Miia’s Mischief

by LamiaStorm8

While watching a certain movie, Miia is made aware of a long forgotten power of lamia: hypnosis. With this new power in mind, Miia hatches a plan to finally win her Darling. But what will happen alonf the way?

5. Chapter 5

(Author's note: I suppose I should have put this in the last chapter, but, oops. I just want to give a warning, the next few chapters will at times get a little more dicey, and may go into some possible triggering/non-con scenarios. I do want to say however, that I intend to offend no one, and I think r*pe or non consensual sex are no joke. That being said, I made a point of always making every scenario I write redeemable and making certain that none of the characters I write become villains. All that in mind, do enjoy.)

Mero was perplexed. Or, perhaps perplexed was not quite the right word, but she could think of none any better.

All her time with Miia had been nothing less than magical. Like a dream, or a fantasy. And yet still, she thought of her erotic, tragic fantasies. Oh, how she dreamed of her Mistress and her Sir sharing her; perhaps even the dear Sir taking her for himself and her dearest Mistress punishing her. The bounds of Mero's mind flooded with ideas. At the same time, Mero was living out another fantasy: living with her Mistress. Marrying her, being hers forever, being together till the end of time. Even though her Mistress was still smitten with their dear Sir, and he with her...it was all just that, a fantasy. Although, there were still those who considered Mero and the others themselves to be fantastical. What limits were there...? There remained a part inside Mero that didn't want to hope.

All this in mind, Mero had been rather surprised when the dear Sir had asked her last night to help him with a favor. He'd mentioned he needed "practice" for Miia. This excited Mero beyond comprehension. It was a fantasy of debauchery and frivolity exactly as she'd wanted all this time; so why then did her heart pang with guilt?

"Alright Sir, what is it that you need from me?" Mero asked, seated beside her pool, hands folded in anticipation.

The dear Sir blushed and rubbed the back of his neck in his usual sheepish manner. "Well, um...if it isn't too awkward or anything, I'd like to...to hold you."

Mero blinked in surprise and confusion. Hold her? That was all? Odd and not quite as lewd as she had suspected, but agreeable. "Of course, if it will help you in any way. Do with me as you wish, Sir." Mero beamed at him.

With a bashful smile, he said, "thanks, Mero. This really means a lot." Carefully, he knelt next to Mero and slid his hand under her tail first, then put his arm around her back.

Blushing, Mero wrapped her arms around his neck, then pulled her face extremely close to his. It had been so long since her Sir had held her, it had been Miia for so long. He was so much warmer than her Mistress, and his muscles were much more toned. In fact, his chest and arms felt much stronger than last he picked her up. Peculiar, she thought. "So, my dear Sir...how exactly is this going to help you?"

Sir blushed, wanting to cover his face in embarrassment but unable. "Well, I..you see.." he stammered, "I need practice. It's gonna be...a surprise."

Suddenly, Mero realized exactly what he meant. "Oh of course! My, you're so wonderful, Sir. Miia truly is lucky to have you." Mero smiled and nuzzled into his chest a little.

Chuckling, Sir said, "oh not really...if she's got any luck, she's lucky to have you, Mero. I don't think I've seen her as happy and carefree as she's been with you."

Mero blushed. "Well...you make her happy too. And I'm the lucky one. I couldn't ask for a better..." Mero paused to make sure she used the right word, "friend, than Miia." Mero lost herself in thought for a moment, simply thinking about her Mistress. Pulling herself back to reality, Mero perked up and said, "now, if help is what you want, what you need to do is..."

Mero helped her dear Sir for a little while longer before he set her down again. This was perfectly fine with Mero, as his warm, toned chest was quite comfortable to hold onto. Not as cushioning as her Mistress's plush chest, but nice nonetheless. Settling back into her wheelchair, Mero noticed that all the movement in Sirs arms had loosened the ties of her top. Before she could tighten them, her Sir drew her attention by sitting next to her and putting a warm hand on her upper tail. Mero blushed, now making eye contact with him. "Y-yes, Sir?"

He bit his lip, somewhat nervous as he said, "I wanted to ask you...about Miia."

Mero blinked. "Oh. Alright. What is it you'd like to ask?"

The Sir's smile faded from his face as he cast his gaze to the floor. "Does...Does Miia still like me?"

Mero couldn't stop herself. As soon as she realized what he had said, she was laughing with mirth.

"Hey!" Sir said, blushing and flustered, "why are you laughing?! I'm serious!"

Mero shook her head. "I don't laugh at you, dearest Sir. I laugh because your question is, if I may say so, rather silly." Mero put her hand atop her Sir's, then pulled his chin up with her other hand to look into her eyes. "One thing that will always be constant with Miia is her love. I can assure you, her love for you has not wavered in all the time I've known her. As long as you keep being you, she'll love you for it. What could make you question that?" Mero raised her brow and gave a baffled but bemused smile.

Sir sighed in relief, but answered hesitantly, "Well...you, Mero." He took a breath before he continued, "I may be a little oblivious, but I'm not stupid, or blind. I see you two all the time. You've been spending so much time with Miia, and you've become so close. It's crazy to think, but..." Sir cast his gaze once more down, unable to look Mero in the eyes, "I can't help but wonder if she's moved on. If I took too long to decide, and now she doesn't even want me."

Mero was stunned to silence. So long had she desired tragedy, and now, one of her friends, her master even, was living a tragedy before her very eyes. In this tragedy however there was no joy to be found. "That's ridiculous." Mero stated bluntly. "As the one spending so much time with Miia, I can tell you without shadow of a doubt she loves you just as much as the day she laid eyes on you."

Sir smiled. Just a bit, but a smile still. "Thanks Mero. But...I still can't even fathom why. Why do any of you girls like me? I've been so caught up in surviving your affections for so long now, I haven't had much a chance to question them. I'm just an average guy, and you're all...fantastic."

Mero took note of his word choice, smiling to herself a bit. "And that is exactly what makes you amazing as well," without even thinking, Mero continued, "you took in each and every one of us, even though it wasn't your responsibility. You saw all of our bodies, our beastly forms, and from the moment you met us have treated us as ladies before liminals. You serve us and your house with honor, pride, and dignity." As she spoke, it was as if a glowing aura appeared around Mero, "Despite all the danger and peril and pain we may put you through, you care for us just the same. No matter how many times you may have nearly been seduced by us, your eyes never leer at any of us. In a house of seven delectabley sexy women, you seemingly have no lustful impulses. Beyond that, you not only care for us out of duty or responsibility, but you care." Mero now took Sir's hand in hers, pulling him closer, "It's clear in your eyes as you cook or clean for us, or take us on walks or shopping. You do all of this because you care. You are perhaps the most genuine person I, or any of us, have ever met. You're nothing short of remarkable, my dear Sir."

Mero almost couldn't believe what she had said. She not only believed the words, but felt them. The disbelief came from the fact she actually said them out loud.

Sir blinked, taken completely aback. "Mero...I...I had no idea you thought that highly of me." He blushed more, but now he seemed to take the compliment in stride. "I really only do what I do because it seems right...it's not all that special."

Mero giggles. Ever the humble man, he was. "And that's exactly what makes it special."

They both laughed for a moment, and as they fell quiet again, Sir said, "Thank you, Mero. That really means a lot to me."

Mero smiled, and now noticed just how close her face was to her Sir's. She could feel the heat radiating from him, and even a comforting aura. Blushing once more, Mero flustered to say, "it's no problem at all, Sir!" Smiling up at him, Mero noticed a petrified expression on her Sir's face as a drop of blood came from his nose. Looking down, she realized her top had completely slipped off, her breasts on full, glorious display. Blushing and floundering to cover herself, Mero stammered in an attempt to make the situation less awkward, "Um, is that, uh, all you needed me for then...?"

Covering his eyes, blushing immensely himself, Sir stammered, "Uh, y-yeah, I think that's all. Oh, well, maybe one more thing." Now composing himself, still covering his eyes, Sir said with a steadier voice, "Since you've been with Miia so much, I haven't seen a lot of you lately either. Would you like to go out together, to a movie or something?"

Mero blushed as she put her top back on. "You mean...alone? The...two of us...?" For some reason, the idea made her heart flutter.

Only now uncovering his face to see Mero once more decent, Sir blinked, then jolted. "Ah, no! I mean, I didn't mean it like that! Uh...I just meant like...some quality time...oh that sounds worse!" Blushing, Sir stood and made his way out of the room, "I'll just...talk to you later...if you want to...thanks again Mero."

Mero giggled, her cheeks burning as her Sir left the room hastily. She figured it was for the best that she be alone now; she couldn't slow her racing heart. What was going on with her?

Mero couldn't make sense of all the thoughts and feelings racing through her mind and her heart. All this time, in all of her Mistress's confusion and turmoil, Mero had never felt wavered in her emotions. Except now.

She felt like she was harpooned on either arm, one being pulled by a speeding boat and the other dragged down with an anchor. Mero's confusion soon turned to frustration as she attempted to make heads or tails of her own mind.

The very thought of her dear Sir made her warm, giving her heart a flutter. But the recollection of her time with Miia made her feel afloat, dizzy with bliss. If Mero could make out only one thing, it was that she now harbored clear feelings for both of them, and yet both feelings were different.

Had her time with her Mistress been a lie? Had she truly been hypnotized into loving Miia? Mero nearly hit herself at such a blasphemous thought; she knew Miia wouldn't have. But now, despite all the love for her Mistress, her heart was being swept in the house Master's charms all over again. Mero knew exactly how Miia felt about her Darling. What would she do if Mero, too, held feelings for him? Would it drive a wedge between them? All thoughts of tragedy or fantasy were far from Mero's mind now as she spun in her own head, the thought of potentially losing both the people she cared most about nearly drowning her.

Sighing, Mero tried to subdue her own negativity. It would not do well to panic herself over feelings she was still unsure of. Mero then slowly made her way down the hall, in search of her Mistress. She felt guilty about her inability to tell her what she was doing, and being so close to her Darling. As she rolled along, casting a melancholy cloud about her, Mero heard from behind her,

"My my, why so blue, pinkie?"

Miia let out a deep, guttural, orgasmic moan into Papi's lips as she kissed and ground on the harpy. Papi's massage, just as Cerea's, led to an intense and passionate session of love making. Despite her petite frame, Miia found a lot of tension in Papi's chest, legs, and butt. Squatting down to jump and leap into the air gave Papi impressive muscles, thus leading to her perky ass. Oh, the harpy's butt was truly a wonder, Miia thought as she gave it a squeeze. Miia curled completely around Papi's small body as she rode out the afterglow of her orgasm, Papi panting from her own. Across the room, Suu had Cerea in a sweating, slimy mess on the floor.

After cleaning themselves up, the girls heard Darling call for dinner. Miia still felt a little uneasy, but her fun with Papi had certainly relieved much of her stress.

As soon as Miia sat at the table, Papi hopped into her lap. Miia decided not to protest as she felt Papi's bubble butt rubbing into her. Wrapping her arms around Papi, Miia nuzzled into her, letting the physical comfort quell her emotions.

When Mero came down the hall, she seemed tired, her head downcast. She sat next to Miia, but didn't look at her. This only made Miia's suspicions stew worse in her.

Dinner went by quietly, and with a palpable tension between Miia, Mero, and Darling. After dinner, everyone dispersed. Papi could tell Miia and Mero were upset, but didn't have any idea how she could help.

Miia didn't know what to do. She couldn't lose Darling, but she couldn't stand the thought of being without Mero either. Falling back onto her bed, Miia sighed. She was at the point it almost hurt to think. Opening her eyes, Miia looked straight up at her ceiling - and saw a note. Using her tail, she pulled the piece of paper off of a sticky web. Miia didn't need to read the initial to know it was from Rachnee. The note instructed her to go to Rachnee's room after dark, ready to pay back Rachnee. Just reading it sent a shiver down Miia's spine, the tone of the note very suggestive. Or perhaps that was just Miia's hopes. But, nevertheless, resolving the issues with Rachnee could help her to feel a little better.

As soon as the sun set, Miia slipped into a new nightgown she had bought, blue rather than her usual pink, and with more fluff and frill to it. She eagerly made her way to the attic, biting her lip the whole way. She couldn't tell why the thought of laying herself before Rachnee and submitting to her sexual whims excited her so much. Reaching the open attic stairs, Miia stopped. She couldn't will herself forward. "Rachnee...?" She whispered up into the darkness.

"Come on, sweetie~" Rachnee called back with a purr.

Even from the the lower floor, Miia could hear the sex dripping out of Rachnee's voice. Now, as if pulled on a string, Miia made her way up the steps, the door closing behind her. With the room pitch black, she couldn't see Rachnee at all, or anything, relying on her sense of smell to get her bearings. "Rachnee...? So, what did you have in mind..?" Miia flickered her tongue, "Rachnee...? Come on, don't scare m-" Before Miia finished she caught a very familiar scent. "Mero!?"

"M-Mistress!" Mero whimpered, as well invisible to Miia.

A light was turned on behind Miia. Spinning around, Miia gasped at the sight before her: Mero, naked, completely bound and blindfolded, held above the ground in a web, contorting her in a vulnerable and sexual position. And behind Mero, gently stroking her hips and giggling with a villainous, sinister look, was Rachnee.

"What are you doing Rachnee!?" Miia spat, rising up on her tail. Unbeknownst to her, her instincts were kicking in, and she was prepared to kill for her mermaid.

Rachnee, unphased by Miia's hostility, just giggled. "This is my compensation. You did something to me I didn't want you too, and you agreed to make it up to me. You obviously wanted me to fuck you," Rachnee gestured to Miia's garb with a scoff, "but I'm not going to do that. This is going to be something you don't want."

Miia felt her throat tighten and all her muscles wind like springs. Her vision almost changed to red as she hissed and snarled. She had no words. She prepared herself to strike, nearly leaping into the air-

"Mistress, wait!" Mero said, desperately, squirming in her bindings, searching for Miia behind her blindfold.

Rachnee gently cut the blindfold off, letting it fall, and allowing Mero to make eye contact with Miia. As soon as Miia's eyes met Mero's cool sapphire, the world ceased. All her muscles relaxed, and her face fell from its snarl. She let herself down, instantly calmed. "Mero..."

Mero sighed, smiling only so slightly as she continued, "Don't be upset Mistress, Rachnee hasn't hurt me. And I...agreed to being tied up. She hadn't yet told me about this part of her plan, but I was willing for everything else so far." Mero seemed conflicted, even in her eyes it was clear; seeing Miia relieved her, and yet she seemed near tears.

Rachnee now walked around to Mero's side, her hand sliding along Mero's back as she did so. "I don't intend to do anything without Mero's permission. I do, after all, want to teach you a lesson, Miia. And I want you to know, I'm not doing this to hurt you."

Miia felt her anger bubble up once more, just a fraction of before, but it soon subsided. Rachnee's voice held no malice. Sighing, Miia nodded in understanding.

Smirking, Rachnee turned to Mero, "So, Mero?" Rachnee whispered into her ear, "What do you say? You can help your Mistress make amends, and you get the privilege of being my Little pet for a while."

Mero whimpered as Rachnee's hot breath brushed her ear, the thoughts making her fins quiver. Biting her lip, Mero said, "I will agree, on one term...I want my Mistress's permission, first."

Miia looked up, somewhat shocked. Mero wanted her express permission, when right in front of her? She truly was devoted to her. How could Miia have ever thought she was trying to seduce Darling behind her back? Those were the conspiracies and suspicions of the old Miia; the jealous, bitter serpent she was. Now, looking into Mero's eyes, she realized just how much the mermaid's love had changed her. With a sigh and a smile creeping onto her lips, she said, "As long as you truly want it, Mero, I'll allow it." Smirking to herself, Miia also figured this was good revenge for Mero having secret meetings with Darling. As she turned to leave, Miia felt chills as she heard Rachnee's laugh.

"Oh my sweet Miia, where do you think you're going?"

Once again, Miia was caught. Webs sliced through the air, binding themselves around her before she had even blinked. Now, however, the bindings were less like they were trying to hold a caged animal, but more intimate. The web's formed a figure eight around her boobs, making them bounce and pop brilliantly, a web even managing to press into Miia's pussy. Miia moaned and growled, the sudden pleasure and shock knocking the wind out of her. She was then spun around to face Mero and Rachnee once again, the latter having the most duplicitous smirk across her lips.

"I'm not evil, Miia." Rachnee giggled, tracing her fingers over Mero's face, then neck, then chest, "not completely anyway." Rachnee elicited a moan from Mero as she flicked her claw across the mermaid's nipple. "I'll let you stay and watch, just to make sure I'm taking good care of your pet."

Once Miia was able to regain her composure, at least to enough of a degree to speak, she looked at Mero, about to protest. However, there was something in Mero's eyes that stopped her; a sparkle, or a shimmer even. This was the perfect situation to satisfy Mero's fetish, and Miia could see her shaking with giddy anticipation of what Rachnee would do. Sighing and settling into her bonds, Miia watched on as Mero lived out her fantasy.

Rachnee gently slid her hands back up Mero's neck, then placed them around her face, teasing every inch of skin her claws touched. Guiding Mero's head, Rachnee then captured the mermaid's lips in a hungry and dominating kiss.

Miia felt a desire to look away, unable to move her head in her bindings. But as Mero moaned and cooed into the dominatrix's hungry lips, Miia felt herself whimper a little. Mero had said she wanted this, and Miia had allowed it. It fit Mero's fetish of tragic betrayal, while also not violating anyone or any relationships. Sighing, Miia resigned herself to watching and grinding against the webs wrapped around her, wanting some pleasure of her own.

When Rachnee finally pulled away from Mero, leaving a trail of hot saliva between their tongues, Mero was panting and gasping heavily, her whole body shaking. "Oh...Miss Rachnee...aaah! I feel-! I feel so- oooh!" Mero arched her back and moaned.

Rachnee giggled, letting her claws trace down Mero's face, neck, then firmly grasp her tits, teasing her nipples. "Do you like your webs, Mero? They were specially made, with a little magical aphrodisiac of sorts, they enhance your pleasure and can make you cum from the slightest stimulus." To demonstrate, Rachnee flicked her thumbs over Mero's nipples, which had her howling in pleasure as an orgasm tore through her.

"Oh, what fun this will be~" Rachnee purred, turning to Miia and giving her a devious smirk as her hand slipped down Mero's belly and to her quivering cooch.

It didn't take long for the bound girls to lose count of their orgasms. And Rachnee loved every sweet second of them.

Once Rachnee had tired herself with Mero, she began weaving a hammock across the room, larger than her usual beds. Climbing onto it, she pulled a few strings, launching Mero and Miia toward her. With quick and precise movements of her fingers, Rachnee laid Mero and Miia down on the web on either side of her. Pulling them yet closer to herself, Rachnee put both girls heads onto her breasts. "Here you are. Are they as good as Cerea's?"

Miia and Mero were both still panting, too exhausted, mentally and physically, to respond.

Rachnee giggled. "You don't have to respond. Wouldn't want to hurt her feelings. Now, I want to talk to you both. A little advice, no return favor needed."

Miia, finally regaining her breath, craned her neck as much as she could in her bonds, looking up into Rachnee's face. "What do you mean, advice...? And, for both of us?" Miia now looked at Mero, who had as well caught her breath and was calming down from the sex. Her expression was pensive, and almost anxious. "Mero?" Miia said softly, "What's wrong?" Miia desperately wished now her hands were free from their bonds so she could pull Mero into a comforting embrace.

Mero didn't answer Miia, her expression just growing more upset now. She too looked up at Rachnee, waiting for her to continue.

Rachnee gently ran her claws through both girls hair, scratching and petting as if they were her little kittens. "I see more in this house than you think. And not only do I see, but I understand. I know you're both a little upset about a couple of different things right now." Rachnee's smirk now sobered, turning more to a gentle smile. "I've watched you two grow together, and fall in love. It's kind of been like watching a really cute soap opera, but with more sex." Rachnee giggled, and the girls couldn't help a smile.

Rachnee continued,"But you're both confused now; I can see it in your eyes. You're upset and you think you might be torn apart from each other. I'll kill you both if you tell anyone I said this, but...I don't want to see that happen to you two. I like you together."

Miia couldn't see it very well in the dark, but with her heat sense she could tell Rachnee was blushing, just a tiny bit.

"So, Miia, I'll start with you." Rachnee turned her attention to the redhead as she spoke now. "You saw what Mero and Honey were up to earlier," this elicited a gasp of shock from Mero and blush from Miia, "but you don't entirely know what they were doing. It's easy to guess what your assumption was, but I'm willing to bet it's wrong." Rachnee now looked at Mero, leaving it for her to explain.

Miia turned to Mero, and for a moment, couldn't find her words. "Mero...I was just walking by, and...I heard you two...then I saw you, and...I thought the worst." Miia cast her gaze down in shame now. "Cerea and Papi both told me I should trust you and Darling. And I do, I trust you both, but...the idea that you were doing that in secret, or even the possibility of you two going behind my back, it...it scared me. I don't want to be that jealous, suspicious snake anymore. But I just...I want to know for certain. What were you two doing?"

Mero blinked, then swallowed. She also seemed to try to collect her thoughts. Then, she smiled. Only a little, tugging at the edges of her lips, but it was there. "Mistress...Miia, I know you. I know sometimes you do jump to conclusions, and sometimes you are a little possessive and protective," this made Miia blush and frown, but Mero continued, "and I love those parts of you just as much as the rest. Your perfection, and your flaws are all you, and I'll always love all of you. As for what we were doing, well..." Mero blushed now, shrinking a little, "our Sir has asked that I keep it a secret. It's a surprise for you. But I can assure you Mistress, there was nothing romantic or sexual happening, and we most certainly were not cheating on you. The entire time, it seemed you were the only thing on his mind. He's as infatuated with you as I am, Miia."

Miia was nearly in tears. She had almost known her suspensions were too far fetched to be real, but to hear it from Mero relieved her all the same. "Thank you, Mero," she said, her voice soft and worn, "that means so much to me to hear you say that."

Rachnee smiled, petting the girls some more as she said, "Now Mero, tell your Mistress what was upsetting you earlier."

Mero blushed now, shrinking back once more. Miia could tell she didn't really want to say whatever it was, but she wanted to help Mero in any way she could. "It's ok Mero. You can say it."

Looking into Miia's vibrant, fiery eyes, Mero took a breath, then exhaled. "I was telling the truth when I said that the intentions of my meeting with our Sir was nothing romantic or sexual," she said slowly, choosing her words carefully, "even still, when I was with him...hugging his chest so closely...being held by him, having his voice in my ear...I cannot deny that my heart longs for him." Mero swallowed roughly, biting her lip and forcing herself to keep eye contact with Miia.

"You...you're in love with Darling, too?" Miia asked, trying to fully grasp what Mero was saying.

Mero shook her head. "Not the way I am with you, Mistress. I love you, and I know I love you, and I always have. But my dear Sir...he makes me feel...different. His body is warmer than yours, and his voice is deeper yet richer...I don't know what I feel about him. I cannot say for sure it is love, because it pales in comparison to the feelings harbored for you, Miia, and yet...there are still feelings. I'm just so unsure..." Mero blushed, then sniffled, blinking away a tear.

Before Miia could formulate a response, Rachnee stepped in. Petting the side of Mero's head and pulling her closer into Rachnee's breasts, the spider woman said, "That is perfectly fine, Mero. It's absolutely ok to not know."

Miia and Mero once more both looked at Rachnee as she continued, "Your heart is complicated. I imagine Miia had a similar conflict when she first felt love for you, and now look at you. You don't have to have all the answers, or even a clue about them. You love Miia, so love her. You have feelings for Honey, so pursue and explore them. See how deep those feelings go. You don't need all the answers right now, or ever. Take me for example," Rachnee now held herself up a bit more, trying to maintain her pride as she said, "when I came here, I knew nothing. Nothing about this country or its people. I took a risk. Then, another, when I decided to live in the house of a handsome, awkward, stranger with six other roommates. I didn't know what would happen then, and it certainly didn't go the way I had originally planned," Rachnee's eyes went dark for a second as she thought of her old plans for Honey, "but, I'd say it worked out pretty well for me in the end." Giggling, Rachnee curled her legs up around the girls and continued to pet their heads.

Mero turned to Miia again, blinking a few times as she processed what Rachnee said. "Thank you, Miss Rachnee. What you said...it does make me feel better. But...I won't feel completely at ease until I ask you something, Mistress."

Miia had a hunch what she was going to say, but simply nodded to Mero.

"Is it...okay?" Mero asked, looking to Miia with pleading eyes, "Are you upset with me? Are you angry that I...I'm falling for your Darling as well? I don't want to push you away from him and I don't want to distance myself from you, I just...want to understand my feelings." Mero bit her lip, closing her eyes, attempting to keep her emotions from getting the better of her.

"Mero," Miia said, "of course I'm not upset. I'm not angry at all, not jealous. Not anymore." Miia leaned forward, wiggling in her bindings so that she could lean her head against Mero's. "All this time, I've been nothing but essentially cheating on you and Darling. I can't be angry at you for liking him too; after all, I should understand best how easy it is to fall for Darling. If you want to explore your feelings, then...I'll help you how I can. I dont want to lose you, or Darling either." Miia nuzzled her head into Mero's as much as the web's would allow her, unknowingly stimulating Rachnee's nipples in the process.

Mero sniffled and laughed, saying, "Oh Mistress...I love you."

Rachnee, stifling a moan, giggled. "Excellent. I think we can say we're even now, Miia."

Looking up, Miia smiled to Rachnee. She paused for a moment before saying, "Rachnee...why? Why'd you do this? What does it benefit you to be a relationship counselor?"

Rachnee scoffed, hiding her blush with her hand. "It's just as I said. I enjoy watching you two, and if anything came between you it would ruin my entertainment. That's all."

Miia smirked to Mero, who returned her mischievous grin. "Oh lady Rachnee," Mero moaned, nuzzling more into Rachnee's bosom, "you're truly a joy. Your presence is far more pleasant than you want us to believe. I'm happy you're a friend."

Rachnee gritted her teeth as she tried to hide her blush. "What are you talking about, Mero?" She had to turn away to keep from looking at the girls sexy smirks, "I never said I was friends with any of you. I helped you cause it's fun for me, that's it. I'm still as mean, lazy, and cynical as I've always been."

Miia now giggled, leaning up, closer to Rachnee's face as she purred, "I don't believe that. When it comes down to it, you love us, and you like to help us when we need it most. There's no shame in being a little softer, Rachnee."

Rachnee now smirked, regaining her dark composure. "Oh, so you think I'm soft, Miia?" Rachnee moved her hand from Miia's head down to her boob, groping it roughly, drawing a sharp moan from Miia.

Mero cooed in erotic appreciation. "Lady Rachnee...I think I'm starting to develop feelings for you as well." Mero looked up at Rachnee with hearts in her eyes while grinding her hips into Rachnee's body.

Rachnee was taken aback, ceasing her massaging of Miia's tit. "My goodness Mero...I think you've been in my webs a little too long. We should all go to sleep before you say anything else ridiculous."

"Yeah, you're probably right." Miia met Rachnee's eyes, hers spinning with colors. "Please go to sleep, Rachnee."

Rachnee was caught completely off guard, all six of her eyes soon being smothered by the colors as she slipped under the spell. Half asleep, she mumbled, "Miiiiiaaa...sss'not fair..." As her eyes dropped shut.

Miia giggled and kissed Rachnee's neck, as high as she could reach. Rachnee fell into a peaceful and happy slumber seconds later.

Smiling, herself feeling very tired, Miia turned to Mero and cooed, "Your turn, my pet."

Mero, nuzzling into Rachnee's bosom and gazing with adoration into Miia's eyes, replied, "yes please, Mistress."

Miia giggled and pressed her lips to Mero's in a deep and loving kiss while her spirals engulfed Mero's eyes, putting her under a trance and to sleep in moments. Purring, Miia nuzzled into her bed mates, then soon fell asleep herself.

"Miia. Miia, wake your sweet, sexy ass up already."

Miia groaned, rubbing her arm over her eyes. As she woke, she realized her arms were free from the webs in which she had fallen asleep. Opening her eyes, Miia looked up to Rachnee, who was smirking down over her.

"Well, good morning beautiful," Rachnee purred with sarcasm.

Miia blushed, shrinking herself up a little, whispering, "Morning Rachnee...you know, you're even more beautiful in the morning light." Miia put on a cheeky smile.

Rachnee scoffed. "Why thank you Miia. But that still doesn't get you off the hook."

Miia blushed. "Sorry...I should have asked, but I didn't think about it soon enough...I promise, all we did was go to sleep though, I didn't do anything to you."

Rachnee rolled her eyes, saying in a stale tone, "You're a jerk, ya know that?"

Miia's smile sunk as she bit her lip. She'd been with Rachnee to make amends for her mistake, and then she had just made another.

Rachnee shook her head and smiled, "But you aren't a bitch." Rachnee pulled Miia's head to her, kissing her read head gently. "Don't worry about it. It felt good, and...I trust you."

Miia gasped quietly, then looked back up to Rachnee in shock.

Blushing, Rachnee looked away with a noise of disgust. "Don't make a big deal about it, okay? It's just this once."

Miia giggled, purring as she nuzzled into Rachnee. Opening her eyes, Miia saw Mero next to her, still asleep. "Shall we wake Mero and go get some breakfast?"

Rachnee laughed. "More like lunch. But you gotta wake her up, she's too far under your spell."

Miia giggled, recalling Mero's adorably pleading look when she put her to sleep. "Wake up, Mero," Miia cooed, nuzzling her head into Mero's, "come on, my Little Mermaid." Miia leaned in and kissed her, caressing Mero's face as she pulled her mermaid deeper into the kiss.

With a moan, and slowly reciprocating the kiss, Mero woke. Once Miia pulled away from her lips, Mero blinked and groaned, "mmmorning...Mistress. Why'd you stop?" Mero raised a brow, discontent with the short kiss.

Miia giggled and caressed her cheek, "No time for more kisses sweetie, we gotta get up."

"Don't forget," Rachnee chimed in, having been silently enjoying the show, "you've got a date with Honey. Oh, assuming your Mistress will let you go."

Miia was confused, but not concerned. She could talk to Darling about it after they ate; her stomach was screaming at her.

Rachnee gave both the girls an oversized shirt to wear and they all trudged to the kitchen, tired, lethargic, and hungry. Everyone else was milling about the house, and the trio got a puzzled glance from Cerea. For Rachnee to look and behave in such lackadaisical ways was normal, but Miia and Mero to be so out of energy as well was unusual.

Miia attempted to make a sandwich, but Rachnee quickly stole the bread from her and took to making them herself, Miia too tired to protest.

Together, they all sat down at the table, hair all in messes and knots, their shirts drooping off their shoulders, and silently ate peanut butter sandwiches. Once they were done, Miia and Mero appeared rejuvenated as they took off to the bathroom to clean up, dragging a still groggy Rachnee with them.

While they soaked in the bath, they assumed a line formation to brush each other's hair. "Good Lord, Mero," Rachnee said in exasperation, "how long is your hair?" As it had become warm in the water, Mero's hair had lost its curl, and extended out longer than her body.

Mero giggled and blushed. "I'm not sure, really. We mermaids rarely cut our hair."

Miia giggled as well as she brushed Rachnee's hair. "Have you ever considered growing yours out, Rachnee? It's so soft and smooth...I'm a little jealous."

Rachnee smirked, flicking her claws through her hair with confidence. "Well, that's because my hair is made up partially of my webs."

Miia stopped, her brush in the middle of Rachnee's hair. "...seriously?"

Rachnee laughed at Miia's disbelief, "Seriously. It was discovered recently; with the exchange bill, the first ever arachne autopsy was done, and they analyzed her hair. The same proteins that make up our webs are what strengthen out shells, and the excess comes out in our hair, making it stronger and silkier. No product needed."

Miia pouted in envy. With her reptilian DNA, it was hard for her to keep her hair moisturized, and it took a lot of time to make it as vibrant as she did. For Rachnee to have smooth hair built into her... Her temper bubbling, Miia decided to change the subject, "I think you'd look good with longer hair, Rachnee. You should try it sometime."

Rachnee took a lock of her hair between two of her fingers, looking at it and replied, "Ya really think so?"

"Oh yes!" Mero chimed in, "You would be so gorgeous with longer hair, Rachnee. And with your weaving abilities, it could be so elegantly braided."

Rachnee blushed a bit more, smiling, hoping neither of the other girls could see her. "Well then, if you really think so, perhaps I will grow it out."

After they had all managed their hair, they sat back in the tub and relaxed, both Miia and Mero opting to lean into Rachnee's chest as a head rest. Eyes closed as she soaked in the heat and comfort of both the water and her companions, Miia sighed. "Rachnee?" She said quietly, nuzzling into the spider woman's bodacious breast.

"Yes, Miia?" Rachnee had her arms around both women, gently playing with a few strands of Miia's hair between her fingers. She was normally adverse to the heat, and the water was beginning to get to her, yet she couldn't bring herself to leave the two gorgeous, naked ladies clinging to her.

"Are we friends now?" Miia now looked up into Rachnee's eyes, almost pleading in her tone of inquiry.

Rachnee blinked. Her face was flushed completely red from the heat, which helped hide her slight blush. Thinking for a moment, Rachnee sighed, then rolled her eyes. "I suppose...but you know the rules, nobody can know about it. Or else I'll steal Mero from you. For good next time."

Mero tried, and failed, to keep herself from looking eager and excited at the idea of Rachnee, the dark and malicious seductress stealing her away from her Mistress!

Miia giggled. "Oh come on Rachnee, have I spilled any of your secrets? I still haven't told a soul about how tender and sweet you were to hold and comfort me on that cold, dark night." Miia looked to Mero and smirked as she mock gasped, "oh no! It looks like a soul knows now..."

Rachnee growled, but before she could think of a witty comeback, Miia moved.

Swimming now in front of Rachnee, Miia leaned forward and into her breasts, pressing her face up in between Rachnee's tits. "Perhaps I could make it up to you in another way, so you won't steal away my precious pet..." Miia purred in a husky and sensual voice as her tongue slid between her lips and down toward Rachnee's nipple...

Blushing more, her eyes going wide, Rachnee began to feel very dizzy; she didn't know if it was from the heat or Miia. Quickly pulling herself out of the bath, she scrambled away from Miia, and fanned herself with her hands. "Sheesh Miia, how the hell are you still horny?!"

Miia smirked and leaned on the edge of the tub, her chin on her hand and boobs pressed up in a delectable display as she said, "Oh, I dunno, maybe it's because I was tied up all night, watching you Fuck my beautiful pet while I couldn't even relieve myself."

"Not to mention," Mero chimed in, now leaning onto Miia, pressing herself into her Mistress, "you're so beautiful, lady Rachnera. So dark and yet so tantalizingly sexy...it's really not that hard to understand how Miia could be so aroused in your presence."

Mero and Miia both batted their eyelashes, smiling at Rachnee with such horribly teasing grins.

With her eyes practically spinning, Rachnee groaned, then stomped out of the bathroom, calling behind her, "If it weren't so Damn hot in here, I'd have you both tied up and begging for mercy!" With that, she slammed the door. It wasn't two seconds later that Mero and Miia burst into laughter, hanging off each other as they fell into hysterics.

Once they finished soaking and dried off, Miia and Mero parted with a kiss to get dressed. Miia slid into a casual yet sexy skirt and tied off belly shirt. Flickering her tongue out, Miia realised that the shirt was actually one of Darling's. Smiling, she tied it a little higher to emphasize her breasts, then headed down to find Darling himself. Entering the kitchen, Miia found her Darling, chopping vegetables and humming to himself. Miia smirked, silently slithering behind him, then placed her hands around his eyes and pressed herself up against him.

"Oh, hey Miia. How are you?" Darling said without missing a beat.

Miia blinked. "How did you know it was me?" She let her arms fall off his eyes and onto his shoulder.

Darling laughed as he ceased his chopping. "Well, by this point, I've gotten to know you girls pretty well. Your hands weren't webbed, slimy, feathered, or shelled, so that narrows it down to you or Cerea. And your tits didn't break my back when you leaned against me, so..." Darling chuckled, then blushed. "Oh no! I didn't mean to say that out loud! I meant, um, your hands are colder!" He flustered.

Miia giggled, "oh Darling." She pulled him into a hug, pressing her chest up against his. "You really shouldn't compare girls breasts...ya know I'm self conscious of my size, since Rachnee and Cerea and Lala are all bigger than me..." Miia pouted, pushing her lip out as she nuzzled up to Darling.

Blushing and stammering, Darling said, "I-I didn't mean to! Y-ya know, I actually really uh actually um..."

"Yyyeeeesss?" Miia hissed, drawing closer to her Darling's face.

Blushing and closing his eyes in embarrassment, Darling whispered, "...I prefer your size of boobs..."

Miia took a moment to truly process, but once her brain clicked back into place, she blushed, biting her lip as she grinned. "Oh Darling...are you trying to sweet talk me?" She purred, placing her head against Darling's, now wrapping her tail around his legs and bringing their bodies even closer together.

"N-now why would I do that, Miia...?" Darling stammered, looking up to avoid eye contact or looking at Miia's cleavage.

Miia giggled, leaning in as she licked her lips, ready to wrap them around Darling's and-

"Oh! Excuse me, I hope I'm not...interrupting..."

Miia, blushing, whipped away from Darling as he did the same. Miia looked to the doorway to see Mero, sitting with her hands folded in front of her face, attempting to hide her giggling. Miia's eyes widened as she growled lightly, only making Mero laugh harder. "I'm sorry Miia, sir...I heard you talking and didn't realize you wanted privacy."

"No no, it's fine Mero! Did you need something?" Darling said, covering his own face as he feigned normality.

Mero shrugged, "Oh, no, nothing in particular. I was just saying hello." Mero smiled her sweet and beautiful smile, which normally would make Miia swell with happiness, but now, it teased her.

Now, Miia and Darling both finally truly looked at Mero, and noticed her attire. Mero wore a mid-thigh length red and pale blue floral dress, the red lace of the bust beautifully showed off Mero's breasts. It was a dress that could have been worn for a nice Sunday brunch, or the prelude to a hot night in the bedroom. Miia's jaw dropped. "Dammit Mero!" She whined, pouting and throwing her arms into a grumpy fold. "Stop being cuter than me!"

Mero blushed, giggling a little more as she once again covered her mouth. "Oh, really Miia...I'm not cuter than you. Your beauty is unrivalled, in my opinion. And I think our Dear Sir would agree with that..." Mero blushed as she met Darling's eyes, who was blushing and total flustered now.

"O-oh, um, that reminds me!" Darling stammered, opting just to look at the floor as he said, "Miia, I was going to take Mero to the movies today and thought I'd invite you as well. Since, ya know, we brought Mero on our date the other day, I thought it only fair I take you both this time too." Darling smiled and rubbed his neck sheepishly.

Miia smiled in return, about to say yes, but then looked at Mero. "Actually, Darling," she said slowly, but retaining her smile, "I think you should just go with Mero. Get some quality time with her; I'm just in the mood to stay in today." Behind Darling, who looked quite puzzled, Mero was beaming with disbelief at Miia, eyes filled with with love. Silently, Mero mouthed, "thank you," to Miia.

With a sigh, but a good hearted smile, Darling said, "alrighty then Miia. I guess...I'll see you when I get home. Mero, are you ready to go?"

Mero smiled with all the brightness she could and responded, "Yes Sir!"

Darling gave Miia a hug, then began pushing Mero's chair to the door. "So, Mero, would you like to see a tragedy?"

Mero tapped her chin and hummed, "Actually, Dearest...I think I want a happy movie."

Darling laughed and nodded. "You got it."

Miia scoffed and shook her head with a smile as the pair left. "Dearest..." She repeated under her breath, "now she's just copying me."

Miia went about getting herself a snack, then sat in the living room to watch tv. As soon as she did, she heard the door bell ring. Groaning, Miia peeled herself off the coach and made her way to the door, only to be toppled over by a brown and yellow blur. "Hey!" She hollered as she careened to the floor.

"I'm terribly sorry, Miia!" Cerea hollered back as she made it to the door. Straightening herself and fixing her hair, Cerea took a breath before opening the door. "Hello, Tanner."

"Wow. Hey, Cerea," Tanner said with a blush. He stood outside the door, apparently in work out attire, and Miia now noticed Cerea was as well dressed to exercise. Miia smirked, as from her spot on the floor, she could still see Tanner's eyes lingering on the strained sports bra stretched over Cerea's mammoth mammaries.

Blushing, Cerea put a hand to her mouth, "Oh, I'm sorry. Is this not appropriate for the gym...? I simply assumed, since you said-"

"No, no!" Tanner said with a chuckle, holding his hands up, "It's perfectly fine! I was simply ill prepared; you look just as ravishing in exercise attire as you do in a ball gown. You are truly stunning."

Cerea blushed and Miia watched her ears flicked in her adorable nervous manner. "W-well, thank you," she stammered, "shall we be off then?"

Holding his arm out for her, Tanner said with a smirk, "Yes, we shall."

Turning back, Cerea waved to Miia, "My apologies again Miia! I shall see you later!" With that, the door was closed again.

Miia chuckled as she pulled herself up. If nothing else, it was so gratifying and entertaining to see Cerea flustered and fawning over a boy other than Darling. Not that Tanner was anything less than Prince charming in his own way.

Once again, Miia sat on the couch, relaxing back into the cushions. As soon as the remote touched her hand, the door bell rang again, this time in obnoxious succession. Growling and grumbling obscenities, Miia made it to the door, and making sure there was no oncoming traffic this time, she opened it. "Miss Smith? What do you want?"

Smith lowered her glasses and raised a brow at Miia, "Sounds like someone's a little grumpy today. Is Mister Darling around?"

"No, he's gone to the movies."

"Oh well," Smith sighed as she waved to the van behind her, "I have a favor to ask of you girls while he's away."

Out of the van hopped Lilith, who pranced over to the door with her usual mischievous air. "Hiya sweetness~" she purred with a wave of her fingers to Miia.

With a nervous smile, Miia waved back. "So you want me to...babysit?"

Smith nodded, "Exactly! Both their homestays are out of town on business; ironically, both the trouble maker's house masters work together. They should be back tomorrow morning, but with their repeat offence records, I can't let them stay home alone. There's no place in the city better suited to handle a lot of monster girls, especially ones as rowdy as these two." Smith smiled her usual obnoxious grin.

Miia groaned and rolled her eyes, then cocked her head. "Wait, two?"

Smith turned behind her back to the van, looking for someone, "Oh come on out of there! I thought you of all people would love this!"

Miia watched the open van door as she heard someone grumble from inside, then slowly step out. Black shoes hit the pavement, a green tail curled tightly around the pant clad legs. Magnificent green wings were tucked closely to their back, as she rubbed her arm, sheepishly trying to hide her face in her short blonde hair.

"Draco?" Miia said with shock. It had been a while since she'd seen the Dragon-Newt, but more surprising was how drastically different her attitude seemed to be from last time.

"I'll be back to pick them up tomorrow, have fun!" Smith waved as she quickly got into her car, "You two, behave! And thank Mister Darling for me!"

Miia held up her hand to protest, but Smith was already gone. Groaning, Miia opened the door and ushered the two in, "Come on, get inside."

Skipping past Miia, Lilith asked, "Is Mistress Rachnee here?"

Miia nodded, disinterested, "She's where she always is."

Lilith smirked and scampered off up stairs. Leaving Miia and Draco alone in the foyer.

Draco rubbed her arm as she looked around the house nervously.

Miia bit her lip and rolled her eyes. Slithering to the couch, she sat down, pulling her entire body over to herself. Patting the seat next to her, she said, "Come on. Sit down. Wanna...watch something..?" She made somewhat awkward eye contact with Draco.

Blushing, Draco nodded, then sat down next to Miia, trying to keep her own eyes forward or down, away from Miia.

As she idly flipped through channels, Miia decided the uncomfortable silence was unbearable. "So, Draco...how have you been?"

Draco jumped a little when Miia said her name, her eyes shifting back and forth, from Miia then to the floor as she responded, "Oh, um...I've been fine." Taking a deep breath Draco managed to make steady eye contact with Miia and put an inkling of a smile on her lips, "How are you, Miia? You're looking great."

Miia blushed, then cleared her throat. "I-I've been well, thanks..." She now turned back to the tv. Perhaps the silence was better.

Blushing, now even more flustered, Draco fumbled her words, "Wait, no, I didn't, I wasn't trying to be weird or anything, I just meant, I mean, I wanted to say- uuuugh." Draco groaned, putting her face into her hands, then turned once more back to the tv. Again, the pair were in awkward silence as Miia settled on a nature show about lizards or something.

After a little while, Miia began to feel cold. Hugging her arms around her chest, she shivered as a chill crawled up her spine from her tail. Where had this sudden freeze come from?

"Oh, are you cold?" Draco asked, already taking her jacket off and placing it over Miia's shoulders, "Here. Absolutely ridiculous," she scoffed with a tone of disgust, "doesn't that guy know he needs to keep this place warm for you?"

Miia accepted the jacket and pulled it around herself, but still fixed Draco with a chilling and unamused glare. "Hey, you don't get to bad mouth Darling. He keeps it plenty warm for me normally, the thermostat probably just reset or something. And if I compare your rap sheets, I'd say Darling beats you by a landslide."

Draco set her jaw, maintaining face as she turned from Miia again. "I...I'm..." She whispered something under her breath.

Miia raised a brow, now growing more irritated, "What?" She snapped.

Whimpering like a puppy, Draco bit her lip and forced the words from her lips: "I'm sorry, Miia..."

Miia was taken aback. All the pride and bravado Draco displayed, she didn't take her to be the apology type. Then again, she had apologized once before, with the flowers. Miia had almost forgotten the incident with Liz... Sighing, Miia relaxed her shoulders as Draco continued.

"I really didn't mean to hurt you...I wasn't trying to...I just wanted to get to know you. I've been enamored with you since I first laid eyes on you, and...the whole thing with Liz and the flowers, I was trying to kill two birds with one stone, I guess. I'd been so horrible and annoying to her too, I just figured she deserved an apology the same as you. I wasn't trying to favor one of you over the other, I just wanted...to do right, for once. And then, maybe, at least one of you would give me the time of day..." Draco blushed more, looking into her lap as she hugged her arms around herself, letting her bangs fall over her eyes. Her beautiful, sparkling, amethyst eyes, Miia thought.

Miia felt a pang in her heart. The first time she had met Draco was...rough, to say the least. Since then, she'd harassed Darling a couple times, which certainly wasn't good, and most recently, the debacle with her apology flowers. If Draco had more than one person to apologize to, why wouldn't she give a gesture such as that to them both? She had accepted Draco's apology at the time, so, what would it hurt to accept it once more? Besides, Miia thought with a scoff and a smirk, the Dragon girl looked pretty pathetic curled up and whimpering like that. "Fine," Miia said with a sigh, though far less exasperated now, "I'll accept your apology and consider being your friend on one condition." Miia held one finger up, with a serious expression.

Draco jolted up, eyes wide, "Really?! You'd be...my friend?! I'll do anything, name it!" She pleaded, leaning toward Miia with hands folded.

Miia's grim expression did not shift. "You will not harass, belittle, insult, or attempt to attack my Darling (or anyone else in this house for that matter) ever again. Got it?"

Draco's hopeful expression fell just a little as a nervous sweat beaded on her forehead. She let her head fall once again, then slowly nodded, whispering, "...ok...I promise."

Miia smiled. Though she was stubborn, impetuous, arrogant, prideful, and sometimes rather rude, there was still reason to be found with Draco. And, perhaps even common ground. Miia noticed now that without her jacket, Draco had curled up into herself a little more, and was hugging her arms tightly around her chest. Standing, Miia set Draco's jacket back onto her shoulders, causing her to look up at Miia with confusion. "Wait here," Miia said as she slithered to the closet in the hall. With Draco's eyes following her every movement, Miia pulled the largest blanket out of the closet, then made her way back to Draco. Sitting down as she unfolded the blanket, Miia curled up her coils in a tight bundle around and behind herself on the couch. Throwing the blanket over her shoulders like a shawl, Miia then opened her arm toward Draco, and motioning her head, mumbled, "Get in here. I don't want you getting sick under our care; Darling would die of guilt." Miia blushed a little, a small smile fighting it's way onto her lips.

Draco's blush was greater than Miia had ever seen; with her green scales and red cheeks, she looked like an embarrassed Christmas decoration. Nodding slowly, Draco gulped, then hesitantly slid herself over to Miia. Once close enough, she ducked into Miia's arm and pressed herself up to Miia's side, keeping her hands tucked around her own chest.

Miia, with her smile growing, wrapped her arm around Draco, and as she scooched closer to her still, began to wind her coils around Draco's tail, hips, and legs. Even though she was cold blooded, Draco still felt a little warmer than Miia.

Draco blushed even more intensely, now too flustered to speak or move as she felt Miia's coils begin to wrap around her. It was every level of sensual and sweet as she'd imagined it to be, and yet, she'd never thought Miia would be the one to make a move so bold as this.

Finishing her Coiling of the flushed Dragon, Miia smirked, nuzzling into Draco's head. She did smell very nice, Miia noted. Like sandalwood and lavender. "Now, that'ssss better, right? Comfy and warm, all ssssnuggled up." Miia whispered, her tongue flickering over Draco's ear.

Draco's jaw quivered; how could she, the Dragon-Newt, mightiest of all beasts, be felled so easily!? Simply by a hug! Steeling herself, Draco straightened up a little, then let her tail wag a tiny bit to brush over top of Miia's gently. "Y-yeah...feels great..." Draco, huddled under Miia's arm and against her side, having to look up to make eye contact with Miia; the lamia was only more beautiful from this proximity and angle. Like she was a benevolent and elegant goddess, looking down with favor upon her devotee.

Miia couldn't stop from giggling at Draco's expression; the poor girl looked like she was staring at the greatest thing she'd ever seen, eyes wide with awe. Now seeing them this close and so gentle and vulnerable, Miia truly appreciated the beauty of Draco's eyes. "So," Miia said, turning back to the tv with a blush, "have you talked to Liz much?"

Draco shook her head, downcast once more. "No...not since the flower incident...I think she kinda hates my guts...and I can't blame her."

Miia frowned, rubbing Draco's shoulder, "Hey now," she said, trying to channel as much maternal energy as she could, "don't be like that. You messed up a couple times. But you're really not a bad person, deep down. You just need a little help finding the better you, is all." Miia didn't really know where this wisdom was coming from; perhaps all her time listen to Darling, Cerea, Mero, and Rachnee had finally paid off.

Draco looked up to Miia again, eyes once more pleading and vulnerable, very childlike as she whimpered, "You really think so...?"

Miia nodded with a smirk and a giggle, "Absolutely. You know how I know?"

Draco shook her head.

"Because I wasn't always the best person either." Miia said, her smile not wavering. "I was jealous, and greedy, and arrogant. I did everything for the wrong reasons. But, then I met Darling."

Draco grimaced a bit, making a subtle "tch". A sharp glare from Miia ceased that quickly.

"He didn't just take me in, even thought it wasn't his job to," Miia continued, "he showed me kindness and affection I didn't think was possible. He didn't care that I was part snake, or non human, or seven meters long; he just always treated me like a girl. Even after that, when the other girls arrived, I wasn't very nice. But, over time, and with a little more help," Miia smiled, thinking fondly of her little mermaid, "I let go of all that. I'm not jealous or greedy anymore. Well, most the time," Miia giggled, gently squeezing Draco as she nuzzled her nose to Draco's cheek. "You've already become better by apologizing. You recognized what you did wrong and tried to make up for it. Now you just gotta find that person that can help pull the real, better you all the way out into the light."

Draco once again couldn't speak. She'd never been this close to Miia, or any girl, their entire bodies pressed against each other's. And even closer besides physicality; Miia truly believed there was good to be found in Draco. This is what she was talking about...the kindness of another bringing the best out of you. Draco's mind was becoming overloaded, between her proximity to Miia, Miia's constant beauty, the way she giggled and nuzzled against her, and just how kind and sage her words were. Whimpering, Draco threw her face into her hands, then unintentionally let her face fall into Miia's lap. Once Draco had landed, her cheeks aflame with her blush, she didn't even realize where her head was.

Miia blushed a little, and she was about to say something before her brain hatched a wonderful plan. Making sure she was still covered by the blanket, Miia began to gently pet Draco's head, causing the Dragon to squeak in surprise. Miia smirked, raking her fingers through Draco's short blonde hair, which was extremely well kept, she noted. Going from the peak of her forehead all the way to the nape of her neck, Miia ran her hand along Draco's head, slow and gentle, just as Rachnee did it. After a few minutes, Miia felt a purr like rumble being emitted from Draco, vibrating into her lap. Giggling, Miia was spurred on, now pulling Draco's hair behind her ear, revealing more of her face. As she now rubbed Draco's scaly ear, which elicited another squeak, Miia coiled her tail further up around Draco, now wrapping around her butt, waist, and up to her belly, which was shockingly warm.

"M-M-Miia..." Draco softly moaned. Miia could feel Draco's hot breath on her sensitive underbelly scales as she did.

"Yes, Draco?" Miia purred as she rubbed and tickled around and behind Draco's ear.

"W-w-what are you...doing?" Draco seemed to be having a difficult time getting the words out as she whimpered.

Experimentally, Miia wagged her tail quickly across Draco's belly. Draco jolted and squeaked once again, a much more girly sound than her normal, deeper voice. More importantly though was Miia's unbelievable discovery: the great and mighty Dragon had a ticklish belly. Miia began to laugh in a sinister tone as she licked her lips.

Draco slowly turned her head to look up at Miia as she stammered, "M-Miia...what are you- NAHAHAH!!!"

Miia smirked and couldn't contain a small, evil chuckle. Rapidly, she drug her tail across Draco's belly, which Miia now noticed was quite toned and had rather nice abs. Up and down she went, then side to side, and even swirling her tail tip around Draco's belly button, which made her go crazy.

Draco attempted to thrash her body or to get away from the tormenting tail, but with Miia's coils now wrapped from her ankles to her waist, and even a strong band going around her chest to pin her arms now, she had no room to resist. All she could do was convulse and giggle, unable to form enough words to beg for mercy.

As Miia continued her tickling torture, she sobered up for a moment, seeing just how hard Draco was trying to get away. She was incredibly strong, and it took a lot for Miia to hold her down. Miia was trying her hardest to make certain she didn't actually hurt Draco, and when looking at her face, the smile on Draco's lips seemed so genuine, carefree, and...beautiful, Miia thought.

Finally, after several agonizing minutes (for Draco at least), Miia ceased her tails rubbing and teasing and withdrew it from Draco's shirt, bringing it to rest next to Draco's head. Draco now began to calm down, panting as her body finally stopped shaking. With tears coming down her face and a weak smile, she turned to Miia, and from her position of vulnerability, asked, "W-what was that for...?"

Miia smiled, as innocent and sweet as she could, once more resuming her petting on Draco's head. "Oh, I just wanted to get your blood going a little," she giggled, having learned over the past months how to feign innocence, "you were getting pretty cold, and since I'm cold blooded too, I thought the best way to warm us up would be to get us both a little excited."

Draco, now calmed down and in control of her breathing once more, thought for a moment. "Well, I...don't feel cold anymore. I've just...never been tickled by anyone." She blushed and attempted to hide her face, but Miia's coils kept her still, lying face up toward Miia.

"Really? Never?" Miia inquired curiously.

Draco shook her head.

Miia hummed in thought, "Hmm. Well, I hope your first time was pleasant then," Miia purred with a seductive tone, "it was such and honor to pop your cherry, Draco dear." Miia bat her eyes and poured out the charm as much as she could. Why not have a little fun with the Dragon-Newt?

Draco's eyes went wide as her cheeks burned bright red. Was Miia...flirting with her now!? What about that guy?! Draco was so confused, but as soon as she looked at Miia's sensual and desiring gaze, her smirk seductive and beautiful, Draco melted. She felt herself go completely limp in Miia's grasp. If Miia truly wanted this, Draco would shove down her pride and vanity and let her do what she pleased. She had nothing left to lose at this point.

Miia giggled as she felt Draco go limp in her coils. Was it truly that easy to seduce the mighty Dragon? Miia had planned on using her hypnosis, but now she thought it would be more fun to savor Draco's conscious reactions, at least for a while. "Alright Draco," Miia said, leaning down, almost smothering Draco with her breasts, "let's go take a bath."

As the reptilian pair took off for the bathroom, in the hallway, Lilith gave Rachnee a high five. With pride and an amused smirk, Rachnee spun the thermostat remote in her hand.

Draco's cheeks didn't feel like they would ever stop blushing. She sat in Miia's lap, straddling her body while the lamia washed her back and wings.

"You're so tense, Draco," Miia said with a smirk, "I thought you would have loved this. You do have a crush on me, after all."

Draco jumped a bit, "Y-Yeah, well, it's still embarrassing! I might have imagined something like this, but..."

"Buuut?" Miia croned, leaning into Draco's back, pressing her breasts against Draco's wings, causing her to squeak.

Draco squeezed her eyes shut, "...I don't like being seen naked..."

Miia blinked, pulling off of Draco's back and continuing her gentle scrubbing. "Why not? You're very attractive." Miia now took full notice of Draco's body as she saw it in all its glory; she wasn't just slim and petite, like Papi was (to aid her gliding ability), but she was incredibly toned. Her back, shoulders, abs and legs were all fit and solid, drawing Miia's attention. All the girls she lived with were so soft, supple, and curvy, so to see such a stark difference was refreshing and...arousing, embarrassingly.

Draco seemed to whimper as she leaned further into a fetal position.

Miia blinked and sighed. "You don't have to tell me. I don't want to pry or anything. Come on then," Miia said as she got up, bringing Draco with her tail around the Dragons waist as she slid into the bath. Miia could tell Draco was watching with intent, so she made the simple action as sexy as possible. Setting Draco directly in front of her, she looked into Draco's vibrant eyes with a soft smile.

Draco curled up into a ball, her tail wrapping around her legs and her wings folding over her shoulders, though she didn't break eye contact with Miia. As much as she simply wanted to focus on the wonderful spectacle of a fully nude Miia in front of her, she felt so vulnerable and weak.

Miia softened her smile, turning down the sexuality a bit as she reached forward, pulling a strand of hair from Draco's forehead and behind her ear. "You can relax, Draco. I won't hurt you or anything." Miia could see pain behind Draco's eyes and fear in her stance.

Draco couldn't muster words; she just wanted to keep her thoughts on Miia and away from her memories...

Miia bit her lip. Slowly, she placed her hands on Draco's knees, leaning closer to her. It was clear she needed some kind of distraction, something to lighten her up... "Kiss me."

Draco's eyes flew open, her wings flaring as she jolted back. "What!?" She yelped.

Miia smiled, leaning her head onto Draco's legs now, making herself seem smaller and more vulnerable. "Kiss me. I know you want to. I want us to be friends, so I want to help you resolve your feelings for me. You've probably imagined kissing me countless times, so let's do it."

"What about...your boyfriend?" It took all the control Draco had (which, while being next to naked Miia, wasn't a lot left) to keep any tone of disdain from her voice.

Miia shrugged. "He's currently out on a date with my girlfriend." She smirked, seeing the confusion I'm Draco's eyes.

"Wait...don't tell me...that mermaid!? Now you're dating them both!?" Draco inquired, completely aghast.

Giggling, Miia said, "Oops. That was supposed to be a secret," she put her hands to her mouth in a cutesy school girl manner, "I can trust you not to tell though, can't I, Draco?" Miia winked, then gave a pleading pout.

Draco gulped, then straightened up tall, holding her head high. "Of course you can trust me Miia! I won't tell a soul, I promise!"

Miia smirked at Draco's perfect choice of words. "Well then...just to be sure, I'm certain you're dying to seal that promise...with a kiss." Miia subtly licked her lips, her forked tongue flickering about the warm air not only to entice Draco, but to gauge her reaction through her scent. Miia could tell her efforts were working.

Draco blushed once more. She couldn't deny that she wanted Miia. That she wanted to steal her plush, vibrant, red lips in a hot kiss...gosh Damn, Draco thought, when did Miia become so seductive? Clearing her throat and trying to maintain her blush as she gathered her proud aura and attitude, she put on a weak smirk and said in the most husky of voices she could muster, "Well, I suppose I can't refuse such an enticing offer from such a gorgeous young lady."

Miia felt a shiver go down her spine as Draco gained confidence. Her sexy voice was very sexy indeed, and it had the intended effect on Miia. Smiling, keeping up her appearance as innocent and sweet, Miia gently pushed Draco's legs apart, allowing her to slide closer. Draco, though blushing and almost shivering, didn't offer any resistance, only keeping her eyes locked onto Miia's. Miia made sure to keep her trunk from hitting Draco's pussy, wanting to keep her at ease until the right moment. Slowly, Miia slid her hands off of Draco's legs, then onto her shoulders. "Are you ready?" She purred, sitting in the tub just a bit taller than Draco, allowing the Dragon the pleasure of looking up past Miia's bust onto her visage.

Weakly, shivering with anticipation and anxiety, Draco nodded as her arms slipped around Miia's waist. Draco closed her eyes and craned her neck up, waiting.

Miia smirked as Draco made the most adorable face, nervously leaning up toward her, desperately trying to remain cool. She was certainly cute, but Miia made sure to remind herself that Mero was still cuter. Bringing herself back to the moment and Draco, Miia leaned down and gently met Draco's lips with her own. Letting her arms slide up Draco's shoulders, then to the back of her head, Miia deepened the kiss, turning into it just slightly as she held Draco. Pulling back after just a moment, Miia smiled, "How was that?"

Draco blinked, her head feeling light, but her passion now burning in her chest as she stared with longing into Miia's fiery eyes. "Amazing..." Draco breathed out as she leaned up now, taking control as she reclaimed Miia's lips, dominating them with speed and fervor.

Miia giggled as she kissed Draco again. She was not a very experienced kisser, but she was still good. Not as soft as the other girls, certainly more firm and forceful, but not to a masculine degree, such as Darling. It seemed to Miia that she was becoming some what of a kissing connoisseur. Now, Miia decided it was time to take her plan to the next phase. Opening her eyes, Miia started her spirals and waited for Draco to break the kiss.

Draco melted into Miia's lips; she was so soft, and skilled, Draco couldn't help but be at her mercy. Though she did retain her energy and ferocity in her submission to Miia's superior experience. Pulling back once more to take a breath, Draco opened her eyes again, longing to see Miia's bright amber eyes looking back at her with the same love and adoration Draco felt in her heart. Instead though, as soon as Draco looked upon Miia, her vision was filled with flashing rings of colors which completely consumed her sight and mind. "M...mm...mmmiiiiiaaa...?" Draco moaned, beyond confused as her mind gave way to the power of Miia's hypnosis.

Miia smirked, holding Draco's head up gently as she tilted her own head, watching Draco's helplessly follow. Giggling, Miia flickered her tongue again, hissing, "Yessss, my sssssweet?"

Draco, lacking a mind as strong as her body, fell oh so quickly to Miia's spell, and was now able only to moan and whimper in response. With how good the colors made her feel, Draco felt no reason at all to resist.

Miia smiled and kissed Draco's nose softly as her coils began to wind around the dragon's body. "There's a good girl Draco. Jusssst relaxxxsss. I'll make you feel ssssooo good." Miia watched as the hypnosis fully took Draco's mind and a wide smile grew across her lips. Giggling, Miia leaned back down to once more envelop Draco's lips in a kiss, but then stopped short. She looked deep into Draco's eyes, and even past the spirals could see something in her...Miia couldn't explain it, but she saw...fear. The same fear and pain she had displayed earlier. And then, Miia recalled Rachnee, and the conversation they had had the morning after her seduction. Draco may have wanted Miia, but that didn't mean she wanted this. Miia had gotten lucky that none of her other housemates had any objections or regrets to what she'd done to them, but perhaps Draco would be different...Miia wouldn't risk it.

With a sigh, Miia began to coil around Draco entirely. "Alright Draco. Let's get out of the tub and get you dried off, before you catch a cold." Pulling Draco out of the tub, Miia grabbed a pair of towels. After drying them both off, she wrapped a towel around her chest, then one around her hair. Looking around, Miia grabbed Darling's robe, slipping it over Draco's shoulders to keep her warm.

As Miia exited the bathroom, Draco in tow, she heard the door open downstairs, Darling's voice calling out, "Miia, we're home!"

With a somewhat giddy smile, Miia took Draco to her room, lying the Dragon down on her bed and covering her with a blanket. She would be back for her. Heading downstairs now, Miia met Darling and Mero at the bottom of the steps. "Mero, Darling! How was it?"

Mero smiled, then said with a giggle, "it was wonderful. I never truly appreciated happy ended story telling for what it could be. It was a grand time." Mero's eyes conveyed more than her voice, and Miia could tell how lovingly and longingly she was looking at Darling. Although, Miia felt no jealousy, for as soon as Mero's eyes were turned on her, the look in them only amplified.

"Yeah, I had a great time too," Darling said sheepishly, "I'd almost forgotten just how much fun it can be with you girls one on one. It's rare I get any alone time with any of you. Thanks, Miia." Darling fixed her with his winning smile, making both Miia and Mero melt, on the verge of swooning.

Clearing her throat, Miia said, "I'm glad to hear it. Oh, and by the way," Miia folded her arms, now looking less cheery, "Smith came by while you were gone, asking for a favor. She dropped off Lilith and Draco, so we're hosting them for the night."

"Oh," Darling said with shock, "alright. I suppose that's not a big problem," he sighed, once more irritated with Miss Smith's negligence. Now looking at Miia more closely, he noticed how she was dressed, or, rather not dressed. "Wait, if we have guests...why are you walking around like that?" He now blushed, trying to avert his eyes.

Miia smirked to herself, "Oh, well Draco and I had gotten a little cold, so I thought we could use a hot bath. She's taking a nap in my room right now, anyways. And I hope you don't mind, I lent her your robe, Darling."

Darling seemed concerned, but not about his robe. "You and Draco...took a bath, together? And you were...okay with that?"

Miia blanked for a moment, looking at Darling with confusion. Then, she remembered. "Oh! Right. Of course I was fine with it, it was my idea," she shrugged the notion off, "Draco's really not a bad girl. She just needs to learn a few things, like...how to interact with people. And manners. But she can be really sweet." Miia couldn't stop herself from smiling a little, feeling almost maternal as she defended Draco.

Darling was confused, and a little trepidatious, but he trusted Miia. "Alright then. If you're okay with it...I don't have a problem." Just as he was about to walk away, he noticed Mero, and more particularly, her line of sight. Her eyes were absolutely fixed forward on Miia, with a ruby blush over her face. Following Mero's eye, Darling too felt his face burn as he looked at Miia again.

Miia was about to turn to go back up the stairs when Darling, now covering his eyes and nose in a peculiar way, said, "uh...Miia..." with a shaking hand, he pointed to her chest.

Looking down, Miia now noticed her towel had slipped off of her, leaving not only her breasts, still slick with a sheen of warm moisture, but also everything else on full display. With a sharp squeak, Miia quickly picked her towel up and covered herself, turning away from Darling. Despite how many times the other girls and Darling himself had seen her naked, it still mortified Miia whenever an incident like this occurred.

Quickly slithering up the stairs, Miia made for her room before she could further embarrass herself. Giggling, Mero put her hand on Darling's shoulder and said, "My Dearest, would you mind terribly doing me a favor?"

Once Miia was in the safety of her room, she slid into a t-shirt and a skirt, skipping any under garments; they would only get in the way later. As she was about to lie down and cuddle up to Draco, who's eyes were still spiralling away blissfully, there was a knock on her door. Recognizing it as Mero's, Miia quickly opened it, to then be shocked.

Mero was indeed there, but instead of being in her wheelchair, she was in Darling's arms. Mero held her hand over Darling's eyes, for security it seemed, as he blushed insanely.

Smiling her usual smile, making Miia melt and her tail quiver, Mero said, "I was hoping to spend a little time with you now, Miia. And," she now whispered, "if for nothing more than my own peace of mind, I'd prefer you not be left alone with our house guest."

Miia blushed and shook her head, but still smiled. "I told you, Draco isn't going to hurt me. But, I won't turn you down anyway. Come on." Miia held her arms out, ready to accept Mero.

Mero now uncovered Darling's eyes, and nuzzling into his shoulder one last time, said, "Could you please, Dearest?"

Quickly understanding, Darling leaned forward, passing Mero off to Miia, who held her tenderly, basking in the residual warmth from Darling. "Would you like to join us Darling?" Miia hadn't thought before she spoke, simply acting on her desires; her desire to be near both the people she cared about.

"I wish I could," Darling shrugged, still blushing as he rubbed his arm, "but I've got to get dinner started. It'll take me a bit longer, since we've got two extra people." Darling shivered, clearly not anticipating the work to come, but ready to do it nonetheless.

Miia sighed, "Alright then. Just call if you need any help. Cerea is also out right now, and Papi has been surprisingly quiet all day..."

(In fact, Papi and Suu had snuck out earlier in the day to hang out with Kii)

Darling shrugged and laughed, "well, thanks. Just stay out of trouble you two. And don't hesitate to ask for help from me, either, okay?" Darling's gaze became more serious.

Miia nodded, not worried at all, but still warmed by Darling's chivalry.

Darling now turned to leave, but before he could, Miia took his wrist with her tail. Before he could say anything, Miia pulled him in for a kiss.

With reflexes Miia was unaware of, Darling responded quickly, placing his hand on Miia's shoulder, knocking her off course. Now, instead of her lips landing on Darling's cheek, she leaned in over his shoulder. In an even further unexpected move, Darling leaned into Miia's cheek, placing his lips softly onto her skin, placing the most tender kiss Miia had ever felt there. Miia, now completely flustered and confused, was stunned motionless. This gave Mero the opportunity to learn up from Miia's arms and place a kiss on Darling's cheek now. After a moment of realization, the two jumped back from each other, with Mero giggling. As Miia and Darling looked into each other's eyes, they knew words weren't needed. With a lopsided smile, Darling proceeded downstairs.

Miia sighed as she watched him go, and nearly forgot Mero was in her arms.

Mero pressed herself against Miia, leaning into her ear and whispered, "So, are you going to introduce me to your new friend?"

Miia shivered as Mero's hot breath hit her sensitive ears. "Yes ma'am," she growled back, taking Mero into her room. Slithering under the covers, Miia deposited Mero and herself in the bed on either side of Draco.

Mero leaned on her elbow, looking down at Draco. "She is rather cute, I suppose. In a rugged, handsome sort of way." Mero giggled.

"Yeah..." Miia said, lost in thought as she stared into Draco's spiralling eyes.

"So, what type of bath did you take with her, Mistress?"

Miia looked out to Mero now, seeing an uncharacteristic mischievous and conniving smirk with a raised brow. Blushing, Miia took an indignant tone, "Just a normal bath! I only hypnotized her because she was so stressed." Miia tried to refrain from eye contact with Mero; she was starting to act like Rachnee.

"Oh, Mistress," Mero cooed as she brushed a strand of hair out of Miia's face, "do you really think you can lie to me?" Mero's smirk and tone conveyed an arrogance and air of knowing that she didn't usually possess.

Miia gulped. She wasn't used to seeing Mero like this, and it almost frightened her. But, Mero was right. She couldn't lie to her. Sighing, Miia said, "ok, it was kind of sexual. I was trying to seduce her, and...I kissed her, but as soon as I put her under...She just seemed so scared, I couldn't bring myself to do it. I had begun to be her friend, and I didn't want to do something to her I couldn't undo. Rachnee taught me that lesson well." Miia's tone was soft, somewhat downtrodden, but also laced with sage wisdom and maturity.

Mero nodded. "Alright then Mistress. I understand." Placing her hand on Miia's cheek, she smiled, "you've grown quite a bit, Miia. I couldn't be prouder to be your pet, or girlfriend."

Miia blushed, nuzzling into Mero's hand. "Aww...thanks Mero. But I think you've been a good influence on me."

Before Mero lost herself in Miia's eyes and gave in to her desires, she cleared her throat, looking at Draco again, "so, what are you going to do with her now?"

Miia pouted as Mero broke eye contact; as sexy as she was acting, it seemed she wasn't quite in the mood. Yet. "Well, I suppose I should wake her up. I don't want her to miss dinner." Miia smiled as she ran her fingers through Draco's hair, making her coo lightly. "I'm not sure what I should tell her about the hypnosis yet though..." making a decision, Miia leaned over top of Draco, starting her spirals again. "Wake up Draco. Come on sweetie, come back to me."

Draco's eyes blinked, long and slow, feeling very heavy. Every time her eyes closed, the spirals slowed, until eventually she opened her groggy eyes, devoid of hypnosis. Quickly taking stock of her surroundings, Draco's eyes went wide as she jolted up frantically, her eyes darting between Miia and Mero.

"Calm down!" Miia said gently as she took one of Draco's hands, holding it tenderly, "you're ok Draco, you're just in my room, it's all fine."

Draco soon calmed, hearing Miia's soothing voice. Catching her breath and settling down, she looked at Miia with confusion while casting sidelong glances at Mero. "W-what happened...?" Draco tried to keep any fear from her voice.

Miia smiled brightly, sliding up to Draco's side closer as she cooed, "oh, you fell asleep, sweetie. Don't you remember? I think you overheated, after I kissed you. I dried you off and got you into bed. And don't worry, we haven't done anything else."

"We...?" Draco now turned to Mero, looking somewhat nervous. "Just how long have I been out...?"

"Not very long," Miia pointed to her alarm clock (a pointless item, as she'd never once set an alarm), "not even an hour. And here are your clothes, if you want to get dressed." Miia pulled Draco's clothes onto the bed with her tail, neatly folded and stacked.

Draco hesitantly took her clothes, looking into her lap and blushing. She was not only unsure of what to do, but also wildly nervous. Miia's supposed girlfriend was right next to her, and she'd just made out with Miia. Her nerves aside, Draco reflected on the experience; it was everything she'd wanted. Miia was perfect, exactly as she'd dreamed. But now, her heart was extremely puzzled as she wondered where this had come from in Miia's mind.

Miia noticed just how antsy and afraid Draco still looked, then recalled what she had said in the bath. "Come on, Mero," she said, taking the mermaid's hand, "let's give Draco some privacy so she can get dressed." Miia turned to leave, but was suddenly stopped by Draco's hand atop both hers and Mero's.

"Wait!" Draco blurted, confusing even herself. "I...Would rather not...be alone. I...don't really like being in strange places..." Draco bit her lip and looked down. For a dragon, the mightiest of beasts, to be so fearful and vulnerable...She sickened herself.

Miia smiled, putting her other hand on top of Draco's now. "If that's what you want, we'll stay." Turning away from Draco, and Mero following suit, she said, "go ahead, we won't look." Miia even went so far as to close her eyes as she let herself fall into thought. She could see something in Draco's eyes, and in her behavior...it was as if she was seducing her, without even having to use her hypnosis. Then again, the dragon's heart supposedly belonged to Miia all along. Perhaps she was just over thinking.

Draco was more than confused now. Her heart and stomach churned, and yet...not in an entirely bad way. Miia was being so sweet...and so gentle. Had Miia really taken Draco's comment about being seen naked that seriously? For someone of Miia's more forward nature, Draco didn't think she would. And yet, here she was, staying close to her, for Draco's security, while also politely averting her eyes. Draco almost couldn't believe it. After realizing she was taking a long time thinking, she hastily put her underwear and bra on, but then stopped. Miia had said earlier she was attractive...and she kissed her, too! Perhaps there was a way still to seduce Miia, without force, and, without being completely naked. Leaving her other clothes on the pillow, she said, "Ok, you can look now."

Miia and Mero turned, both a little shocked at Draco's choice, but they knew better than to say anything. Mero now leaned forward to Draco, holding out her hand, and said, "I'm sorry, it seems we haven't properly met. I'm Meroune, but you may call me Mero."

Draco was stunned for a moment, but setting her jaw she extended her arm forward as well. Rather than shaking Mero's hand, Draco leaned forward and gently placed a kiss on the back of Mero's hand, smiling as she looked up at Mero. "Its a pleasure, Mero. A beautiful and radiant woman with a sparkling smile is exactly what Miia deserves. I can see why she likes you." Draco really didn't know what she was saying. The day she'd met Miia at the aquarium, she was going on about how awful this Mero was, but now they were dating? Perplexed though Draco was, she didn't break character. And, she truly did find Mero to be quite a catch. Though, not nearly as much as Miia.

Miia tried desperately to contain her giggling. She knew exactly what Draco was playing at, and decided to let it continue. Compared to how nervous and shy Draco was earlier, this was an interesting twist.

Mero was taken aback, but smiled nonetheless. "Why, thank you very much, Draco. You are rather beautiful yourself. I was under the impression that Miia's relationship with me was a secret." Mero raised a brow to Miia.

Miia, scoffing and waving her hand, said, "Oh please, the only person in this house who doesn't know about us is Darling."

Mero's eyes went a little wider. "Oh...well, um, I think we've been exaggerating his obliviousness..." She mumbled, twiddling her thumbs.

Draco looked between the two awkwardly, clearing her throat as she said, "you don't need to worry Mero. I promise, you can trust me; I won't tell a soul. I know what it means to keep a secret..." Draco blushed and looked into her lap, peaking Mero and Miia's interest.

Shrugging it off, figuring now not the best time to dig into Draco's words, Miia slid closer to her once more, taking a more husky tone as she said, "so Draco," she ran her hand lightly up Draco's arm, "you never got the chance to tell me how much you liked our kiss earlier. I'd love to hear your thoughts." Miia smirked, hovering close to Draco, but keeping their contact to a minimum.

Draco blushed and squeaked, stammering, "W-what are you t-talking about!? R-right in front of Mero?!" Draco tried to keep her eyes from Mero.

Mero, giggling, also slid closer to Draco, gently putting her hand atop the dragon's as she made her voice hot and deeper as well, "Oh, don't worry about me. My relationship with Miia is very open. But please, go on. I'd like to hear as well what you thought of the kiss." Leaning into Draco's ear, Mero whispered, "I'm rather fond of what Miia's lips can do as well."

Draco tried desperately to maintain her composure. She could have never expected anything like this from Miia or any of her compatriots before. Perhaps she was still dreaming...then again, the sensation of both girls rubbing her arms felt real. Gulping, Draco turned to Miia again and forced a smirk onto her face. "Why," she said, taking her usual deep and handsome tone, trying to steady her breath, "it was divine. Everything I'd ever dreamed. Your lips were softer than clouds, and yet you used them with such skill. I was astounded."

Mero smirked amd giggled. "I would entirely agree, Draco." Looking to Miia, Mero smirked and winked. "But what about her tongue? That's my favorite part~" Mero purred, raising a brow to Draco.

Draco's facade crumbled. "T-T-Tongue...!?"

Mero gasped, looking to Miia once more. "My my, Miia! You didn't use tongue? Why, how could you deprive her of such a grand pleasure?"

Miia giggled, fixing Draco with a hungry smirk. "Well, I didn't want to overwhelm her with all the good stuff at once. If you want, Draco, I'd be happy to demonstrate further my abilities to you." Miia leaned forward again, blowing a kiss to Draco.

Draco shivered, her cheeks burning. What the hell was happening!? Draco could have never fathomed this wonderful and torturous of a situation in all of her fantasies of Miia. Unable to break eye contact with Miia now, held in place by some invisible force, Draco whimpered. "I...I...yes please...if, if Mero is okay with it...?" Draco looked nervously to Mero, hoping to receive her permission. Draco knew how fiercely Miia cared for those she loved, and if she loved Mero now, it would do best for Draco to show her as much respect as possible.

Mero's smile softened, turning from seductive and predatory to happily surprised and warm. "Well, of course. If I can stay and watch," she giggled, winking. Draco seemed so meek, nervous, and even gentle now. What had made her so different from back then?

Draco gulped and nodded in affirmation to Mero, now turning back to Miia. As Miia slid further forward, her eyes locked onto Draco's, Draco felt her anxiety melting. Miia, the woman of her dreams, the angel that had haunted her thoughts for so long, was going to kiss her. Letting a tiny smile break on her lips, Draco let her guard completely fall as Miia's lips hit hers, eyes fluttering shut as she moaned into the softness of Miia. Draco let her free hand slip up onto Miia's shoulder as Miia laced her fingers with Draco's other hand. If she was in a dream, Draco hoped to never wake.

As Miia turned into the kiss, she opened her mouth, letting her tongue slither gently forward. Draco hesitantly opened her lips, accepting Miia's tongue in with a whimper. Miia giggled a bit as she slowly let her tongue wander, wiggling against Draco's, making sure not to spook her. Once she was certain Draco had acclimated, she coiled her long tongue around Draco's a few times, making her squirm. Before either had realised it, Miia had slid into Draco's lap, both of their bodies pressed to each other's as tightly as they could be.

Finally, Miia relinquished Draco's tongue and pulled back with a gasp. Smirking, she looked down at Draco, licking her lips.

Draco was panting and gasping, blinking rapidly as she stared into Miia's eyes, lost in her lustful joy. "Miia...oh my...your tongue is..."

Before Draco could find her words, Mero chimed in, "Its magical, isn't it?"

Draco shivered, nodding, never breaking eye contact with Miia. Just as she leaned up to reclaim Miias lips, all their attention was drawn by Darling's voice calling out, "Dinner's ready everyone!"

Draco felt a growl of frustration rising in her chest. She was stopped before spitting any obscenities by a cool finger on her chin. Her eyes were drawn back to Miia's as the lamia purred, "Don't worry. We can continue after we eat. Okay?" Miia smiled, letting her hand roam up and down Draco's back and neck.

Shivering, Draco nodded, her anger subsiding quickly. "O-okay..."

Miia handed the rest of Draco's clothes to her, and she quickly put them on. Taking Mero into her arms, Miia wrapped her tail around Draco's hand as they headed down to the dinner table. As the girls sat down, everyone else soon came to the table. Papi and Suu were back, as well as fairly dirty, Papi's hair and feathers riddled with leaves and sticks, while Cerea had also returned and was fresh out of the bath, her hair still wet. Rachnee and Lilith sat together, both their faces red from exertion, everyone at the table knowing well what that were doing.

Darling came to the table, his arms piled with dishes of steaming food. Tempura, ramen, miso soup, and a variety of other foods all laid out, teasing all of the girls with their tantalising aromas. "Sorry, I didn't know what you two would like," Darling blushed and smiled as he looked at Draco and Lilith, "I hope you enjoy. I want any guests in my house to feel at home. Dig in, ladies."

Miia smiled at Darling's usual kindness as she reached for a plate, then noticed Draco. The Dragon just stared, seemingly dumbfounded. Miia knew exactly why; Draco was shocked by Darling's cheery generosity and enormous heart. Nudging her elbow, Miia gave Draco a knowing smile, causing her to blush and frantically gather her plate. As everyone began eating, Darling spoke once again, saying, "I'm sorry I wasn't here when you arrived, Draco, Lilith. I've got no problem hosting you for a little while, i just wish miss Smith would let me know ahead of time..." he sighed lightly, but soon resumed his friendly smile.

"W-well," Draco said, trying not to blush, "thanks for, uh, having us...and for the food...it's pretty good.." Draco whispered as she popped another tempura in her mouth.

Lilith nodded in agreement, her mouth full already.

Darling chuckled, "you're very welcome. Just let me know if there's anything you need, or anything I can do to make you more comfortable."

Draco looked puzzled as she stared at her plate for a moment, then continued to eat. The rest of the dinner went by quietly, albeit just a touch awkwardly. After everything was cleaned, Miia went to pick up Mero, but was stopped by Darling's hand on her shoulder. "Hey, Miia can I talk to you for a second?"

Beaming, Miia grinned and chirped, "Sure Darling!" Turning back to Mero and Draco, she said, "Draco, can you carry Mero up to my room please? I'll be up there soon. Just entertain yourselves without me," Miia gave a suggestive wink before she turned to follow Darling into the kitchen. "What's up, Darling?" Miia purred as she leaned against the counter, teasing Darling as much as possible.

Darling fixed Miia with an entirely serious gaze. "Miia, are you completely certain you can trust Draco? I'm not sure I'm comfortable with her sleeping in your room..."

Miia stood up straight now, sensing the tone of Darling's voice. Slithering closer to him, she replied, "Yes, I am. What she did before...I can't excuse it, but I'm certain that it was nothing more than a mistake. I've moved past it. I'm positive she won't do anything to harm me or anyone else. She really is quite a sweetheart." Miia smiled now, putting her hands on Darling's to sooth him.

Sighing, Darling dropped his head a bit. "Alright then...I trust you, and your judgement, but...I just can't stand the idea of anything happening to the wom-" Darling stopped himself, blushing as he cleared his throat, "to you or anyone else."

Miia smirked. "What were you going to say Darling? I didn't quite get that."

Blushing more, Darling appeared nervous now, "Nothing! I said what I meant."

Miia leaned closer, running her finger up Darling's stomach and chest. Damn, he was feeling fit lately. "Daaarlliiinggg~ Tell me the truth~" Miia purred in his ear.

Shivering, Darling finally broke. "I was going to say...I couldn't let anything happen to...the woman I love..." covering his mouth and looking away, Darling's blush burned hotter.

Miia now blushed some, but maintained her seductive air. "Aww, Darling!" She giggled, kissing his cheek gently. "I adore how much you care for me, but you don't need to worry. I'm going to be fine, I promise you. And if it makes you feel any better, Mero will be there with me all night too."

Darling flinched and shivered as Miia pressed herself up to him. "A-Alright then...I trust your judgement, Miia...I mean, she really didn't seem that bad at dinner, and if Mero will be there..."

Kissing Darling's cheek once more, Miia hummed happily, "Glad to put your concerns to rest. I'm sorry I won't be spending much time with you tonight, but I promise, tomorrow I'm all yours Darling." Miia couldn't keep a bit of a moan out of her voice as she said that.

Nervous now even more, Darling finally smiled. "Well, I guess I can look forward to that then..." slowly, with unease, Darling leaned in and planted a soft kiss on Miia's cheek now, making her blush, "don't keep your guest waiting now," he said teasingly.

It took every ounce of will Miia had to tear herself away from Darling's warm side. Her time with him would come soon enough, she thought, but for now, she had a horny and nervous Dragon to meet.

Telling Darling a tender goodnight, Miia raced upstairs and into her room. As slow and quiet as possible, she opened the door, hoping to find Mero and Draco engaged in lewd actions. Miia grinned at her luck as she saw Mero lying on the bed, pinned down and straddled by Draco as the Dragon girl kissed and sucked on Mero's neck, making the sweetest, cutest moans and mewls come from the mermaid.

With a smirk, Miia silently entered the room, closing the door. She snuck behind Draco, then leaned her head in next to Draco's ear and whispered, "that looks like fun."

Draco's wings and limbs flailed as she jumped, propelling her into the ceiling with a rough impact. Groaning, she fell back down onto the bed, Miia and Mero rushing to her and picking her up, holding her gently. "Oh my gosh, Draco," Miia said concern and worry filling her voice now as she gently checked Draco's head for a bruise, "I am so so sorry, I didn't think you would be that startled."

"Draco, can you speak? Please say something." Mero said, taking Draco's hand.

Her eyes now fluttering back open, Draco muttered, "ow...that stings..."

Miia and Mero both sighed with just a bit of relief. "How bad is it?" Miia asked, once more checking Draco's head for injury.

"Not too bad," Draco said, putting her own hand on her skull now, wincing just a bit, "I've had plenty worse. I should be fine."

Miia smiled now, using her coils to pull Draco into a more comfortable position on her lap. "Stay lying down for a bit."

Draco nodded as much as she could, her eyes half closed. Her legs and tail curled up a bit, prompting Mero to pull the blanket over the three of them, the mermaid snuggling up next to Draco while holding her hand. "Hey, Miia..?" Draco asked, her voice weak, but seemingly less timid now.

"Yes, Draco?" Miia asked with a smile, gently petting Draco's hair.

With a sigh and a half laugh, Draco said, "Can we skip the sexy stuff for a while?"

Miia nodded, "of course. Whenever you're feeling better."

"Well," Draco began, furrowing her brow, "it's not just that." After a puzzled look from Miia, Draco idly used her free hand to rub her own head as she elaborated, "It's not like I haven't dreamt of doing this with you...I've wanted it so bad...but...I never thought it would actually happen. Not like this. I never would have expected anything like this from you. It feels...like I never really knew you at all."

Miia frowned. On some level, Draco was entirely correct. The two never really did know each other, on any level, and whatever preconceived notions Draco may have had about Miia must have been torn asunder this afternoon. "So," Miia began with a soft smile, "how about we spend the rest of the night really getting to know each other then?"

Draco smiled now, perhaps the most genuine smile she'd displayed all day, Miia thought. "I'd love that, Miia..." Draco whispered, now putting her hand on Miia's as she looked up, losing herself in Miia's fiery amber eyes. The eyes of the woman she loved. Or perhaps, she only thought she loved...