Chapter 50: Under Their Noses. (Part 6)
The Young Man receives the two Random Shards that spawn, letting puzzled all the onlookers.
Even Khallyon is surprised, but not for his bold action or the double trouble that the Shards represent.
Because the Cekx'Appealer repeats the short kiss, expecting the gain of Proficiency once again; And ehen that doesn't occur, she gives a second, third, and even a fourth peck on Khallyon's lips.
The Rouge Cadet puts his hand in the way, preventing a fifth kiss from connecting with him "Easy there, That functions only one time".
The Cekx'Appealer cease her movement, remaining on standby without showing hostility or enmity towards the Cadets of Tiaone.
{She… , I mean… , This thing is not acting like I remember, and doesn't match the description of what I heard later}
"W-Why did you do that?!"; Exclaim Hiamech with terror and embarrassment, her golden skin having yellow freckles that are less shiny than the rest of her scales.
"She took three Shards from me!"; Retorts Khallyon with annoyance, it doesn't matter what those Shards contain, as taking away objects from the Inventory of others is not achievable.
Yet, the Cekx'Appealer did it with such ease, that hints this is not an isolated case, and is highly likely that her kind has this unfair characteristic.
"One kiss is not a fair trade for what she…"; A sound alerts Khallyon, seeing the Cekx'Appealer is moving, lifting her hand with the fist closed.
The Imitation of a Woman rise one of her six fingers, then a second, and continues doing this until all her digits except for her thumb are lifted.
{Five?}
"Five Kisses for the Shards?, Is that what you want to communicate?"; Inquire Khallyon, doubting his own sanity for even doing the question.
The Cekx'Appealer remains silent, her lips are a simple ornament, a soft and suggestive decoration made of Latex to look, as their name implies, Sexually Appealing.
"Give me a Sixth Kiss and allow me to have a good squeeze of this large globes you carry on your chest and we are settle, Deal?".
"""What?!"""; Hiamech, Mätzeniä and Ethreus scream at unison after hearing the madness of Khallyon's petition.
Nevertheless, the Cekx'Appealer leans forward and pecks the Young Man on the lips, he postpones the end of the kiss as much as he can, while simultaneously sinks his fingers into the Latex that conforms the Cekx'Appealer's massive tits.
* "First (Twin) Touch": +50 Proficiency *
{Silly me, I should have taken off my Blunt Mittens for this, Still, This is really strange, this fake boobs are quite soft and pleasant to the touch; Somehow they feel, alive, and filled with a liquid in their interior…}
The hands of the Cekx'Appealer gently move towards Khallyon wrist, hinting quite clearly that he no longer has permission to grab the false udders.
{It was good while it lasted}
Slowly backing away, Khallyon approaches the provisional group, where more than one looks at him in horror and disbelief.
"You are insane Khallyon"; Say Ethreus with a nervous laugh "She is a Cekx'Appealer!, You could have lost your arms!".
"I thought that is was to happen when she move her hands".
"Hahaha, So… , Was worth it Khallyon?".
"What?!, Are you serious right now Pussy Licker?!" The Haughty Lady admonishes while shaking her head with fake displeasure, anyone with a neuron can see her eyes diverting from Khallyon's hands to the big round bosom of the Cekx'Appealer.
"Obviously Mätzeniä"; Acknowledge nonchalantly Ethreus "Otherwise I wouldn't be asking on the first place".
"I understood that you hated these topics Threus, Or at least you were neutral, Why the change?"; Inquires Vannettzza as the green skinned Young Man replies.
"You are not totally wrong Vanne, As I come from a place that carnal pleasures is very open and easy to acquire; I, personally, wasn't really interested, My Freedom was my main priority"…
{Right, Ethreus being a Gladiator is not only by Work, he literally fight for his life in a Colosseum…}
"Why waste time putting my virility inside of a Woman if I can Learn how to put my sword in the skull of my opponents… , That was my motto"…
"You took that too literal, Don't you think Pussy Licker?"; Says the Haughty Lady gesturing to the immobile body of the Traitor, who has a Gladius buried in the back of his neck.
"Haha, Maybe… , *Ahem*, Now… , As much as I can control myself, I am also a living organism with basic needs, in this case, I am curious of what my Friend Khallyon did, after all, Who else can say that he, she or it, has touched a Cekx'Appealer with her consent?".
{He has a good point, but everything around this Cekx'Appealer is a mystery}
"Is improper"; Comment Hiamech, the cheeks on her cute face still shows freckles across her scales, denoting her ongoing embarrassment.
"Why limit yourself for something so banal Hiamech?"; Reply Khallyon with slight annoyance "Or would you rather have to choose between two Males that you love?, even if you can be with both".
"Of course"; Doubtless say the Scaled Lady as Khallyon laughs mockingly "You just say that because what i suggest is something Improper?, Or because you are naive and never been in love before Hiamech?".
"That is not relevant Khallyon, Inappropriate things are wrong, is a Fact"…
"Ha, I thought the Dragon Aspirants would resemble more those who want to reach; As Monogamous Dragons doesn't exist"…
With a wild smirk, Khallyon adds a last phrase "I did a deal with a Cekx'Appealer, Improper or not, she is calm, and agree to the conditions I set, even if she could Take Down everyone here"…
*Clang*, The noise of metal crashing against the stone floor caughts everyone's attention, seeing the Gladius has been expelled from the nape of the Traitor by his natural regeneration.
Ethreus picks up his weapon, just to stab again the Traitor's neck in the next second.
"Enough chitchat"; Says Mätzeniä, completely stoic and focused on leading the provisional team "Stupid Snob, Hiamech, carry up the two mediocre that remain unconscious and let's head back to Treacon.
The Cadets act quickly, and Khallyon waves his hand in a goodbye motion towards the Cekx'Appealer, Not realizing the moment in which the Imitation of a Woman does the same gesture before sprinting and delving into another tunnel.