Chapter 122 Beatrice's Desire
She was wearing her purple skin-tight space admiral uniform, which had the nice effect of outlining her extremely voluminous rump, like two thick watermelons standing upright from where Dante stood.
Dante naturally walked over and began to grind his crotch against Beatrice's backside, making the woman blush and stifle a slight moan. Her patience was running thin ever since she and Dante confirmed their feelings and attachment, wanting to taste the fullness of her partner.
Dante had no idea, but Beatrice's thoughts were always on him. About how they would meld together, and how he would ravage her like a beast. Due to her constant sexual thoughts, her sensitivity was even higher than usual, and she could not focus on anything.
When Dante teased her like this, it was part fun and part torture because while it felt great, it just enhanced her desire for the main course to even greater heights.
Of course, she couldn't tell Dante this easily, and Dante could not tell himself. After all, he had never had a woman lust over him so strongly before and make it known.
While he had spent time with Valeria, it was mostly raw and cold at first and only some slight feelings had built up over time. This was entirely new territory for him and Beatrice, but luckily for her, Dante did not cause too much trouble.
"Guess what happened?" Dante asked with a smile as he reluctantly let go of her thick and plentiful backside then came to stand beside her.
"Hmm, let me see. You upgraded your SDI? Your superpower reached a new rank?" Beatrice replied while straightening her body and facing Dante.
"Bingo! All of the above are true. Apart from that, there's more…" Dante then explained his two new abilities to her, which made Beatrice's eyes light up.
"Hey, that's amazing! Can you bring living things in?" Beatrice asked with a look of excitement.
"Err, no, not yet. Only inanimate objects right now… oh! You want to enter the Quantum Worlds with me and cultivate too!" Dante explained then gasped as he realized what Beatrice was trying to get at.
"Exactly! It would change a lot of things if you could smuggle people into Quantum Worlds. I could also help you in any way possible." Beatrice answered with a smile.
Dante's eyes flashed with severity. "No, not just that Beatrice."
Dante walked forward and placed his hands on her shoulders and glanced at her softly. "I could take you to my universe to meet my parents. We could get married on both sides."
Beatrice trembled, and her eyes misted over. Her face flushed, and her temperature began to rise as she was filled with great emotions. "I-I…"
However, Dante didn't stop there. "I could take you into the cultivation worlds and we could find special items to fix your broken superpowers and turn them into real ones."
Beatrice's head began to buzz. If she could actually turn the superpowers her mother passed down to her into the actual thing, just how far could she go? Not to mention, she would be better able to protect herself, Dante, and her family with him if she had more power.
"And finally… even if I can't bring you in, I can probably bring these things out. I could even head to special magical worlds with high fantasy magic and find something that can bring your mother back to life." Dante stated his truest intention as he stroked her hair.
Beatrice froze. Even when she heard of Dante's power, something like this hadn't crossed her mind not because she felt it was impossible, but because she had long been forced to make peace with her mother's passing.
But as the event that shaped 95% of the current her, how could it be so easy to let go? When she was a child, she cried often when she thought of her mother after the tragedy, but she suddenly stopped crying one day when she was hit with her first big blow after her mother's death.
It was when she was quietly sneaking through the house to go and ask her father about something, only to see him softly sobbing through the crack of the door. In all other moments, her father usually acted tough and stern, holding her in his arms and comforting her when she cried or felt sad.
At the time, she even hated her father a bit. Why wasn't he sad like her that mother was gone? Was it that he didn't care about mother now that she was gone? Maybe that was the case since mother always bullied him!
However, seeing him softly sobbing that night, trying to stifle his voice so that he wouldn't disturb his sleeping daughter who was suffering grief and needed a bastion to help her, young Beatrice felt like she had been hit by a metaphorical truck.
Rather than hiding, she burst into the room and stood before her shocked father. She hugged him and rubbed his head just as he rubbed her when she cried, and accompanied her dad the next few hours as he released the pain he had been holding back.
This event not only strengthened their bond, but it made Beatrice mature rapidly as she understood that the world didn't revolve around her, and that her pain was not greater than anyone else's. This was an important lesson for a child to understand, which shaped up her future determination and strong will to push forward.
More than herself, how happy would her father be if his beloved wife could be returned to him? How happy would Beatrice herself be to be with her beloved mother who doted on her? To let her see the progress she had made in life, the achievements she had accomplished, and see the pride on her mother's face?
How nice would it be to let her mother see her grandchildren and dote on them too?
Beatrice did not think of any righteous nonsense like 'I've made peace with it' or 'her death made things the way they are so it's better to leave things as is'. She wanted her mother back, and she wanted her back now!!
As for whether her mother wanted to be brought back, seeing the way she died, protecting her daughter but not knowing how she would grow, as well as the worry that her clan might be pressured by the forces that assassinated her, how could she not want to come back?
If not even to satisfy her own desires, but purely because she wanted to protect her family for a bit longer and ensure their happy living.
Now that Dante had put the opportunity before her, Beatrice was definitely overwhelmed with emotions as her eyes became bloodshot, and her arms squeezed Dante tightly, as if fearing that this was too good to be true and that this chance might escape her.
Dante continued to stroke her hair even as his bones creaked under her great strength, but he didn't even whimper. When Beatrice finally calmed down, she panicked and touched Dante all over with a look of worry.
"Oh no, I'm so sorry! I couldn't control myself just now… I…" Beatrice stumbled to explain, but Dante simply silenced her with a deep kiss.
Dante pulled back and laughed. "Hey, it's good to be reminded that my babe can crush me at any
time. Don't you know that for some of us, that's a turn-on?"
Beatrice was amused. "Really? Then put your head between my thighs and let me squeeze."
Dante's eyes lit up. "Yes, let's do it! Make sure not to hold back, even if my head cracks like a watermelon!"
Beatrice was left speechless. She could only admit defeat in this regard but promised to try when she and Dante had similar stats.
"I… could try and enter though. If I activate my Bionics and Psionics to the max, I can survive in the vacuum of space." Beatrice hesitated as she suggested.
Dante smiled wryly and shook his head. "I don't want to risk it. The void in the Quantum Depository is not the same as the void of space. In that void, everything is stopped and rendered still."
"I'm not entirely sure whether it's a pause of space and time, or it's more like everything forcibly put in a state of nihil." Dante explained seriously.
Beatrice shook her head and then nodded. "No problem then. I believe that there are way more abilities waiting to be excavated in your Quantum Entanglement superpower, and achieving something like what we discussed is definitely on the horizon."
"Yeah, I can definitely tell that when I hit the C-Rank, I might activate something quite shocking. Not to mention the B, A and above ranks." Dante agreed as his eyes gleamed with hope for the future.