After we secured all the women, we washed them and clothed them before leading them outside Silent Moons Camp, making our way towards Whiterun.
As we walked I checked over my skills, which had leveled up a bit during the fight.
{One-Handed: 35 -> 37}
{Block: 20 -> 24}
{Light Armor: 19 -> 23}
{Destruction: 34 -> 36}
{Restoration: 20 -> 22}
{Level Up: 13 -> 15}
Increasing my Health twice, I took {Agile Defender 1/5} and {Regeneration}, improving my armor stat and increasing how potent my healing was.
I wanted to start working on tuning the Elemental Cloaks into a Healing Cloak, one that would passively regenerate my health as I fought.
If I could get that going, there was a perk, {Respite}, that regenerated my stamina as well as health, and if I grabbed {Recovery} to increase my magicka regeneration speed, I'd be much stronger then I was now.
So, that was why I decided that I needed to start traveling now, and if possible, find a group of bandits to experiment on; see how much I could regenerate from their bodies, as well as how much experience I'd gain as I did so.
However, the first thing I needed to do was get these women back to Whiterun, get a little more gold, improve my gear, and enchant a few rings.
After that, I wanted to make my way over to Falkreath, become Thane, and purchase Lakeview Manor.
I needed a home now, and Helgen was a ways away from my current strenght.
Glancing over at Aela, I wondered how the woman would take the news, considering her previous outburst...
Shaking my head, I made sure the woman next to me avoided the large root that snaked along the ground, taking in her blank eyes and slack expression.
This was how normal people reacted to what had just happened; they had likely been passed around for who knows how long, from one Orc to the next, their minds slowly chipped away...
If I was in that position?
Considering how arousing Bula had been, as well as angering, I think that if I had run into them before Aela, before everyone else, I'd have accepted that offer, just for the hell of it.
I couldn't view the deeper branches of the Debauchery skill tree, but there was definitely something that would be over powered down that path.
Losing myself to my thoughts, I eventually noticed that we had returned to Whiterun, the city lit by various braziers and torches.
Seeing us, the Guards swarmed forwards, taking the women from our arms and moving them towards the Lightning District, where they would be provided for and documented.
As for Aela and I, we made our way back to Jorrvaskr, where many Companions sat around the fire, eating, drinking, and joking with one another.
However, seeing our exhausted and battered forms, Vilkas, Skjor, and Kodlak rose from their seats, staring at us in surprise.
Aela just waved them off, and I gave them a small smile before following the Huntress down the stairs, heading towards her room.
"Will you give them the report later?"
Looking back at me, Aela nodded before grabbing my hand, her face tired.
"Tomorrow... I'm exhausted..."
Allowing her to lead me to her room, we both swiftly threw off our armor and wiped ourselves down, both giving the other once overs before plopping into bed, Aela wrapping her arms around me.
Sinking into one anothers warmth, I allowed her a few moments of peace before saying "Aela... Tomorrow I start preparing to leave."
She pulled away, her eyes wide and filled with anxiety as she asked "T-Tomorrow? W-Why?!"
Chuckling slightly, I pulled her back down into me, gently stroking her long hair.
"I want to make my way down to Falkreath, earn a little gold, and purchase some land to build a house. Whiterun is a beautiful Hold, but it's in the center of everything; it's the most important Hold still available for the Legion or Stormcloaks.
Falkreath won't change ownership anytime soon, so it's peaceful. Besides, the climates nice down south. So, I want to try and become a Thane and get some land for myself."
Aela trembled slightly in my arms, and I stared down at her, worried.
Her pale blue eyes were watery; gone was the confident Huntress who has slain many.
In her place was now a frightened girl, her eyes staring straight at me with many emotions.
Continuing to stroke her hair, I placed dozens of kisses on her face, trying to calm her down.
"I'm not leaving you forever Aela. I'll be back in a month or two..."
Her trembling decreased, and she muttered "W-Will you..?"
Nodding, I placed a kiss on her lips, thrusting my tongue deep into her mouth.
She instantly coiled hers around mine, and I felt her hands move down to my ass.
Feeling her cock hardening against my stomach, I moaned into her mouth as we kissed, before pulling away.
Her pale face was flushed with lust, and I smirked at her.
"Come on, lets make this night one to remember, hmm~?"
Aela bit her lip before nodding, moving to lay on top of me.
Pinning my hands beside my head, she recaptured my lips and eagerly devoured my tongue, her long cock poking into the area above my womb.
Releasing me, she guided herself into my cunt, both of us moaning as she instantly pierced into my womb.
Pressing her body into mine, she started thrusting forwards, using her whole body to keep me down.
Wrapping my legs around her waist, I greedily accepted both her tongue and cock, enjoying the way she desperately clung to me, wanting to convince me to stay.
Our passionate night together lasted for hours, and it only ended after Aela released her fourth load deep into my womb, her exhaustion catching up to her.
Laying beside her, I snuggled into her warmth underneath the fur covers, my eyes locked to hers.
Feeling her hand land on my bloated stomach, I raised a brow as she bit her lips again, before asking "Are you taking another potion for this..?"
Pursing my lips, I stared at her, wondering about that.
To be honest, the requirements to become Thane were extremely low, and considering how peaceful Falkreath was, I doubt they were as high as in Whiterun.
It'd take me a month at most to become Thane, and after that I'd need around 15,000 Septims to build a fully furbished Lakeview Manor, which is only a little over what I have now.
Another night at the Dancing Moon, plus anything I sell, as well as any quests I take...
Money wouldn't be the problem.
Placing my lips on hers, I asked "Would you prefer if I did?"
Seeing her eyes go wide, I chuckled as I felt her harden against me again, and I found myself back underneath her, her lust reignited from that statement.
Going for a few more rounds, I panted as she lay on top of me, only to giggle as her tongue glided across my cheek.
"Will you... will you really not take one?"
Shaking my head, I grinned at her as I whispered "If this makes you more confident that I'll remain your... mate, then I'm willing. So start earning some money, love~ We'll be needing it!"
A wide grin spread on her face, and I moaned again as her cock started pummeling into my cunt, her expression one of animalistic lust as she moaned "You're mine~!" over and over again.
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So, how this is going to work:
Jeleia will, eventually, give birth.
She'll spend some time with the children before going back to adventuring, and the ratio of her wives will likely be more leaning into pure women/submissive futa, meaning most of the time she won't be pregnant.
I just wanted to use this as a way to 'unlock' some things for the future, be it perks, skills, magics, whatever.
We'll have a long time between her pregnancies, so the story won't turn into family simulator if that's what your worried about.
Anyways, yeah, enjoy!
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Whew~