Echoes Of The Seven

Eris genuinely couldn’t help but moan around the dick in her mouth for a multitude of reasons. Most prominently was the fact that her seat’s nose was rubbing up against the front of her clit, and the seat’s tongue was about as deep inside her as it could manage. Not much, but given the fact that it was swirling, lapping, and suckling the entire time sent shivers and tingles through Eris’s body with each passing second.

Of course, that wasn’t the only thing giving her the jitters. It also had to do with the fact that she was whorishly bobbing her head down on the top half of Yenni’s cock and liking it. It felt so wrong to do this, but that made it feel so right.

So, Eris continued.

Since she didn’t have even the first idea of how to properly deepthroat, and she really didn’t want to ruin the mood by giving it a try only to end up vomiting all over Yenni’s lap, Eris stuck to what she knew she could manage. Fingers massaged spit into what she couldn’t reach with her mouth, and stroked in tandem with her sucking. Every time her hand travelled back up to meet her lips, she twisted her wrist to add horizontal movement and hopefully make an even greater sensation. Even though it felt a little bit like Eris was giving a blowjob to a screwdriver while she used it, Yenni was leaning back on her elbows and letting out very content sighs to show that the redhead was doing a serviceable job.

Naturally, Eris’s administrations faltered for a minute when she came on Amber’s tongue. The Artificer could do little more than let out open-mouthed gasps while pressing her forehead into Yenni’s thigh. The blackette didn’t seem to mind, though. With her cock pressing up against Eris’s cheek, she just ran gentle fingers through the redhead’s hair and patiently waited for Eris to finish shaking with the convulsions of her climax.

“That’s it…” she cooed. “Cum on her tongue. Show her she’s doing a good job.”

All Eris could manage was a little whine. She hoped that was enough. Whether it was or not, Amber wasn’t stopping. The brunette continued to slurp out Eris’s insides while Eris struggled to pull herself back together long enough to try and finish off Yenni. Thankfully, Yenni must have been so worked up by this point that even Eris’s desperate slobbers and fist-fucking was enough to seal the deal.

“Oh fuck- ohh… I’m so close…”

Although Eris appreciated Yenni’s warning, it was ultimately unneeded. It didn’t change anything aside from giving Eris the focus for the final sprint. The amount of pride that filled Eris’s chest when Yenni’s cock twitched once, twice, then gave up its treasure was indescribable.

Cum poured into Eris’s mouth about as quickly as she could swallow it down. It tasted remarkably similar to Alex’s own fluids, which was pretty much what Eris expected. After all, how different could two people’s cum taste?

Either way, she greedily slurped it all down, audibly swallowing while her fingers pumped Yanni’s shaft like it owed her a handful of moons. It was lousy technique fueled only by post-climax desperation, but it apparently served well enough to make Yenni tilt her head back in satisfaction while she unloaded herself into Eris’s mouth. It was many long moments before Eris, trembling because Amber was still licking, shakily pulled off of Yenni’s spit-soaked length and shifted her hips back a few inches to remove herself from Amber’s mouth. The brunette was looking up at her with an expression on her face that Eris couldn’t place. The best word that Eris could possibly use to describe it would be something akin to ‘contemplation’. Either way, Eris bit the inside of her cheek and continued to shift backwards- awkwardly shuffling down Amber’s body until the brunette’s cock bumped up against her ass.

Oh, there were some nice tingles as Eris slid back just a little bit further, subsequently grinding Amber’s erect shaft right along her folds and lubing it up a little bit with the nectar leaking out of her pussy. Eris stopped when the cock emerged out in front of her, allowing her to reach down with one hand and wrap a few gentle fingers while she pointed it at the ceiling.

“Ready?” Eris tried really hard not to blush while she trained her eyes on Amber. Eris needed to be the one in control here, not some red-faced mess. Still, nothing could have prepared her for the flatness in Amber’s response.

“Just do it.”

Eris paused. That most certainly wasn’t the ideal reaction. A ‘Yes’, ‘No, but let’s do it anyway’, or even a simple nod would have been better than this. ‘Just do it’ had the same energy as ‘Let’s get this over with already’.

However, Eris couldn’t help but measure Amber’s shaft with her fingers. As Yenni said earlier, tonight was for enjoying however they wanted, and tomorrow Amber would figure out where she stood. A little bit of apprehension would be normal for someone in Amber’s position, right? In this moment, it was Eris’s job as their experimental whore to give Amber the full experience so the brunette could accurately figure out exactly what she wanted later.

The fact that Eris was all but leaking as she lined up their nethers was merely a happy coincidence.

Eris let out a content sigh as she lowered her hips and let Amber slowly fill her up. The tingles of pleasure warmed her core at the familiar sensation of being stuffed, and that alone made all the embarrassment leading up to this point worth it. When Eris’s butt landed gently on Amber’s thighs, a shiver of victory ran through her.

She did it. She didn’t need help from Jaxie, or Bailey, or anyone. She found herself a fuck on her own, and now she was intending to enjoy it. Her hips raised to let a few inches slide free before they were ultimately shoved back inside when she lowered with a burst of pleasured friction. Then another. And another.

Eris was vaguely aware of Amber making faces, but she honestly couldn’t bring herself to care about what the expressions meant- if they were good or bad. As long as Amber wasn’t trying to lift Eris up and off her cock, it didn’t matter all that much what was happening on her end. Eris was more than content to pick up the speed.

“Wow,” Yenni chuckled. “You’re really going for it.”

Eris didn’t respond- not verbally, at least. Instead, she leaned forward, used her hands to brace her weight on Amber’s shoulders, then allowed that extra leverage to let her slap down onto Amber’s pelvis even more. Heat was flowing through her abdomen freely, spurred on every time the brunette’s length pierced through glistening, rippling walls to reach the depths. A bead of sweat dripped from Eris’s brow and landed directly in between Amber’s smaller breasts that jiggled with the recoil of the girl bouncing on her lap.

“Wanna take this onto the bed so I can join in?” Yenni offered with a grin. Eris spoke in between pants.

“In… a minute.”

“Hmm, something tells me it won’t be that long.”

Eris ignored the girl on the bed and kept riding- rolling her hips as she brought them up and down the turgid length that was her new toy. Legs were already starting to burn with strain, but Eris didn’t care.

“I’m gonna cum…” Amber warned, causing Eris’s heart to drop. Instinctively, she found herself staring into the girl’s eyes.

“Not yet.”

Amber’s eyes went wide and questioning, but Eris gritted her teeth and brought one hand down to hold a pair of fingers against the top of her sex. A little bit of rubbing and friction on the sensitive bean that was her clit sent shivers through her legs that almost, almost, made her enthusiastic riding falter. Fuck, she was so close…

Amber grunted and twitched beneath Eris, acting as the only other warning the redhead received before feeling the instrument bringing her pleasure start to throb earnestly. Even while an external feeling of warmth seemed to flow up into her, Eris didn’t slow her movements one bit. It didn’t matter that Amber was cumming- Eris was so fucking close.

“Ohh, stop- stop…”

Amber groaned through the overstimulation and even reached her hands forward to instinctively grab Eris’s hips while she was bottomed out. Despite the strong grip keeping her from moving, Eris tried desperately to continue her bouncing. Amber wasn’t letting her- instead holding her in place while a shaft bucked and vomited inside her. Eris grumbled, redoubled the efforts with her hand, and began swirling her hips to stir both of them around. Amber let out a groan.

Eris didn’t care- especially not when her legs shook and she felt herself tipping over the edge of release. Finally, only then did she stop moving and clamp down on Amber like a firm, wet handshake and allow for her climax to wash over her. She leaned all the way forward until she was laying on top of Amber, tits-to-tits, letting the warmth of her skin send pinpoints that her climax seemed to flow towards like landmarks on a map. Every inch of their flesh that touched together was golden tingles as Eris pressed herself down into the Gladiator.

It was many, many long moments of panting before someone spoke again. That someone was Eris, who sat back up and raised her hips to let Amber slide free with a glistening sheen. A dribble of creamy white beaded up at the entrance and started to leak out as Eris trained her eyes on Yenni who was still seated on the bed.

“Your turn.”

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Leyla leaned her head back against the bricks of the dorm building, trying very hard to keep from getting flustered. It didn’t matter how many Desire-gathering sessions Eris had with Jasmine and Alexandra, or how many times she hooked up with Bailey these last few days. Having a magical sensor just on the inside of the room’s window that filled Leyla’s ears with the sound of Eris's sex-capades was really difficult to keep a regular heartbeat through.

The fact that her shift was so close to having been over only made it worse. If those teammates hadn’t shown up and inspired this whole ‘Rite of Passage’, then Eris would have bedded down for the night and Leyla could have gone home to Addy. But no, Leyla was going to have another late night while listening to three individuals sticking their equipment in various holes.

Leyla shook her head. This wasn’t just a matter of having sex to gather Desire and become more powerful- this was Eris becoming a genuine slut. For fuck’s sake, it was one thing to knock on a door and ask for sex. It was another to walk inside their room and strip naked without even asking for a couple of names. It benefitted her class in the long run, but Eris wouldn’t be able to use that excuse forever. In fact, even if Eris hadn’t been bound to the sin of Lust, Leyla was willing to bet the redhead might have ended up in this situation anyway.

A movement in the corner of Leyla’s eye caught her attention. Not only were very few people walking around at this time of night, none of them had that much hair bouncing behind them in the biggest, poofiest blonde ponytail that Leyla had ever seen.

What in Grihm was Bailey doing out?

Still keeping her ears locked on the events of the room- since it was literally her job-, Leyla slowly crept out of the alleyway. One hand was splayed out facing the ground, extending and shifting fingers to conjure invisible plates of force hovering a half-inch above the gravel in between the buildings. The barriers easily held Leyla’s weight as she stepped across them, completely avoiding the risk of crunching any gravel and making a sound. When Leyla reached the exit of the alley, she just barely caught a glimpse of Bailey’s hair disappearing into dorm number thirteen. Leyla’s eyes narrowed.

Thankfully, it was barely a minute before the blonde walked right back out of the building with a very stern expression on her face. To Leyla’s surprise, a nervous-looking Jasmine was following behind as they disappeared down an alley between the dorms.

Well, that was intriguing. Unfortunately, Leyla also had to keep track of Eris. Not only was Eris not sleeping, she was also in the company of new people. She doubted the Artificer would spill any secrets to the randoms she started having sex with, nor that they would try to attack Eris, but there were other reasons to keep track at all times. If they suddenly kicked her out of the apartment for whatever reason, Leyla needed to know exactly where Eris was going.

With a low sigh, Leyla stepped out in front of the building and turned to the ground-level window of room 01003 with the closed curtains. Curtains didn’t stop her from simply placing the sensor immediately on the other side of the glass so she could still hear, but it did prevent her from effectively transporting her vision or else she’d see nothing but cloth. Leyla slowly twitched her thumb and let a needle-sized shard of invisible force form just inside the window.

Milimeter by milimeter, Leyla painstakingly moved the shard into the curtain and caused the fabric to shift. There was an incredibly good chance that the three girls in the room were more than distracted enough to not notice how the bottom of the curtain started to widen in a gap, but Leyla still wanted to keep it slow and steady. When the cloth moved over just enough to make a paper-thin seam that let Leyla look into the room, she felt her face itch uncomfortably as the sound sensor ended and was replaced further into the room.

One of Leyla’s hands stayed very still while only her thumb shifted at the same rate the force shard did- gently lowering the curtain back into place. Meanwhile, her other hand faced downwards and danced fingers in time with her steps. The ground beneath Leyla grew further and further away as she climbed up platforms of magic like invisible stairs, quietly sprinting upwards through the air as she crossed the empty street.

A moment later, she was crouched on a transparent barrier twenty feet directly above the Alchemist and Berserker in the beginning of their conversation. Leyla wasn’t worried about being spotted. Even if they looked up for whatever reason- which people did shockingly little of as Leyla had discovered-, the lamplight from the street barely illuminated the ground in between the dorms. Two dozen feet up like she was? In the dark blue Syndicate uniform, Leyla may as well have been invisible.

A quick rub of the leather band caused Leyla’s vision to go blurry for a single moment before the extremely dim alleyway turned into a low-lit room with three figures shamelessly fucking. Eris was on her back on the bed with Yenni crouched over in missionary. Right up behind the black-haired girl was Amber, presumably fucking Yenni’s ass and linking the three of them together like a sex chain. At least Leyla could keep an eye on Eris while the gentle night breeze tickled her ears alongside Bailey’s accusatory voice drilling into Jasmine. Leyla truly had to keep from chuckling. Of all the espionage she’s done, having to eavesdrop on a conversation while simultaneously watching a threesome was a first. Considering Eris’s circumstances?

Leyla had an unfortunate feeling this was far from the last time she’d be in this kind of situation.