"Mithras! As a man, don't you feel the least bit ashad for making such an outrageous request?!" Enraged by Mithras' demand, Cassandra snapped.
"Why should a man feel ashad for wanting to make the world a better place for himself? On the contrary, I have never felt manlier than today!
And it is for all the n of the world that I am doing this!
Day and morning, evening and afternoon all I hear is how difficult it is to be a woman! But do you have any idea of how hard it is to be a man? If you knew, you wouldn't be blaming ...for wanting to make the world fairer to us!
One mont she wants babies, next thing you know the bitch is cursing you for making her pregnant. 'Wahh, I want apples.' You bring the apples she don't want apples no more. Now it's pretzels, then it's bananas. Sweet and sour, all changing at a whim! Then she's screaming and acting a fool for nothing! Finding problems when you seek peace and making your life miserable. But the man sucks it up and stays supportive every step of the way.
That's the man's side of a pregnancy! Sothing no one talks about. And that's just one example among many of the constant struggles n endure!
There is nothing stronger than a man in this world! But I do not want to be strong! I want to have it easy! My position is clear, and I won't budge an inch!" Mithras went off, leaving Cassandra speechless.
"Is this how you...love ?"
"Who says that if I love you I gotta stuff you? We can go on a thousand dates, share common interests, hugs and kisses—just no tongue or dick because I am a firm believer in platonic love wherever financial interests don't converge. And dear Cassandra, our financial interests are looking pretty divergent right now!"
"Y-you..."
" what? Am I lost? I'm right here. In your face. Staring you in the eyes and telling you that if you want in your bed...you gotta pay what you owe!" Mithras said in a loud and direct tone, pulling a paper note out of his spatial ring, and slamming it at his feet.
"Six years of unpaid labor. Two sessions of delicious pounding. Dozen counts of orgasms and liters of cock-milk.
I'm giving you the fingering as a freebee and not counting my first three years of work because back then, you were still treating right. But you gotta pay the rest in full, or we will switch to hand-holding. Your call."
At every opportunity, in every dream, Mithras wondered how he'd start selling his services and prepared for this day. All that preparation erupted this very instant, putting Cassandra at a loss.
He was serious. This wasn't a joke. If she didn't pay his fees, they would switch to platonic love!
But in the real world, how many could be satisfied with that type of relationship? And even if she was that type of person, after tasting Mithras' divine rod and Human Aphrodisiac talent, there is no way that Cassandra could live without his at!
Just standing so close to him was filling her with the urge to jump on his dick and mount him till he stuffed her hole with a million babies!
Biting her lips, the Astalon matriarch balled up her fist, trembling as she picked up Mithras' paper note to read his fees.
"2...2.2 million ener crystals? Oooooh," Barely had Cassandra read the note that she suffered a dizzy spell, passing out on the spot.
Not expecting such an extre reaction, Mithras scratched his head, covering Cassandra in velvet sheets, before leaping off the bed.
'Mhm...I thought the price was fair. System, do you think it was excessive?'
"Amaz..." A series of system prompts echoed in Mithras' mind. But as the Human Aphrodisiac was about to leap from joy at all these gains, a sweet and consuming floral scent reached his nose, making his skin flush as his cock hardened in his pants.
Mithras' eyes stretched wide, and he dropped to his knees, holding his shoulders as his body temperature rose to extre levels.
"Finally. I thought she'd never leave." A lodious voice ca from the entrance, and the door opened wide, revealing one of the Astalon junior ladies.
The mont next, that lady's appearance changed completely, becoming a riveting young woman with dark-blue hair held in a ponytail, thin red lips, and a srizing pair of sapphire eyes.
But while those eyes sparkled like angelic gems, as the newcor stared at him, Mithras felt like a lamb pinned under the claws of a drooling wolf.
Not the best feeling in the world.
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