Paradise of Infinity: 361

Title: Lesson Planning Time (R18)

A busty blonde interjects Nik’s newfound inspiration and urges. Blue-eyed as several blondes Nik has met in this life and before, Irina sets her furious glare atop him while guarding the mansion's doors. No, guarding is an incorrect term. She’s clearly waiting.

Or was waiting—for him.

“You,” she utters slowly and low, rising from her seat. Nik wonders where the usual gang is. He usually meets Tom, Jerkzu, and Lena, who play around during this time of the afternoon before enjoying their afternoon naps.

Ah, afternoon naps. Nik misses them, so he wants to create a clone that solely enjoys afternoon naps.

Meanwhile, Irina's hands rest akimbo. Nik can see the corner of her eye twitching as he raises his hand in an innocent greeting.

“Yo.”

Irina seethes. Why? Nik doesn’t understand.

“Yo?” she repeats the word. “Is that all?”

“Is something wrong, Irina?” Nik questions, gesturing to the seat. “Let’s sit and talk.”

She blinks. Some of her ire fades.

As they sit, Nik looks at her. “You were waiting for me. How can I help you?”

Irina continues staring at him before looking away. “Wait…” she murmurs. “How did you just do that?”

“Do what?” Nik blinks.

“I was ready to tear you a new one because you slept with Saki without bothering to ask me out! I—” she frowns. “So, why am I not?”

‘Lady… ya got issues,’ Nik thins his lips, accusing himself further because he finds issues hot. Who doesn’t? Nik scratches his cheek before smiling. “I think you aren’t angry at me. There’s no way I could just make a woman less angry. Believe me. A man won’t begrudge a woman after a night… but the opposite is contentious.”

“You’re right,” Irina admits. “No way some cuddles get a guy off my shit list. I guess…”

“Have you eaten anything?” Nik inquires.

“Hmm? Oh, some cereals.”

“That’s it?” Nik gasps. “Did Michi, Ursa, and others offer nothing? Wait, I’ll talk with them—”

“Woah, woah!” Irina raises her hands in a placating gesture. “Calm down, Nik-Sensei. Your family has been a wonderful host. It’s you… that’s been an asshole.”

“Sorry?” Nik apologizes. It’s a secret technique, you see. Only a true harem lord in the making can apologize at the go without even knowing what he should feel sorry for. “But what did I do?”

Irina’s gaze darkens as she grunts. Her words are candid.

“The question is what you didn’t do.”

“It’s not even been three days since I introduced you, Irina,” Nik chuckles wryly. “I thought… you’ll need some time to wrap your head around things.”

Irina crosses her arms, shuffling in her seat.

“Look,” she averts her gaze. “We’re both adults. Just tell me if you don’t want me. I’d prefer not making a fool out of myself.”

Nik gapes. How did his words mean that? He momentarily hesitates before resting his hand on her shoulder.

“Look, Irina… it’s not that. I should have managed my time better and stayed by your side, too,” he’s sincere.

Irina looks at him with a gentle smile.

“Good. Now you’re familiar with the next lesson we ought to teach those shitty kids that call you pedo and me a bitch—Pity Sex.”

Nik tilts his head, unable to process her words until his lips open.

“Oh…” he admits. “You’re good. You almost had me.”

“Almost?” Irina’s gentle smile morphs into a smirk as she places a hand against his chest. “I had you, and I let you go. Don’t think for a moment you outclass me as a seductress.” She leans into him. “What do you think about preparing more for our joint lessons, Pedo-Sensei?”

Nik flashes a wolfish grin. “Keep calling me that, and I won’t mind giving some truth to your name, Bitch-Sensei. My patience for children won’t extend to you.”

She narrows her eyes.

“Like the day you almost smacked me.”

“Indeed,” he replies.

“And you would smack me should I continue those acts?” the blonde smirks.

“No,” he surprises her. “I’m going to smack you even if you don’t. It's all for the prep work for our classes.”

“Oh,” she giggles. “And how would that lecture work out?”

“Let me show you,” Nik takes her hand.

June can wait. No…

Nik is aware of how much he’ll disappoint June if he doesn’t grab this chance by the ass and pound it raw. So, he leads her into the manor. It’s a common sight for others. Katara and Kya glance at the duo from the common room before returning to skinning their dinner. Meanwhile, Saki flushes. The sweet girl woke up later than usual after last night’s activities. Revy barely registers them, hung over. As for others?

They are busy, resting, or training.

As much as they appear calm, girls like Toph, Azula, June, and others don’t enjoy the gap between Nik’s raw stats and their skills. So, they strive to put in more effort.

The ‘other’ harem temporarily resides within the Ty Mansion, so Nik doesn’t encounter Faye, Yor, Samus, and others.

‘Ah, that reminds me. I need to purchase prep material for those four,’ Nik recalls his promise to Carol, Hayase, Misuzu, and Tomo.

On the other hand, Irina experiences something else.

Sure, she also notices other women glancing at her. But…

What’s with that encouraging look?

What’s with that nonchalance?

Only Saki seems to have the ‘right’ response.

Others? Not so much.

‘I thought Nik and his goon of sluts loved each other,’ Irina frowns. ‘Why are they acting like I’m doing them a massive favor by sleeping with Nik. Don’t tell me… he can’t be that bad. He’s got a mean tongue… so he must know what he’s doing, right?’

Irina doesn’t take well to competitions. She thinks Nik only has such a harem because he’s never had her before. But now she wonders…

Sure, the more patient and accepting women like Michi and other mothers might tolerate others. But what about someone like Revy? Wouldn’t she have tried to sink her teeth and tug Nik away? And Irina knows about Sofia… Balalaika. Just the thought of that woman sends shivers down her spine. Why would someone like Sofia accept this?

‘Maybe she hasn’t,’ Irina recalls the ghost of a Russian. ‘Maybe she’s using Nik for a few nights. It’ll make things effortless for me.’

Oh, sure, Irina knows about Nik’s bloodline. It’s not that hard to find out. She also knows how the man cum buckets of ‘butterscotch’ cream. But sex alone cannot be the reason for their fixation on Nik.

Irina cannot accept such reasoning.

Sex’s just pleasure.

Relationships, the kind Nik’s group ‘pretends,’ need more. Maybe he’ll see reason once she’s done with him.

Irina is attracted to the man. Why else would she try to seduce someone who isn’t her target? But she merely finds Nik’s past experiences strange.

‘Or maybe Nik is from a world where having a harem of men or women is basic stuff,’ she muses. It can be true. Irina doesn’t know much about Nik’s past. She can work on that later. The quickest way to a man’s heart is through his stomach or testicles. Irina plans to conquer both routes. The order in which she does that doesn’t matter.

‘Where is he taking me?’ Irina wonders as Nik eventually stops by his bedroom, flinging the door open.

Irina stops and lets her gaze wander around the minimally-furnished room.

One’s bedroom speaks a lot about the man unless they are hard-pressed for income and live in a rented small studio—the prices of properties these days and stuff.

Nik’s bedroom sports a single-mattress bed against the right wall, a small shelf with two scrolls, and a surprising stechkin aps. A metal rod with two metallic war fans hanging from the wall is leaning beside the shelf.

“It’s not much,” Nik smiles as he observes Irina’s expression.

Surprising him, Irina shakes her head. She reveals with a sincere tone. “It’s everything. A person doesn’t need to clutter their lives with useless things…” She seems to be onto something about Nik as she says this. “So, everything around you, no matter their condition… must be important to you.”

Nik smiles brightly.

Irina takes her hand back before entering the room. She gazes at the war fans. “This is like the ones your fiancee and her team practice with.” The blonde notices their chipped paint and worn condition. “Did they gift it to you?”

“I was part of that group,” Nik chuckles as he closes the door.

“Really?” Irina blinks. “Face paint and all?”

“Yep,” he replies. “It lasted until the Kyoshi Warrior’s founder rose from the dead, possessed my friend, and kicked Katara and me out of the group.”

“I’m afraid you’re being literal…”

“It wasn’t bad,” Nik smiles. “Suki still trained me. I sometimes like using these fans, even if they might become redundant.”

“You should focus on the gun,” Irina glances at the pistol. “But I have to admit that it takes courage of ages to sleep with me with a gun beside us. I could shoot you. I expect it’s—” she weighs the gun. “It’s loaded.”

“That thing,” Nik shrugs. “I snagged it from Sofia when we first met. She had this dominating air about her, so I couldn’t resist taking something to piss her off. I think she liked that.”

Irina swiftly lets go of the gun, scowling. Still, she maintains her expression and glances at the scrolls containing Michi’s nude and Ursa’s erotic portrait.

“What’s these?”

“Can’t let you see them,” Nik shakes his head. “They’re private. And mine.”

Noticing the assertion in his voice, Irina glances at the man as he sits on the bed. “You know,” he smiles, “You’ve never told me what happened between you and Sofia.”

Irina works her jaw before smirking, “And you’ll never know.” She snarks haughtily before climbing atop him and sitting on his lap. Her voluminous breasts press into his pecs as she searches his gaze, informing, “I expected you to hold over your mind-controlling ability over my head for answers.”

“I won’t,” Nik strokes her hands. “Not even as a joke.”

“Why fear your powers?” Irina questions. Even if she can understand Nik’s self-rule about such delicate ability, she knows she would lord it over anything for entertainment. Just for that, Irina respects Nik a lot.

“I don’t fear them,” Nik tilts his head. “But won’t it suck for me to ruin whatever we can have because I couldn’t be mature for a moment?”

“Oh, so it’s your maturity that encouraged you to fuck woman after woman,” Irina snorts.

“I don’t have to be mature constantly,” Nik reveals. “I’ve come to understand the truths of heart. You see, like one happy mother I know, I’m forever 18… in my heart.”

Irina slightly pulls back. “Are you sure you didn’t lose a few brain cells talking with Shuuko-san?”

“You met her,” Nik smirks.

Irina rolls her eyes. “I had to. How ridiculous is it that there was another one like you and Ray in Kunugigaoka with a harem… although…”

She compares the two groups of women before pointing it out. “You certainly did something better.”

“I just don’t do slaves,” Nik scoffs.

“No,” Irina presses her hands on his shoulder before letting them travel up his neck and jaw. Her thumb traces the flesh near the corner of his lips. Her gaze momentarily drowns in his. “I think… I believe they would have been happy with you, Nik. There’s something about you…”

She leans into him, sniffing. “And it’s not this scent. It’s attractive, I admit. It’s enticing.” She lets out a hushed whisper into his ear, feeling his erection stir underneath. “But I’m beginning to wonder what I’m missing about you that the others have seen and enjoyed.”

Her hot breath tickles Nik’s ear as he grunts. “Do you need to try seducing me?”

“I thought we were preparing a lesson plan,” she pecks his cheek. “Best we memorize the dialogue.” Nik’s hands unbutton her white coat as she continues. “And I don’t want you to mistake my words for lies.” She barely pulls back, allowing their noses to brush against each other. The tension between them thickens alongside many different things as she allows a cute smile on her lovely face. “I only want you to focus on me… not the class, nothing else.”

Nik’s hands slide down to her waist, supporting her back as she removes her coat. His nose twitches as he takes in Irina’s sweet scent.

“How else do you think I’m so successful?” he questions with a teasing smirk.

“I’ll be the judge of that,” she presses down on his throbbing meat. He nods as they barely lean forward before finding their lips against each other. Aside from their first impressions… they’ve been at each other’s lips. Irina always knows what she’s doing. The thought of her past ‘hits’ alongside the gun on the shelf awakens some dark tendencies within Nik. Still… he admits.

It’s nice to be praised.

Others don’t hesitate to offer compliments. But Irina doesn’t keep her word based on his appearance or actions. She chooses other things about him.

She’s right. Whatever or whoever Nik ‘keeps’ is essential regardless of their past or conditions. So, he feels gratified by Irina’s observations.

He can have all the fortunes in the world.

It was true before he became the copy-human.

But would he trade anything in this room for wealth?

No.

Their kiss becomes more passionate with every moment. This started with Irina wanting to develop the lesson plan, only for her to claim not to think about it at all. In this contradictory situation, Nik knows what path to follow. So, he gropes her breasts while allowing Irina to peel him out of his training shirt.

Nik reciprocates in kind, sliding the spaghetti straps of her dark top down her shoulders since Irina likes her clothes and doesn’t want them gone for good. They are topless soon enough, enjoying their grunts and moans. Irina’s hand traces his body as Nik’s hands slip under her bra, freeing her pale, pink-tipped peaks. Then, his left hand slides to her back, caressing her smooth skin.

Her hips gyrate against him as she grunts, pressing her fingers into his chest. “You’re holding back,” she reprimands, “I want—”

Aware of this tune, Nik releases his pheromones without playing coy. The effects are immediate as Irina experiences the full blast of an incubus’ passion. Though, it isn’t enough. His pheromones don’t compare to his blood. Only crazy gals like Rosarita, Sofia, Azula, and seldom June claw at him, licking him raw.

But Irina doesn’t need to know that.

Instead, she feels her vision momentarily swim before her body heats him. Lust bubbles in her veins, tightening her chest and spilling through her lower lips as Irina’s skin flushes. Her breasts appear more succulent, her nipples and likely her clit swollen and diamond-hard.

The blonde presses her lips together, maintaining some calm as her hands shudder as she clutches Nik’s shoulders.

“W-wow,” she gasps. “Way better than the usual high.” Her vision barely unfocuses as she gazes at Nik…

Hungrily.

“Y-you damn bastard,” she scowls before kissing, biting, and licking the flesh over his jaw, ensuring the formation of a mark. “Why’d you have to be so much better at everything?!” she blames.

Her hands coil around his neck as he slides one hand under her skirt. His firm grip sends a tingle up her spine, forcing Irina to momentarily collapse against his body before she pants and squirms. “You think this is better?” he taunts. “Wait till you let Mai rock your world.” He promised to not think about other women… but hey, he’ll gladly market Mai’s harem-uniting skills. So, he whispers into her ear. His hot breath makes Irina spasm as he informs. “You’ve got a lot of homework to do, Bitch-Sensei.”

“Shut it,” she shoots an angered yet amorous glare. Aroused by Nik’s cocky attitude, much more than that stupid, slutty scent, Irina pushes him down on the bed as she licks her lips and turns around.

“Let’s see who’s got a better tongue!” She offers her soaked entrance as she balances atop Nik before bending down and freeing his cock with a yank. It springs out, thick and ready. Irina doesn’t wait for Nik to pull her panties away as she wraps one hand around the thick rod while covering the wet tip with her lips.

Yep, Revy was right about the taste.

Still, Irina doesn’t let the revelation ruin her mood. She never expected a literal fantastical incubus to taste bad, even if Irina could never include any butterscotch item in her palate from now on.

His cock throbs and jerks in her grip. His musk and scent are oh-so intense, threatening to control her mind.

It’s funny.

Despite his reluctance about mind control, Nik never knew about the effects of his scent in such concentrated regions.

Perhaps it’s why the other girls weren’t as defensive about it as Nik expected—Irina theorizes.

No matter.

She likes it all the same—

Her eyelids jump in surprise before almost narrowing shut in a lustful expression as she feels a hot tongue swimming within her folds, sucking and eating her out with as much sloppy noise as her wet mouth sucks and lubes his length and twitching head.

Her tongue continues to lick and coil around his head. Her thick spit slides down the veins before pooling against his full balls until she slides down, gripping his cock within her throat.

“Gahk,” she follows through, kissing his balls as her eyes turn red and tearful.

Oh, she’s already a mess.

It feels even better when he sticks a finger inside her prepared butt hole. It’s gratifying to know she made some preparations.

Her walls clench as Irina pulls out, desperately sucking his cockhead as she climaxes with a suppressed mewl. Her ass shudders and spasms. Irina, the squirter she is, often found it effortless to glaze her target’s ego before killing them.

Now?

Despite being an arm’s distance from a gun, shooting the man under her is the last thing in Irina’s head.

Still, she DOES want to fuck him up… just not the usual way.

“I won.”

She can ‘hear’ his grin, probably a smeared and lurid one. It doesn’t make Irina less annoyed as she stops throating his cock before tossing him a look over her shoulders.

Yep, her stupid wide, sweaty, throbbing ass covers his face. So she moves. She’s onto him in moments, eyes focusing on the juices dripping from his chin and cheeks. He licks his lips once she faces him as she finds her needly slit grounding against the veiny length.

“You won’t keep winning,” she snorts, lowering her lips to kiss him. What a filthy pair he must have. How many more sluts did he bring to climax with his slutty tongue? Irina finds herself thinking about Nik’s women more than he did.

The irony.

Still, she drowns in his affectionate kisses, seeing more of what she didn’t before.

As suspected, it’s not just sex with an incubus that holds this group together…

The way he strokes her hair and head while they kiss under such intensely lurid scent and eager cock is just… sublime. Ah, Nik mastered it. He knows about the few ways to her heart. Damn it.

Who told him about the head pats?

What traitor disclosed the secrets of being open, sensible, and honest?

Irina admits… she finds Nik more than endearing the second he claimed not wanting to joke about controlling others’ minds.

“Ohhh~!” She moans and grins when the caring pats turn into a powerful, possessive clench over a bundle of her bouncy blonde locks as his fat cock splits her slit open, entering her slick folds radiating with heat further stoked by the lustful passion brewing in her womb.

No, she’s nowhere near getting pregnant.

But she can’t deny her body’s desire. It will be easy to deal with the aftermath with a few meds…

So…

“Fuck me,” she grunts as Nik bottoms out inside her flexing cunt. She grips his cheeks, locking his face against her. Hunger echoes in her needy voice. “Breed me, you sweet bastard!”

Her vision shifts as Irina suddenly finds herself under Nik. He feels even deeper inside her. Her words make his cock throb and swell further.

“Sure,” he grunts. “One creamy pie cumming right up.”

He starts moving as Irina locks her legs around his waist.

They share a look before smirking at each other. “So,” Nik quips as his cock drives in and out of his ‘colleague.’

“What do you think about the lesson plan till now, Bitch-Sensei?”

“Hnngh~!” Her legs try wrapping tighter as she enjoys every thrust hitting her core. “I’m jotting down the bullet points, Pedo-Sensei. I say we’re doing well. A few more days, and we’ll have a lot of material.”

“Noted,” he grins. He’ll have to plan things around to visit Rosarita and enforce his due claim, but he can be around for a few days. Heck. He’ll just take Irina along. It’s not like he pays tickets for everyone inside his Scar of Infinity.

“But,” she continues, cooing, “We’ll have to constantly revise after the classes. I hope you can manage the stress of our teaching job— unnnnn!” she squeals as Nik chuckles. “Yeah, you, too.” He leans down, taking her lips as she blows an indigent snort. It’s not like she wants to squeal like a bitch as he rams that hot, splitting—fuck it. No more roleplays. She coils her arms around his neck.

‘Just fuck me!’ She expresses with all but her words as Nik pistons into her with intense focus. Each pump sends ripples through her flesh, making her giant tits jiggle and mush into his chest as he takes the job of being her impromptu breeder seriously.

Her moans turn blissful as she eventually feels Nik swell more, if it were possible, before feeling an almost unending stream of thick ropes of cum jetting into her womb.

Yep, Irina thinks as her vision swims.

No wonder those skanks were ready to have her locked with Nik… all those sluts… they want more and more reinforcements!

But Irina claims an unbending belief that sex alone will be boring. No…

This sweet bastard has a way for all of them, including her… and she hates to admit her love for it.

Claiming him for her will be a long, arduous task. So, Irina realizes the worth of valuable allies as Nik’s throbbing cock issues its last spurt of cum. His seed cozily fills her. She’s bred and then some more.

And she’s tired after all that.

‘No… don’t just stroke and pat my head like that,’ she begrudges. Use her. She at least has a chance to remain awake like that. Hurt her—

No… he lies beside her, gently kissing her cheek and letting her lean on his chest while brushing her hair.

‘Damn…’ Irina’s consciousness feels like slipping into the dreamland. ‘So unfair…’ she sleeps with a blissful smile as contentment radiates from her being.

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Alternate Title: Nik Selects June’s Location—Random Irina Quest Pops Up; June: I Get It. I’d Delay Meetings To Fuck Her, Too; Irina’s Good; Pity Sex?; Lesson Plan; Irina and Nik Straight Up Display Porn For Sex Ed; The Eyes Follow; The Walls Have Ears *Nik: Good. Let Them All Hear It; The Treasure; Nik’s Privacy; Suki: Bring Back The War Fans Combat; Kyoshi Verses Away: Hmm? I Feel Disturbance In The Force; Hot Take: Force Ghosts Are Just Avatar Spirits; Even Hotter Take: Lightsabers Suck; Nik’s Bottom Line; Full Incubus Blast; The Bitchbreaker; Squirters Are No Mess For Waterbenders; Squirt Away; Smeared And Hot; Irina Must Breed; The Filled Cunt; Cumming Up; It Ain’t Sex… It’s Nik?; The Need For Comrades; Nik Masters Bitchbending; Bitchbending Breath First Form: Headpats; Nik—Fuckers of Many, Master of None; The Best Tongue In The West That Guy From Center Fruit Ad: Heresy*; Irina’s Beat and Happy; The Art of Blissful Sleeping; Unfair Nik

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A/N: I think this smut turned out great. What do you guys think?