Hello everyone~ so whatcha think so far? Did you laugh? Did you cry? Did you share the tale with your family? I hope not because that'd be weird. Anyways, here's another chapter! Like the previous chapter this story is for mature audiences so shield your eyes those of you who aren't supposed to be here! And if you like it tell me!

Quite a bit has changed since Aisha's private show for Eve at the tavern. The Void Princess was still subject to the Nasod's wandering eyes whenever there was a break in combat—if anything, more often than ever. Not that she minded, though. Ever since that blistering first day in Lanox, enduring the heat was much more bearable now that Aisha had something fun to do rather than think about when their next water break would be. And as much as she wanted to deny it, the mage was indeed having quite a bit of fun with it.

No longer annoyed or angry upon catching Eve in the act of stealing a glance at her, Aisha took it upon her mischievous self to give the Nasod as much eye candy as it was safe to do so without the others noticing. Whether it be "idly" running her hands from her neck down to her belly to "wipe off the sweat", or bending over just a little more to let the hem of her already short skirt climb its way further up her legs, she did so feigning ignorance for the golden eyes that drank in every curve of her lithe body.

Aisha would be lying if she didn't like the attention. The innocent flirting had long since disappeared between her and Elsword years ago and it was refreshing seeing that hint of chaste denial from Eve who seemed completely adamant, when being "caught", that it was just a passing glance. Aisha wasn't blind, though. She could see it. Despite the stoic poker-face the Nasod held, Aisha could see it in the way Eve's breath quickened and how she'd clumsily lose awareness of her surroundings. There was no denying the sense of lust the otherwise unemotional woman felt for the mage.

It was adorable. It was innocent. It made the mage feel wanted in that forbidden sort of way. If she kept this going, then surely their campaign in this literal hell hole would be over before she knew it.


A week passed. The culling of the demon-infested mines within Lanox's volcano proved to be much more difficult than the El Search Party had forseen. It was a daily clash of control over the complexed tunneling network that only seemed to grow hotter and more complexed the deeper they delved in search of the legendary blacksmith.

Day in they would enter the mines stocked with jugs of water and cooling shards to abate the heat, day out would the weary adventurers emerge covered in soot and sweat. Even Eve, with her superior cooling systems, would leave the mines with locks of hair matting her dirt-covered face.

"I hate this place!" Aisha cried, as she laid in bed thrashing her arms and legs about in a mini tantrum, "I hate it! I hate it! I hate it!"

The sound of trickling water could be heard opposite of the two-person room she was in.

"I know, I know," Elsword replied as he sat at her bedside, idly tracing a rune onto Aisha's belly.

"This is all your fault!" the purple mage pointed an accusatory finger towards her bat familiar who's tiny wings hugged his fat body defensively.

"My fault? How's it my fault?!"

"If you hadn't banned me from studying other magic I would've had the ability to control the elements! I would've had it snowing in this room! We'd be all nice and cool and not hot and miserable whenever a cooling shard is used up!"

"I wasn't the one who abandoned her study of magic for the pursuit of greater power," Angkor whistled.

"You tricked me!"

"Enough," Elsword sighed, activating the tiny ice rune on Aisha's belly, sending her a quick rush of cold throughout her body, "You two don't have to argue over the same issue on a nightly basis, you know. It gets old quick."

He stood, slinging the towel over his shoulder, "Anyways, I'm going to the hot springs, again. You sure you don't want to come along, Aisha? It really helps relax your muscles after a long day."

"Again, I'd rather take a cold shower," she replied, "I'm not sweating in a pool of hot water after spending the whole day sweating in a hot mine."

"Alright," Elsword grumbled, an air of disappointment heavy in his voice.

"Els…" Aisha sat up, pouting at him, "Not today. Maybe… next time? It's kind of hard to really get in the mood to do anything especially—"

"Nah, don't worry about it. I get you. But the offer's always up if you ever feel like it," Elsword said with a smile.

The red-head left the room, shutting the door behind him, leaving Aisha and her familiar to sit quietly in the room. The muffled squeak of a faucet shutting off the sound of running water could be heard through the wooden door.

"You're being unfair to him, you know," Angkor whispered.

"Yeah, I know," Aisha sighed, "He does a lot for my sake. It's sweet of him, really. And this game of ours is getting old."

"Then why don't you join him?"

"Because!" Aisha blurted out suddenly before quickly quieting down, "Because… it's just weird."

Angkor tilted his head, "How so?"

"We've been playing this game for years already. I think we passed the point where actually getting to the next level would be weird for both of us."

"That's a stupid excuse," Angkor snorted.

"You think so?"

"Obviously. He's still trying. You're the one making it weird."

Aisha's eyes fell to the glowing white rune of ice traced on her belly. Its temporary rush of cold faded as the magical inscription melted away.

"Maybe you're right… But if we move to the next level then that means all my little project would end."

"Weren't you just saying how old this game was getting?"

"Not with Elsword—" Aisha stopped herself, feeling she said too much.

Angkor raised an eyebrow, "Oh?"

"Forget I said anything," Aisha waved it off dismissively.

The bat flew closer to her, eyes searching her for an answer, "Are you… seeing someone else?"

Aisha burst out laughing, "What? No! Of course not!"

"Then this project you mentioned?"

The door clicked open and her roommate stepped in with a towel wrapped over her body and another towel rolled over her hair. Her two drones escorted her in and shut the door behind her.

"Shower's open," Eve stated in her usual flat tone.

Aisha quickly slid off her bed and gathered her own towel. "Ugh, finally!" she said loudly, "I'm gonna have a nice, long, shower, have something good to eat, then flop on the bed and sleep!"

"Angkor," Eve turned to the bat as she gripped the towel wrapped around her, "Out."

"You have no need for concern of prying eyes, Queen of Nasods," Angkor announced with an authoritative tone befitting of a God of Darkness, "Like your drones, I am merely here to watch over my ward and—"

The two drones cut him off as they squeezed the bat's fat form between themselves as they showed him the door.

"Out," was Eve commanded, not having any of his excuses.

Aisha chuckled lightly as she watched her familiar struggle to wrestle his way back into the room. The white drone shut the door behind them as the sound of Angkor's struggles faded down the hall.

With the bat gone, Eve was finally able to resume quietly changing into her sleepwear on her side of the room.

The mage began peeling off layers of her combat suit, leaving the purple garments on a messy pile on the floor. She undid the clasp of her top and glanced over her shoulder at the Nasod who was kneeling down at the foot of her own bed, digging out her pajamas from their shared travelpack. Smiling to herself and with her back turned to Eve, Aisha covered herself with the towel before pulling the purple top off and letting it fall to the floor. She unzipped the skirt, and let the cloth slide down her leg before thumbing the elastic of her light pink underwear.

She paused briefly, quietly listening to the rustle of a bag behind her until the shuffling subtly died out and she was certain she had the undivided attention of a certain white-haired voyeur. Slowly, the mage slid off her panties, bending over and taking extra care to make sure the towel wrapped around her would reveal just enough skin without giving those golden eyes what they longed to see.

The thin pink cloth flopped lazily on the floor and Aisha's hands traveled back up her leg, bringing up the hem of the towel just enough to tease her audience once more before tracing the rest of their way up to remove the ties that undid her two pigtails.

With a shake of her head to let down her locks, Aisha looked over her shoulder once more just in time to catch Eve turning her head downward, locking her eyes with the mess of clean clothes packed in their bag.

The mage noted the tight grip the Nasod had on the simple nightgown as she held it over her chest; the quickened breath as she subtly tried to calm herself down. Aisha loved it. To be able to push her buttons so easily, and to drive her Nasod friend crazy like she used to with Elsword… how she missed this sensation.

"Off to the shower," Aisha said, with a coy lilt to her voice.

"Will you be gone long?" was Eve's question.

"After today's venture in those soot-covered mines? Most definitely."

The purple mage opened the door and glanced down the second story hall just above the tavern they were staying in. Laughter from dozens of patrons could be heard in the first floor. It may have been quiet during the daytime but the El Search Party quickly learned just how loud and active the tavern could get once the miners returned from their day job. It was a wonder anyone was able to get any sleep in this establishment, but given that this place was the only area with twenty-four hour heat mitigating El shards, this was easily the most comfortable option.

Save for a certain bat sitting at the railway at the top of the stairs, the coast was clear. Angkor, flanked by Eve's two drones, spotted his ward peeking outside. The God of Darkness gave her a passive, if not a bit lonely, wave at the girl and Aisha returned the gesture with a dismissive turn of her head. She quickly padded across the hall in nothing but her towel to the waiting bathroom door right in front of her own room.

The shower room wasn't anything remarkable: a square cubicle of stone with a bath curtain that separated the shower from the toilet and sink. But it wasn't anything Aisha wasn't used to. A life of adventuring had stripped her of the need of a personal shower long ago.

Hanging up her towel she turned the single valve, causing magically cooled water poured over her. Her body tensed at the sudden rush of cold but willed herself to endure it for the sake of washing off all the dirt and grime caked on her hair. She could feel goosebumps all over her body as she scrubbed off all the dirt but it didn't take long for her body to acclimate to the cold. With a content sigh, Aisha turned her head upwards, letting the cold drops cascade down her slender frame.

"I could stay here forever," she thought as she idly reached for the shampoo.

Her hands found nothing, however and she glanced down at where the soap rack had often been kept only to find it absent. Eve must have brought it in after she got out of the shower.

With an annoyed grunt, Aisha called after her roommate.

"Eve? Can you hand me the soap rack, please?" her voice echoed in the stone but a roar of laughter from the patrons downstairs easily drowned her out.

"Eve?" she shouted louder this time, just as the bar erupted in that same old miner song Aisha had been forced to listen to for the past week.

The mage shut off the water, grumbling to herself as she threw on her towel and made her way back to her room, stopping only once to hastily glance down the hall and pushing her way into her room.

"Eve? Where'd you put the soap? It's not in the—"

Aisha lost her ability to speak as she stood there, mouth agape at the scene before her.

Eve was sitting on her bed, still wrapped in her towel, clutching something in her hand - some kind of pink fabric. Eve held the object tightly against her chest upon Aisha's sudden appearance in a poor attempt to conceal it while her free hand was quite clearly wedged in between her legs.

They stared at each other, each equally shocked as the other. Reason and purpose seemed to reach the mage first as her eyes quickly scanned the floor for the soap rack which she quietly picked up before sliding out of the room, shutting the door behind her without another word.

She dipped back into the bathroom and, in one quick motion, pulled the curtain shut before turning the valve and letting the cold water snap her out of her shocked state.

Only when her body was able to re-acclimate to the burst of cold was she finally able to sort out what just happened: she had just caught Eve touching herself!

"And what was she doing with my underwear?!" Aisha thought wildly, though it didn't take a genius to figure that out, either.

Her initial response was disgust. Why, of all people, was Eve doing such degenerative things? With her underwear, as well! What did this mean? How should she go about confronting Eve about all of this? Should she even acknowledge it at all? Should she let it slide and pretend she didn't see anything? She didn't know how to feel or how to react. The idea of such a high and mighty queen caving in to the most primal desires, especially towards her was… well, it was flattering to say the least.

Aisha was in no position to blame her. She knew this and resigned to getting the rest of the shower over with as she began to soap her body clean.

Her disgust melted away as Aisha remembered that she had no one else to blame other than herself. She had been teasing her since Eve's little confession about a week ago, after all, so Aisha brought this upon herself.

What once was disgust turned to mild amusement. It was only fair. She couldn't stay angry at her. Aisha laughed inwardly at herself the strange yet exciting situation she unknowingly stumbled in to. To be able to drive Eve - Ms. I'm-above-human-emotions - to the point of sneaking in these personal sessions while Aisha wasn't looking made this little discovery all the more entertaining.

The mage wondered how embarrassed Eve must be feeling this very moment. She wondered if the Nasod completely stopped after Aisha's unannounced intrusion. She wondered if she was close to getting off on her panties… if she did this every time Aisha disappeared into the showers. She wondered if Eve was touching herself again, this very moment, thinking about her roommate.

Aisha's hand traveled down her belly as she imagined Eve doing exactly that. She imagined her drooling over her underwear as she did so.

"Pervert," she muttered in disgust, though the soft gasp that followed betrayed her words as Aisha's fingers traced along her entrance. At this point even she was unsure who that word was addressed to. She liked this. Just knowing someone was just on the other side of that door thinking about her in such a lewd way brought a shiver of excitement that coursed through her body like the cold water that cascaded over her.

Aisha leaned against the wall, sliding down into a squat as her fingers focused on the tiny nub that ached for attention. Her thighs tightened slightly as little jolts of pleasure rolled up and down her spine. She bit her lower lip as she peeked beyond the curtain towards the closed door across from her.

Aisha imagined Eve, towel long abandoned in a fit of primal heat as she lay in bed vigorously rubbing her slit. She imagined her cumming again and again while thinking of all the dirty things she would do to Aisha if she was ever given the chance. She imagined Eve doing anything and everything with her behind those closed doors. She wondered if it would turn the Nasod on knowing Aisha was getting off to her.

In that moment, she didn't care about what Eve had been doing with her underwear. Aisha relished in the thought of her roommate thinking about her; Eve's fingers penetrating her hot folds as she did so. She wondered how she liked to be touched, whether she prefered the nub like Aisha did or liked the feeling of being filled. At this point Aisha was eager to find out.

The purple mage pressed her fingers harder against her nub, rubbing faster and faster as her petite chest rapidly rose and fell. Her body tensed, toes curling as she felt the wave of her orgasm reach its peak.

Aisha's back arched as she drew in a sharp breath. Her body locked in a fit of bliss while her teeth dug into her lower lip as she whimpered soft, labored gasps. Her fingers rubbing her nub slowed to a gentle circular motion as she rode out the last few waves of her orgasm.

She leaned against the wall once more, a content sigh escaping her lips as she quietly caught her breath. Her fingers traced up and down her slit idly as she stared at the shut door across the hall, a strange sense of longing overcame her as her orgasm faded. She missed this feeling; the idea that someone was attracted to her but was too afraid to take the next step. Satisfied, she clumsily rose to her feet. Her legs felt like jelly after that little loss of self control but she couldn't deny the excitement of it all.

"I guess I can't be angry at her," Aisha thought as she finished up the rest of her shower, "If anything it's just more reason to tease her."

After toweling off, Aisha wrapped the towel around her waist and gathered her things before padding her way back to her room. She paused at the doorway, mentally steeling herself for whatever waited beyond, and pushed the door open. The lantern light resting on top of a nightstand between the two twin-sized beds had been dimmed. A warm incandescent light just bright enough for Aisha to see, filled the room; a stark difference from the blinding brightness of the hallway lanterns.

She shut the door, noting the still figure dressed in her simple black nightgown lying with her back turned on her side of the bed. There weren't any blankets to hide under, not that anyone would need it considering how warm the rooms were, anyways, and because of that, Aisha could clearly see her roommate curled up into a ball of dejection and guilt. Aisha's pair of pink underwear had been set aside in a neat pile with her other laundry, clearly as a form of apology from the Nasod.

"I'm back," Aisha said, maintaining that sing song lilt in her voice.

Eve didn't respond. She knew her roommate wasn't sleeping.

"So," she continued as she searched their shared travel pack at the foot of Eve's bed for her light blue pajamas, "Did you... get up to anything while I was in the shower?"

Aisha swore she saw her roommate curl up into a tighter ball after hearing her ask such a question. Eve was upset.

The fun of the moment evaporated as a sense of remorse filled the mage. Maybe she was being too mean to her?

"Eve?" she called to the Nasod. As expected, she didn't get a response.

Aisha sighed, undoing the towel and pulling on her pajama bottoms. She pulled the top on, leaving it to button later as she moved to sit at her roommate's bedside.

"Eve… about earlier," she began, pausing momentarily as she searched for the right words, "I'm not angry. Really."

She heard shuffling behind her and Aisha glanced at Eve just in time to see her turn her head away. Eve's golden eyes stared into the wall, as if nothing in the world mattered more than the cheap flower-print wallpaper in front of her.

"I was just surprised. That's all," the mage continued, "Everybody does those kinds of things so you shouldn't be ashamed…"

It was clear the Void Princess wasn't getting anywhere with the Nasod. If there was one thing she knew Eve was good at, it was holding a grudge. She had to amend this somehow. She couldn't let the night end on a sour note.

Aisha gave a long drawn out sigh as she chose her words carefully once more, "I did it, too, while I was in the shower."

Golden eyes flicked over towards Aisha if but for a moment before returning their focus to the flower-print. Eve shuffled and the mage could see the subtle tension rise in the white-haired Nasod's body. She had her attention. Eve may not be speaking to her but it was better than nothing.

"I… thought it was nice, having you think of me like that," she continued, "I don't mind. In fact, I like knowing you… touch yourself. It's a side of you I thought I'd never see in my lifetime. It was surprising, but ultimately it's normal and I thought it was cute. So really, you have nothing to be upset about."

Now it was Eve's turn to sigh. The Nasod hugged herself as she turned her face more towards the flat pillow as she mumbled an almost inaudible response.

"But I am upset."

"Why?" Aisha asked, turning more towards the Nasod as she tentatively reached out and rested a hand on Eve's bare shoulder.

She could feel the goosebumps forming on the other girl's skin from the contact. Aisha had nearly forgotten Eve's no-touch policy, but surprisingly she didn't lash back.

"It's just not fair," Eve said with a nearly unnoticeable pout.

"What isn't fair?"

Eve hesitated to answer as clear signs of embarrassment caused the Nasod to squirm uncomfortably as she kept her eyes averted from the Void Princess.

"That you're allowed to flaunt yourself in front of me without letting me enjoy you to the fullest."

"Eve," Aisha smiled, shaking her head, "I just said it was okay for you to touch yourself. I don't mind."

"No!" Eve turned to her, a barely visible flame of frustration in the robo-girl's eyes that caught Aisha by surprise, "When I say 'enjoy you to the fullest' I mean…" the flame in her eyes disappeared as embarrassment took its place once more. She propped herself up on her elbows and averted her gaze from Aisha's.

"I mean… I want more."

The mage's brow furrowed and she tilted her head at the suggestion. More? What more could she offer her other than—

It dawned on her. Like a lightswitch flicking on in her head, she finally understood what Eve meant. It was apparent in her expression. It was embarrassment, sure, but there was something else within those golden pools that longed for something that Aisha was clearly keeping from Eve.

Now it was Aisha's turn to be apprehensive. What Eve was asking for was a little more than Aisha was actively willing to give. How could she when she had been holding out for that special someone? Did it even matter anymore, given how her situation was with Elsword? Would it actually make a difference since it was with a girl? To make things more complicated, it was with another girl! That'd be a detail to leave out in her next diary entry, for sure, if a certain someone got a hold of it.

"Eve… I can't," Aisha dropped her gaze apologetically, "I don't think I'm ready to do that kind of stuff with you. I… It's just that that's where I draw the line. I don't think I'd be comfortable doing it with you."

The sad pout returned and it nearly killed Aisha seeing the look of rejection splayed across her friend's face.

"I don't understand," Eve responded in a dispirited whisper.

"Eve, I'm sorry. I feel sex, for me is a big step. If you want I could just stop teasing you altogether—"

Eve tilted her head, "I wasn't asking for sexual intercourse."

Aisha blinked, "Huh?"

"There is no benefit in two females copulating, after all. Why would I suggest that?"

"Well, I mean there are many reasons why, but that's beside the point! What did you mean by wanting more?"

Eve bit her lower lip as her gaze traveled along the edges of her bed before traveling up Aisha's slender frame, her golden orbs meeting with purple.

"I just wanted to see more of you."

"More of me?"

Aisha's eyes followed the Nasod's gaze as they traveled to the bare chest peeking out from her unbuttoned pajama top. Eve nodded slowly.

Yet another light switch flipped in Aisha's head as she slowly came to grips with what the Nasod was asking from her.

"Is… it wrong for me to look at you?" was Eve's question. If there was any doubt in Aisha's head before she asked, it was all but destroyed at this point.

"That's what Eve was asking for?" Aisha thought as her heart leapt in a mix of adoration and relief.

Aisha sighed, a smile returning to her face as she shook her head. "You mean right now?"

Eve held a clasped hand to her chest as her body seemed to turn shyly inward to herself. "If… if it's not too much to ask."

"Depends," Aisha remarked, leaning a bit closer to Eve, the playful lilt in her voice returning in full, "What do you want to see?"

Eve sat up, now, eyes scanning the mage warily as if expecting this to be some kind of trick. It was, after all, what Aisha had been doing to her the entire week. But as her eyes met with the Void Princess, yet again, Aisha gave her a reassuring nod, enough of an indication that, for once, Eve was in control.

Eve dropped her gaze as she tried to voice her will, "A-all of you."

"Hmm?" Aisha hummed playfully, leaning closer to the Nasod and garnering an annoyed glare from her roommate.

"I want to see all of you," Eve whispered into her ear, letting her hot breath send an opposingly cold chill up and down Aisha's spine.

Aisha's grin widened. Satisfied with her response, the mage said nothing more and stood. She supposed she would humor her request this once. Eve deserved this much, after her back towards the Nasod, she slowly let her pajama top slide off her shoulders, exposing her semi-tanned skin under the orange lantern light.

The top slid off her arms, falling to the floor with a feather-like flop. Holding her position for a moment, she relished in the feeling of Eve's eyes hungrily taking in the sight before her. Still keeping her back towards the Nasod, Aisha's fingers tugged at the elastic of her pajama bottoms. She didn't wear underwear at night. This was apparent when nothing but delicious flesh waited for Eve under the soft cloth. More of her hips were exposed as she pushed the bottoms lower down her legs and she turned to face Eve, an arm playfully covering her chest as she did so. Her other hand held the bottoms teasingly just above the point that covered her womanhood and she held it there, waving her hips from side to side as she allowed her roommate to drink in as much of her exposed body as she could.

Aisha saw Eve's hand wander as she gave her roommate her very own private strip tease. She could see the way her roommate's hand move to her thigh, the way her fingers gripped at her leg as Aisha let the bottoms fall to the ground while her hand tauntingly shielded her womanhood from the Nasod's eyes.

With a turn of her head, Aisha slowly pulled her arm covering her breasts upward, exposing her petite mounds and perked nipples as she ran her free hand through her hair. She gave just enough time for Eve to get a glance of her delicious breasts before Aisha turned her back towards Eve, once more, flicking her hair over her shoulder as she swung her hips in a slow, tantalizing circle.

Aisha's other hand that covered her lower half pulled away, allowing her to use both hands to travel down along her sides, gripping her butt before giving one of her cheeks a playful slap.

She continued gyrating her hips teasingly, letting Eve just barely catch a glimpse of her exposed slit in the dim lantern light while her arms traveled back up to her shoulders and flicked through her hair once more. The entire time she danced, Aisha felt her body beginning to warm up. The same sensation from earlier - the feeling of being lusted after - caused her heart to thump in excitement. She had Eve's undivided attention and she intended to keep it that way until her favorite voyeur had her fill.

The Void Princess glanced over her shoulder after a good minute of dancing in front of her roommate. She was pleasantly surprised to find Eve was completely engrossed in watching Aisha's body while she did little to hide the fingers that had found their way in between the Nasod's legs.

Aisha turned to her, fully, letting her hands trace up and down her slender frame while Eve leaned with her back against the wall, rubbing the damp cloth that separated her fingers from her slit. Aisha's own fingers traveled down to her own nethers, brushing up and down the soft folds as her other free hand massaged her breasts.

To say she was wet would be an understatement. The mage was soaked; to the point her juices were nearly dripping down her inner thighs. Watching Eve masturbate to her body had unleashed another side of Aisha that she didn't know existed. Eve saw all of this and Aisha noted the way the Nasod subconsciously lick her lips at the sight of Aisha's wet fingers playing with her folds.

Eve wanted her. So bad. Just the thought of it sent an excited shiver through the mage's body. Despite what she said earlier - despite knowing in the back of her head that she had made it a thing to save herself for that special someone - Aisha couldn't deny that she wanted Eve, too.

Aisha shook her head. No. She had to have a bit of self-control. Eve said it herself, she didn't want to copulate… or at least she said she didn't. It was clear she didn't understand that sex wasn't purely just for reproduction. But that was beside the point. Eve asked for a show. Aisha was going to give that to her and nothing else—

At least nothing close to actual sex. She wanted to make Eve cum. And she wanted to cum along with her.

Still caught in the heat of the moment, Aisha crawled onto the bed, garnering a curious tilt of the Nasod's head as her fingers idly penetrated her folds through her panties. The purple-haired girl made her way to the foot of the bed, gripping the bed posts as she turned her backside towards Eve.

The mage lowered her head to the mattress, all the while raising her hips up towards the Nasod, exposing herself fully to her roommate as her fingers tastefully spread her folds open for the other to see.

Aisha sighed, letting her fingers slowly poke and prod at her own entrance before letting her middle finger slide into the soaked entrance.

Deeper her finger dove, stopping at nearly the second knuckle as the feeling of her hymen stopped her from pushing any further. Aisha gasped, gently pulling her finger out before letting most of it disappear inside of her once more.

"This is so naughty," Aisha thought as she could feel Eve's eyes drinking in such a lewd display. Yet all it did was turn the purple mage on more knowing she was getting off in front of Eve.

Her finger dipped in and out of her at an agonizingly slow pace. The soft sounds of her wet folds swallowing her finger was all the two could hear in the room. That is, until Aisha heard another haggard breath accompany her.

Turning her head to the side, she saw Eve at the corner of her eye, leaning against the headrest with her legs spread wide. The cloth of her white panties had been pushed aside as two of the Nasod's fingers slid in and out of her at a pace that doubled Aisha's.

Aisha took in the sight behind her. Eve's black nightgown had fallen off her shoulders at this point while the hem had ridden up past her hips. Her free hand squeezed and played with her nipples while the sounds of her own wet folds joined in rhythm with Aisha's.

Eve was so naughty. She was touching herself because of Aisha. Those wet sounds of her own fingers disappearing into her hot slit was because she wanted the mage so much. Aisha could see it in her eyes, the way Eve subconsciously licked her lips hungrily at the sight. She wondered what her tongue must feel like. She wondered if she should ask Eve to give her a lick. She wondered if it was breaking any of her rules if Eve made her cum with her tongue. She wondered if it was okay if the mage returned the favor.

Aisha drove her middle finger into herself faster, letting the pad of her finger rub against the rough patch deep within her slit. It wasn't often that she came like this, but imagining her finger to be Eve's tongue driving itself into her soaking wet hole brought a rush of heat through her hips that her roommate was quick to pick up on.

Aisha watched as the expression of the Nasod changed, her breaths grew more labored and her fingers began to pick up their pace. Aisha followed in kind, her breaths matching Eve's as both of them moaned softly while watching the other play with themselves.

The mage felt her second orgasm coming as the already tight hole gently squeezed her finger, not wanting to let go. In that moment, Aisha caught a glimpse of Eve arching her back, her thighs clamping down on her arm as she gently thrusted her hips forward. The Nasod drove her two fingers deeper into herself as she gave a labored gasp.

Aisha shut her eyes, Eve's own orgasm driving her over the edge as she felt her walls tastefully grip the length of her middle finger. The orgasm that hit her caused her entire body to lock up as the idea of making someone cum just by watching her only intensified the wave of pleasure that rolled up and down her spine.

She continued to cum, letting her finger push and pull its way through the tight grip of her own slit as she rode out the rest of the waves.

Only after her orgasm completely subsided, did Aisha finally lower her hips, letting her finger slide out of her with an uncomfortable moan before collapsing completely on the foot of the bed in a fit of heavy gasps.

She took only a moment to catch her breath and turned towards Eve who was busy licking her own fingers before wiping it along the hem of her nightgown.

Seeing as the she was being watched, Eve averted her eyes, shyly pulling the nightgown straps back over her shoulder to properly cover herself. The Nasod cleared her throat, playing the moment off as if nothing significant had happened but it was dead obvious that she was still catching her breath from the recent orgasm.

Aisha rolled on her back, letting her legs fall open before the Nasod as she gave her a knowing smile.

"Did you enjoy that?" Aisha asked, propping herself up on her shoulders. Eve was trying hard not to let the mage's exposed body draw her eyes, once more. Despite the reserve Eve tried to maintain, the white-haired girl couldn't help but nod in approval.

"Did you?" Eve fired back, still keeping her gaze away from the mage.

Aisha responded by extending her hand towards her roommate, showcasing the fluids of sex that had trickled down her finger and along her arm. "You tell me," she responded, playfully.

Eve snorted at Aisha's response which only caused the mage's grin to widen. Satisfied with the non-answer, the mage rolled off of the foot of the bed, bending down extra low to pick up her loose clothing.

"You don't have to be shy about this, you know," Aisha added as she buttoned her top, "Like I said, it's natural for people to do these things. We're friends, right? If you feel a bit unsatisfied, I'd be happy to help you. Believe me, I had fun, so I don't mind if you want to do it, again."

Aisha looked over her shoulder at the Nasod and had to withhold the urge to laugh. Eve looked as if she were a kid in a candy store.

"Really?" Eve asked.

Aisha giggled as she padded over to her side of the room and rolled onto her own bed. "Really."

"Then…" Eve started, her voice hesitant, "Tomorrow night?"

Aisha smiled as she reached to shut off the lantern.

"It'd be my pleasure."