author's note:: hi thanks for waiting for my update! i'm not sure who actually reads my stuff other than aliniel but if youre there, i hope you like m story so far! and aliniel... no eve wasnt faking :p
"That's quite the haul you girls have there!" the merchant whistled as Aisha and Eve returned to the oasis with an entire wagon load of sand piranha at their backs. "And in short order, too! You wouldn't see a bounty like this on an average day, much less a few hours like you two managed!"
"Yes, well, I guess you can say sand fishing is our hobby," Aisha laughed nervously as Eve quietly covered the bullet wounds under the wagon cloth. "So would this work? For all your nature shards?"
"All of them? Hmm," the merchant rubbed his gruff chin in thought as he inspected the entire wagon. "Fish meat IS in higher demand than these El shards that I've been hanging on to…"
"You're not going to find a better deal than this~" Aisha insisted, patting the wagon behind her, "Unless, you prefer us to take all this business elsewhere…"
"Bah don't bother looking for anyone else," the merchant waved dismissively, "I'll buy 'em. Stomach's starting to grumble now that I can smell it. Now where did I put those shards…"
The merchant turned to his cart and began digging through his things. As he did so, Aisha felt a light tap on her shoulder.
"Hmm?" Aisha faced Eve and saw the succubus quietly tapping her lips.
"Again…?" the mage whispered in exasperation.
Eve glanced at the merchant, making sure he was occupied with his search before nodding.
Aisha sighed, looking at the merchant as well before leaning in to give Eve a quick peck on the lips. Though contact was brief, it was enough for the purplette's body to flush red. The succubus's lips were pillowy soft, cool in contrast to the hot desert sun, and Aisha could smell the hint of mint as she drew close and pulled away.
"Found them!" the merchant declared happily as Aisha pulled away from Eve. In his hands was a sizable leather bag. Heavy enough to require two hands to carry and large enough to strap onto one of the girls backs. Aisha inspected the contents as the merchant began unloading his new stock of fish. Four large emerald-colored stones glinted brightly in the hot desert sun.
Satisfied, the two made their way back to the airship terminal at the nearby village.
"I had no idea you could use such advanced weaponry," Aisha commented.
"It comes with my occupation. I have to have means to defend myself, afterall, if clients get a little too excited."
"I see…" the mage trailed off, "Speaking of excitement: I just gave you a kiss before we met with the merchant. Why do you have to ask for another in the middle of the trade?" Aisha said finally once they were beyond earshot.
"Maybe because I like your kisses," Eve replied with a small grin as she watched the mage from the corner of her eye.
"You do?" the mage asked.
Eve giggled but the smile faded as she addressed the issue more seriously, "I feed on lust. Though it goes against my code to insult my clients unless they are specifically into such play, I must mention that your kisses have been… how do I put this lightly... dispassionate."
"D-dispassionate?! What do you mean?! You just said you liked my kisses..." Aisha said, feeling a bit hurt by the comment.
"I never said I didn't like them. They're short, sweet, and innocent, much like yourself. However, I can't draw much lust from those alone. I'd need more of your kisses, more often, if that's all I can get."
"That's not fair Eve… You're a succubus. You're probably used to more advanced kinds of kisses than I ever will be-"
"If you'd like some examples, actually-"
"No! I don't want to hear your stories. Please. Just…" Aisha sighed, "It may be dull or dispassionate for you, but for me… ever since our first - er, second kiss, yesterday, every kiss shared afterwards still makes my heart race."
Eve looked taken aback by her statement and Aisha had to turn her head away in embarrassment.
"Aisha…"
"A-and don't think I've forgotten about how you stole my first kiss the night before!"
"Stealing your first kiss sated me," Eve stated matter-of-factly, "Doesn't that count for anything? If I hadn't done that, I wouldn't be here right now helping you gather your reagents. Your kisses saved my life."
Aisha still looked upset and the succubus pouted at her. Ever since, Eve had been constantly asking for kisses whenever they had a moment alone. And in public, too! Aisha felt as if she would die if anyone caught her smooching another girl!
"How about we count everything we've shared and are going to share as practice? You're saving your real first kiss for the person you love, right? Why not say you're practicing so whoever's lucky enough to receive your kiss will be completely blown away?"
"When you put it like that, I guess it isn't so bad…" Aisha said, tapping her index fingers together in a half-sulk, "Okay, fine. These are only for practice."
Eve smiled, "Then… would you like to practice another one before we enter town?"
"Again?!"
Aisha slammed her dorm room door behind her with a defeated whine, "My classmate definitely caught us kissing!"
"Yes, she did," Eve giggled, setting the bag of el-shards on the ground.
"Don't laugh! Word's definitely going to get out! I'm ruined!"
"She believed me when I said I was from Velder and it was my culture to kiss good friends."
"Only because you're really good at faking a Velder accent! Though… to be honest, it was pretty convincing."
"I've had many clients from Velder."
"I didn't need to know that!" Aisha interjected. She covered her ears in a fluster and flopped face down onto the bed, softly groaning against the mattress. "We seriously need to do something about the constant kissing requests. It's only a matter of time before the wrong people get the wrong idea..."
Eve took a seat next to her mistress, "I offered more examples earlier to help but you were uncomfortable with the topic."
"Advanced kissing… And doing those would mean less frequent need to stop to feed you?" Aisha mumbled into the mattress.
"It depends on my client, of course. But generally speaking, yes."
Just the thought of doing anything more than a brief smooch to the lips made Aisha all fluttery in the stomach. She buried her face against the blanket, "Is there really no other way?"
"There is..." Eve said, averting her eyes and twirling her finger around a lock of silver-hair, "Depending on what we do, it could last me anywhere between half a day to a day without feeling hungry."
"A whole day? Without you going hungry? What do we have to do?" Aisha rolled over, completely for the suggestion. She saw Eve quietly tug at the top of her black one-piece and eyeing her mistress up and down before focusing her golden orbs on Aisha's purple.
"Oh," the mage averted her gaze and quietly flopped on her back.
"I expected as much," Eve replied in a deflated tone as she turned with a sigh.
"Eve… I'm sorry for being a terrible client."
"You're not. Honestly. I know talking about my 'experiences' is distasteful to you, but believe me when I say I've had… horrible clients in the past that proved far worse than a relaxing week with food and board provided for free. Granted, the food is heavily rationed, this is an unexpected and pleasant change of pace."
"You call walking in the hot sun, being forced to lug around heavy equipment relaxing?"
"They're not that heavy," Eve defended, "And besides, you don't know how hot and exhausting my line of work can be."
"If you say so…"
A distant bell chimed and Aisha sat up, groaning as she realized the time. "Dorm inspections are about to start…"
"Dorm inspections?"
"Yeah. It's where the girls in my ward have to stand out in the hall while the inspection teams make sure our rooms are still up to code. It's a good thing I cleaned up your summoning circle, too. Otherwise they'd realize I summoned a succubus."
"How long does that usually take?"
"About an hour per ward. Why?"
Eve fidgeted in her seat, "An hour's… quite a while isn't it?"
Aisha propped herself up on her elbows and tilted her head at her servant. Realizing what the succubus was getting at, Aisha groaned, "Ugh… a kiss won't be enough, will it?"
The silver-haired maiden shook her head. Though she didn't insist on anything further, Aisha could see it in her eyes.
"Fine…" Aisha muttered.
Eve looked up at her.
"An advanced kiss… j-just this once," Aisha stammered, doing her best to avoid looking at her directly.
"Are you sure?" The succubus leaned closer. Although she looked hesitant, there was something else in the visitor's eyes that Aisha couldn't quite recognize.
Aisha's body went rigid as she forced herself to nod, "Yes. But hurry. The inspectors will be knocking at my door any minute."
Eve leaned closer until she was practically hovering over the mage as silver locks fell past her shoulder, grazing Aisha's cheek.
"Then… if you don't mind…"
Naturally, the mage shyly backed away. Not entirely used to the idea of someone pinning her to the bed, Aisha felt a combination of anticipation, anxiousness, and uncertainty, in levels she had never experienced before.
"It's just for practice…! It's just for practice…!" Aisha thought to herself as her mind raced. She wasn't scared… no, far from it, but it was the wandering into new and unknown horizons that made her almost want to stop all of this all together. It was then, as Aisha shrunk deeper and deeper into the bed, that she was able to see a side of Eve that she hadn't noticed before.
Ever since Eve became her servant, the succubus had been very accommodating and considerate of her mistress's feelings. She had never stepped beyond the boundaries Aisha had established and had this air of professionalism to her that made the mage somewhat envious at times. But here, as she stared deeply into Eve's golden eyes, did she finally see… hunger almost completely shrouded in those beautiful orbs. Almost.
Not the hunger of a predator and its prey but one that demanded mutual satisfaction between Eve and whoever she had set her eyes on… and she had her eyes set on Aisha.
The succubus's small chest pressed lightly against Aisha's. Despite the heat, Aisha shivered at the touch. All the while, the purplette found it nearly impossible to pull away from those golden pools.
It beckoned the mage. Teased her. It was a level of seduction only enhanced by the feeling of Eve's warm breath hovering just beyond her reach.
Aisha bit her lip, anxiously waiting for the point of contact. Unable to wait any longer the mage closed the gap, their lips lightly brushing against one another in the most faint contact.
The sensation was soft, sweet, and felt so taboo only making the purplette shiver even more at the touch. She tilted her head upwards, kissing Eve once again. Longer, this time. Enough for Aisha to truly appreciate the feeling of Eve's lips on hers.
Aisha's body lost its rigidness as she relaxed into the kiss. She closed her eyes, Letting Eve's scent wash over her senses. She listened to the soft sounds of their lips meeting again and again as the succubus's taste seemed to rest just beyond her tongue. She wanted it; that flavor that kept pulling away from her right when she could have a taste.
And as if reading her mind, Eve gave it to her.
The succubus slipped her tongue in, pleasantly surprising the mage who was all-too-eager to allow the invasive tongue slide past her lips.
Aisha's mind began to swim in the sensation and she naturally sucked on her servant's tongue before returning the favor, swirling her tongue around the succubus's to get as much of her taste in her as possible.
She was hot. So much so that she was glad that Eve was pushing the hem of her blouse out of the way to cool her down. The succubus's hands traced over Aisha's skin so lightly that it only made her long for more. Slowly, it caressed her belly, up and down, up and down, each repetition traversing just a little bit further upward and a little bit further downward. Minutes ticked by from this teasing touch. Aisha was beginning to shiver and squirm in anticipation. Whatever Eve wanted to do to her, Aisha was okay with, just as long as she could have more of this - more of her.
A gasp escaped Aisha's lips, only to be muffled as Eve continued to probe her with her tongue. Just the sensation of its hot slippery texture in Aisha drove the mage wild. She wondered how it would feel elsewhere. If she was willing to do it elsewhere. Aisha had fantasized about someone doing that to her before… and Eve was here to make her wildest fantasies come true so… maybe… if she asked politely… Eve would-
Someone banged loudly against the door.
"Dorm inspection!" the voice of an old lady declared, pulling Aisha out of her trance.
"Dorm inspection! Open up!" the old lady said again after pounding in the door harder this time.
Out of breath and clothes disheveled, Aisha could only manage a rough squeak, "Coming!"
Eve pulled away, quietly wiping her lips as the mage flew off bed to get the door. Throwing the door open, the two saw an elderly lady, with a large alchemist's hat, fixing her glasses as she looked up at the two.
"L-lady Vapor! You're… you're early!" Aisha said, still out of breath. Aisha fixed her uniform as the alchemist shuffled into her room and looked Eve up and down.
"I'm on time. And you... You're…" the old lady squinted at the guest.
"She's my… friend! From Veld-"
"Don't interrupt me young lady!" Vapor said before turning to Eve, "What are you doing here?!"
Eve stood, straightening her one piece before clearing her throat and bowing, putting on a curt smile. "I'm Eve. Aisha's friend from Velder."
Vapor adjusted her glasses then looked at Aisha then at Eve, again. "Is that so? Well… I'm Vapor. A long time alchemist of Sander's Seven Tower organization."
"I see," Eve replied, maintaining her bow, "It's a pleasure to meet you."
The old alchemist sighed, "Eh… nevermind."
Aisha couldn't help but feel a strong sense of suspicion rising from the alchemist before the old lady gave them a dismissive wave. "Wait outside with the others. I have an inspection to conduct!"
Aisha was glad that the inspectors for the girl's dorms were all female. The room inspections were always time consuming and thorough. From the doorway, the mage could see Vapor digging through Aisha's closet and unfolding several of her intimates just to see if she was hiding any contraband. Many of the other students waited out in the hall, as well, nervously conversing with one another as the team inspectors combed through their rooms.
"H-how are you feeling?" Aisha asked her minion as the succubus sat at the windowsill, quietly scanning the faces filling the hall.
"Better… Sated," Eve responded, pushing the hair behind her cone ear. She leaned closer, speaking in a whisper, "A little upset it had to stop. And you?"
Eve's breath caused Aisha's ear to turn red as the mage stepped away in an attempt to stop her heart from nearly beating out of her own chest.
"I'm… fine!" Aisha stammered.
Eve pulled away, giggling at her mistress's sudden rigidness. "You have sex hair by the way."
"Huh?" the mage blinked.
"Sex hair," the succubus smiled, motioning her hands over her own head, "You know, dishelved? Bed head? Like you just had sex-"
"And who's fault is that?!" Aisha whispered, frantically doing her best to comb the knots off her head with her fingers.
"It was quite exhilarating watching you get into it. I suppose you can say it was my fault for wanting to push it further… Sorry."
"You don't seem sorry at all!" Aisha gave an exasperated sigh, "Whatever. Did you at least get your fill?"
Eve tapped her chin in thought, "A bit, yes."
"Enough for at least half a day?"
Eve cocked a brow at her mistress, "Half a day? No. Far from it. Why do you ask?"
"Far from it…? Ugh, well it's because-"
"Ready to fail your exams tomorrow for the fourth time in a row, loser?" a female voice called.
"Oh El… not now," Aisha sighed, turning away from the source. She faced Eve, doing her best to ignore the incoming annoyance as well as the soft giggles of other students in the hall.
Eve looked past her mistress and slid off the window sill. Though Aisha had told Eve not to do anything drastic, the mage could see her minion tense up as someone invited themselves into their conversation.
"Aisha~ I'm talking to you!"
"I'm aware, Speka. That's why I'm trying to ignore you," Aisha huffed, refusing to look at the dark mage.
"So rude! Oh! It's you, again," Speka said, briefly turning her attention to Eve. She gave the undercover succubus a once over. "I don't think I've caught your name. I'm Speka. Void-sorceress-in-training."
"Eve. I'm Aisha's friend from Velder."
"Ah, a foreigner! I thought so with that Velder accent. Welcome to Sander. I see Aisha here was being inconsiderate and inviting you over at the most studious period of the year. You must be bored hanging around during all this studying."
"On the contrary, Speka, I'm quite enjoying my visit in Sander. Aisha has kept me well entertained despite the busy week."
"So polite!" Speka complimented, turning her attention back on Aisha, "Unlike your host, here. Your hair is messy, by the way," Speka commented, lifting a rogue purple lock and forcing Aisha to bat her hand away in response.
"I know that! What do you want?!" Aisha spat at her angrily. Speka simply crossed her arms, smiling smugly seeing as she got a rise from the High Mage. Her bat familiar simply sat perched on top of her witch's hat. Despite the hostilities between the two mistresses, Eve and Angkor just silently regarded each other with a nod and a wave, respectively.
"Temper! I just wanted to see if you were ready for the practical magics exams over the next few days. Ready to fail, I mean."
"For your information I passed them every single time I took them," Aisha growled, "I practically know all the answers by heart!"
The comment caused another wave of soft giggles from the other, younger students.
"You're not helping your case, Aisha," Speka grinned.
Realizing what she had involuntarily implied, the high mage could do nothing but fume as Speka took her leave.
"Anyways, they should be done with my inspection by now. Good luck tomorrow~" Speka said, waving over her shoulder as she left.
"That stupid-! No good-!" Aisha seethed. She pulled her mage's hood over her face and withheld all the profanities she could think of at her throat.
"Practical magics exam?" she heard Eve ask.
Aisha took a few breaths to calm herself before speaking, "It's a three-day long exam that tests a student's knowledge and aptitude in applying magic in everyday life. It's a requirement that students pass these tests before applying for a promotion."
"And you're certain you'll pass this?"
"I studied really hard… during my first attempt at earning a promotion three years ago. Afterwards… it's sort of been the same," Aisha shrugged, quite ashamed of the fact this was her fourth try.
"Three days…" Eve muttered, quickly realizing the problem in the situation, "The whole day?"
"Half. From after lunch to the evening."
"I see…"
"Will… what we did in our room… be enough?"
Eve leaned against the windowsill, letting out a long, drawn out breath. Her golden eyes rolled up to the ceiling before falling on her mistress as she tried to word her response as gently as possible.
"And I won't be able to see you until the end of the exams for the day, I'm guessing?"
Aisha kicked "Yeah…"
"I can try..." Eve responded, a little too uncharacteristically hesitant for Aisha to be comfortable with. Both of them stood there silently milling over the possible solutions, though it was painfully obvious what the solution was.
It was difficult for Aisha, at least. Glancing at Eve, the succubus seemed to just be waiting for her to come to the predicted conclusion.
"Your room's done!" Vapor announced as she approached Aisha and Eve.
"Oh! Yes!" Aisha said, snapping out of her train of thought, "Nothing out of the ordinary, I assume?"
Vapor scrunched her face before quietly handing the mage a silver goblet she found in her room.
Aisha froze, noting the small disk of dried blood resting at the bottom.
"Try not to leave cups in your room. It's not good for a young lady such as yourself to adopt lazy habits."
Vapor then turned to Eve, adjusting her glasses at the 'friend from Velder'. She opened her mouth to say but held her tongue. Eve tilted her head, questioningly and the old lady quietly shook her head before leaving.
"You haven't aged a day..." the old alchemist sighed.
"Do you think now would be a good time?" Eve asked. Standing at Aisha's balcony, the succubus watched many of the students migrate from their dorms to the city restaurants just beyond the Seven Tower walls.
"We have about thirty minutes until my exam begins… Any later and we'd be rushing it," Aisha said. She sat at the foot end of her bed, her posture stiff as she watched the succubus turn her attention back to her mistress.
"And you're sure you're comfortable with it…?"
"I'm not. But I won't be able to see you until the evening so… I don't really have a choice do I?"
"I can manage if we just do what we did yesterday for half an hour…"
"You think," Aisha added.
"...I think," reluctantly repeated.
The mage sighed, "That's not good enough. I brought you into this mess. I'd feel even worse if I continued to make you suffer. I already said it's okay. You need lust… I can give you lust."
"Just don't touch," Eve added.
Aisha nodded, "Just don't touch."
"As you say…" Eve nodded, stepping to her mistress and bending down to eye level with her.
Aisha turned away, her nerves getting the best of her as she felt Eve's face slowly hover closer to her. They've kissed dozens of times this morning alone, already. She should be used to this by now. But how could she be? Especially after what she proposed she would do to help Eve...
The mage swallowed hard and shut her eyes, turning her head to meet the succubus's lips once more.
Soft, warm lips lightly caressed hers, and she could feel Eve's heat as she hovered over her shoulder. Her silver locks tickled the mage's neck and Aisha pulled away briefly to lay back only to have the succubus follow.
Now on her back, Aisha could feel the bed shift as Eve hung above her, gently pecking her lips as she considerately allowed her mistress to shake off any nerves she was still feeling about the plan.
"It's just for practice… it's just for practice…" Aisha repeated in her head, over and over, her own hands began to explore her own body.
Already dressed in her high mage's uniform, the purplette had to undo her golden ribbon to get to the buttons for her own top. As promised, Eve did nothing to help her and simply let the mage go at her own pace in undressing.
With the first three buttons undone, Aisha cupped her breast through her bra, squeezing it and massaging her mound just the way she liked it. Her fingers brushed over her nipple through the padded cloth several times and with each pass, she could feel the nub stiffen more and more.
A content sigh escaped the mage's lips as Eve noticeably deepened their kiss. Their soft, brief pecks turned heavier and longer.
Still repeating her mantra in her mind, Aisha's thoughts began to wander. If she were to give Eve more lust she had to really get into it. She tried to imagine her fingers belonged to someone else. She imagined a romantic getaway for two. After an evening of wining and dining and strolling along the city streets, she'd retreat with this mystery person to her dorm… And Eve- er, her lover would lay her down. Then she - he would… he would...
She couldn't think like this… not when Eve's hair was tickling her nose. Not when Eve's unique taste hung just beyond her lips.
Aisha wanted to taste her again. The slight sweetness of Eve's lips… she missed it. She wouldn't mind if…
With her free hand, Aisha gently held Eve's head tighter against her lips as the mage tentatively gave Eve her tongue.
Eve obliged, not resisting at all as she opened her lips, inviting Aisha to have as much of her as she wanted.
This was so taboo. The thought of this sex demon giving their mistress anything she wanted was… such a turn-on.
Aisha's other hand wandered lower. It traced its way down her uniform, past the hem of her skirt and back up to the single layer of cloth standing between her fingers and her slit.
She pushed the cloth aside, running her middle finger along the entire length of her womanhood before resting at her favorite spot.
Eve didn't need to know how wet she was. It'd be embarrassing if she found out. It was embarrassing enough as it is just admitting it to herself. But she couldn't help it. She also couldn't help but wonder what Eve's reaction would be knowing how excited she was making her mistress.
The succubus gave a soft, satisfied sigh that tickled Aisha's ear as her minion pulled away from her lips and began to kiss the mage's neck. Aisha gasped, peeking at Eve as she nibbled on the purplette's ear lobe.
Her eyes traveled down Eve's slender frame to her legs straddling Aisha's hips. The mage noticed the succubus's own hand had found its way down between her own legs. Thin pink panties clung to Eve's mid-thigh. Though her fingers had disappeared under the hem of her black one-piece dress, there was little left to imagination as she watched the rhythmic back and forth motion of Eve's hand accompanied by an almost inaudible but distinct sound of fingers entering a tight crevasse.
Eve was touching herself. She was touching herself along with her mistress.
Aisha bit her lip, shutting her eyes as she tentatively gripped the waistband of her white panties. Biting her lip, Aisha slid the thin fabric down, past her bottom to her knees. Adjusting herself, she spread her own legs, her thighs bumping against the back of Eve's and giving herself more direct access to that small pearl that ached for more attention. Her fingers traced more vigorously around the nub, the warmth of Eve's thighs and the slight, rhythmic shaking of her partner's hips as she fingered herself only drove Aisha closer to the edge. The succubus bit at the girl's neck with a playful growl and earned a stifled moan from her mistress in return.
She could feel Eve sucking on her neck and the quickened pace of her fingering. Aisha could clearly hear how wet she was, now. Eve was soaked for her. She could feel the succubus's body stiffen as the demon let out a labored groan.
Eve was cumming. She was cumming in front of Aisha.
Lost in the moment, Aisha brought her lips to Eve's, their tongues dancing fervently around each other as Eve lost strength in her legs and involuntarily fell on top of Aisha.
Not that she cared, at this point. Still feeling Eve's hands between her legs, the mage forcefully took the succubus's still wet fingers and quickly directed it to where Aisha wanted to be touched.
Without missing a beat, Eve obeyed. As if knowing what her mistress's body craved, the succubus firmly rubbed Aisha's nub in small, quick circles.
Faster and faster she rubbed, the slickness of her own juices mixing with the mage and causing Aisha to arc her back as a wave of pleasure coursed through her body.
Aisha came. Hard.
Still locked in a deep, passionate kiss, the mage's hips jolted erratically as her orgasm faded and Eve's fingers slowed in their assault.
Only after Aisha's orgasm subsided did Eve break the kiss, licked her lips, and gave a short, satisfied burp. The succubus pulled her fingers away from Aisha's slit, licking the juices in such a way that drew Aisha's gaze towards the succubus's tongue. As if licking her fingers clean from a hearty meal, Eve paused when she noticed Aisha was watching and the mage turned her head away shyly.
"W-was that good enough for you?" Aisha asked, already in the process of straightening out her sex hair while remaining too embarrassed to look Eve in the eye after her sexual high had all but left her.
Eve's eyes scanned over her mistress's body as the mage gingerly pulled her white panties back into place.
The succubus placed a hand on the mages upper thigh, preventing Aisha from redressing herself and the purplette gasped, feeling her minion's fingers rest dangerously close to her exposed womanhood, again.
"Do you want an honest answer?" Eve smiled, leaning over and resting her forehead against Aisha's, "Or do you want me to lie so we can try again?"
Aisha stared up at her minion's alluring golden orbs. She swallowed hard, seriously considering the latter option before the bell chimed, indicating the end of the lunch period.
Reason came back to the mage and she cleared her throat and shuffled away from Eve while redoing the buttons and ribbon on her uniform.
"I-I have an exam to attend soon!" The mage replied, trying her best to hide her flushed cheeks, "So an honest answer would suffice, thanks!"
She felt the bed shift behind her and Eve's soft giggling tickled her ear. "Then… I honestly cannot wait to taste you, again, tonight."
"T-t-tonight…?" Aisha swallowed. She stood, spinning around as Eve coyly pouted at her. She sat in such a way that drew Aisha's eyes to her hips and long slender legs. Small, pink panties rested idly wrapped around a single thigh.
"Unless… you don't want to?"
"I…" Aisha whispered, watching as Eve idly tugged on the top of her black one piece, teasing the mage with a peak of her small breasts.
The mage shook her head and spun around, making her way to the door. "I'll… I'll only do it if you're hungry!"
She quickly slipped out of her room, slamming the door behind her just as Eve wished her luck on the exam. Aisha leaned against the door, doing her best to calm her beating heart and desperately trying to get her hair back into line.
"It's just to keep her fed," she reminded herself. Aisha took a long, deep breath before clapping her hands on her face to psyke herself up for the day ahead.
"Focus, Aisha! You got a dream to work for!"