by H D Forth
Val slipped her fingers between my lips, I flicked my tongue around one of her digits, getting a taste of Kani for the first time. She tasted slightly different from Val to me, still nice though.
When Val removed her fingers my mouth, I looked down to see Kani staring at me with open-mouthed shock. “Was tha- did you?” I smiled at her and hugged her tighter before letting her go. She let out a shiver, still staring at me. She turned around to find Val liking the remainders off her finger.
“The way you guys look at me, makes me worry that I might not be stuck with the heroes.” That caused both Val and I to let out a chuckle.
“How long do you want it to be?” I asked, maneuvering down to the chair. Kani immediately sat down in the chair opposite and started her instructions eagerly.
Chapter One Hundred Sixty-Two
I got up from the chair, Kani handing me my shoulder crutch attachment. “Thanks,” I mumbled. “I’ m gonna go fix my hairline.” That caused more snickers. “Unless you’re not done with the news?” I asked, looking towards Val, before I headed for the bathroom and its accompanying mirror, she shook her head in the negative.
It took a lot muscling about and fighting with the space, but a managed to cram myself and the crutch into the small first floor bathroom. It really hadn’t been made for someone without an easily detachable crutch. Inconsiderate designers.
When I finally managed to adjust myself, I turned to the mirror bending down slightly to get my entire hairstyle in the frame. Slowly I started plodding my hairline. Unfortunately it wasn't as easy as just saying one, two three. It could’ve been, if we wanted to get preloaded hairlines, but since predesigned hairlines didn't really work too well when you weren't generically built, and the custom ones cost too much money, I had to do it myself.
It was a painstakingly, slow task. At least it was usually. For me it was mostly just a boring task, rather than annoying or slow. It also took some measure of focus for me to properly plot my hairline. If I also have to remove anything I fucked up. It was sort of like holding mental pen, when the software controlling hair growth was online. If my focus wandered I could accidentally draw a thick line of hair down my brow and across my nose. Theoretically.
This focus was also the reason I was surprised when I returned to check my hairline that some of it wasn't like I had left it. “Girls!” I yelled, struggling the door open, while also trying to not sound anxious. “Some thing’s wrong with me again.”
I heard the both sigh as I finally managed to get the damned bathroom door open. They had both gotten up from their chairs and were heading towards me, when I stepped out of the bathroom. What they saw caused both of them to stop.
“Why do you have a scar?” Val asked. “I get commemorating a battle, but choosing to commemorate it with the face wound is a risky move.” I stared at her.
“I didn't do this.” I said, through clenched teeth. “At least, not purposefully.”
Kani remained quiet as she stepped closer, examining the scar. She prodded me a few times, then bade me over to her laptop.
***
“I can only conclude that it’s due to you Connecting so deeply with the Nerve Core.” Kani said, turning in her chair till she faced me. They had brought the laptop and and small standing mirror over to the dinner table so I could watch myself.
I had grown a long scar in an arcing line. It started somewhere above my hairline, before going passing through my hairline, arcing through my eyebrow missing my eye with less than two centimeters of space, before moving off into the hair of my temple, just above the ear. I perfectly matched the break in my skull that Leric had made.
“Can you make it go away?” Val asked. I closed my eyes focusing for the software that controlled what my skin looked like. I made it remove my scar, then opened my eyes. It was gone, as if it never was and I stopped pushing to remove.
Immediately, I felt a command go off from the Nerve Module, and the scar started fading back in. I focused on the software again, forcing it to remove the scar, but this time keeping a mental check on it.
I watched in the mirror as the scar faded. Once it was gone for a few seconds, I stopped pressuring the program. As soon as I did the scar faded back into view.
“Troubling.” I murmured, examining the scar closer.
“I don’t know.” Val said, thoughtfully. “It seems some of us appreciate it.” That caught my attention. I turned to look at her, but she wasn't looking at me. After a beat I turned to Kani, who was blushing with clear embarrassment at having been caught.
I watched her spine straighten and her hands balling. “There’s allure in the look,” She mumbled out, as her ears started glowing bright red. I watched as Val stepped closer to Kani, leaning down to whisper in her ear.
“If you like it,” I could see her lips touching the tips of Kani’s ear, causing the smaller woman to shiver. “Then say you like it.”
“I like the more rugged look it gives you.” Kani barely managed to get out.
“Very good.” Val whispered, caressing her chin with her fingers. “What else do you think he should change?”
Kani was very still for a few moments, before she audibly swallowed. “Maybe a bit of a beard, some stubble?” She finally managed.
“Are you suer?” Val asked. I couldn't see what her other hand was doing, though from the whimper Kani let out, I could only guess it was interesting. “You don't sound certain at all.”
“I am.” Kani’s voice quivered with tension as Val ministrated on her. It was hard to keep my hands to myself. The way Kani whimpered and shivered under Val’s hand, had me hard as ever in my pants.
“Why don’t you ask him then?” Val’s tongue slithered out, and she licked Kani’s ear. “I’m sure if you ask him really nicely he’ll do it.”
Honestly, she just had too look at me right, and I’d do just about anything for her at that moment.
“Please,” Kani started to say quietly, but Val apparently didn't want her quiet for this part. She pulled on Kani, causing her to pull back, gluing herself against Val, while she stared at me.
“Louder, girl.” Val said, “Otherwise he wont be able to hear you.” I could see one of Val’s hands moving from the behind Kani to her side, revealing that her hand was down her shorts. Her hand didn’t stop until was between me and Kani, down her pants. I watched fascinated for a moment as Val’s hand worked inside them.
“Please,” Kani whimpered, looking up at me with huge begging eyes. “Could you grow a little stubble please.” She knocked her forehead against my chest, hiding her face.
I smiled at Val, as I wiggled my arm for the mirror, as if I couldn’t reach it. “I would be happy to, I’ll need a mirror and someone to make sure I don’t grow it too much.”
Val gave me a wicked smile back. “Good boy,” she cooed. Kani let out a little moan of frustration as Val removed her hand from her shorts. “Why don’t you go fetch the mirror for him?” She asked Kani, slapping her on the ass. She stepped around Kani, and lifted the fingers of her other hand, the one that had visited the inside of Kani’s shorts. Liquid gleamed off her fingers as she slowly lifted the hand to me, lightly placing her fingers against my mouth.
Val slipped her fingers between my lips, I flicked my tongue around one of her digits, getting a taste of Kani for the first time. She tasted much like Val to my under developed senses, still nice though.
When Val removed her fingers my mouth, I looked down to see Kani staring at me with open mouthed shock. “Was tha- did you?” I smiled at her and hugged her tighter before letting her go. She let out a shiver, still staring at me. She turned around to find Val liking the remainders off her finger.
“The way you guys look at me, makes me worry that I might not be stuck with the heroes.” That caused both Val and I to let out a chuckle.
“How long do you want it to be?” I asked, maneuvering down to the chair. Kani immediately sat down in the chair opposite and started her instructions eagerly.
Epilogue
A faint smile grew on Extus’ face, as he seemed to fade into his memory. That was one thing Emmerson didn’t think he’d ever get used to Extus had near perfect recall, something about combining memories of the soul, with data on a hard drive. Emmerson didn’t really understand and he didn’t care to, sometimes you just had to wait a second for Extus to slip from the grip of the past.
Extus blinked and the smile grew a little sadder. “It’s been found,” He said, suddenly rising to his feet.
“They’ve found it?” Fimbul sputtered, tension entering his voice. “That means…”
“We’ve got a villains to catch,” Extus finished, looking down and fiddling with his manacles. They were made in the old way, not a speck of tech in them, no way he should be able to escape.
“Uhh,” Emmerson said, lifting his hands slightly, “Not to piss on your parade, but why am I here again?”
“Ahh!” Extus said, with a clatter the chain from his right hand fell off. He lifted the hand into the air, closing and opening it a few times. He smiled and winked at Emmerson, “You’re going to lead us right to them.”
“What?”
Afterword
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