"Your wife is coming with me...?" Nobuntu asked, frowning sceptically. They were nearing the end of the evening, and after simply talking for a while, Erik decided to share his plans with her. "Is it really necessary to have someone keep an eye on me, when I already cannot defy your orders?"
Over the course of the evening, her tone had become warmer, but now some chill crept back into her voice. They still sat on the room’s sofas, across from each other. Erik, leaning back comfortably, Nobuntu, still trying to keep some grace in the way she sat.
Erik chuckled and sipped his drink. He’d shared some of the alcoholic drinks Emma created for him, and was delighted with the effect they’d had on Nobuntu. It’d noticeably loosened her up when talking about her life.
"I wouldn’t say she’s there to keep an eye on you..." he said, first shaking, then cocking his head. "She’s there because her particular skills will be of immense use to the plan, first of all. And second of all, she’s there to... keep things in perspective."
Smirking a little, he pointed at Nobuntu with his glass. "You, for example, care far more about your people than you do my empire, my plans, or even the hunter threat and Africa as a whole. Those are the things Emily will keep in mind."
Nobuntu narrowed her eyes, but there wasn’t any real threat behind it. It looked more like the indignation of someone annoyed at their friend. Truly, the flush in her cheeks and the alcohol is represented had melted her a little. "So... is she in charge of me?"
Leaning forward, Erik chuckled and put his empty glass down on the table between them. Just like her, a pleasant glow of soft drunkenness surrounded him. "Of course she is. Did you forget you are my servant right now? That makes my wife your mistress, Nobuntu." He leaned back again. "Don’t worry, though. I made her promise to take your experience into consideration."
"Plus..." he continued with a wry smirk, "even though I love her to death and trust her with my life... I know she can be a little rash and prone to emotional outbursts."
He frowned and activated the bond between himself and Nobuntu to give an order. "You are forbidden from mentioning this again after we are done talking tonight, but if you think Emily is risking her life or endangering our plans, contact me immediately with the sigil stone I’ve given you. This order supersedes any she might give you."
Erik felt his words chain themselves around Nobuntu’s soul, and noticed a shiver travelling down her spine. Yet, she kept her composure and barely reacted to what must have been a strange feeling.
"Fine..." she grumbled indignantly. "I suppose I’ll babysit your wife..."
"Hehe, don’t look at it that way," Erik chuckled, shaking his head. "You might find yourself enjoying the things she’ll do to your opponents... Now, before I go, let’s talk about how we avoid suspicion and get Emily into Azania undetected."
They discussed the logistics for a few more minutes, but when their plan was finished, Erik suddenly moved off the sofa and onto his feet.
"Anyway," he smirked mischievously at Nobuntu. "Since there’s no sex tonight, I think we can probably call it here. However, I did greatly enjoy talking to you. Maybe we should do it again sometime, after you’ve become the new leader of Azania and sworn your loyalty to me."
"Heh, if that day comes, I might not even mind it," Nobuntu smirked and stood up as well to show him out. Although the night had warmed some feelings and alcohol loosened some tongues, they were not friends yet, and Nobuntu would certainly prefer securing the safety of her people without having to bend the knee to Erik or anyone.
Just before leaving, Erik winked at her. "Oh, and don’t worry... I’ll make sure Kudzai gets home safe."
Nobuntu grimaced, but Erik was gone before she could respond...
***
Despite himself, Erik was a little curious about how things had gone between Kudzai and his mother. Thus, he made his way to his mother’s room, while making absolutely sure his omnisense didn’t accidentally see anything he’d never be able to forget.
When he arrived in front of her door, he found Leia leaning against the wall next to it with a mischievous smirk on her lips.
As soon as she saw him, however, she smiled brightly and ran up to him. "Daddy!" she exclaimed, while throwing her arms around him.
"Hey, Leia," Erik smirked, caressing her hair as he enjoyed her attention. "How did things go with Kudzai?"
The mischievous smirk returned to Leia’s lips as she looked up at him. "Why do you think I’m standing out here, Daddy? Lunes said I could join if I wanted, but Daddy is the only man who can touch me now...!"
"Heh. Good girl," Erik grinned, before possessively kissing her lips as a form of reward. It also had the added benefit of driving out any intrusive thoughts over what was happening behind that door...
Erik and Leia groped each other for a while before parting. Lust shone in both their eyes as they softly panted and grinned. "You can play wingwoman to my mother, but never forget who you belong to!" Erik growled dominantly.
Leia squirmed under his gaze, eyes burning with desire as she nodded rapidly. "Yes, Daddy!" She quickly looked around the hallway before grinning up at him. "We have some time, Daddy..." She licked her lips seductively. "My mouth feels so empty when it’s not filled by you~"
As a reward, Erik spanked her gently, but also shook his head with a smirk. "I like the suggestion, but I have no time right now..."
While Leia pouted, Erik untangled from her arms and started making his way forward. "Make sure Kudzai gets back to his mother, alright?" he added, smirking slightly just before he was gone.
"I seem to remember a certain fairy still in need of some punishment..." he muttered to himself excitedly.
The next day, after falling asleep with a sated Elora in his arms, it was time for Emily to leave...