Crazy Seduction(erotica)

“We get a charge just by being near Henry?” Dayshia asked in surprise.

Meixiu giggled at Henry’s embarrassment. “Yes, but not as quickly.”

“Where is that energy coming from?” Sigrid asked.

“The rift to the Wild Magic dimension!” Roy exclaimed. “Henry told us he had one inside him but didn’t tell us who told him. We thought it was the witch, but it was Siobhan.” He looked to the Selkie. “Is the rift widening?” He suddenly realized he was practically vibrating with the energy he’d soaked up while hugging the boy.

Siobhan aimed a weary smile at Henry but shook her head. “The rift is the same size, but the flow is faster, his body is saturated, and it’s casting off the excess. That might be from the lightning or his new wielder abilities, but there’s just so much!”

“Can you see if the crystal the Glass People stuck in his head is casting off energy?” Roy asked.

Siobhan looked directly at him without opening her eyes. She shook her head. “That’s like asking if I can see the sunspots when I stare directly at the sun.”

Roy frowned in concern as he looked to the others. “That also makes it dangerous to… charge from Henry. The risk of overdosing has grown exponentially,” Roy asserted.

The gathered females who’d been intimate with Henry immediately protested, strongly. Roy looked to Henry for support but saw Henry was torn. When Roy tilted his head at him, Henry finally nodded.

“Precautions will need to be taken, at the very least,” Henry amended. I don’t want to ruin any more lives.”

“Henry! You haven’t ruined any lives!” Tish scolded. “How do you think it makes us feel when you say that? We love our new states! Even Dayshia!”

The woman in question frowned at Tish for bringing up her former resistance but nodded to Henry. When he looked away, she was no longer able to resist peering into his head, searching for this miraculous crystal. She couldn’t find any foreign substances, but she wasn’t sure what she was looking for. She suddenly felt ashamed for looking without permission.

He looked at his friends sheepishly as he hadn’t realized his words were hurting their feelings. “I’m sorry.”

Tish turned her attention to Roy. “We’ve fully… evolved with the Wild Magic, and our glamors are powered by it, so outside of passing out as Meixiu did from an overcharge, what effect are you expecting to happen?”

Roy gave her a frustrated look. “I’m not an expert on this! Who is? I’m just sayin’ things have changed, and extra care is required.”

That message seemed to take, so Roy sighed and addressed Henry once more. “Did you at least get the big government agencies off our backs for a while?”

Henry and Mahati shared a look, and she smiled. “I don’t believe so. Henry’s firewall is apparently driven by a technological breakthrough that’s increased their zeal to hire him away from VRL.”

“Dammit!” Roy cursed then looked to Camila. “I told you this was a bad idea! Keep a low profile, I said!”

“What kind of technological breakthrough?” Sandy asked.

“Quantum Tunneling,” Henry answered. “It’s theoretical for most, but I’m able to identify which CPUs can do it, and I’ve written code to utilize that capability. It opens up the possibilities of computing exponentially. I’m working on a market trend analysis application that will give VRL another competitive advantage.” He frowned. “Homeland Security wanted to build an array of these computers to track Human behavior for spying on people. I told them I wasn’t interested.”

Roy dropped himself onto a couch next to Camila with a weary thump. “I’m done.”

Camila patted his leg with a smile. “We appreciate your efforts.” That just produced a weary snort from Roy.

Michelle was watching Henry with wide eyes. “You’ve discovered a practical use for Quantum Tunneling?”

Henry’s expression brightened up. “Yes! You’re familiar with the theory?”

“Yes! I dabble,” she said.

“Nerds,” Dayshia teased, surprising giggles from Michelle and a few others as the tension finally broke.

Tish and Sandy made sure everyone had a plate to select their food from the spread laid out on the kitchen island.

Soon, everyone was enjoying their meals, and conversation made its way back to the strange changes brought on by the arrival of the pseudo-clouds.

Roy looked at Henry pensively. “What?” Henry asked.

“I’m wondering since you have the ability to open tears between the dimensions, could you do it to make the clouds go back to their home dimension,” he said.

Henry blinked in surprise. “There are at least three problems with that idea. One, I’ve never made one cloud sized. It takes an enormous amount of effort to open them, and it’s tremendously draining to keep them open. Two, I’m not opening the tears the clouds are using to get here now. I don’t know if anyone knows how or why that’s happening. That should be stopped before anyone tries to send the clouds back. The third issue is trying to get the clouds to go back through the tear to their old home. They seem to like it here.” He frowned at Roy. “Besides, I have no intention of using magic. It’s nothing but trouble.” That comment got him annoyed looks from his lady friends, so he looked back at Roy as he gestured to them. “See!”

Camila picked up the topic of the latest chaos. “The Hidden Races Council must be at their wit’s end trying to do damage control on the trouble these clouds are causing. News of the Glass and Silver People is too widely spread now.”

“Don’t forget the Atlantians!” Sandy said with a grin. Heads turned to her in surprise, and she blinked at them. “Didn’t you see the news reports?” More head shaking ensued, so she continued. “The seas are rejecting the waste humans have been dumping into them. All that garbage is washing up on the beaches but only next to populated areas worldwide. Governments are being forced to deal with it. Some stations have reported that the waste is being directed to these locations by a sea-dwelling race the media have named the Atlantians. They even have some amateur photos of the mermaids.”

“Shit, there’s no way to put the cat back in the bag now,” Roy agreed.

“Can’t they just back off and keep their distance from it?” Dayshia asked.

Sigrid shook her head. “The trouble lies in Humans finding out that magic is real. They’ll begin working on ways to understand it and potentially negate it. This would eventually lead to our exposure. Discrediting all sources that reference magic as real is simpler and safer.”

“Like what happened to that fighter pilot,” Tish said with a frown.

Camila nodded. “Exactly. To avoid the genocide of the Hidden Races, some individuals are discredited and given unfair treatment, but the alternatives are far worse.”

“It bothers me too, but I get it, and now it’s more important than ever,” Henry added, placing a hand over Tish’s tummy. He recalled speaking with Marisa about his fears of not being ready to be a father. Then came the memory of his clawing his way back to life. He hadn’t spoken to Tish about it yet, but he had to, soon.

The conversation continued on into the evening, and they managed to find some online news clips of the mermaids, but they’d yet to be captured on camera clearly. Finally, people began yawning. The party was over. Henry walked each to the door and gave everyone a hug, except Michelle, who gave him a hug as he just leaned into it.

Sandy and Dayshia took extra-long hugs, and Kesini was glowing from his shared energy when she finally unwrapped herself from Henry.

Finally, it was just Tish and Henry. He took her hand and led her back to the couch, where they sat facing each other.

“How went your last visit to the doctor?” he asked as he wasn’t sure how to begin what he wanted to say.

She smiled as she looked at him curiously. “She said based on the growth rate and size of the baby now, I’m on track for a delivery in three months.”

He nodded as he thought about that. “How… how are you going to explain it to your family? You’re beginning to show.”

Tish’s hands went to her tummy and cupped the small bulge. Her expression flitted between joy and something resembling panic. “I-I don’t know. I know how to be an aunt but a mother?”

He smiled. “You’re going to be an awesome mom. I’m asking how you’re going to explain how you could have a baby after your accident and injuries. Your family knows, right?”Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

She nodded, and her expression settled on dread. “I don’t know.”

“You could hide from them until after the birth, then say we adopted.”

She smiled and touched his cheek. “I can tell them I adopted the baby. I don’t have to tell them we’re a couple-”

“No. The baby is ours. I want to be its father. I came back for… her?” he guessed, looking at Tish’s sweet smile. “She’s going to know her father. I didn’t get to know mine.”

Tish leaned forward and kissed him tenderly. She pulled back a little to look into his eyes. “It could be a boy, but I think it’s a girl too.” She smiled wistfully. “I’m not going to say it’s adopted.” His eyebrows rose. “I want to share this experience with them. I’ll tell them I had a radical new transplant treatment and not explain the details. It’ll drive them nuts, but they’ll be too busy shrieking. That’s what my family is like,” she said fondly.

Henry stroked the back of her hand with his thumb as he held her hand. “I’m frightened. I’m frightened I won’t be able to protect the baby,” he choked out.

“Protect the baby?” she asked hesitantly.

He nodded shakily. “Baba took the daughter Mab had with me. I couldn’t stop her, and I haven’t seen her since that day.” He held back that he visited her through their linked fingers. “When I traveled to Kuwait City in my mind, I saw horrible things happening to children, and I could do nothing for them. All this magic energy in my body, and I could do nothing. Now that Xiong added this thing in my brain, I may be capable of controlling the magic now, but Roy was right. I was never taught how magic works or how to safely use it. I could never risk trying it on another life.”

Tish took his face between her hands. “I’ve never been one, but I know being a parent isn’t about magic. I’m going to do my best to love our child and live for them. I’ll guide them with advice and listen to them. I’ll ensure they have food for their body and mind, plus shelter, clothing, and life’s necessities. Beyond that, it’s a crapshoot. I’ll do my best. No one can ask more from you.”