Harem Tournament of Champions

Determined to still punish her, he wasn't going to go easy on her.

Even if his system had given him such a task, there were various ways that he could accomplish her submission yet derive satisfaction.

Over Alta, he parted her legs and nestled in.

Alta watched him with lustful eyes, her breathing increasing as she anticipated what he wanted to do to her.

Grabbing a hold of her right boob, he gave a light squeeze of the soft flesh.

She closed one of her eyes and her tongue let out with moans escaping.

Hisha grinds onto her to satisfy his pleasure. He expected some sort of trigger for the original host.

His mimicry of thrusts only increased his suspicions that he was right and a dubious smirk made its way to his lips.

[Ability: Time manipulation]

[Ability: Mental space]

<Hello Hisha second!> lord Hisha's voice jolted Hisha awake from squinting his eyes due to the bright light.

'Is this heaven?' Hisha raised his hands to his face so he could shield his eyes from the ray of light until he got used to it.

"HTC where am I?" Hisha called out in a whisper.

<It can't communicate with you in this space except when duly necessary. Right now, you requested my presence and here I am.> lord Hisha took a seat on the grass.

Hisha's mouth gaped open for a while when he processed what was going on. "It was never my intention to take control of your body."

Lord Hisha's lips raised in a smirk and nodded to the words.

Hisha felt a bit unsettled by how things played out, it looked more like he was talking to his twin since he still had the body of lord Hisha.

The only difference between the two of them was the color of their irregular drop-crotch camo harem pants.

Lord Hisha had maroon harem pants with gold chains donned on the pockets and his waist which was in contrast with Hisha's black.

<Sit.> lord Hisha patted the floor with a smile.

Hisha raised a brow to the offer, for someone he had thought would be stern, he was considerably approachable.

Accepting the offer, Hisha sat cross-legged on the grass and waited to give his terms on why he had summoned his original host.

<Thank you for taking over my body, I had lost faith in living and you gave me a fresh new start.> lord Hisha said with an eye-shut smile.

Hisha stared at the original host for a while, mesmerized by his looks. He couldn't blame some of the harems for being so superficial and agreeing just because of his looks.

"Why?" Hisha questioned.

He was puzzled by the thought of the original host giving up on life with so much power at his disposal.

<How is Kritz?> lord Hisha swiftly changed the topic, more concerned about his dear friend.

Hisha narrowed his eyes, suspicious of the change of topic, "don't you think it's polite if you answer mine before I give you such information?"

Lord Hisha raised a brow at his words, but smiled nonetheless. He was glad about the celestials granting his prayer while he was at the arena.

<I derived no joy in what I had accomplished and wanted a path to enlightenment and a life of pleasure and without worry> lord Hisha looked away, embarrassed by such a request he had made.

Hisha cringed when he heard those words, how the heck does someone with his status wish such a thing?

"Let me guess, wherever you are, there are lots of beautiful women for the entertainment of your lustful soul and to top it off there is no need to be bothered by the old geezers." Hisha deadpanned.

Lord Hisha tilted his head and replied, <how did you guess that so accurately?>

Hisha whipped back his hair, temporarily feeling important, "well you see–"

<You are the new host of my body, how could I forget that?!> lord Hisha cut in, facepalming.

The corner of Hisha's lips raised in scorn at being cut off at the moment he wanted to show off.

Recovering from the initial backlash, he bounced back stronger. "I could only guess I could contact your lustful ass if I am engaging in an activity you loved so dear."

Lord Hisha laughed at how right Hisha was, <that is the one thing that makes me regret giving up my body sometimes, which is why I subconsciously try to take control>

Hisha waved his hands, "to that, I'm less concerned."

Lord Hisha furrowed his brow, he had thought he had made sure to meet with him to implore him to stop the act of trying to take over.

Hisha moved closer to the original host intending to share important information with him.

Lord Hisha leaned to the side to listen.

"How about we strike a deal?" Hisha raised, wiggling his brows. "I am sure it would be something irrefutable."

These works piqued lord Hisha's attention, <I'm listening.>

Hisha whooped at finally getting that settled, now it was onto the reason for wanting to meet with him in the first place.

"Share your lustful experience for our benefit–majorly mine." He coughed on the latter part.

This would be a big help to his virgin self, he wouldn't need to embarrass himself with any of his harem who might be more experienced than he was.

His mind temporarily trailed back to the succubus he was to copulate with. There was no way a virgin Hisha could teach her some manners, nor punish and subdue her in his way.

Even though he had gotten his fill on fentais, he needed a quick practical experience to be effective.

<What's in it for me?> lord Hisha raised a brow at the offer.

"Your desire gets appeased to an unimaginable level and thinking about the total number of the harem, you're sure not to lack in getting yourself a free ticket without doing anything. Think of it, if I finally grow my wings and break off your experience once I've gotten mine, think of it as doubling your desire level." Hisha tried to negotiate.

<A way of satisfying my physical desire, huh?> lord Hisha repeated, rubbing his chin.

"So what do you say?" Hisha offered his hand in a shake, "do we have a deal?"