Reincarnated as the Only Human

My hammer fell repeatedly upon the glowing ingot, and I gradually lengthened it as I shaped the metal to my desired shape, even though I was being forced to listen to the aggravatingly in sync thrusts of Inik as she continued having sex right behind me.

The striking of the anvil and the smacking of her hips against Kalia’s ass were too perfectly timed to not be on purpose, and it took everything I had to not look back and watch the Hawkkin as she worked on my daughter.

It was... actually slowly becoming easier to ignore that as the ingot gradually took the shape that I wanted it to, and the further into this I got the less I was thinking about that Hawkkin’s thick, glorious cock pumping an abundance of sperm into me or about the tight, drenched pussy of Kalia that was pleading for a pounding from anyone.

My own cock remained hard even as I worked though, but I wasn’t burdened by it as I continued to move around the forge freely, and even as I swung that hammer vigorously and had my cock bouncing up and down I could barely feel it... kind of.

Anyways, flattening that blue ingot out into a three and a half foot long billet was definitely a start, and as I allowed it to heat up once more I got to work on the smaller billet of normal Mana Steel, shaping it into a cross and splitting the longer side, trying to determine the best way to go about this.

I was just hammering for the sake of hammering something really, and the ideas were coming to me as I went, so even though many would say it was sloppy, I didn’t really care as I widened the split even more and allowed the metal to be turned into something very unique before I got to work on the detailing of those lightning bolts.

After I punched the holes for the pins to fit into, of course, and when that was ready I used the System to place holes on the tang of the blade so that I could fit it snuggly, getting everything ready for assembly.

The alternating between creating a blade and creating an ornamental hilt was quite fun, and it made it easier to ignore the escalating moans and slapping of flesh coming from behind me as Inik crawled onto the table and put Kalia in a mating press again.

How I knew that doesn’t concern anyone.

When it came time for the blade to be hardened, I double checked everything and made sure that I could absolutely put these things together and not regret it, only to quadruple check myself before finally taking the plunge.

Sliding the blade between the split bolts, I lined up the holes and slowly began to forge the two separate pieces of metal together, using the heat to bind them while also maintaining the shapes of the things I had painstakingly crafted.

Again, not the most ideal way to have done this - it would have been easier to attach the lightning bolts separately atop the blade, or to have forged them onto the Tempestium billet so that I could have avoided all of this stress - but what’s done is done, and I had sufficiently made my bed.

Laying in it was quite nice too as everything came together - with a little System help to make everything perfect - and so I began my work on the easier task of creating the handle from wood, cutting it in two, placing it on either side of the tang and using the pins to secure it properly.

Then the leather was wrapped around it afterwards, leaving me with the final task; sharpening the blade and giving it that polish that would turn it from a project into a piece of functioning art.

When everything was finished completely, I was brought out of my crafting induced reverie by a firm smack on the ass that almost sent me flying over the anvil, and of course I turned around to glare at the smirking Hawkkin responsible.

”What Mama~? You can’t shake all this ass and expect me to NOT~ hit it~! Especially not when my sexual relief doll is temporarily out of service; I still need to cum~! It’s simply not fair...”

I felt her cock throbbing against my cheeks as she wrapped her arms around my waist, the Hawkkin holding me close to her chest as she rested her head on my shoulder, her few inches of height forcing her to lean over and making it easier for her to just poke me with it instead as she made her needs known.

As soon as her eyes landed on her blade though, that arousal took a temporary backseat as she let out a pleased hum, though she kept me in her arms as she asked ”Is it done already? I was going to ask if you wanted to take a break and suck me off, but...”

I leaned against her chest and glanced back at Kalia, noticing that my daughter was indeed ’out of service’ right now thanks to the buckets of cum pouring out of her pussy as she laid on the table, and seeing that made my attention return to the penis that had caused her to be in such a state.

”It is done... do you want to name it..?”

That gave the Hawkkin pause, and she pursed her lips as she dragged one of her hands across my stomach before grabbing one of my boobs, her fingers sinking into that soft flesh as she hummed in contemplation of my question.

”A name... That is something people do, isn’t it..? Yes... it’s kinda like naming a child, but less anxiety inducing. Hmm...”

Her dick rested between my cheeks while her fingers found my nipple, the Hawkkin idly playing with me as she stared intently at the blade while ignoring my heavier breathing, though she did start rubbing herself against me.

”How about... damn this is hard. Uh... how about... I dunno... Stormy..?”

My arousal immediately took a nosedive as I heard that, and I had to blink away my astonishment as I turned to look at Inik, who was smiling wryly as she met my gaze, those amber eyes filled with uncertainty as she asked me ”Is that a bad choice..?” in a small, pitiful voice.