The girls made their way back home on Javir’s magical carriage, as their teacher had waited for them to get out.
"Ugh, I wish you’d at least let me see them," Javir said with a pout. "Gods, I would have loved to see the looks on their faces when the knights rounded them up."
Finally, the adrenaline was fading, and in its wake a deep sense of exhaustion was filling Melisa’s body. Her bones themselves were aching, but right alongside that was a big feeling of victory.
As they approached the manor, Isabella stretched her arms above her head.
"You know, we really should’ve stopped at a bar or something. Or, better yet, a club~"
Melisa snorted, shaking her head.
"Are you kidding? I’m not even sure I have the energy to lift a glass right now let alone dance. I’d much rather just kick back at home. Besides, the good stuff’s here."
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Armia nodded in agreement, a tired smile on her lips.
"Yeah, we deserve some comfort after today."
They reached the front doors, and as they pushed them open, a familiar noise caught their ears.
"O-Oh, gods, you’re so deep!" Melisa could faintly hear Margaret moaning.
Melisa’s eyes widened, a sly grin spreading across her face, as did Javir.
"Oh boy. Looks like Margaret and Melistair got ahead of you girls," Javir laughed.
Isabella rolled her eyes, but a smirk tugged at her lips.
"I swear, they have about as much of a concept of volume control as I do."
Armia chuckled. Javir stretched her arms up.
"Well, I, for one, as the only one who was literally stabbed today, have had enough. I’m going to bed. Enjoy yourselves, girls. You’ve earned it."
Just like that, she walked away.
They all shared a knowing look before quietly heading towards the back of the manor.
Melisa pushed the door open, the cool night air washing over her, bringing with it the scent of blooming flowers.
It was funny just how... calm the garden felt today. Over the last 8 years, Melisa had gotten used to this. But, right now, after all this fighting, it was almost like she was noticing the swaying lanterns or the faintly glowing flowers for the first time.
Isabella came out from the kitchen with a few bottles. She handed one to each of the girls, popping her own open with a satisfying hiss.
"To surviving," Melisa said, raising her bottle with a grin.
"To kicking ass," Isabella added, clinking her bottle against Melisa’s.
"To the people who suffered because of those assholes," Armia said.
Raven didn’t say anything as she lifted her own glass up, though she was looking right at Melisa as she did.
[Actually... Hasn’t she been kinda staring at me this whole time? Do I have something on my face?]
They all shared a moment of silence before taking a long swig, the alcohol burning warmly as it slid down their throats.
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Soon enough, the drinks were flowing freely.
Melisa found herself sitting on Raven’s lap. Raven’s arms were wrapped loosely around her waist, and Melisa could feel Raven’s breath tickling the back of her neck.
Isabella, meanwhile, was leaning very close to Armia looking like she wanted to devour her entirely.
"C’mon, scales. We just saved the day. Let loose a little, would you?"
Armia rolled her eyes.
"Leave me alone," she said while simultaneously reaching over to grab Isabella’s hips.
Isabella leaned in, her lips brushing against Armia’s ear as she whispered something that Melisa couldn’t hear, but she saw the way Armia’s cheeks flushed.
"No. Goodness, how many times do I have to tell you, I didn’t... ah..." Armia trailed off as Isabella started peppering kisses onto her face. The darian’s blush only intensified as Isabella formed a clear path toward her lips.
"Hey, I- MM!" The moment Armia opened her mouth again, Isabella took the opportunity and snuck her tongue inside it.
A moment later, Armia’s resolve seemingly crumbled and she wrapped her strong arms around Isabella, pulling her in completely. The kistune let out a muffled squeal of delight as she tilted her head and made the kiss deeper.
Melisa watched them for a moment, a smirk playing on her lips. She turned her head slightly, glancing back at Raven.
"*gasp* Well, hello there~ Have you been here, right next to me, all this time???"
Raven didn’t answer with words.
Instead, she shifted, her hands moving up Melisa’s sides, her lips finding Melisa’s neck.
[Ahhh, fuck yes! This is exactly what I needed!]
Melisa shivered at the contact, a sigh escaping her lips as Raven’s mouth trailed up to her ear, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin.
Melisa turned in Raven’s lap, straddling her, their eyes meeting.
There was a hunger in Raven’s gaze, and Melisa felt just as horny. She leaned in, capturing Raven’s lips with her own. Unlike the two futanaris next to her, Melisa and Raven’s kiss started off slow and gradually grew more intense, her hands threading through Raven’s dark hair.
Raven’s hands moved down, grabbing Melisa’s ass and pulling her closer, grinding their hips together.
Melisa broke the kiss, her breath coming in short gasps as she looked over Raven’s shoulder.
Isabella had (somehow) pinned Armia to the grass now, her hands roaming over Armia’s body as they kept making out, their movements growing more frantic.
Melisa turned back to Raven, her lips curving into a smirk.
"Guess it’s that kind of night, huh?"
Raven just nodded, her eyes half-lidded, her hands already moving to undo Melisa’s belt. Melisa arched her back, her hands slipping under Raven’s shirt, feeling the warm skin beneath.
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Isabella let out a moan, her voice carrying through the garden as she moved between Armia’s legs, her mouth trailing down Armia’s chest, her hands already working on getting those pants off.
Armia’s head tilted back, her breath hitching as Isabella’s lips reached her stomach.
Melisa let out a soft laugh, her hand tilting Raven’s chin up to meet her eyes.
"You ready to get a little wild, Raven?"
Raven’s lips twitched into a rare smile, her voice low as she responded.
"Yes."
Funny how one singular word from a girl as soft-spoken as Raven could convey so much.
Melisa didn’t waste another second. She tugged her shirt off over her head, her bare skin meeting the cool night air. Raven’s hands were everywhere, her mouth following soon after, leaving a trail of heat in her wake.
Melisa leaned down, her lips meeting Raven’s again, this time harder, more desperate.
Raven’s hands slipped between Melisa’s thighs, her fingers brushing against her pussy, already wet and aching for more. Melisa let out a soft moan, her hips grinding against Raven’s hand, her mind already hazy with lust.
"Fuck, Raven," she breathed, her hands gripping Raven’s shoulders.
Raven just smirked, her fingers slipping inside, her thumb rubbing against Melisa’s clit.
Melisa’s hips bucked, her head falling forward as she lost herself in the sensation.
Nearby, Isabella had finally gotten Armia’s pants off, her mouth moving lower, her tongue teasing Armia’s cock. Armia let out a low groan, her hand tangling in Isabella’s hair, her hips lifting slightly as Isabella’s lips wrapped around her. Isabella moaned around Armia’s length.
"Fuuuck~ Why does your dick have to be so big?"
Melisa glanced over, her own breath hitching at the sight.
[Wow. That’s hot.]
She turned back to Raven, her hand slipping down between them, finding Raven’s clit and rubbing it in slow circles. Raven’s breath caught, her eyes closing as her hips moved in time with Melisa’s hand.
Already, Melisa could feel her climax building, the tension coiling tighter and tighter with every movement of Raven’s fingers and she reciprocated in kind.
Isabella pulled away from Armia for just a moment, her lips glistening as she looked up at her with a grin, a single strand of saliva still connecting her lips to Armia’s cock.
"Ready to fill me up, scales?" she asked, her voice dripping with lust.
Armia let out a shaky breath, her hands gripping Isabella’s hips as she nodded. Isabella straddled Armia, her ass pressing against Armia’s cock while her own dick was dripping with precum.
Still grinning, her eyes locked with Armia’s as she slowly sank down, taking her inside. Armia groaned, her hands squeezing Isabella’s hips.
Melisa blinked.
[... Man, that looks like it feels amazing. On both sides.]
Melisa’s eyes were glued to them, her own arousal spiking at the sight. She turned back to Raven, her lips capturing Raven’s in a heated kiss as she felt her own climax cresting. Raven’s fingers moved faster, her thumb rubbing circles over Melisa’s clit, pushing her closer and closer.
With a final moan, Melisa came, her hips jerking against Raven’s hand, her body trembling as waves of pleasure washed over her. Raven held her close, her lips brushing against Melisa’s neck as she rode out her orgasm.
Armia’s own climax wasn’t far behind, her grip on Isabella tightening as she thrust up into her, filling her ass with a deep groan. Isabella let out a cry of pleasure, her own body shuddering as she came, her head falling back.
For a moment, the garden was filled with the sound of heavy breathing, the scent of sweat and sex lingering in the air.
Melisa slumped against Raven, her body spent but her mind buzzing with satisfaction.
Melisa giggled.
"Well... That was nice."
Raven smiled wide. Melisa’s heart skipped a beat seeing it.
"Yes... It was."
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The next morning, Melisa was the first to stumble into the kitchen, her hair a mess and her body still sore. She found Kimiko already there, a stack of papers in her hands and a knowing smile on her lips.
"Rough night?" Kimiko asked, her voice teasing.
Melisa grinned, grabbing a mug and pouring herself some coffee.
"You could say that."
Kimiko handed her one of the papers, the headline catching Melisa’s eye immediately.
"Looks like you girls made the front page," she said, her tone still light.
Melisa’s eyes scanned the headline, her brows raising.
"City in Shock: Showcase Attack by Shadow Mages Foiled," she read aloud, a smile tugging at her lips.
[Well, shit.]
As Isabella and Armia walked in, Melisa turned toward them.
"Morning, heroes," Melisa said, holding up the paper. "Looks like we’re famous."