Is It Wrong To Try To Pick Up A Harem In A Dungeon?

by Quoka

Bell Cranel arrives in Orario, however when he is unable to find himself a Familia he takes a risk and enters the dungeon alone with no blessing to his name. Will he survive his trials? Will he find himself a Familia? Who really knows...only time shall tell. One thing is for certain though, he will be become quite the ladies man along with way. (Lemons included and clearly marked.)

24. Next Step-Chapter Twenty Four

Hello hello,

Guess whos back, back again, its me and I have another chapter. Ine that I am pretty proud of honestly, this is to date one of my favorite chapters and I hope that people can enjoy reading it even slightly compared to me writing it. Of course this chapter would not be possible without my good friend and beta reader and editor, so as always massive gratitude goes to him. The next chapter, I am very excited for as it will start to pick things up and move into the next ac, which I cant wait for!

Quick warning, that this chapter does contain some sexual content so if that is something that bothers you or you are not interested in please skip the chapter of leave until next time.

Anway, I will not rattle on too long and simply say that if you enjoy the chapter, or don't even, leave a review with your thoughts and let me know what you thought. Stay safe and healthy, and have an excellent day.

Syr cracked her eyes a tiny bit, several small slivers of light creeped their way into the room through the one circular shaped window that decorated the wall of the attic, which was a pleasant reminder directed towards Syr in order to get some curtains, for a mix of privacy and to keep the morning rays out. Though the privacy it offered was the one that Syr was focused on more, since their first time together that one night she had joined Bell in bed each and every night. Though little sleeping took place, they would keep each other up into the early hours of the morning, though regardless of how late they stayed up they always woke refreshed and ready to start the day.

The grey haired girl had a small smile form on her lips as she took notice of the white haired boy she was cuddling up with, Bell was still sleeping peacefully, the only sign that the adventurer was alive was the slow rise and fall of his chest every few seconds with shallow breaths. It took a few seconds for it to click in the date, it was a special day and Syr knew it, despite not wanting to wake her sleeping prince the grey haired girl made a move anyway, lighting shaking the boy awake.

''Wakey, wakey, sleepyhead~'' Syr sweetly spoke as the boys eyes flickered open, she performed the newly created morning ritual of waking up with a kiss to start, Syr seemed to recall that at some point someone had said that it was a good way to blossom a healthy relationship.

''F...five more minutes Syr…'' the white haired boy softly stated while shifting softly and closing his eyes again, hoping to have a few more minutes of rest. The grey haired girl in response leaned in and placed another kiss on the boy's right cheek, smiling as she did.

''Bell...todays the day...you should really get up…'' Syr encouraged the boy even further to get up, rather reluctantly to leave the comfort and bed with Syr, Bell pushed himself up and rubbed his eyes for a few seconds, it all starting to click. Bell quickly leaped off the bed and started to grab some clothes and other things that were needed.

''Y-you're right…! I can't be late…!'' the white haired boy stated with a small smile directed towards Syr, glad that the grey haired girl was there to keep him on track.

''Bell….you might want to take a quick shower before you go…'' Syr said with a small smile as she sat on the bed, her right leg crossed over her left as she sat with her hands in her laps, with nothing hiding her body from the white haired boy, there was no reason to any longer do so. Plus, Syr did enjoy the quick glances of her body that Bell stole every few seconds and the blushes that came with it, causing her to giggle slightly into her one hand as she tilted her head to the side.

''Good idea...you don't want to go first...?'' Bell asked while picking up some of the dirty clothes that had been discarded on the ground the night before and tossing them into a little bin near the stairs for laundry.

''No, you need to get going...you go first...I can take one later..'' the grey haired girl stated, always being very understanding which was another thing, one of the many things that Bell enjoyed about Syr. The boy offered her a small smile to show his gratitude and nodded his head.

''Alright, I appreciate it!'' Bell said with a charming voice that made Syrs heart flutter. Being able to do something for Bell, no matter how small, brought her a great amount of inner satisfaction and joy that sometimes bubbled up to be too much and spilled out.

''Anytime Bell, I am always watching out for you~''the grey haired girl stated with a small smile, regardless of the set of circumstances she would be the one to side with Bell and coach him on from the sidelines. ''Now, go get cleaned up...you don't want to keep the Goddess waiting for you…'' the waitress said as she gave Bell a small wave of her hand.

''Right!'' the white haired boy said with a nod and a smile, making his way down the staircase, out of sight though not out of mind in the head of the grey haired girl as she smiled slightly and folded her arms, covering her chest.

''Shoot…!'' Syr said as she made a pout on her face and stomped her one foot on the ground, coming to a realization in the moment, I should've taken a shower with Bell! Oh well, there is always next time~'' Syr said with a small smirk, slipping her one finger inside of her mouth and sucking on it slightly, imagining in her head that it was something else instead, belonging to the boy she fantasized over. She flopped back onto the bed and buried her face in the sole pillow, continuing to keep her one index finger in her mouth, her other hand slipping down between her legs to bring herself some self pleasure, with still some assistance from the boy as she replayed the events of the night before in her mind in order to bring herself to a climax.

Bell had gathered up some fresh clothes and slipped his way downstairs to the second floor, popped his head out from the stairway and looked up and down the hall to see that the coast was clear and confirmed that it was, crossed the hall and slid into the bathroom. Turning the water on, Bell stepped into the shower, picked up a bar of soap and quickly started to wash down head to toe, trying to clean every last inch in order to leave no traces of the acts committed the previous night.

Out in the hallway, Lunoire walked as she rubbed her eyes, she had yet another God awful sleep. Bell and Syr were not ones to keep their private time very 'private', whenever the two connected it was always clear as day. Of course Lunoire in her opinion had it worse, it could not be argued that Anya and Chloe did have it bad having to always smell sex spewing off of the two, though her room was right under the place of bedroom dueling. The one bed that was up in the attic, was directly over her head and she could almost hear everything as though she was there in the room. Lunoire in only a few days ran out of possible ways to ignore it, trying to distract herself with books did nothing, putting pillow and blankets over her head did little and she even went out and got earplugs, which while the best option she found still did not help much. Even with everything put together, she could still hear the rigours of sex above her head.

Lunoire drew in a deep yawn, stepping in front of a simple wooden door she walked inside without issue every morning, unless Chloe was hogging the room early in morning. She was so distracted with her thoughts and sleepiness, she had not even heard the water running and before it did click in her head it was too late.

It turned out that the bathroom was occupied, with Bell. Lunoire had made the mistake before, it was a simple one that many made, she had walked in on Anya one morning, though that was a lot less of an issue as both were girls. Bell was a little bit different in that department.

Luckily, as she had opened the door, or just before it the boy had gotten some soap in his eyes and was a little blind for the time. So for a couple of seconds at least Lunoire was free to stare, pour over every little thing she could pick out. The bubbles of the soap covered a lot of the boy's body, his shoulders, arms and torso, though despite several places being covered up there was still one particular place that remained clear to see.

'Whoa….whoa…' Lunoire thought in her head, glad that the words did not slip out of her mouth and were voiced aloud, she had drifted a little bit lower away from his face and chest and fixed her sight on one place that was still quite impressive so to speak. Lunoire had seen a few in her life, though nothing quite of that caliber.

As it clicked her head that what she was doing was wrong, very wrong in fact, she went to close the door. Stopping before she slammed the door shut, if Bell had not taken notice of her previously, slamming the door would have given her away right away and raised some questions later on. She had stopped her arm and hand right as the wooden door was only a couple inches away from the frame, a small gust of air blowing her messy hair and tickling her skin.

She stood there, hand on the knob and ready to turn it slightly one way and close the door without making so much of a sound. Though for some reason, one she could not quite explain, she leaned forward a little bit and tilted her head to the side slightly. She peaked. Only for a few seconds she reasoned at least. Though there was no denying that regardless of the time she still did it. Before at least there was some innocence in the act, as it had been an accident in truth, one she attempted to soon correct a couple seconds later. Though, there was no turning back the clocks and she had broken that aspect of it as she peeked through the slight crack between the door and the frame in order to get one more quick glimpse of the prize package.

As she came to grips with her wrongful action Lunoire shut the door, a tiny bit louder then she had intended to do so though it was closed and that's all she needed, turning back in the direction of her room with a blank face, even more so than the one she usually wore.

'Why…why did I look a second time!?' Lunoire screamed internally as she brought her hands to the sides of her head and shook her head, almost in some vague attempt to try and shake the mental image her mind had created of the boy in the shower.

'Ugh, that's terrible…how…why did I…I should apologize.' Lunoire thoughts were a mess as she retreated back to her room without saying a word, still a little bit wide eyed. All the while she tried not to think too much about the slight damp patch between her legs.

'When was the last time some guy touched me…?' was one last lingering thought in Lunoires head as she marched her way back to her room and shut the door, leaning up against it as she let out a pretty heavy sigh and held her forehead feeling a headache coming on, being able to tell that her day was going to be one of those annoying days.

Within a couple of minutes following Bell finished up, stepping out of the shower, drying off and getting dressed, none the wiser that someone else in the building had been given a small surprise show only a short time ago. Bell checked himself out in the mirror, wanting to look his best in the presence of his Goddess, combing his hair for a minute or two before giving up and going down the stairs to the ground floor.

Bell walked across the floor, giving a morning smile and wave to May in the kitchen who was busy making some pancakes to eat herself for breakfast. Chloe and Anya behind the counter that were occupied shining glasses and mugs. Ryuu who was busy removing the chairs from off the tables and pushing them in around the tables that dotted the room. And Lunoire, who for some reason seemed to give Bell an awkward glare as she wiped down a table and turned her head to the side, the white haired boy even debated if his ruby red eyes had seen a slight shameful blush on her cheeks.

Though that thought was pushed out of his head upon reaching the door, Syr was there dressed up in her little waitress uniform and holding a small bundle, her lunch for Bell for the day.

''Here's your lunch Bell, love you!'' the grey haired girl said as she leaned in and wrapped her arms around him to steal one quick hug, having promised herself before Bell came thumping down the stairs to only give one and no more, save the rest for later that day. She took a small step back, handed the boy his lunch, lifted her hands up and took a couple seconds to try and fix his messy hair the best she could, though nothing really changed and that made her only smile and giggle.

To anyone around watching, it would not be unreasonable to assure that the two were married, or at the very least engaged and not simply dating with the way that Syr dotted on Bell as though she was a sweet newly wed housewife of sorts. Bell smiled her way and gave a little nod while taking a step down the street.

''I love you too!'' Bell snuck in, turning back for one second and sneaking in a quick peck on Syrs one cheek before taking off down the street, lunch in hand and full of spirit.

''Byeee~!'' Syr said overjoyed as she waved her one hand, Bell turning around and lightly jogging backwards while waving his one hand back in her direction until the boy was out of sight. Bell following his bit of a hectic morning made a mad dash towards the Freya familia mansion, making quick time and reaching the monstrous home in record time. The golden gates were opened and Bell entered the grounds, making his way in a brisk pace through the hallways towards the Goddess's office. Surprising, there was not a line to wait to see the Goddess of Beauty herself.

Bell, same as the previous day, was brought into the Goddess office by Helun, who was standing near the door with her one hand on the handle. There had been a line of several people waiting to see the deity of Beauty but all it took was a couple words from the woman and those people were sent away in order to clear the queue for the white haired boy. She had been waiting for the white haired boy to get there and she did not want to waste her time dealing with several people before getting to the boy, wasting his time too in the process. As the wooden doors to the officer were opened and Bell walked into the room the Goddess greeted the boy warmly, with a small wave of her one hand as she spoke his name aloud with a smile on her normally stoic face.

''Bell, my sweet child. It is wonderful to see you again, so soon. Please, sit.'' the Goddess said as she gestured towards the couch, in only a minute of entering the room Helun could see the change that had taken place. With everyone before that had come in the morning she had them partially remove their shirts and update their blessings with only a few words exchanged and not nearly enough excitement, which was understandable for something that the Goddess had done countless times over.

For most Gods and Goddesses updating their familias status began a great chore, it was not as much of an issue for the small and medium sized familia, though for the larger ones there were often lines to see their deities or appointments had to be scheduled. Still, in the Freya familia in the Goddesses eyes Bell was above all of those pesky, annoying things. There was no reason to allow Bell to stand out in the hall waiting, tapping his foot to see his Goddess. No reason at all.

Instead Freya would simply bump him to the front, as she always would anytime the boy came to see her for anything at all, update to status or not.

Bell walked over and took a seat on the red cushioned couch that the boy had taken his place on only a few days before, the boy wore a small smile on his face. Being able to see his Goddess again was nice. The white haired boy understood that the woman was a busy person and that she had little time to spare, so every minute she spent on him was appreciated deeply. Of course Bell had no idea that had the words been spoken, the Goddess would clear her entire schedule and dedicate all of her attention towards the white haired boy, even more so then she already was, which was a hard thing to do.

''H-hello Goddess, it's good to see you again...sorry I hope you aren't very busy.'' the white haired boy spoke in a calmish manner while taking a few more steps into the room, the woman raised her one hand up and gave the boy a dismissive wave while she shook her head slightly.

''Never too busy to see you my child, now what is it that I can do for you today~?'' Freya asked, she knew full well what was going to be asked of her, it was not quite what she wished the boy would ask for though there was plenty of time to build up to that, in the meantime she could help Bell along in any way she could.

''Well..I did want to tell you that I got some armour as you said to do...also I got registered at the Guild too now so if you don't mind...I was wondering if I have your permission to go down into the dungeon again…?'' all of those words sounded as though they were music in Freya's ears, Guild check, armour check, there was only one or two more things that remained before the Goddess could in good conscience send the boy away to brave the depths once more. She did know that the white haired boy was going a bit hyperactive being kept out of the dungeon.

''Of course, though you can't go too deep...not without a proper party at the very least…'' the woman commented as she cocked her head to the side slightly and fluttered her eyes a little bit as she spoke.

''About that…'' Bell started, a small slightly hesitant smile on his face while shifting in his spot on the couch and trying to find a position that was comfortable.

''Oh, do you have more news for me to hear~?'' the Goddess posed eagerly as she leaned forward and rested her elbows on her knees and let her chin rest in her palms as she smiled slightly and tilted her head to the one side.

''I...do...I do have Lili with me though there is another person that might join us down in the dungeon...if that is fine with you Goddess..?'' Bell posed, leaning in a little bit and hoping that no real issues were raised, the last thing on the planet that Bell wanted to do was cause trouble for his Goddess, especially after everything she had done for him to get him to where he was in life.

''Who is this person? I can't have my children running around with potentially distrustful or distasteful people.'' Freya questioned, though that could be applied to one other person, the only other person in Bell's party. A certain brown haired Prum that the Goddess still held a slight distaste towards.

''His name is Welf...part of the Heph-'' Bell was starting to explain, earning a little nod from the woman right away as she closed her eyes for a second and pictured the man in her head for a second. With fiery red hair and with a black thumb of blacksmithing when it came to forging magic weapons, one thing that did make the man rather special. She knew of the man, though not too much more, she had taken a quick peek at his soul one time while she was bored with nothing better to do, not finding it by any means particularly interesting, not even slightly compared to Bells. Even still, Freya would be lying if she did not wish to have a few of those magical swords in her possession, though for whatever reason the man refused to make the things.

''Ah, I know that man.'' the Goddess started with a slight nod of her head, opening up her eyes again and shifting her spot on the couch.

''You...do..?'' Bell asked while tilting his head to the side, how the Goddess of Beauty knew the blacksmith was beyond the boy.

''Yes I do as it happens, that is fine Bell. I see no issue with him accompanying you into the dungeon.'' the Goddess granted, the man was at least a more suitable option then the small supporter that had managed to weasel her way beside Bell's side, a small pest that Freya could no longer exterminate or shake. At least the blacksmith was not worthless, despite his rather unsavoury lineage, any blacksmith worth their weight was comfortable enough handling weapons. Blacksmiths are not really craftsmen if they feared their own creations.

''Sweet, thank you Goddess!'' the white haired boy said with a bright smile, pleased that some good news could be delivered to the red haired blacksmith, it had taken some convincing to get Lili on board though with a few good points made by the white haired boy, she rather reluctantly agreed to at least give it a trial run and see if the three worked well enough together.

''Of course, now was that all for today?'' the Goddess asked as she let her head fall to the one side a bit, she knew that was not the case though she spoke the words anyway, wanting to hear Bell initiate it.

''I...I was also wondering if you could….'' Bell started, with each word the Goddess's smile growing wider and before the boy could bring herself to finish, the woman interjected, finding herself to wait no longer as her patience had dried up.

''Sure I can, lay down on your stomach again for me, I will handle the rest. Oh, also hand your shirt to Helun again.'' Bell nodded and stated to remove the piece of clothing, though the Goddess could not see it herself she could almost picture in her head Helun rolling her eyes behind her.

''Here you go…'' Bell said in a murmur and the woman did not respond as she simply accepted the shirt, with her eyes closed and stepped back out of the way. While her Goddess could make her hold the boy's shirt, there was nothing to stop her from simply closing her eyes so she did not have to watch the shirtless boy get straddled by her Goddess. Of course that could have easily been changed too, if Freya simply spoke out and ordered her to watch, though so far at least the silver haired woman had not done anything of the sort.

''This will take a minute, so sit still for me.'' the Goddess said with a bit of smirk, finding a nice place to sit on Bell's lower back as she placed her hands on the boys back to steady herself, Helun stepping forward with a small silver tray in hand with the white haired boys shirt folded neatly over her one arm. She presented the tray to the Goddess, on it was a small knife with a thin wooden handle, delicate detailed golden designs and a sharp edge. Normally she would settle for a pin or something else, though the first level up to one's status that each adventurer received was special. Freya intended to make it so, using a small knife she made up for the special occasion, never having been used before. It was going to be a special one she kept solely for the white haired boy, she picked up the knife and brought it to her one index finger and gave herself a small slice.

She had no reaction as she did so, doing it a countless amount of times, she casually placed the knife back onto the tray and Helun walked a few feet away and set down the tray on the table in between the couches and stood waiting further orders from her Goddess.

She dropped a drip of blood onto the boy's back and the falna came to life in a second, the Goddess's blood awakening it and showing off various forms of information all for her violet eyes to see and smirk at. She began the slow process of leveling a person up, it took longer than a simple status update and several minutes passed as the letters, numbers and symbols on Bell's back glowed greatly in a heavenly way. As the minutes ticked by, Freya hummed to herself softly, soothing not only herself and Bell at the same time as she was getting close to finishing.

Bell could tell the Goddess had finished as she shifted slightly and brought her hands a little bit closer to herself, the boy was a little confused not feeling much different, at all really as far as Bell could tell. The Goddess softly giggled, sensing the boys confusion and such offered some words to explain that it was not a wave that came all at once, that over the next little bit it would settle in and that there was going to be a point in the near future that the boy could tell the difference between his past and present self. Her words worked well to calm Bell's nerves and the boy smiled in response.

''All done~'' the Goddess stated under her breath as she let out a small sigh, laying a sheet of paper onto Bell's back to copy the status and show the boy. She was more than pleased, she was deeply delighted. The one skill that was added was one that Freya had not seen before 'Argonaut' it was called, she spent a minute or two reading its description over a few times and trying to envision it in action as well as explain it to the white haired boy, who seemed very eager to try it, which caused the Goddess to laugh softly. It was very nice to see such spirit and drive in one so young, so supple, so full of potential for further growth and even greater heights.

The newly acquired skill being one of the things that would help along the way the Goddess had no doubts.

Though that was not all added, there was an added development ability too, which was something that could at any time pop up upon someone's back after a certain amount of time doing things in the dungeon and such. Most were simple ones, giving people some greater strength, speed and endurance, things of that nature. Though the one that Bell had gained was new to the Goddess, 'Luck', which as the name implied pretty clearly, increased the boy's luck in things and life, to the extent the Goddess did not know, as it was not stated. Still, it was something of great interest, one that she would need to do some research into to see if there was a record anywhere of such a development ability before Bells. If not, that was one more thing that the boy had that made him special, not that Bell was not special to the Goddess before that. Regardless, she was excited about what it would bring Bell in the future.

The Goddess spent several minutes explaining everything that had shown up to the boy, going over it in detail and making certain that everything was crystal clear and that the boy had no further questions. She did not have to fear the boy not paying any attention and something slipping his mind, the Goddess thought that his eyes appeared to be the shape of saucers and held a great amount of wonder and amazement behind them while the boy nodded along the entire time. She added at the end that the white haired boy was going to feel a little bit tired later on, everyone did after getting level up it seemed, it was simply a small side effect. Feya could remember when she leveled Allen, her Vice-Captain to level six, the black haired cat spent the following three days taking a long nat napped curled up in his bed in a ball, anytime the Goddess brought it up it seemed to annoy the Cat Person, though each time she simply smirked in return to the annoyed glares.

''There you are Bell, let me be the first one to congratulate you...on reaching level two.'' the Goddess stated as she sat upwards and shifted her place on Bell's lower back slightly, finding a comfortable place and bringing herself some self satisfaction at the same time, the best of both worlds. Of course the Goddess knew that she was only one for at least a little bit that was going to be doing so, others having to wait until she could pull a few strings with some winks and charming glances to get a couple things fixed up and propper.

''Thank you very much Goddess!'' The white haired boy said loudly, alost loud enough that it could be considered improper volume for inside of a building, not that the Goddess minded much, instead it only brought a smile to her face as she tilted her head back and let out a little bit of a giggle.

''I know that it must be very exciting for you, be careful though not to go broadcasting it to the world, okay?'' the Goddess said in an oddly stern voice, she did not take great pleasure in using the tone with the white haired boy though there were times that she needed to put her foot down a little bit at the least, reaching the decision that it was a good time to do so.

''Alright!'' The white haired boy stated with a small smile on his face and offered the woman an affirmative nod of his head while maintaining eye contact, letting it clearly show that the boy understood her words and would follow them to the fullest.

''Now, before you go running off, is there anything...anything at all that I can do for you?'' the Goddess with shiny silver hair asked with a small grin on her face, little did the white haired boy know that she meant each and every word of it wholeheartedly. Had the boy adventurer asked for anything one thing or another she would have accepted it in a second flat.

Position, not even a question that stuck in her head for more then a second, Freya knew in her heart of hearts that one day the white haired boy could climb to the top of the totem pole and take over the role of Vice-Captain and later on even Captain of the Freya familia, it was only a matter of time. Allen might not be too pleased with such a thing, the Cat Person was not one to bite his tongue and spoke his mind rather freely, though the idea of Bell taking over that position did bring a slightly wider smirk to the Goddess's soft lips. Ottar, Freya was not certain how exactly the man would take it, other than with some semblance of dignity and decency. Still, those were a long time away, with plenty of time to prepare Bell in advance for that role.

Housing, all Bell needed to do was ask to leave the attic and before the sun set the Goddess would have bought up a rather nice estate for the boy to live in, or if the boy wished he could even move right into her room, she would not mind sharing it.

Currency, the white haired boy was by no means as poor as he had been only a short time ago, still there were people with far larger sums of money in their possession, something Freya would be willing to change if Bell wanted that. The only question that would remain is how many millions Bell wanted for spending coins.

Sex, by the Gods and Goddesses if the boy has asked Freya would have complied without so much as an inch of hesitation. She would take the white haired boy away to her room on the very tip of the Tower of Babel, where she would lock her doors and remain in that room for as long as it took for the two to be satisfied. Even if that took days, weeks or even months. She would not rest or sleep, explore every millimeter of Bell's skin top to bottom and back again, grant the boy a pleasure on another level that was beyond words and few got to experience in their entire lifetimes. While Bell, would have it for his entire life from then onwards.

Anything and everything under the sun that Bell wanted, that Freya could grant, she would do in a single heart beat. Though, that was not the boy for the time being and instead all Bell did was smile a tiny bit and shake his head, content with just getting permission to go back to the dungeon again and keep on adventuring. Along with leveling up, the boy had his day, week, life made and smiled so brightly.

Though that smile was enough, so bright, brilliant and beautiful, similar to that of the boy's soul which was pure of heart. It made Freya smile in return, ever so slightly and despite her best efforts to hide her gleeful emotions, she found herself unable to do so.

''I don't think so…'' Bell said, which was a slightly disappointing response, though the one that the Goddess did expect. Bell did not disappoint her often, so she was willing to let her slide for the time being, the white haired boy could make it up later at another point in time.

''Actually...I do have one thing…'' The white haired boy muttered into the cushion of the couch, which near instantly grabbed Freya's attention, she perked up a little bit as she sat straight up with a small smirk on her face, ready and willing to hear out anything and everything that was on the boys mind.

''Oh, all ears.'' the Goddess softly, seductively whispered as she leaned down a little bit and tilted her head to the side slightly and cleared her head of any distractions in order to devote her entire focus onto the white haired boy.

''Do you know where a shop is somewhere that sells jewelry…?'' Bell asked while letting his head turn to the side, able to see the Goddess in the corner of her one eye, she did not expect that of all things. Though with a few seconds of silence to think it over, the Goddess smirked a little bit wider as she began to lift off several stores and shops around Orario that the boy could visit in hopes of finding something suitable for whatever the intent was.

Finishing listing off the places she got off of Bell and sat herself down on the couch, watching as Bell was given his shirt back by Helun and left the room and giving the woman a wave goodbye with one of the brightest smiles she ever saw, burning and shining more brilliant than the sun itself. Freya did spend a few minutes, making some snide and teasing comments directed towards Helun before the young woman left the room leaving the woman alone, sitting in silence and wondering what it was the boy planned to do with his day.

Bell did end up spending the entire day away from the familia, dungeon and the pub, instead touring around and stopping by several places that the Goddess had suggested. Only really stopping for a few minutes to eat the lunch that Syr had packed for him that day, for whatever reason the food that Syr prepared did always taste better in the packaged lunches. At first Bell had thought that she was packing up someone else's food, though that did not seem to be a thing that Syr would do, and upon further reflection the boy concluded that it was still her meals, only being marginally better for one reason or another. It was at least, edible, unlike some of her previous meals.

The white haired boy was a little tired, drained from his long day walking around the city and the one thought that had nestled itself in his mind was the thought of his bed in the attic, cozying up and going to sleep to get a good long rest before taking off the dungeon the very next morning soon as the sun was up.

Though that thought took a little bit of a backseat upon reaching the Hostess of Fertility, it was late, not too late where people were sent away and heading home, though the night had reached its peak some time ago and things were beginning to wind down.

''BEEELLL!'' Syr nearly shouted as she leaped down from the top set of the small set of stairs up to the Hostess's door, Bell raised his arms up to catch her as she came falling down towards him. She reached him and wrapped her arms around his neck while Bell caught her just under her arms and the two spun around in small circles in the street for a few seconds from the momentum Syr had carried with her. Before the white haired boy could even get one word out to the grey haired girl, she leaned in and locked her soft supple lips with Bells and held them there for several seconds as she hummed softly at the same time.

Bell slowly eased Syr down to where her feet were planted on the ground, the white haired boy was a little bit taller than she was though she fixed that easily enough as she pushed herself back up by standing on her tippy toes and continuing to draw out the kiss the two shared with the other, not that Bell minded. The white haired boy was getting used to the form of greeting that Syr gave him each time, that being a not so quick kiss on the lips. One full minute later, Syr dropped back down to the flats of her feet and broke the kiss off, each person panting a tiny bit as they had small smiles on their blushing faces, Bell more so than Syr.

''Whoa...hi, Syr...you seem excited…more excited then normal I mean.'' the white haired boy said while smiling a little bit wider and tilting his head to the side slightly, looking down on the grey haired girl held in his arms. Syr alternatively still kept her arms wrapped around the boy's neck to hold him close, she squeezed a little bit and pressed her breasts up against Bell's chest, another thing that the boy was slowly but surely getting used to over time.

''How could I not be excited, for you! How did it go, did Goddess Freya make you a level two?'' Syr spoke in an excited voice as she nearly hopped up and down in place, she knew before anyone else where Bell was going that morning and she had her fingers crossed that it was good news.

''She did...see..'' the white haired boy started with a small smile, taking his one hand from around Syrs torse around behind him and rustling around in the pocket of his jacket for the piece of paper that Bell had been given. The boy pulled it out and Syr rather reluctantly broke the hug as she unlooped her arms and took a small step backwards, though she was quick to accept the sheet of paper from Bell and started to read it over. Freya had kept the original copy, writing out a second one only with the boy's name, level, stats and no more, leaving out the spells and skill in case the paper went and disappeared somewhere where it should not. Still, Bell watched Syr's eyes flicker back and forth as she went down the length of page eagerly scanning over every detail and even bringing the piece of paper closer to face whether that was intentional or not.

''That's incredible Bell! I should get this framed!'' the grey haired girl stated as she did a small spin in place and raised the piece of paper high above her head with both hands and smiled brightly, practically beaming her happiness.

''I don't think you need to go that far-'' Bell started with a small smile, thinking it a little silly that anything with his name on it should be placed in a frame and hung on the wall or placed on a shelf. Still, Syr seemed to be pretty adamant about the fact that she was going to get something nice to put it in and keep it forever.

''Nonsense, this is a major thing for you Bell!'' Syr protested, which was the truth as a person's first level up was a very big thing, only really being topped by getting a blessing in the first place. Bell even found himself to be nodding along in agreement a little bit with the waitress.

''I suppose you are right.'' the white haired boy said under his breath a tiny bit while tilting his head to the side, scratching at the back of his head, Syr folded up the piece of paper in her hands and tucked it away. She placed her hands behind her back and twisted in place cutely as she wore a small smile on her face and leaned in, a small blush starting to settle on her cheeks.

''Sooo~how about we celebrate~?'' the waitress asked sweetly, her voice filled with anticipation, excitement and if one was to rationalize it that way, almost desperation.

''R-right now...what about your shif-'' Bell was quickly cut off.

''Screw my shift~I would rather be working on your shaft~'' Syr whispered sweetly into Bell's right ear as she leaned in and held the white haired boy's shoulders with her soft hands, giving them a slight tender squeeze as her words swelled. She blew a light playful puff of warm air into the boy's ear that made Bell shudder a tiny bit, the boy even found his knees feeling a little weak with the statement Syr had produced. Those few words broke any resistance or hesitance that the boy could even hope to hold onto. Replacing that was with a complex combination of provocative thoughts of things to do with Syr.

''O-okay….'' Bell muttered with a slight nod of his head. Syr's face lit up brightly, her one hand went to the boys and the two held hands, interlocking fingers.

''Lets go~!'' the waitress nearly sang out joyfully in the street, ready to leap into bed and toss and turn in the sheets with Bell until the morning was close and both were drained of energy and love to give.

As the two made their way back inside the building, right past Chloe, Lunoire, Ryuu and even Mama Mia the two continued to hold hands, not really caring if they were caught. Which was not exactly the case as the two were doing little to try and hide it or their other affections towards each other. The waitresses had all stopped for a moment, staring blankly and blinking only a couple of times as the two took off upstairs. Mama Mia shook her head while she was greatly annoyed, barking out an order to her staff to keep working without Syr. She was down one more waitress, on top of Anya who had taken a sick day as she supposedly was not feeling well and had come down with a flu, though the Dwarf questioned its authenticity.

Bell and Syr made their way up the sets of stairs a little bit clumsy as the simple hand holding had taken a sharp turn when reaching the second floor and getting away from prying eyes. The two turned and wrapped their arms around each other while they started to kiss again, they fumbled up the stairs and let their hands wander and each stripped some pieces of clothing while they went.

Syrs orange bow for her uniform was one of the first things that Bell had aimed for, pulling on the one end and undoing the bow and tossing the length of fabric to the side on the stairs to the attic. In doing so exposed her neck even more, which Bell aimed and planted a few more light kisses that made Syr draw a few sharp breaths and tiny shudders.

Meanwhile Syr had diverted her one hand downwards Bell waist, she used her fingers to unbuckle Bells belt and with one quick jerk of her hand the strip of tanned leather and buckle was separated from the boys body and she cast the item to the side onto the floor as the two grew closer towards the single bed that decorated the attic. She wanted to get right into the main course, she had been waiting all day and did not want to waste her time with any appetizers. The shirt and other clothes could come off later so long as the pants dropped first.

Bell was pulling on Syr's gown a little bit and she took the hint, Syr separated from the white haired boy a tiny bit and raised her arms up into the air straight, in one quick motion her dress was pulled upwards by Bell and thrown to the side. As the piece of clothing was quickly removed, nearly expertly, Syr let out a tiny bit of a gasp as she was freed from the confines of her stuffy uniform. Which left her with only the bare minimum to cover her body from the boy's ruby red eyes that poured over her every second the two were alone as they were.

''Oh, I almost forgot…'' Bell made mention while removing his jacket and reaching over and placing on the wooden chair a little bit away, the boy took a few seconds and dug around in one of the pockets and clearly pulled out something and hid it behind his back with his one hand, lingering over Syr still as she tilted her head in a curious fashion and blinked in an adorable way.

''What is it…?'' She softly asked, her eyes filled with wonder as she gazed at Bell curiously.

''I got you something...here..'' Bell said with a small wishful smile, just hoping that the grey haired girl enjoyed the gift, it was little in comparison to everything that Syr had offered Bell though it was something that the boy could provide for the time being until something else could be in its stay. Syr accepted the small, rectangular shaped box with her small tender hands, holding it close to her nearly naked chest as she made eye contact with the white haired boy for a few seconds.

''For me…? What is it?'' the grey haired girl asked as she raised her one eyebrow curiously, even if she meant to do so or otherwise. She eyed the box she held in her hands, as she shifted it slightly she could hear the soft rattling coming from within.

''Open it and find out…'' Syr listened to the white haired boy's reasonable words and did as told, she pulled the lid off with her one hand and let it fall to the side as she brought her now free hand to cover her mouth as her breath was taken away, stolen by the boy again.

''Oh, Bell...it's beautiful…'' the girl muttered through her hand as smiled brightly, though Bell could not see that as her hand was blocking the sight. The waitress even had to fight back a few tiny tears to keep herself from crying at how unbelievably sweet the gift truly was.

''Really…? I didn't know if you would like it...if you dont I can take it back and get you something el-'' Bell had started though found himself unable to finish as Syr let the box rest on her chest as she reached up with both of her hands and tightly gripped onto the boys black shirt and pulled him down slightly to meet her lips in the middle. The kiss lasted for a long length of time, beyond one that either could keep track of as they each lost it around a minute, though it continued long after that.

''It's perfect, just like you Bell~'' the grey haired girl stated softly as her one hand went to Bell's cheek and cupped it gently with her fingers and palm, she leaned in and stole another quick kiss after speaking ever so sweetly.

His grandfather had always proudly preached that one of the ways to a girls heart was with jewelry, some necklaces, bracelets and earrings were all it took for some people to swoo into bed. Though Syr was not quite the same, not so easily won over by a piece of jewelry, no matter its quality, she was won over by the boy himself instead.

''T-thank you…'' the white haired adventurer muttered, simply being pleased that the gift was found to be satisfactory by the waitress, which is all that Bell could have hoped for.

''Can you put it on for me?'' Syr asked sweetly with a small smile as she tilted her head to the head a tiny bit, she passed the black box back to Bell and the boy nodded while accepting it.

''Sure thing…..'' Bell took the box and fumbled with it for a few seconds, managing to get the item out of its container and holding it in his hands. Syr tilted her head back a bit while sitting up a small amount and the boy performed the simple action and retracted his hands a few seconds later. ''There..that should be good…'' the white haired boy said with a small smile.

''I love it...and I love you…'' Syr stated as she looked down and looked at the piece around her neck, the small thin silver chain helped to hang a tiny charm in the shape of a bell.

''I love you too...you know that…?'' Bell asked with a small smile, somewhere deep down knowing the answer though still wanting to hear it, Syr smiled brightly as she brought her one hand up and flicked his nose ever so lightly while she giggled.

''Of course I do silly, nooooow~'' Syr moved on as quickly as she confirmed Bells question, the boy could feel Syr press her one hand index finger against his neck and slowly trail it downwards until it reached the boys waist and she slipped the finger inside of the boys pants and tugged it towards her slightly. Bell took the hint and nodded his head slightly.

''Right.'' the white haired boy stated while scooting back on the bed a little bit and slipping off his pants and letting the piece of clothing fall to the side on the floor, Bell reached forward as Syr propped herself up on her elbows and reached his hands around, unclipping the black bra with his hands and letting it drop down to the ground beside the bed. With her breasts on display Bell could not help reaching out with his one hand and grasping onto her right tit, giving it a bit of a squeeze which drew out a soft humming sound from Syr as she bit down on her one lip. Normally Syr was not the type of person to be so weak in bed, though when it came to Bell it did not matter what the boy did it always took her breath away.

Bell leaned down and stole another quick kiss on Syrs lips, she brought her hands up and combed her fingers through the boy's messy hair and she placed her other hand on his chest to keep the adventurer from leaning in any more from his position over her. She was not one to refuse Bell, especially during a good time, but she did have something else in mind instead.

''Actually, let's switch…'' Syr stated softly, which interested Bell at least a little bit, normally Syr was the one to remain on the bottom throughout, she preferred that. Still the two did change it up from time to time, and in the moment it seemed that Syr wanted it to be another one of those times.

''Oh, alright…'' Bell managed to get out while switching spots with Syr, placing his head on the pillow and getting comfortable as Syr raised herself and placed herself in the boy's lap. She reached down and slipped her hands into the collar of Bell's shirt and pulled it upwards over his head and let it fall to the floor a few feet away. In doing so it left the two only in their underwear, Syr in her black lingerie panties and Bell in his black drawers. She ran her hands all over Bell's chest for several seconds, all the while she grinded her crotch up against Bells.

''Todays a special day after all...so lets commemorate it!'' Syr stated rather loudly, nearly too loudly in Bell's opinion as there were still a fair few employees and customers downstairs at the moment, normally their nightly escapades took place later into the night so it was something to think about and keep in mind. Though, those thoughts went flying out of his head as Syr slowly leaned downwards, bent her back a little bit and placed her wet tongue on the boy's bare chest and slowly trailed it upwards until it reached Bell's neck and she left it to give the boy another quick kiss.

The entire time her tongue snaked its way up Bell's body Syr grinded herself rather roughly against the white haired boy, getting ever harder with each passing second, pressing Bell even more into the mattress below them. She gave Bell a couple more kisses on the neck and on the lips before she sat back upright rather suddenly and continued to grind herself against Bell cock.

Syr allowed her one finger to slip into the waistband of Bell's underwear and she lifted herself up slightly and yanked it down, Bell raging erection sprang free from its confines. It slapped itself up against Syr's snatch and was twitching excitedly in anticipation of the grey haired woman's sexual servicing.

Which Syr was more than pleased to provide, she pulled her panties to the side slightly enough to reveal her sex and lifted herself up again while smirking widely.

''Bell...I need you inside of me...right now..'' the grey haired girl stated as her one hand went down to the boy's dick and wrapped itself around its girth and slowly began to stroke it up and down. Syr applied a slight squeeze to it as she gave Bell a tiny bit of a handjob, not that the boy needed the warmup and encouragement.

''See...I am so wet just thinking about it…'' Syr softly whispered, she lowered herself a tiny bit, keeping her one warm hand wrapped around Bell's length in order to line it up. The grey haired girl, true to her word was drenched, her love liquids spilling out of her dripping pussy and it trickled down and started to coat the boy's cock.

Seeing the white haired boy with a lust in his eyes and feeling Bell's member twitching vigorously in her hand Syr knew that it was time and she had her fill of teasing for one night, Bell could not wait much longer and neither could Syr so she skipped any further foreplay and got to the main course.

The nice thick piece of man meat that Bell had standing tall beneath her, Syr let her hips falter and she fell downwards with a great deal of force and in one go took the boys entire length inside of her.

Bell groaned loudly, his hands shooting forward and finding a comfortable place on Syrs hips, holding on tightly as though if his hands let go the girl would disappear.

''F-fuck…'' Syr managed to squeak out, not a very ladylike word to use though Syr did not care, she could not help it when she was with Bell in bed. ''It hasn't even been long….and I missed this feeling….'' Syr softly stated, it had not even been more than twenty four hours and still she missed Bell deeply, feeling her inside of her and hitting all the right pressure points and places that made her weak in the body and mind.

Bell wore a silly smile on his face, one Syr got to see several times since the two began their nightly routine of love making. The white haired boy did miss Syr too, always did, having her sheath his entire cock all in one go made Bell grit his teeth a little bit and close his eyes.

Syr remained there for a few seconds, she needed that time to adjust herself to the size, though it was not too difficult as the grey haired girl had long since started to shape herself to the boy's shaft. It did not take very long for the girl to start moving, quicker then Bell had anticipated and as the waitress started to lift herself the grip on her hips tightened a little bit. Though Syr did not pay it any negative mind, she found it rather comforting and calming to have Bell place his hands on her casually and hold on tightly, not wanting to let her go.

The girl started to move up and down on the cock slowly to start, very nearly getting to the point where Bell was no longer inside of her and slipped out, before slamming her hips back down and sheathing the dick inside of her warm walls all over again. She did this for several minutes, slowly picking up speed as time ticked by and the ups and downs on her hips grew quicker and steadier, a fairly loud clapping sound filling the attics space as skin slammed against skin and was only drown out by the sounds of moans and groans coming from both Bell and Syr alike.

Eventually, with the bucking of Syr's hips, Bell was brought to the very edge of imminent release, the young woman wore a grin on her slightly blushing face as she got to see firsthand the results of her hard work, feeling it a few seconds later. Bell had gone over the edge, while trying his best to hold back a small slip of mindset caused the white haired boy to start cumming. Syr felt it right away, the burning hot white batter spilling out inside of her and painting her walls white. Still, despite Bell orgasming she continued to raise her hips up and drop them down a second later, Syr herself was on the verge of an orgasm and could not let it slip away from between her fingers.

One whole minute later she managed to push herself enough to start orgasming, Syr spasming a little bit as her muscles grew tense and tight, she squeezed Bells cock with her inner walls tightly as she bite down on her lower lip to try and stifle her moan and keep it from getting too loud. Syr's lovely sweet liquids spilt out of her snatch and it stained the boy's cock and crotch. The grey haired girl could feel her strength wavering a little bit, instead of falling backwards, she leaned forward a little bit and landed on Bells chest with his cock still inside of her snatch.

"Gods…I love you…S-syr…" Bell managed to stammer out, with added weight on his chest making it a little bit harder to breath for a couple of seconds, still the boy did get the words to come out and Syr smiled brightly as she panted softly in the adventurer's face.

"I love you too! I love you to the moon and back~!" Syr said rather passionately, bringing her hands forward and starting to run her fingers through the white haired boy's hair. She loved his hair, it was so soft and regardless of the tactic that was attempted, the hair became a bit of a mangled mess by the end of the day. Syr tried her best to tidy it up, combing his hair with her slender fingers and attempted to straighten it out the best she could.

Bell returned the favour, bringing his own hands up from Syr's wide hips, trailing his hands up and along her sides sending shivers down her spine as the grey haired girl buried her face into the crook of Bell's neck. Eventually, after passing over the soft skin of Syr's sides the boy's hands reached her head and started combing through the mound that was her hair, all the while smiling slightly.

The two silenced themselves as they locked lips, Syr tilting her head to the left and Bell to the right so they could kiss even deeper. With every single kiss that the two shared they grew even closer together spiritually, every kiss was more magical than the last and it made their minds melt in their heads.

Syr, rather reluctantly pushed herself back upright a couple minutes later, letting out a low moan as she felt the boy's tip poke her deepest most private of places again. While the kissing was spectacular, beyond that which words could describe, from that position she could not buck her hips as well, so she switched it back to the same as before.

Syr kept bouncing up and down, she moaned every few thrusts as Bell's tip pressed against her needy womb. Still despite the incredible pleasure she was experiencing, she kept bouncing up and down and up and down and up and down for several minutes. Her breasts jiggled seductively with each buck of her hips, between them Bell was occasionally blinded by the shiny necklace and the moonlight coming in through the window. It did not take too long before the white haired boy blew another big load inside of Syr. The grey haired girl nestled herself in Bell's lap and pressed her hips down as the boy came, tip pressed up against her baby factory entrance and spurting large amounts of the thick seed into her trembling womb.

The two continued together in that way for some time, the only words being exchanged were the others name in soft sensual murmurs, besides their panting breath and subtle whispers the only real sound that filled the attic was the clapping sound of skin on skin as the grey haired girl bounced up and down in Bells lap and on his cock. Though, if Syr strained her ears, focused in closely she could pick up something else faintly in the background, she let her head lean to the side slightly as it became even more noticeable as the seconds drug on.

''Bell...I hear something rustling...in the corner…'' Syr stopped in the very middle of her hip movements, she sank down a little bit further and leaned more against Bell'sBell's chest. The white haired boy in response sat up, propped himself up on his elbows and opened his ears to attempt to hear the sound Syr spoke of.

Though Syr was a little bit frightful, she was still in the white haired boy'sboy's lap and arms and because of that she felt as if there was nothing in the entire world over that could harm her. Bell brought her such a great deal of comfort, still she felt that it was only right to make mention of the noise coming from the corner of the attic.

Bell nodded a little bit to Syr hearing the sound, the two exchanged a glance to each other that was able to convey more than a voice could. It was a tiny bright spot for Syr, that the two had grown so close together that simply looking in each other's eyes did exchange more information than words could in such a short time.

Syr rolled to the one side of the bed a little bit, in doing so Bell slipped out of her warm, fleshy insides and she let out a tiny moan before biting her lip to keep from being too loud. She sat in place as Bell got up from the bed, swinging his legs around and carefully placing them on the floor boards so that they did not creak with his weight.

Bell used his one hand to pick up one of the sheets from the foot of the bed and wrapped it around himself to cover up. Losing the sight of Bell and his naked body did cause Syr to make a small pout as she folded her arms and covered her breasts from the outside world and prying eyes. Bell reached over with his opposite hand and slowly pulled the drawer of the nightstand open, reaching inside and pulling out his one pitch black knife. Bell did not believe that it would be needed, though it was better to be safe than sorry, as his grandfather had always stated.

Bell slowly closed the gap across the floor, taking it one slow step at a time to make as little noise as possible. Bell reached the corner, where some old boxes and random pieces of furniture were piled high to the roof. The white haired boy used his one free hand to move the sheet that had been placed over some of the items to keep them from getting dusty and behind it Bell saw a sight that was truly unbelievable.

It was the brown haired Cat Person, Anya, on her knees with her eyes closed as she made soft mumbles and moans every couple of seconds. She had her right hand occupied with something rather familiar, it was a pitch black long sleeved shirt, one of Bells that had been lost not too long ago one morning. Anya had the shirt firmly held in her one hand, pressed up to her face and nose as she drew in deep breaths every few seconds. Her other hand was also busy, it was a lot lower and in between her legs, busy fingering away, her middle and index finger was inside of her snatch and moving at a quick speed. As she peacefully pleasured herself, still blissfully unaware she was being watched in return.

''Anya….were you….watching us…?'' Bell spoke in a soft murmur, barely audible to anyone around though it was enough and broke the silence that had filled the room. In that second, it all caught up and clicked in Anya's head, she had been so focused on her own self pleasure that she had not noticed that the vigorous sounds of sex had ceased and the attic had grown quiet. Anya, almost fearful and teary eyed, slowly squinted her eyes open while tilting her head backwards.

Caught red handed.

Anya felt the previous blush that had settled on her cheeks darken several shades, if Bell was not standing right in her path she might have taken off and escaped back to the safety of her room. Though that was simply a lie she told herself, deep down she could tell that her legs were far too weak to do so as she started to shake slightly. She never felt so warm and cold at the same time, a small shiver rolling down her spine as she mumbled and muttered for several seconds unable to speak any real logical words one could make out.

''I-I...wasn't….you were...I didn't…'' Anya, while being able to finally say a couple of words, she still was not able to speak a full sentence by any means. She had dropped her one hand into her lap that held onto the black shirt, it did help to cover her crotch though it also revealed her chest at the same time. She wore a very loose white nightgown, so big for her body that the one shoulder strap on her right side had slipped down and it showed off her one breast because of it.

Still, Bell did try his damndest to ignore her appearance being rather revealing and instead focused on the fact that she had been peeking on Syr and him. Bell could not think of anything at all, any explanation that Anya could give that oils justify her actions. While standing there, shoulders slumped a little bit standing there staring in a state of disbelief, Syr approached. She had grabbed another sheet off of the bed and wrapped it around her to cover up, somehow leaving Syr and Bell more appropriately covered up then Anya was.

''I...I cant believe this…'' Bell managed to choke out, feeling a little bit of a growing headache, still as Syr approached from behind Bell went to turn his head to look at her direction though was interrupted as she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged Bell from behind. She squished her supple breasts up against the boys bare back and placed her chin on his shoulder as she started to speak softly, and calmly.

''Bell, don't be rude!'' the grey haired girl stated, the words taking both Bell and Anya alike by surprise. Anya had expected a lot worse, out of everyone in the Hostess Syr was the one that Anya feared the most behind Mama Mia herself. There was always something about her, that at times scared Anya and she was experiencing one of the scariest moments of her life at that moment. Bell was equally, or even more so surprised by Syrs words, being taken off guard and for several seconds not knowing what to say.

''Wha-what do you mean..? She was watching us while we….we shared a personal moment together... '' Bell said under his breath while turning his head to the side, still seeing Anya in the corner of his eye while trying to speak more privately with Syr. There was a decent blush on Bell's cheeks that did get darker with the passage of time. Syr blushed a little bit too, she gave Bell a small smile that calmed his soul, relaxed his nerves and made all of his worries disappear. The smile that could make dark rain clouds disappear, and have a bright summer time sun take its place.

''I know that….dont get me wrong...I am a little upset that Anya was peeking on us too...but I think that there is something else here that's worth taking into consideration…'' Syr said softly into the white haired adventurer's right ear in a soft coo, her words melted into his mind as the meaning sank in gradually with a few seconds spared to think of its intention.

''What would that be…?'' Bell did say with a bit of hesitation of some curiosity mixed into it, the white haired boy was still a bit at odds to do anything, though hearing out Syr was not the worst thing in the world.

''Affection...or...I guess more lack of it...Anya is clearly craving some...attention...so….why not help her…?'' Syr softly suggested, while she spoke Anya remained silent kneeling in place, as the two spoke to each other she kept moving her head from side to side to look at each of the two while they spoke to each other, almost ignoring her. Anya fumbled nervously, squirming a little bit as she was growing to be increasingly uncomfortable and uneasy.

''S-syr you...you can't be serious…'' the white haired boy said with an odd look in his eyes, which Syr calmed down as she placed one of her soft hands against his cheek and leaned in to steal a quick kiss. Anya watched as the two shared a quick smooch on the lips, one tiny fraction in the back of the Cat Person's mind wishing it was her in place of Syr. Everyday since the two had gotten together, Anya was subjected to witnessing the two share kisses with each other on the main floor as Bell made his way out the door. With each one she watched with her hazel brown eyes Anya felt something deep inside of her stir a little bit more.

''I am! Look at her Bell...she is so desperate that she is willing to hide in the corner while using your shirt and touching herself…'' Syr said as she gestured with her one hand down towards the Cat Person that remained at their feet in the corner. Bell changed his gaze to follow Syr's direction, seeing the still scared Anya sitting in place shivering slightly and clinging tightly to the shirt she held in her hands so hard that her knuckles were going white.

''I know, but-'' Bell was not able to finish, getting interjected by Syr once more.

''Bell, I know that you are hesitant about it...I have shared my opinion on being with other people a few times now...so long as I still get to be your girlfriend...I don't really care if you are with other girls...especially if it's to help someone else...Anya's your friend isn't she…?"

''S-she is….it's just that I...I dont know...I just don't know..'' Bell muttered, it was the truth that the white haired boy considered the brown haired girl a friend, even a close one. The two spent some time together, training in the morning and sharing some other moments together since arriving in the city. Still Bell had never thought of her then more than that, not thinking of anyone in that way since connecting with Syr. Though, as Syr supported it and made Bell take a closer look at it there was something else there underneath it all.

''That's fine, it's an understandable feeling...so...how about we try it, if you don't like it we never have to do it ever again or even bring it up. We can just go on and pretend that it never happened.''

''Its...it's not all up to me….Anya do you…?'' Bell started, not really being able to make eye contact or speaking directly to her as the boy tilted his head to the one side a little bit with an awkward expression and stance.

''Yeah, so...Anya...do you want to spend the night with Bell in bed?'' Syr asked in her typical sweet voice as she leaned in a little bit, the exact opposite of Bell with no sign of embarrassment at all.

''I-I….I really really do~nyah~!'' Anya said softly, normally her voice was bubbly and chirpy, full of excitement and energy. Though her voice sounded semi-hesitant, a little bit fearful that if she nodded her head and extended her hand it would be bitten off in retaliation. She squirmed in place a little bit as she nodded her head, she could feel her blush deepen on her cheeks and she brought her hands up and used them along with the shirt to cover a lot of her face while she tried to hide some of her embarrassment.

''That's not the way that you should ask Anya, use your manners~'' Syr whispered sweetly as she detached herself from Bell, she slipped around behind Anya and also dropped down onto her knees behind the girl. Syr placed her hands on Anya's shoulders and her fluffy ears perked up in response as her arms dropped into her lap again. Syr leaned in, cupped her one hand into Anya's fluffy ear and spoke softly in a sweet voice that only she could hear.

''I...I do want to do 'it' with white hair... just for one night….pretty please…nyah…" Anya repeated the words that Syr had whispered to her, in doing so her blush deepened as she shifted in place slightly and let out a small sound that was that of a soothing hum.

''That's better, now you know what to do, right? You have been watching us so I hope you do by now." Syr voiced in a calm and collected way, remaining behind Anya and leaning in a little more so their faces were nearly side by side.

''Y-yes...I-I think so….'' Anya spoke softly, her voice a barely audible whisper in the otherwise quiet room, one where a mouse could not even be heard. Even though Anya was a cat, she related herself to a mouse with how big she felt in the moment, not even able to let out a small squeak.

''Okay...go ahead and give it a try, I'll coach you through it if need be…but it seems that Bell is already excited~tehehe'' Syr said softly as she pointed with her one finger towards Bells crotch, which was not that far away from Anya's blushing face. The white haired boy was pitching a bit of a tent with the sheet, Bell had not even noticed it until the grey haired girl pointed it out and almost immediately the aspiring adventurer blushed himself and shifted slightly in some vain attempt to make it not so noticeable.

''Oh, also watch these little canines...you wouldn't want to go hurting Bell, would you?'' Syr asked as she cupped her one hand around Anya's chin and slipped her one index finger into the brown haired girl's mouth and pressed it up against one of her little canines on the top row of her teeth. The Cat Person squirmed a little bit, though that only seemed to encourage Syr more as she held onto Anya a little bit more so she did not slip away.

''N-no...never…'' Anya said softly under her slightly panting breath as she shivered with excitement. She felt her head feel heavy, her mind foggy and hands trembling a little bit. In her life she had done a lot of things that were bigger then simple sex, braved the dungeon a countless number of times and still Anya felt an odd tightness in her chest that she had not experienced so strongly before. Nervousness.

With some further encouragement from Syr, Bell dropped the sheet down to the ground and Anya got a good look at the boy's dick up close for the first time. It sprang forward a little bit and nearly hit her in the blushing face, something that seemed to disappoint Syr as she had wanted to see the sight of the Cat Person getting slapped across the face with Bell's shaft.

Anya leaned forward a little bit with a deep blush on her cheeks, her lips parted slightly and her mouth grew wider as she got closer to be able to take Bell inside her mouth. As she stretched her neck forward a little but further the white haired boy that stood in front of her could feel each slightly ragged breath onto his crotch, Anya was breathing heavily in anticipation as she drew closer to the thing she had been fascinated with for some time.

She just took the tip inside of her mouth and sealed her lips around it, making an adorable sound while doing so that made Bell take a tiny step backwards and Anya leaned even further forward so her lips did not leave his tip. Her blush darkened several shades and she let out a small shudder at the same time. Syr moved around more behind Anya, still remaining on her knees as she placed her hands on her shoulders again and rested her chin on the Cat Persons left shoulder on her hand. She directed her gaze up towards Bell and maintained eye contact with the boy with a small mischievous grin, giving Bell a quick and cute innocent wink encouraging the boy to continue.

''Good start, now….try taking it a little deeper.'' Syr suggested to Anya, whispering softly into her one ear sending another small shiver down her spine while she started to move her head forward and further down the boy's shaft.

''How does it feel Bell, good?'' the grey haired girl asked with a cute tilt of her head to the side and an innocent smile on her face. She spoke so sweetly as Anya continued to work her way slowly down the length of his shaft, trying to get it all into her mouth and throat.

''Y-yeah...d-different...but good…'' the white haired boy managed to stammer out while closing his eyes and enjoying the sensations of the scene unfolding, Anya's mouth was quite warm and slick, not too much at odds to Syrs and if it was not for a couple of details the boy might have not been able to tell the difference between the two. That key difference being that of her tongue, Anya's tongue in comparison to Syrs was a bit rougher, not to any degree that it could be considered painful or even unpleasant by any means.

It was placed way on the other end of the spectrum, it was in reality quite pleasurable, different yet pleasurable all the same. Bell did take a few seconds to think, wondering if that other Cat Persons had the same type of tongue or not, though that thought did not last very long and was very quickly lost and replaced with all of the pleasant sensations of the waitress's warm mouth wrapped around his twitching member. It was an interesting feeling, one that Bell spoke about for a second out loud and that seemed to interest Syr a little bit and spur something inside of Anya at the same time as her tongue came to life in an aspect. She started to move her tongue more inside of her mouth, moving it around the underside of Bell's shaft a little bit adding an entire fresh level of pleasure that had previously been experienced.

It was so nice that Bell even let slip a slight groan that was fairly loud, the loudest one let out by the boy that night and it even took Syr a bit by surprise at the reaction.

The entire time Anya was made to take in deep breaths through her nose, with her mouth filled she did not have too much of a choice in the matter, though with each breath she did get to take in the white hairs boy scent so she was not going to be one to complain. Even with her rather strong sense of smell with each passing day it became more and more difficult to latch onto the boy's scent in the shirt she had stolen the one morning after their training together. Being able to smell the scent on the shirt less and less had been the driving point to trying to peek on the two.

Initially she had simply spent some private time locked away in her room during the night after finishing her shift in the pub, though as the smell subsided out of the shirt she was pushed towards finding some other way to get a whiff of the boy's smell. In passing was not enough, it was never enough, even as she tried to chat with the white haired boy she could never hold the conversation for long and the boy would leave with some time to get on with his day. She could smell Syr on the boy and vice versa, Anya and Chloe were the two that knew each and every time that the two got together for some 'private time' as they could each smell it afterwards.

Though even that was not enough, the two would take showers and clean themselves so while it still lingered there it was weak, not as near as weak as the shirt though still Anya could not find herself able to get off on it.

In the end Anya had taken one final step in a moment of weakness and desperation, one night she sneaked out of her room and made her move silently up the stairs to the attic and just poked her head up enough to see inside the attic just over the lip of the floor. Bell and Syr were connected together at the time, with Bell lying back on the bed and with Syr on top bouncing up and down in his lap and moaning all the while.

Anya was able to find that, that she desired, she was able to find that strong smell again that used to remain in the fibers of the shirt she had stolen and long since faded. The Cat Person stayed there for a long time watching the two from the sidelines, the two were so focused on each other that neither ever noticed her presence and it remained that way for a long time. Each night Anya would sneak out of her room and down the wall, peek just over the edge of the stairs and watched the unfolding scene while touching her nethers.

Though that night she had been a bit too brave, she had snuck up early and was poking around to see if she could find a few other discarded articles of clothing to nip. She had watched as Bell and Syr stripped down several times by that point, throwing their clothes to the side and starting to get lost in each other. Anya was so sure that some of those pieces of clothing were lost here and there and the brown haired Cat Person could pick up one or two with the boy being none the wiser, though just as she was about to give up and retreat back down the stairs she heard the two thumping up the stairs and she was trapped.

If she tried to just leave she would bump into the two and some questions might get raised, she could have tried to squeeze out the window quickly and leave, though even Anya reasoned that was not a smart idea and getting caught stuck in the window of the attic by the two would have been an even worse and humiliating fate. So she did the only thing she could think of doing, running over to the corner and crouching down in the darkness behind a few things stacked in the corner and covering herself with a simple sheet.

She would bide her time and wait for the two to tire of each other and fall asleep in the other's arms, she would sneak out, maybe after snaking a piece of the boy's clothing or two and retreat back downstairs to her room. Though that did not go to plan as the two started up their escapades she found it difficult to not get a little bit excited, she was even closer to the bedside than if she was crouched in the stairway and she could smell the boys scent stronger than before.

The brown haired waitress could not help herself, she brought the shirt straight up to her nose and took in several deep breaths and closed her eyes as her other hand trailed down into her bottoms and she began to touch herself. The sounds of sex continuining in the background the entire time, until the two stopped to the slightly audabile sound of her touching herself and caught her red pawed. For there Anya had nowhere to go and nowhere to hide, her attraction was put on full display and she was given a chance and decided to take it to the fullest.

Now her mouth was full of the boy and she got to take in deep breaths of his scent freely without hesitation as she continued to suck Bells cock that had been coated in Syrs slick juices. While bobbing her head up and down repeatedly Anya started to become more comfortable with it all and began to increase the pace slightly as the seconds passed. Syr was there to support Anya, in her own unique way, encouraging Anya to take Bell in deeper and grant the boy even further pleasure with her mouth and tongue.

Bell did something for Anya in return for her efforts on his length, his one hand gravitated towards the Cat Persons head and placed it carefully on top of her head and combed her hair for a few seconds before moving more towards her ear. As Bell's fingers just grazed her ear there was a noticeable new found tightness of Anya's mouth and throat, one that again earned another groan from Bell and even a small shudder that seemed to earn Syr's attention.

She decided to test it out, as Bell's one hand had retracted itself slightly Syr reached her right hand up and pitched Anya's right ear between her thumb and forefinger, same as before Bell let out a bit of a groan and even a small shake at the same time. The grey haired girl started to rub her thumb and index finger back and forth against the fluffy section of ear, earning even more groans out of Bell as the tightness of Anya's mouth was beyond that which could be described in any language, mortal or God.

The Cat Person herself was responsive too, the place between her legs while being wet before it grew even more so with every second that her ear was being toyed with by the other young woman present. Her legs squished together with a quick wet clap sound that echoed in the room. It did not get much better for her as the white haired boy, getting used to the sensation and seeking to have it raised one bar higher, extended his right hand and started to tease and stroke her left ear. Anya's mouth and throat did the same thing all over again and got even tighter as she sucked in more.

With a couple more minutes dedicated to the sucking, Anya managed to get her head all the way down the length of Bell's shaft, an achievement she was rather proud of. She might have celebrated, bragged about it if her mouth was not full of the white haired boy's member. Plus, she could not pull her head off of the cock as Syr had her hand on the back of Anya's head to force it down a little bit more.

Bell could feel with every couple bobs of the brown haired girl's head the little pointed canines pass over and very lightly graze across his skin. One more thing that differed from Syr.

Anya started to get into the groove of things, bobbing her head up and down from base to tip and back again, doing so over and over again until the girl could feel Bell start to twitch even more in her mouth and that was telling enough that the boy was getting close, very close.

Bell had wanted to warn Anya, though as she bobbed her head one more time with some help of Syr, the peak was reached and the boy started to orgasm. The adventurer found himself leaning forward a bit, his hands going to Anya's ears and holding them which made her mouth and throat tighten up again ten fold.

The white haired boy could not hold back any longer, not one minute more and tried to get out a quick warning though before the words could even materialize Bell started to cum. The white haired boy, with some help from Syr, held Anya's head in place right up against his crotch with his cock buried all the way in the feline's warm mouth. Anya squirmed around a little bit as her head was there, she was made to swallow the boy's thick creamy load that went straight to her stomach. A little bit later Bell slowly started to back out, exiting Anya's mouth and leaving her lips with a loud, lewd 'pop' sound that echoed a little bit. Several small strings of saliva and strands of the leftover cum that Anya had not managed to fully swallow connected her lips to the tip of Bell's cock that glistened a little bit with the collection of fluids that decorated it.

Though Bell was not quite finished, a few stray ropes of cum shooting out and spraying Anya in the face and some even shooting far enough that it got into her hair a little bit. The Cat Person sat there on her knees a little bit stunned still as she slowly calmed down, her face coated in Bell's semen as her ears twitched cutely and she kept her one eye shut to avoid getting any cum in it. She brought her arms to her chest and balled her hands in small little fists as she started to use them to scoop up the cum that stained her face in order to lick it up.

By the time Anya had finished Bell was back to full excitement down below and ready to go for another round having watched the Cat Person take the time to clean herself up in such an adorable and cutesy way. The little bits that Anya could not get herself, Syr was fine with licking off of the other girl's face which caught the brown haired girl a little bit by surprise, though she did not have the strength left in her arms to push the grey haired girl off.

Anya soon found out that she did not have any real strength in her legs either, trying to stand up and buckling instantly, she would have hit the ground fairly hard had it not been for Bell catching her and setting her down gently. The Cat Person tilted her head back, eyes sparkling as she lifted her arms out to the side a little bit.

Bell took Syr's and Anyas suggestion to heart and leaned down and picked Anya up under the arms carefully and carried her over to the bed and sat her down. Syr followed closely behind and lightly, playfully pushed Bell down onto the bed and let the white haired boy get comfortable before changing her focus to Anya.

The grey haired girl had brought Anya into it, so she was going to help out with the process as much as she could as it was still a first time experience for the Cat Person. Syr set Anya up near the boy's lap, she had her loose shirt removed and discarded to the side, letting her small perky breasts out into the open for the world to see, for Bell to see. They were not as big as Syrs, though they had their own charm with their respectable perkiness and the firmness that they held.

There was really only one thing left in the way which stopped the union, Anya's panties. The small piece of cloth had long since become soaked and stuck to her skin, really the underwear were nothing special by any means, Anya owned multiple of the exact same kind. Simple base white with little pink kitten paws dotting the randomly, Anya found them cute though she could sometimes see them as being a bit too cutesy.

Syr helped Anya slip her one leg out, the panties falling to the side around Anya's one thigh as she took her place back in Bells lap, the cock still standing tall pressed up against her crotch and the Cat Person swallowed slightly as she started to fumble with her thumbs and fingers, feeling that same nervousness return.

"Now~raise your rump up~for Bell~" Syr whispered softly into Anya's one ear, making it sound a little bit more like an order then a request, she gave the Cat Person a light, playful slap on her one cheek which made the girl flinch slightly and let out a low pitched mewl.

Those last two words were what caused Anya to take action, her legs doing the work along with some of Syr's help as she was raised upwards towards the roof and dark sky beyond. As she rose up bit by bit, Bell's shaft was dragged along the flesh of her crotch and it sent shivers down Anya's spine as she did. She grew even more excited as she got closer with each passing second, which caused her to leak even more liquids which spilt down and covered Bell's crotch and cock. That was in Anya's benefit as very soon, she would be taking the length inside of her slit, as much as her body could physically allow for.

Anya wanted to close her eyes, she was still slightly fearful and nervous, though she could not bring herself to do it as she wanted to see the sights of the white haired boy under her as she had her first time taken by the newbie adventurer.

"Good girl~now comes the easy part~down~!" Syr softly whispered, Anya had taken the grey haired girl's words a little too literally and had followed along with what she had seen and dropped herself down and let her weight fall on the boy's lap. In one second, her chastity was taken, given to the white haired boy to hold onto forever, no one being able to take that away. Her walls were spread apart, hymen broken and mind broken into little shatters as she twitched and tweaked for several long seconds afterwards.

A small amount of saliva slipped out and over Anya's lower lip as she panted slightly, the drool dripping down and landing on the boy's chest. The girl wanted to offer an apology, though her mind was an amalgamation of melted mush and she only responded in moans and murmurs.

"Silly, you were supposed to take it slowly…Bell isn't something you can take in one go and expect to not have that happen…"

''Now you tell me….nyah~!" Anya let out with a loud moan, she had simply copied what Syr had done previously and used the grey haired girl as a point of reference. Several small trickles of blood leaked down from Anya's privates, losing her virginity in such a fast and forceful way had shook her to her very core and she was shaking a little bit while trying to get used to the sensation.

Her small hands had balled into tiny fists pressed on Bell's chest while she arched her back a little bit, her ears and tail both flicked and clapped wildly for a little while as she sat in the boy's lap.

Despite some statements from Syr to get on with it, start riding Bells length for all of its worth, Bell felt a little bit differently about it and made it crystal clear to Anya to take all the time she needs to get comfortable with it. Along with again letting her know that she did not need to do anything she did not want to do, and that at any point she could end it all with a single word if she so wished.

With each word that Bell added on Anya found her heart skipping a beat, how the boy could be so kind she had no idea. She had never done anything for the boy that deserved such kindness in return, all she had done was give the boy some training some mornings. She even stole from the boy, she knew it was wrong, she simply could not help herself. Even still the white haired boy that was supposed to belong to Syr was willing to bring her such heavenly sensations and be so gentle and kind about it.

Bell could not think of doing it any other way, though the words themselves had not been spoken, it was clear for all three present to see that Anya was a virgin, until moments ago.

A couple minutes passed, Syr shifted and got a little bit more angsty while she waited for the show to start, but finally Anya started to move. Only slowly and slightly to begin with, she pushed herself up with her hips and hands the tiniest of amounts and plopped herself back down in the lap she was nestled in. As she did she rolled her hips a little bit and let out a soft moan.

Anya brought her hips down one more time, her legs locked and thighs squeezed the boy's sides a little bit as she started to meow loudly in a lewd moan. She let her head fling backwards, ears twitching and tail flicking around from side to side. Her rough tongue slipped out of her mouth as she moaned and squirmed forward and back, grinding herself further in the Bells lap as she reached her peak. She began to climax, the hardest she had ever felt in a very long time, her warm walls wrapped tightly around Bell's size as her lukewarm love liquids started to come spilling out of her slit. The sweet sparkling fluid stained Bell's cock and also made a small puddle in his lap.

''NYYYAAAaaahhhHHH~!'' Anya let out her moan as she shook and shaked violently for a few seconds, while Bell and Syr were loud they had never reached quite that volume before, in the back of the grey haired girl's head she wandered how far the brown haired girl's moan could have been heard.

Anya fell forward, landing with her chest pressed up against the boys as she breathed heavily. Her face buried in Bell's neck, the boy held onto her shoulders and shook her slightly while voicing some concern and asking if she was alright. Anya could only respond with a soft purr, which seemed to be enough to make it clear that she was pleased, overjoyed, beyond gleeful. Bell raised her shoulders a little bit and held her a few inches away from her face, asking one more time that she was feeling fine and still wanted to continue.

That sweetness, caring personality and sweet slightly smiling face was too much for Anya's little heart to stand as it nearly burst. Anya did not know if it was the smartest thing in the world to do, though she could no longer control herself, she leaned forward and started to kiss Bell on the lips. Anya did not know what the reaction was going to be, if Bell was going to break it off only a second later, or Anya was going to hear Syr bark in her ear that she was the only one allowed to kiss Bell, still despite the possible consequences she did it anyway, could not hold herself back for one second longer. If that was where their night was to end, with a kiss Anya could come to live it, some day.

Though none of that happened, instead she felt a comforting set of arms wrap around her and hold her in a tight hug while the kiss continued. She was not pushed away, she was not snidely snipped at, she was not rejected, she was accepted with open arms.

Anya no longer had to stand there staring, picturing herself in Syr's place getting a kiss from a person that could be called a lover, forever forward Anya could let her thoughts wander back to the night where she got caught and brought into bed with Bell, and there shared the most incredible kiss of her life. With a few seconds of clarity it also clicked in Anya's head that Bell was her first kiss, her first everything for a matter of fact, which made the whole night even more special.

Anya started to grind her hips again, rolling them while Bell was still sheathed fully inside of her fleshy hole, with every roll of her lower region the tip of the boy's dick pressed up against her stuffed womb and that sent shivers down her spine.

Syr was growing a little bit bored of her position behind the brown haired young woman, she wanted to mix things up and did so as she made her way over to the other side of the bed to take her place in one of her favourite spots. She hovered over Bell for a few seconds, swinging her one leg over and lowering herself down a tiny bit though still not fully, Syr brought her one hand around and used it to pull on her one cheek and spread herself a little bit, some of her love liquids dropped down and landed on Bells face as she lowered herself even more. As she finally lowered herself enough Syr settled into her second favourite seat in the world, only behind Bell's lap in that department.

It had taken place a few nights before, when Bell had taken a rather surprising amount of initiative in order to satisfy her nightly desires. Syr sat on the bed while she spread her legs and Bell had made his way, albeit a bit hesitant, between her legs and started to eat her out. Returning the favour that Syr had performed on Bell the other way around numerous times up to that point. It was that night that Syr discovered that the white haired boy had with no slight exaggeration the tongue skills comparable to a God. Bell managed to bring her to one of her most intense orgasms of her entire life, she gripped onto Bell's hair tightly with her slender fingers as her legs shook and her toes curled and she climaxed with great force. By the end of the night, Bell had managed to bring her to several orgasms of great pleasure with his tongue alone that left her a mess in the head and body.

So as Syr took her seat on Bell's face, she knew full well what was coming a few seconds later. As it was predicted, right on time Bell's tongue went into action and Syr moaned out immediately in response to the tonguing. She leaned forward a little bit, hunching her back as she let her head hang and stared downwards towards the boy's bare chest and torso, running her hands all over it and being careful to not miss an inch.

As Syr took her seat on Bell's face and the boy started to lick and lap away there was a slightly noticeable change in Anya, her movements up and down on his cock quickened and got a little bit more rough. Bell's hands had gone to Syrs bottom, holding onto it and giving it some firm squeezes every couple of seconds. Only a moment later Bell felt something wrap around his one wrist and give it a slight squeeze and small tug, whatever it was it was soft and fluffy, in the corner of Bells eye the boy managed to make out that the thing in question was the brown haired cat's tail. It was wrapped around his wrist and slightly pulling on it, trying to bring it back to her body.

Bell twisted his wrist around a little bit and held onto the tail in his hand, stroking it slightly while continuing to lick away at Syr and have Anya bounce away in his lap, the two girls keeping up their respective movements as time ticked by second by second, minute by minute.

Anya was the first one to fall to pleasure, her biggest climax of the night making her shake so much that the bed below them started to creak and Bell was left with a thought in the back of his head that if it broke there would be no bed frame to replace it. Anya's tail tightened around the boy's one wrist, squeezing it for all of its worth , her ears flicked and flapped widely as she squirmed in the boy's lap. As the feline bit down on her lip hard enough that it even drew blood. Though that was not the only rough reaction as Anya's hands had been laid flat on the boys torso, they balled up a tiny bit and she drew her hands towards her and dug her nails into Bells skin a little bit and left a few claw marks on his chest and stomach as she came without pause.

Bell quickly followed behind Anya, the tightness of her snatch was beyond words and Bell could last not a minute more, blowing his load inside of the brown haired Cat Person for the second time that night, stuffing Anya to the very brim with the thick white substance. Though despite his last load for the night being shot straight into Anya's womb, Bell still continued to lick at Syrs pussy without giving her a second to rest.

Syr grinded her crotch up against Bell's face and she leaned forward a little bit and placed her hands on the boy's chest as she grinded her hips even harder up against the boy's face. She started to climax a few seconds later, hearing the other two reaching their own peaks of pleasure the grey haired girl followed along. She whispered the boy's name under her breath several times over as she orgasmed and panted significantly as she rubbed her pussy up against the boy's face, coating it in a fresh layer of girlish love liquids.

All three reached their own heights only a few seconds apart from each other, falling over together as everything slowly died down as some time was granted for them to calm down. Anya leaned forward and so did Syr, the two leaned up against each other and their hands had even at some point found their way together and they had their fingers interlocked and placed down on the boy's chest.

The two stayed sitting where they were for a few minutes, their bodies twitching and spasming every now and then as they calmed down from their highs. Syr was the first one to really move, which was no surprise as she was still the one more accustomed to the white haired boy compared to the Cat Person sitting in Bell's lap. She swung her one leg over to the side and took a seat on the edge of the bed as moaned softly and squirmed in place a little bit. Anya moved a full minute later, she pushed herself upwards and Syr watched with a small smile on her face as she lifted her body up enough so that the white haired boy slipped out from inside of her sweet slit. As she did, there were a couple thick globs of Bells cum that slipped out of her pussy, the brown haired feline's hands moved to her crotch and covered herself to keep and more from spilling out of her.

It was so warm, not only did it warm her insides, it warmed her heart. Being so loved, given that attention and affection was so much for Anya that her heart had gushed and she felt quicker than a tower of cards standing in the wind. Anya held her arms close to her body and covered her crotch as she sat on the bed with a very pleased expression on her face.

By the time the two girls each recovered and realized it, the white haired boy was sleeping, having tried his hardest to satisfy both Syr and Anya and doing so until Bell had no more to give and promptly fell asleep. It was far from disappointing, it was understandable, neither of them could blame the boy for falling asleep with such a sweet innocent smile on his face after all the hard backbreaking work that had been put into the love making. The two leaned in a little bit, inspecting the boy and as they did as if some higher power was speaking through Bell the white haired boy muttered out both of their names, Syr first and followed by Anya's a few seconds later. Both of which were followed by a slightly wider smile on the boy's face.

"Seems that Bell reached his limit for the night~handling two people took its toll and made him all sleepy~I bet anything Bell is going to sleep like a baby." Syr stated sweetly, as she whispered those words she got into her position by Bell's side, she wrapped her arms around his torso and pulled herself in close and rested her head on his chest. Anya sat up after having recovered enough to do so, she started to reach over towards her loose shirt in order to take it, cover up and leave. Syr put a quick stop to that.

She pulled Anya back into the bed and explained to her, in a surprisingly calm and collected way, that the brown haired girl was a part of things from that point onwards, if she so wished of course. Neither Syr nor Bell were going to strongarm anyone into doing anything, there could be some slight shoves of encouragement along the way though nothing that could be considered really wrong. Still, it did not particularly bother Anya, she did like the idea of being able to do even more stuff with the boy, experiencing those pleasures again, even if she did have to share them with the grey haired girl. She was satisfied with what she had been given and that in itself would have been enough, though she was even more pleased to hear that she was free to steal a kiss from Bell at any time, even on the lips. Which had Anya very excited, though in the very back and depths of her mind she needed to make certain that she didn't abuse that privilege, too much at least.

With that peaceful thought in her mind, Anya laid her head down and focused on falling asleep, she wrapped her arms around the boy's one arm and pulled herself in nice and close, her tail went and wrapped around Bell's wrist even as she smiled slightly and purred softly. Syr fell asleep listening to the boy's steady heartbeat and the soft mewling of a cat in the middle of the midnight.

One floor below, directly under where the boys bed was positioned in the attic one more waitress was left staring blank faced towards the ceiling. Covers kicked off and lay discarded on the floor as all the young women wore a loose white shirt and a pair of soaked panties.

'What have I done…?' Lunoire asked herself, though she knew the answer herself she was thinking it over, thinking, kind of hoping, that it was all some silly dream and that she would wake up and laugh. Though that did not happen, she was awake, wide awake, the people in the attic above her had made certain of that as their noises prevented her from getting a wink of sleep.

'Good Goddess Demeter….what have I done…?' Lunoire questioned herself again, almost hearing faintly in her one ear her Goddess respond while wearing an innocent as ever smile, 'you touched yourself child.'.

Which was the truth in its whole, there was no dancing around it by any means, no twisting as she did earlier in her head to rationalize and explain away taking a second sneaky peek into the bathroom through the small crack between the door and its frame.

Still she blamed it on them, if they had kept it down she would have not been so hot and bothered and pushed into touching herself to seek some self release. She had even managed to nearly fall asleep peacefully as the noises started, earlier than expected though still it stopped all the same and Lunoire was not one to complain. That did not last long, as the noises soon started up all over again as the two started round two of their dirty dance, at least Lunoire had assumed it was two. That was until she heard the meowing of a cat in the mix, letting out some noises that Lunoire had never thought the girl could ever make.

That kept Lunoire for a little while longer, again her hands went between her legs and she fingered herself the entire time that the sounds upstairs carried on relentlessly. She managed to bring herself to a couple of climaxes, each time a mental image taking form in Lunoires mind of what it was she had gotten a quick accidental glimpse of in the bathroom only that morning.

Finally, after for what seemed like centuries the three upstairs in the attic settled down and went to bed, leaving Lunoire in her bed slightly panting and covered in sweat and her own juices. Alone with her thoughts and the gravity of her actions having plenty of time to sink in, she had pleasured herself to the sounds of someone else only a few meters away having passionate sounding sex. The entire time Lunoire had imagined it with her eyes closed, picturing herself in place of Syr or the Cat Person on several occasions throughout her furious masturbation session of self loathing.

In the end, it left Lunoire with a bit of guilt over her actions. 'What would Syr think of me….? What would Anya think of me…?' were both thoughts dancing around in her head, being overshadowed by a more major one 'What would Bell think of me…?' which made Lunoire shiver a little bit as she felt her face heating up.

Eventually Lunoire gave up, unable to come to any other conclusion that at some point, where she could get the boy alone in private she needed to apologize for her actions and come clean about her misdeeds to someone she had grown to know and live with under the same roof. She could not look the boy in the eye otherwise, speak guilt free or ever have a clear conscience again. So she would accept, if the boy was upset, she would take the harsh words she was offered and understand if the boy was disgusted with her. Though for some reason, she found herself doubting that the boy was going to react in such a toxic and violent way.

'I should….I need to apologize…' was the final though in Lunoires mind before drifted off into the land of dreams to join her coworkers, having been brought to a pleasant state for sleep by the white haired boy, even while the boy did not know that, for the time being.