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He went back to ogling Fathom and Fin. “Wow,” he muttered, amazed.
“Kaphas,” Fathom wondered at him. “Do they know what you’re capable of?”
Kaphas eyed Kult then Fathom. “Well, if they do, I’d like to know.”
“Quantum will have a full report regarding this last growth spurt,” Kult said.
“We have a matter to speak to you about,” Fathom remembered. “A human matter.”
“Excuse me,” Kaphas said, pushing off the wall and making his way into the crowd.
“And there he goes,” Kult muttered, watching him strike up a conversation with another sister. Good ole, operation piss your female off.
He looked at Fathom. “A human matter. I’m quitepuzzledwith that request.”
Kult listened as his psychosis in semi-human form detailed their marriage problems with their wives. “Wait... you havenothad sex yet?”
“No.”
“And you’ve decided to letherlead that charge?”
Fathom and Fin exchanged glances and said in unison, “This is a problem.”
Kult’s nods were heavy. “Women are naturally submissive in sex. You definitely need to do it.”
“Dowhatexactly?” Fathom asked.
Kult slammed the brakes right before giving directions to easy street. “You need to make her work for it.”
“Work for what?”
“What she wants.”
Again, they exchanged glances. “That’s where things refuse to behave,” Fin said. “They don’t seem to know what they want or how they want it or when.”
“You can go ahead and add why to that,” Kult allowed. “Take off what, though. They know what they want, they just don’t know the rest.”
“So, what do they want?” Fathom pressed, bringing Kult’s grinniest grin.
“She wants everything you want to give her.”
More exchanged glances. “Surely not everything,” Fin guaranteed.
“Oh, yes,” he nodded, slowly and emphatically. “Surely.”
“How do we make her work for it?” Fin hurried.
“Research all forms of foreplay with a woman. Then follow the crumbs to the full course meal.”
Fathom and Fin spun to the crowd. “Kaphas.”
Kult turned and found his new brother standing in the center of the floor with a ten-foot clearing all around him. All eyes were on him right as Kult spotted who Kaphas’ eyes were on. Celeste, of course. Chatting it up with a Creole King.
“He’s gathering power,” Fathom and Fin said, their alarm putting Kult right on their heels as they hurried toward him. Kult realized why there was a ten-foot clearance around Kaphas when he ran into denser air that caused the hair on his arms to stand up.
Kaphas was now on the move, walking toward his target at a hunter’s pace.
Fetch came from the right, joining Fathom and Fin, heading for Kaphas. Kult spotted the Syphon King who eyed the coming storm on two legs. Fuck, now the lensed giant was moving toward the Creole King. Kult pushed through the dense air as Fetch, Fathom, and Fin got in front of Kaphas. Kult looked around for fucking Quantum. Pretty sure they had a chill chip in him they needed to use now.
