever seen. Dark-skinned girls with big tits and round asses had always been his weakness...

Shaking such thoughts from his mind, Paul got on his knees before pulling away his belt and dropping his trousers. The warmth and texture of Kaeya's ass made him want to grope and massage it, but Paul managed to stay focused as he lubricated his dick with the love juices leaking furiously from her folds. There was very clearly no need for foreplay, so he lined up the tip of his glans and prepared to push forward only to find the tip of his penis 'swallowed' by Kaeya's entrance.

Though she did her best to hold in her voice, Kaeya could not prevent a muffled moan from escaping her throat. She had heard some of the other girls mention it, but there was something about Paul's penis that just felt 'better.' It was like she had suddenly become complete, the crest on her lower abdomen pulsating with a faint, bluish-white light as she buried her face into the cushions. She knew they were probably soiled with all kinds of bodily fluids, but she really didn't want to cry out from a single thrust...

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