Chapter 21: Dinner Guest

Iro tugged on his slack shorts, the hem stopping just below his knees, exposing his furry lower legs. The shorts, made of soft spider-silk, felt comfortable against his fur. They buttoned snugly around his hips, his tail poking through a specially designed hole in the back.

He pulled a shirt over his head and slipped into a slim-fit button-up. He wasn’t entirely sure why he felt the need to dress semi-formally, but he liked the way he looked. The tight fit around his slim figure reminded him of his “trap streamer” days, and with Beck around, those days were often on his mind.

As he moved toward the door, he winced at the shifting of the pink butt plug still lodged in his ass. Beck had instructed him to keep it in after she’d helped clean him up, and he had complied, just like old times.

Every step down the stairs caused it to shift and move around inside him in all the best ways. He just hoped the bulge in his pants wouldn’t be ~too~ noticeable at dinner.

As he rounded the corner to the dining room, he saw that the whole crew was present, except for Zeltaria and Holly.

At the foot of the table, nearest the kitchen doors, was Skalla. She saw Iro first and greeted him with a broad, toothy smile.

“~There~ he is. Welcome to the party, ~puppy~.”

Next to the shark woman was Beck, who seemed quite cheerful and flashed a knowing grin at Iro.

Iro made his way to the table, passing by the head of the table, Zeltaria’s spot, and the open seat beside it, leaving it for Holly.

He walked past Airy and Mika, and settled in across from Beck. Skalla was at the end of the table, Beck to Skalla’s right, Iro to her left, and Mika on Iro’s left and Airy to hers. Cerys sat beside Beck.

Aranya was settled in beside Cerys, her spider legs folded neatly beneath her. She leaned on the table to observe Beck and giggled softly as the group shared stories or asked questions, mostly about Iro’s life before the mansion.

Iro settled into his seat and felt the butt plug shift and settle in his rectum until he finally got as comfortable as possible. His spine tingled with electric pleasure and his cock remained stiff but hidden beneath the table.

Skalla leaned over first. Her large, muscular frame always made her imposing, but when she intentionally leaned over to invade Iro’s space, it made her all the more impressive.

“~So~, Iro, Beck’s been telling us all kinds of neat stories. Seems like you’ve been holding out on us.”

Iro blushed as Beck grinned, clearly enjoying his situation. “Well, you all never really ask about me, so—”

“So that’s changing real soon. Zel doesn’t care what we get up to so long as our work gets done. And I could use some more ~workout~ time.”

Iro jumped slightly as Skalla’s strong hand gripped his lower thigh, making sure he knew exactly what she was implying.

Cerys cleared her throat loud enough to get the entire table’s attention. “That’ll do for now, everyone. Miss Beck? Our host.”

The centaur gestured to the foyer, from which came the sounds of two people, and suddenly Zeltaria and Holly entered the dining room.

Beck audibly gasped as Zeltaria came in. The tall Succubus was always an imposing figure with shapely, model-like features, horns, red skin, a spiked tail and hooves.

Beside Zeltaria was the ever-brash Holly the zombie. Iro hadn’t seen her in a few days and noticed a slight narrowing of her eyes as she saw Beck.

Zeltaria simply took the seat at the head of the table while Holly bypassed the last available seat and stood beside Iro, leaning over the table with a hand firmly planted on the solid table and another on Iro’s shoulder.

“Heya, pup. Who’s the ~human~?”

Iro looked up at the zombie and back to Beck, who simply reached her hand out with a smile. “Rebecca, Iro’s old roommate.”

Holly’s suspicious gaze immediately turned to an excited one. “Roommate?! ~Now~ you tell me. I’m Holly. Welcome home!”

The zombie eagerly shook Beck’s hand, but Iro was surprised when her hand didn’t detach like it had for him.

“She won’t be staying here long, Holly, but your enthusiasm is appreciated,” came Zeltaria’s smooth, seductive voice.

Holly stood upright and waved gently to Beck but kept her smile as she took her seat beside Zeltaria. “Sorry, Zel. Guess I assumed too much. Thought we’d be getting a second newcomer.”

It was Cerys’s turn to speak. “Not quite yet, miss Holly. Our current roster appears to be sufficient, but I will lodge your enthusiasm as a recommendation, should miss Beck ever request to join us on a lengthier arrangement.”

Holly briefly pouted until she sat and saw the spread, reaching out to claim a drink and a few slices of meat from various animals. Iro himself finally began to dish up, taking a variety of items, until Zeltaria spoke up.

“Mister Iro? Won’t you introduce your friend?”

Iro looked and saw a particularly sultry smile on Zeltaria’s face, and he knew the Succubus was up to something. “S-sure, Zel.”

He stood, and as he began to address the table the butt plug lodged in his hole suddenly began to vibrate, causing him to jolt and shudder.

A glance at Beck and the devilish smile on her face told him she had been waiting for just such an opportunity.

Growling inwardly, he straightened himself and fought against the pleasurable sensations, but knew his erection wouldn’t go unnoticed for long.

“Everyone, Mistress Zeltaria, I’m pleased to introduce my—~ah—good friend~ and former roommate, Rebecca Song.”

Some snickers escaped the more immature attendees at the dinner table, but Zeltaria nobly inclined her head in a respectful greeting to the human.

“Pleased to finally meet you, Miss Rebecca. Iro has been an absolute ~dear~, and I can see why you might have chosen to live with him for four whole years.”

Zeltaria’s knowing smile was a dead giveaway. She had done her homework on Beck, probably through her connection with Iro.

After introducing himself, Iro quickly sat back down, trying to hide the tremors caused by the vibrating toy nestled inside him.

Beck finally turned it off, but the knowledge that it could vibrate at any moment left Iro on edge.

The dinner table buzzed with casual chatter. Most of the non-human guests seemed eager to engage Beck, curious about life beyond the island and Iro’s adventures before he arrived at the mansion.

Beck was tactful enough not to spill too many details, but she didn’t shy away from hinting at their numerous sexual escapades.

As the first course transitioned into the second, Beck would randomly activate the vibrator in Iro’s ass, especially when he tried to speak. Each time, Iro would squeak and scramble to cover up his odd reactions.

Finally, dessert arrived—whipped parfaits adorned with a variety of local fruits. Beck was fascinated by the assortment, especially the fruits that were unique to this world.

There was a yellow fruit that tasted like a blend of kiwi and pineapple, a super-sweet banana-like fruit with the consistency of a mango, and tiny seeds that looked like pitless pomegranate kernels.

As they savored dessert, Iro noticed Zeltaria’s intense gaze on him, her faintly glowing eyes darting to Beck whenever he met her stare. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what Zeltaria was after.

Iro nudged Beck’s foot under the table to get her attention and motioned for her to lean in. “Psst…uh…did you have any other plans for tonight?”

Beck’s grin widened at Iro’s not-so-subtle hint. “No. ~Why~, did you?”

Iro slowly turned his gaze to Zeltaria, with Beck following suit. Zeltaria was already grinning when their eyes met.

Beck and Iro exchanged a look, and Beck managed to utter a single word. “~Oh.~”

Suddenly, the butt plug started vibrating again, causing Iro to jump in his seat.

His current position—leaning over the table to whisper to Beck—meant his ass was clenched around the toy, intensifying the vibrations.

He glanced at Beck with a half-closed eye and murmured, “I’ll take that as a yes on joining in tonight.”