Gen turned around and started pacing again while his hands clasped behind his back and his chin held high.
This was the big speech.
He had been waiting for something like this ever since he woke up in this stupid death continent.
“You know I’ve always had one ambition in this world.
One single driving goal that has kept me going through all the bear attacks and turtle chases and dragon family drama.
That ambition is to make a safe city, a country, hell even an empire, on the most dangerous place ever.
Which is here.
The death continent.
Obviously.
And if I need to do that then I need allies.
Strong allies.
The kind of allies who can fight and protect and help me build something that will last.
So do we have a de- WHY ARE YOU TAKING YOUR PANTS OFF?”
He spun around and his jaw dropped.
Nyobin was standing there with his hands already working the ties on his pants while his expression was a mixture of solemn resignation and barely contained terror.
His single tail drooped behind him and his ears were flat against his skull.
His voice came out as a pathetic whimper that made Gen’s brain short-circuit.
“I understand… nyaaa~”
He finished untying his pants and let them drop to the ground.
His hands immediately flew down to cover himself while his face burned bright red and his entire body trembled.
His voice was even smaller and more pathetic than before.
“Please be gentle… I’ve never done this before but I’ll try my best… just please don’t send my master back…”
Gen rushed over to him with his hands waving frantically and his voice cracking with disbelief.
“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? WHY ARE YOU TAKING YOUR PANTS OFF? I DID NOT ASK YOU TO TAKE YOUR PANTS OFF! PUT YOUR PANTS BACK ON RIGHT NOW!”
Nyobin blinked up at him with confusion written all over his furry face.
“But… but I thought you wanted me to prove my loyalty… I thought you wanted me to be your loyal concubine… that’s what humans used to do back in the demon world… they would take defeated enemies as concubines to show their dominance…”
Gen grabbed his forehead and squeezed his eyes shut.
“How the fuck did you come to that conclusion? What part of anything I said made you think I wanted you to be my concubine?”
Nyobin’s ears perked up slightly while his confusion deepened.
“Well before we were sealed in the demon world, all humans from a million years ago were obsessed with sex. Like really obsessed. They would fuck anything that moved. The history books said humans would take concubines from every conquered territory and they would have dozens of them and they would brag about how many they had and…”
Gen cut him off with a sharp wave of his hand.
“I got a tree wife for that. Trust me. There is nothing you can do that she has not done, won’t do, or can’t do. I have been drained so thoroughly by that woman that I don’t think I’ll ever be the same. She has ruined me for anyone else. I am permanently broken. You could not compete if you tried.”
Nyobin sniffled while his eyes glistened with fresh tears.
“You mean it? Nyaa~”
Gen smiled and reached out to ruffle the fur on top of his head.
“Promise. Now put some clothes on before she sees you and gets the wrong idea.”
Nyobin scrambled to pull his pants back up while his face was still bright red with embarrassment.
Gen turned around to stretch his arms above his head and his joints popped in a satisfying way that made him groan with pleasure.
But before he could get his arms back down Nøx appeared behind him and grabbed him by the waist with those slender fingers pressing into his hips.
Nøx’s voice was a low purr that tickled the back of Gen’s neck.
“You know I kinda wish you were like every other human. I kinda wanted to see you fuck the shit out of that cat demon. It would’ve been entertaining at least. Maybe educational.”
Gen rolled his eyes so hard his whole head moved.
“I have work to do. Important work. City building work. Empire creating work. I don’t have time for your weird fantasies.”
Nøx ignored him completely and continued his inspection while his fingers traced along Gen’s sides.
“Also you seem to have gotten way taller. You were like six foot before. But now you look closer to six foot seven. That’s a massive growth spurt for someone who was just unconscious for nine days.”
Gen shrugged and tried to pull away but Nøx’s grip was surprisingly strong.
“Yeah no shit I had a growth spurt. The miasma did something to my body. I’m older now and apparently taller and more shredded. It is what it is.”
Nøx leaned in closer with his lips brushing against Gen’s ear and his voice dropping to a whisper that was thick with innuendo.
“What else grew~?”
Gen pushed him away with more force than he intended while his face flushed bright red.
“I kinda need to focus on some more important things right now. Like figuring out what to do with our demon prisoners and making sure the aspen dryad doesn’t decide to kill us all in our sleep. So if you don’t mind I need to get back to work.”
Nøx stepped back with his hands raised in mock surrender while his golden eyes still sparkled with amusement.
“Suit yourself. But if you ever need a piece of dragon ass you know where to find me. I’m always available for you. Always.”