Collide Gamer

Chapter 229 – The last day before the tournament

Chapter 229 – The last day before the tournament

John woke up alone.

It once again occurred to him how drastically his life had shifted. The bed besides him being empty was no longer the normal state of affairs. In this case, it was a state of his own choosing though. In order to be in line with the Quest he was sure he would get today, John had distanced himself from his many girls. Between their teasing tendencies and him being weak to their feminine wiles, he had secluded himself. After using the few hours between one Quest ending and the expected follow-up to empty his balls a couple of times.

Sleeping through midnight meant that he hadn’t seen the Quest rewards yet, though, so he was waiting for that window to appear.

Well, he wouldn’t say no to Class Levels. Also there was the…

He had levelled up a lot recently, mostly thanks to Thana’s little massacre. It almost made up for the months he had lost. Then again, the Class system on its own would reimburse him for that in the long term. ‘Cheese and modifier stacking, my favourite things,’ John thought, then checked out the new Quest that popped up.

A whole day without sex… the last time he had done that was the first few days of the big grind months back. It wasn’t impossible. Matter of fact, it was easy in every logical way. John just had gotten quite used to indulging himself.

“I can beat the last two goals without much of a problem,” he mumbled to himself. For the Tier 18 dungeons, he just needed to ask Thana to take him for a spin, and then that would be it. In the same vein, he would need her help to power through the other two goals in a sensible timeframe. After all, grinding wasn’t the only thing he had to do today, there was a visitor coming, likely in the evening. Although who really knew with the Horned Rat?

First, however, time to spend those Quest rewards. Stat points into Wisdom and then the Class Level into Elementalist. A new level always meant a new Perk.

‘No more elementals,’ John firmly thought and, ignoring the Elemental Bolt, went for Combo. It was the best choice anyhow, everything that broadened the application range of his abilities was awesome.

The reasons for not wanting more elementals were numerous. For a start, he was still trying to get the last one he got under control.

‘And I so hope you can endure,’ Siena unbiddenly entered his thoughts, flashing him images of what – or rather who – she was currently doing. Nathalia’s caramel breasts were swaying back and forth, while the two women scissored as fast as lust allowed.

John pushed her out of his mind. His morning wood throbbed eagerly. He turned his thoughts back to mechanics to try and ignore that.

Another reason for no more elementals was the fact that he shared his current thoughts with seven other people. His brain was pretty crowded and it was sort of hard to get a moment of privacy where he could just breathe and look at the ceiling. He could push everyone out and, as the summoner, he would be able to keep up the walls if he wanted to. To stay fully isolated, especially when he trusted most of his elementals, was its own weird feeling though.

The quiet noise of paws hitting cloth turned his gaze from the ceiling and to the solar feline tapping towards him. Copernicus swaggered with the energy of every cat that loved walking over keyboards. “I see you are relaxing.”

“Yup,” John said and warningly glanced at him. Copernicus looked back with disinterest and simply strolled from next to John’s feet to lying down next to his head.

The warmth the cat radiated was cosily lulling John to close his eyes again for a moment. He didn’t go back to sleep, but he allowed himself to relax even more deeply. “I wonder about a thing or two, regarding your kind.”

“Unsurprising, looking at your whole… you.” Copernicus made sure there was a mocking purr to those words. “I feel generous, so you may ask me one or two things about elementals.”

“You are able to turn into an item, why can’t my elementals?”

 “Because I am a higher Tier,” Copernicus simply explained. “Elementals are separated not just by raw power but by how ‘refined’ that power is. To take an educated guess, I am one Tier above that shadow spirit of yours.”

“Mhm… so you think you could beat her?” John wondered. The level gap between him and Copernicus wasn’t small. Siena, as one of his elementals, had the same difference in raw power.

“Depends on whether or not I manage to Unleash myself,” the suncat said.

John opened his eyes again, “Explain to me what that is, ‘Unleashing yourself’.” Siena had talked about it before as well, but she and the other elementals had just dodged the question.

“To put it bluntly, it is an elevated state that elementals around the level of Sylph and Siena can reach. Some get explosive, short power boosts from it, others, like Siena, are able to reach that state seemingly as they wish but gain less from it,” Copernicus explained.

That did account for the shadowy cowl and the buff she gave herself at times. “Why didn’t you Unleash when fighting against Thana, though?” John wondered.

Copernicus had been caught and chomped down on at the time. It had not been a pretty sight. “I have to meet certain conditions to get there that I couldn’t meet back then.” The cat’s tail audibly flopped about.

“Another question,” John said, coaxing a deep hum out of Copernicus. “Is it possible to have elementals stay on this plane without being in my head or around me all the time?” The reason for this question was not the wish for privacy – not primarily anyway. “I’d like it if the girls could do their own things. No reason that they have to be attached to me all the time.”

Girls that were clingy had a certain charm, but having them be literally helpless without him didn’t. Also, the day may come where he had to be in several places at once. Currently, the elementals could distance themselves around 500 metres from him. Once they reached that point, they experienced something that was similar to the edge of an Illusion Barrier. A wall in the air, not solid but made of a force that made it almost impossible to push past.

“With enough training, it could be. I have known some summoners that could put great distances between themselves and their familiars.” Copernicus opened one of his eyes a tiny bit. “You probably just have to wait for the right Perk.” The cat’s tail flopped on John’s face and tickled him under the nose. “Now get up, you have work to do,” the suncat instructed.

John groaned and then sat up. He looked down at the cat. The curled up bundle of sunshine struck him as very soft. ‘Maybe if I act really fast?’ he wondered and tried to pat Copernicus.

The cat jumped on his outstretched arm and purred mockingly. “You are way too slow for that, John. Stay with casting spells,” Copernicus berated him. One leap off his arm later, the cat walked out of the room.

John, followed him, only a towel slung over his naked shoulder. as he made his way over to the bathroom to take a shower. He didn’t particularly mind running around naked inside the house. He knew everyone who was around here. More importantly, he wasn’t ashamed to show his body around any longer. It had been quite a long time since he was as thin as sticks and his dick was certainly above average these days.

The only people around that he wasn’t entirely sure about were the Knights of Teuton. He had confronted Lydia about them yesterday and she had assured him that they neither stepped nor looked into the house. Apparently, they were an elite bodyguard force with a rather weird sense of humour. They were strong, that much she had confirmed, stronger than John was currently even. However, they refused to fight in public events or get involved in the world of politics. Their sworn duty was to protect the ruler of Prussia and that was the end of it.

‘I guess people like that are important,’ John thought. ‘If the secret service would start supporting presidential candidates, that would be pretty weird. Not sure how much that holds up though… Abyssal politics are so different, with individuals being able to outweigh whole armies and all that. Maybe these knights just like to do a job?’

John entered the bathroom. He looked into the bathtub. The naked upper body of Undine was floating on top of the water, the rest of her currently part of the very same water she was bathing in. She seemed to be gazing at nothing in particular as she smiled at the boats drifting over the surface.

Her eyes quickly darted down to the ships as if she just had remembered that she could look at them as well. ‘I wonder if that is somehow like a massage,’ John thought and sent the question to Undine, who sent him a nicely relaxed feeling back that he interpreted as a yes.

He originally intended to use the bathtub, but forcing Undine out when she was relaxing seemed unfair. On other days he could have just joined her and gotten off, his barely calmed morning wood was getting right back up at the sight of her firm tits. Instead, he had to get into the shower.

He allowed his thoughts to melt away under the stream of hot water, and Siena took that moment to strike. Pictures of Nathalia’s huge tits dangling in front of him, of Sylph giving Siena’s pussy a long lick, of Rave and Thana in the 69 position, of all of the debaucheries that he had missed and was missing, filled his mind.

Involuntarily, he groaned, and the thought of masturbating for the first time in a while crossed his mind. The quest only said sex. Whether or not that included handjobs and blowbjobs as well was unclear to John, who didn’t want to risk it. However, masturbation surely didn’t count.

John drank deeper from the live-feed of lesbian porn and grabbed his own dick. What should have been a somewhat relieving touch of pleasure was only a dull pressure on his oversensitive skin. John sighed and let go of his sex as he was firmly reminded that Source of Satisfaction didn’t only have upsides.

He could have maybe tried to speed order a fleshlight or something, but he doubted that Gaia would let that slide. The intention was clearly to make him unable to cum on his own. John changed the water from warm to cold and pushed Siena out again. Calming down was just about his only option here. The shadow spirit struggled to stay in his mind for as long as possible, sending images and deeply amused, sexually charged giggles the whole time.

What John wouldn’t give to be balls deep in that hellishly tight cunt of hers. Pumping the whole content of his balls out at once sounded fantastic right about now. Instead, he was chittering under the assault of cold water, having Undine’s glistening breasts in view the entire time.

Once he had that over with, he walked over to the room everyone had been having fun in without him. Of course, most people had gone to sleep at one point or another. Right now, the only people actually still active were Thana, Nathalia, Sylph and Aclysia. Siena was just sitting in a chair and playing with herself as she watched.

She wasn’t masturbating to the sight though, but instead to the constant stream of sexual frustration that came from her Master as she tried to broadcast these images. Now that he was there in person, that became unnecessary. The shadow spirit walked over to John, stopping in front of him.

Latex-like material covered much of her body, but only in a way that elevated her alluring curves. Like a skimpy leotard, like gloves, and like thigh-highs, the purple shadows clad her. She did not even have to do anything else to make his brain run wild. A hand raised to her full lips was terribly seductive.

“Finally, you are awake, Master. We are just yearning for your cock.” Siena got even closer, until her large breasts squished against his chest.

“Seriously, get your ass over here!” Thana demanded, currently between Aclysia and Nathalia – neither of them actually pleasuring the masochist. The blood mage hadn’t slept, but with her magic she also didn’t need to. It seemed like she had instead spent the whole night learning how to properly deepthroat. At least that’s what John guessed by the assortment of dildos on the nearby table and the messy state her face was in. The whole room reeked of sex.

“Yes, John, your services are required,” Nathalia said and sprawled out in the sheets, her tight pussy on display. Feeling his eyes resting on her crotch, the dragoness smirked, “Do you desire this hole…” She rolled over and got into the doggy style position, spreading her bouncy butt invitingly. “…or do you want to claim this one once more?”

John audibly gulped. Siena’s delicate hand gently landed on his cheek. She acted like she was about to kiss him but pulled back at the last moment, holding onto his hand as she stumbled towards the bed. “Just let us take care of you,” Siena said.

“Yes, yes, come on, John, let’s take care of that morning wood, go, go!” Sylph, most likely completely unaware of the Quest, palavered. “We must blow and ride the D until it makes that ‘Pah’ sound that dry water pumps produce in comic series!”

“Ehem,” Aclysia cleared her throat against her own best interest, which was a thorough ploughing, and spoke up, “I must inform all of you that M-mhm-aster has a quest to stay abstinent for the next, aahh, 24 hours. As-sss the maximizing of re-rewards is highly necessary to gua-ah-rantee success in the upcoming tournament, ful-ahn-fulfilling this quest is paramount. Sexual acts are therefore prohibited for the nah-next 24 hours.” Her words rang true, even despite the fact that Nathalia had begun to eat her out when she had first started speaking.

The weaponized maid’s declaration, lewd as it was, gave John enough of his willpower back to resist the temptations. “Siena, behave,” he spoke. The nightmare elemental clicked her tongue, then sunk into John’s shadow. The lack of squishy mounds against his chest was equal parts liberating and regrettable. “Thana, please clean yourself up and meet me in the living room in the next twenty minutes. I have a Quest I need your help with.”

“Yeah, sure, let me just…”

“No,” John interrupted her, channelling his erotic frustration into something. “Twenty minutes. Go.”

The dominating tone he used had a visible effect on the submissive, who nodded sheepishly, then peeled herself out of the general embrace. Nathalia growled, displeased. Thana looked between her and John two times, then decided to obey the latter.

‘What a good girl,’ John thought.