"Stay still, Mr. Clarke. I'll make you feel better than what that old man gave you. I'll make sure that you'll be satisfied and addicted with my skill," Mystica said as she grabbed the boxer and pulled down the pants.
The big, throbbing, and hard cock bounced right in front of her face. She was fascinated by the size, especially the girth. It was simply majestic and amazing.
"That old man is damn lucky!" Mystica commented as she was pulled the trouser and boxer until Clarke was completely waist down.
She slowly put her hand on the tip of Clarke's cock, but the moment her hand touched the tip, Clarke suddenly opened his eyes.
He was still hazy, and he kept calling his Wife's name, the only thing that kept him awake, the only thing that gave him comfort.
"Gaius… Gaius… Gaius…"
Mystica was shocked when Mr. Clarke Gaist suddenly got up from the bed. His eyelids were closing halfway, indicating that he wasn't completely conscious.
Mystica then mustered her courage, wanting to start giving Mr. Clarke Gaist a hand job first.
But the moment he touched the cock again, Clarke suddenly grabbed her wrist without any restraint, so he almost broke her wrist. "Ahhh!"
"Wife… where is my wife…." Clarke asked anxiously. In this drunken haze, he only remembered Gaius. He really wanted to meet Gaist and solve this problem with his beloved wife.
Mystica gritted her teeth and changed her face as Gaia again, "I—I am here, Husband…."
…
"You… you're not my wife… where is my wife…." Clarke asked again.
'Damn it!' Out of annoyance, Mystica finally transformed her body and face to be exactly like Gaius. There was literally no difference between her and the real Gaius Gaist.
Clarke paused for a moment. He grabbed the hand of this 'Gaius,' and after realizing it, he shook his head, "You're not my wife… where is… where is my wife…."
"What?!" Mystica was shocked that Clarke could tell her apart. How did he do that? She was literally copying Gaius perfectly, including all of Gaius' facial features and physical traits.
"Wife…" Clarke got up from the bed and walked to the front door. He just followed his instinct, trying to find his wife no matter what.
"Sir— I—I mean, Husband! Don't go out! You're still naked!" Mystica tried to hold Clarke. She stopped right in front of him and hugged his broad shoulder.
She was wearing a revealing dress, so she could freely rub her boobs at Clarke, "Let's just do it in bed, okay?"
…
….
Clarke was silent for a good while and then grabbed Mystica's neck, "Urk! Ark!"
"YOU'RE NOT MY WIFE! GET OFF ME, YOU FILTH!"
"I'M MARRIED. I HAVE A WIFE!"
Clarke flung Mystica to the wall, and her back hit the wall so hard, it was cracked.
Crack!
"Argghh!" Mystica was grimacing in pain as she felt her bones had been crushed. She didn't expect Clarke could still remember Gaius despite being drugged by two strong drugs, one was to make him sleep, and the other was a strong aphrodisiac.
Yet, he still remembered that old man.
It made her wonder if Clarke was truly loyal to his male wife. What kind of sorcery was that?!
"Gaius… I need you, Wife…." Clarke mumbled as he walked to the main door. Then the main door was suddenly opened, and Tony Stork's secretary appeared out of the blue.
She stared at dazed Superbman and jabbed his neck with another high dose of the same drugs.
Clarke didn't feel pain at all, but he felt something was wrong with his body.
He staggered and gradually lost his strength, he couldn't even say any word, and the last thing he mumbled was, "Wife…."
Clarke slumped on the ground. He was finally fainted for real this time.
"Tch, this Superbman is seriously strong. He needs 2 high doses of potent sleep drug," Tony Stork's secretary commented. "Hey, Mystica, you seem to be in bad shape right now."
"Shut up, that guy literally flung me to the wall. Urgh, I feel like my bones are crushed."
"Yeah, I heard that slam and went in ready with more doses," the secretary said. She grabbed Clarke and then pulled him by the leg back to the bed. "Ugh, this man is seriously heavy. He's such trouble!"
Mystica slowly recovered from the floor and walked towards unconscious Mr. Clarke Gaist and her ally, Sitha.
"Master Ville has called me an hour ago, asking about the progress. He demands you to finish this task tonight, or our heart will stop beating by tomorrow morning," Sitha informed.
"What?! How am I supposed to do that?! This man literally flung me to the wall after I tried to touch him!" Mystica protested. "He keeps mumbling about his male wife!"
"Heh, it's so weird, right?" Sitha unbuttoned Clarke's suit and shirt and finally took off everything, making Clarke bare naked from head to toe. She commented, "Master Reed Ville and this man are blood brothers, but their loyalty to their loved ones are vastly different. Master Ville said that Clarke was just like him and played with many women until he met with Gaius. Then Clarke suddenly turns into a monk who only has sex with one person."
"I don't believe someone like him can be that loyal to an old man, just like how Master Ville keeps screwing around with men and women. They're brothers after all. They must be the same. Unless that old man Gaius has some magical power to completely make Clarke Gaist and Master Reed Ville fall in love with him," Sitha said as she stared at the erect cock of Clarke Gaist.
"Just look at that size. It's so big. I bet he actually fucked around even before he met Master Ville," Sitha commented. "How about we do it together? I bet Master Ville will be satisfied when he saw how scandalous the photo could be!" Sitha suggested, and Mystica nodded out of excitement.
"Let's do it!"
Mystica and Sitha undressed their gowns and then sat naked beside Clarke, who was unconscious.
But the moment they touched Clarke's cock together, Clarke suddenly jolted, still with his eyes closed. He kicked the two women in the belly and sent them flying to the wall.
Crack! Crack!
"Ahhh!"
"Urk!"
Mystica and Sitha were grimacing in pain as their bodies hit the wall and cracked the wall again. Mystica was on the worse side. She couldn't even get up from the pain.
"Wife…" Clarke mumbled in his dream.
"Oh, to hell with your goddamn old male wife!" Mystica cursed out loud. "Don't you see this? He will always do that whenever someone wants to touch him! Did this come from his subconsciousness or what?"
"Probably," Sitha frowned as she tried to get up from the floor. "I have to admit that Clarke Gaist seems to be extremely loyal to his wife. But we're here for a mission, and we cannot fail, you know that, right?"
"But if we tried to do something to him, we're going to die by his hands!"
"Just… just don't touch his lower half. He will not react when his upper body is touched, we can fake some scene to make it look realistic that Clarke Gaist is sleeping with two women tonight."
"Urgh, it's so unfortunate…." Mystica complained.
"I know, but our lives are the most important here. Let's just start with a selfie with that big buffoon, alright?"
**
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!
Reed was waiting in the middle of the night for that pictures of Clarke cheating with 'Gaia.'
But he didn't expect that things would develop even better when he got dozens of pictures in various poses, although all with Clarke closing his eyes as he was in a deep sleep.
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Mystica: This is what we can do, Sir.
Mystica: I'm sorry, but Sitha and I cannot do the real thing with Clarke Gaist because he keeps struggling subconsciously. We're injured just trying to touch his penis.
—
Reed chuckled when he read that text from Mystica, "Who cares whether it's fake or not. This is convincing and scandalous enough for Gaius to finally believe me. It'll be fun to see that naive face crying out of shock and sadness, knowing his beloved husband as actually sleeping with two women, haha—AHAHAHAHA!"
Reed's maniacal laugh filled the air as he couldn't wait to come to the Gaist Family apartment tomorrow morning and show everything to Clarke's idiot wife.
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