"Oh, Morgan!"
The royal lad paused in his steps, turning his head to find whoever called out to him.
"Over here, you dolt!"
The prince turned his head to see Severa looking at him somewhat annoyed, standing in front of a couple of boxes.
"Hey, Severa! Need some help?" Morgan greeted and asked politely with his usual chipper tone, already thinking of a reason for her to call out to him.
Something which she confirmed after giving a huff and rolling her eyes. "Of course, now help me bring these boxes to storage for the pegasus knights," She practically ordered, not giving Morgan a chance to decline before she already picked up some of the boxes and was walking away.
The prince quickly did as he was told and picked up the remaining boxes, both because of his helpful nature and also not wanting to risk Severa's ire as he followed her. She led him through the halls, not saying a word and letting silence reign over the two.
It unnerved Morgan a bit, recalling the shopping incident between her and Cynthia a day prior. He wasn't sure they had made up, and he wanted to inquire about it, or even encourage them to do so if they hadn't. But something told him it was probably smarter to give them a bit more time to cool off, otherwise he may just make it worse for them and himself.
The lad followed the bitter pegasus knight as she took a turn into the gardens. It was a beautiful place, especially with the flowers and sculpted shrubbery. Yet Morgan found his sight knowing of that, for as shameful as it was to admit, it was drawn towards the girl in front of him.
He wasn't sure if he was imagining it, but Severa's hips seemed to be swaying quite a bit. Not outlandish or unnatural, yet a noticeable strut was present that sometimes risked the short skirt of her uniform to showcase more than it should. It also didn't help that the parts of her thighs already exposed looked quite…attractive. And even though he did his best to pull his gaze away, he could only manage it for a few seconds before his head tilted down once more, part of him shamefully wishing for a breeze to come by.
"Huh?"
Morgan stopped in his steps just before he bumped into Severa, who had also stopped. He glanced up, finding the reasoning for her halting as they had arrived at their destination. And when he glanced at Severa, she was looking at him expectedly and with a raised brow.
"Well? Aren't you gonna be a well-mannered prince?" She chided, gesturing to the door as she stood out of the way.
It took Morgan a moment to understand her meaning. His eyes briefly widened in realization as he let out a small, "Oh!"
Quickly placing his boxes down, he moved to open the door, holding it open for Severa to walk in. She didn't say thank you, merely giving a small hum as she passed by. It made Morgan feel a bit self-conscious as he went to bring his boxes in, placing them beside where Severa had done for her.
The two walked out together, neither saying anything. Morgan wanted to say something at least, though was unsure of what it could be. As he struggled to think, he felt a soft, slightly wet sensation briefly press against his cheek.
"Mwap~"
Severa pulled her lips away from his cheek with a face almost as red as her hair. Her eyes scrunched slightly as she looked away from his stunned expression.
"Thanks~"
Those were the only words she left him with as she headed off, leaving a stunned and confused Morgan behind as he brought a hand up to the cheek she had pecked and slightly cupped it.
Morgan took a moment to look out into the training field as he saw a couple of soldiers doing some personal training. However just when he was about to head out, he was called to.
"Oh, Morgan! Perfect!"
The lad blinked at the call of his name, turning towards the source to find Cynthia waving at him off to the side, gesturing him to come closer.
Morgan returned the wave along with a bright smile as he walked up to her. "Hey, Cynthia!" He cheerfully greeted, to which the girl gave him a bigger smile. Though he noticed upon getting closer that she wasn't wearing her breastplate, and that her uniform looked rather…tight? At least more so than usual.
"Hey, Morgan! Mind helping me with some stretches?" She asked hopefully.
To which the young prince nodded. "Sure," He didn't see an issue in doing so, not having anything urgent.
Cynthia's smile brightened at his agreement. "Great!" She exclaimed, before quickly sitting down on the ground and getting into position, which was her spreading her legs out to the side. "I need help to stretch my legs and torso, think you can handle that?"
It took Morgan a moment or two to respond, mostly because he was slightly caught off-guard by the way the fabric of her uniform tightened from her new position, emphasizing her curves. Though he quickly snapped himself out of it and nodded. "Yeah, sounds easy."
Morgan sat down in the spot Cynthia eagerly patted in front of her. He positioned his feet to press against the lower parts of both her legs while she extended her arms out for him to grip her wrists.
"Ready?" Morgan asked, both to her and himself as he resisted the urge to gulp from how much easier it was to see how tightly Cynthia's outfit clung to her curves. It was honestly quite distracting, and he could've sworn her skirt seemed a bit shorter as well.
In any case, he tried to ignore it. Especially when Cynthia nodded at his question and gave a chipper, "Yep!" So taking a deep breath, Morgan began to pull her arms and push against her legs.
"Hmm~"
Cynthia let out a small, muffled hum as her face concentrated on the stretch. She was rather flexible, even so that didn't mean she didn't feel a slight strain from this. Though it wasn't anything she couldn't handle. Especially when she realized it was her best chance for her goal.
"Come on, Morgan. I can handle a bit more," She urged him, prompting the lad to glance at her to which she flashed him a wink. And so Morgan continued to stretch her out, even more, her legs slowly but surely getting more and more perpendicular to her torso as he found himself once again impressed with her flexibility. Yet what he found more impressive, or more accurately distracting was how her uniform struggled to flex as easily as her body.
He watched the fabric strain, easily around her chest as he found it harder and harder to divert his gaze from it at this angle where she leaned forward and he went back. Not to mention from this angle he was also able to notice how the fabric of her skirt seemed to ride up more and more with her stretch, showcasing more of her thighs and almost risking to show something else in between.
He knew it was wrong, yet he found himself entranced. So much so that he was starting not to breathe, continuing Cynthia's stretch while not even focusing on it, not that she minded as she grinned in the realization that her plan was working and his gaze was tilted downwards. Just a little more and he'd see why she had worn her old uniform today despite it being a bit too tight for her now.
Just another inch, that was all it would take for her skirt to reveal the fabric of her panties, and Morgan was unfortunately too entrance to look away. He couldn't help but give a small gasp when he saw a glimpse of blue.
*Rip
Both Morgan and Cynthia found themselves interrupted by the sudden tears they had heard. It seemed as though the stretch Cynthia was performing was too much for her old uniform as the slits at the side were extended with those rips, prompting the front of her skirt to drop back down after riding up and once again cover her undergarments from the prince's gaze.
"Damn it!" Cynthia muttered under her breath in annoyance. Yet Morgan barely registered it as he tried to come to terms with what almost occurred.
"Damn it!"
Morgan was taken aback by the voice he heard, looking around and finding Severa sitting on a secluded bench out of sight from most people, except for him. She was raising one of her legs and seemed to be in some pain when doing so considering she was wincing. And so he felt obliged to check on her.
"Are you ok?" Morgan called out to the girl, surprising her at first as she looked up at him before she relaxed.
"Yeah, it's not that bad. Just an uncomfortable cramp." Severa assured him while shaking her head.
Morgan gave a small chuckle. "Ah, I see. Mother and Lucy sometimes get them after an intense training session. I try to help by giving them massages which seem to give some relief," He told her without much thought, eyes closed as he reminisced on those memories for a few moments.
He didn't notice the way Severa's face briefly widened as an idea came to mind. Her lips tighten as she debated it for a moment before saying in a low, almost embarrassed tone, "Then, then think you can give me one?"
Morgan blinked at her request, unsure if he had heard correctly. Yet one look of her somewhat embarrassed face dispelled that.
"You sure?"
She nodded.
"Ok," Morgan replied, not thinking much of it. He had given quite a few massages to his family members which they seemed to like. And Severa seemed like she needed some help, so there was that as well.
Before he could even instruct her to lean back and sit beside her, Severa turned her body and laid out over the bench on her front, showing her back to him as she looked away from him.
"It's around here," She told him somewhat shyly, pointing towards the back of her thigh, specifically the exposed area between her skirt and boots.
Morgan was taken aback by her sudden actions, and part of him was regretting his offer. However he ignored whatever discomfort he may have felt to help Severa.
He leaned over her and carefully placed his hand down on the thigh she had pointed out. He noticed how her touch alone seemed to make her tense up, only to relax as he pressed on. His fingers kneaded her flesh as his actions seem to draw out similar sounds to his mother and sister when he did the same.
Only he responded to Severa's sound a bit differently.
"Oh gods~" She couldn't help but moan, biting her lip to stiffen her sounds as she felt his fingers dig into her flesh and roll over her sore and aching muscles. She never knew someone's touch in this way could make her feel so good. And even biting her lip wasn't able to stop a few hisses from passing through.
Morgan put more pressure on her thigh, trying not to let her coos and moans get to him. He wanted to try and ignore them, yet he also kinda needed to hear them to make sure his actions were having a positive effect. He just didn't realize that a positive effect could have such an effect on him.
"Do…Do you think you can do my other thigh as well?" Severa eventually asked a bit embarrassed, still looking away which prevented Morgan from noticing the blush on her face.
He hesitated for a few moments before doing as she asked, and in doing so tried to ignore the way she was making him feel. He tried to ignore her coos and moans, the how it felt to grip both her rather plump thighs, or the way his fingers dug into their flesh. He tried to ignore that and focus on giving a massage.
He was failing.
"A little higher~"
Morgan didn't hesitate in her request, finding himself in a trance as got more into this than he was realizing. The flesh of her thigh thickened at his new position. His surprisingly skillful fingers made the girl moan a bit louder to her embarrassment, embarrassment she did her best to ignore as she had him continue.
"A little higher~" She requested again, to which Morgan once more did without complaint.
His hands were right next to her skirt, so close that his wrists were brushing against it. He could almost feel the curve of the divot of her rears and thighs. And if he moved just a little higher, if she had just requested him to move a little higher.
"A little hi-"
"Morgan! Where are you!?"
The lad and pegasus knight tense up in surprise from the interruption by the sudden call of the prince by his sister, with the latter giving a sudden gasp when Morgan's grip briefly tightened. Luckily he didn't hear as he instantly moved his hands off Severa and practically jumped away as he was snapped from his trance. And upon realizing what had just occurred, his face turned red.
"Sorry, Severa! I need to go see what Lucy needs!" He told her as quickly as he bolted away, leaving a stunned Severa behind as she watched him leave and disappear around a corner. And after a few moments, she gave into the urge to groan and let her face fall into her arms.
"Damn it…" She muttered in defeat and annoyance.
At least her cramp wasn't as bad as before.
"Thanks again for this, Morgan~"
The lad chuckled at Cynthia's words as he helped to carry the girl to the infirmary after she seemed to hurt her foot while training. Though he had expected the girl to lean on him while he helped her walk through the castle, she instead situated herself on his back. Arms wrapped around his neck while he held his legs by her thighs.
"No problem," Morgan assured her, more than willing to help her out. Though he had to ignore the sensation of her large chest compressing against his back, or his fingers sinking into the flesh of her large thighs. He would've liked to grip the fabric of her boots or readjust his grip to prevent the direct contact, but he didn't want to risk accidentally dropping her. So he endured.
Something that Cynthia was making a bit hard to do.
"Man Morgan, you're really strong," She commented honestly and somewhat softly with a flair of her usual cheerfulness. Morgan resisted the urge to shudder as she lowered her chin and slightly nuzzled it on his shoulder. "Guess those baggy clothes and cloak hide quite a bit, huh?"
Morgan gave a bashful chuckle at her tease. " Hehe~ Thanks! I know I mostly stick to studying and whatnot, but I do try to keep in shape! It helps with carrying all those books and documents mother needs me to do sometimes!" He replied, trying to take her compliment positively and do a little joking back, hoping it would distract him from the sensation of her body softly rubbing over his own.
"I bet it does~ I wouldn't mind being one of the things you carry often, you know. Would probably be fun~"
Morgan couldn't stop himself from shuddering at the tone of her voice. It was almost a purr as she playfully teased him, and he could feel his stance weakening a bit as well.
"In fact? Why don't we make it a bit of training for you right now?"
"Huh?"
Morgan was confused by Cynthia's suggestion, and as such was caught off guard as he felt the girl start to sway a bit on his back.
"Whoa! Cynthia!?" He called out to her, trying to keep his footing and balance for both their sakes. However he was only met with a giggle from the girl.
"Come on, Morgan! You can handle this!" She cheered, seemingly having fun as she continued her actions. Though it wasn't necessarily her body swaying that was hard for Morgan to deal with, but the way her body was rubbing against their own. Her chest pressed harder against his back, moving in circles at some point as even with his cloak, he could feel how soft they were. Not to mention he had to tighten his grip on her thighs as well, making him realize even more just how nice they felt as his fingers dug deeply into her flesh.
That along with the wobbling was what was causing him to falter until eventually stumbling and sending them both tumbling down.
"Whoa!"
"Ahh!"
*Thud
"Uhhhh…"
"Oh my gosh! Morgan!?"
*Phiis~
Morgan tensed up as he heard the running water within the pegasus knight barracks, already having an idea of who was inside considering all the other knights were still out and training, not to mention the clothes he was carrying.
Morgan glanced down at the bag that held a red uniform along with multiple other pieces of clothing. Then he glanced back into the barracks, taking a moment to calm and prepare himself before entering.
"Uh, Severa? I've got your clothes," He tepidly called out as he walked into the main room filled with bunks, noticing the trail of steam that started to seep through the other end where the showers were.
"Morgan? Oh, that's great, just put them down nearby." Severa called out from the showers, the sound of a knob being turned followed by the water stopping.
The lad headed towards her bunk to put the clothes down. Which was easy to find considering the pile of dirty clothes at its foot. A recent training accident was the cause for Severa deciding to wash up, but not without asking a nearby Morgan to get her clothes from the laundry basket, not even giving him a chance to object before heading off.
"Hey, did you say that the showers were turned off this week?" Morgan inquired as he placed the clothes down, a bit curious even though part of him was telling him to leave as soon as he could, especially considering these barracks were usually only supposed to be used by women and he felt a bit off just standing here in them, whatever the reason.
"Oh, that? Yeah, I figured out the trick to getting them to work when I need to. If my mom's gonna turn off the cooling for the barracks this week, fine, but I at least deserve a good shower now and then to wash off this sweet and dirt~" Severa answered from the other side of the wall, only to then peek her head out from the corner and ask, "Oh, Morgan? Think you bring those clothes closer?"
The lad blinked at the request, mostly because he was a bit taken aback by her appearance. It was just her head, but it was rare for him to see her twin tails undone as it was pulled back and cascaded down, dripping with water.
"I'm sorry, what?" Morgan stated, unsure if he had heard correctly.
Severa rolled her eyes, "Bring my clothes closer." She repeated firmly and a bit annoyed, gesturing to the spot beside the entrance of the washroom on the opposite side of where she was.
It was a request that Morgan somewhat wanted to decline for obvious reasons. But one look at Severa's expecting face made him accept. Taking a moment to compose himself before grabbing the bag and bringing it towards where she asked, all while he did his best to gaze down towards the ground and not at her, along with trying not to picture what she looked like on the other side.
"This ok?" Morgan asked a bit tensed as he placed the bag down.
To which Severa nodded, "Yeah. Oh! Think you can pass me a towel or two from there as well?" She then asked, gesturing to the towels on a nearby shelf. Morgan nodded rather quickly as he was finding his ability to think more and more rationally and deeply hindering by the second.
But when he went to pick up the towel, he found himself giving a silent gasp and going wide-eyed upon looking back upon seeing Severa leaning out to grab the bag and pull it in. Her body angled in a way so that he didn't see anything too exposing, but he still got a good view of most of her back, arms, and shoulders, and a hint of her breasts as they hung down.
He could feel his mind starting to overreact. All Morgan knew for sure was that he needed to get out before he did something stupid.
"Uh, Morgan…towels?"
The lad blinked as the redhead called out to him confused, once again peeking out from the entrance and giving him a look of mild confusion. And Morgan, in his current, confused and overacting state, did as told.
Unfortunately, he acted a bit too quickly. Severa was surprised by how fast he walked up and handed her the towel, briefly stunning her as he turned to walk out. But before he could take a step, she called and reached out to him in confusion and mild concern.
"Wait, MorgaAHH!"
"Huh!?"
The lad turned back around at the sound of her shout, only to find the girl tumbling towards and into him, having slipped. Acting on instinct, Morgan tried to catch her, only to find himself tumbling down with her as he fell on his back with a hard thud while Severa landed atop of him.
"Arghh~"
Morgan groaned at the impact, wincing in a bit of pain as he tried to pick his head up and open his eyes. Only to be forced back down as he felt someone cover his eyes.
"Don't look you dolt!"
Morgan heard Severa shout in mortification as he then realized the position he was in. The wet, slender weight he felt atop of him was her.
Severa was dripping wet and naked and laying atop of him.
The lad had to gulp as a flood of images and urges started to overwhelm him.
"Shoot Shoot Shoot!" He heard Severa repeat, using the hood of his cloak to cover his eyes before picking herself off of him, which led to him feeling her slender body briefly rub against him no matter how unintentional it must've been. He could only grit his teeth and clench his fist in an attempt to steel himself while he heard her move around with wet steps.
"Shit! The towels are wet and dirty! And some of my clothes too! Goddamnit!"
He could hear the honest frustration and anger in her voice, and for a moment, Morgan felt his unease and worries fade away. It was enough for him to gain the will to help as he fought through the remaining uncomfortableness as he sat up.
"Morgan! What are you doing!? Don't look!" He heard Severa hiss.
"I'm not!" The lad quickly assured, showing his eyes clenched shut while he removed his cloak and extended it out to her.
"Will work for now?" He asked, hoping he could offer her some assistance for the moment.
Severa was silent for a few moments. How she looked or what expressions she gave Morgan couldn't see. But eventually, he felt the cloak taken from his hands, the sound of rustling being heard before she finally spoke.
"You can open your eyes again…"
Morgan did as told, finding the redhead with a face of matching color as she looked very embarrassed, to the point where she couldn't face him. She sat with her knees held close to her chest, cloak wrapped tightly around her body to hide it.
Morgan looked at her with a stunned, unprepared for how…he wasn't sure how to describe how she looked in the moment, only that part of him thought it was nice. But he soon pushed that part of him away when she finally glanced at him with an annoyed glare.
"I'll…I'll go and find you some more towels and something else to wear!" Morgan quickly stated, getting up and running out, leaving a wet, embarrassed, and blushing redhead behind as she held his cloak a bit closer.
"Damn it! Why's it gotta be so high!?"
Morgan almost winced at that familiar tone, one he's had multiple experiences with over the last few days. Part of him wanted to walk on, ignoring what he heard. Yet a larger part of him - a kinder part - urged him to check it out for his friend's sake.
After he took a moment to compose himself with a deep breath.
"Something wrong, Cynthia?"
Morgan found the answer to that question the moment he walked in as he saw her balancing atop of a chair, trying to reach a high-up shelf seemingly for a box perched atop. His announcement made the girl let out a "Huh? " as she turned back to face him with a slightly surprised look before giving a reply.
"Oh! Hey, Morgan! And yeah, trying to get this box is harder than I thought. Can't find a step ladder nearby so this is the best I've got!"
Morgan nodded in understanding as he walked closer, taking another closer look at the chair his friend was balancing upon, feeling uneasy about how it seemed to wobble a bit. Though while he was looking down at the chair, he didn't notice the small grin that came onto Cynthia's lips as an idea formed.
"Morgan, think you can hold the chair down more so it's not wobbly?" She asked, prompting the lad to blink before nodding.
"Sure." He told her, gripping the chair firmly and making it safer for his friend which he saw no problem with. Though his concern for her only heightened when she suddenly placed a foot over one of the cross rails, using it as a makeshift ladder step to further her ascent.
"Cynthia!" He called out to her in concern, not helped by how she sometimes exhibited her mother's tendencies even if not to the same degree.
However Cynthia didn't seem to care much in the least. "No need to worry, Morgan! Just keep it steady for me and I'll be fine!" She assured, only for it to mean little to the lad as he saw her climb further up.
Yet all his fears were momentarily forgotten as his gaze was eclipsed by the sight of Cynthia's massive ass under her skirt. She had reached a height where it was practically on display from his position, and it was a sight. Her cheeks were massive, and her blue panties appeared to have sunk in between, exposing far more skin than he assumed most other pegasus knights would be comfortable with.
He was in awe and entranced by the sight, unable to look away or say a word. Though that lasted for only a few moments before he was snapped out of it.
"Whoa!"
Cynthia gasped as she suddenly lost her footing, surprise and genuine fear on her face as he braced herself for a hard fall on the ground. Only except when she felt herself suddenly stop, it wasn't with a thud against the ground.
"Huh?"
Cynthia opened her eyes in confusion, fluttering them as she processed what had happened until they focused on the lad who saved her.
"You ok?" Morgan asked in concern, holding the stunned girl in his arms as he was just barely able to catch her in time.
Cynthia blink her eyes a few times at him, still processing what had just occurred. And when she did, she realized the situation she was in, being held in Morgan's arm.
It was nice, she felt she soon realized she was blushing.
"Oh! Yeah! I'm good! Thanks, Morgan!"
Morgan was caught a bit off-guard by Cynthia's almost frantic reply. Gently he helped the girl back to her feet, with her not wasting a second as she then said, "I think I should go and find a step ladder now so that doesn't happen again!"
She acted so quickly that Morgan was briefly stunned as he tried to follow her with his gaze, only to see her briefly stop just as she moved past him. She was still for a moment, confusing Morgan enough that he was about to ask her if something else was wrong. Yet a moment later he was caught off-guard once again when she suddenly turned towards him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, the opposite one that Severa had done so earlier that week.
"Thanks for your help, Morgan! I promise I'll be more careful!" She assured him while running off, with Morgan unable to see the blush on her face. Instead dealing with his blush as he stood in the room alone, trying to process what he had just experienced.
And he was wondering if he could handle any more.
*Clank
"Egh!"
"Hgh!"
Severa and Cynthia grunted as they clashed, an intense look shot at the other as they continued to spar more passionately than their fellow pegasus knights around them. Their blows became so serious that it would be only a matter of time till their wooden training weapons were broken. Until then, they would serve their new purpose, not to train the girls, but to be used as an outlet for the frustrations they had against each other.
"Huh?"
At least until something else distracted them.
Severa was the first to catch him in his vision, though it was Cynthia who acted on it first.
"Hey, Morgan!"
The lad turned his head at the sound of his name, finding the pig-tailed girl waving at him with a cheerful smile. Severa didn't look as cheerful, arms crossed and eyes having just rolled.
Morgan waved back. "Hey, guys!" He greeted, not moving out from his spot within the castle outside halls. As such, Cynthia attempted to coax him out.
"Wanna come watch me beat Severa? I could use some cheers as I knocked her down a peg or two!" She suggested, earning a glare from the redhead beside her which she paid no attention to. Instead, she kept her focus specifically on the lad.
A lad who gave a bashful chuckle while rubbing the back of his neck. "Sorry! But I have to do something else! Good luck to both of you though!" He told them rather quickly and slightly strained, not that the girls noticed as he soon walked back through the halls at a quicker pace and out of their view.
"Hmph~" Cynthia had a small pout at his leave, hands on her hip as she glanced at her rival. "Great, you scared him off!"
Severa's face turned into one of shock and offense. "What!?" She practically screeched.
"I mean just look at you! All grumpy and annoyed, no wonder Morgan doesn't want to be near you~" Cynthia stated in an insulting tone.
"Oh, please, Morgan likes being around me plenty enough!" The redhead defended before countering. "It's you who's too much to be around! Always flaunting those oversized things of yours! They probably make him uncomfortable!"
Cynthia fully turned to face Severa, growling as they began another spat. "And who was the one Morgan spent more time having fun with? I don't remember you being a member of the Justice Cabal! And so what if my boobies and booty are oversized? I've got enough to flaunt, unlike you . Compared to everyone else in the shepherds, you're pretty average. At least I stand out!"
Severa's face flashed into anger at the two-pronged insult. "You bitch!"
"Right back at you, selfish jerk!"
"Annoying shithead!"
"Spoiled brat!"
The two threw their spears to the side before leaping and grabbing a hold of the other. Gasps and shouts came from the girls around them as they witnessed firsthand the legendary catfight these two used to have during the war.
And it was something.
"Ahhh!"
"Ghhaa!"
Cynthia and Severa screeched and howled in pain and anger as they pulled and pushed at the other, eventually stumbling and falling to the ground. Yet not for a moment did they let up as they continued to roll, dirtying themselves and continuing their assault on each other.
"That's enough, you two!"
Cordelia's powerful and stern voice ripped through the training yard, snapping the girls from their anger. They looked at their commander, finding the vice-commander standing beside her.
"What is wrong with you two!?" The redhead mother asked in frustration and confusion at their actions while walking up to them.
"She started it!"
"Cause you deserve it after all the insults you constantly throw at me!"
"Stop it! Both of you!"
Sumia's pleading yet still stern voice stopped the younger girls from beginning another spat. Instead they merely gave low growls of annoyance at each other before turning to face their mothers.
"Huh~" Cordelia took a moment to sigh into her palm, calming herself before she resumed scolding the future daughters in front of her.
"I don't care who started it. Both of your behaviors are unacceptable! Clean up! Afterward, you both can go on stable duty for today and the rest of the week. And you all will not go home like everyone else can tonight, instead you'll stay at the barracks for the night and perhaps more. Understood?"
"..."
"I said, understood?"
"Fine…"
"Yes…"
"Now get to it."
Cynthia and Severa got up with mumbles and grumbles as they walked away, ignoring the glances and stares of concern and confusion from their fellow pegasus knights while their mothers looked on. Sumia's concern was much more apparent, with Cordelia needing to keep on a more stern gaze as commander. Yet both mothers could only wonder what was going on with their daughters and if they'd need to step in soon.
Perhaps they'd need to sort out this issue of their shared crush themselves.
Morgan found himself almost rushing towards his destination after turning down Cynthia's offer to watch her and Severa spar. He didn't necessarily want to do so - usually, he'd be more than happy to spend time with them - yet he had something important he needed to discuss with someone.
And after the many occurrences with the girls over the last few days, he knew he needed it now more than ever.
Morgan rounded the corner as he finally reached his destination. Standing in front of a door, the lad steeled himself for a moment before knocking on it, waiting with bated breath for a response.
"Give me a moment!" A voice responded within, almost prompting a sigh of relief from Morgan at confirmation they were within. Still, he kept himself composed when the door finally opened, revealing none other than his sister.
"Morgan?" Lucina was a bit taken aback by his sudden appearance, especially with the almost determined look on his face. "Is something the matter?"
Morgan neither shook nor nodded his head, instead merely lowering his gaze along with his voice as he said, "Can I come in? I need to talk to you about something…"
Lucina heard the small plea in his voice, and without hesitation opened her door fully and stepped aside for him to enter. Closing the door behind him, she took another look as she confirmed something was bothering him, and so with a sigh, she gestured to her bed. "Come on, let's sit down and talk."
Morgan nodded as he followed her to the bed, the two sitting beside one another. Lucina patiently waited for her younger brother to talk, which he did after composing himself once more.
"I…I think I've fallen in love…"
Lucina's eyes widened instantaneously from his words, her face on the verge of complete shock as she took in the sudden information. Still, she composed herself for his sake in her response. "That's…wonderful, Morgan."
She wasn't lying, while part of her sibling instincts were worried about Morgan's feelings, Lucina trusted her brother enough to believe he wasn't making light of his words. And if he found someone who he felt strongly enough to use it for, then she would be as supportive as she could be.
"And do you think they may feel similarly towards you?" She inquired, both out of curiosity and wondering if this was why he came to her.
Morgan took a moment to think about the question before answering. "Yeah, I think they do…"
Lucina was confused by his answer, specifically the tone of his voice. He didn't seem excited, he sounded almost unsure and scared even though the person he had feelings for seemed to return them.
"So what seems to be the problem?" She inquired carefully.
"Well, I'm not sure how to tell them about my feelings, I'm not sure how they'll respond, and that could make things worse than they already are."
Lucina frowned at her brother's words. She may not be an expert on love, even so there were some things that she was certain of, and one of them was honesty.
"Morgan, no matter what the result may be, no matter how they may feel towards you, you owe it to yourself, and them, to be honest." She told him with such a firm tone that it took Morgan aback as he looked towards her. His sister continued as she then asked, "Morgan, do you care about them?"
The lad nodded without hesitation.
"Then you should be honest. Nothing good will come from holding these feelings back, not if it could cause either of you pain. And while it may be scary to be honest, it's scarier to let fear hold you back, to live in those regrets. After everything we've done and been through, are revealing your feelings really that scary?"
Morgan looked at her with wide eyes as he took in her words, thinking deeply about them. And eventually, once they settled in, that worried look he once held turned into one of determination.
"Yeah…you're right," Morgan stated, Lucina, smiling upon hearing the resolve in his voice. "I should tell them both how I feel right now!"
Just like that, the lad jumped back up on his feet, turning to look at his sister with a wide smile. "Thanks Lucy! You really helped me know what I need to do!"
And with that, he ran off, leaving his smiling sister waving goodbye to him and wishing him luck.
At least until one of his statements settled in.
"Wait…both of them!?"
A tense silence filled the pegasus knight stables as Severa and Cynthia cleaned its interiors, with not a word having been uttered as they kept to their respective sides. Yet despite their silent truce, both girls were still quite annoyed at one another, blaming them for their current predicament.
Still, if there was one decent thing Severa could think of from that was that she had an excuse to wear her old mercenary outfit. With all her pegasus knight uniforms dirty, it'd take the rest of the day and tomorrow for them to be cleaned. And so she was able to wear something more comfortable and to her liking as she did these annoying chores. Cynthia herself meanwhile, had taken off her chest plate along with the rest of her armor.
*Splash
"Hey, watch it!"
Severa almost barked at the splash Cynthia created by dropping her mop into the bucket of water. The bucket that Severa had brought in and settled on her side.
"Why don't you get your own bucket?" The redhead inquired a bit hostile, prompting eye rolls from the ash-brunette.
"Can't even share a bucket? I want to get this done as quickly as you do. Just standing in the same room as you is making me tired." Cynthia huffed with a voice that showcased just how done she was.
Something Severa also empathized with. "Yeah, well that makes two of us."
The two seemingly muttered another pair of insults at each other, yet neither had the desire to care or make it out. They were just sick of the other at that point, and it was all because of a certain prince they both shared a fondness for.
"Why do you like Morgan?"
Severa paused at the sudden question Cynthia posed, surprised by the lack of hostility or ill-intent within. In fact, it seemed rather genuine and mostly filled with curiosity, even if it did lack a bit of the girl's usual energy.
"What's it to you?" Severa tried to snap back, however just like Cynthia, it lacked her usual spark.
The pig-tailed pegasus knight shrugged. "I don't know, just thought since we're both fighting over him, it'd be better to know why we're both so into him."
Severa thought about her words and saw some logic and possible gain in them. Even so she wasn't just gonna give Cynthia what she wanted, not when she was still pretty annoyed at her. "Why don't you start first then?"
Once more, Cynthia shrugged, not seeing many issues in the request and just not in the mood to argue with the twin-tailed former mercenary more. As such, she started to reveal her feelings about the prince.
"Cause he likes me for who I am. Some people get annoyed or tired by my antics. I don't even think my mom's into it all that much, but she accepts it. Morgan though, he's one of the few people who likes that side of me, who never had a problem with it and even encourages me to be more like it, to be more how I am," She divulged, her once tired voice starting to come back to life as it was filled with warmth she added, "I feel like with him, I never have to worry about how I look, how others perceive me. With him, I can just be…me."
Severa said nothing in response to those words as she took them in. She felt conflicted about them. She was still annoyed at Cynthia, however the way she spoke of her feelings did tug at her heartstrings a bit. Eventually, she couldn't stop herself from giving in, sighing before giving her own story.
"I guess I like Morgan because he puts up with me. Didn't matter how much I insulted him or tried to tell him off, he just…kept coming back. He just wanted to get to know me, and in ways, others didn't. Most people, especially guys I couldn't help but feel like they were trying to score even when I knew they weren't," Severa revealed, sounding a bit uneasy as she divulged this information yet doing it out of some sense of obligation.
"But Morgan…Morgan just wanted to get to know me, and whenever I tried to insult he just brushed it off with a laugh. He wasn't afraid to speak how he felt, even if it was sometimes rude, and it made me feel like I had something to prove to him at times. And before I knew it, I grew fonder and fonder for him than I realized."
Cynthia gave a small nod and hum of acknowledgment at Severa's explanation. Even if the redhead's words didn't hold the same warmth and energy as Cynthia did. The lack of hostility and annoyance said a lot, along with the unease she had when saying them.
Silence once again fell over them, with neither girl knowing what to say next. They had now revealed the reasoning for their feelings, yet that didn't change the main thing that pitted them against each other. They were rivals, rivals in Morgan's affections. Only one could win.
All that their feelings did now was make them feel bad for one another if they won.
*Clank
"Huh!?"
"Ehh!?"
The pair gasped in surprise at the sudden wooden clank created by a broom falling on the floor. Though what caught their attention more was the sight of none other than Morgan reaching out towards the broom, seemingly having been attempting to desperately catch the object before it fell. A somewhat fearful look was on his face at the two girls looking towards him.
"Ohhh…hi?" He nervously tried to greet them with a smile.
Cynthia slumped while Severa groaned, the latter even holding a hand to her face as she asked the obvious question.
"How long have you been there, Morgan?"
"...A while…"
"So you heard everything?"
"...Yes…"
"Ugh…"
"Ohhh…"
Severa and Cynthia groaned in embarrassment at the fact the truth was now out. Cynthia was unable to stop herself from burying her face in both her palms while Severa leaned her head further back in an attempt to face away from the prince.
A prince who found his previous determination to reveal something to both the girls a bit lost with the current atmosphere, along with the new information he gained just now, and a bit before he found them.
"I heard you guys got into a fight," He said, a low tone that sounded almost guilty as he then added, "I'm sorry about that."
His words were meant with confused looks from the girls.
"Why would you feel sorry about that, Morgan?" Cynthia inquired, sounding a bit sad that Morgan felt responsible for their mistakes.
Something Severa joined in with. "It's not your fault that we did something stupid."
However the lad merely shook his head. "But I could've helped you guys from reaching that point. I should've realized how you guys felt sooner. If I did, then maybe you two wouldn't have gotten to that point."
Cynthia looked at Morgan with a forlorn gaze, yet Severa didn't seem to care that much. In fact, the redhead seemed a bit annoyed, which was reflected in her voice as she then said, "Look, Morgan. I get that we all have a lot to talk about now that you heard how we both feel. But honestly, neither of us are in the best of moods or spirits to have this conversation so maybe-"
"I'm not putting this off any longer!"
The girls were caught off guard by Morgan's outburst, a bit startled perhaps. It was rare for them to hear that tone from the lad, and it made them both feel unsure of what to say next.
Morgan was immediately regretful of his action, showcased by the surprise that settled onto his face. "So-sorry! I just… I'm just feeling a bit frustrated and unnerved from this whole thing…"
"So do we," Severa replied, arms crossed while looking away. Cynthia gave a nod as well as she hugged one of her arms, looking away from the lad.
Morgan took a deep breath to recompose himself, knowing he needed to be sure of what he said next.
"I like you guys, I like you both, a lot…"
That caught the pegasus knight's attention, both their eyes widening in surprise as they once again turned their attention towards the lad. A lad who almost winced at their stares, yet stayed firm in what he needed to say.
"I liked you both for a long time but kept my feelings to myself. It didn't feel right to feel something for you both, almost unfair. Not to mention, I was scared that even if I managed to tell one of you how I felt, it would also feel unfair to the other. And so I kept them to myself."
The girls found themselves stunned and shocked at Morgan's words. They had been woefully unprepared for this double confession and didn't know how to feel about it. However Morgan kept on talking, having more to say to them both.
"But then this last week happened, I realized that maybe you two felt something for me as well. It…it made me happy, getting so much attention from you both." Morgan had a small smile as he revealed that, sounding a bit happy as well. Yet that soon disappeared and was replaced with guilt by what he said next.
"But then I realized you guys were starting to compete with one another, that I was the reason you guys were competing… It made me realize just how selfish I was being to you two…"
The girls winced at his words, feeling an equal amount of blame themself for how they acted and realizing just what sort of situation they put Morgan in. They wanted to apologize, yet what Morgan said next made them completely forget the thought in total shock.
"So even though I know it's selfish, I need to say this! Severa, Cynthia, I love you both! Please would you both go out with me!?"
The twin-tailed and pig-tail girls were shocked by his declaration and request, so much so that they weren't even sure if they had heard correctly.
"What!?"
Severa was the first to vocally express her confusion, face bright red as she felt a conflict of emotions towards Morgan. At first, part of her heart was ecstatic at his confession, however it was soon being countered by anger at his outrageous suggestions. He wanted them both? Was he crazy!?
Morgan turned to look at her, his face was apologetic yet firm. "I know it's not fair to either of you. Even so I can't bring myself to choose one and leave out the other. It's going to be tough, yeah, but I swear on my life that I'll do everything I can to make you both happy!"
He stated his declaration with such resolve that Severa couldn't help but take a step back in shock. He was crazy, what he was saying was crazy. Yet her heart was beating faster and faster, and not necessarily in a bad way.
"That's the spirit, Morgan!"
The redhead and prince turn their head toward Cynthia to find her giving Morgan an approving look. She looked as if regained her usual cheerfulness and energy with the smile she had. And her words made Morgan hopeful, hopeful enough to ask, "Cynthia…does that mean…?"
"Yep!" The girl didn't hesitate in saying that, nodding her head eagerly as she added, "I accept your proposal, Morgan!"
The lad found himself a bit shocked at how easily she seemed to agree. Though that shock soon faded, replaced with happiness that couldn't be contained with the smile that came onto his face.
Severa meanwhile, couldn't stop her face from getting redder and redder in embarrassment.
"You can't be serious!?"
She tried to sound angry, yet she really only sounded confused. It prompted Cynthia to turn and look towards her friend, dropping her smile as she took a surprisingly firm look and tone.
"Severa, we both like Morgan. And Morgan likes us both. So why not go along and stop all this fighting?"
The redhead's blush brightened to match her hair. "Even so, that's no reason to just say yes! He wants to date both of us! Two at the same time! Isn't that ridiculous!?"
She tried to convey her confusion at the proposal, yet Cynthia didn't seem to care, evident in her voice and reply. "And what do you propose? That we make Morgan choose? That we go back to fighting over him? Aren't you tired of all that, Severa!?"
The former mercenary winced at those words, knowing that there was truth to them yet still finding part of her wanting to resist, even if she didn't know why. And Cynthia was determined to make it so that Severa would have no reason to feel that way as she went on.
"Yes this is ridiculous, but who cares!? We're a bunch of time-traveling kids from the future who are now living with our parents from the past before we were even born after fighting some evil god! Who cares if two of us date the same guy! Besides, Morgan's a prince, I'm sure there's some royal rule or whatnot that makes it acceptable to take two lovers~"
Severa grabbed the sides of her head, a frustrated and confused look coming onto her face as she clenched her eyes tight. She understood what Cynthia was saying, and part of her wanted to accept it. Yet another, small, minuscule part of her was stubborn in refusal.
"Severa."
The girl opened her eyes at the sound of Morgan's voice, seeing the lad giving her a gentle gaze that reflected his voice as he said, "You..you don't have to accept this if you don't want to. I know it's selfish of me to ask, so I completely understand if you don't want to do this… I just hope that you know, I do love you and-"
"Alright! Alright! Shut-up!"
Morgan flinched at her outburst, yet Cynthia merely raised a brow as she seemed to understand something Morgan didn't, even as the girl started to mutter.
"I can't believe this… I can't believe this…."
"Uh, Severa?" Morgan started to get worried, especially when the redhead started to walk toward him. "Severa?"
She didn't respond, instead, continuing to mutter her thoughts. "You stupid, selfish, dense, rude dork. How could someone like you be a prince, how could I have fallen for someone like you."
"Severa?"
Morgan was frozen in place as she continued to get closer, fearful of the punishment he was about to receive for her. And yet he was prepared to accept it. He deserved it in his eyes for asking such an unreasonable request.
Though to his surprise, when Severa finally did reach him, she didn't punish him, at least not in the way he would've thought.
"Mhmm!?"
Morgan's eyes widened as Severa grabbed him by his collar and slammed their lips together. Her actions prompted a muffled gasp from the lad, unable to return the kiss from his shock. A blushing Cynthia watched in surprise from the side, not expecting her friend to be that forward with her answer.
Eventually, Severa pulled away, her face as flushed as Morgan's as the two panted a bit. She gazed at him with firm eyes, while he looked back in shock, waiting for her to finally say something. And when she did, it all started to settle in.
"….And yet somehow, despite all that… You're still getting me to accept something as ridiculous as this."
Morgan's eyes widened briefly at her words. She accepted his proposal. Her kiss should've been enough of an answer, yet hearing her say it made him realize the truth faster. And the blush on his face brightened along with the redhead in front of him while both their hearts fluttered.
"Severa…" He started to lean forward, letting instinct guide him as he wished to properly return the kiss, with Severa almost flinching upon realization. Yet she soon readied herself for it as she closed her eyes in preparation, silently permitting him.
"Oh no, you don't! I want a kiss too!"
The messy-haired prince and redhead pegasus knight were caught off guard by Cynthia's interruption, moreso when the girl suddenly slammed herself against Morgan's side hard enough to make them both stumble a step. Though just as Morgan turned to look at his fellow justice cabal member, he was caught off guard when she grabbed him by the head and slammed her lips down against his.
His eyes widened more so than with Severa, perhaps because of how much more intense Cynthia made the kiss. Her fingers tightly gripped his head while she forced her tongue into his mouth. That last action prompted a muffled gasp while his hands tensed up at his sides, similarly stunned as they were with Severa. The girl practically sucked on his lips, exploring his mouth with her tongue while brushing against his own, prompting a few moans from the lad.
She pulled away faster than Severa did, probably because she used more air than the redhead. In either case, the results were no less apparent. Both their lips were even more flushed, and a bridge of spit connected them both while they panted rather heavily.
"What was that about!?"
Severa expressed her shock and confusion at Cynthia's sprout actions with a large blush, having been stunned at how bold and forward her friend had been with her kiss.
Something that Cynthia didn't hesitate to explain. "Well since you took the first kiss, I needed to do something to make mine just as special!"
Severa merely groaned into her hands at her friend's constant efforts to go overboard. She looked back up to find Cynthia now wrapping both her arms around one of Morgan's, pressing against his side while she leaned in to take another kiss. "Hey!"
"What? I want another smooch with him?" Cynthia replied with a tilt of her head, looking a bit confused at Severa's interruption.
Yet her words only annoyed her friend. "So did I! But you interrupted us!" She reminded her.
Cynthia's eyes briefly widened at that realization. "Oh right~" She muttered, only to then smile and say, "I still want to kiss him again though."
"Not before I do!" Severa stated, now wrapping both her arms around Morgan's other arm and tugging him away from Cynthia as she said, "I bet he enjoyed my kiss more!"
Only for Cynthia to tug back and attempt to counter. "Oh really? Then why did he look so much more flushed when I finished mine?"
"Because you practically sucked the air from his lungs! That's why!"
"Agh!"
Morgan gasped as he found himself being jerked between the two, the two girls playing tug-a-wore with him in the middle. On one hand, it wasn't that bad, especially with them pressing against his side. Yet whatever enjoyment he felt was overshadowed by their rising annoyance and possibly anger. And so he acted.
"Mhmm!"
Now it was Severa's turn to widen her eyes in shock when Morgan suddenly slammed her lips down on her. Their roles now reverse as he was the one leading the kiss, a rather passionate kiss as well as he took a page from Cynthia's approach. Though he made sure to gently brush his tongue against Severa as the redhead moaned, fluttering her eyes shut before starting to return the kiss.
He pulled away somewhat quickly, quicker than Cynthia had for him. Not because he wanted to or was just out of breath - even though he and Severa were flushed and panting - but because he had someone else he needed to focus on too.
"Hhmm~"
Cynthia's surprised muffled gasp was more held back compared to Severa's, similar to the kiss she received. The pout she had been about to give at Morgan's first choice was quickly forgotten when he turned and kissed her as well. It was a bit gentler than how he kissed Severa, with him holding back his tongue and instead focusing on massaging her lips with his own, something the ash-brunette wasn't opposed to as she returned the exchange.
They pulled away, their kiss having gone longer than his second with Severa, with Cynthia gaining more of a blush than a flushed face. It was as if Morgan used the way the girls first kissed him and showed it to the other, not wanting them to feel left out while he tried to showcase his feelings.
The result was two content and blushing girls at his side, looking at him with stunned, but by no means unhappy, faces. And so Morgan took another chance as he wrapped an arm around each of their waists and pulled them in close.
Severa and Cynthia gasped at his touch, yet neither pulled away. Cynthia flashed a grin as she snuggled against his side, with Severa looking away bashfully while also making herself more comfortable against him. The trio said nothing else as they stood there together, content as they took in a moment none of them had ever expected, yet were more than alright with.
At least till the girls absentmindedly started to drift closer towards his front.
"Ohh!?"
"Huh? What the hell is that!?"
Cynthia and Severa were both caught off guard by something seemingly hard and rigid that they brushed against with their legs, prompting the girls to glance down along with Morgan. And what they saw made all three blush, with Morgan becoming quite embarrassed.
"Oh…"
"Huh…"
The pegasus knights found themselves taken aback by the prominent bulge showing in Morgan's pants. The lad himself was too stunned in embarrassment and mortification at this all. He was unable to say or do anything, allowing each girl enough time to realize what it was they were looking at, and also gain a pretty good reason as to why such a reaction would occur. Their blushes deepened by the second.
"So-Sorry!"
Morgan suddenly pulled away from them both upon finally gaining some composure, a bright, embarrassed blush stricken across his face that was unable to look towards the other two in shame. He used his cloak to cover his bulge as he prepared himself for their reactions, which he didn't dare to assume would be positive.
He was partly right as the twin-tailed and pig-tailed girls also looked away in embarrassment as they processed what had occurred, none of them sure of what to say to break the awkward atmosphere that came over them.
At least until Cynthia decided to finally speak.
"Do you…do you want us to do something about that for you, Morgan?"
She tried to sound cheerful, though there was a clear undertone of unease and embarrassment present in her voice. Her words themselves prompted a surprising reaction from the other two as they turned to look at her.
"What are you saying!?"
Severa's reaction was one of shock and embarrassment at Cynthia's suggestion, her blush brightening even more at the mere possibility of her friend's words. Morgan though, found himself glancing away, his blush deepening as he couldn't help but picture such a reality.
Cynthia turned to look at her friend, opting to elaborate. "Well I mean, we're his girlfriends now. Plus it is kinda our fault he got like this. Doesn't help after everything we did to him over the week, I feel like we've kinda got to make it up to him…?"
The ash-brunette flashed her friend a shaky smile, embarrassed by her words yet still believing in them. Severa herself could only let her jaw drop in awe at Cynthia's boldness. And worst of all, she saw the logic in them.
"You're gonna do this regardless of if I agree or not, aren't you?" Severa asked with a huff as she placed her face in her palm.
Her question prompted Cynthia to glance away, her voice playful and careful as she said, " Maybe~ But it'd be better if you joined in. You not being apart would totally hamper the mood and make Morgan feel bad."
"He-Hey!" Morgan called out that accusation, feeling as though he needed to respond as he said, "Don't I get a say in this!?"
Cynthia glanced at her new boyfriend, gaining a teasing grin as she said, "Come on Morgan, don't tell me you're gonna say no to two of your hot girlfriends wanting to have sex with you?"
The lad glanced away with a blush. "No… But still… I at least don't want to force you guys into something you're uncomfortable with! So you guys don't need to-"
"Shut up, Morgan, please…"
The redhead's comment made Morgan tense up at the firm tone in her voice, with Cynthia giggling at that reaction before also shutting up when Severa shot her a glare. She needed to think this over, carefully.
And eventually, she reached a decision.
"Do we have to do this in the stables?"
Her question, filled with an air of defeat yet acceptance, made Morgan widen his eyes in shock while Cynthia merely grinned.
"Nah, but it'd probably be easier to just do it here. The barracks may still have some others slipping in to pack up, and if we try to head up to Morgan's roam, we may be spotted or deal with something unexpected. And since there's little chance of anyone else coming here, why not!?"
Severa let out a sight at Cynthia's explanation, once again seeing the logic in them. Cynthia herself decided to go on as she started to showcase some excitement.
"Not to mention, I'm kinda getting impatient. I mean, sex with Morgan after crushing on him for so long! Not to mention how naughty this whole scenario is. Two girls with a prince in the stables at his castle after teasing him all week which no doubt got him pent up? It's something straight from those erotic novels my mom thinks I don't know she reads about!"
"Alright, enough."
Severa practically pleaded to Cynthia to put the brakes on the amount of information she was sprouting, already having a bit too much to think about as she was finalizing her decision. A decision which resulted in her turning to Morgan and saying, "Fine, let's do this."
"Now that's the spirit!"
"Huh?"
Morgan let out a gasp of confusion as the attention was focused back on him, having been a bit too stunned to say anything after Severa told him to keep quiet. His blush was still present and just as bright as he saw the two girls looking at him with equally determined looks. Cynthia even had a smile as she held her arms in front of her chest while Severa crossed them in front of her own chest.
"Uhh, guys? You both know you don't have to do this? Right? I'm fine, really !" Morgan tried to assure, quite bashful at their apparent decision even if it seemed like a dream. A dream neither of the girls would let him wake up from.
"Morgan, we're not doing this cause we have to, but cause we want to!" Cynthia attempted to clarify with her usual upbeat voice and smile.
"Yeah, are you saying you don't want to?" Severa joined in, now putting Morgan on the spot in a rather skillful attempt to put focus away from her own decision while also getting him to agree as Cynthia did for her.
An attempt that left the lad stammering. "Yes! I mean no! I mean…" He trailed off as he looked away, finding his embarrassment reaching a level where it started to taper off and where he was starting to compose himself. "This is just...I never expected something like this…"
His words made both girls briefly think over these circumstances as well.
"Yeah, I don't think any of us ever expected something like this," Severa agreed, also still coming to terms with this whole situation.
Cynthia herself, though, attempted to showcase a more positive outlook on the situation. "But well, that's kinda most of our lives, right? Who expects most of the things that happened to them? Besides, we all want to do this, so let's do it!"
Her bright smile and outlook on the situation were enough to make the other two blush once more, and Morgan specifically found any resistance still in him fastly fading as he looked at the two girls in front of him. "Alright, then let's do this." He finally agreed with a determined voice as he was now going to see this throw with his two girlfriends. Only for that determination to falter as he realized something, "Uhh, so how are we going to start?"
His question also broke Severa and Cynthia out of their determination, both gaining some confused looks as they thought over the question. How would they start? There were many options, of course, yet what would be the best one?
Once again, Cynthia was the one to come up with a suggestion. Her lips curled into a playful and rather sultry grin as she said, "Oh, I think I know how~" And with that, the girl made her way towards Morgan before sinking onto her knees in front of him and quickly grabbing a hold of his pants.
"He-Hey! Don't just start without me!" Severa barked as she realized what her friend was doing, quickly making her way beside her and also sinking on her knee while Morgan looked down in stunned awe. He could say nothing, do nothing, but look down as the girls attempted to undo his pants.