Two days later, Julian was finally able to move around a bit more comfortably, but as soon as he tried to stand, the others swarmed him, insisting he rest until he was fully healed.
"You need to lie down, Julian," Emma said firmly, hands on her hips. "We can’t have you collapsing on us again."
Julian sighed. "We don’t have time for that. We need to get to the military base and find Aya’s family."
Aya shook her head. "Your health is more important right now. Besides, I’m sure my family is safe," she added with an uncharacteristically bright smile.
Emma raised an eyebrow. "Since when did you start being optimistic? Wait, are you actually Aya? Or did someone swap you out for a fake?"
Aya flailed her hands in a panic. "I’m the real one!"
Emma let out a soft laugh. "Well, if you say so. So Julian, don’t worry, just rest for now."
Clarissa leaned in with a gentle smile. "She’s right. You need to take it easy for once, Julian."
Veronica crossed her arms, her expression a mix of concern and pride. "Don’t even think about pushing yourself until you collapse again."
Julian let out a resigned breath. "Yeah... okay."
Then he turned his attention to Aya. "So, how’s your training going?"
Aya straightened proudly. "Mr. Albert’s lessons are really easy to understand! I’ve already got the basics down."
Clarissa added, "Their skills are quite similar, after all. Aya’s and Mr. Albert’s abilities both involve crafting, so she’s picking it up quickly."
Emma tilted her head. "Wait, what’s the difference between their skills anyway?"
Aya explained, "My skill, [Blacksmith], lets me create any kind of equipment or tools as long as I have the materials. Mr. Albert’s skill, [Weapon Maker], can only craft weapons, nothing else."
Veronica chimed in curiously. "But what about the machine that turns crystal into energy? Isn’t that an item? How could he make it?"
Aya smiled. "That device technically functions as a weapon, so it falls under Mr. Albert’s skill."
Understanding dawned on their faces. "So that’s how..." Clarissa murmured.
Emma’s eyes lit up mischievously. "Then Aya’s skill is the strongest! She could make anything."
Julian reached out and gave Aya a light pat on the head. "Aya’s definitely someone we can rely on."
Aya’s cheeks turned bright pink. "Eheheh... th-thank you."
Julian suddenly had an idea and looked at the group with a small grin. "I’ve been thinking... it’s been a long time since we’ve had sex."
Clarissa’s eyes widened. "Ehh... now? Seriously?"
Veronica folded her arms and scoffed, cheeks slightly red. "You really beast, Pervert."
Aya turned bright pink and looked down, fidgeting with her fingers. "U-um..."
Emma just let out a small laugh. "Well, it’s not that strange... we’ve been through so much since we arrived here, it’s normal you’d want to feel close again."
Julian cleared his throat, trying to sound serious. "I was thinking... if I use my [Energy Infusion] skill, it could help me recover faster. I’d get my strength back and heal more quickly."
Veronica raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms, smirking. "Oh, don’t make it sound so noble. Just admit it, you’re only saying that because you want to do something else."
Clarissa let out a nervous laugh, face already red. "Veronica... don’t tease him like that..."
Aya, cheeks glowing, looked back and forth between them, unable to hide her own embarrassment. "U-um... I... I don’t think it’s a bad idea if it helps him recover."
Emma just sighed dramatically, shaking her head with a small smile. "Honestly, Julian... only you would come up with an excuse like this right after nearly dying."
Julian looked serious and determined. "I’m serious!"
Veronica rolled her eyes again but stepped closer, poking Julian lightly in the chest. "Fine. But don’t think we don’t see right through you."
Veronica glanced at Julian, then deftly pulled her shirt off to reveal a black bra that clung to her curves. "How’s that, sexy?" she teased, her lips curving sarcastically.
Clarissa who was watching from the side took courage. Without hesitation she stepped forward, pulling up her top until her blue bra was displayed in front of Julian. "Me too," she murmured nervously.
Emma let out a long breath, her voice half reprimanding. "You guys, too bold." Instantly she pulled down her own shirt, revealing her snow-white bra. Her eyeballs danced, defiantly.
In the corner of the room, Aya looked doubtful. Her brow furrowed, her cheeks flushed. After breathing heavily, she finally moved forward, undressing until her soft pink bra was revealed. "Ah... this is too embarrassing," she said softly.
Julian stared at the four of them, every breath was felt echoing in the small room. His erection thickened even more. He reached for Veronica first. "Start with you, Veronica" he whispered in a firm tone.
Julian’s hands traveled down Veronica’s chest, making her sigh a little. "Um... ah..." Veronica gasped slightly as he squeezed her breasts gently, his fingers stroking over and over. Then he wrapped Veronica in his arms and planted a long kiss on her lips, their tongues searching for each other.
After letting go of Veronica, Julian moves to Clarissa. He kissed her passionately-Clarissa was momentarily surprised before a soft sigh escaped her lips. Julian’s hands roamed the curve of her waist, squeezed her breasts and ass and then ended his kiss with a whisper on her neck. "Aahh... Julian..."
Emma was next. Julian pulled Emma close, one hand slipping between her thighs, his fingertips gently touching the white bra. Slowly he embraced and kissed Emma, while the other hand slid down her thigh, back to her ass. Emma stifled a sigh, her body stiffening in Julian’s embrace.
It was Aya’s turn. Julian caressed Aya’s still trembling chest, feeling the warmth and softness of her skin. His kiss this time was bolder, full of lust until Aya could not resist. "Julian..." she whispered while getting closer.
After everyone was aroused, Julian took a step back, watching the scene of four women standing half naked. "Take off all your clothes," he ordered firmly. Without further command, each of them stripped off their clothes, spreading their clothes on the floor of the room.
Julian smiled with satisfaction. "Now, missionary pose on the bed," he pointed to the bed in the corner. They lined up,Veronica is closest, followed by Clarissa, Emma, then Aya.
He leans into Veronica, riding her glowing white body. Once again Julian joined her lips, while one hand fumbled with Veronica’s already wet black panties. "It’s so wet in here,"
Veronica squirmed, a hoarse voice escaping. "Hurry up and get in, Julian... stupid." Julian unfastened her panties and threw them away, removing Veronica’s bra for full access. His tongue descended to the nipple, licking until Veronica moaned, "Ahh... hurry... I can’t take it anymore..."
Julian carefully positioned himself, then slowly inserted his penis. Veronica held her hips, feeling every movement. "Finally..." she sighed contentedly as their darkness merged.
Julian looked down at Veronica’s flushed face. "I’m going to move it," he said softly. Veronica nodded enthusiastically. "Fast, Julian... ahh..."
From then on, Julian’s swift hip movements filled the room. Kiss after kiss was exchanged, Veronica’s sighs rising. "Ahh... Julian... I’m cumming!!" she cried as climax approached her, her body writhing in ecstasy.
In the dimly lit room, the air thick with the musk of passion, Veronica’s ecstasy subsided, and Julian withdrew from her, his breath ragged.
He turned to Clarissa, who was already flushed with arousal. He mounted her, his lips crashing down onto hers, hungry and urgent. He stripped away her panty and bra, leaving her bare and vulnerable.
Clarissa, trembling, tried to hide her face, but Julian whispered, "Don’t be shy, you’re beautiful," as he kissed her neck.
Clarissa gasped, "Ah... not there..."
Julian paused, "Why not?"
"I... I’m sweaty," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper.
Julian ignored her protests, his lips trailing down her neck, making her moan. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs circling her nipples before taking one into his mouth. Clarissa arched her back, "Ahh... I’m cumming!!" she cried out, her body convulsing as a wave of pleasure washed over her.
Julian, his voice hoarse with desire, "I’m going inside you now."
Clarissa panted, "No, Julian, I’m still too sensitive," but he thrust into her, making her cry out, "Ah... ah... Julian!"
He moved his hips, each thrust drawing more moans from Clarissa. He lavished her breasts with attention, his tongue circling her nipples. Clarissa, her voice breathless, "Ah... I’m going to cum again..."
Julian growled, "Come for me, Clarissa."
She screamed his name, "Julian... Julian! I love you!"
He replied, "I love you too," as she climaxed, her body shaking. He thrust deeper, his voice strained, "I’m cumming too, take my seed, Clarissa!"
But Julian was far from sated. He saw Emma and Aya watching, their eyes wide with anticipation. He moved to Emma, kissing her deeply as he removed her panty and bra.
Emma gasped, "Wait, Julian, not so fast," but he entered her, making her moan, "Ah... you’re inside me!"
He moved his hips, his voice raspy, "You feel so good, Emma."
Emma panted, "Not so fast, Julian," but he grabbed her breasts, pinching her nipples, making her cry out, "Ah... Julian... gentle..."
He kissed her neck, his lips finding hers, making Emma climax, her body trembling with ecstasy. He withdrew from her and moved to Aya. He mounted her, his voice a low growl, "You’re the last one, Aya."
Aya pleaded, "Be gentle, Julian."
He smirked, "I can’t promise that," as he kissed her, stripping away her panty and bra. He entered her quickly, making Aya moan, "Uhmm... ah..."
He moved his hips fast, Aya’s body responding to his every thrust. He sucked on her breasts, his tongue lapping at her nipples. He growled, "Do you like it, Aya? Does it feel good?"
Aya, her voice shy, "Yes... yes, Julian!"
He moved faster, making Aya cry out, "I’m going to cum... Julian, come with me!"
He groaned, "Yes, I’m cumming too," as they climaxed together, his seed filling her.
Veronica, now recovered, voiced her desire, "I want you to come inside me too, Julian."
Eagerly, he entered her, beckoning Clarissa to join them. Clarissa complied, straddling Veronica, intensifying Julian’s arousal. He moved his hips, Veronica’s moans filling the air. He alternated between Veronica and Clarissa, the sensation driving him wild. Finally, he released into Veronica, making her scream, "Ah...yes!!... I’m cumming!" before switching back to Clarissa to release again.
He moved to Aya, instructing Emma to straddle her. He entered Emma, her moans echoing, "Ah... I like you, Julian... feels so good!"
He alternated between Emma and Aya, his hips moving relentlessly. Finally, with a roar, he released into Emma, "Take this, Emma!"
Emma collapsed onto Aya, her body spent. Julian continued with Aya, his final release echoing through the night, their collective moans resonating under the starlit sky. Yet, Julian felt he could go on, their symphony of pleasure unending.