Page 19 of Nine Inch Nasty
He steps up slowly, closing the gap between him and Delaney. I can tell he’s nervous and likely feels awkward having this conversation right in front of me and Cory, but we're not backing down. Anything to do with this woman is our business, so we're going to be here for her no matter what.
“It's... odd, I suppose. My mind and my heart seemed to know when you got to the stadium today. Even though I was dangling from that rope, bound to the others, enjoying the bliss of martyrdom, part of me also wanted to gather you close and just see if your hair and your skin are as soft as they look. I've never so wanted to have somebody ride upon me before, to braid my mane and feed me undercooked vegetables. It's very disconcerting.”
Delaney looks so torn, so confused. “Seeing how this involves you, you should know that the point of what I'm doing is not to erase the bonds with you guys, it's merely to recover the ones I've already lost. The mates I have are very important to me, and it might be crowded, but if you wanted to spend some time together, then you deserve that. Saladriel has gotten that, I just assumed nobody else wanted to. I don't feel very welcome here.”
He shakes his head. “I would not want to disrespect your other lovers. If what I have is indeed a false bond, then it's not fair to them if I monopolize your time.”
Fine, time to be selfless again. “We don't know anything about what's going to happen after this,” I tell him. “As of now,technically you're one of her mates; we won't stand in the way of Delaney’s mates. As of now, you have just as much right to be next to her as we do. I would never wish to make someone tied to her feel as if they're not allowed to explore anything with her. I'm not a god. I'm merely a boy in love with a woman he can never have to himself.”
Maybe I sound like a little bitch, but this is my reality. This is why I fought so hard, for solong,against being with Delaney. Why I refused for so long to even consider it, because I don't particularly like sharing.
I look to Cory, who looks worried, and they squeeze my hand to let me know that this is something we're going to keep talking about later, but for now, I'll make sure Delaney has my blessing to ride this unicorn. And I mean that in a completely nonsexual way. He better keep his horse dick away from her for the time being.
Chapter Nine
Leo
“That doesn't look suspicious at all.”
I look at the sign that I just made and scowl at the grumpy unicorn who's only bitter because he won’t admit how much he actually does want my Delaney. “You really want to go there, frosting crotch?”
“Shut the fuck up, man.” Saladriel stalks away, no doubt to mope some more, but that's fine, doesn't affect me.
“Free samples? What are they free samples of?” The strange unicorn asks as they walk up to my table. “It's pink. Why is it pink? Food should not be pink. I don't think that should go in my body. It looks positively toxic. No thank you.”
I sigh the sigh I've been sighing since I woke up in this realm, calling frosting crotch back over to me. “It seems we need a demonstration, fros—I mean,Salad.”
He scowls at me and eyes the bowl of frosting in front of me, and I can see him physically brace himself for what he's about to experience again. We've already done this dozens of times, but it's never not amusing to me. He's the only unicorn we know really, so he gets to be the one that proves to the other unicorns that the frosting isn't toxic. Because nearly every single one so far has thought so.
The slight hint of almond in the concoction makes my mouth water as Saladriel dips a wooden tasting spoon into the bowl, bringing it to his mouth and licking it clean before tossing the spoon into the compost pile.
The strange unicorn watches Saladriel as his body shakes, and I'm pretty sure at this point it's a dry orgasm. He's taken to just wrapping a giant blanket around his waist because he's sick of people asking why his crotch is wet. It is the greatest joy I've had in years.
It's not. I take that back; the greatest joy I've had in years is licking Delaney's sweet— well, you get the idea.Herbuttercream is far superior to this. But that's not going to be on my sample table, now is it? Unless... maybe we find those unicorns of hers that their goddess gave her and get them addicted to her that way? Is that legal?
“That looks unnatural,” this Unicorn remarks as they make a move for the wooden spoon I'm holding out to them.
When Saladriel showed up back at the inn, telling us what happened to our lady and our Cory, we of course broadcast the games and then immediately got to work. The less work she actually has to do here, the sooner we get to go home and have a proper roll in the hay. But probably without the hay because that stuff is very itchy.
Because he's on the same wavelength as me, Rush appears at my side, leaning over the table, watching the unicorn consume the sample. But I'm on to him. I know exactly what this demon is doing. He folds his hands together, flexing those arm muscles, making my ears twitch and my tail swat the air behind me. I don't remember him, but it seems my body does. I've taken to rising whenever he's near me.
“That is… ohh my goodgoddess...” The unicorn starts smacking the table repeatedly, an orgasm wracking his body.
“Add another tally, Wil!” Rush yells as the unicorn stumbles away to tell their friends.
Maybe not the smartest choice to put the virgin in charge of the orgasm tally, but we're hoping that exposure therapy will help desensitize him. We really want to see his ‘O’ face for the first time with Delaney.
It's not weird, alright?
Because the goddess of this realm is obsessed with herself, being outside means we get to watch Delaney’s progress in her games because there’s no avoiding it in the public spaces here. Although, none of us can quite figure out the point of the games. Saladriel doesn't seem to think that's concerning, but then again, he's used to all the other confusing things in this realm.
I'm a bit pressed we didn’t get to see whatever they blocked out at the beginning, I wonder if we can get it out of her and Cory later. I can be quite coercive.
The longer Delaney struggles, the harder it is to stop myself from simply finding her and keeping her protected. It’s hard to see my mate face obstacles I cannot face with her, but I'm grateful that at least Cory is there to support her.
We all cheer when they free Adam, startling everybody waiting for a buttercream sample. I notice that some of them are watching the way I interact with Delaney’s other mates, afraid to talk to us but interested nonetheless, and Saladriel says the fact they're even showing curiosity is a good sign.
Zac's parents have been helpful as well, canvassing neighborhoods and telling people where we're set up, informing them we have important other worldly things to share with them. They're telling them coming to us is the request of their goddess's chosen one, and will help in the fight to save Glittertopia; so what started as a slow trickle has turned into a steady stream of curious unicorns, and I'm thankful that Rush is able to duplicate what we made with a wave of his hand, because it makes replenishing the potent buttercream so much easier.
