"What are you doing here, handsome?" Kirche asked as she walked toward the dormitory. "I thought you went with Tabby."

After Tabitha left—presumably with Aselith—Kirche stayed in the Water Tower for only a few minutes more. She was curious about Louise's familiar, Saito, and how he was able to beat Guiche. But he was very much unconscious. She wasn't about to verbally spar with Louise again. Well, she wasn't going to start an argument, but she would respond to one. Louise's familiar was heavily injured, and Kirche wasn't cruel. So, to avoid a fight, she decided to leave.

That's when she was approached and joined by Aselith.

"I'm sure it's nothing too serious." He responded.

"Maybe." Kirche thought. If it was important for Aselith to be there, surely Tabitha would make sure he was present.

"So, what are you doing here?" She asked, leaning forward slightly so she was positioned just right as they walked. "Are you here to see me~?"

"In fact, I am." He said.

"Oh~?" It seemed her charms were starting to work on the man. "And why did you want to see me?"

"Well, there are a few reasons. Perhaps we can discuss this in private."

"So forward!" Kirche was becoming giddy. "I suppose that's acceptable. After all, this part of the day was set aside for…bonding with familiars."

They continued on to the dorms. On the way, Flame joined them, having spotted them while he played with the other familiars. Kirche was only the slightest bit guilty about what she was about to do. Mostly it was because she was supposed to be bonding more with her familiar, not Tabitha's, and certainly not in the way she was about to.

An even smaller part of her felt bad about taking Tabitha's familiar like this, but her best friend didn't say she couldn't. She probably didn't want Kirche to, though, the way Tabitha had been looking at her. She would just have to do something nice for Tabitha later.

"Here we are!" Kirche announced as she opened the door to her room.

Unlike Tabitha's room, Kirche's kept hers less crowded. She had her own private bath, though that was more for when she had a boy over. No sense walking to the academy's bath every time.

"Flame, dear, why don't you relax." Kirche directed her familiar to the bed she had prepared for him.

As she walked in and removed her school cloak, Aselith closed the door behind them.

"Would you like something to drink, handsome?" Kirche asked, keeping her back to him.

"No thank you." He replied. He was quite nimble on his feet, since she didn't hear him move behind her. A pair of strong hands pressed down on her shoulders. "But there is one thing I want from you."

Kirche shivered. He spoke right next to her ear. There was some light flirting between the two of them before, but he certainly knew how to put the charm on with her. Confident, strong, and perhaps a little dangerous. Most of the boys she brought back simply fawned over her. Aselith acting resistant to her charms at first just made her want him more.

"And what would that be?" She whispered, playing the part of the shy, confused girl. It wasn't a role she was used to, but she could do so easily.

Out of the corner of her eye, she could see part of his face. His lips were right next to her ear. "Why, I want to know more about you, Kirche." He whispered right back.

She had to repress a shiver, an actual shiver! Bringing up her hand to caress the other side of his face, Kirche shifted toward him. "What do you want to know?"

Their lips were inches apart. With him lowered down like he was, it was easy enough to get closer. All she had to do was turn just a little bit more, and…

Aselith straightened out, tracing a finger across her shoulders as he stepped aside. "I'd like to know about your magic." He said casually. "I'm understanding Tabitha's more and more, and the instructors here have been adequate, but more knowledge and sources are always better."

Kirche pouted. "You tease!" Something else she wasn't used to was a man having the upper hand like that. Well, she still had a few tricks. "If you want to know that, you'll have to do something for me first."

"I have something in mind." He gestured to her bed with a smile. Kirche smiled in victory. "Lie on your stomach."

Her smile faltered. "Sorry, handsome, I'm not interested in that position."

"Oh, no, nothing like that." He stepped closer to the bed, giving it a pat. "This will be better than whatever you are imagining."

"Oh~?" Well, she was quite curious what he had planned, so why not humor him?

As she laid down near the edge of the bed, head resting on her crossed arms, Aselith stood over her. He brought his hands closer, then ran them along her back. He poked and prodded here and there, never staying in one spot for too long. Over her shoulders, down her spine, tracing over her butt—which she did arch up just a little to tease him in revenge. He didn't seem to pay that much mind, continuing down her legs.

Was this supposed to be a massage? If so, it was horribly lacking. How could anyone find something like this—

"Ahn~!" Kirche awkwardly covered her mouth. Did she really make a noise like that outside of sex? No, that wasn't right. She never moaned like that during sex.

"Hm, yes. Your anatomy is no different than other humans I've encountered." Aselith sounded quite pleased with himself.

"W-What was that?" Kirche asked, quietly hoping he would do…whatever he did again.

"Pressure points." Aselith explained, working his hands again. "They are called different things to different people, but they are spots on the human body sensitive to pressure. Applying pressure can be painful, or relaxing, or even…"

"Hnnh!" Kirche barely contained her moan, reducing it from an ecstatic cry to a low growl.

"A little magic can amplify the effects. And now that you see what I'm capable of," the delightful hands left her back, "I believe there were some things you could tell me."

"Ah…Alright." Kirche almost couldn't speak correctly.

Over the next several minutes—which passed far too quickly for Kirche's liking, assuming she could even keep track of the time—Kirche explained magic to Aselith. He told her the parts he already knew when they came up, so she quickly moved on, his magic hands easily encouraging her to do so.

All throughout, she wasn't brought to nearly that level of pleasure. It was mostly relaxing, his hands working out knots she didn't realize she had. Once she was done, she was sure he would do what he did again. She hoped he would. Otherwise, she might just have to try forcing him.

"Has Tabitha told you about runes?" She asked, struggling to get her voice out.

"Not yet…" He said, almost distantly.

"The runes on familiars tell the mage what type of familiar they are. For instance," she tried pointing with her hand, but was completely unable to, "the first rune on your chest is for 'fire', while the second is 'eternal'."

"Oh?" He hummed, giving Kirche's leg just a little bit more pressure, much to her delight.

"Mm~. Well, that isn't quite right. You have two 'fire' runes, but the first is more like 'spark'. The fourth and final rune is for 'spirit'."

"I see." His hands moved up her leg again, circling her butt. While Kirche might normally attribute that to men's fascination with such a thing, she knew otherwise with him. "And what does all that tell you about me?"

"W-Well…" Kirche had to catch her breath for a moment. "At first, I thought you might be a bonded spirit in a human host. Maybe you were blessed by a fire sprit, or the other students' idea about you being an experiment held some weight. But when you physically entered that boy's body, well…"

"A spirit made flesh." He finished her thought.

"Maybe even a demon." Kirche added on. "That would explain why Tabitha was acting differently. You gave her quite the scare when you appeared."

Aselith chuckled. "I have that effect on mages."

"But since she calmed down, I thought she had some degree of control over you even if that was the case. That, or you came to an understanding. Am I close?"

"Hm." The pressure increased slightly, as did the pleasure. "You are cleverer than you first seemed."

Kirche laughed, though it came out a little louder than intended. "Darling, did you perhaps think I was just a sexy fool?"

"I wouldn't use all of those words."

"So mean!" Kirche pouted. The magic hands continued their work. "Ahh~. You would have been a great familiar for me, I'm sure. Not that I don't like my Flame, of course."

"That would not have been possible." He said. "There is something special about that girl. Faded, perhaps dormant, but it's there."

Kirche knew her friend was special, just not any specifics. If her familiar had learned something about Tabitha, she'd like to know. "Anything you care to share with—Ahn~!"

"For another time, perhaps." He said, picking up his movements again.

Kirche was fine with that. It wasn't as if this heavenly being was going anywhere. She just let him work his magic—literally—on her.

"Ah, Aselith~!"

Her moans were getting progressively louder. She couldn't resist callout out his name. So many times, she would have to play up how the different boys pleasured her, but this time was no exaggeration. Aselith didn't even do any of that! Just his hands, and over her clothes no less! If she were to strip down…

The door to her room slammed open. "Kirche!"

She heard her friend's voice call out to her. With great effort, Kirche opened her eyes to see the worried look on her friend's face. "Hi, Tabby~. I borrowed your familiar~. Oh, now I'm seeing double~."

Author's Notes:

Were you hoping for a lemon? Fools! Did you not see the tags?