Chapter 28 – The Dates Part 3

Date With Ares ~

While everyone else split up for their prospective dates with shared-mind me, Ares was busy passing orders down to the maids and staff so that the things that needed doing today were accomplished. 

Apparently, there had been a lot of work to do lately, and my wives didn't need my help for any of it. With them being Yanderes and more than a bit crazy, I should probably be worried...But...

'Nah. Going with the flow is much better for my sanity. I planned for too many things when I first came here, only for them to never pan out the way I wanted and blow up in my face. Rather than worry about the minor stuff, I will trust my girls to act in my best interests. It's called delegating and is in no way irresponsible, see? If they want to do nice things for me, I will let them. I need a break anyway, and this is as good of one as I will get for a while.' I think with a sagely nod. 

Was this a bad decision?

Potentially, but, to be completely honest, I don't care anymore. I am a Dragon God, I am preparing a safe haven to outlast the end of the world, and I am stronger than 95% of the planet. If my girls wish to pamper me, who am I to say no?

With that in mind, I hum a happy tune as I turn off the part of my brain I dedicated to worrying about shiz, and I start preparing for the Tenintino Marathon with my lovely drake wife instead.

I was instructed to gather snacks and choose the first movie, and I dutifully completed my job with gusto. Kill Bill is a great way to start a date, right?

I then flop down bonelessly onto the movie pit couch and rest my eyes until Ares was ready to begin. 

Sometime later, I wake with a jolt as I feel a light weight on my back and powerful hands working over my back muscles. 

"Ahhhh~" I moan out shamelessly, only to hear a cute giggle from Ares on top of me. 

She leans down so that her lips are tickling my ear as she whispers, "Turn around to face the TV and I can do this while we start the movie."

I start to argue, something about this date being about us and not me, but Ares will hear none of it. 

"I want to serve you. Will you let me...please?" I look back at her to see she is pouting adorably at me.

"That's not even fair..." I mumble as I comply with her request. She gets off my back briefly to allow me to flip around.

When I turn to face the TV I am greeted with a wheeled cart directly in front of me filled to the brim with hard alcohol of all shapes, types, and sizes. There was everything, from tequila to rum to gin to sake, and I blinked at it all in shock. There were top-shelf bottles that had to cost several hundred thousand yen all the way down to crappy Fireball in a plastic flask-shaped bottle. 

Around the drinks were a set of 6 crystal shot glasses and the lower part of the cart had larger glasses as well as what seemed to be an ice chest with a sliding metal door on the top. 

"You...Really went all out, didn't you?" I ask in trepidation. 

Ares laughs evilly and leans down to plant kisses up my neck as she says sensually, "The others got a lot of firsts from you, but I will be the first to get you shit-faced. I am curious if that will make the sex better or worse...Though I am not sure any of us are ready for you to get better...You broke Suki's mind on our last Orgy Day..."

"Orgy Day is not a...You know what? Fuck it. Sure, I'm game, but you better be ready to beg for mercy." I promise, twisting my body on the couch suddenly and pulling her into a surprise kiss. 

She melts into it and flops down on top of me. We spend the next few minutes making out before she pulls away, her face completely flushed. 

"*Cough* We should...um...We should start the movie now." 

'Ah, how I missed her gap moe tendencies.' I think as I smirk at her adorable bashful expression and nod. 

Ares was a proud and noble drake who had a mouth like a sailor. She was always raring for a fight or a fuck...but she was also incredibly cute and easily embarrassed by affection.

I hit the play button on the remote, move back to my stomach, and ask, "So how is this drinking game gonna work?"

Ares stands up quickly, pours us both a shot of brandy from a gaudy as hell decanter, puts the shots in arms reach of the tray, then hops back on top of me, and begins massaging my back as she answers.

"For Kill Bill? Every death is a shot. We will change up the drinks for each one and I will pick them at random."

I try to sound worried as I answer, but Ares is apparently the best masseuse I have ever had, and my worries all seem to melt away along with my tight muscles. "Won't that like...God, that's good...Won't that kill us or something? I am no expert, but...Shit, right there- Ah!... Won't we get alcohol poisoning or at least get sick from mixing the drinks?"

Ares laughs again and works her magic fingers over my neck as she responds, "No, Zenny, we will be fine. You are a dragon and I am a drake. I am not sure if even this is enough to get you drunk. As for sickness, our magic and natural healing should even us out."

I want to respond. Try to respond even, but all that comes out is mumbled gibberish. 

'This feels too damn good!'

I zone out a bit as I watch the movie and enjoy the massage. 

As time goes by, deaths start happening in the movie more and more, and new shots are poured and consumed. Each time we have to take a shot, I roll over and Ares feeds...waters?...pours them into my mouth for me.

In case you were unaware, there are 97 deaths in Kill Bill Volume 1. That was 97 random shots. 

By the time the movie is over, Ares has worked on my entire body and was just finishing up on my feet. With the combination of the massage and the alcohol, I felt more relaxed than I ever remember feeling since I came to this world. All my muscles felt like jello! 

I did, somehow or other, end up naked by the end of it, but so did Ares, so I was cool with it. Every time she removed a piece of my clothing to better get at a new area to massage, she would remove one as well. It was a surprisingly pleasant side rule to the game, and I quite loved feeling her bare flesh rubbing up against me as she massaged me all over. 

I expected to be plastered at this point, but, honestly, all I feel is a slight buzz.

When the credits start rolling, Ares grabs the remote and queues up Volume 2 as she pours out new sets of shots for us.  

Being the fair man-dragon I was, I push her down onto the couch once she finishes and I do my best to return the favor. I will never claim to be the best at massages, I certainly never gave a full-body one before, but I had magic, so used that to assist me. 

By pulsing out healing magic through my fingers, I soon have Ares singing like a bird. I even add an icy-hot sensation to her most tense muscles that get her toes curling in pleasure. 

Her skin is pale as snow and contracts well to her fiery red hair and eyes. 

Ares is much more...expressive during her massage and I start getting distracted by her beautiful body and jiggly bits. She practically purrs as my erection makes itself known, and wiggles a bit whenever it makes contact with her skin to keep me stimulated as well.

By the end of the second movie, a measly 5 shots later (5 kills in Volume 2), we are both flushed and very turned on. 

She rolls over to face me and I openly appreciate her curves and supple flesh as she blushes from her ears to her chest.

"W-What movie s-should be n-next?" She squeaks out as I eye fuck her. 

"I picked Kill Bill, you pick next," I answer with a growing wicked smile.

Inglourious Basterds was the next pick and Ares and I move to sit next to each other for this one. 

We don't actually get much time to fool around, as there are 531 deaths in this movie. 

Yup. Neither of us remembered there being quite so many...

By the 100th one, we forgo the shot glasses and we each pick a bottle for the other to finish instead. 

Let me tell you, after 633 shots/swigs from various hard liquor bottles...I was sufficiently drunk. We had to drink so much that a new rule was created just for this movie: Each time one of us had to pee, they had to take a long swig from the bottle first as I magicked the waist in our bladders away. 

Apparently, Ares has a small bladder, and she could barely speak by the time the movie ended.

After the fact, this seemed like a really stupid rule, but during? It was fucking hilarious. 

I am not really sure what we watched next, but it didn't really matter in the end. As soon as the next film started, Ares had achieved part 1 of her goal and I was more plastered than I ever had been before in my life. 

Next was part 2.

...

I may or may not have nearly killed Ares with the powerful orgasms I gave her. I definitely cheated by using magic, but, if her screams were any indication, she didn't mind. One thing I found out was that drunk Zeneff is a ruthless and brutal bastard. 

Ares had never deep throated or done anal before that day, and, by the end, she was an expert. 

I never knew a woman could grunt like that, but, hey! It was fun and we both enjoyed ourselves. 

I explored everything she had to offer and we tried every position I knew. Ares was especially partial to doggie with me grabbing hold of her horns. In fact, anything that had to do with me guiding her with her horns seemed to be a huge turn-on for the drake. 

Hell, we even started sex-wrestling at one point...Though I couldn't tell you who won. I think we both did, honestly. 

She wanted to serve, and, boy howdy, did she ever. She earned 5 stars, no question.

I am also pretty sure I took several shots out of very unconventional places on her body, but, to be honest, it all started getting fuzzy after our 30th round. 

Unfortunately, in our animalistic sex haze...we broke a lot of stuff. Like...almost the entire room: The couch, the TV, the entertainment center, the floor, a wall, and, somehow, I even pulled part of the ceiling down at one point. 

All in all, it was a wild, crazy, sexy date that I am proud to say I only remember half of. 

'Aki can't get mad if I don't remember, right?'

* | * | *

Ares flopped one arm over the remains of the couch and wiped some combination of fluids from her eyes to clear her vision. 

Zeneff lay sleeping below her, hugging a half exploded couch pillow with a silly smile and twitching every now and then. His penis, which thankfully wasn't 2 feet long anymore, was still standing at attention and ready for more, but they were both spent and he had the right idea to sleep.

'I'll join him as soon as I am done.' She promises to herself.

This date had been the best night of her life, and, while she hated to part from him for even a moment, there was one thing she had to oversee before she could surrender herself to unconsciousness and cuddle up beside him. 

Ares stumbled over to the shattered remains of the alcohol cart to pick up a pill that was inside a baggie taped to the underside...or had been. The bag was shredded and what remained of the pill was pulverized beyond use.

"Fuck...Ghost 1?" Ares groans out as she grabs her head in an attempt to stop the room from spinning quite so much. 

"Here, my lady." Suddenly a female figure clad in pitch-black ninja garb appeared beside her holding another pill in her hands. 

"Thank The Pantheon," Ares mumbles as she pops the small herbal capsule into her mouth and chews the bitter mixture of herbs. A magical green light surrounds her and clarity returns to her mind. "Much better. Are Divisions 4 and 5 in position?"

"Yes, my lady. They await your command." Ghost 1 answers as she hands Ares a satellite phone. 

Without prompting, two voices sound off over the line.

"General Zork and Division 4 in position, Commander."

"General Hiren and Division 5 in position, Commander."

The rough voices of the demons grate on Ares' liquor-addled mind, but the pill was working wonders to alleviate that. 

"Repeat your objectives for this mission," Ares demands in a clipped tone.

"Ma'am, Division 4 will move in to subjugate the Vampire City from the West. We will allow for the enemy to surrender but destroy any that oppose us." General Zork answers quickly.

"Ma'am, Division 5 is hidden in the forests to the North and will move in 15 minutes after the start of the operation to secure the Vampire King's castle and their leadership. We will cut off escape routes and follow the same directive as Division 4: Allow surrenders, but dust any opposition." General Hiren follows.

"Good. I don't care if that Student Council President cunt is the Vampire King's daughter. Capture her at all costs. She will be brought back here for Suki to...re-educate. Those that surrender willingly are to be treated fairly. They will have the chance at a new life in Celeborn under Zeneff's rule. Those that oppose us non-violently will be enslaved and forced to protect Celeborn's borders from the coming monster hoards. Get it done, men."

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""Yes, Commander!""

Ares hangs up the call and passes the satellite phone back to Ghost 1 before looking around the destroyed room and sighing. "Aki is gonna kill me..."

"Ma'am, Hagiwara is asking for a progress report." Ghost 1 says with no inflection to her voice, though she stares longly at Zeneff from the corner of her eyes. 

In a flash, Ares grabs Ghost 1's cowled face. "You dare defile our God with your unworthy gaze?" She growls out as waves of reddish power and anger radiate off her.

"A-Apologies, my lady, I-I was merely basking in his greatness!"

"You know the rules, you must earn that right. When I killed that useless blue dragon and liberated your drake clan, you swore eternal servitude to Zeneff, to The Pantheon. Would you rather I kill you as I did to the rest of those sullied sluts?"

"N-No, my lady, y-you have been m-most g-generous!"

Ares holds the girl in a tight, painful grip for several more seconds before shoving her away. "Consider this your first and only warning," She says finally in barely a whisper.

Ghost 1 nods several times before disappearing as if she was never there. 

Ares looks back at Zeneff with a content smile before leaving the room briefly to report her progress to Hagiwara. 

'We have worked fast, but not fast enough. This plan of Hagi's is genius, but it will only work while we are an unknown threat to the rest of the world. I need to urge the other wives to hurry up with their objectives. The window of surprise is closing rapidly, and, once we are known, we will have to move much more cautiously. Zeneff deserves only the best, after all, and there is still much to do in order to realize his dream.'

She finishes her report and returns to Zeneff's side, moving him onto the remains of the couch cushions before laying closely beside him and staring down at his face with unending devotion. 

'He may not be the same Zeneff I knew, but he is much better in every way. He has made me the happiest I have ever been and has fully accepted my love for him. It is only right that we wives return his affection in kind: To make his new nation into the shining beacon of the world he dreamt of it being.'

"And not even the Gods can save those who stand in our way..." She finishes with an oath to the heavens as she leans down to kiss him before laying her head on his chest and letting sleep overtake her. 

* | * | *

Date With Samantha ~

"...This is really all you want to do?" I question as we find our seats in the movie theater.

"Yes, Zeneff, this is it. I just want a normal date...I have never actually been on one before and I am curious as to how it feels." Sammy says excitedly as she holds her bowl of popcorn in her hands and wears a beautiful smile. 

She had cast an illusion over herself to make her look like a normal Japanese woman with black hair and black eyes. 

'Well...as normal as she can be. She still looks like the most beautiful Japanese woman in the world. Tall, slender waist, big hips, ass, and breasts, and a face that would put any model to shame.'

"You like this form? I can take it more often if that is more appealing to you?" Sammy whispers with heat in her voice as the lights of the theater start to dim. 

"I love you, Sammy. This is new and you look absolutely gorgeous, sure, but I would not trade your real body for anything," I answer her with conviction, then pause and try again, "...I mean your real avatar body...I still haven't seen anything but glimpses of your real, real body."

Samantha leans over the handrest of the movie theater seat that separates us and pulls me into a passionate kiss. We make out for several seconds, ignoring the looks that others in the theater are giving us before she pulls away with a look of absolute adoration on her face. "You are wonderful, Zeneff."

"I know," I say with a smirk at her.

Since I arrived here, my confidence has taken several leaps forward. Where once I was a nervous wreck around these women, I now feel...somewhat in control and a heck of a lot more comfortable with their affections. 

'I am living the dream!' I think with a smile as the horror movie, "Death By A Thousand Tentacles" starts.

Sammy and had laughed over the title and agreed that we had to see this together - It only felt right, given her body. 

The movie was bad, but we expected as much and just laughed together at the over-the-top CGI and horrendous acting. 

About halfway through, Samantha leans over to me again and whispers in my ear.

"I have heard about other things that couples do during movies, would it be alright if I try it?"

I narrow my eyes and look over at her seductively smiling face. "Since when do you ask permission before-"

Yup. One of her tentacles just undid my pants zipper as another one pulls little Zen free of my boxers. 

I gasp as the sensation of 4 tentacle tips wrap around my member and start working it dextrously in the darkened theater. They move in unison, but pulse at differing tempos, making this the most unique handjob, and the only tentacle job, I have ever received. 

Quite ironic since someone in the movie just exploded as 4 tentacles wrapped around him and ripped him in half.  

"Please don't do that to me," I say as I give Samantha a dead-eyed look.

She giggles softly but noticeably does not answer my request as she leans over the armrest again and starts trailing kisses and lite bites up and down my neck. 

Another two tentacles work their way under my shirt and their tips start circling and rubbing my nipples. 

My eyes start to glaze over as more and more tentacles join their brethren in their work, covering my body and pressing all of my buttons. 

Sammy knew my body better than I knew it myself at this point, and she played me like a virtuoso plays their favorite instrument. 

Not even 5 minutes later I am close to cumming and Sammy leans her head down right as I am about to explode to catch it all in her mouth. 

I sigh in relief at the release...but my relief is short-lived as she does not stop her suckling of my rod and, instead, continues to work more and more of my baby batter out.  

How we are not caught, I can only assume is due to another illusion she puts up, but she is quick to silence my moans and groans with her hand over my lips.

After another few shots, Sammy is no longer content with just her mouth and stands quickly, pulls down her pants, and sits fully on my erect member as she leans back onto my chest. Her tentacles never stop their work on my body, but she does move my hands under her shirt so that I can massage her breasts as we fuck. 

I do not disappoint her as my hands work over their favorite giant toys, and she stops any attempts to hide her voice, moaning loudly in the mildly full theater.

I look around worriedly as she lets out this obvious moan...only to realize that everybody I can see around us seems to be having sex or pleasuring themselves as well. They were not even paying attention to us! 

"W-Wha?" I question, but Sammy turns my head to face her. 

Her eyes glow in a pink hue in the dark theater as she says in a breathy tone, "Look only at me, my Zeneff. I need you, and my need released an aphrodisiac into the air. Look only at me, my love, my treasure, my heart, my everything."

Samantha's eyes glow even brighter pink, and, I swear to God, I see hearts in her pupils. 

'Oh...Oh this isn't going to end anytime soon, is it?'

Nope.

2 hours later, we leave the theater out the back as police are making several public indecency arrests. 

I stare at Samantha accusingly, but she just has a happy smile on her face as she looks and walks straight ahead. 

Sighing and realizing it is not worth fighting it, I grab her hand and walk with her. 

'It felt amazing, so I guess I will count it as a win.'

"Where to next, Sammy?" I ask as I follow her lead. 

"There are several places I want to visit! I want to go to the mall, the aquarium, a cafe, and...Oh! Let's go to an arcade! That sounds fun." She says with an excited smile on her face. 

"Alright...and just to be clear, we are going to enjoy them normally...and not have sex there, right?" I clarify slowly. 

"Can't we do both?" She asks with a cute innocent expression and a tilt of her head. 

'Lord have mercy.'

"Sammy, we don't have to fuck everywhere we-" This is all I was able to get out as suddenly we find ourselves surrounded by 3 big, burly, gangster-looking dudes in suits.

One of them tries to grab my shirt intimidatingly, but I didn't even notice he was there, and instead of stopping me in my tracks, his wrist breaks as I continue forward. 

"Ahhh!" He yells out and the words of intimidation are lost in the middle gangster's throat. 

"What the fuck? Oh, sorry about that...I didn't see you there."I apologize genuinely. These three were mortals, so they were like children to me, and I honestly felt bad for hurting one. I didn't even mean to do it!

"You- You- You mother fucker!" The middle one yells as he sees his friend fall to one knee, holding his broken wrist and gritting his teeth. "You're dead!" 

The two remaining gangsters pull out a switchblade knife and a pipe wrench as they move to swing it at my head. 

Before they can even take a step forward or move their weapons an inch, midnight black pools of magical energy from beneath them and two tentacles each wrap around the men to pull them through the pools. Their screams of fear and agony are cut short almost as soon as they start. In less than a second, the three men disappear entirely and Samantha burps. 

"Excuse me. Now, which location would you like to visit first, Zen?" She asks me cheerfully.

...

I stare at her blankly before nodding a couple of times. 

"You make that movie monster look like an adorable puppy...And the Aquarium sounded nice." I say after several moments of silence. 

"Oh, Zeneff, no need to praise me. Let's go!" She says with a wide, knowing smile before grabbing my wrist and pulling me along with a giggle. 

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4th wall-breaking Zeneff here again! (*^_^)／

Now, I know what you are thinking, "What, no secret plans or Yandere short scene for Samantha?"

And to answer that, I say this: Samantha has never pretended to be anything other than exactly what she is. 

She doesn't need a scene to display she is crazy or scary. She has done that from the beginning, and that is one of the biggest reasons I love her so much!

...

I probably need some psychiatric help...

{You are fine, Zeneff love. - Samantha}

...

You can't just join my 4th wall break!?! How the hell did you- 

Nevermind. I don't want to know. Not gonna open that can of worms. Nope! 

Anyway, See you next time! Peace! (^_-)v

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