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Thanks to Darkenning for his original inspiration and proofreading.
Don't read if you're a minor. You were warned.
Chapter Four:
Evil laughter boomed through the gigantic resort of Evangeline A.K. Mc Dowell.
"Ah-hah-hah-hah-hah-hah!"
Asakura Kazumi briefly tilted her head in that direction. "Sometimes, I really worry about her."
The pale, dark haired Marceline Abadeer shrugged from where she sat lazily on the frame of a massive window, riffing on her guitar. "Pitying a vampire is pointless, girl. Yeah, we can get very kooky at times, but in the end, we outlive everyone, and it's a butt-kicking existence in addition to being long, so it's not like we really deserve or want the mercy."
"Okay, what if we start there, then?" The redhead turned her recorder on, smirking for all those gathered in the luxurious and white-painted room of ... to be honest, Kazumi had no idea at all what was that room intended to be for. Not like any of the present cared. It had been as good a place as any other to have an interview. Paio Zi sobbed softly to herself after being forcibly tied up and tossed into a corner after her wandering hands went too far too many times, but other than that and the occasional echo of Eva's evil cackling, the wide chamber was peaceful and comfortable enough. "Compared to Eva-chan, what kind of vampire are you?"
"Well ..." Marceline said, allowing the guitar to rest on her lap. "Ah, what the heck, I'm feeling like being nice and answering questions today. It's not every day you get to talk to an Old Worlder anyway. Unlike Eva, I never was a human; my mother was, but my father is the demon king of the Nightosphere realm."
"Nightosphere?" Kazumi echoed.
"Hey, we're demons, we can name our realms whatever we please," the vampire girl sneered. "Anyway, when I was still only a little girl, a vampire king bit me and turned me. Later, I hunted him down and killed him, and that's how I became the queen of all Mundus Magicus vampires."
"That story is remarkably similar to Evangeline's," Kazumi noted.
Lina Inverse chuckled from where she rested, arms behind her head, boots aside and bare feet moving casually from side to side. "Well, that's the M.O. of vampire kings. They tend to be creeps who turn little girls, you know? And of course, any girl who gets to make it after that will obviously have revenge in mind, and ..." She swung her hand in a circle.
"Save your saliva for when it's the turn for your story!" Marceline snapped at her. She turned back to Asakura. "That's pretty much it, actually. Not that being the queen of vampires matters much, because vampires are lone creatures and very rarely gather anywhere or obey anyone's orders. Eva is a Mundus Vetus-born and turned vampire, so I wouldn't have any jurisdiction over her, even if she wanted to listen to me. But fighting each other would be too much of a pointless hassle for either, so we just keep our distance as long as we aren't crashing at each other's houses and all that."
"You mean you have been here before?" asked Asakura.
"Geh, no, never this one," said Marceline. "I hadn't heard anything about her for the last fifteen years, but that's hardly rare between vampires. We can disappear for decades at a time, and the others, in the rare case where we care at all, will just assume that vampire is sleeping or keeping a low profile. Which isn't that hard either, because the Thirst isn't as strong as your TV and movies will paint it as. Now start pestering someone else, I have rockin' art to create," she said, turning aside and beginning to play her guitar again, riffing on it while looking for the right way to start a new song.
"Ookayyyy ..." The human girl slowly looked around at the collection of Mundus Magicus beings assembled around her, and finally settled for the most unusual looking one, the lavender-furred unicorn with wings. "How about you then ... Princess Twilight Sparkle, right? Mind telling audiences of Mundus Vetus about your role and your importance in the grand scheme of things?"
"M-Me? Well." The lavender winged unicorn coughed briefly, before explaining. "I'm a student of magic under Princess Celestia, the sovereign of the queendom of Equestria. To complete my education, I was assigned to move far, far away to Ponyville. It was difficult to adapt at first, since I was surrounded by eccentrics from all sides, but I went on to become best friends with them."
"Annnd that reminds me of someone else's story," Kazumi mused aloud.
"Shortly after arriving in Ponyville, the Princess' sister Luna, now calling herself Nightmare Moon, attacked the queendom," Twilight continued. "My new friends Applejack, Rarity, Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy joined me in the quest for the six Elements of Harmony, which could stop Nightmare Moon. We gained control over the Elements and freed Princess Luna from the darkness controlling her. After that, we went on to defeat several other enemies of Equestria, like Queen Chrysalis, Discord the Lord of Chaos, King Sombra and Lord Tirek. We would have helped you with Kosmo Entelekheia, really, but it took us too long to get there, since no one bothered to contact Equestria soon enough." This was said with a sharply accusing glare shot Rakan's way.
He kept on picking his nose. "I thought Kurt would take care of that, really!"
"Wow," Asakura said softly. "Now I know how Chisame feels all the time."
"Ah?" asked Twilight.
The redhead shook her head. "It doesn't matter. Wow, that's a ... really interesting life you've led."
"For a small pastel colored horse, right?" Lina smiled. "Admit it, that's what you were thinking."
Now Asakura looked at her. "Nah, I actually was starting to think about you, Inverse-san. As far as I have heard, you have gained quite a bit of fame on Mundus Magicus, right?"
"I'd rather call it infamy," Rakan pointed out.
"An aura of dread, expanded through fear and intimidation, augmented through brutal conquest and legends of unmatched savagery," Queen Daenerys elaborated.
"Pot, meet kettle!" Lina hissed.
The platinum blonde did not lose her composure. "Whatever gave you the impression that comment was supposed to be insulting?"
Lina looked about to angrily reply to that, but, after thinking it through, she only snorted. "Look, I won't deny respect is respect. And yeah, you could say evildoers are well justified in their fear of me. So what if they call me the 'Bandit Killer'? Let them! That's a title I carry with honor! Bandits have no human rights!"
"Just like slavers," the Queen commented.
"Yeah, people who have no respect for human rights should have their own human rights disrespected!" snickered the bound Chichigami, who was a bandit after all.
"Exactly," Lina and Daenerys bluntly said at once.
"Tsk, while I get the point clearly, I dunno," Rakan said. "I mean, slavery is bad more often than not, yeah, but sometimes it helps forging character, yanno? If I hadn't ever been a slave, I wouldn't be the he-man I am now!"
"And that would be a bad thing, because?" the Queen said, extremely icily.
"Anyway." Lina was back to talking with Asakura. "I am THE most powerful sorceress in Mundus Magicus. That's why they gave me one of these artificial bodies to come here. They wanted nothing but the best here, although for some reason Rakan and Paio here slipped in with us."
"You don't have to be that angry at me," Paio was saying. "I told you, I love your boobies all the same, even if they are sma-"
While Lina kept her left foot firmly pressed against Paio's face, crushing it with her heel, Asakura asked her, "Sooo ... what was your excuse for staying out of the fight with Kosmo Entelekheia, then?"
"Um? Oh, isn't that obvious? No one paid me to get involved back then, of course," answered Lina.
Rakan nodded sagely. "And it's not like anyone can criticize you on that, Hon. Me, I only took part on it myself because of old ties, for the sake of old times!"
"Who are you calling 'Hon', you stupid old man?!"
"Anyway," Marceline said quietly as she kept riffing on her guitar, low enough not to block the interesting lovemaking sounds her sensitive ears were picking up from the direction of Eva's chambers. "What's with that 'greatest sorceress' boast, girl? I wonder what would your big sister say if she heard you now."
Lina's face went completely blank, and then she began hyperventilating. Her fingers clawed and held onto the cushion she had been sitting on, and, with a tense, strained voice, she uttered, "Sh-She doesn't count! As she, she always insists, she's retired from the life of sorcery, and sh-she's g-g-glad to live as a waitress."
Marceline shrugged indolently. "Fair enough."
"Yeah, about that, I've always wondered," Paio said, "what kind of person leaves a life of adventure and glory behind to become a simple wait-"
"SHE, SHE ISN'T A PERSON, AND THERE'S NOTHING SIMPLE ABOUT HER EITHER!" Lina screamed.
Kazumi lifted an eyebrow. "Okay. Now I'm interested."
"Ah, Lina-chan's sister Luna was a freelancer back in the Ala Rubra days, although her heart never really was into it," Rakan reminisced. "Even so, she was one of the scariest bad-ass mofos I've ever met. I daresay she was more fearsome than Princess Arika, although I'll always deny it if you tell anyone. Why, she once killed a plasma dragon with a kitchen knife! I'd actually say she might just have had a wee bit more raw power than Nagi himself, but she was always too lazy and unambitious to go adventuring with us on a regular basis."
"Bite your tongue!" Lina's teeth chattered. "She'll hear you!"
"Oh, come on," Twilight said. "She's all the way in the other-"
"She will find a way to know, I just know it!" Lina all but wailed.
"Ooookay, changing the subject, then." Kazumi addressed the elegant blonde with thick eyebrows now. "Forgive me for not addressing you sooner, Your Majesty, but I was saving the best for the last."
"Hey!" Twilight, Lina and Marceline said all at once.
Queen Daenerys nodded only once. "Base flattery. But you may continue. You desire to learn the story of my life as well, don't you?"
Kazumi nodded back. "I heard bits about you here and there while we were traveling Mundus Magicus, of course, but we were so wrapped up in our own problems, we never had too much time to do research."
The royal took a firm breath. "Very well, so it be. I am the sole remaining child of King Aerys II Targaryen, who himself was a cousin on the third degree of Emperor Alladia Entheofushia of Vespertatia. My family ruled, as I now rule, over the island of Dragonstone and its surroundings. When my father succumbed to madness and perished at the hands of another, I was sold in marriage to Lord Khal Drogo, whom fathered a child on me. However, my husband was mortally wounded in battle, and my child died before he could be born."
"..." Kazumi said, a bit stunned by the casual recitation of terrible tragedy.
Undeterred, the queen continued, "When my brother Viserys died, I set out to claim my birthright as the sovereign of the House Targaryen, and through several campaigns, I would say I have mostly achieved that goal. However, the path of the monarch is thorny and never ending, and keeping the throne is even more difficult than seizing it. Normally, I would never leave my domains in this fashion, but Theodora, one of the very few I trust to any degree whatsoever, convinced me to act as representative of the governments of Mundus Magicus here. Whereas the survival of our whole world depends on Young Springfield's gamble, it has been agreed by all countries all conflicts between us are of a lesser priority than our task at hand at the moment."
Rakan snorted. "Oh, c'mon, why are you giving her the abridged, sanitized version of your life story? You left all the good parts out!"
She gave him the iciest of glares. "My story is not a tale for anyone's amusement. She has been told what she needs to know."
"You won't object if I fill in the holes, right?" he grinned, pulling a film projector out of seemingly nowhere. "Pay attention, Reporter Girl! This is an epic tale of bloodshed, drama, murder, betrayal, food porn, nudity and incest I like to call it 'A Game of Fire and Ice'! Or 'Song of Thrones'. I can't decide on one yet, so I made sure to copyright 'em both for when I sell the rights to H-"
Daenerys' right foot was firmly planted on his mouth right now. "You will do no such thing!"
"Incest?" Kazumi repeated the sole word that had been a surprise among all the terms she had come to expect from affairs of royalty. "Wait, if that story includes such things, and you're distantly related to Negi-kun, then his roots -"
Marceline shrugged. "That was a common thing among several royal houses in the old times of Mundus Magicus. Most have abandoned the practice, although the clan of Khaleesi here kept fooling around with it longer than most others."
The Queen sat back, with a completely dignified air to her. "Denying the facts is as pointless as dwelling on them."
Rakan wiggled his eyebrows at Kazumi's lingering expression of concern. "Hey, don't be so sick worried, Red. I'm sure your children with Negi-kun will be healthy and smart as hell. Nagi took the defective genes of four Springfield generations all for himself!"
Against her normal custom, Asakura was annoyed enough by that to plant her foot on his face now. Luckily she was wearing shorts. Well, luckily for her. "That wasn't funny!"
Everyone else was staring at her now.
"What?" Asakura snorted.
"Oooooo!" Paio cooed. "So you like the miniature Nagi-sama as well!"
Lina snickered, with a cat-like little smile. "Fu, fu, fu, watch out for that, girlie. Romance is a bad thing for us working women."
Twilight rolled her eyes. "Guys, please, don't start with this. We are all far more mature than this, except the Idiot Who Can Be Stabbed All Day Long, and it'd be just plain rude to intrude -"
"Negi and Asakura-san, sitting under a tree, ki-ssiiiiing!" Marceline pointed and sing-sang.
Twilight sighed. "Why do I bother."
Asakura clenched her teeth. All right, I won't get angry, I won't get angry, I won't lose my cool no matter what ...
Meanwhile, the Queen intently watched her, studying her expression and subdued, subtle reactions of actual frustration. And she wondered.
Meanwhile...
"In fact," continued Asuna, "I think you satisfy us so much that, in the spirit of classroom solidarity and that of being a mid-level boss of evil -"
"Future," Eva interjected, smile banished for a suspicious look. "Future mid-level boss of evil."
"Yes-yes-yes," Asuna replied dismissively. "In those spirits, I think we ought to share your talents with the rest of the class, both because all the girls will really enjoy it and because it will be wicked fun to corrupt the entire class under the eyes of the administration and, in particular, Fate." She beamed malevolently. Well, that was what she was going for, at least.
Evangeline stared. "You want the boya to have sex with all the girls in the class?"
Asuna nodded proudly.
Evangeline looked away. Sniffling noises may have been made.
"Are you -"
"I am not crying tears of pride as your mentor of evil!" she proclaimed without looking back.
"Right," said Asuna, then glanced up at Negi, who had a very bland look on his face. "I was expecting you to chime in with 'don't I get a say in this' by now," she told him.
"We all know what the answer would be, don't we?" he asked rhetorically. With a sigh, he continued. "Just to be clear, 'all the girls in the class' means 'all the girls in the class and no one else', right?"
Asuna slapped her hands together. "Why, Negi, that's a great idea, actually! Just think of all the burnt bridges we could rebuild with 3-F."
"That's not what I meant! That is in fact the exact opposite of what I just -"
"I guess I could hook you up with Tepes," Evangeline mused, ignoring him of course. "It'd be a great thing to rub in those decrepit lords' faces, and then maybe she'd let me have some fun with her werewolf boytoy too."
"Master!" Negi squealed like a dying pig.
"And those girls - Momioka and her meganekko friend - have been asking a lot around, about your grownup form," Asuna tip-toed her fingers across his chest.
"You can't be serious!" he cried.
"It's decided then!" Evangeline smirked and slammed a fist on her hand palm. "You're doing the whole school and a few others, too, Boya!"
"We are!" Asuna said.
"Oh, that goes without saying!" Eva waved the observation away.
"BUT I'LL DIE!" Negi was sure of it.
Elsewhere, Konoe Konoemon shuddered. "Why do I feel like I'd better start taking preparations to kill an immortal before I lose everything? Powerful Hand, where'd I put Powerful Hand's number ..."
Oh, yeah, and somewhere in between all of this, Kotaro fucked Chizuru, as well. The non-Honsho variety, that is.
At the same time, Asakura shuddered briefly while submerged up to her shoulders in the large main pool of Evangeline's baths. "What's with this sudden feeling of dread all of a sudden?" she wondered aloud.
A moment later, the door opened and in walked a fully naked Queen Daenerys, slowly making her way to the water and steeping into it. "Perhaps," she said, "you are beginning to fully understand the meaning of what will happen to your friend now. It is truly a terrible sacrifice to impose upon anyone, no matter how noble its cause may be."
Kazumi briefly pondered teaching the other young woman how you were supposed to take baths in Japan, but seeing they technically weren't in Japan now, she decided against it. Instead, she said, "Your Majesty, it wasn't forced upon her ... which I suppose should make it better, but somehow, it doesn't."
"Naturally," the Queen calmly said. After a short silence, she added, "There is something I would like to ask you, now that the others are not around."
"Then ask," Kazumi answered, although she was aware that was one of the worst possible ways to start a conversation if you wanted to remain in control.
"Your feelings for Young Springfield are indeed genuine, or not?"
You too? I was supposed to be the one who messed around with others! "In a way. I mean, I obviously respect him a lot, probably more than I've ever respected anyone ... but calling that love? I don't think either of us should be thinking about that yet."
"And besides, he is far too close to Princess Asuna for anyone else to steal that position in his heart, probably even after she is gone," the Queen observed, rubbing herself all over with a tense arm. "That degree of connection they showed during battle ... never before had I seen two souls in such synchrony."
"I guess," Asakura shrugged non-commitally.
"They were oddly unfazed about being nude in such proximity," the Queen observed. "I thought your society had very strong taboos on the subject."
"Well, against that, and against incest."
"Does that still burden your heart? As the vampire queen told you, most royal houses left such customs behind long ago, including, from what I know, that of Vespertatia. You cannot allow that fear to cloud your judgement when it comes to your future with him."
"I don't-" Kazumi had forgotten she was interrupting a Queen and commander of legions until said woman silenced her with nothing but a mild stare.
She continued as if Asakura hadn't spoken at all. "My mother and father were siblings, and my father, also the result of several generations of inbreeding, went insane in his old age, as many of our family before him did. Yet I will not allow that fear to control my life. I refuse to live in dread of the day the Targaryen madness may claim me, for that is the easiest and fastest path to that very same insanity. And neither will I allow it to stop me from securing a heir eventually. You, whose bloodline is presumably clear of those elements, should fear it even less so."
Asakura, who had been processing that information in stunned silence from the first sentence, only could nod slowly.
"Be honest with me, as I have been to you," Daenerys sternly told her. "I will learn the truth either way, so lying is pointless. That sudden apprehension concerning the young man's bloodline means you have been with him, am I right?"
"Uhhhhh ..."
"I thought so."
"I haven't said anything yet," Kazumi began lightly splashing her own face with water.
"You didn't have to."
She sighed. "I guess it comes with the job position, right? Reading others around you so they don't backstab you at the first chance, and all of that..."
"It is a gift that must be mastered quickly and efficiently," the Queen confirmed.
Kazumi leaned back against the pool's edge. "I don't want to fall in love."
"Now that is a more understandable concern."
"He's always been so extremely nice to everyone. He's innocent and generous, smart and beautiful, but that's exactly why I don't want to fall in love with him, you know? I don't want anyone who is that perfect. I never could get him, and even if I did, I wouldn't know what to do with him."
"Yet you have already given the greater part of yourself to him."
"That ... that was a mistake," Asakura began rubbing her own nose.
"Like as not it was, but is it the mistake your heart wanted?"
Yes.
"Yes."
"Then I would suggest that you strive to be there for him when she is gone, and, at the very least, see how he develops as a man from there. He will need you, one way or another. As either his woman, or his friend. That is all the advice I can give you," she said, rising from the water in all her glory.
Kazumi looked up at her before standing up as well. "Actually, Your Majesty, there is something else you could do for me. Although someone of your position -"
"If it is within my power, I will not deny it to a savior from Ala Alba."
"Thank you very much. Then, ummmm ... not that I'm saying I'm going to pull this through with Negi, naturally, but I figure I might marry anyway at some point, and I doubt I'll ever choose a nobody, so given you were the wife to a powerful man ..."
"I will teach you the best I can of the principles a strong mate must follow," she nodded, "But keep in mind, much of this cannot be taught. It must be experienced."
"Of course. Then, how should I -"
Then the Queen's arms were around her. "To start with the basest, and build up to the highest, I will teach you what I once was taught - how to satisfy a husband as they do in the best pleasure houses of Lys."
"Um, actually, I was thinking more along the diplomatic aspects of-" Kazumi began nervously before her buttocks were cupped and a wet mouth pressed against hers.
Damn, but she was better at that than Setsuna. Much better, even, which wasn't a slam against Setsuna. After all, that encounter had been remarkably mind blowing coming from someone who also was a newbie herself. But even so, that couldn't compare to this. Over the last half hour, or so Asakura dimly calculated with the tiny portions of her brain that still cared about time and could estimate it, the Queen had been applying all sorts of exotic techiques to incite pleasure, and while Asakura couldn't fathom how half of them could work on a man, she was sure she'd never forget them all the same.
Now, arched against the edge of the pool, with her feet planted on the tiled floor and her hair touching the water and floating free on its surface, Kazumi made what she was sure had to be an ahegao face, or whatever they called that stupid face with the rolled back eyes that were so prevalent in Haruna's stupid comics. Meanwhile, the Queen, nice royal ass stuck high, knelt between her legs, practicing the latest iteration in a long string of combinations applied on Kazumi's body. While her tongue washed and licked all over Kazumi's vulva and clitoris, and one of her hands pinched and touched all sorts of apparent erogenous points on one of Asakura's feet, the other hand teased and tickled the anal entrance of the junior reporter. The mixed feelings all of that sent through Kazumi's body promptly pushed her into another screaming orgasm that swallowed the soft 'Clop, Clop' sounds of hooves against the tiles.
"- ah, so there you are, Your Majesty, I see you must have dropped a -" Twilight Sparkle-san, with a towel flung over her back, around the shoulders, if horses really had shoulders, which was something Kazumi couldn't even begin to fathom now, had just stopped a few steps away from the couple, while one of her eyes bugged out and the other one shrank down.
Kazumi looked over at the young talking winged unicorn representative from a country of talking horses while she reeled from the orgasm brought to her by the dragon controlling queen still placed above her, and decided that her life had reached a point of no return, as is most often the case when you are caught in sex with dragon royalty by talking animals.
"- I haven't seen anything!" the alicorn princess stiffly said, then backed the hell away, and moments later, heavy sounds of galloping could be heard down the hallway.
Kazumi covered her own eyes with a forearm and grumbled. "Please keep going."
That was the first time any royalty actually obeyed one of her instructions. (Negi didn't really count, in Kazumi's opinion, since he neither had any functional authority nor had been raised with it.) Asakura decided she liked being obeyed by royalty very much.
"- and that's why I think importing a live tiger for the Festival is a very bad idea," Suzushiro Haruka finished her exposition, slamming both hands on the meeting table of the Student Council's reunion room, making her large breasts bounce under the tight uniform's shirt.
"Okay, how about a zebra, then?" asked Shizuru, apparently taking notes about Haruka's points but actually just sketching Natsuki (and a random Konoka here and there) in her favorite notebook. "It basically achieves the same exotic effect without -"
The door flew open, and in walked Tenjouin Saki, closely followed as always by her cronies Aya and Rin. "Excuse me!" the newcomer blonde said, in response to Haruka's deadly icy stare and the mild confusion of the rest of them. She favored Tate, Kanzaki Reito AND Kikukawa Yukino with a calculated sensuous smile before stopping right before Shizuru's seat, telling her, "I need to speak with you. In private."
"Anything that can be discussed with her during business hours must be discussed in presence of the rest of the Council," Haruka growled, while Yukino quietly fanned herself behind her, her cheeks oddly pink.
Shizuru actually nodded at that. "She is right, Tenjouin-san," she said, marking a historical first. "We were debating academy logistics of the utmost importance."
"It won't take long," Saki promised, her tone unflinching.
"No matter how long it might take, private matters are to be treated after meeting hours," Haruka intervened in a very curt tone. "The President has no time for games or trivialist issues right now."
"It's not about anything trivial," the other blonde shot back, making sure to emphasize that word. "It's ... well, since we are neighbors, there's been a leak between our rooms, and -"
Shizuru perked up in very mild alarm.
"Then call a plumberologist!" an exasperated Haruka told her. "Do we look like we fix pipe tubes while killing turtles in the sewer system?"
A small drop of sweat appeared on Reito's head. "I'm sure real plumbers don't hunt for killer turtles, Haruka-san. Outside of New Jersey, at least."
Saki clenched her teeth. "But ... the President's room is ... flooding, you see, because there have been wet leaks since last night."
"Oh my," Shizuru quietly said.
"And of course, it's my duty as her neighbor - and friend," Saki boasted with a knowing smile, "to inform her of what I know. I'm afraid something may have been broken after her last visit with Kuga-san, Konoe-san and Sakurazaki-san."
"I believe that this is important," Shizuru abruptly said, standing up. "Please handle matters in my absence as you think best, Reito-san, Haruka-san."
"But -" Haruka began grumbling.
"Thank you, I knew you'd understand. I'm indebted to you!" her nemesis said, taking Saki by a hand and quickly leading her out of the room, leaving Tate utterly shocked as they passed by before him.
Then, Rin bowed politely for the rest of the council and walked out after her mistress and the other Ojou.
Aya and Yukino's gazes, for a moment, locked on each other. During that split second, there was a spark of primal communion between them, a very brief sense of sisterhood between kindred souls. Or so Yukino thought, in her momentary daze, but before she knew it, Aya was gone as well.
Haruka looked bristling and red-faced for a moment, her expression clenching tightly in a mask of fury. But then her face relaxed into a wry, sly smirk, and she hummed to herself, "Indebted, hmmmm? All of you are my witnesses to that, aren't you? Yukino?"
"Hmmm?" the bespectacled girl pushed her glasses up. "Um, oh, sure thing, Haruka-chan!"
"Man," Tate muttered, still looking at the door. "This isn't going to end well either, will it? I already can feel it."
Reito laughed lightly, making Tate cringe. "Come on, Tate-kun, you are still paranoid about things. Let's all move on already. So, about that zebra ..."
"Can't we get the same effect on a much smaller budget painting a horse on black and white stripes?" asked Haruka.
"So, at last, the great and powerful Fujino Shizuru admits her true place in the establishment of Mahora," Tenjouin Saki boasted, arms folded, in the middle of the wide field of lillies behind the headquarters of the Student Council. "It is fitting, after all, for a President to rank beneath a Queen!"
"Is this all about feeding your ego, Tenjouin-san?" Shizuru coldly said. "I believed you had enough people to take care of that already."
"Oh my. Defiant to the end," Saki smirked. "I really love that in a rival, and I must say, other than Lala-san, you came closer to that than anyone, Fujino-san. I really regret Suzushiro-san can't see how I bested her at discovering your shameful weak points, but she'd only rush to bring about your downfall."
"At the very least, despite all her many, many flaws, Suzushiro-san would never stoop low enough to resort to blackmail on flimsy premises, Tenjouin-san," Fujino evenly replied.
The blonde took a hand to her own chest. "Blackmail? Blackmail implies extortion, a trick for lessers to take advantage of their betters. And there is nothing that you have that I don't have already, Fujino-san, so of course I couldn't be blackmailing you! Would you call it blackmail, Rin, Aya?" She turned to her two followers, who waited a few steps behind Saki, with the air of an innocent accused damsel.
"Of course not, Saki-sama!" Aya said quick and energetically. Rin denied with her head, but her expression was far more reluctant than her partner's.
Saki nodded to herself and turned back towards Shizuru. "If anything, I'm doing you a favor ... by letting you know how careless you have been, before others, like Suzushiro-san, can exploit you without a fair warning."
"Thanks, then," Shizuru said, in a perfectly pleasant tone that still chilled Aya and Rin.
Saki frowned. She was expecting far more despair and angst. "As for the alleged flimsiness of my premises, let me assure you - I have undeniable audio evidence of your misdeeds. No one will be able to mistake your characteristic voice when ... I mean, if ... they hear it."
"I'll take that as praise for the qualities of my voice," Shizuru said, with a brighter fearsome smile, and making sure to exaggerate her accent just a bit.
"Ah, yes, well," Saki coughed. "Since we are neighbors and almost equals, I will make an exception and bend the rules only this time, as a favor to the academic community that has come to rely on you so much."
"Oh dear, how benevolent," Shizuru said.
"Indeed," Saki replied. "And after all, my heart, always open to the turbulent passions of youthful love, has taken pity on your base but understandable urges. As a matter of fact, I'll gladly help you to overcome them. Tell me, then, how did you come to involve yourself in such a scandalous situation with your beloved, even though she always acted cold and distant before."
"Oh, so I do have something that you don't, after all," Shizuru plainly said, making Saki's teeth grind together. "You don't have to be so shy, Tenjouin-san. I'd be perfectly happy to help you catch your own beloved's fancy without the need for reverse psychology, but, alas ..." She looked aside with a hand on a cheek. "I am nothing but an apprentice in the arts of love myself. As you'd no doubt know if you had been paying attention, Konoe-san was guiding me the whole time. If you are looking for advice on the arts of seduction, you should look to her."
Part of being a good leader, as her father had taught Shizuru, was delegating responsibilities to others. Especially when those others were at fault to begin with.
"I wasn't using psychology -" a red-faced Saki began babbling, before settling for a mild, "Konoe-san, huh?"
Shizuru nodded.
"Konoe-san," Saki repeated, chewing on one of her thumbs, before nodding. "Um, it's not like I have anything to ask her at all, of course, but I just remembered I have important queenly matters to attend elsewhere. Come along, Aya, Rin," she quickly began leading her henchgirls away.
Shizuru waved at them, still with the same placid smile, until they were out of sight. Then she pulled her cellphone out. "Konoka-san? It's me. There's trouble heading your way."
"Dear Princess Celestia; today, I learned how different customs from other species should be respected, even if we have to ... ahhhh, no, that won't work either!" Twilight stopped pacing around her room and bopped her fore hooves against her forehead, just below the horn. "I can't even tell her what's going on! Maybe I should adopt the Pinkie Principle, even if I haven't promised anything yet?" she wondered aloud, her right eyebrow pulsing. "I got it! Spike, take note -" she eagerly said, before deflating sadly. "Oh. That's right."
She took a melancholic look at the rest of her bedroom and sighed.
Mundus Magicus, Equestria, Ponyville:
The rainstorm was heavy and furious, and in the darkness of the Carousel Boutique, Rarity sighed as Sweetie Belle cuddled up in bed against her. "Very well, you win, you can sleep here tonight."
"Thank you, Sister."
Then there was a purr coming from her other side.
"You too, of course, Opal."
Then, there was a pause.
"Spike," Rarity finally said, struggling to keep her calm, "Are you sure Twilight let you sleep with her during storms? Because I don't remember her ever mentioning that."
He hummed as he cozily snuggled against her flank. "You're so much more generous than her."
At times like this, she wished she could have landed Honesty.
"Fu, fu, fu, fu..." a low throaty chuckle that was almost as evil and disturbing as Discord's (or possibly the other way around, but that determination would require more experiences with it, which Twilight fortunately lacked as yet) came from right behind her, startling the alicorn and making her spin around in a defensive stance, horn shining. She didn't lower her guard when she realized it was the mistress of the resort who had snuck behind her. "So, my little pony is indeed as innocent and naive as her appearance would convey! I expected a bit more nerve from a student of Celestia, but then, you're still young. Did she ever tell you about Sunset Shimmer?"
"I defeated Sunset Shimmer," Twilight Sparkle said, standing her ground still.
"Big-whooping accomplishment," Evangeline, clad in only a light black teddy, examined her long black fingernails with an aloof air. "And yet, after all of that, Cel hasn't seen fit to tell you about the birds and bees yet?"
"I know about ... those things, it's just it hasn't-" Twilight started a protest before asking, "Wait, are you aware of what they were doing back there?"
"I am aware of everything that happens in this place, child ... filly ... whatever." The immortal vampire folded her arms. "And don't ever forget that."
"Aaaanndddd ... didn't it bother you?"
"Not particularly, no, as long as they bother to clean up afterwards. Which I know they will."
"Okayyyy. That's ... good to know, I suppose."
"Yes."
"And I imagine that's related to how you could appear in my room without any warning, not even a slight pulse of magic before the -"
"My room, which I generously allow you use despite my best judgment," Evangeline growled.
"Ah, naturally." A beat ensued. "Thanks again for that."
"Hmmmm," Eva said. And then, with a shrug of shoulders, "I don't really mind if you tell Celestia about any of this. Like she'd ever move her fat hindquarters off that throne unless she really had to anyway." Before Twilight could voice her protest about this choice of words, Evangeline continued, "She's always been the live and let live type, in any case. So you can stop angsting over it, little one. I've had my fill of angsty people hanging around my place by now!"
"Up yours, Eva," said Marceline, elsewhere.
"Thanks, once more, that's really ... did you say 'any' of this? Do you mean there's even more to this than...?"
"Hrrrmmmm, yes, actually, this is all part of our evil project to see how many we can wrap into a web of carnal sin with Boya before I grow bored with it. You know, standard evil overlord entertainment, although I don't think King Sombra was into that. I heard he was impotent. The Dragon Queen was teaching Asakura how to better pleasure a lover. Is teaching, actually. They should be going for the sausage prize any moment now."
"Aaa-aahhhhh?" Twilight managed to ask despite her unhinged jaw.
"Yes, Boya's already been with me, Asakura, Kagurazaka, Konoe, Sakurazaki and that Hasegawa girl you briefly met during the victory party. Oh, and some other random girl from the Academy, I think," Eva carelessly said as she headed for the room's door, without looking back. "But they all need to improve at it, so that's what they're working on before we can expand the circle further. Not that such things concern you. Evil or not, we aren't into bestiality, sorry. Well, except for Murakami and Kugimiya, maybe..."
"But! B-Buh-But -!"
"I said no, sorry!" Eva nonchalantly said before walking out the door. "Good night!"
"I DIDN'T MEAN THAT!" Twilight shrieked before the door shut close behind the tiny blonde.
And then her snout crunched up into a frown.
"I see, so that's how it is," Konoka said as she sat across her dinner table facing Saki and her two friends. She didn't sound terribly upset about being exposed, much to Saki's continued exasperation. "Then, are you angry at us?"
"Angry?" Saki blinked at the unexpected word. "Uh ... it's not like I should be angry, since after all I'm above such matters. Upset about the academy's moral standards being violated by people I considered my peers, sure, but -"
"I'm so sorry to have disappointed your expectations, Sempai." Konoka bowed, which made Saki shiver inwardly. After hitting a block with Fujino, she had expected for more success with the younger girl, but to her frustration, this girl was in even greater control of herself than Fujino. "May I do something, anything, to make up to you?" she asked.
Ah-hah, an opening! Saki crowed, like the panther congratulating itself while advancing towards easy bait. "Well," she said, looking aside in pondering, "I really want to help you cope with this situation, that's all I ask for. Good deeds are their own rewards, aren't they? But if I am going to steer you away from the wrong path, I need to know how you got onto it. Which steps you took to swamp yourself so deeply into immorality."
"Ah, that would be a very long story, Sempai," Konoka mused. "Asuna and Negi-kun will arrive shortly, and I haven't cooked dinner yet."
Rin stood up. "I'll cook for you, so you don't have to concern yourself, Konoe-sama," she said. "For the time being, nothing is more important than this conversation with Saki-sama."
"Oh, that's very kind of you," Konoka smiled. "Sempai is really fortunate to have you as -"
"Wait," Saki realized something. "You just said 'Negi-kun'. Is he coming back after all?"
"Oh, that's right, you didn't know that part yet," Konoka said. "Well, since we were going to ask for your help with the project eventually anyway, and you'll share everything with Kujou-sempai and Fujisaki-sempai, I suppose I might as well tell you now, before we have anymore unfortunate misunderstandings."
Saki blinked. "What ... what do you mean?"
Konoka smiled and pulled a small wand out of her breast pocket. "You have had several adventures with aliens, so I assume you aren't the type that gets rattled easily over the supernatural and superhuman anymore, are you, Sempai?"
"I'm not the type that gets rattled easily, period," Saki's eyes narrowed in suspicion. "I demand to know what kind of game are you trying to play here -"
"Lux," Konoka said, after a few other seemingly random words in what sounded like Latin, waving the wand a little, and a blinding flash filled the room.
Saki rubbed her eyes. "Konoe-san! what was the point of trying to blind me with that toy?"
A few minutes of explanation later, Saki learned that she was easily rattled.
Twilight Sparkle pouted, posing before her room's mirror, intently looking at the back part of herself that most humans of Mundus Magicus, for some reason, would call a 'plot' when talking about Equestrian ponies.
"How could this not be attractive? I know it's another species, but still..."
She shook her head to herself and went for a book. She needed to distract herself from that train of thoughts. She really needed to.
Asuna and Negi slept together, naked, in Negi's bedroom at the resort, quietly holding each other.
They made such a beautiful sight, now that the raging passion of their mating had given pass to the calm relaxation (so rarely seen in either of them lately) of their shared rest. They were a lovely vision of youthful raw charm, embracing in innocent sin, if such a thing existed. It was a thing that would have warmed even the coldest of hearts.
Unfortunately, while Evangeline's heart was briefly warmed up, she made sure to quickly turning the cold back on.
"WAKE UP ALREADY, YOU LAZY BUMS!" she boomed, punting Negi and Asuna out of bed, making them fly in opposite directions flailing their arms around. "IT'S TIME TO LEAVE ALREADY!"
Asakura panted and wheezed as she finally gathered enough strength to get up from Daenerys' bed, shakily reaching for her clothes.
"That," the blond woman coolly told her from where she still rested on her back, "was the first course in your bedroom education. You have done remarkably well for a beginner. For your next lesson, I will coordinate you in actual intercourse with your mate."
Now Asakura did look back at her, pausing while she had been clipping her bra back on. "What," she said.
Lina Inverse stopped at the bath's edge and sniffed. "What were these people doing here last night?"
Marceline, who was more worldly about such subjects, just moved into the water, because not all vampires are weakened by it. Somewhere else, Akashiya Moka experienced an unexplained ephemeral pang of envy. "Probably nothing that you'd want to learn about."
As they left Evangeline's cottage behind, Asuna asked Negi, "Aren't you the slightest bit worried about what they'll do while they're here?"
"Hmmm? Oh, you mean our Mundus Magicus friends?"
"Friends is kinda stretching it, but yeah."
Negi shrugged. "I doubt Twilight-san will want to or even be able to leave the cottage as long as she's here, so no one should be startled by her presence at Mahora."
"I don't mean her!" Asuna said. "I'm worried about letting the perverted breast maniac, the rocker vampire, the mercenary black mage, and, worst of all, Rakan, on the loose in Mahora!"
Negi stopped abruptly.
"So now you see, huh?" Asuna huffed.
Negi, visibly shaken, still kept on marching ahead. "I'm sure Eishun-sama, the Master and Takamichi will keep a watchful eye on them."
"Damn it," Takahata muttered. "Jack slipped away again? I thought you were keeping a watchful eye on him!"
"I thought you were!" Eishun claimed.
Godel smiled while enjoying his breakfast. Well, now that they were out of the resort, it was technically his dinner. "Oh, were we supposed to be babysitting him? Last time I saw him, he was with that bounty hunter from Black Dog, talking about a panty raid of some sort."
Takahata stared daggers at him.
Godel vaguely shrugged. "Did you think I'd involve myself with such trivial matters, even if only to stop them?"
"You are enjoying this, aren't you," Eishun accused.
"Me? Enjoying watching my old comrades in arms squirm in dread for once? That's just preposterous."
Lina walked past them, in a casual light shirt and shorts. "I'm going sight-seeing. Do you know of any good taverns around this place? Also, if any of you happen to see the Dragon Queen, could you ask her what the hell was she doing in the baths yesterday?"
"So there you have it," Konoka said, with that small sweet smile of hers.
Aya and Saki sat there, aghast, while Rin kept working at the kitchenette trying her best to remain stable despite everything she had just overheard.
Finally, Saki said, "So, you're asking for financial support on this enterprise of yours."
"A lot of people depend on it, so yes, it would be nice," Konoka said.
Saki looked down again at the album open on the table before her, examining its strange pictures of beast-men, whale-ships, witches flying on brooms and the occasional cat-eared girl, and said, "Have you told Lala-san about this?"
Konoka shook her head, then asked, "Should we?"
Saki shook her head as well, far more rapidly. "Of course not. It's good you came to me for it first. It shows you recognize true greatness over pretense when you see it."
"B-But we were the ones who came to - never mind," Aya said in a tiny voice.
"You don't have to give an answer just yet," Konoka said delicately. "We understand you couldn't have much say in your father's enterprises yet -"
"Yes I do!" Saki sounded offended.
Konoka blinked. "I didn't intend to -"
Saki folded her arms. "Don't mistake me for an easily impressed person! I have seen and experienced even more strange incidents than you have. As for my father's business, he greatly respects my opinion." That was true in her own mind, at least. "Whenever you decide to approach him, I will support you."
"Thanks a million, Sempai," Konoka said.
Aya was moved to the brink of tears, which admittedly wasn't difficult at all whenever Saki-sama was involved. Oh, Saki-sama! Always quick to help those in need! Always a champion of the lost and the underdog! Generously sharing your wealth with those living in your shadow! And THAT WAY your bright smile tugs upwards when you bask in that sincere knowledge of how you wonderful you are…
"So, about helping me conquer Zastin-sama's heart..." Saki said.
... although your tastes in men could use some improvement, Aya thought.
"Oh. That," Konoka replied, blinking. "Um, to be sure ... I'm not that sure I could help you. The only man I've ever, for lack of a better term, gotten, is Negi-kun, and he was ... receptive. I have no idea how could I seduce a man who ... ahhhhh ..."
"A man who paid you no attention?" Saki frowned.
"I wasn't trying to say that!" Konoka quickly said. "I barely know anything about him at all, so I couldn't find the right words. All I know about him is he often follows Lala-sempai around and seems to work for her, and you're in love with him but he, for some incomprehensible reason or another, hasn't responded the way you'd like him to."
Saki sniffed. "I blame his old fashioned, chivalrous and admirable but still outdated, code of property. That's why I want you help! If you got even a typical English gentleman like Sensei wrapped around your finger, you also could do the same for a hot blooded adult male! That is, I mean, not that you'd get him, but I'd get him, by acting like you, to some degree at least, not like I'd go th-th-that far, it's just -"
"But you'd need Asuna for that," Konoka said. "She was the one to pop Negi-kun's cherry, I only went in after her."
Saki took a hand to her forehead and rubbed it. First Fujino sent her to Konoe, now Konoe sent her to Kagurazaka. It was starting to look like they only were messing around with her. "... very well. And when could I speak on the subject with Kagurazaka-san, then?"
"Tadaima!" Asuna said from the front door, and then she and Negi stopped when they noticed the visitors. "Oh, hey there. Good afternoon, there, um ... what were your names again?"
"Tenjouin-san, Fujisaki-san!" Negi bowed. "What a pleasure to see you, but it's also very unexpected. Is there something we can help you with?"
"... how do you remember this stuff?" Asuna asked.
"Ah, Negi-kun, Asuna-chan!" Konoka waved. "Guess what, Tenjouin-san will help us with the Space Elevator! And all she's asking for in return are tips on how to fuck the boy she likes! Isn't she just wonderful?"
Aya began choking violently on her saliva as Negi and Saki's faces were rushed over by a sudden flood of flesh-coloring blood. Rin's head slowly peeked out the kitchen, threateningly.
Asuna, meanwhile, only hummed. "Oh, that's right, now I remember you. You're the Campus Queen, aren't you?"
"Ahhhh ... yes," Saki said, with a far lower tone (and far less hammy choice of words) than she'd normally have used to answer that question.
And Asuna smiled very widely. "Well, sorry for forgetting that, then! Of course we'll help you, Sempai! Man, man, we have to be doing something just right if even the most beautiful and popular girl in campus comes to us for help."
"Ah, ah, why yes, thanks, you're, um, far more perceptive than Ayaka-san gives you credit for, but you'll see, he's a very special man, so of course he will need nothing short of special ... effort," Saki lamely finished.
Asuna wagged a finger. "Tsk tsk, all men, elite or not, like the same things, Sempai. No matter how much they'll deny it, right, Negi?"
"I'm Nagi, not Negi, I -" he said, blubbering on uncertainty on how much could be said in the presence of the visitors, even after Konoka's F-Bomb.
Picking up on that, Asuna asked her friend, "Do they know everything?"
Konoka shrugged. "Maybe I went too fast?"
After a moment of considerations, Asuna settled for a "Nahhh." And then she moved closer to Konoka. "You'll see, Sempai, all men, well, all straight men anywhere, react the same, basically, to a few things they can't resist, regardless of upbringing and social position. Simple things any girl with the right mindset can achieve. Things like - pay attention - this."
And she lowered her face and began to slow, sensually kiss Konoka's mouth, while Saki's eyes bugged out and Aya stumbled backwards into her chair.
Rin blinked twice, then quickly retreated back into the kitchen.
"- I have to do that to impress a man?" Saki said weakly, while Asuna and Konoka tugged on each other's clothes, falling onto the couch at the same time. Negi remained behind, sighing and facepalming. "Suh-Surely there must be easier, far less questionable ways!"
"No doubt," Negi said, arms crossed now. "Although I'm no expert on male seduction myself. But it seems this is Asuna and Konoka's way, so maybe you'd feel better looking elsewhere."
Aya nodded very fast, hiding her blushing face between her hands but still peeking between her fingers. "Th-That's some very good advice, Saki-sama!"
The blonde stared, with train wreck morbid fascination, at the way Asuna was tugging Konoka's skirt down her legs before pushing her panties' crotch aside and diving in mouth-first. "They are... very liberated," she observed, in a dry gasp.
"Well," Negi tried to be philosophical about it, "repeated near-death experiences tend to change people's attitudes towards life and social customs. Sometimes for the better, sometimes for the ... but it's useless to dwell on that. I'm really sorry you had to see this, if you want to sue, not to pressure you or anything, and normally I'd fully justify and even endorse you, but just please remember too many lives hinge on -"
"Oh God," Saki interrupted him, a hand on her mouth as she saw Konoka arch her back and scream a high note of pleasure.
"- and this is all my fault anyway, don't ask just trust me on this, so you can take it out on me with any amount of violence you'd -"
"Shhhh!" Saki interrupted him again, now blocking his mouth with a hand. Blushing even more, she chewed on her lower lip. "T-T-T-Tenjouin S-S-S-Saki never backs away once she sets her mind to something! If, if this is the way to appeal to a man's sensibilities -" She dared to look down at Negi's crotch. "- and I'd say it is, then so, so, so be it!" She puffed her chest up in shaking self-reassurance. Then she began rubbing her own chin. "B-B-But it's not like, I, I had any girls willing to put on such a show with me ... a fake show in my-my-my case, that is, because I'm not -"
Negi yelped and covered his privates with a hand, reprimanding himself inwardly over his lack of control on that field of all things. Then he realized something, "What, what did you just say?"
Aya had gone pale, her blush leaving the path free for a cadaveric hue of washed down shock. "N-No one willing, you said?" And then, as if an afterthought, "Fake?"
"Tenjouin-san!" Negi gaped. "Think of what you're saying! Such a display before a man would only make him -"
"Jealous? Mad with desire?" Saki guessed - quite wrongly, by the by. "Yes, perhaps that's exactly what it's needed! We never know what we have until we have lost it, isn't that right? And desperate times call for desperate measures! Aya, take notes! This kind of obscene display might be what is needed to finally spurn Zastin-sama into action! Also, get me a really able and good looking actress who can feign this sort of ... stunt with me."
"Actress? Display?" Aya echoed faintly.
Sitting at the kitchenette, out of their sight, Rin shook her head to herself and quietly ate from the meal she had just finished.
"Nonsense!" Asuna grunted, sitting up between the panting, flushed Konoka's spread legs, and licking leftover juices from her fingers. "This kind of ... stunt, as you call it, can't be feigned. Now c'mere, Negi, let's show them the next step on this happy process."
"But Asuna," Negi observed, "that is completely irrational, you surely are joking, you can't expect -"
Asuna gave him The Look. "Now, Negi."
He gulped. "You and the Master were serious about that, after all?"
"Yes, we were," Asuna firmly said, stepping aside and patting Konoka's exposed crotch. "Now make sure of showing 'em a good rodeo, cowboy."
"I don't think you should compare Konoka to any sort of -"
"She said now, Negi-kun!" Konoka whined.
Negi sighed and began reaching for his belt.
Minutes later, he was thrusting into Konoka while a bewildered Saki and Aya watched on, and in the kitchen, Rin resorted to sticking her fingers into her ears and grinding her teeth until they screeched.
Saki rubbed her legs together, imagining that was her in Konoe's prone position as her valiant Zastin grabbed her legs and pushed over and over into her womanhood, eyes squeezed tightly, mighty jaw clenched. Without even realizing it, she had started touching herself again over her skirt as she thought of that, although occasionally, Zastin's image would briefly blink off in her mind's eye and instead she'd think of Negi-sensei copulating with her.
Gaaaahhhh.
"Gaaaahhhh!" a startled Saki cried, joined by Aya's shrill shriek half a second later. They had failed to realized a now naked Asuna had sneaked behind them and cupped their sexes in her hands, squeezing them fondly. "What, what in the, the world are you-!"
"Well, just look at it, someone's definitely wet now." Asuna ran her tongue down Saki's neck as she touched her, doing her best not to think of any other stuck up blond rich bitch as she did so. "You like what you see, huh? Even you," she purred huskily, playing with Aya's crotch area under her skirt and over her panties, making the smaller girl shiver. Such a wonderful mid-level boss she was turning out to be, Eva-chan would be proud. "No need to be shy now, after we've come so far, right? After all, we're all girls and a brat here, nothing less, nothing more."
The fingers went in under Aya's panties and into her core, and the bespectacled girl squirmed, but didn't fight it.
Then Saki blinked, looking at the way her face was cutely contorting into now, and she had an idea. Why to pay a professional actress? Economy always made good sense, after all, and Aya-chan would always follow her anywhere, all for free, and besides, at that moment, she looked so... so...
Saki licked her own dry lips, steeled herself as best as she could, and then, on a moment's whim, leaned aside and planted her lips on Aya's.
Aya's mind suddenly exploded into a multicolor paradise that turned into a raging fire in her nethers.
Still in the kitchen, Rin turned the radio on, turned the volume as high as it would go, and used mental discipline gained from years of sword practice since she could walk to further tune out the multiple moans of delight and even twisted pain. She wouldn't touch herself. She would be better than Sakurazaki-san. She would honor her post by not stooping low enough to -
Rin started touching herself, banging her head against a wall as she did so.
And then -
"Ahhhhh," Negi-sensei's hoarse sigh of discharge came to her ears, making everything worse.
And that awful Kagurazaka whore sing-sang "Ohhh, so you're done there, Negi-kun! Now you'll teach a poor student in need how to better handle the man of her dreams, won't you?"
"WHAAAAAAAT!" Saki-sama screamed.
Rin knew it was her duty to go out and protect her lady's honor by fighting those heels to the death. But then again, just this once, she did think it was something Saki-sama had brought on herself. Ryuuga-sama himself would even probably approve of his daughter being taught this lesson.
Probably.
Besides, Rin hadn't reached her own limit just yet.
"N-N-No, wait, Zastin-sama is the only man for m-me," Saki's voice quaked madly as Asuna and Konoka slooooowly pushed a stiff in more than one sense Negi towards her.
"Great, then we won't have to get jealous over you, isn't that right?" Asuna asked. "C'mon, girl, don't you know men like their women with experience? That they tend to get disappointed when they have to be with an inexperienced woman who doesn't know how to pleasure them?"
Saki blinked. "Do they?"
"Do we?" Negi asked, just as bewildered.
"Aye," Asuna nodded, letting a bit from that old Mundus Magicus self of hers filter in for just a moment. "Of course you do! Kono-chan, Setsuna-san and me are exceptions because we're just that awesome, but that's common knowledge."
Negi blinked. "Perhaps I should start reading more on the subject."
"Don't bother," Asuna said in a tone of breezy command.
Saki looked down at the long half-erect meat mast, with a just as frazzled Aya also peeking at it from behind Tenjouin's shoulder. Then the blonde sighed, lowered herself to her knees, and, with Asuna and Konoka's guidance, timidly began licking the unit's tip. Then she made a face. "I don't like the taste," she said, while Aya went to rest against a wall, hyperventilating.
"Th-Then you shouldn't -" Negi was starting to object, reaching for his pants, which currently were pooled around his ankles. But Asuna's hands on his stopped him from pulling them up.
"Geez, it's not about the taste, it's about -" Then she sniffed the penis and frowned. "No wonder. I told you to bathe before coming here, didn't I?"
"Sorry," he sheepishly said.
"Dammit, always embarrassing us before everyone," Asuna grumbled, pulling Saki's small hand on the cock. "It's okay, then, we aren't evil enough as to make you suck on a smelly cock. Jerk it, then."
"J-J-J-Jerk?" Saki almost trembled out of her skin.
"Like this," Konoka said while guiding Saki's hand up and down the hardening member. Negi groaned his shame. "Just imagine it's that boy's, and the rest will come naturally."
"I feel my individuality strangely threatened," Negi quietly shared.
"H-He's not a 'boy', he's all a man," Saki said uneasily, but nonetheless her hand began gaining more confidence and skill after several moments of coaching, until Asuna and Konoka felt like letting it go.
Meanwhile, Rin had pulled a tissue out of her pocket, and wiped herself clean, then tossed it into a nearby trash basket and sighed, pulling her pants back up. It was at that point when she clearly began hearing words again, after a long period marked only by Negi and Saki's gasps and gulps, and Aya's tumultuous breathing.
"I don't know, this is going too far," Saki was saying.
"Come on, from what you were babbling while refusing to continue yet keeping sucking, he's some sort of badass space army man, isn't he?" Kagurazaka was arguing. "Do you truly think he's been with nothing but innocent and virginal naive girls while on campaigns? He's gonna be so let down if he has to deal with pulling all the weight on your honeymoon."
"Th-That's such a crass way to put it!" Saki was yelling.
"I'm just shocked you decided to suck him off after all," Konoka was musing. "Because it really smells now. No offense, Negi-kun."
"This is all such a bad idea!" Negi was lamenting.
"Then why aren't you flying away faster than we could follow you, since you can clearly do that?" Asuna was challenging.
"Ububububububu," Aya was lamenting incoherently.
And then, a defeated, "Okay. Fine. I'll do it. B-But I'll ruin you all if this goes wrong!"
"It's your own choice, Sempai."
"Like everything else I do in my life! Ngh! Snrt! Ow! It's big! Aya, help me getting it in! RIN, WHERE ARE YOU!"
Rin sighed very deeply, stood up, and walked out to where a half naked Konoe and Kagurazaka were holding Saki-sama, naked except for the bra hanging around her midsection, above a pantless Negi-sensei, prone on his back on the floor. Aya, also bare from the waist down, was clumsily trying to help the member fit into Saki's passage, but her attempts at doing so while avoiding contact with the cock only made it all even worse.
Rin squeezed her fists tightly for a moment, considered giving the boy an extra dose of the usual Anti-Yuuki Rito Treatment, considered doing it for everyone present there instead, and then -
"RIIIIIN, DON'T JUST STAND THERE!" Saki whined.
Rin knelt down besides her, pushed Aya's hand aside, and said, in a remarkably calm and even tone, "Saki-sama, no wonder it won't go in. You are far too tense, so you are contracting excessively. You need to relax and accept him inside."
"H-H-How do I do thaAAAAAAA -!" Saki shouted when Rin began fondling and licking gently on her left breast, gesturing for Aya to do the same for the other one. At first, the bespectacled girl refused with vehement motions of her head, but Rin scowled and kept urging her with nearly threatening gestures. Meekly, Aya placed herself at Saki's other side and began tentatively playing with her right mammary. "Aaaaannnhhhhhh," Saki continued the sound she'd started making at the start of this experience.
A moment later, seeing the blonde relax at last, Negi exhaled, grabbed her hips, and pushed up and in, finally penetrating her.
A few minutes later, they seemed to have reached a more or less stable rhythm. It looked like Saki was really in pain at first, which along the drops of blood on the carpet really made Negi gasp and panic. (The fingers of Rin tightening around his neck had nothing to do with it.) But his initiative to pull out was aborted by Saki herself, who stubbornly refused to do what commoners would have called 'chickening out'. After all, if she couldn't take this one, how would she ever be able to handle Zastin-sama's no doubt much longer and thicker paragon of virility?
Elsewhere, half a city away, in the baths of a certain manga studio, Yuuki Saibai blinked, seeing Zastin unzip his pants and start using the urinal right next to his.
Wow, that was unexpectedly small. At least it made him feel better about his own.
Back in Negi's living quarters and palace of carnal pleasures, Negi had turned Saki around and now pumped into her from behind, carefully, as in the background, Asuna was grabbing Aya by the shoulders and whispering something to her. The short girl kept on refusing to go along with whatever Asuna was suggesting, shaking her head vehemently, until something Asuna said seemed to hit her particularly hard. After that, she allowed herself to be guided along towards Saki's upper section. After Asuna yanked Aya's top up, including her brassiere, she pushed the girl's lower quarters towards Saki's face.
"Now, it's time for what we call a combination chain," Asuna instructed, although she had only thought of the term herself. "Lower yourself slowly, yes, like that, don't tremble that much, Glasses-Sempai. Yesss, that's it," she said, grabbing one of Saki's hands when the heiress flinched at having her mouth filled with vulva. "Quiet, there. Don't freak out. Lick her there, and pay special attention to this," she said, caressing Aya's clitoris with a finger and making her groan. This groan became a shrill cry when Saki's tongue was put where the finger had been. "Yeah, yeah, you got it, see, it isn't that hard."
"Asuna, Saki-san, I'm going to, I'm going to -" Negi urged, puffing in near release.
Asuna reached over, grabbed his buttocks strongly, and rasped, "Fill 'er up."
"B-But!"
"Fill 'er up, Negi," Asuna repeated herself. Saki would have objected had her mouth not been busy. Rin would have objected had she not been in a heated sidelines sixty nine with Konoka, trying to show her she could outdo Setsuna in at least one thing. (She couldn't, really, but damn if she wasn't trying her best.) Aya would have protested if she hadn't been so busy throbbing in climax, in the dream of being pleasured by her beloved Saki-sama, small breasts bouncing up and down as best as they could. And Negi would have protested and even pulled out anyway had Aya not chosen that moment to vent her orgasming libido somehow by clumsily mashing her lips against his, pushing her tongue inside of his mouth.
The prince's hips jerked, and up his seed went into the Queen of Mahora.
After several moments marked by Negi's spasmic motions, which finally brought Saki to her own climax, he rolled off her, hiding his face between his hands in shame. He was gone, and he knew it. He kept falling lower and lower. And the worst thing was ...
"It's still hard," Saki absently babbled, looking at what still remained stiff and proud.
"Yeah, it takes a long to knock the wind out of him. So then, who's next?" Asuna looked around the others. Seeing Konoka and Rin still were giving no signs of finishing, she looked at the red-faced, panting Aya. "Wanna a ride, Sempai?"
"B-Buh, but, I don't, I'm not a -"
"You always follow Queen-Sempai wherever she goes, don't you?" Konoka asked between slurping licks. "Are you going fail her now?"
"Fai-ling-?" Aya gasped, going pale now. She looked at Saki, who seemed mostly out of it but blinked unfocusedly at her, and made her mind as best as she could. Swallowing hard, she crawled over the still prone Negi and lined herself up with his big thing. "Please be gentle, Sensei," she begged in a tiny voice. "It'll be my first time."
"Of, of course," he said, gently grabbing her slim bare, sweaty hips, and then slowly entering her. She clung to him and bit on his shoulder as her maidenhood was broken, with Asuna lightly caressing her slick back and cooing comfort into her ear from behind. Aya closed her eyes and thought of Saki-sama.
"I'm fine," she blurted out, curling her toes and steeling herself like she did whenever she was bullied or otherwise overcome by adversity. "P-Please keep going."
So that was what he did.
By the time Konoka and Rin were done, Negi had moved Aya onto the couch and was pounding her vigorously, yet striving to be as gentle as he could. Saki had moved to kneel on the couch behind Aya's head so she could return the favor the blonde had earlier paid upon her, to which Aya was more than happy to agree. With her hands cupping Saki's full buttocks, Aya kept tonguing and licking at her young mistress' core, all the while the blonde and Negi kissed and fondled each other's torsos.
Asuna seemed oddly satisfied while watching that, standing nearby with her arms folded. "Kagurazaka-san?" Rin walked closer to the most likely disturbed individual. "Aren't you bothered by... that?"
"Hmmmm... nah," Asuna shrugged, then added, with a sad half-smile. "I suppose I should be, shouldn't I? But... it isn't as easy as to think of him as mine. Negi has become, by this point, the world's. Both of them, actually. And if loving him improves everyone as much as it has improved us, then -"
"Very well ... I think I understand you," Rin said, with a small drop of sweat on her scalp and really wishing to prevent any further ruminations on the subject. Then she noticed the way Asuna was looking up and down at her. "Um..."
"Do you want to do it?" Asuna asked her.
"Doing it with you, or with him?" Rin cautiously asked.
"Either. Or better yet, both," Asuna said, trailing a finger down Rin's chin, then her throat, and finally between her breasts. She licked her own lips before placing a quick peck on Rin's lips. Since she wasn't slapped, she continued, "By now, I assume it's safe saying you're bi, right?"
"I'm still going through a trip of self-discovery," Rin calmly said, pushing Asuna's hand aside, "But that doesn't mean I have to make every stop all along the way."
"But you just did it with Kono-chan... didn't you like it?" Asuna dared to ask, her other hand sneaking down to rub Rin's toned ass.
"It's not a matter of liking it or not, it's a matter of -"
"Asuna, coming, coming again!" Negi rasped loudly. "Do I, do I fill her too?"
Asuna sighed. "What do you think, Negi?"
"Oh God!" Negi shuddered, pulling Aya's body closer to his as he climaxed within.
Rin gave Asuna a bland glare.
"What?" Asuna asked.
"See, that's why I wouldn't do it with you," Rin said.
"Oh, come on!" Asuna pouted. "Kono-chan is that way too, aren't you, Kono-chan?"
"Guilty as charged!" Konoka smiled goofily from where she was resting watching TV, naked and splayed.
"Be that as it may," Rin said, walking past Asuna and approaching her spent friends, who supported each other and shared occasional kisses. "Perhaps I just find some physical allure in her that I don't find in you. Now, if you excuse me, I'll follow Saki-sama even to the gates of Hell, so I have to go honor my family's heritage and vows."
"Wow, that stung," Asuna flinched. "Wait, what are you saying?"
Rin didn't look back as she pushed Negi onto his back and squatted down over his hips. "Over generations, the Kujous have served the Tenjouins no matter what, no matter where, even through their darkest days and deeds. This won't be any different. Even if Saki-sama is in the wrong -"
"- I am never in the wrong-" Saki moaned as Aya nibbled on her collarbone.
Rin continued smoothly. "- sorry, I meant, even if it looks, thanks to my limited understanding, like Saki-sama is in the wrong, I would never stop following her wherever she goes." She grabbed one of Negi's hands and made it squeeze her left breast. "Like this," she finished, impaling herself in a single mighty thrust.
Konoka sighed, wiping a tear off a corner of her eye. "Aren't devoted swordgirls just lovely? If only everyone followed that beautiful code of honor!"
"Screw that noise, I'm frustrated, no one has paid me any attention yet," Asuna mumbled, stomping a bare foot down. "Hello! Commanding and gorgeous Princess here! Why hasn't anyone ravished me tonight?"
Negi grunted some sort of apology, but Rin had placed herself on him while they fucked in such a way they kissed too deeply for either to please Asuna orally.
Aya and Saki were now mostly cuddling each other, too sleepy to help.
That forced Asuna to focus back on the sole other occupant of the room.
Konoka pouted. "Can't that wait? I'm watching Tornado Wind of Love!"
But Asuna had already grabbed her head and shoved it between her legs.
Konoka surrendered and began paying her respects to the hairless shrine of Asuna's womanhood. After all, soon she couldn't have it anymore, she remembered ... and the pain of that made her also remember why she tried her best to keep forgetting.
Saki and her friends left two hours later, probably not any wiser, but definitely more knowledgeable.
Hours later, Tokiha Mai sat in that very same room, at the very same table where it all had started, across from the very same people who had started it, trying her damn best not to think about what she was being told had happened there.
"- and that's why we decided it'd be best for you to know regardless, so that you were aware of the reasons behind their future visits," Konoka was explaining with a sincere smile. "Because we haven't finished with their education yet, and Asuna-chan now really wants to tap those, ahem, asses before she has to go, and -"
"It's a matter of principle!" Asuna defended herself. "How can I look at Eva in the eyes after I wake up and tell her they never gave me the time of the day? I'll never hear the end of her lame Mid-Level Boss jokes!"
Mai rubbed her aching head. "Okay. I don't know exactly when you became some sort of videogame evil boss, but I suppose I have a solid enough idea of what you're saying. And I guess I should appreciate how you trust me enough to make me your accomplice in every freaking crime against morals you pull off against everyone else who steps in here."
"You're welcome," Asuna nodded as Negi hid his face between his hands. "Sit up straight, Negi. Posture is very important in a teacher and public figure."
"Yes Ma'am."
"Mostly, however," Mai reassumed her thread of conversation, "I am infinitely grateful you, for some reason, see fitting to spare me from being entangled in this sordid web of vice."
"Oh, you have a boyfriend already!" Konoka stated the obvious with an air of being quite aware of that obviousness. She decided not to mention the fact that Mai also obviously had a girlfriend and was unaware of that fact, because, well, Mai was unaware of that fact.
Mai glared at her. "Yeah. But that didn't stop you from meddling in other peoples' relationships."
"Still sore about Kuga-sempai?" Konoka wondered. "Tokiha-sempai, that's different. With them, and with Saki-sempai, we could see the doubt in their eyes, the need to belong to something bigger. They needed the push, while you are, I can tell, confident in what you are and the path you've followed. So you don't need our guidance."
"Me... confident in myself... and Tate?" she blinked, genuinely surprised. "Um, okay, sure, if you say so."
"Unless you want to join anyway," Asuna proposed, one of her feet tickling Mai's leg under the table.
Mai kicked said foot aside and firmly said "No."
Konoka nodded. "See, Asuna-chan, Negi-kun? That's the tone where No Means No. It's not the typical Tsundere denial where they say no but they mean yes. That's the simple and honest way of someone who is really doing her best not to shatter her cup and slash our throats because she genuinely considers us disgusting."
"Nonsense, Konoe-san, I'd never drink with someone if I thought so lowly of them." Mai uneasily put her cup aside and tried to shoo those treacherous disgusted thoughts aside. Was she really that easy to read, or was Konoe so scarily good? Or both? "Anyway, you really need to stop it already, or -"
The phone rang. "I'll get it!" Negi bolted up and away, all too happy to distance himself from that conversation.
Asuna snorted. "I'll bet it's Fate again, that little stalking bastard."
When Negi walked back, putting on a jacket, however, he said, "It's Rakan-san. I'll go pay his and Paio-san's fine ..."
"Who?" Mai blinked.
Asuna groaned. "People who make us look like puritans."
Mai blinked again and stood up. "Okay, um, I think I should be going now."
Rakan walked back into his containment cell of the Mahora Fifth Police District Station, escorted by two armed guards. "He's going to pull through!" he told the smaller figure sitting on a bunk, waiting for him in a thick jacket that hid her gender well and a baseball cap that barely managed concealing her horns. "I told you, I can count on my pal Negi for anything!"
"Dat's ghud tho knoth," the Chichigami said, reaching into a pocket for a tissue. The badly broken nose that woman had given her earlier that evening was acting up again. "I'll gunna shue dis shity, 'cuz I'm ath innushent ath a bhabe. Whereth dat disshue, I'm gunna ghet bluhd all ovah mah-"
She realized she had just pulled out a black brassiere instead.
The cops stared sternly at her.
"Whut? Ith mine!" she very seriously said.
To be Continued.