Tsukune slowly walked into the hospital room, his heart breaking when he saw the yuki onna lying still. Her glassy eyes had never moved, had never blinked. At least, that's what the nurse had told them. She smiled gently at them before excusing herself to care for a student with severe burns. In a daze he sat on the edge of her bed and took her hand in his.
"Mizore, it's Tsukune", he whispered as he reached out to stroke her cheek. "Please, come back to us. We need you."
Moka lay her hands on his shoulders and gently squeezed, tears silently running down her face. He gripped one of her hands lightly and rested his cheek on it. Slowly he leaned over and kissed Mizore's cheek, the aching in his heart getting stronger.
"Maybe you should slip your hand up her skirt", Yukari joked halfheartedly.
"Shut up", Kokoa muttered.
"Actually, she may be right", Moka said quietly. "It might be enough of a shock to jolt her out of her catatonia."
Before anyone could object or stop her she reached up Mizore's skirt and slid a finger into her mate, a smile breaking through her anxiety when Mizore jumped and pulled away, blinking rapidly. Her eyes raced around the room before settling on Tsukune, who was still sitting on the side of her bed.
"Tsukune", she cried out as she threw herself into his arms. "I'm sorry I hurt you! I'm so, so sorry!"
"It's fine", he whispered as he stroked her hair. "I'm perfectly fine. If I can handle constant assaults by Kokoa and endless groping by Kurumu, I think I can handle a little impalement."
A small hint of a smile spread over her face as she hugged him tighter, but that smile faded as memories of their confrontation floated back through her mind. Slowly she pulled away from him and pulled the collar of his shirt aside, her eyes lingering on the two scars that still showed signs of healing despite only being three days since the injuries were inflicted.
"I can't believe I did this to you", she whispered as she ran her fingers over the scars.
"I don't mind", he said as he pulled his shirt back in place. "I'm just glad I didn't seriously injure either of you. I don't think I could live with myself if either of you had… you know…"
"Died", the headmaster finished as he ghosted into the room. "I do enjoy tearful reunions as much as the next youkai, but I must insist you return to Paradise, mister Aono."
"I'm not going anywhere", Tsukune said quietly, a dangerous edge to his voice. "I'm never leaving them again."
"Not even to use the restroom", Mikogami san asked with a hint of a smile.
"No, they would follow him and argue over who gets to shake the last few drops out", Yukari giggled, shrinking when Moka leveled an annoyed stare at her.
"Yes, well, urinary practices aside, I believe it would be best if you returned to Paradise", the headmaster urged.
"If he goes, we go with him", Mizore said as she glared defiantly at the robed mystery.
"If you must", he sighed before walking slowly out the door.
"I'll be damned", Kurumu muttered. "All this time I thought he didn't know how to use a door."
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Tsukune led the way through Paradise to a small clearing beside the river, his eyes going wide as he saw the small house that had been conjured in the middle of the clearing. The headmaster stood just outside of the open door, patiently waiting for the trio to approach.
"I do hope this will be sufficient", he said quietly, the barest hint of sarcasm shining through his words.
"As long as it has hot and cold running water, I would consider it the Four Seasons", Tsukune muttered before adding a genuine 'thank you'.
"It's only a simple construct", the headmaster said with a glimmer in his eye, "but I do understand the reason for your gratefulness."
As he vanished the three walked into the house and set their bags on the floor. Their eyes couldn't believe the grandeur of the seemingly simple house. Gaping at the lush furnishings they made their way through the house, simply amazed at the luxuries the headmaster had conjured.
"Oh my gosh", Mizore whispered as she disappeared into the kitchen.
Moka and Tsukune laughed as they continued their inspection of their temporary home. The living room drew a gasp from Moka, mainly because of the enormous television and the presence of the newest video game consoles. The massive DVD collection garnered a low appreciative whistle from Tsukune as he scanned the titles.
"I could cook five meals a day and never run out of supplies", Mizore chuckled as she returned to her lovers, her eyes going wide at the sight of the entertainment system. "Holy shit."
Moka laughed as she pulled Tsukune from the DVDs and took Mizore's hand to lead the two of them through the rest of the house. The size of the bathroom caused their jaws to drop, considering there were three separate showers.
"That's a little redundant", Moka giggled. "Why would we need three showers when we always shower together?"
The next room they visited, the bedroom, drew astonished gasps from all three of them. Three separate closets lined one wall, all of them already sporting school uniforms in just the right sizes. The drapes over the windows were rich, crimson velvet tied back with silk sashes. Perhaps the most amazing feature, however, was the massive canopy bed.
"This thing is massive", Mizore gasped. "It looks like four California king beds put together!"
"Imagine the love we could make all over that bed", Moka whispered as she linked arms with Mizore and Tsukune, giving them both smoldering glances. "Wanna try it out?"
"Hell yes", Mizore breathed as she began stripping the clothes from Moka's body.
Wordlessly Tsukune eased up behind Mizore and got to work on the buttons of her blouse. As the flimsy material fell away his hands were met with her bare breasts, which she immediately pressed against the beautiful vampire.
Gently he kneaded their breasts before he slid one hand across Mizore's ribs to undo the zipper on the side of her skirt. As he slid the skirt down his fingers caught the elastic band of her silky thong. Slowly he slid the provocative garment free, his heart beating wildly at the sight of the two naked beauties before him.
With a lustful look that could melt granite the two slowly began circling him, their hands gliding over his body as they stripped him naked. As he stood there in nothing but a breeze the two females slowly sank to their knees. Two sets of hands busied themselves with stroking and squeezing his shaft, drawing a light moan from him.
Moka and Mizore glanced at each other and shared a quick yet gentle kiss before they replaced their hands with their mouths. Mizore's lips slid around the tip of his swollen member as Moka's tongue began to glide across his scrotum. The intensity the girls put into their fellatio conveyed the sheer power of their desire.
For nearly an hour they stroked and teased, licked and sucked. Before much longer his member began to twitch, a sign that their desired outcome was close at hand. His breathing became ragged as his buttocks tightened. Just before he climaxed the two rose up on their knees and clamped his shaft tight between their breasts, their moans of desire matching his moan of pleasure as his seed flowed up between their breasts to coat their chests.
The two girls resumed their stroking, determined not to allow him to go soft. As he reached a full erection they stood and pulled him to the bed, grabbing a towel to clean themselves up as they went. Moka pushed him onto the bed and straddled his face as Mizore lowered herself onto his pulsing member. A moan full of desire and veiled anxiety slipped from her as she began to rock her hips back and forth.
Tsukune eagerly set his tongue into motion as Moka grabbed his head and ground into his face. Before long her climax hit her with wave upon wave of ecstatic tremors. After the last of her shudders passed she made her way behind Mizore and guided the ice maiden's hand to her crotch.
"Make an ice strap on", she ordered gently, smiling when Mizore did as she was told.
Slowly she eased the formation into Mizore's anus and began to push in time with Mizore's motion so that as she pushed forward Mizore was sliding toward her. This erotic ballet continued for several minutes until Mizore was shuddering with pleasurable fervor. The ice maiden turned as far toward Moka as she could, reaching over her shoulder to grip the back of her head as she passionately kissed her.
"Go vamp", Moka ordered Tsukune as Mizore climbed off of him.
Tsukune rose to his knees as Moka dropped her shoulders flat onto the bed. Silver crept out from the roots of his hair as, much to the girls' delight, the size of his member nearly doubled. He gently gripped Moka's hips and began to push into her, the new size of his making it slightly difficult to enter her. The moans that issued forth from her assuaged his fears that he was hurting her.
Slowly he slid in and out, the moisture remaining from her previous orgasm glistening on his shaft. To his surprise Mizore had managed to wriggle her head under him between his legs and was alternating between licking his scrotum and sucking on Moka's clitoris. After just a few more pushes Moka began to quiver as another orgasm rocked her.
As her shaking calmed he began to twitch, signaling another climax was near. The two girls dropped from the bed, pulling him to his feet. He watched as the girls stroked him while taking turns licking the tip. A few minutes of this treatment and his loins released their sticky flood, thick streams of it splashing across the girls' faces and chests. For a while he simply stood there quivering as he used their shoulders for support.
"That was amazing", Moka moaned as she stroked Tsukune's thigh while hugging Mizore's head to her shoulder.
"I shoulda had him transform while I was riding him", Mizore murmured wistfully.
"Plenty of opportunity for that later", Moka laughed. "For now, though, we need a shower."