Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 586 A Room Date

The hot holy fluid filled Fiona up, but alas, the wicked curse proved far too potent.

Vritra thus needed to fill her multiple extra times until he could at last rescue the hapless wife. By the finish, Fiona's stomach was totally swamped with the dense, scorching semen.

Once their playful roleplay wrapped up, the pair lounged bare beneath the covers, holding each other close.

They couldn't resist chuckling over the amusing yet steamy game; it had been truly enjoyable.

Vritra pulled her in snugly, sensing her cozy and yielding form right against him, while planting a kiss on her mouth.

"My pure wife, is the curse now purified?" he inquired.

"Hehe, yes master, your sacred fluid holds enough power to wash away it all." Fiona answered, relishing his focus.

"So you're not mad anymore, are you?" he queried, softly stroking her spine.

"Mhmm. We should perform more purifications shortly." Fiona murmured, letting out a drawn-out satisfied breath.

Having her pussy stuffed so often left her frame drained, yet she craved even more.

"Well, we've got plenty of time left before heading back, so I'm yours to command, my queen." Vritra responded, as they shared a soft laugh.

The duo passed the remaining hours wrapped in one another's embrace; they dined as a pair and soon resumed the purification ritual.

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The day flew by swiftly, though the couple lingered side by side right up to midday.

While Fiona savored her private moments with Vritra, training called to her too, forcing their return.

Together they soared homeward once more amid the falling snow, which, for all its chaos, appeared stunningly lovely.

As they crossed above a settlement, a band of folks caught their eye, rummaging desperately for provisions while hacking away nonstop.

"These spores seem off somehow; could that seed be behind them as well?" Vritra pondered, recalling his chat with Divine.

He had noted the chill stemmed from it but said nothing on spores, and this seed wasn't meant to harm folks in such a way.

It served merely as setup for the upcoming contests, after all.

'Divine?' he summoned mentally, yet silence answered.

For the moment, he pressed on through the vista, pausing at spots along the route, before reaching their dwelling shortly.

The house of darkness remained concealed from all eyes presently; its grandeur was simply too striking.

"Hubby, you're home. Tsk, I missed out on more exciting events, huh?"

Yasmine wrapped up her session the instant she detected their arrival.

All his spouses save Yennefer and Maeve emerged, with some hauling Fiona off to extract key details.

"Husband, here are rings for each of us; they're fully prepared at last." Teresa announced, displaying a set of varied rings.

Teresa had crafted them with every member in consideration; he could instantly spot which suited whom.

"Oh, what sort of rings are these?" Vanessa wondered, grabbing the one tailored for her.

Vritra claimed his own, and everyone slipped on theirs, immediately noting the shift.

These formed robust shields around their forms, guarding against myriad threats, including the frost.

Vritra managed to mask his aura flawlessly too; paired with his Lost skill, it was as if he vanished entirely from existence.

During perils, it would whisk the women near Vritra's side, and should he face risk, it would shift him to safety.

It boasted several fresh capabilities, and even appeared stylish.

"Thanks, Tess." Vritra expressed, ruffling her hair gently.

He detected that after merely one practice round, their power had grown; persisting would elevate them to demi god level in no time.

He himself had delayed due to his destiny and lineage transforming, plus attaining demi god status via odd paths.

Teresa relished her place in this fresh household, even as she adapted gradually.

Her sibling Yasmine and mother-in-law Vanessa offered warm reception, and the rest proved equally kind.

"What are your thoughts on these spores?" Vritra inquired, peering out the pane.

"They're undeniably hazardous, akin to a creeping toxin. I suspect they'll soon unleash worse than mere health decay." Teresa commented; she had studied the spores closely.

"Yes hubby, might this stem from that dubious Twilight faction? They pull stunts like this now and then, aiming to invoke a demi god."

Diana chimed in; the Twilight group had swelled in might year by year.

"Hmm, we'll investigate that soon enough. Anyway, any updates on Jack?" he pressed.

"Yeah, he was spotted traveling with three others at first, but one vanished lately. It was that classmate of yours named Shorty.

Now Jack roams with Raino and a girl resembling a zombie." Vanessa and Diana relayed, pooling their intel.

"But we lost track of his present spot; he seemed to blink out again just recently." The goddess appended.

"Hmm. Fine, keep the hunt going. Resume your sessions for now, and don't forget—we head to the wedding tomorrow."

Vritra noted as his mouth curved slyly; this ceremony promised heaps of amusement.

"Yes, with my power restored and amplified, let's watch how those fools react." Yasmine declared; her prior helplessness had only fueled her rage.

Following more discussion, they dispersed to resume practice.

Teresa hung back to confer privately with Vritra.

"Husband, I've begun crafting something to counter the ice and these spores alike, though its success remains uncertain."

"That's plenty; I'll back you any way possible." Vritra assured with a grin; he held no issue with her benevolence if aimed rightly.

Still, aiding her in mastering her gifts was essential.

The issue lay in her inability to even attempt it, lest a slip inflict grave harm.

Thus, guidance eluded him for now.

They remained in the early stages of bonding deeper, drawing nearer.

Their bond lagged far behind that with his other partners, but steadily, affection bloomed between them.

"…" Gazing at her lovely visage quietly for several beats, a thought struck him, prompting a lean in.

He brushed his mouth to her plush, damp ebony lips, startling Teresa who lingered in reflection.

"This is for the rings; recall, no thanks or apologies." Vritra noted as their mouths separated.

Teresa's face flushed crimson as she dipped her head; her thoughts sharpened, her spirits lifted markedly, as if her mind raced swifter now.

They conversed a bit more before Teresa departed too.

Vritra found himself utterly solitary; he gazed outward for moments, mulling next steps.

"Some view, eh hubby?" Abruptly, Yasmine, who had slipped from her quarters, remarked, positioning herself serenely at his side.

"Huh? Why skip training?" Vritra blinked, shaking it off, though glad for her company.

"Training won't vanish; it hit me—I haven't indulged in my top beverage yet. I'm famished hubby, so fancy an all-day chamber rendezvous with me?" she proposed.

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