Crazy Seduction(erotica)

“Beth’s daughter came back early, but Beth got to her just before she transformed, so she’s like her mother. Beth wanted her sons to be Satyr’s, so she had two of Tish’s relatives assist with that. We carried them through their door to their home, and Beth is watching over them. They’ll be back tomorrow. Siobhan had us open the front and back doors for a short time, and the energy is back down to normal levels.”

Roy patted Henry’s shoulder and looked him in the eye. “You’re going to have to stay at the mansion until you can guarantee this won’t happen again. It caught you completely by surprise this time.”

Henry nodded. “Yeah, I think I overdid it when I made the shield over the property. I had it wide open, and I was pushing the energy into the spell. I had a hard time closing it afterward. Then it burst open without warning when I was in the kitchen. I just suddenly felt dizzy.”

Roy shrugged and gave him a smile.

Henry smiled fondly. “Can I give you an early Christmas present?”

Roy looked at him cautiously. “What is it?”

Henry shrugged. “It’s just a prototype at this point, but I need your feedback on it. I got the idea when I was building the spell for the property dome from Baba’s original spell. Mine is heavily modified.”

Roy’s eyebrows went up, and he nodded.

Henry grinned and touched Roy’s right temple as he bound the spell to the bone just under Roy’s skin. “Okay. The first time you launch it, it has to configure itself to your shape. If you switch shapes, it reconfigures. That takes up to three seconds, so be aware of that. Otherwise, it’s instant. Touch the spot and will the spell to activate.”

Roy touched his right temple and waited. Three seconds later, he glanced up and to the left. “I see a tiny green bar in the upper left quadrant of my vision. What is that?”

Henry grinned. “That’s the energy charge. Stand there and hold still.”

He walked ten feet away and scooped up some snow. He packed it tight between his hands. “Okay, let it hit you.” Roy nodded.

Henry wound up and let loose a blistering throw… three feet over Roy’s head.

“Hang on! I’ve got this.” Henry scooped more snow and made another hard snowball. He eyed Roy and let it fly. It hit the ground three feet before his target.

Roy looked at Henry, whose face was bright red.

A snowball whizzed past Henry’s head and beaned Roy right in the face. A second and third shot by to hit Roy’s shoulder and chest.

Henry took the fourth one on the back of his head.

He turned to look at Kristen’s four kids, all grinning at him.

“Mom is calling everyone in for lunch,” Layla said.

“Thanks!” Roy called out, and the kids ran back around the house.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Roy walked up to Henry and brushed the snow from his hair. “The shield worked perfectly. Nothing got through. How much force will it take before failing?”

He shrugged, still embarrassed. “Fully charged? It’ll withstand a surface to air missile, but just one.” He looked at Roy. “I’ve never thrown a snowball before.”

“It’s all right, lad,” Roy said with a smile. “I’ve never created a body-contouring personal force field able to withstand missiles!”

“Missile. Singular,” Henry corrected but smiled in thanks. “Keep an eye on the power level indicator. Green is good, one hundred down to seventy percent. Yellow is caution, sixty-nine to forty percent. Red is bad, thirty-nine to ten. It flashes below ten, and you can’t rely on it from that point. Of course, those numbers are rough approximations.”

“You know my next question,” Roy said.

Henry smiled. “I’ll finish fine-tuning it, and your teams will all get one in the New Year.”

“That’s my boy!” Roy said and hugged him.

“Merry Christmas, Roy. Mary shouldn’t use one unless facing magic or electric attacks. Also, my skeletal anchoring method feels inferior compared to how the Fae bind their spells as it requires the spot to be physically pressed to activate it. That’s a work in progress. I’m also working on an idea for a Wild Magic charging station, aside from using me. Now, go get some lunch while I work out a way to close this bloody rift.”

With a final look to see if Henry really was okay, Roy left to go inside.

Henry walked over to the gazebo and took his favorite seat. He let out a sigh of contentment. Working with magic was becoming easier as he continued to combine it with his software coding methodology. Dealing with this rift issue was thwarting him as it was behaving more like a physical skill he needed to learn… like throwing snowballs.

“How come you can’t throw?”

Henry lifted right off his chair when he jolted in surprise. A burst of giggles made him turn around to see Layla grinning back at him. He frowned, embarrassed all over again.

“I never learned how to. I didn’t play games or participate in sports when I was your age,” he said stiffly.

“Oh, come on. You’re not that much older than me,” the sixteen-year-old insisted with a skeptical look.

“My surrogate grandmother insisted I exercise my brain, not my muscles,” Henry explained.

“Yet you ended up so big?” Layla’s skepticism looked like it might spill over into cynicism, so Henry sighed. “I only recently got this body. I grew up as a short, less than impressive physical example of Humanity. I also only recently discovered I wasn’t a Human at all, but a Satyr disguised as a Human. While I was Human, I was smart but not physically coordinated or athletic at all. You know how the smart, small kids in school are treated? Add in a strict guardian that refused to permit any after school activities. That was me.”

Layla’s expression had gone from mocking to sympathetic, and that gave Henry hope for her.

“That sucks! So, now you’re all beefy but still uncoordinated?” she asked, and his hope slipped a little. “I could teach you how to throw?” she suggested, and he felt better again. He nodded, and she grinned happily.

She gestured for him to follow her, and they walked closer to the trees. “We’ll practice throwing snowballs at the trees,” she explained, and he nodded again.

They each scooped up some snow and made a snowball. “Watch how I move my arm.”

Layla wound up like a baseball pitcher and flung the ball, nailing the center of the tree trunk with a crisp THOCK!

Henry nodded with an impressed expression, and she glowed with the praise. “You play in a baseball league?” he asked.

“I do, and we won the regional championship this year!” she gushed.

“Congratulations!” Henry cheered.

Henry learned the intricacies of throwing over the next forty minutes. When they finished, Henry hit the tree trunk once every three throws, which he took as an improvement.

“Henry! Please come inside,” Camila called out from the back door, and he nodded to her.

“Thanks for the throwing lessons,” he said to Layla.

She grinned up at him. “You’re getting better. I mean, you’re still no threat in a snowball fight, but practice will get you there.”

He chuckled and nodded to her as they walked to the back door.

They dried their hooves, and Layla rushed away with a wave and a smile.

Camila smiled at Henry, who looked to see who was around. He could hear voices and laughter from the dining room and younger voices from the front of the house. “I’m so sorry about losing control of the rift. Are Chris and the kids okay?”

She reached out to touch his chest, and her eyes widened in surprise. “I thought your skin would be cold from being outside this long!”

He smiled. “I’m converting some of the rift’s Wild Magic to heat.”

She shook her head with wonder. “I still can’t get over how you’re learning so much about magic so quickly!”

He shrugged and shook his head as he also found it surprising but was trying not to worry about it. “Maybe it’s partially because of how I was raised by Baba. The discipline she drilled into me. It may also be partially due to the vast storehouse of magic spells Baba loaded into my head. Bits of her personality and her most recent impressions of using them seems to be included with the spells. I think it may be helping with my comprehension.” He didn’t mention his other suspicion.

She pulled him into her arms. “Chris and the kids are fine. They’ll be back tomorrow, and you can talk to them then. Trust me, the kids are going to be thrilled. Chris should be happy too.” She smiled and pressed her forehead against his. “It feels so good to be basking in your energy.”

“Sure, unless you’re one of the pre-transformed. Where are Marisa and Siobhan? I was hoping to get their help on shutting the rift again.”

“Marisa took Natalia home-” At Henry’s look of concern, she patted his chest. “The baby was fussing with all the noise of the kids and adults. Potentially, she might be showing signs of having some of her mother’s abilities. That’s surprisingly early, so Marisa will take her to see the doctor tomorrow to run some tests. They should return tomorrow night. They’re both fine, and Siobhan went with her.”

She cupped his cheek, and he took comfort from that.

“Camila, has he come in-Oh! Sorry!” Steph squeaked as she spotted them in the embrace.

The Succubus turned to face the Faun as she turned Henry too and looped her arm through his. “He certainly has, and he’s brought his delicious energy with him. Can’t you feel it?”

Steph was biting her lip as her eyes roamed over his chest. “Uh, yes. Is all that coming from you, Henry?” she asked.

He nodded. “Yeah, the rift broke the controls I added to it, so it’s flooding out.”

She stepped closer. “It feels… refreshing!”

Camila purred. “It’s my second favorite way to receive Henry’s energy. Mmmm, make that my third.”

Steph glanced at Camila in confusion and saw the woman licking her lips. Comprehension suddenly flashed across her face, and her eyes immediately dropped to the front of Henry’s kilt.

“Yes, he’s absolutely saturated with-”

“Camila!” Henry growled, and she burst into delighted giggles.

“Sorry, Henry, but you’re just so delicious I can’t stop bragging about you!” she purred happily.

“I think that’s called an overshare!” he asserted.

Tish joined them with Celeste in her arms, and Henry immediately reached for her with a smile then pulled back as his expression switched to worry.