Grand Lust Sovereign

There was a lot to unpack here, with important things already in the open.

Eleanor walked up to Julien and pulled his cheek hard enough for it to sting.

"Owwww-" Julien struggled to free himself as she did that.

Leona watched from the sidelines, wondering what was happening.

Eleanor took hold of her nightgown and said, "You really are getting rebellious. Some disciplining is definitely needed."

As she let go of him, he rubbed his aching cheek and thought, 'That hurt quite a lot. Damn, is this due to my luck or something?'

An auspicious night filled with wonders of lustful pleasure was disrupted with Leona's sudden appearance. If this wasn't due to his misfortune, then Julien didn't know what was.

"What's wrong, my dear? You seem quite troubled." Eleanor put on her nightgown as she conversed.

Leona scratched her eyebrow with her index finger and said, "It's about the Tower and its influence on our world. I wouldn't have disturbed you had it not been urgent."

"Mm-hm. Take a seat, and go on." Eleanor said as she walked around to pick up Julien's shorts.

Leona sat on the edge of the bed, in front of the naked Julien. Her eyes weren't on him but her mother, as if him being in such a state wasn't abnormal at all.

"As you know, most of the constellations do not know what goes on outside the Tower…" Leona opened the conversation again as her eyes moved in the direction of her mother.

Eleanor had grabbed the shorts by now and kneeled in front of Julien, making him wear it.

Leona watched it absentmindedly and continued, "We've firmly believed such is the case, but lately, some Players have reported that their constellations have given them tasks which aren't within the Tower."

Julien didn't know how important this conversation was or the deeper things his mother and elder sister knew of. He thought of it as just another conflict that had to be resolved.

He was in the mood to play around, and he did exactly that by arching his hips to have his dick stick to Eleanor's smooth face, rendering her unable to pull his shorts up.

She stretched the shorts' waistband, but Julien removed one of his legs from it and quickly did the same with the other.

A mischievous smirk was on his face as he watched the knitted brows of his mother.

As Leona had a side view of the two, she couldn't properly read the room. She was in her own zone and continued, "It is not common and I would've overlooked it, but the task given to the Players grabbed my attention. These aren't your usual ones, but they also don't seem unusual to be given much importance…"

Julien wasn't listening while Eleanor was.

Had Eleanor's attention been fully on Julien, he wouldn't have been able to fool around so much. Her brain couldn't process the ways to deal with him instantly as it was busy comprehending Leona's words. It was also her first time dealing with such a situation, so Julien had an easy time.

Eleanor grabbed his ankle and stopped him from running away. She gave him an angry stare and tried to make him wear shorts again.

This seductive lady of his looked so cute with such a face. Julien couldn't help but pinch her cheek with a smile.

Eleanor slapped his hand away and gave him another warning stare.

"…this one Player was given a task to plant a random sapling near a potato field. He didn't think much of it and did the work and went back to the Tower. A week later, the green leafy potato shoots suddenly withered and alarmed the farmers. When they went to check, the potatoes underground weren't harmed. It was just the shoots above that dried up…"

Eleanor was attentively listening right now as she was successfully able to make him wear his shorts.

She faced Leona and nodded periodically.

Julien saw how focused she was and decided to test the waters. Would she lose focus if he did something mischievous?

The first thing he did was stand beside her and hug her waist.

Eleanor had no reaction.

He looked at Leona and waited for a bit, not hurrying as it would disturb them.

"…the potatoes that shouldn't be ready for harvest until two to three more months were ready right away. It was a mystery that shocked the farmers. They harvested them and the potatoes were distributed around the Kingdom…"

Eleanor was too focused.

Julien felt it was the right time. He slithered his hand under her semi-transparent and felt the marshmallow-ey texture. He didn't stop there and caressed her hairy lips with the tip of his fingers, feeling both roughness and smoothness.

The two ladies didn't pay any attention. The talks about farmers and potatoes were more important.

Julien stopped with this and went to fetch a glass of water. He wanted to test something else.

"…and when the people consumed these potatoes…"

Eleanor raised her eyebrow. "…they fell sick and died?"

Leona shook her head. "No."

Julien arrived at this point and handed her a glass of water. He gave it to Leona too.

The two ladies held it and took a small sip, fully committed to this conversation, unaware of the glass of water appearing in their hands.

"Everyone was perfectly fine. There weren't any problems with them." Leona didn't keep her mother in suspense. "At least, this was on the outside. They looked perfectly fine and healthy, and they physically were, but there was one problem they all suffered through. It was quite subtle, but there."

Julien couldn't watch his mother stand still. He held her and made her sit beside Leona.

The two ladies faced each other as they conversed with one of their legs on the bed.

Julien took the glass of water from Eleanor's hand and put it away.

He then got on the bed and laid down, ensuring to keep his head on his mother's lap.

Eleanor instinctively caressed his hair, completely unaware of it.

Julien didn't do anything and rested for a bit.

"…they were having sad dreams and felt lost. It was almost a month later that they began lacking motivation to even do the basic tasks. They were depressed as the dreams felt like reality."

Right in front of Julien's eyes, he could see twin peaks covered by a thin, semi-transparent garment.

Eleanor's nipple grazed against her garment and as he could see it vividly, he decided to gently pinch it and see everyone's reaction.

Eleanor didn't react. Neither did Leona.

'They are so focused. Is the conversation this important?' Julien thought, but couldn't care less.

He wrapped his arm around Eleanor's waist to take support and slightly got up to suck on her firmly soft nipple.

He could feel the garment more than that, but he wasn't complaining.

"Around these times, a rumor spread that there was an angel god who was benevolent and took everyone's sins unto him, blessing them to start anew. He answered prayers and the ritual to pray to him wasn't complicated either."

Eleanor frowned. "So… the depressed people…"

Leona nodded. "That's right. They took the bait and began worshipping him."

Julien was more and more amused. He really wanted to test how long it would be until they noticed his shenanigans now.

He stopped sucking for a moment and got out of bed, only to get in front of Eleanor.

He extended his arms out to her, as if demanding a hug, and almost instantly, Eleanor took hold of him as her gentle side flared up.

She sat cross-legged on the bed's edge with Leona in front, and Julien was now on her lap, his legs and arms wrapped around her body as he lay in a frontal hug and kept his head on her shoulder.

Eleanor rubbed his back and continued to listen to Leona.

"The result of this worship was them starting a better life, but as time passed, their numbers gradually reduced. As it was a small population, their deaths went unnoticed by most. The members of our guild had family members in this group. They seeked medicine and potions to heal them, but it was all for naught. It was through them we were able to investigate the matter so thoroughly and connect the dots."

Eleanor and Leona were too invested in this now.

They did not notice Julien turning Eleanor to the side, ensuring both her legs were on the ground and not the bed.

He turned around as well and sat on the bed with his back glued to his mother's front.

His face was stuffed between the large mounds and his legs were on the ground too.

Slowly, he pulled his shorts down, and made Eleanor's hand move towards his erect cock.

She held it without any reservations, and as she had given him a handjob multiple times before, she developed a muscle memory which led to her stroking it right now.

Leona was watching this, but in her vision was the scene of the things she was explaining.

Moments passed. As Eleanor wasn't focused, the intensity of her pace did not increase. It was constant.

Julien thought at this point, 'They are too immersed. Let's see if they can continue to do so if I do this…'