Shovels In Spades

Daz, having rested for a short while after his trip to the Court of Lords, immediately went to find Sandy in order to deal with the issue of housing his new citizens.

Obviously, he didn't want to spend merit points nor base points on this now that he knew Sandy was capable of repairing and building living cabins with the aid of volunteers.

Clearly, since it was late in the evening now, Sandy and the others couldn't start working until tomorrow, so Daz handed out the leftover sleeping bags to the teenaged fighters and the otherworlders.

The previous captives of the Demon Lord still couldn't understand any English, so there was a communication barrier. Daz had hoped that perhaps they came from the same world as General William and his men did, but Daz's luck didn't allow for such a coincidence.

Thankfully, however, after inspecting the details on these peoples' statuses, Daz was able to get someone unwilling to fight to buy several translation books for the otherworlders so that they could learn English.

Mave, the ex-brain surgeon, had volunteered to help them study it since she felt like she had nothing else better to do.

Daz was now sat in his cabin. Speaking of which, he had forbidden entry into it without express permission from its only residents, himself, his sister and Madison. Two guards were permanently stationed outside of the cabin to protect them while they slept.

Call Daz overprotective and paranoid, but he truly loved those two girls, and he wasn't willing to let any harm fall upon them, no matter how slim the chances of that happening actually were.

'I should really be training, but there's that 'Pursuer of Passion' quest, right? I have been a bit pent up lately as it is... I wonder if Maddy is already asleep? She always did love sleeping, didn't she?' Daz thought with a content smile on his face.

"Daz?" A cute and girly voice called from behind the seated Reaper.

Daz closed his eyes and grinned. "Speak of the Devil, and he shall appear," Daz said before he turned around, "Or 'she', in this case," he added as he gazed at Madison who was stood awkwardly in the middle of the room's doorway.

"Bed. Fun?" Madison looked down and kept fidgeting where she stood. Though she was acting very bashfully, she was dressed in a very revealing black-lace set of lingerie that left little to the imagination.

"Oh?" Daz was intrigued. He got up and walked over to Madison before he lightly embraced her. She plastered her body to his almost as if in a way to hide her exposed body. "It's almost always me instigating things since you're so shy about that kind of stuff. What's gotten into you?"

"Quest. Daz. Hate?" Madison looked up at Daz's grey eyes and right at that moment, the young and healthy Reaper wanted to gobble her up for how adorable she was being.

"So you got a quest too, huh?" Daz asked quietly to which Madison nodded. "I don't hate it, by the way," he said in a low voice as he leaned in and kissed her lightly, "In fact, just like you, I love it."

The two had been without the warmth of another person for four months since Madison was the only one of the two that was still in education before the apocalypse and she was studying in a university across the country. Normally, she would spend all of her breaks and holidays with Daz and Rose, but even for her, going to school was lonely if he wasn't there with her. Unfortunately, her family didn't give her a choice.

Daz led Madison to their bedroom and practically threw the young eighteen-year-old on the king-size bed that he had bought from the system for only ten merit points. Truly, non-strength or base-related items were practically handed out by the system.

"Daz... Embarrassing... Light off?" Madison mumbled while Daz was busy taking his clothes off and licking her neck.

"No," he firmly replied. He bent his head down and kissed Madison roughly and with passion before stating, "I want to see you. I want to see all of you when we're making love, okay? You don't need to be shy when it's just me."

"Muu. Lewd." Madison puffed up her cheeks, but she didn't insist further and just buried her face in Daz's nape. The two spent the entire night entwined in each other's arms. Moans and screams rang through the cabin while the two young adults let their carnal desires run free.