Chapter 22: HTSCF CH 021 I want to be the very best like no one ever was. (NSFW)

Beta: Jeannette

A/N: More Pokémon-inspired chapter titles! Also, warning, NSFW in this chapter. What can I say? This is the smut arc.

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In the cave where the bedding was set up—recently replaced by a large bearskin—lighting was poor, as the moonlight reaching through the opening on top of the cave didn't reach there. Three men were lying together, the shortest one in the middle, the black-haired one on his right, and the silver-haired one on his left. 

Though it was dark, beastmen with their keen senses could still see relatively well, even Jun, who could discern that his two perverts were close to losing their control. Jun was staring pointedly at the ceiling of the cave, but the two men were both on their sides overlooking him, their cheeks resting on their palms.

"How old are you, Faye?" Elior asked in a husky voice.

"... 18 soon. And don't call me Faye, call me Jun." If he included the time spent in the past two worlds, he might be around 20, but he had none of his original memory so could he be even older?

"Jun. That suits you better." Elior smiled. "You've been an adult for less than a year. I'm 33 and Azazel is 37."

In other words, they had been bachelors for a very long time and their repressed desires over the years had been stirred by Jun since meeting him. Although Azazel and Elior could be considered "old bachelors," beastmen were capable of living very long lives, as long as there were colossal cores available and they were capable of attaining them, so their age difference with Jun wasn't much of an issue.

"Do you know what happens when you become an adult?" Azazel asked, his hand on Jun's hip. Not waiting for an answer, he continued. "They start searching for a mate."

Elior's hand slid across Jun's chest, lightly touching those soft pale pink nipples. "Become our mate, Jun."

As he fidgeted under their touch, he gave them a mental eye roll. It was always "let's get married" or "you're mine." In this world, those sentiments turned into "become our mate." Though he had known them in this world for a little over a week, combined with the time of the previous two worlds, one could say they had been dating for half a year and had done everything except the final step. 

Jun was still half a virgin. He had always known he was gay and was interested in sex but had never fallen for anyone. He didn't have a type, but he could now say for certain that he had feelings for Azazel and Elior. Whatever misgivings or uncertainties he had before dispelled. 

"Ok."

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Azazel and Elior didn't go any further because Jun had just recovered his voice. When they had rested enough, Azazel picked up the sleeping Jun to take him to the nearby stream and clean up. Elior also helped to scrub him down. 

They realized that their way of life might be too harsh on Jun and began to consider a more permanent solution.

The following week continued similarly, with hunting still a daily event. Whenever they had to clean their meat, wash up or retrieve water to drink, they would have to visit the stream near their cave, which wasn't very convenient. Azazel and Elior were becoming more and more aware of how primitive their lifestyle was.

Before Jun, they lived purely on instinct, hunting when they were hungry and sleeping when they were tired. Finding shelter, as in having a "home" wasn't ever an issue. They changed from place to place erratically, seeming to search for something but they weren't sure what. Now that they found their long-awaited mate, they had to change their ways. Jun was originally part of a tribe, so his lifestyle must have been more stable 

"Where would you want to live?" Elior asked.

Knowing the intent behind the question, Jun thought about it but couldn't come up with an answer. "I've never left the tribe before, so I don't know where would be good."

"Then we'll just keep moving until you find a place you like," Azazel said.

"Ok, that sounds good." 

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In the previous world, he had planned out a road trip with them but it was left unfulfilled. This could be considered their "road trip." As for the protagonist Sorrel, he would soon be setting out with his harem to "enlighten" other tribes, but they should be able to steer clear of him as long as their route was different.

"Where are we going first?" Jun asked.

"To the East," said Azazel. "Where the sea is."

Although the Deer Tribe had many local seasonings to trade for, the one thing they lacked was salt and sugar, which were as difficult to attain as cores for the herbivores. Salt had been monopolized by the Mermen Tribe of the Eastern Sea while the method to make sugar was heavily guarded by the Leopard Tribe in the South.

Jun wondered if somewhere in this world he'd be able to find a tribe that produced tea leaves. Sugar existed and should be easy to acquire because they were rich, and even though he preferred non-dairy creamer merely due to tastes, he could make do with regular milk.

Not long after, they packed up whatever little they had, then visited the Deer Tribe one last time to trade all their beast cores for necessities, since they'd be on the road for some time. Jun wanted to stock up on more seasonings and picked up some cooking utensils, such as a ceramic plate and a ceramic pot. They ended up having to carry more than they thought, but it was no problem for Azazel and Elior in their beast forms. 

The time it would take to reach the Eastern Sea was about a week's travel through the Eternal Forest. They didn't bring any food, as they planned to gather and hunt along the way. By the time they reached the sea, they had already run into 3 packs of velociraptors and 1 T Rex. It was arguable whether they were lucky or not.

Having just taken down the T Rex, Elior laid down on the ground, exhausted. "Why is there a King colossal in the Eastern Forest?"

Jun looked down at him with some concern. "Sorry, it's probably my fault. I really am a harbinger of disaster..."

"Even if you are one, baby, I don't care," Elior replied with a smile.

"Let's eat some of the meat now then find a place to rest for the night," Azazel said as he handed over the King colossal core to Jun, who tucked it into the pouch Elior had sewed for him using some snakeskin he had shed.

They made camp on the beach and Jun took it on himself to prepare their dinner. Though his cooking couldn't compare to Azazel's two previous incarnations, he had learned a few things from the man and was now a "decent cook." He was even almost a good cook. 

Azazel and Elior had eaten Jun's cooking before and they were looking forward to it. Who knew that some of those vegetables the herbivores and females ate could be so delicious if prepared properly?

For a month they stayed by the seaside, interacting with the Mermen Tribe. Mermen were water beastmen with many clans, and the ones the trio were in contact with were the Blue Tails. Exactly how it sounded, their fish tails were blue. They were the most notorious clan because they were the only ones willing to trade with the land beastmen the Mermen saw beneath them.

Colossal cores were always a hot commodity, and similar to how they were difficult to obtain for the herbivorous tribes, it was the same for the Mermen. This was not because they were weak, but because colossals didn't number much in the sea. With the ones they recently collected from their travels, they were able to trade for more salt—their supply was dwindling—seafood, and other goods.

Jun was most thankful for seafood, which gave him more variety in regards to food. Lately, it seemed like all they had been eating was dinosaur meat. Although it was delicious and extra nutritious for beastmen, the taste was starting to wear on him.

"If you want more, I can just go gather it for you," Elior said, as he watched Jun eat some raw oysters. The smell was too much and the taste too fishy for him, but he was willing to do anything to make Jun happy.

"Can you swim?"

"I'm an amazing swimmer."

"Hmm." Jun thought about it then shook his head. He didn't want Elior to go out of his way for something they could effortlessly trade for. Besides, the colossal cores had to be used up since they were just weights that couldn't be stored conveniently. 

Azazel was looking at Jun's top with scalding eyes while he waited for him to finish eating. Jun knew what was coming, as it had been the same thing for every night since they started trying to live by the seaside.

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A/N: Smut is hard to write! I admire those erotic fiction writers. Jeebus. Next chapter, Jun finally loses his virginity. (゜ロ゜) So do Azazel and Elior but that's not important lol?

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