{Vira}
[Gods, this girl is adorable,] Vira thought, watching "lanie" stumble into her room.
The way she kept pretending not to know shit about magic was cute as fuck, especially when Vira had seen how her eyes tracked every amateur spell in the bar, analyzing them like she was grading papers.
Clearly, there was more going on with this girl. More than she wanted anyone to know, perhaps. And, that was just too alluring for Vira to resist.
"You're so fucking cute," Vira purred as they made out, tongues wrestling as she slowly pushed lanie onto the bed. The other nim bounced slightly, her tits jiggling in a way that made Vira's mouth water.
[Gods, her rack is perfect.]
"Ah, fuck," lanie slurred, "Co... 'ere..." She continued, making grabby hands at her. Her skirt had ridden up, showing off thighs that Vira very much wanted to bite.
Vira climbed on top of her, grinding down against lanie's body. The girl's hands imdiately found her ass, squeezing and kneading like she was trying to bake bread with Vira's cheeks.
"Mmm, sobody's eager," Vira teased, rolling her hips. The way lanie's eyes rolled back was deeply satisfying. "Though I bet you're even better at this than you're pretending to be too."
"Huh?" lanie blinked up at her, confusion dancing across her features.
"I saw how you were watching everyone's magic earlier," Vira explained, trailing kisses down lanie's neck. "You're not fooling , 'lanie'. You know way more than you're letting on."
lanie tensed beneath her.
"I don't-"
"Relax," Vira nipped at her collarbone. "I don't care why you're pretending. I just think it's hot."
Her hands found the buttons of lanie's top, popping them open one by one. Each new inch of purple skin revealed made her pussy throb with need. When lanie's tits finally sprang free, Vira's eyes widened.
"Fuck, you're gorgeous," she breathed, diving down to suck a nipple into her mouth.
lanie arched beneath her, tangling fingers in Vira's hair.
"Don't stop," she gasped. "Please don't- AH!"
Vira grinned around her mouthful of tit, letting her hand slide between lanie's legs. The other nim was soaked through her panties, her clit swollen and desperate for attention.
[Ti to make this pretty little thing scream.]
She kissed her way down lanie's body, pushing her skirt up around her waist. Just as she was about to pull those soaked panties aside-
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
"Oh for fuck's sake," Vira growled. She already knew who it was. "WHAT?"
"Vira? It's . We need to talk."
[Oh gods, not now. Not fucking NOW.]
"I'm busy, Koros!" she shouted at the door. "Very, VERY busy!"
"It's important."
Vira looked up at lanie, who was flushed and panting beneath her, then at the door where her idiot brother was probably standing with his stupid scarred-up face and his stupid "important" bullshit.
[If he's here about that incident downstairs I'm going to murder him. Slowly. With a rusty spoon.]
"Can't it wait?" she whined.
"No."
"Fuck." Vira's head dropped. She looked back at the girl beneath her, for a mont. "Could you give a sec? My brother needs sothing."
A bit of clarity seed to return to the girl's eyes. For a mont, Vira was worried her fun night was about to co to a close and this gem of a woman was about to walk out on her. No chance she'd find anyone else downstairs as interesting as her.
But, thankfully...
"Oh, uh, yeah. Yeah. Go ahead."
"Thanks babe." She gave her a tiny peck on the lips and slowly withdrew from the bed, making sure to put so extra swing in her steps as she walked to the door.
She opened the door. lanie got a brief look at Koros, but Koros didn't even spare a glance at her before Vira closed the door.
"What is it?"
"You should attend one of our etings," Koros said sternly, arms crossed like he was talking to one of his little "soldiers", "Support the-"
"The fucking cause," Vira rolled her eyes. "You an your suicide plot?"
Koros visibly gritted his teeth. Vira didn't give a shit how mad he was. Clearly, no one around him was telling him what he needed to hear. Only what he wanted to hear.
"We've already got multiple expert-level spellcasters, with just a few months of training. The plan is nowhere near as delusional as you think."
"No, it is," Vira countered. "If you think you're going to, I don't fucking know, usurp the throne or sothing just because you learned how to throw fire out of your hands, you're fucking crazy."
"What would you have us do?" He asked, eyes narrowed. Eyes just as green as her own. "Sit around and let these cretins keep enslaving us when we finally have a tool to fight back with? You-"
Vira shut him up with a kiss.
Her brother stiffened briefly before his tongue t hers. Vira caught it in her teeth and pulled it back, just enough to hurt a little, before letting it go.
"I'm horny. I'm drunk. Leave alone," Vira said.
"... Fine," Koros replied. "But, at so point, you need to understand that not choosing a side IS choosing a side."
And then, he walked away.
Letting her head hang, Vira walked back inside.
She worried she'd find that lanie either jumped out of the window or fell asleep, but she hadn't, thankfully.
"Now..." She got on the bed and crawled over the girl. "Where were we?"
---
{lisa}
[I didn't imagine it, right? That was the sa guy,] lisa thought, her alcohol-addled brain trying to process what she'd just seen. [The scarred-up face, the way he stood... that's definitely Mr. "Nothing Worth Dying Over" from downstairs.]
Her pussy was still throbbing, demanding attention, but now her spy instincts were screaming at her too. This was big. This was REALLY big.
[So the hot girl about to eat out is the sister of the guy planning... whatever the fuck they're planning. Because OF COURSE she is. The universe really wants to earn my orgasms today, huh?]
"Everything okay?" Vira asked, crawling back onto the bed. Her tits swayed hypnotically as she moved.
[Focus. You should probably leave. This is way too complicated and- oh FUCK.]
Vira's tongue found her clit, and suddenly complicated didn't matter anymore. The hot, wet pressure against her most sensitive spot wiped every coherent thought from lisa's mind.
"Holy shit," she gasped, tangling her fingers in Vira's crimson hair. "Don't stop, don't you dare fucking stop!"
[Mission... there was... sothing about a mission...]
But Vira's tongue was doing things that should probably be illegal in at least twelve kingdoms, and lisa's spy brain finally surrendered to her nim urges. She ca screaming, her thighs clamped around Vira's head while the other nim devoured her like she was starving.
"Now," Vira said, putting her knees on the sides of lisa's head, her pussy hovering just over lisa's tongue. "Care to return the favor?"
lisa did not decline.
---
Sunlight stabbed through lisa's eyelids like a knife to the brain.
[Oh gods, my head. What the fuck was in those shots?]
She tried to move but found herself tangled in both sheets and limbs. Vira was wrapped around her like a horny octopus, one leg thrown over lisa's hip and an arm curled possessively around her waist.
[Right. That happened. A lot. In many positions.]
mories of the night before ca flooding back. The map. The backroom. Koros and his "expert-level spellcasters." And in between all that important intel, approximately eight orgasms.
[Isabella's going to be so proud,] lisa thought, then winced as her head throbbed. [Though she's also going to be pissed she missed out. Maybe we could-]
"Mmm," Vira stirred, pressing closer. Her tits squished against lisa's back as she planted sleepy kisses on her neck. "Morning, beautiful."
[Fuck. What's the protocol here? Is there a chapter in the Spy Handbook about morning-after etiquette when you've accidentally fucked the sister of your investigation target?]
"Morning," lisa managed, very aware of how Vira's hand was already wandering south. "I should probably-"
"Stay for breakfast?" Vira suggested, her fingers finding lisa's clit. "Or we could work up an appetite first..."
[I really shouldn't. This is already complicated enough. I need to report to Aria and- oh FUCK that feels good.]
"Maybe just a quickie," lisa heard herself say.
[... I am the worst spy ever.]
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