Days passed in a blur of futacocks, kitsune cum, and sweat. Not that Melisa was complaining.
She'd fallen into a pretty sweet routine with the Summers. Some days, Isabella would join them, turning their "research sessions" into what basically amounted to sexual Olympics - who could make who scream loudest, who could last longest, who could shoot the biggest load. Other days, like today, it was just Melisa and Kimiko, taking their sweet time exploring each other's bodies until they were both completely spent.
[Honestly,] Melisa thought as she lay beside Kimiko, cum leaking from basically everywhere, [I have the best job in the world. As far as life-saving attempts go, this is the best!]
"How're you feeling?" Melisa asked, rolling over to look at Kimiko's face. The afternoon sun made her pink hair look like cotton candy, and there was a satisfied smirk on her face.
Kimiko stretched like a cat, her very fluffy tail wrapping around Melisa's thigh possessively.
"Like I just got fucked silly by a very talented nim," she purred. Then, more seriously: "Better than I have since Isabella brought me back. Whatever magic you're working with that pussy of yours, it's definitely doing the trick."
"I'm glad to hear it," Melisa responded, before noticing the way Kimiko's dick slowly hardened again.
Kitsune stamina was something else.
Two weeks of daily "treatments" passed this way, each day bringing new proof that Melisa's theory was spot-on. The weird hollow feeling in Kimiko's Essence had stabilized (not gone away entirely, but stabilized), probably helped by the gallons of cum and Essence they'd shared.
[She should totally be dead by now if the spell was going to crap out,] Melisa realized one evening, watching Kimiko and Isabella having their usual mother-daughter argument about who got to top who next time. [Holy shit, we might have actually pulled this off.]
The revelation hit her like a slap to the face from Kimiko's big dick. They'd actually found a way to cheat death... or, at least keep it away for a time with the power of really good sex.
[Of course, this means I'll have to keep coming over for Kimiko to fuck my brains out regularly,] Melisa thought, grinning. [Oh no. Whatever shall I do. The horror.]
---
"Moving back to the dorm already?" Margaret asked, pausing in her obsessive cleaning of the kitchen counter. The evening sun made everything look extra warm and cozy, like something out of those romance novels Melisa definitely didn't read.
Melisa nodded, hitching her bag higher on her shoulder.
"Yeah, things have chilled out enough. No more random ninja attacks, no more shadow mages trying to murder me every other day." She grinned. "Plus, I miss having my own space to be as loud as I want."
Margaret's lips curved into that knowing mom-smile that always made Melisa squirm.
"I'm sure that's the only reason. Nothing to do with being closer to a certain house full of horny kitsune?"
Melisa's cheeks flushed purple.
"Mom!"
"What? I'm just saying, you've been spending an awful lot of time bent over their furniture lately." Margaret's tail swished playfully. "Not that I'm complaining. It's nice seeing you so... dedicated to your research."
"Well, it's working," Melisa said, trying to salvage some dignity. "Kimiko's stable now. Turns out regular doses of me really do keep a girl alive."
Margaret's expression softened.
"I'm proud of you, baby. You're always finding new ways to help people, even if your methods usually involve getting railed six ways to Sunday."
"MOM!"
"What? Kimiko's told me all about your activities. I didn't know you were quite so bouncy!"
Melisa snorted and stepped forward, pulling her mother into a tight hug.
"Thanks for the compliment, Mom. Anyway, I'll still visit. A lot."
"You better," Margaret murmured, squeezing her back. "Now go on, before it gets dark. And try not to walk bow-legged. People will talk."
From there, the walk back to the academy was surprisingly peaceful.
The streets of Syux were quiet, the setting sun making everything look pretty as fuck. For once, Melisa didn't feel like she needed eyes in the back of her head.
[No sneaky bastards in the shadows, no assassins playing rooftop parkour, no poisoned daggers with my name on them... okay, I never got to experience that last one, but still,] she thought, her tail swishing happily. [Just me, my thoughts, and the satisfaction of knowing I just science'd the shit out of death with the power of good pussy. Victory does, indeed, taste sweet.]
It was wild how fast things could change. A few weeks ago, she'd been fighting for her life at Isabella's showcase. Now she was just casually strolling through the city, biggest worry being whether she should grab a snack or head straight to bed.
[Life is fucking weird,] she mused, pausing to look up at the first stars peeking out. [One minute you're dodging death, the next you're keeping people alive by fucking them silly.]
She laughed to herself, continuing toward the academy. Whatever came next, she could handle it.
Probably.
---
Melisa slid into her seat just as class was starting, her thighs still a bit sore from all her "research" with Kimiko.
[Honestly, nothing like a good fuck to start the day,] she thought, grinning to herself. [I was told sex was like coffee to kitsune. I would argue it has similar effects for nim too, though.]
The professor cleared his throat, drawing everyone's attention.
"Before we begin, I should inform you all that Princess- excuse me, Queen Aria will no longer be joining our classes." He sighed, looking genuinely disappointed. "Her new duties require her full attention."
[Aw man,] Melisa thought, her tail drooping slightly. [Right when we were finally getting somewhere beyond the whole 'you might have killed my mom' thing.]
It was certainly a shame, but, well, Melisa understood.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a familiar weight settling into her lap. Isabella had, as usual, decided that her own chair was far less comfortable than Melisa's thighs, and proceeded to make herself at home.
"Miss Summer," the professor said wearily, "must you?"
"Yes," Isabella replied cheerfully, wiggling her ass against Melisa's crotch. "For strictly educational purposes."
[Educational purposes my ass,] Melisa thought, though she wrapped her arms around Isabella's waist anyway. [Well, actually, considering how much she loves it up the ass, maybe that's accurate.]
As Isabella snuggled back against her, Melisa caught movement from the corner of her eye.
Raven was watching them, her expression... odd.
Not quite jealous, not quite sad, but something in between that made Melisa's chest feel tight.
[Huh. That's new.]
---
Later that evening, Melisa pushed open the door to her old dorm room, finding Raven sitting cross-legged on her bed with a book.
"Honey, I'm hooome!" Melisa announced with a flourish, dropping her bag by the door.
Raven's head snapped up, her grey eyes widening slightly.
"Melisa? What are you-"
"Your favorite roomie is back!" Melisa flopped onto Raven's bed, making the other girl bounce slightly. "Now that nobody's trying to murder me every five minutes, I figured it was time to come home."
[Plus, this way I can tease you properly again,] she thought, noting how Raven's cheeks flushed slightly at their proximity.
"I see," Raven said quietly, marking her place in the book. "And... Isabella's okay with that?"
Melisa tilted her head.
"Why wouldn't she be? I mean, yeah, she loves having me around to rail whenever she wants, but she's got enough cum stored up in that futacock of hers to last a lifetime. She can wait."
Raven's flush deepened, but she didn't look away.
"I mean, aren't you two... together?"
"I mean, yeah, sort of? We fuck a lot and she's basically my girlfriend, but it's not like we're exclusive or anything. You know how kitsune are - trying to keep Isabella from fucking everything that moves would be like trying to keep water from being wet. Same for me, on some days. We just kinda do whatever."
Raven was quiet for a moment, her fingers playing with the edge of her book.
"Would you... want another girlfriend?"
...
...
Melisa blinked.
"Eh???"
[Wait, what?]
"I know how you and Isabella are," Raven continued, her voice soft but steady. "And I... I'd like that too. With you."
Melisa sat up straighter, her tail curling around her leg nervously.
"You want to be my girlfriend?" she asked, making sure she'd heard right. "Like, officially?"
Raven nodded, a rare vulnerability showing in her eyes.
[Holy shit. Holy shit holy shit holy shit.]
Melisa took a moment to think about it. She thought about their sparring sessions, their late-night talks, the way Raven's usual stoic expression would soften when they were alone. She thought about how fucking hot it was when Raven got all dominant in bed, and how cute she looked when she blushed.
[Actually, this is kind of a no-brainer.]
"Well, y-yeah, sure, awesome, obviously!"
The smile that spread across Raven's face was like watching the sun rise - rare and absolutely beautiful.
"Good," Raven said. "Good."
"So... That's that?" Melisa asked.
"I suppose..." Raven looked away, voice softening up, "you could kiss me to make it official?"
Melisa melted.
"COME HERE!" She all but shouted before tackling Raven, smashing their lips together.
And so, another chapter in Melisa's wild life came to a close.
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Not with a bang (well, okay, probably with several bangs if you counted what happened after that kiss), but still. The Shadow Mages had been dealt with, at least for now. Kimiko was stable, thanks to Melisa's... unconventional but effective treatment plan. Isabella's showcase had been a success, even if it had turned into a battlefield. The truth about nim magic was out there, spreading through rumors, waiting to change everything. And Aria... well, who knew?
Maybe their paths would cross again someday. Maybe.
But most importantly...
Melisa's harem had grown (on an official level) yet again.
Sure, there were probably still challenges ahead. Questions to be answered, mysteries to solve, probably more people trying to kill her because honestly, when wasn't someone trying to kill her?
But for now, in this moment, everything was perfect.
Well, almost perfect.
[Note to self: avoid trucks in this life too. Just to be safe. Or carriages. Could a carriage isekai someone? I dunno. Better not walk near one though, just to be safe.]