[Spirit of Lust 2] Chapters 778 & 779. (Patreon)

Chapter 778: With the guys again.

These low-level boxing matches go to 4 rounds, and it was on the fourth one that it ended with a solid KO from Ben. When the ref lifted our friend’s glove, it was like the guys and I were finally able to breathe properly again.

“Fuck me, my heart doesn’t race this fast even when I watch my favorite team play…” Mark said with a hand to his chest.

“He shouldn’t need to get his shit kicked in for a full round to wake up, but at least he did,” Thomas said.

Kevin and I groaned in agreement.

After an awful first round, Ben seemed to wake up, like Thomas said, and finally began to fight properly. His reflexes were good, his jabs were sharp and his right hook a threat from the moment it grazed his opponent’s nose the first time. The third round was a little more even, but Ben managed to close it out with a KO in 1 minute and 23 seconds into the fourth round.

With how close it was, however…

“I doubt he’d be able to go partying after this,” Kevin said, grimacing.

“Yeah… Let’s go wait for him outside,” I suggested. The guys nodded and we exited the arena.

We waited outside for Ben after sending him a text and he came out to see us with some noticeable bruises on his face, but surprisingly not as bad as we thought they would be.

“Hey, you don’t look like a total mess!” Kevin said, going over to him to give him a handshake and a light shoulder bump.

“The worst of it came in the first round, and I had my guard up. Still… What a sorry first win, huh?”

“A win’s a win,” Mark told him. “Though you should probably get hit less if you plan to keep winning for a long time.” 

“That’s the plan. My coach already scolded me.”

“You got a win and got scolded? Reminds me of middle school…” Thomas said, grinning.

“Congrats, Ben. It looked dicey there for a moment, but you won convincingly,” I told him, giving him a soft pat on the back, worried even places where he didn’t get hit could hurt.

“Thanks, guys. And… Sorry, but I don’t think I can go out tonight. I got told to rest up.”

“We figured. Don’t worry, we’ll have other opportunities,” I told him. “Need a ride home?”

“No, don’t worry. A friend from the gym will take me. But thanks.”

“Hey, good job out there,” Thomas said, giving him a thumbs up.

“You killed it. Well, not literally, but yeah,” Kevin said, doing the same.

“Make sure you win the next one, too,” Mark told him.

Ben smiled and we all waved goodbye as he walked off.

“So? Should we go, too?” Mark asked.

“Wait, there’s a drugstore nearby, right? I need to buy something,” I told them.

“Oh, if we’re going, then I’ll take this chance, too,” Kevin said.

“What do you need to buy?” Thomas asked as we started walking.

“Menstrual pads,” Kevin and I said at the same time. We were surprised, but we laughed it off.

“Oh, I didn’t know you two were going through that time of the month…” Mark said.

“Funny,” Kevin said.

“Wait, you guys buy your girls’... stuff?” Thomas asked.

“Sometimes, yeah,” Kevin said, to which I nodded along.

“So… You know what the girls use?”

Again, almost like we had synced up, Kevin and I frowned and asked, “Wait, you don’t?”

“You do?” Mark asked back. “WHY would you know this?”

“Why wouldn’t we?” I asked back as we walked into a drugstore. “It’s a thing they deal with literally every month.”

Admittedly, my girls say it’s become a way less of an issue for them, but that doesn’t mean it stopped happening. It just means that their mood swings aren’t heavy and that the headaches, cramps and all other symptoms are very mild. They still bleed.

“Sure, it was weird the first time I had to go into the store with Lena,” Kevin said. “But if you get used to it, you can help her out. How would you feel if your dick began to hurt for a week every month and you pissed blood throughout the thing?”

Both Mark and Thomas winced.

Right now, both Grace and Alice started going through theirs, and knowing I’d be out, they asked me to buy some pads since they forgot to bring some during the move.

“Laugh if you want, but I’m going to support my girl every time she goes through something uncomfortable, and this shit happens every month,” Kevin said.

“I would’ve laughed a year ago, but not now,” Mark said.

Thomas sighed. “Daring Lena is the best thing that’s happened to you, Kevin. You’ve grown.”

“Unlike you,” Kevin teased back.

“Fuck you, I was being serious.” Thomas said, sighing and shaking his head. Then, as we went through the aisle where all the pads were, he asked, “So… How do I ask Maria about it?”

“You just do,” I told him. “Get ready and open your ears for a full on lecture, though.”

Kevin nodded in agreement.

We went back to the parking lot and found our cars. Keving had recently gotten one. A fairly old model that wasn’t in the best shape, but it ran well and was cheap. We waited for a bit until Lena joined us, then Thomas and Mark got in my van while Kevin and Lena followed us.

“I’m serious, though. Kevin is a lot more mature, lately,” Thomas said. “Makes me feel like I’m lagging behind.”

I smiled. “I’m just glad he and Lena seem to be getting even closer. At least, he’s clearly super serious about her.”

“...” Thomas sighed. “And… How are you and Lyla doing, Mark?”

From his seat behind us, Mark asked wryly, “Do you really want to know?”

“...Yes, just don’t give me details,” he admitted. My guess was that Thomas was more interested to know if Mark was doing well rather than how his ex was doing.

“We’re… getting closer. Taking it slow. Though I’m afraid that… she’ll get tired of how slow things are going.”

“...” Thomas groaned. “She won’t. I bet she prefers it that way. Relax and take it at your own pace.”

They left it at that, and I doubted this would ever not be an awkward topic for all of us. After all, I invited Mark over, but not Lyla for very obvious reasons.

Still, it was fun to be able to catch up with the guys.

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Chapter 779: Fernanda in the house.

We got to my house at around 7:00 PM, and by then there were already a couple of extra cars parked by the garage. One was flashy enough that it could only be one person. The shiny silver Supra was Alex’s, meaning he and his wife were here already. I’ve actually never met Alex’s wife, but I’m not worried because I know Alice loves her. But without trying to disrespect them, I was more interested in the second car, Maria’s. Why? Because Maria had agreed to bring Fernanda with her.  

We got out of the cars and I led everyone into the house and into the kitchen, where Mila, Grace and Sarah were getting bowls of snacks ready to take outside. That is, until they saw Lena and the four girls ran to hug each other.

“Ugh, it’s like I haven’t seen you in ages!” Mila said, hugging Lena hard.

“It’s been a few weeks at most, but yeah!” Lena said, laughing.

“Still, maybe it’s because it’s been a while, but…” Sarah looked Lena up and down and nodded in approval. “You look great, woman.”

“Seriously.”

“It’s what I get from dating a jock,” Lena said, giggling.

Yeah, she had lost some weight and seemed in great shape. Kevin said she finally agreed to cut down on sugar, and with the exercise he was already dragging her to do with him, it was finally showing its results.

Mark stepped up to say hi after the girls had their moment. Might be easy to forget by now, but Mark was friends with Mila, Grace and Sarah way before they all knew I existed.

“You’re looking good, too,” Grace said, smirking. “Finally shaved that dumb fluff you called a beard.”

“Okay, now I remember why I don’t like you,” Mark said, unamused.

I looked around and found no one else in the kitchen, and of course my girls noticed me getting all restless.

“Fernanda’s in the bar with Diana and Maria,” Sarah told me, grinning. “Go say hi. Alex and his wife are outside, preparing the fire. Thomas, Kevin, go help him out, okay?”

The girls had their friends to catch up with and I really wanted to see Fernanda. Better send Thomas and Kevin out for now.

I went from one end of the house to the other, through both empty halls and entered the bar. Much to my surprise, the shelves behind the counter now had a few bottles.

“Where did those come from?” I asked, walking towards the counter. Diana was, of course, behind it, while Maria and Fernanda were sitting on the stools in front of it.

Fernanda saw me, her eyes lit up and she stood up.

“My gift to you and Diana!” Maria said, raising her half-empty glass of negroni. “For the house and for her finally deciding to move in with you all!”

“Is she drunk already?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“She’s only had half a glass so far, and she can take it,” Diana said. “Now, come on, you boyfriend’s here and these two deserve a moment alone. Shoo.”

“Fine, but I’m coming back!” Maria said, pouting.

Diana smiled at us and shot Fernanda a wink as she dragged Maria out of the bar, giving us a moment of privacy.

Fern and I looked at each other and chuckled.

“Everything okay so far?” I asked her.

“Yes. We got here like 20 minutes ago.” She smiled brightly and moved restlessly, at least until she couldn’t hold back anymore and threw herself at me, pulling me into a big, tight hug as she giggled. “I’m sorry. We saw each other a few days ago, but… I wanted to see you again so bad!”

I wrapped my arms tightly around her waist and lifted her up from the floor, which was a little awkward, not because she was heavy, but simply because she’s a bit taller. I spun us around a couple of times as she laughed before I set her back down.

“I’ve missed you, too. I don’t count that day at the coffee shop as a proper meeting, considering the things that happened,” I told her. I cupped her cheek, though half of it was for my own reassurance. “Nothing’s happened again, right?”

Fernanda shook her head. “No, he hasn’t shown up again.”

“And hopefully he never will.”

Fernanda nodded, then hugged me closer, resting her chin on my shoulder. “But let’s not think about that anymore, okay?”

“Right. I’m sorry.” I sighed, then forced a smile to get myself out of that gloomy mood. “Did you get a tour of the house?”

“I did. It’s beautiful. Noelle showed me around, actually.”

I grinned. “Really? She did?”

“I just learned that we like many of the same things, so we ended up talking a lot.”

Hearing that already made my chest feel a little lighter. Fernanda had been developing a good relationship with Grace, and she also started on the right foot with Diana and Sarah, but she was still an acquaintance at best to Mila, Noelle and Alice. Really, the girls were trusting my instincts more than anything else when it came to my relationship with Fernanda, and while I did trust said instinct, a part of me was afraid that it only considered her and me, not the others. Meaning that, Fernanda and I could be perfect for each other, but that there were no guarantees about her getting along with the others. Fernanda had the exact same worries, too.

“I’ll try my best to get along with everyone,” she said softly.

I shook my head and pulled away to look her directly in the eyes. “Don’t try to force it. Just be yourself. You don’t need to be someone else. I don’t want someone else. WE don’t want someone else.”

Fernanda smiled nervously, but nodded. Then…

“H-Hey… Um…”

“Yes?” I asked.

“Would it be… too much to ask for… a kiss? I’ve been… Well…”

“And here I was trying to hold back.”

We shared a little chuckle before slowly coming together into a tender kiss that slowly grew in passion. I slid my tongue inside her mouth and she opened wide. Her hands grabbed the back of my shirt and she pushed herself further against me, pressing her chest against mine. One of my hands reached down to her butt, giving one of her cheeks a hard squeeze that made Fern let out a deep moan of approval.

“That’s dangerous…” she whispered after a deep breath.

“Why?” I asked teasingly.

“Because… Mm…” Fern bit her lip. “I’ve been craving your cock again since our first date ended.”

“Bold,” I said, squeezing her butt again.

She giggled. “It feels good to be bold.”

I kissed her lips again, this time with my hands on her hips. “Think you can wait a few hours?”

“Do I have a choice?” she asked playfully.

“Yes,” I told her. “We can always disappear for a few minutes.”

I think she realized I was serious and her jaw dropped. “I… I’ll wait,” she said, laughing. “You’re actually crazy, aren’t you?”

“Is it off-putting?”

She shook her head. “Any other night, I might take you up on it.”

“Did Noelle show you the… hidden room?”

“Hm? Hidden room?”

“We have yet to use it, actually. Maybe this’ll be the night.”

I’d been feeling okay throughout the day, but after this… I felt a tingling around my crotch that I’d have to ignore for the next few hours.