364My great thanks toFoxling, who kindly chose to use some of his free time to be my beta reader!
The Hunter's Dream.
"Mmmmh~!"
"That's so good~!"
"Even I never had food that good!"
My wives and I looked on with amusement at Eileen, Maria and Annalise, all of whom were currently devouring their desserts like it was made of pure conceptual happiness.
They were blushing brightly, considering the rather lewd moans escaping them, but the food was too good, and they just couldn't help themselves.
Not that my wives didn't understand, since they were all too familiar with my cooking by this point.
"I'm starting to understand how you have so many women in your bed, if you're as good a cook as you're a lover." Eileen said, staring at her piece of strawberry cake like it was made of purified Old Blood. There was downright reverence in her gaze as she beheld the cake.
"Attract them with your body, make them stay through their stomachs. Truly a wicked hunter through and through." joked Maria, wielding her spoon like she would wield her blade.
"It seems I hast underestimated thee yet again." mused Annalise, who had let go of her royal "We" for the time being. Partially because she wasn't being a queen now, and partially because havingAzathothright there being relaxed made Annalise choose to follow suit. "A womanizer thou may be, but a truly skilled Chef thou art as well. Thee determination to seduce women must be commanded, for not even my royal chef can cook this well."
"Hmph! His desire to slake his lust is as impressive as his power. At least he's willing to put in the work to make us all feel appreciated." Tatsumaki declared, throwing me a vaguely annoyed look.
"You say that, but you're as eager as he is to fuck. And you're more than happy to use your powers to fuck the rest of us, as well!" drawled Nyarlathotep, a wicked smirk on her face as Tatsumaki's redeemed from embarrassed anger at being called out.
"I don't want to hear that from you, you shameless slut! We all know how much you like Aeon to punish you in the sex dungeon!" growled Tatsumaki.
"You make it sound like you wouldn't enjoy Aeon punishing you, too~!" purred the Crawling Chaos. "We all know that tsundere like you are weak to a big, fatcock-"
"You-!"
"If you don't want to both be punished, I'd like you two to calm down." Oedon said with a kind voice that nonetheless made both women stiffen.
Oedon's smile widened. "We have guests after all, it would be a terrible thing to not be perfectly courteous while in their presence. I would be most…displeasedif that was to happen."
Tatsumaki crossed her arms over her considerable chest and looked away, pouting, while Nyarlathotep merely smiled. "But of course, Oedon."
"... That's a new one." Eileen muttered while peering at Oedon like she was looking at a strange, eldritch thing suddenly crossing her path.
Oedon merely smiled serenely. "I have had ample time to get experienced in ensuring that all living under this roof remains at peace with one another."
A few of my wives shivered.
"Oedon can get scary when she's angry." Claire muttered while warily glancing at Oedon, though there was a spark of amusement in her blue eyes.
A few other women nodded, remembering times where Oedon had to put her foot down to keep the peace.
Harem management suited my first wife quite well, as she had the patience, love, and yet sternness required for it.
Which left Azathoth, as my actual Queen, to merely look on with amusement at the whole situation.
"Your first wife is as useful as ever. Ah, if only I had her back when Nyarly was born! It could have saved me so many headaches!" she mused.
The Crawling Chaos opened her mouth, took one look at a smiling Oedon, and quite clearly thought better of saying whatever she was about to say.
Oedon, despite not moving an inch, somehow radiated smugness anyway.
Yog, Yad and Shub all stared, still getting used to seeing a submissive Crawling Chaos, before they all shook their heads in wonder.
"Reminds me to throw Oedon at her the next time I foresee Nyarlathotep about to do something we'd disapprove of." joked Yog at Aza.
"I fear that we'd have to attach the first to the second at the hip, in that case, because she'd spend all her time watching over her." deadpanned Aza, her lips twitching.
"You know I can hear all of you, right?" sarcastically asked Nyarly.
"That's the best part!" cheerfully replied Yog.
Rebecca shook her head in faint wonder. "Some days, it really feels like I've been suffering from a fever dream, or that I've gone mad. Here I am, sitting with Gods and Queens, listening to them argue and throw sarcastic barbs at each other."
Jill patted her shoulder with a knowing look.
"Hang in there Rebecca. It may be crazy, but it's all true." A grin crossed her lips. "Besides, you're enjoying this as much as I am."
Rebecca blushed slightly at being called out, but nodded all the same. "True." She took another spoonful of cake, moaning softly. "Also, I could have never dreamt that such good food existed!"
That earned her a few nods of agreement.
"That, and you're looking forward to the seconddessertas much as the rest of us." Lucy pointed out with a grin.
Rebecca blinked, then blushed as she got her meaning.
"So are you! I'm certain that you're already picturing me with my head between your legs!" accused Rebecca while pointing dramatically at the goddess with her spoon.
"Guilty. But then again… I know that you love it~!" Lustfully and cheerfully declared Lucy.
Rebecca's cheeks darkened, and she grumbled under her breath while looking away.
"Face it Rebecca, you're as lustful as I am when it comes down to it." Teased Claire with a grin.
"I'm not-" Rebecca tried to defend herself.
Tried.
"You've been eye-fucking Aeon all dinner." Bluntly said Claire, blue eyes twinkling with mirth. "Girl, I've seen you suck that spoon in your hand, and we both know you weren't thinking of the spoon when you were doing that."
Rebecca flushed, before her green eyes flashed with determination to stand her ground.
"You say that like you haven't been doing the same! I know that the moans you released while eating the cake were too lewd to be real, you kept sending looks at Aeon every time you did it to see if he'd notice and get aroused!"
"I did notice." I spoke up. "Both of you… and the others, too." I glanced at Summer Rose, the Earth version, whose blue eyes sparkled with lust-filled delight at being caught, while her silver-eyed twin looked to be stuck between embarrassment and her own arousal at her twin's actions.
"In our defense, we all know that we shall spend the night having sex. And with new lovers to welcome, it would be strange to not be excited." Alexstrasza pointed out with twinkling red eyes, who glanced at the three new women sitting around the very large and long table we were all gathered around. "I for one am eager to get to know your new consorts. Especially considering the parts they all played in the tale of your first journey as the Good Hunter."
"We didn't do much." grumbled Eileen. "Aeon did most of it all by himself. Frankly I couldn't have kept up with him after a while anyway."
"Having fought the Orphan of Koss by his side, I can confidently say that a part of me is relieved at having kept that sort of insanity to a limited amount." deadpanned Maria, much to the amusement of Annalise and Eileen.
"One does not simply slay gods." The Queen of Cainhurst glared at me. "Or rather, it should not be that way. But as always,someonehere cares not about such inconsequential mortal logic."
"Skill issues." I deadpanned in reply, my lips twitching in amusement.
Annalise glared harder, while Eileen and Maria shared a fond, if exasperated, look.
"Most Hunters aren't capable of killing gods, Aeon. In fact, most hunters aren't capable of fighting gods at all." Eileen pointed out sarcastically.
I stared blankly at her, before I repeated my words with growing amusement.
"Skill issues."
Maria pinched the side of her nose, looking stricken by a sudden headache.
Eileen looked like she either wanted to punch me or get drunk.
Annalise was just shaking her head, looking supremely unsurprised by my words.
"The matter of skill aside," spoke up Yog, who was staring intently at me, "there is the matter of whatever you're planning for tonight. I can tell it's something big, but not what exactly."
That drained my amusement away as I turned far more serious, my eyes flickering towards Oedon.
I hesitated, which was not missed and only made everyone more curious, before I took a deep breath and looked Oedon right in the eyes.
"My love… I'd like to have a child with you." I told her earnestly, while Oedon froze, sucking in a deep breath as her red eyes went wide, a raging storm of emotions going through her as I finally brought up a subject I never dared to before.
My other wives inhaled sharply as well, understanding perfectly the weight of what I just did, their eyes widening and their bodies tensing as I willfully stepped right into an emotional minefield.
I glanced at my other lovers, my smile gentle and loving. "And of course, the same is true for any of you who are willing to go for it right now. I know that some of you aren't ready yet-" My eyes met the silver eyes of Summer from Remnant, before glancing at Eileen, Maria and Annalise, before I went back to look at Oedon. "-but with Aza now pregnant, and with me having returned to Yharnam, I believe that it is time."
Aza smiled brightly at the reminder of her pregnancy, a hand going over her belly, though her golden eyes shone with sympathy as she looked at the frozen Oedon, who looked at me like she didn't know what to feel over my request. Her blood-red eyes trembled with the weight of the conflicting emotions warring within her heart, stuck between her love for me and the weight of past trauma.
I smiled at her, knowing it was time to strike the killing blow on said trauma.
"Though in your case, my love, I have something specific in mind. Something that I've been waiting a long, long time to make possible." I declared… before bringing out Mergo's soul in my right hand.
Oedon took one look at what I was holding and let out a choked sound, somewhere between a sob, a wail, and a cry of pure sorrow, love, and joy. Her entire body shook from the strength of her emotions, tears filling her red eyes in an instant. I could feel her True Self frantically looking for where Mergo should have been, only for my own True Self to remove the veil hiding the truth until now, showing that yes, this was indeed Mergo's soul I was holding.
My other wives quickly understood what was going on, gasps and shocked exclamations filling the air as they all understood exactly what I was doing and proposing. Azathoth and the other eldritch goddesses were looking at me and Oedon with delighted smiles on their faces, eager to see an old tragedy made right at last. Azathoth was almost glowing with pride, and Shub-Niggurath was literally vibrating in her seat from excitement and joy.
My gaze flickered towards a nearby Cthylla, the daughter of Cthulhu in her maid outfit staring wide-eyed at everything suddenly happening.
I smiled at her.
"The whole thing with Cthylla and Cthulhu confirmed that it was possible for Eldritch gods to be literally reborn. And then I thought that there was no better way for you, Oedon, to overcome your past-" I held up Mergo's soul higher. "-than to successfully give birth to the very child that left such a deep wound over your heart. I already brought back Queen Yharnam and the Pthumerians. Now…"
I looked deeply into the tearful blood-red eyes of my first wife, a smile of pure love and joy on my lips. "It is time for you to heal, Oedon, and to truly be the mother you always wanted to be."
We all watched in respectful silence as Oedon stared at Mergo's soul with a kaleidoscope of emotions. From sorrow and pain, to joy and wonder, all the way to the eldritch, overwhelming love that Great Ones held for their children.
For a moment that seemingly stretched for eternity, Oedon did not move, did not even breathe, the facsimile of humanity forgotten under the weight of this moment.
She merely stared at the glowing form of Mergo's soul, tears streaming down her cheeks as her blood-red eyes shone with a thousand different emotions stronger than anything a mortal woman could ever experience.
And then, with a trembling, hesitant hand, she slowly, very slowly reached out towards Mergo, stopping several times, visibly terrified at the mere idea of her touch risking his very being.
Just as she was about to touch her son's soul, she stopped, her tearful blood-red eyes looking up into my own eyes, a deeply vulnerable, naked look of pure terror and hope both shining in her eyes, as if she was silently asking, begging me if it was truly okay for her to hold him.
I smiled and nodded slowly, my expression radiating only pure love and trust. Oedon swallowed thickly, nervously, and then looked back at Mergo.
She stared at him, one last moment of hesitation stretching onwards… and then her eyes flickered with sudden resolve, as she slowly, carefully cradled Mergo's soul in her hand, holding him as if it was the most fragile and precious thing in existence… and for her, it might as well be right now.
She cradled his soul in both of her hands, bringing him close to her chest. For a long moment she merely stared, transfixed, as if she couldn't believe what she was looking at.
More tears fell down her cheeks, her lips moving as if to speak but no words left her mouth, before she looked back up at me, as if once again silently wondering if this was all real and she couldreallydo this.
"Go on." I told her softly, encouragingly. "I swore that I would make you happy. That I would heal all of your wounds. And while I apologize that it took so long… you know I always keep my promises, eventually."
The look on her face as she stared at me… it simultaneously broke my heart, and made me feel like the happiest man in existence.
The pure, absolute look of love and devotion on her face… if I had the slightest, most miniscule doubt that this woman didn't love me with all of her heart and soul before, it was now gone. The sheer strength of it all, that I could feel through my Empathy, left even me breathless and awed. Her blood-red eyes shone with such pure, inhumanly strong love… I felt like I could drown myself for an eternity in the sea of warmth she looked at me with.
Then Oedon looked back down at Mergo's soul, and with trembling hands, brought him up against her belly, right over her womb.
A moment later the light of his soul disappeared from view, sinking into her body. And then I felt it, along with every goddess present: the feeling of a new life now safely inside of Oedon's womb, bound to one of her eggs, waiting for me to fertilize it so that he could one day be born once more into the world,properlythis time.
Oedon let out another choked sob, a new wave of warm tears falling down her cheeks, her hands resting tightly around her womb, before she looked up at me with awed wonder and overwhelming joy shining bright in her eyes.
"I can feel him." she whispered, a wobbly, yet utterlybrilliantsmile on her lips. "Good Hunter, I canfeelhim…"
She slowly got up her chair, before she knelt in front of mine, taking my face in both of her hands, her blood-red eyes looking at me with that awe-inspiring look of pure devotion and love.
"Thank you." She whispered, her True Self speaking through her lips with the full might of her entire being. The words of Thanks echoed with the sheer strength of her True Self's emotions, and the sheer power in those two words could have shattered the minds of every living thing across entire multiverses if it had been directed elsewhere than entirely at me.
Then she leaned forward, kissing me deeply, lovingly. Not passionately, but instead with the kind of tenderness that few could imagine even capable of existing. Her soft lips pressed tightly against mine, her tongue moving slowly as she made sure to pour everything she felt, every bit of love, gratitude, joy, and more into that kiss.
After a while, time itself having seemingly paused as I lost myself in the infinitely tender and loving kiss my first wife gave me, to the point that I could scarcely register anything beyond it, she slowly pulled back, a brilliant smile on her lips holding more warmth than every star in an universe combined.
"Make love to me." she said softly. "Let us make Mergo our child in truth. Let me show you how much I love you, dear Aeon. For now and until the rest of eternity if you so desire, make love to me.I am yours." The last three words echoed with purestTruth, so strong and unshakable that the Omniverse would sooner cease to exist that those words would lessen in strength.
I smiled, my hands reaching out and taking her by the ass as I stood up. Her legs instantly wrapped around my waist and her arms around my neck as her already brilliant smile grew even more bright somehow.
With difficulty, I temporarily looked away from the wondrously beautiful goddess in my arms to look at my other lovers, finding not a single dry eye across the entire room of women who looked like they all wanted to cry from the beauty and romance of the last few minutes.
EvenNyarlathotep'sexpression had softened slightly.
I tried to give them a wry smile, but in the end I was probably beaming brightly like the idiot in love that I was.
"Everyone… let's go to the bedroom. I'm not letting any of you leave until we're all completely satisfied."
The mad scramble that ensued was, a distant part of me remarked, incredibly funny.
And entirely understandable.
I kicked the door of the bedroom open, quickly walking towards the massive bed while still holding Oedon, the two of us kissing each other passionately.
With a flex of my powers, I created enough clones to make sure all of my lovers would get one, while also removing my and Oedon's clothes.
My first wife moaned harder, feeling my rock-hard cock now resting against her belly, pushing her breasts against my chest, her blood-red eyes burning with lust, desire, love and joy.
I brought us to the center of the bed, before letting Oedon's body lie on the bed, though she kept her arms and legs firmly wrapped around me.
"Take me." She whispered, her True Self's presence filling the air with her power and desires.
Around us, my other lovers joined us in the bed with their own clones of me, moans and gasps of lust and delight echoing in the room.
With a lust-filled grin, my hands gripped her toned thighs, Oedon letting me push her legs up… and then back down, her feet now by the sides of her head, putting her in a mating press position.
Oedon blushed prettily at the move, but her eyes literally glowed with delight and lust as she looked up at me.
She wanted this. She wanted me to breed her, to mix my own self with the egg holding Mergo's soul. To claim her utterly and make her the mother of my children in truth.
Even with the lingering shadows of trauma in her eyes, she wanted this far, far too much and trusted me, loved me, too much to even have the slightest hesitation.
Even if a part of her still feared that things would go wrong and she'd end up dying in childbirth… she simply loved me so much that she was willing to gamble it all anyway.
Seeing this, the depth of her devotion and love for me, I was awed and humbled all over again… and swore that she would get to happily raise Mergo this time.
I'd sooner shatter the omniverse that let the tragedy of Queen Yharnam happen again on my watch.
I leaned down, kissing her again… then I entered her, Oedon shivering and moaning in delighted bliss as I pushed my length deep inside of her wet sex.
Around us, the same happened with my other lovers, though not all of them I fucked in the mating press position. Tatsumaki was actually the one on top, her smile wide and gaze hungry, green eyes glowing with divine power as she moaned in pleasure and sank deeper over my dick. Rebecca was in a simple missionary position, clinging onto me with all of her strength as she locked her feet behind my clone's back, her own green eyes blazing with lust as she kissed my clone passionately.
The second one on top was Maria, who was staring down at my clone with all the pent-up lust of a woman who had a lot of stress to remove, and an absolute desire to not leave the bed until she was completely fucked silly.
"Aaah… Foock, you're big!" groaned Eileen, her accent thickening as she too wrapped her legs around my waist and eagerly welcomed me inside of her. "Gods, you're going so deep!"
As for Annalise…
"Yes! Yes! Gods, yes!"
That clone of me brought out the crown Annalise gave me and put it on his head, letting it be the only thing he was wearing. It was working wonders on my new queen, who was holding my clone for dear life as I began to fuck her with deep, passionate thrusts, her red eyes fixed on my face framed by the glittering crown on my head.
Azathoth took one look at the sight, blinked, and pouted over not being the first to think of that… before smiling brightly when my clone brought the crown she gave me and put it on his head too.
"Oh, Beloved, you look perfect like this!" She giggled happily before moaning just as happily when my clone began fucking her.
"Yes! Yes! Breed me! Give me your babies!"
The other goddess just as eager to be impregnated was Shub-Niggurath, who was arching her back and holding me tightly as my clone fucking her roughly. She was continuously pleading with me to breed her, which considering she was a submissive with the biggest impregnation kink in existence… really wasn't surprising.
The third woman on top was Lucy. The blonde woman eagerly bouncing on my clone's dick while grinning at me widely. As one of my oldest lovers, she'd been waiting for a long time for me to impregnate her and actually start a family together.
"It is in the nature of living beings to want to propagate one's genes." She purred. "And I intend to propagate mine far and wide." Her grin widened. "No disagreement, I hope?"
"None." My clone lustfully growled back, his hands squeezing her heavy mounds and idly wondering just how much bigger they'll get once she's pregnant.
Nusha, the Great Old One of Blood, was on her back, kissing me while also muttering to herself in excitement over what our children would look like. Since usually all of her daughters were essentially lesser clones, this would be her first child who wouldn't be a replica of herself.
I could feel how excited she was at the thought. And not just by the way she was passionately rolling her hips back against my waist to try and make me cum faster.
Another excited queen with a thing for breeding was Alexstrasza, the blessed of Oedon, positively beaming with joy even as she gasped in bliss as my clone fucked her hard into the mattress of the bed. As a Dragon Queen, she had many children in the past, but it's been a while since her last one and she was clearly eager to make up for lost time.
"Hmm… maybe a dozen will be a good start. For now." She purred, red eyes glinting with eager delight at the thought of all the divine dragons that she would happily give birth to in the future.
My clone laughed at her. "Justa dozen, huh? Do you want them one by one or in groups?"
She bit her lips, hesitating, before grinning. "Two per pregnancy sounds good."
"As the lady wishes." My clone whispered back, before kissing her passionately, a kiss happily returned.
"Oh! Oh! Oh fuck, yeeesss!"
Both Summers were quite happily bouncing on my dicks, both of them having chosen to be on top for this first round, though the Summer from Earth had the added anticipation of being a soon-to-be mother. I could feel the hints of guilt, regret, and sadness from the Summer of Remnant at not being able to have a child with me right now, so my clone rose up and kissed her gently before smiling at her.
"It's alright." My clone told her. "We'll have our time eventually. We're immortal. We have all eternity to get there."
Summer's silver eyes shone with tears at my loving understanding, and she grinned. "Once I'm ready… we'll have as many children as you want." She swore, a glint of eagerness in her eyes.
"I look forward to it… but in the meantime, I can certainly enjoy preparing for that day!" My clone whispered lustfully before sucking on one of her nipples, Summer moaning in approval and wrapping her arms around my clone's head.
Claire and Jill were both being fucked in mating press positions. Claire's arms wrapped around my shoulders while Jill's wrists were pinned above her head by my clone's hands, leaving her to moan, gasp and writhe helplessly beneath me.
"Fuck! Harder! Harder, you bastard! Yeees!" She gasped, her eyes rolling in her head as my clone's dickhead pushed straight into her womb. Jill, much like most of my lovers, had come to greatly enjoy the benefits of our size differences, and she loved being folded in half and pinned down before being fucked silly.
"Do it! Knock me up! Give my brother a sea of nieces and nephews for him to dote on! Fuck, don't you dare stop!" Claire gasped while my clone kept fucking her hard into the matress, blue eyes wild and a delighted grin on her lips as she clung to me with her arms while her feet bounced in the air at my every thrusts.
And then there was Nyarlathotep, who I knew well enough that not only did I put her in a mating press position, I also created ropes to bind her with, and a ball gag to silence her.
Her red eyes easily showed the sheer lust coursing through her however, as my clone brutally fucked her with all of his strength, deliberately making it as rough and painful as possible. Knowing that not only could she take it, she outright enjoyed the vicious fucking I was giving her, my clone's body pinning hers against the mattress, his hands keeping her legs bent back fully, while her arms were bound behind her back.
"Hmmmph! Hmmmh! Hmmmmph~!" She moaned in her ball gag, red eyes darkened by lust and pleasure staring into my clone's cosmic eyes and his wide, smug smirk as he brutally fucked her raw.
All of my wives and lovers, old and new, were left moaning in bliss, but my own eyes were firmly transfixed by Oedon's blissful expression. Mouth open, gasping moans pouring forth like water, her blood-red eyes shining with love and delight as I bred her raw. Her entire expression was one of pure love and complete joy, her white hair surrounding her face like a halo…
"Stars, you'rebeautiful." I couldn't help but whisper in awe.
Oedon laughed breathlessly, before she smiled brightly back at me.
"I'm already all yours Dear Aeon, no need to look at me like that." She said, but I could feel her joy and pride at my words.
"On the contrary." I disagreed, putting even more strength into my thrusts and making Oedon's eyes close as she groaned in bliss, her body rocked every time I hilted myself inside of her. "I want to make sure that you never forget or doubt it. You are beautiful, inside and out, and I'm going to say those words for the rest of eternity."
Oedon bit her lips hard, her sex clenching tightly around my length. The lust and love in her eyes only grew as I struck her heart with the most deadly weapon of all: earnest truth.
"Aeon…" She whispered, for once unable to find her words. But she hardly needed to say anything when I felt her emotions… and saw them so clearly in her eyes.
I smiled, my human body falling away to reveal my true cosmic form. Oedon groaned in bliss as my now cosmic flesh hit all of her pleasurable spots along her sex to absolute perfection for maximum pleasure. My other wives and lovers reacted just as loudly and with delight as my change rippled throughout all of my bodies. My newest lovers, Maria, Eileen and Annalise gasped loudly as they experienced true Eldritch sex for the first time.
I was hitting the walls of their cunts with a cock made of raw space-time continuum. Universal concepts made manifest and metaphysical flesh sliding deep inside of their bodies, rippling through their very souls.
All of my lovers were seeing stars as I hilted myself within them, and it was far more literal that should be possible. Every time I pulled back, they groaned as they felt like a black hole was left behind, waiting to be filled by my next thrust.
The impossible cosmic flesh fit their pussies to impossible perfection, stroking and caressing and rubbing in ways unnatural by normal flesh, leaving all of my lovers whimpering and shaking in inhumanly strong pleasure, before my mind reached out and combined with that of all of my lovers.
All of us could feel each other's passion, love, lust and pleasure, and all of my lovers cried out in happiness at the sensations threatening to overwhelm them.
I grin a smile made of starlight, and began fucking each of them as hard as their bodies could allow, while shapeshifting some cosmic tentacles to start fucking their assess as well.
They cried out louder, the double-penetration giving my cosmic flesh even more to work with to bring them all pleasure, and I saw through the eyes of all of my bodies the open-mouthed and wild-eyed expressions of inhuman bliss they were all experiencing, the non-goddesses amongst my lovers especially as they were less capable of handling what I was putting them through.
Not that I started holding back. The opposite in fact, as the bedroom fell away, replaced by the cosmic void. Twinkling stars greeted us in silent delight as all of our bodies writhed in the darkness of space that wasnotspace.
The cosmic void surrounded the bodies of all of my lovers, wrapping them in perfect form-fitting cocoons of metaphysical concepts and eldritch divine powers, all of which had only one purpose: to bring pleasure.
Every single centimeter of skin, every single part of their bodies was caressed, stroked, hugged, fondled, and embraced to perfection to make my lovers all lose their minds to inhuman heights of ecstasy.
Their voices cried out in the false void in their first climaxes, but the pleasure did not stop, did not weaken, and in fact only grew stronger and all-consuming by the moment, until it was all they could feel and focus upon.
The cosmic void that was not true cosmos butflesh that was not fleshrippled, while distant stars that were not stars, butcosmiceyesstaring at the writhing forms crying out in bliss, twinkled with eldritch delight. The cosmic tentacles now repeatedly fucking all three holes of every one of the gathered women, pumping in and out of their bodies in ways that should not be possible. Defying physics to ensure a continuous stream of pleasure kept assaulting the women's minds at all times. The cosmic void that was no such thing now pressed down on the women from all around them, doing the same as the tentacles by stroking and caressing and rubbing all over them, adding yet more bliss than before. Their asscheeks were squeezed, their breasts groped, their nipples sucked, bitten, and twisted, teeth made of space-time leaving love bites all over their necks and bodies.
My lovers writhed, moaned and climaxed, only the strongest-willed amongst them able to keep their minds from being overwhelmed completely…
And then I ceased holding back, and eldritch divine seed finally filled their bodies and flooded their fertile wombs.
Cum that was more than mere organic seed rapidly filled their wombs, claiming fertile eggs and thus ensuring a thoroughly eldritch child would be born from their bodies, eventually. The certainty of impregnation, the feeling of new life blooming within their wombs, sent my wives climaxing hard, howling in delight in the cosmic void. Sweaty bodies shook and hips rolled as they eagerly welcomed more and more of the eldritch seed within their bodies. Even those of my lovers who weren't ready for a child still came hard, the ripples effect of being connected bodies, minds, and souls, making them cum just as hard through sympathetic resonance.
My True Self felt their joy, their awe, their wonder, and love at the knowledge, the absolute certainty that they were now pregnant with my children, and I mentally smiled.
But the night was still young… And I was far done with them.
My lovers felt my resolve to keep fucking them. Lust, love, and desire mixed in our minds as they wordlessly begged me to keep going, and so I did.
In a dark void that was no void at all, watched by stars that were the twinkling eyes of an outer god, fucked by tentacles that were made of metaphysical concepts made manifest, my lovers kept writhing in bliss and cumming hard for a long, long time in this place where Time itself had no more meaning than the existence of Yog and Yag themselves.
As I peered into the present and future, seeing what I had accomplished and what was to come, all I felt was the pride of a father who was about to get a great many new children to love.
While in the background, Oedon's True Self radiated pure, absolute[LOVE]at me, her physical body passionately shuddering in bliss within the tentacles covering her as she gave herself fully to me, not a single regret within her heart.
At last, I had upheld my last oath to her, in making her a mother.
And that… that felt incrediblysatisfying.
After the hours (or was it eons?) of delightful sex that my lovers and I had, the vast majority of said lovers had finally passed out, happily cuddling in the arms of my clones as they slumbered with deeply satisfied expressions, even in sleep.
Not all of them were asleep however, such as Oedon, lying on top of me, gently caressing her own belly with one hand, and my chest with the other.
My arms were wrapped around her body, keeping her firmly pressed against myself, much to her satisfaction.
"I've been simultaneously looking forward to and dreading this day for so long." Mused Oedon thoughtfully, her blood-red eyes staring blankly at her hand caressing my chest. "And now that it is here… all I feel is wonder, joy and peace."
"No fear?" I inquired gently.
Her lips quirked upwards into a thin smile. "I would be lying if there still wasn't a part of me that was utterly terrified, but…" The hand over her belly tightened its grip on her skin. "It's worth it. Our son is worth it."
I glanced at Oedon's womb, feeling and seeing through cosmic eyes the way that Mergo had been changed by my power, and the way he was settling in for the long pregnancy to come. The child, even yet unborn, technically, still radiated contentment to my senses.
Eldritch deities were bullshit that way, even ones yet born.
I put one of my hands over her own, smiling gently. "I told you. I swear that this time, things will go well. I won't let it be otherwise."
Oedon looked up at me with emotional red eyes, wanting so deeply to believe me fully, though I could tell a small part of her was still traumatized enough by the past to worry, fear, and doubt.
"He's right, you know." Spoke another of my wives who was still conscious. Azathoth had one of her own hands upon her own pregnant belly, a gentle smile on her lips as she looked at Oedon. "Beloved would sooner fight the entirety of my Creation than let you suffer as you've suffered yet again." Aza's smile grew. "And I'll be right there with him. I've come to enjoy your company, Oedon. And I'm greedy enough that I want those I love to stay by my side for eternity."
Oedon stared back at the Queen of the Eldritch, before smiling back at her. "Then I'll be in your care, both of you." She told us, and Aza puffed up with satisfaction, a grin on her lips, while I leaned down to kiss Oedon on the top of her head. "Always." I swore to her.
Oedon snuggled deeper against my body, clearly enjoying its warmth, while I glanced at Azathoth. "Speaking of loved ones, how are things with you and your Avatar? It's been some time since I last asked."
Aza beamed at me with a brilliant smile, full of happiness and gratitude.
"Oh, it's been wonderful! She's so very happy these days, now that the Shan are back. Thanks to you, she's been working non-stop to make sure their return would be as smooth as she can make it. Thankfully, nobody had any desire to cause issues when you're the one who brought everyone back, Beloved, so for the most part she's been focusing on re-establishing old diplomatic relations once more and getting the ancient trade deals restarted. She's crawling under the weight of all her duties these days, and she couldn't be happier about it!" cheerfully said Aza.
"That's good to hear." I told her with clear satisfaction in my voice. "And from a personal point of view?"
Aza's smile softened, a fond expression on her face. "It's been good. Even with how busy she's been, we've found time to talk, and it's… slow going, there's a lot that we needed to talk about since the tragedy of her people happened. But… we've been making steady progress. Maybe one day, it'll be as if nothing happened. For now… for now, we're working through things. But we're proper friends once more, and that's…"
She trailed off, before kissing the clone of me currently hugging her.
She eventually pulled back, a warm smile on her lips.
"That's very good." She said quietly, but with eyes blazing with relief, joy, and gratitude.
"Good. If I can help you all with anything, feel free to ask. In the meantime, I'll probably join her and your surrogate for lunch one of these days. I really need to properly sit down and get to know those two, after all this time." I told her.
Aza merely giggled. "It hasn't been more than a blink of an eye since you rose to your throne, Beloved. It's okay if you wait even years before properly sitting down with them, you know?"
"Just because I could doesn't mean I should." I disagreed. "Besides, both of them are important to you in their own way, and I shouldn't neglect people that you cherish. Especially after you've been so eager to meet everyone that I know and love."
Aza smiled warmly at me. "As always, your kindness and love warm my heart, Beloved." She said earnestly, her golden eyes literally lighting up with joy.
I grinned at her. "I am your husband. Loving you is a natural part of that. Of course I want to be a part of your life in every way I can."
"Hmmmm." Aza hummed happily to herself. "I'm still so very happy to hear you say that word.Husband." She giggled. "Myhusband. What a wonderful word!"
"My wife." I shot back, grinning in amusement, and seeing Aza blush like a schoolgirl with a crush while looking ridiculously happy was just too adorable for words.
"I love you, Beloved." Aza said quietly, but with pure, absolute conviction in her voice.
"I love you too." I told her, before we kissed yet again tonight.
By the time we ended the kiss, Oedon was looking with fond amusement at us both. "You two are really so sweet to watch." Her lips quirked upwards as she looked at Azathoth with twinkling eyes. "Do I get a kiss too?"
Aza blinked, before grinning. "Of course!" She leaned forward, moaning happily as she kissed Oedon.
Not going to lie, seeing those two kiss was incredibly hot to see. Especially when I could feel how much they both enjoyed it.
Soft lips meeting, sexy moans filling the air, golden and blood red eyes lighting up with joy, and the genuine tenderness that both women showed each other, all of it was wonderful to see.
It takes a fair bit of work day after day, even with all of my perks and skills, in order for all of my wives to come to cherish each other, but the end result was worth it.
I idly wondered how long it was going to take Oedon to ask to impregnate Azathoth. She's still a Great One in mentality after all. Sooner or later she's going to want to have children with my wives, as many as they will be willing to have with her.
I won't pressure any of my lovers into it, but I didn't think I'd need to do much. My wives already enjoyed having sex with one another from time to time, and tentacles were often involved. So from there it was just a matter of being willing to have children with one another.
And I knew quite well how convincing Oedon could be when properly motivated.
Ah well. Something to look forward to in the future. Besides, I was an Eldritch God myself. If I didn't have legions of children getting up to mischief, I was doing this whole "Eldritch God" thing wrong!
And now that the metaphorical floodgates were open, after so long where my wives had to content themselves with doting on Sherry… yeah, the upcoming baby craze train had no brakes.
Which was good, because this was exactly what I wanted.
Oh, I was so looking forward to the kind of craziness that would ensue once all of my bloodline started spreading far and wide.
I was going to make the Greek gods so jealous. Not only all the women I have sex with are willing and eager to share, but all of my children will be legitimate and loved!
Behold the ultimate power of not being an asshole!
A power far beyond their reach, much less comprehension.
Aaaaah…
Life was truly good.
After waking up, having a rather enjoyable breakfast with all of my lovers, and having fun teasing the newest three, while also smiling at the way most of my wives were positively glowing as they all started talking about their new pregnancies and future babies, none more so than Oedon who looked downright radiant.
Seeing my wives so happy brought a smile to my lips that I didn't think much of anything could remove, and I looked with amusement at Azathoth who was staring at the general chaos of the morning after with fond delight, remembering her own feelings after I impregnated her, not long ago.
Still, as much as I'd like to stay here, basking in the joy and love of my wives and lovers, and trying not to show too much amusement at the way that Cthylla, Nctosa and Nctolhu all looked at me with thoughtful, considering looks that implied interesting things for my future sex life, I really needed to go back to Yharnam and start to get to work on both the city itself as well as the rest of the world. My Aeons have contacted the various leaders of the world, and there was going to be a meeting about the future soon that I was looking forward to.
So once I was ready, Annalise went back to her castle, and Eileen along with Maria went back to Yharnam, as they needed to talk to Gerhman and Ludwig about the future of Hunters in the new reality following my return.
Stepping inside of Oedon Chapel, I smiled as I stayed hidden from view, while all around me the chapel was packed to full capacity with people praying.
It clearly hadn't taken long for the newly renamed Church of Celestial Wisdom to declare the Chapel as a Holy Site, which made sense. This place was where I spent a lot of time during the Long Night of the Hunt, and also the place where I first returned to the world after my Ascension.
There was literally no greatest holy site in existence for my religion, except for the Hunter's Dream itself.
Though I knew that the place where I first became a Hunter, near Iosafka's clinic, was going to be a close second.
It was the place where I started my journey, after all.
With a faint smile on my face, I left the chapel, the sounds of prayers echoing behind me.
Taking a look outside, I smiled at the rising sun, framed by the high buildings of Yharnam once again teeming with life.
The streets were once more full with people, conversations echoing all around me while a civilization rebuilt itself up.
I haven't gone to personally check on the Pthumerians, but Iknewthat the same was true for them.
Indeed, everything was perfect-
I paused.
Then, slowly, carefully, I turned.
I stared at Amygdala, standing on top of the Chapel.
She stared back.
For a long moment, we just stared at each other in silence.
And then-
[GREATER SMUGNESS]
Ichoked.
The giant spider, radiating smugness much like a star radiating heat, stood smugly above me, looking incredibly pleased with herself.
"T-t-that'sthe first thing you have to say?!" I shouted at her in disbelief.
The spider tilted her head, its many eyes staring at me.
And then-
[GREATER SMUGNESS]
I spluttered.
"M-man w-whore?!The hell you say, you overgrown bug?!"
I pointed dramatically at her.
"You wanna fight?! I kicked your hairy ass when I was still human! I can totally wreck you again!"
Silence.
Then-
[WORRY/AMUSEMENT]
Amygdala shuddered dramatically, while I gaped at the smug spider.
"Y-you-!"
I straightened.
Narrowed my eyes.
Cracked my knuckles.
"I'm going toenjoythis, you overgrown bug!" I shouted.
[SMUGNESS]
I took a deep breath.
This was it.
The moment I had prepared for.
It was time…
To make use of the ammunition I had readied for this day!
I made a rude gesture towards the watching spider.
"Stop twisting my words, you fat-bottomed, smelly, hairy, overgrown house pest! I'm French! My insults know no limits!Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!"
Amygdalafroze.
I had the strange feeling of a Great One blinking in shock at me.
And then her endless yellow eyes seemed tonarrowat me.
[GREATER INSULT]
Things… kind of devolved from there.
Just a bit.
"There is still quite a bit of chaos, as people both living and long dead have to get used to interacting with each other. Old friends and family members are dealing with being alive again, and people who used to have specific jobs suddenly find themselves with other people having done the same job for just as long as they did." said Ludwig.
Maria, Eileen, and Gerhman nodded, all of them having taken a moment to meet up at one of the old meeting rooms of the once Healing Church Hunters Workshop, now renamed the Celestial Hunters in reference to the Church's new name.
"Thankfully, we won't run out of food and water, as the Good Hunter's celestial creations, his 'Aeons', have been helping ensure that we all have the resources we need to thrive until we can become independent." Gerhman said with some relief.
"I still can't believe he named them that way." Muttered Eileen.
Ludwig's lips twitched in amusement. "In all fairness, the translation for the word is apparently meant to be 'Gods of the Stars', which considering what we know of their power, is an apt description."
"Even so!" Grumbled Eileen.
Gerhman smirked. "Give the lad some credit. You know that he did it as much because he was, as he puts it, 'trolling' us, as it was because of the word's translation. He didn't call them that out of a sudden overinflated ego."
She huffed. "His ego hardly needs to get any bigger."
Maria smiled in amusement. "All things considered, he is, if anything, incredibly humble for a man who has achieved so much, and possesses so much power at his fingertips." She grimaced. "Many within the Healing Church got much worse for much less good reasons."
That earned her several grimaces from the others in the room, as no one was able to dispute the truth of her words.
"I suppose that I can't argue with that." Grumbled Eileen.
"Well, in any case our numbers are high, and morale is obviously at an all-time high as well." interjected Ludwig, eager to get back on track and give some good news. It had been far too long since he could give good news in a report rather than bad ones. "The Hunters of the Church have all welcomed my return and given me the leadership position with no hesitation." He hesitated. "Though I cannot fully tell if it is because of my history, or because the Good Hunter favours me."
Gehrman grunted. "Probably a mix of both. My student being what he is, and what he's done, everyone is falling over themselves at the mere thought of anything pleasing him, or the opposite."
"At least the rebuilding of the Church and its beliefs are going well." Mused Maria.
Eileen scoffed. "The clergy are all either terrified, awed, elated, or a mix of all three. Having an Eldritch God be born from a human soul was the whole point of the Healing Church, after all. That Aeon is technically an outsider to Yharnam is something they are more or less happy to ignore in face of his Apotheosis. That Aeon is so much more powerful than any other Great Ones, and the King of the Eldritch Pantheon to boot? Yeah, not surprised they are acting like that."
"There is also the fact that the masses would happily slaughter anyone they might suspect of being anything less than utterly loyal to the Good Hunter right now, after he saved so many." Ludwig said grimly. "To the people, Aeon being born from humble origins just means he's a symbol that at least some of the promises of the Healing Church were right, and that anyone, under the right circumstances, can claim greatness. We know that Aeon is the farthest thing from normal as one can get, but the people see what they want to see, and right now they have a symbol to rally behind. The humble son of a farmer becomes the God-King of the Eldritch? Of course the people love that."
Eileen sighed. "Loyalty and faith is good, but too much of it can become a double-edged sword, and Aeon is well aware of it. Hopefully we can try to keep the fanatics contained, but it's not going to be easy when he just performed a planet-wide miracle. To say nothing of…" she trailed off, but waved at her eyes, and the cosmic duality found therein.
There were several grim nods at that. Having a constant reminder that they had all been touched by Divinity was going to have consequences, in more ways than one.
Even the most humble of the people still had found themselves with more Eldritch Insight than anyone who was a high member of the clergy or a veteran Hunter used to the weirder parts of the Eldritch, nowadays.
As it is, many people now had enough Eyes, as Master Wilhem would say, to see glimpses beyond the Veil of Humanity and into the realms of the Eldritch Truth.
"Speaking of Eldritch Truths, how are things with Master Wilhem and the Byrgenwerth College?" Inquired Maria.
"They have all collectively thrown themselves into a frenzy of work the moment they got their bearings back." Bluntly said Gehrman. "Even Master Wilhem… Or perhaps,especiallyhim."
Ludwig chuckled. "To be fair… that was to be expected. Have they discovered anything already?"
"A lot, apparently." Gehrman replied with a shrug. "But most of it left them either in awe, or completely scratching their heads trying to understand it. Oftentimes both. So far, the only real thing I got from them when I went to talk to them is that the curse of Beasthood seems to be completely gone, that the Old Blood had fundamentally changed in ways they are still trying to gain the barest understanding of, and that our new eyes are far beyond anything we previously possessed."
"How so?" Curiously asked Maria.
Gehrman paused, then looked at her straight in the eyes.
"Master Wilhem can now literallyseethe flow of Arcane magic within the world."
They froze.
"You mean-?" Asked Ludwig, and Gehrman nodded.
"Master Wilhem used various means to peer into the mysteries of the Cosmos and the Great Ones. Most of them required either various Arcane tools or unique rituals. But now, he possesses something he calls an 'Arcane Sight' that he can call upon at will. No tools. No rituals. Nothing but a thought and the world just… reveals itself to him."
Gerhman shook his head in wonder. "From what I understand, Master Wilhem has basically started looking at the world around him, scribes all around him taking notes as he rambles on about all that he can now see, which is a more dangerous duty you might think of because no less than a dozen scribes collapsed so far from the amount of Insight suddenly flooding their brains."
"... It hasn't been two days." Eileen muttered, blinking.
He gave her a dry look, a hint of wry amusement in his eyes. "Yes."
"And what of the Church?" Asked Maria.
Ludwig bit his lips. "The Church is, as one could expect, in chaos. Too much happening too fast. Still, credit where it is due, they are trying as best they can to adapt. Already, there have been a few cases of minor miracles, priests suddenly able to do things they never could before. Just as importantly, they sometimes received… well, divine guidance to put it bluntly. Members of the Clergy suddenly knowing the answers to questions they had no way of knowing, that kind of thing." He shook his head. "Even so, a Conclave has been called to address all the changes of the reborn Church, and the fact that we suddenly know far more about the full nature of Reality, and of the Eldritch Pantheon, than ever before. Everything connected to Queen Azathoth alone is going to lead to massive reforms and theological shifts, or so Vicar Amelia told me."
"Makes sense. I'm still not sure what to make of it all, and I've… met some of the goddesses of the Pantheon." Maria hesitated slightly at the word "met", remembering quite well that she had done much more than that during the night.
She blamed Aeon for both introducing her to the literal creator-deity of all existence andthenseeing her naked and screaming in bliss as she was fucked for hours during theexact same night.
Even if, to be fair, Maria absolutely did not regret the previous night. It had been, by far, the best and most enjoyable night of her entire life.
She had to use every bit of discipline to not squirm in her chair at the memories of everything that had been done to her… and everything she happily didherself.
Shaking her head, she refocused on the meeting. The people in this room had the seniority and sheer reputation needed to quickly take over the reborn Hunters, becoming the leaders of their people. And while the situation was chaotic enough that it was going to take some time for everything to settle down, at least for now pretty much every Hunters had decided that they were the direct subordinates of the Good Hunter, with everything that implied.
Which was true, but it also left them stuck dealing with a whole lot of veteran killers who had nothing to Hunt.
Needless to say, that made quite a few people twitchy.
Not that anyone was going to do anything stupid with the very gods watching, she couldn't help but think with some amusement.
She idly wondered where Aeon was. Probably doing something critically important and potentially harmful to her sanity if she learnt of it.
That seemed far too likely for her comfort.
[GREATER INSULT]
"You don't frighten me, English spider-dog!Go and boil your bottom, child of a silly cosmos. I blow my nose at you, so-called Amygdala, you and all your silly cosmic k-nnnnniggets. Thpppppt! Thppt! Thppt!"
[GREATER INSULT]
"I don't wanna talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper!I fart in your general direction!"
A.N: Alright! Here is the next chapter in which we continue with Bloodborne!
First, I hope that you enjoyed everything with Oedon and Aeon's wives and lovers. I considered doing a full chapters' worth of sex scenes, but ultimately decided that the emotional impact was more important. As for Maria, Eileen and Annalise, we'll have some proper sex scenes focused on those three in the future chapters, but this time the focus had to be more on Oedon for obvious reasons.
Secondly… Amygdala returned! Aeon was even somewhat ready for her this time! Somewhat. He hadn't expected her to call him a man-whore to his face as her first words to him when they met again, amongst other things.
But hey, at least he's giving back as good as he's getting through the power of being a Frenchman! Aeon uses[Taunt]! It's actually pretty effective!
Also, while Aeon is doingvery important work, his newly recruited Hunters do as well! Isn't having competent subordinates a wonderful thing?
Still, with all that being said, I hope you all enjoyed this update! Next time, Aeon tackles the rest of the world! African queen! Europeans bourgeoisie! And much more besides!