Village Head's Debauchery



Observing her actions, I couldn't help but shake my head with an amused smile. "No need to rush. I'll come to find you once you've settled down on the farm, alright?" I reassured her, feeling her legs tighten around my hips. I entertained the thought of prying her legs open, but before I could make a move, she anticipated my intention and wrapped her arms around me tightly, leaving me no choice but to reciprocate the embrace, ensuring she wouldn't fall to the floor.

Chuckling at her attitude, I turned my head to glance at Grandma Derry, who watched us with a knowing smile. Parting my lips, I silently called for her assistance, communicating my message without uttering a word, using deliberate lip movements that conveyed my request.

She flashed a mischievous smile before releasing a deep exhale, her hands gently prying Grandma Vivian's body away from mine. "We have many things to attend to at the moment, Vivian. Besides," she whispered, her voice carrying a hint of playful teasing, "You're not planning on having Kushi in the village chief's compound, are you?" Engaged in a hushed conversation, she continued to speak into Vivian's ear until she had completely disengaged herself from me.

As I stood up, I observed Grandma Vivian tidying her tulga beside Derry, her gaze fixed on me with a serious expression. "Don't forget, or better yet, don't be late," she warned, her words carrying a sense of urgency and expectation.

With a serious expression adorning her face, she walked away, making her way towards the door. However, even amidst the seriousness, I couldn't help but notice a playful smile tugging at the corners of her lips before she exited the room. Shifting my attention back to the sole remaining person, I raised an eyebrow in curiosity as I caught Grandma Derry staring at me, a strangely sweet smile gracing her features. Thankfully, the gilfs in this world didn't appear sickly and frail; otherwise, the intensity of her stare would have been too unsettling to pass as normal.

However, curiosity got the best of me, and I couldn't resist asking, "What is it?" Grandma Derry's smile narrowed into a smug expression as she approached me, placing her hands firmly on my shoulders. "I, too, wish to be your partner," she said, her voice filled with determination.

Fixing her gaze upon me, she suddenly enveloped me in a tight embrace, pulling me close as she continued, "Unlike the others who you might have proposed to, if you accept me as your partner, everything I possess will become yours. And by everything, I mean everything except your own," she revealed, her words carrying a sense of commitment and devotion.

Observing the woman before me offering her possessions and possibly herself, a mischievous impulse took hold of me. I swiftly reached behind me and firmly grasped her large ample buttocks, feeling their roundness beneath the fabric of her long gown. Without hesitation, I slid my fingers between her cheeks, playfully twirling my hand around her the outlines of her butt hole. 

"Orion..." Grandma Derry's expression shifted to a frown as she looked at me with a perplexed gaze. "What are you doing?" she questioned, turning her head to glance down at her own curvaceous ass. Her attention seemed to be more focused on why my hands were lingering around her butt hole rather than simply appreciating the sensation of her firm protruding buttocks.

"This is my way of saying that when I come to meet you guys later, I will give you my answer," I chuckled, knowing well that she enjoyed playful banter and was the mischievous one among our group. As such, I couldn't resist testing my own bag of tricks on her and seeing how she would react. 

Nevertheless, she responded to my words in a way I had anticipated, saying, "Alright, I will be waiting for you to arrive so that you can give me your answer." Her actions took me by surprise, as she leaned her head forward, hinting at a kiss on my cheek very close to my lips.

With a mischievous smile, she added, "I might not be desperate now, but if you take your time and waste it, then I might be." With that, she disentangled herself from my grasp, and as my hand slipped away from her protruding buttocks, she bid me farewell, saying, "See you later, Orion." She walked out of the room, leaving me as the last person standing.

"It seems that I won't be getting any rest for a while," I murmured to myself, a mischievous smile spreading across my face at the enticing prospect. With that thought lingering in my mind, I made my way out of the room, to go meet the village chief before I meet up with Aunt Greta.

…....…

"That will be all. If there's anything else I may have overlooked, let me know so that I can ensure that it is discreetly taken care of. We cannot afford to let the rest of the village in on this," the village chief said, his gaze fixed on the young man standing before him, who had ceaselessly surprised him ever since catching his attention. 

Now faced with one of the most challenging situations he had never even imagined, he had to find a better way to solve this dilemma and protect the secret. After all, the person he was dealing with wasn't just a warrior with extraordinary potential, but also a young man whose semen alone could impregnate a woman just after penetrating them once. And if that wasn't enough, his semen possessed the capabilities to impregnate even those who were previously infertile, making it important for him to treat this situation with utmost delicacy and careful handling.

And honestly, if it were even remotely possible, the village chief would have sought a way to halt Orion's warrior training, redirecting his efforts towards managing the village's numbers. However, such a notion was burdened with danger, for burdening a single individual with the responsibility of the village's growth was as risky as it was impractical.