The Kitchen Awakens
The rest of the manor didn't stay quiet for long.
One by one—
The Vixens began to wake.
Groggy.
Sore.
And very aware of why.
They followed the scent first.
Food.
Always food.
Bunny was the first through the kitchen doors.
She stopped.
Blinking.
"…oh good," she said, immediately grabbing a plate.
Llandra entered next, slower, composed—but even she gave a quiet approving nod at the spread.
Pixelle fluttered in, already shrinking mid-flight to her natural size as she claimed her small chair at the table.
They sat.
They ate.
And then—
They heard it.
From the other room.
A rhythm.
A tone.
Unmistakable.
Bunny paused mid-bite.
"…well," she said, chewing slowly, "guess breakfast wasn't the only thing being served."
Pixelle snorted.
Llandra said nothing.
But her ears twitched slightly.
Nyxian's Realization
Nyxian entered last.
Hair slightly wild.
Eyes half-lidded.
She stopped.
Listened.
Then frowned.
"…was last night not enough?" she asked.
Lexi, already seated, took a sip of her juice.
"They're celebrating," she said casually.
A pause.
"Jax is marrying her in four weeks."
Nyxian froze.
"…what?"
From the other room—
The sounds continued. Moans increased. Peak moments were heard by all.
Now Nyxian wasn't just annoyed.
She was jealous.
Not subtle.
Not controlled.
Just… fully, completely, Nyxian.
She crossed her arms.
Raised her voice just enough—
"When you're done in there," she called out, "you're coming in here and planning our wedding next."
A beat.
"And then we'll celebrate properly too."
From the other room—
"OK. Sounds great."
Jax's voice.
Far too casual.
Nyxian smirked.
Satisfied.
She grabbed a drink and sat down like she had just secured a victory.
The Table
"You hear that?" Nyxian said proudly.
"I'm next."
Llandra glanced at her.
"He would have married you already," she said calmly, "if you had made it clear it mattered."
Bunny tilted her head.
"Weren't you the one who said marriage came with… complications?"
Nyxian paused.
Thought about that.
Decided—
Future problem.
She waved it off and took another bite.
"It'll work out," she said confidently.
Pixelle looked up from her oversized plate.
"I don't even think he heard you."
Nyxian didn't miss a beat.
"He agreed."
A shrug.
"That's what matters."
Llandra took a slow sip of her drink.
"He agreed to marry you a year ago. Haven't you already imprinted on him? That's a contract already, yes?"
A glance. But no movement from Nyxian.
"I am… interested to see how your family reacts."
Nyxian froze mid-chew.
Then immediately resumed eating.
"…they'll be fine."
No one believed that.
The Return
About ten minutes later—
The door swung open.
Jax stepped in.
Composed.
Relaxed.
Apron on.
Nothing else.
The room went quiet for a moment.
Bunny grinned.
"Oh, did we miss naked chef day?"
Nyxian stood immediately—
Wrapping her arms around him dramatically.
"I'm just happy my beloved has finally agreed to marry me," she said, loud enough for everyone to hear.
Jax blinked.
"…what?"
Nyxian smiled up at him.
"I asked if we could marry after Zee. And then celebrate properly."
A pause.
"And you agreed."
Jax frowned slightly.
"…I don't remember that part."
Pixelle pointed.
"I told you!"
Jax exhaled—
Then looked at Nyxian.
"…I may not remember agreeing like that."
A beat.
"But I meant the important part."
He took her hand.
"I want to marry you."
Nyxian's expression softened.
Victory—
But also something deeper.
Zee Returns
The door swung again.
Zee entered.
Slowly.
Very slowly.
She looked—
For lack of a better word—
Unsteady.
Peaceful.
Completely and utterly somewhere else.
She wore one of Jax's shirts.
Barely.
It hung loosely—
Not quite doing its job. Her butt cheeks were hanging out.
Zee stated that she would return to the room to meditate for the next few hours as she zombie walked past the group and headed for the stairs leading to the Master Bedroom.
Llandra noticed.
Of course she did.
"…we had a plan," Llandra said suddenly.
The room paused.
"Naked Day," she added.
Jax froze.
"…we were drunk."
"That doesn't mean it wasn't a good idea," Bunny said.
There was hesitation.
A glance between them.
No one wanting to be first.
And then—
Llandra stood.
And simply…
Committed.
Laughing.
Light.
Unexpectedly free.
The others followed.
One by one.
Jax raised his hands slightly.
"You don't have to—"
"We want to," Nyxian said simply.
That ended that. He was surrounded by naked women.
Jax's Turn
Eventually—
All eyes turned to him.
He was still wearing the apron.
Barely.
They smiled.
Gestured.
Inviting.
Jax looked around.
Shook his head once—
With a smirk.
"…you're all trouble."
One pull.
The apron dropped.
The reaction—
Immediate.
Nyxian's eyes widened—
Then snapped back up quickly.
Too quickly.
The Escape
She grabbed his hand instantly.
"We need to discuss wedding plans."
She didn't wait for agreement—
Pulling him toward the living room.
"Give us an hour," she called back.
Bunny leaned over the table.
"…sure."
Pixelle took another bite.
"Thirty minutes."
The Result
Twenty minutes later—
The door swung open again.
Nyxian walked through.
Hair… less organized.
Expression…
Very satisfied.
"I'm going to meditate too," she said quickly.
And disappeared upstairs.
Final Word
Pixelle took another bite of her syrup-covered toast.
Didn't even look up.
"Told you. Less than 30 minutes before she tapped out."
Jax returned to the kitchen. The rest of the girls were done watching Nyxian "try" to walk up the stairs.
They looked at him with hungry eyes.
His unclothed frame peeked their interest.
Naked Day was going to be interesting.