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“And then—” June heaves with a grin, sweat running down her beautiful face as she gives her favorite cock a firm squeeze from the base, letting Souko’s hands do the rest. “—she started forcing others to play with her! Hahahaha!” Her drunken laugh booms without concern for others as she describes how pitifully Toph failed at trying to play others. Since their group didn’t buy her blindfold act, the guests of this world didn’t fall for it either! And when the (Not So) Blind Bandit resorted to forcing others into her game, she got herself grounded to the Sloth apartment by Poppy!

Toph should have seen it coming—pun intended. The girl lost her excuse of blindness weeks ago!

Nik takes a moment to appreciate June’s costume. As for Souko? Not so much. The former dresses in a dim black sweater and skirt, wearing her dark tresses in two braids tied up by muted grey bands attached to June’s signature skull motif. A generous portion of her bangs cascade down the right side of her face, hiding one of her viridian green pupils decorated with black eye shadows. Noticing his appreciative gaze, June licks her thickly painted black lips, marks of which ring around his veiny shaft throbbing in their hands.

Hori chose a cosplay of someone called ‘Wednesday’ for June, which included makeup to cover her face in an almost chalkish tint, something June firmly rejected—thankfully! But Nik admits he thoroughly enjoys June sucking his cock and marking it with her lipstick. And Souko? She was happy to wear the costume of a generic office worker. What’s different, you may ask? In Souko’s words—there’s nothing generic about her and her household. Nik would agree— ‘Would’—if he didn’t spend some time with June going through a catalog of hentai purchased from the Reincarnation Trading Facility.

As it turns out—Slut Family? Pretty generic. Of course, Nik isn’t kicked in the head to equate media with real life, so he didn’t argue Souko’s point. There’s also a depressing note as to why Souko didn’t wear a costume. As one would have it, Ray might think his homeworld is a Hentai one, but even Hentai worlds have an economy to uphold. Souko was called in despite her early notice for a break, and while she is her branch’s manager, some work cannot be sidelined. She came directly from work to his apartment for drinks.

A lesser man would taunt Souko, or Kurumi, for that matter. But Nik is neither of those. He gave her an area full of booze, a great drinking partner in the form of a gloomily dressed ‘Wednesday’ June, and a much-needed sexual relief after a day’s hard work!

“Nothing beats its taste~!” Souko moans, pressing his cockhead against her extending, taut tongue while stroking him at a swift pace. The two women aren’t required to understand each other through their words when their hands pick the verbal slack.

And it is not sign language.

Souko and June glance at each other, sporting similarly drunk grins, before leaning onto one another and kissing. Their fingers interlock around Nik’s cock as they begin a somewhat gripping handjob. He leans back on his mattress, having it laid out to fuck Kaya and Mitsuko before the current two visitors. His hands palm their asses since the two women flank him while sitting on their knees, bringing him to a satisfying completion as they cover his tip with their palms, letting jets of hot cum splatter against them and lather their hands as they slowly separate their palms to bring their fingers against each other’s lips.

“Hmm!” The duo moans, letting go of each other before glancing at Nik, making him chuckle as he repeats his sentence twice in both languages to get his point across.

“Nice teamwork. Are you sure you two aren’t some distant relatives?”

And given how Nik understands their origins, he admits the distance is quite large! He wonders if one can measure the distance between planets. There must be some unit of measurement, right?

He shakes his head, curbing his ideal curiosity as he refocuses on the two women, who slowly unbutton/slide their tops away, only for Nik to raise his hands.

“Nope!” he grins. “It stays on. You two are wearing skirts, right?”

Matching grins match his suggestion as the two women turn around, shaking their round asses, which fill out their skirts to the limits as Nik has to fight back his urge to rip the fabric from the center and fuck them without tugging their skirts away!

And seeing the black, ring-like smudges around his sloppy yet hard cock, Nik knows who he wants to fill out first! And the world continues to shine on him since his target also comes with reigns to hold onto in the form of two braids!

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“Look at that,” Katara smirks, adjusting the sleeves of her thick blue kimono—much like her mother’s costume—and brushing her brown locks, wearing her hair in an unfamiliar ponytail instead of her usual hair loops and braid. “She has a fan.”

Jin pouts, a little more than envious seeing Suki and Megumi chatting, even if through their smartphones. The two women quickly took to each other—Suki appreciating Megumi’s training ethics from what Nik had already introduced her to, and Megumi wanting to see Suki in practice with how the Ty Sisters praise her. But Suki cannot demonstrate too many skills in her attire, or else she will end up ‘Demonstrating’ something more. Dressed in only a samurai armor inlaid with padded clothing to not chafe her skin, Suki presents herself as gallant and ‘fickle,’ with Hori admitting that her inspiration was a great warrior named Ushiwakamaru.

“What’s with that face?” Katara scoffs with a smirk as she observes Jin’s pouty face. “Azula is right about you. You’re worse than her. You don’t like practicing, but you pout the second you feel the attention slip away.”

“So?” Jin scoffs, crossing her arms, inadvertently pumping her monumental breasts up through the green corset while dressed in a bar maid’s costume. “I quite enjoy training with Poppy, Michi, and Kya. They understand my troubles.”

Katara quietly sips her cold drink, enjoying the grape taste as she mutters, “Which is laziness, right?”

“You cannot teach a fish to fly,” Jin haughtily sniffs. “My talents don’t lie in training.”

Katara giggles under her breath, not really wanting to grill Jin during a party as they glance at Kurumi and Azula hogging the couch near the T.V.

“Why did you have to make it a part of the party?” Katara huffs as Jin shrugs. “Didn’t I tell you? You can’t teach a fish to fly. My talents lie in observing things others ignore. Say, would you like to make a bet?”

“A bet?” Katara perks with interest as she stares at Azula and Kurumi.

“The two of them will go to his place together,” Jin smirks.

Katara works her jaw as she nods. “I’m in. What are we betting?”

Not in want of money, Jin proposes with a mischievous giggle, “If I’m right, you’ll be my speaking partner for five days. Others are usually dead tired after a day’s work and don’t practice speaking Japanese with me.”

“And if I win, you tell me more embarrassing stories about Azula I can use later.”

Jin gasps, “How can I? Most of the embarrassing things were when Azula and I started going out—getting the hang of ‘it,’ you know?”

Katara grins, “Even better!”

Jin contemplates for not more than three seconds before shrugging and grinning, “Kay~!”

They shake each other’s hands and eye each other confidently. Katara doesn’t see Mitsuko’s and Ursa’s youngest getting together at all! The two are at each other’s throats!

But as Jin said, others miss what she observes. And she scrutinized plenty to remain confident in her odds.

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A portion of her leotard-torn and white panty panties pushed aside—Nik bottoms out in Kurumi’s wet, flexing pussy as the smell of arousal starts getting to Nik, too. Azula embraces him from behind, coiling her arms from under his pits as she claws at his chest—another portion marked with nails since his body, from neck to legs, is littered with hungry marks of nails, bites, and harsh, possessive kisses. It doesn’t matter to Nik. He’d heal from those effortlessly.

Pressed against the wall, Kurumi moans, her back shuddering as Nik doesn’t need to see her face to realize the kind of face the youngest Souma is making as he gives her little rest, thrusting his gallant cock with utter focus as he tilts to press his lips against Azula’s hungry ones. One of his hands grips the faux devil tail jutting from Kurumi’s costume from around the center of her hips, sorely wishing for it to be real since Kurumi isn’t any less than an actual devil when it comes to finding basic excuses to fuck him.

A competition to see who will get dibs on the controller later?—Come on.

And then there’s Azula, dressed in a barmaid’s kit, not unlike Jin’s, with a simple variation of color scheme from green and pale yellow to red and deep brown. Her flipped brown skirt reveals her reddened ass, fucked right with fresh juices spilling down her creamy thighs. Nik was somewhat right. The duo is oddly similar. Now he ponders, in the bliss of Kurumi’s pussy sheathing him till her very limits, and Azula’s excited tongue matching his force with all her regal vigor—‘I found the two in two different worlds. Strictly speaking, my chances of finding similar individuals in other worlds are NOT zero.’

Given how readily Nik is inside two of them, he couldn’t help but feel eerily ominous. If he remains on such a streak, and one day these sexual goblinoids have the strength and urge to overpower him—he’s fucked, isn’t he? Literally, figuratively, and sexually.

That premonition does little to stop him. His waist, more trained than the rest of his body, continues its grind, thrusting rhythmically in ways he knows Kurumi loves the best.

*Plap* *Plap* *Plap*

*Plap* *Plap*

*Plap*

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“Mhgh,” Mai moans softly, more of the kind to exhale her moans instead of sounding them unless she’s working her energy-bending skill bestowed by the Flower Spirit of Fertility.

“Oh, fuck~!” It’s Nik who moans breathlessly with an unashamed red sun tattoo right on the flat of his crotch as he cums inside Mai for the umpteenth time. He embraces her tightly, resting his chin on her left shoulder as he heaves loudly while copious cum slathers their bedding, something that will need hours of scrubbing or a really good waterbender to clean. His cock crazily twitches in her moist, tight cunt, exerting a feeling of being on edge once again, like a scratch of pleasure a man needs to work against, clenching his ass and making his erection thicker to feel the tug of skin around the cockhead as the final bliss to some serious enlightening post-nut clarity!

Only—in Nik’s case, his occasional post-nut clarity feels even more distant when Mai uses her skill only on him in private, as she did come alone. His breathing eventually eases as Mai coos hotly, running her fingers through his hair as she whispers, “Let it all out.” Not really subservient like Azula or eager to impress him at every point like Katara, Mai likes being her gentlest self in their lonesome—not even when Michi is present. Her legs around his waist, as they remain in a lotus-like position, tighten, making Nik feel her depths.

Mai’s gentle smile eventually twists into a slightly smug smirk, enjoying Nik’s caring attitude as he will even admit she comes across as an actual cat with her paradoxical disposition under the dim illumination of orange and pink. But he doesn’t want to wipe that away in a wane attempt to conquer his lovers at every step. That’s what Azula is here for! And every day spent with them makes him understand them more from little observations.

“Nik,” Mai whispers, licking her dry lips. “I’m thirsty and exhausted. Could you send me back?”

“Of course,” Nik smiles as Mai gently leans for a loving peck. “After another round? You’re going crazy inside me.” Her smirk regains her sadistic, muted quality as her narrowed, tawny eyes glint with fond amusement, unlike her usual distant and solitude-driven self. “And how about sporting the mark for its natural duration?”

“I’d go crazy,” Nik smirks, grunting huskily, but he doesn’t deny the notion as he gently lowers her against the bed, feeling his ‘itch’ nearing its release as Mai truly tests his newfound strength and control with how he’s keeping himself from busting a fat nut inside her again! The notion of screwing away their family plan and wedding just to make sure Mai gets pregnant right here and now feels unnaturally tantalizing. The depth of his core coos into his ears, stirring his lustful blood to demand just that! But Nik knows better, and his bloodline is not strong enough to wipe his senses and make him resort to using his Bloodline skills to force his opinions on others.

He wants love. And he knows he has to work for it with every bit of discipline he conquered in his previous battles.

*Bang* *Bang* *Bang*

Loud knocks interrupt their moment as Mai, still with nothing but a pair of maroon cat ears on, deadpans, even scowling at the interruption as they hear Sokka’s rough shout.

“You’re doing it again, Man! It’s too ‘sweet’ out here! Control it and blow it off once you’re done! I don’t want to rock my erection for any woman but my fiancee!”

Nik blinks before he realizes that focusing on mental preservation screwed his other control as he shoots Mai an annoyed stare.

“What?” Mai smirks, arching her hips up and bucking them while feeling Nik rub and instantly cum in her honeypot at a momentary lapse of control. “Just get better~!” Nik would say she trilled, but that would be a lie. Mai never ‘trills,’ right?

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Mai’s little present may not be with him for more than an hour, but he still feels five times as sensitive and ‘eager,’ which is a dangerous combination factored in with his bloodline. Nik practically had to fuck Mai another time to ‘gently’ persuade her to not crank it up to the limit of ten times the sensitivity, but Nik has also had time for Yue, Toph, Katara/Jin, Poppy, Suki/Ursa, and Kya. It’s been a wild night for sure, but the knock from Sayoko came surprisingly late. Not that he minded it since the girl admitted to chatting with other girls, despite the after-sex glow and the sudden increase of his pheromones acting against her instincts, claiming she’d ridden the ‘Horny’ Dragon for a long time to ease her urges despite the wetness of the fabric covering her crotch.

How he surprised Sayoko by eating her out and cumming buckets (figuratively?) inside her is something for their moment as he continues to revel in the feeling. It’s a party, and only now is he starting to feel like one due to the sheer enjoyment. He never really went all out like this after his evolution, and he’s glad he is since even if Sayoko may come across as relatively ‘frail,’ her experience and ability to feel pleasure is nothing to scoff at. It takes little to no time for Mitsuko, Azula, and Kurumi to want more. Expecting others with desires for ‘seconds,’ and already ‘blurred,’ Nik cares little for snatching away the next two women rudely pounding at his door. Drunk on lust for some reason, a sensation he never really let loose to such an extent, Nik only remembers their hazy, lust-filled, and accusatory eyes before snatching them away into his humble, sex-scented abode.

Others keep on coming, and the rest decide to stay the night—whether they like it or not since Nik wouldn’t be meeting them for a while.

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“Where is she?” Megumi demands as the Ty-Sisters glance at each other embarrasedly. In their infinite wisdom, they decided not to stay in the room beside Nik’s apartment and chose to stay in Kya’s room. As for Sokka and Rena, who wanted some alone time? Hmph, tough luck! 

The distant poundings, thumpings, and moans make Megumi blush even harder as she snorts at the lack of sisters’ response before stamping her feet and walking up to Nik’s door.

Her mother is missing!

She can’t leave without—

“Aaghhh~ Oh!—”

Megumi blushes. Her hand stops before pounding at the door lest it opens to reveal other forms of pounding. She grits her jaw. It can’t be possible, right? Her mother cannot be IN there! Maybe she left already—Megumi reasons. The last she saw of her mother was she and Kyouko getting drunk together and complaining about their dresses, making Hori leave quietly with cold sweat streaming down her face.

‘Yes, she left. She was drunk and probably forgot to tell me. Which means I have to go back home quickly!’ Megumi gulps drily, glancing at the ‘Occupied’ sign hanging from the doorknob before smacking it away in frustration!

Imagine her frustration when the sign falls on its opposite side, revealing the tag ‘Lust’ in the same pattern as the tags marking the other four apartments.

And much to her speechlessness, Megumi deadpans at the Ty Sisters as they giggle wryly, “Do you think we can sleep at your house? We’ll bundle together without taking up too much space/bitch.”

Megumi glances at their smartphone, wondering if they HAD to add the ‘bitch’ at the end, probably from Ty Woo. She snorts quietly, “Whatever! Coming here was a mistake!” She glances at the top floor, the Apartment of Lust now hosting another party. Taking Megumi’s words as acceptance, the angelic sisters follow their Kendo escort while discussing things animatedly in their native language. Their smirks and hand gestures let Megumi know it’s not a discussion she wants to be a part of.

Well…

That’s questionable.

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“So, two things to keep note of.” Zuko stares at the beautiful night sky on a distant tree from the apartment. “Not to travel to Islands with Nik, and to ALWAYS be the first one to leave from his parties—unless I find a girlfriend or a fiancee.”

Zuko knows his uncle would say—Why fetter to one when you can have two?

But the former prince can do without it as he cradles his hands beneath his head and closes his eyes, revealing an expert balance befitting a warrior.

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Alternate Title: *Drunk June to a Drunk Souko*: You Have a Friend In Me; Heavy Drinking, Heavy Fucking; Banging The Gloominess Out of Wednesday; June’s New Favorite Day: Wednesday; Twin Braids/Tails Do Be The Best Reigns; Drunk on Cum; Drunk on Lust; The Heavy Competition; Jin’s a Fish Who Loves Fucking Others Up; A Talent Best Left Suppressed; Village Girls Be Crazy Rides; Katara’s New Nightmare—Language Training With Jin; Jin Isn’t The Kind To Reveal Bedroom Secrets Until Shared With One; The Distant Masses of Tsundere-Regal Sluts; The Drove of Heavy Fucking; So Many Creampies And Still Not a Bun in the Oven *Sadge*; Mai’s Crazy Gentle Alone!; Trigger; Boiling Blood; Lust’s Coo; Want of Lover; Azula Getting Shade; Heavy Cummer; Nik’s Elusive Enlightenment; *Nik After Fucking Himself Sore Somehow*: I Don’t Want to Be Horny, I Want To Be Happy. *Sees The Content Expression of His Women*: And I’m Happy; Two Accusatory Pounds; Releasing Lust In The Air; Mai to Nik: Git Gud!; Megumi’s Mom Can’t Possibly Have Sex, Right? Megumi Was a Blessing From God!; The Disappeared Maid and Nun; Sneaking Hori; The Pent-Up Ty Siblings; Bitch is Necessary—Ty Woo, Probably; Zuko On a Lone Branch: Damn, Being a Farmer Means No Bitch?; *Spirit Iroh Advising in Zuko’s Ears*: Get Bitches and Wives, Nephew. One Makes Good Tea, And The Other One Knows How To Bend After Spilling It.