Lineage

The three of us sat in the bath, myself and Advalia clean of the cum we’d sprayed everywhere while Luna had washed her body and flushed her innards of the fluids. We allowed ourselves to soak in the water, the beautiful warmth of the bath soothing our tired bodies and restoring our strength.

“Y’know…” Luna said in a relaxed tone. “I’m looking quite forward to going home. Being stuck in a shit hole as bad as this really does bring your spirit down quite a bit.”

“I can agree,” Advalia nodded. “I can’t wait to get my coin and my mansion.”

“What’re you planning on doing with it?” I asked, turning to the demon who was now blowing bubbles under the water.

“Investing the money and converting the mansion into a trading post,” she answered.

“Really?” I asked after a moment’s pause.

“Fuck no,” she sniggered. “I’m spending the money on alcohol, drugs, and hookers. What’re you gonna do?”

“Get back to work saving my family,” I shrugged. “I may not have the magical power to go toe-to-toe with their dark sides just yet… but there’s gotta be some way, right?”

“Not that I know of,” Luna jumped in. “But then again, I don’t know everything.”

“Admitting you’re not omnipotent,” I smirked. “Are you sure you’re related to Celestia?”

“You’re still salty about her?” Luna asked.

“Yes,” I growled.

“Good, because she hasn’t forgiven you either,” Luna said with a smile. “You’re gonna have to do something big as an apology.”

“You’re under the impression I’m going to attempt to ask her to forgive me,” I said in an irritated tone. “You shouldn’t be.”

“Ooh, big words, Richter,” Luna said, splashing her collarbone to warm herself up a little. “You sure you can live in a home with her if you two hate one another?”

“I did it with you, didn’t I?” I asked.

“I guess,” Luna shrugged. “Maybe you should try fucking her? That helped you and I become frien… not enemies.”

“Yeah, fuck Celestia indeed,” I said snarkily.

“We’ll see how long that attitude lasts,” Luna nodded, cracking her neck loudly. “Right, I’ve soaked long enough. I’m gonna get to work on doing your job for you, as usual, okay?”

“I’ll be up there in a minute,” I said, referring to the upper floor’s private bathrooms where I’d left the shrapnel.

“Don’t bother,” she said with a wave of her hand, getting out of the bath and stepping over to the towel rack. “It shouldn’t take me longer than thirty seconds to get it done.”

“Fair enough,” I shrugged, slapping Advalia on the thigh underneath the water. “So, what are you gonna do for the rest of the day?”

“Sleep, most likely,” she answered, yawning quietly behind her hand. “Our little threesome took a lot out of me.”

“I’ll fucking say,” Luna chimed in as she headed out the door in a bath towel.

“So I’m gonna get my head down and rest up a while,” she said, getting out of the bath and drying herself off with magic.

“You gonna get dressed while you’re at it?” I asked her.

“Why should I?” she asked.

“Your dick’ll shrink in the cold?” I suggested.

“Honey, you’ve already seen all that I’m packing,” she said, sticking her blue tongue out. “I ain’t got nothing to prove.”

“Alright then,” I said, leaning back against the marble as she left the room, leaving the room vacant and quiet.

For a few seconds at least.

“Richter?” Grael’s voice asked in my head. I was surprised at first, blinking for several seconds before responding to his call.

“Heya, bud. How are you talking to me? We’re out of our usual range, right?” I asked.

“I’ve gotten better in recent years,” Grael answered. “Improved in more magics than just our link as well.”

“Such as?”

“I can conjure fire, freeze a large body of water, and am able to enhance my body’s strength without an increase in size to leap farther, run faster, and carry more things,” he explained.

“So even you can use magic now?” I asked in an annoyed tone.

“Richter, you shouldn’t feel bad about your lack of magic, especially with me,” his deep voice chuckled.

“Why? Because you’ll use it to support me?”

“No, because I’ve always been better than you. This is just another thing to add to the list.”

“Get fucked.”

“I’ve missed you too, friend.”

“So…” I began after a moment of silence. “Little sister, huh?”

“Don’t get me started,” Grael said in a tired expression.

“She a handful?” I asked.

“Try a saddlebag-full,” Grael nodded. “She’s found her favourite spell: fire, and she adores using it on anything and everything. Even my tail.”

“Poor bastard,” I smirked. “She burned down anything yet?”

“Set her bedroom alight a good few times, aye,” Grael answered. “Nothing too important though. Her careless destruction comes from a place of innocence, whereas yours came from your malevolent need to destroy all that lay before you.”

“I was quite the bastard when I was younger,” I chuckled.

“Excuse me: was?” Grael asked in a joking manner.

“Get fucked, buddy,” I chuckled.

“I shall,” he laughed, pausing for a moment before continuing. “And speaking of bastards, we’ve got one of yours running around the castle as we speak. Making fast friends with her younger aunt.”

“You’re gonna have to be more specific, Grael,” I smirked. “I’ve got more bastards than a chicken has feathers.”

“I’ll give you a hint: it’s not human,” Grael said.

“Can I get a gender, please? Otherwise that still leaves Shanya, Monique, Livila, Oranara, Takeshi, Moradoma, Yani and Nani, and any other animal-girl I’ve stuck it in over the years,” I listed off.

“You’ve never seen them before,” Grael added.

“So that makes it one of the three between Svea, Larra, and Verella,” I said.

“One of the four, Richter,” Grael corrected.

“Someone had twins?” I asked.

“Aye, Larra had two lovely little furballs by the name of Tarra and Marra,” Grael answered.“The naming trend of their family is rather adorable, isn’t it?”

“Aye, that it is,” I nodded. “Defining traits to tell them apart?”

“Tarra’s your regular troublemaker, has lighter blue hair than her sister, and doesn’t care much for education,” Grael explained.

“Takes after me, then?” I joked.

“That she does,” Grael laughed. “And Marra, much like Astraea, has glued herself to Twilight’s legs and never stops reading books or asking Twilight about anything that interests her. Twilight’s been having a field day every time the twins come to visit.”

“What does Tarra do in her spare time?” I asked.

“Trains to fight, mostly. Anything she can get her hands on weapon-wise she wants to train with,” Grael explained. “Prefers maces because-”

“-The feeling of crushing bone and muscle is much more empowering than a clean cut?” I finished off.

“Almost her exact reasoning, minus the experience,” Grael confirmed.

“Daddy’s little psychopath,” I smirked, proud of my girls already.“So is it them staying there this time around?”

“No, they left a few months ago,” Grael answered. “Your wife brought her little beauty to stay here until you return.”

“Wife?” I asked in a confused expression. “I don’t have a wife.”

“Did I not tell you about that?” a third voice chimed in, hijacking the connection between Grael and I. “I could’ve sworn I mentioned something about our mating ritual when it happened, right?”

“No, Svea,” I said, having a weird warmth spread through my body as I heard her voice again. “You didn’t. Care to explain?”

“Of course, My Love,” she agreed. “When the two of us… consummated five years ago, we both formed an unspoken pact that linked our hearts and bodies together permanently. You may have felt it as a special feeling blooming throughout your body at the time? Surely you can feel it now, though?”

“I can indeed,” I nodded. “Do you feel the same?”

“I do,” Svea nodded. “Are you upset that I forgot to inform you of our bonding?”

“That depends,” I shrugged. “What does our little relationship entail?”

“Parenthood and eternal love for one another,” Svea answered. “Though you’re still free to sleep around with as many women as you want, My Dear. Despite our short time together I believe I’ve acquired a good understanding of how you live your life. And to keep your cock restricted to me, despite how much I enjoy it, would only cause you to resent me in time.”

“You’re already the perfect wife just from saying that, Honey.” I laughed.

“I try my best,” she giggled. “So when will you be returning to Equestria? I miss you ever so much.”

“Soon enough, hopefully,” I answered honestly. “Once I’m finished up with a little gang war I kicked off, I’ll come see you and our child.”

“Ceralia, Richter,” Svea informed me. “Her name is Ceralia, and she’s ever so excited to finally meet her Papa.”

“I’m excited to meet her too,” I said with a smile on my lips.

“That’s good to hear, My Dear,” Svea said softly. “Now hurry home. I’m becoming quite lonely on my side of the bed.”

“I’ll return as soon as possible,” I said. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” she giggled before leaving our connection.

“How did she manage to jack our link?” I asked. “It was great to hear her voice again, but how’d she manage it?”

“She literally just placed a hand on my head and read my mind,” Grael answered.“Then just started talking through me.”

“Good to know you can act as anyone’s personal Whisper Gem, isn’t it?” I asked.

“I love it, truly,” he said sarcastically. “Anyway, I’m on babysitting duty for a few hours and need to go put our a curtain fire. I’ll speak with you soon, my friend.”

“You too, bud,” I responded. “Much love.”

“Much love, Richter,” he responded before closing off our link, leaving me alone in my head again.

I’ve missed my family. It only just hit me as hard as it did now that I got to talk to one of them again. Though I apparently have even more family now… and because of most of them being girls, my mind flashed back to the same question Luna had asked me regarding my little sister. I tried to shake my thoughts clear of borderline-paedophilia but could imagine what my girls would grow up to be like based on their mothers’ figures. I’d imagine the twins being big-assed, busty catgirls with Ceralia growing up to be wide, stacked, and very large.

It was a mental image that make my cock twitch excitedly but also made my body shiver in disgust as I remembered that my big, busty, bimbos still needed to grow up from innocent, little girls. I slapped myself across the face as a method to clear my thoughts, standing up in the bath, and trying to get rid of my semi by reciting the fourteen different steps involved in a hidden-blade-equipped disarmament of a plate armour-clad pikeman whilst on uneven terrain.

It didn’t help much, as the thought of the twenty-year old twin catgirls purring the word “Daddy” down my cock was one that was much harder to chase away than I wanted it to be. Now throbbing, I tucked my disgustingly-perverted dick away into my clothing as I got dressed and went to see Luna, seeing her standing at a table with her hand outstretched, a faint blue glow emanating from her palm as she stared at the glowing shrapnel.

“You took a while longer than I thought you would,” Luna said to me as I walked in.

“Grael’s managed to hone his magic skills enough to talk to me at really long distances, Svea jumped on the conversation after a while, and I’m mentally flogging myself trying not to think of fucking my daughters when they come of age,” I blurted out.

Luna looked at me with a cocked eyebrow for a long second before turning back to the shrapnel, twisting her fingers and changing the colour of her magic in a method that I guessed searched it for different things.

“If they’re of age in your fantasy, then what’s the issue?” she asked. “Legal is legal, correct?”

“The problem is that they’re not of age now,” I said. “I’m fantasising about legal women that my little girls will grow up to be. The problem is that there’s something about my underage daughters being attractive enough to me to make me want to fantasise about them when they’re of age, and that fact disgusts me.”

“You’re worried the fantasies might stray lower down than eighteen, right?” Luna asked. “Then ask yourself what the age you consider old enough is.”

“Luna, that is disgusting!” I snapped. “I can’t believe you even just suggested that.”

“I’m not gonna force that belief on you,” Luna shrugged. “But when you get to ninety years old and see a hot young thing at a ball, it’d surprise me if you care whether or not she’s eighteen or sixteen, Richter.”

“We’ll see about that,” I growled.

“Indeed we shall,” Luna shrugged, cutting her magic off and picking up the shrapnel, chucking it over to me and pointing towards the door. “Come on then, My Innocent Little Angel, let’s go find you your cat burglar. That friend you mentioned, do you want her tagging along with us?”

“Yeah, she’s handy to have in a fight,” I nodded.

“Good, know where she lives?” Luna asked.

“No, we were supposed to meet at the Scarred Hound at noon tomorrow,” I answered.

“Ugh, I hate waiting,” Luna growled in annoyance. “Fine. We’ll get our heads down tonight, get up tomorrow, and then go and find your partner in crime and track down this cat burglar of ours, alright?”

“Yes, Ma’am,” I nodded.

“Good, now get to bed and have a nice long jerk about nutting in your daughter’s mouth, Richter,” she grinned, slapping me on the arm.

“Get fucked, Luna,” I growled as she headed out of the room.

I wasn’t planning of jerking off thinking about my daughters.

Then again, I never planned to get Larra pregnant and that ended up happening. I was willing to see how things played out.