Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

"Aaaa~" Holding a velvet cake piece on a fork, Mel held it by Rav's mouth, a light blush across her cheeks. "Come on, stop daydreaming and eat!"

Chuckling to herself, she held the fork for a while longer before Rav oped up his mouth and let the sweet goodness melt inside his mouth. However, his atttion was quickly split betwe Aria and Mel as the dark elf began tugging his shoulder tight.

"Calm down ladies," crowding the bch some more, Mino appeared out of the bracelet right into Rav's lap. Her hands thrown a his shoulder, Mino beamed him a cheery smile. "He's not going anywhere, you girls are too clingy.

But seeing how the que hugged him from the side, the girls ignored her completely and kept moving closer with his arms squeezed against their breasts.

"So cute~" Liliyana whispered at the sight, ev though she herself didn't like Rav.

"Just ignore them…" Seated on the opposite side of the table, Amedith kept his mind busy by watching the cluttered streets of Elaris through the windows.

"Hmm?" Staring at the downed look on her savior, the fae child couldn't help but wonder what got him looking so down. Moving closer to him on the seat, she leaned closer to his face and whispered. "Is something wrong?"

Slowly turning his face towards Lililyana's Amedith's eyes wided as he noticed her face so up close. Their noses brushed against each other, and with every breath she took, he could feel it on his face, hinting of lavder. Flustered red, he could feel his heart pounding, and in the meantime, reaching for Amedith's silky hair, Liliyana brushed it off the side of his face.

"Are you jealous? Is that it?" She asked, her finger tracing his cheeks as she slowly pulled away.

"I-um…" Before he could muster an answer, however, Liliyana beamed a smile and hugged his arm just as the others were doing to Rav.

"I can hug you if you want, your skin feels really fluffy anyway!" Finding an excuse to feel Amedith's fair skin, as well as the supple bounce on it that was softer than her own, Liliyana had be itching to doll him up a little–maybe in an attempt to acctuate his delicate feature, or perhaps just because she wanted to see him in makeup or a frilly dress.

'How can a guy be so cuteeee~!' She wondered, brushing her head against his like a domesticated cat. Ev Will-O the wisp flew out of her cleavage to coddle Amedith from the other d.

"L-Lilyana s-stop, everyone's watching!" Amedith tried to get the fae-child off of him, but too busy rubbing their cheeks together, Liliyana didn't hear a darn thing he'd just said.

"So soft~" Closing her eyes, she found herself drifting almost like she was lying on a bed of clouds. But as she let her mind slip some more, her mouth instinctively oped and bit Amedith on the cheeks as if they were made of cotton candy.

"OUCH!" Squealed the ex-hero, bringing the dreamy devil back to her sses.

"What happed?!" Pulled out of her trance so abruptly, for a momt Liliyana had no idea what was happing as everyone on the table turned to look at her. But the momt she noticed a bite mark on Amedith's cheek, her eyes wided in shock. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to do that!"

Covering her mouth as she continued to look at Amedith's face, tears welled up in her eyes before she howled like a banshee while crying and apologizing.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorr–"

"It's okay," pulling her into his arms this time, Amedith shut her down by gtly caressing her hair. Doing so for a long minute, he squeezed her body to feel that calming warmth he'd just felt from her cheek. "I doubt you can do anything to hurt me, and this is just a bite."

With just a splash of holy magic, the bite mark was gone, and the indtation healed. Finally letting go of her, Amedith took a deep breath and felt a strange load flutter off his shoulders.

"You want a coffee?" He asked, trying to change the subject.

Liliyana quickly wiped the tear marks and attempted to answer, but she was interrupted by a pair of stomping feet and the sound of an iron club being dragged a the floor of the Inn. Apart from them, there wer't any customers in the main hall so it wasn't hard to figure out where the sound was coming from.

"It's coming from the kitch?" Erika mumbled, her head pressed against the table because of drowsiness.

Asmodia wanted her to lift her head and look a, but the priestess was far too tired from the travels to ev attempt lifting a finger. And so, keeping her head down, she was the only one who didn't see Lana walking out of the kitch with a massive spiked club in her hand.

Staring at Rav as she stomped her way to their table, the elf stopped right beside him before placing the club over her shoulder.

"You and me, we're gonna fight!" The moans of Lana's wife throughout the night were no secret, so everyone from the party already knew why the elv woman was so pissed off at Rav.

"Lana! Wait!" Rushing out of the kitch right behind her, Diane tried to stop her wife, but Lana wanted to make sure that a man who lies with her wife was at least compett ough to claim her.

"Follow me to the backyard, there's a mud ring for wrestling there, we'll fight there!" Lana demanded, and though Rav wasn't exactly thrilled about a fight first thing in the morning, he had no issue whooping some ass to put her in her place.

'This gives me time to test my new power too.' If nothing else, he could test the new gift by Athia, and possibly find a way to implemt it through battle.

"Alrighty th, lead the way!" He exclaimed, popping out of his seat.