The Fallen Vampire

74  Instructor Fenris

Taira tossed the two giggling women onto the bed and immediately started to peel his clothes off layer by layer.

Once the girls saw that he was already staring to get undressed; they both stared at him shamelessly without concealing their lust.

If Taira was honest with himself, he was more than a little thrilled to be receiving looks like this.

The gazes he received from other women on a day to day basis meant nothing to him, but these women always served to make him feel rather bashful.

Just as Taira was about to descend atop the bodies of the two ravenous women, they both held up their hands to stop him.

"W-Wait, wait!" Lucia giggled.

"Yea, don't jump on us yet!"

"Oh? Are my wives afraid now?"

"KYAAA! He called me his wife!!"

"Pfft! Sister, focus!" Enyo chastised.

"Right!"

The girls finally sat up on the bed and gave Taira the most heartbreaking news he could have possibly received in this moment.

"We can't have sex tonight, honey. We have to wait." Enyo said.

"…wut?"

"Well… I told Enyo how lamias typically mate for a whole week and she got really excited about it." Lucia explained shyly.

"So since you have to head back to the auction house soon, we figured that it would be better to wait so that we didn't have to stop in the middle again!" Enyo said excitedly.

Taira fully understood the logic behind the girls' thinking, but that didn't mean that he was fully alright with it either.

"You girls groped me endlessly… and you had this plan in mind the whole time…?"

""Yes!""

"…I want a divorce."

""Too fucking bad!""

The wives slipped out of their own clothes before pulling Taira into bed with them.

As he lay in between the two of them; the sweet scent of their bodies and fruit wine filled his extremely sensitive nostrils.

It was all so alluring and intoxicating that he felt like he wasn't going to be able to abstain for three full days. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

However, Taira was quickly reminded that the glory of being married does not always lie within depravity, but in comradery.

As he lie in bed naked with his two wives under his arms; it would have been easy to mistake them for best friends.

The girls told silly jokes that made Taira laugh in a way that he didn't think he ever had before and chatted about all manner of things.

Everyone's dreams, hobbies, hopes for the future and even plans for a day long date in the city.

With the three of them having so much fun together, it was hours before any of them fell asleep.

Taira was the last one to feel drowsiness as his eyes stared lovingly at the two women who were already asleep in his arms.

'As I had thought… there truly is no place like home.'

-

"Fuck…"

"Is that any way to respond when you meet your benefactor?!"

In a black space located deep within Taira's subconscious, the vampire hybrid stared up at a new face that he recognized instantly.

Despite having never seen this man before, he could feel his identity emanating from his very bones.

He was a tall man, with healthy jade skin and a powerful body littered with defined muscles.

His white hair had a bit of a wild look to it, and fell all the way down to his feet.

He wore elaborate white and gold robes the likes of which Taira had never seen before, and he was immediately impressed by their quality.

His golden eyes were unflinching and caused his gaze to carry an undeniable weight within them.

Where Taira was only in possession of only eight tails, he had the completed nine; along with a pair of fluffy fox ears to match.

How many years had it been since one in the lower realm had seen such a sight as this?

The face of one of the so called gods who ruled this realm.

"How is my sword doing on this day? I see you've brought another woman under your belt, you seem to have more of my-"

"Do not say useless things, Fenris. Intruding upon my dreams is bad enough, but speaking about my wives casually is inexcusable."

It was unclear whether the beast god was amused or enraged by the way that Taira spoke, as evidenced by the predatory smile and horrible pressure that started to leak off his body in droves.

Taira was suddenly overcome with an inexplicable sense of mortal danger the likes of which were nothing short of mythical.

He felt like he was going to go insane from the overwhelming amount of fear that his mortal mind could barely process.

Even in his dreamscape, he fell onto his knees as he choked and coughed violently.

"Tell me now, sword… can you still behave so arrogantly in front of me? You really shouldn't let mere sows make you so sensitive." Fenris asked as he loomed over Taira.

The mere sound of Fenris' voice merely added to the overwhelming symphony of alarm bells that were already ringing like mad within Taira's own brain.

A sane man would have simply lowered his body as close to the ground as it could get and simply waited for this horrible show of force to end.

But while Taira did not particularly consider himself to be insane, he did think that there were certain lines that you had to draw as a man and let no one cross.

For him, those lines were his personal space and his wives.

And even if the one responsible for crossing that line was a god from the upper realm, he had to bite back or else he would not be worthy enough to call himself their husband.

And so he did.

Fenris saw what Taira was about to do before he even did it.

He recognized the tensing of his muscles and the way that his red eyes darted around like they were searching for an opening.

As the man who crowned himself the beast god, how could he not recognize that look?

They say that cornered animals are the most dangerous for a reason.

Taira lunged at Fenris' exposed ankle like a rabbid animal.

Every single one of his teeth had become pointed and sharp; and he set his mind on tearing this old man's flesh from his bone.

He didn't care if the way that he was going about it was cowardly or pathetic.

There was no level he would not stoop to in order to avenge disrespect slung at Enyo or Lucia; it didn't matter how small it was.

Any charge against them had to be repaid in blood.

Taira lunged at Fenris' ankle and was surprised when he passed through it as if it were made of smoke.

Fenris had not moved an inch ever since a few moments ago, and still remained standing with his hands clasped behind his back.

"Your mental power is not strong enough to affect me here, sword. You are far too young."

Before Taira could ask what exactly he was talking about, Fenris kicked him hard in the stomach with minimal effort; sending Taira flying through the air like a kite with it's strings cut.

The pain he felt here was every bit as horrible as it would have been if this were in the real world, making him wonder just how many tricks this god had up his sleeves.

When Taira's body hit the ground, he only had a moment to feel disoriented before the sense of danger he felt within the air multiplied.

Looking up, he could see Fenris shrugging off his robes as his claws lengthened and his body started to grow fur along the arms and chest.

"Listen up, whelp. If you're going to be of any use in a clash against those damn leeches then you require further instruction."

Taira had only just climbed onto his feet when the fallen beast god appeared in front of him and grabbed him forcefully by the neck, holding him in the air.

"Your father taught you to fight like a warrior, your mother taught you how to fight like an assassin, and I am going to teach you how to fight like a beast. Aren't you lucky?"

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