My platforms click against the arena floor as I make my way back to my crew. The adrenaline’s still pumping, making everything feel a little surreal.
[Also might be the fact that my tits are just... out.]
Svetlana’s ice magic has the whole place feeling like a walk-in freezer. My nipples are so hard they could probably judgnt cut a motherfucker at this point, and my skin’s covered in goosebumps.
[But fuck it. After that video of railing Haruka went viral, being half-naked is practically my brand.]
"BAAAAABE!"
I barely have ti to brace myself before Haruka slams into , all titty and enthusiasm. Her lips find mine imdiately, and I lt into the victory kiss.
"Mmph!" I manage as she practically tries to crawl inside my mouth. Her hands are everywhere - my waist, my ass, my tits.
[At least she’s warm...] I think as I hug ger back.
"You were so fucking hot!" She squeals when she finally lets breathe. "The way you just... and then she... and your TITS!"
"Thanks babe," I laugh, giving her ass a squeeze that makes her yelp. "That was a fun one, gotta keep it real. I’m so done for the day, though."
"I an..." Haruka wiggles her eyebrows. "We could always give them another show-"
"NO." Nao cuts in, her face bright red. "Absolutely not."
Haruka and I look at each other, giggling.
[This bitch got it baaaad.]
"I was just kidding," Haruka reassures her. "Mostly."
I catch Reina trying to hide a smile behind her hand. She’s got this look in her eyes that’s making my dick twitch in my skirt.
"That was..." Reina pauses, like she’s choosing her words carefully. "Actually quite impressive. The way you used that precision strike at the end..."
"Aw, princess!" I drape myself over her shoulders, making sure to press my tits against her back. "You DO care!"
She stiffens for a second, but doesn’t push away.
"I simply appreciate good technique," she mutters, but her ears are twitching.
[Sure, baby. Keep telling yourself that.]
And, with all that done, we settle in to watch the rest of the matches.
So French girl absolutely demolishes her opponent with these sparkly pink spells that look like they belong in a magical girl ani. The British chick gets her ass handed to her by one of the Chinese students.
"Damn," Haruka whistles after a particularly nasty knockout during a later fight. "Remind not to piss off the Singapore crew."
"Like you’d ever actually fight anyone," Nao snorts.
"Hey! My priorities are what they are!"
I’m only half listening to their bickering. My mind keeps drifting back to that mont with Svetlana, when everything clicked. The way her eyes widened just before my spell hit...
[Maybe I should ask if she wants to grab a drink later- NO. Bad Akari. You already have enough complicated sexual situations going on.]
Finally, after what feels like forever (and my tits nearly freezing solid), the professors start filing out.
The fights are done.
They’re all trying to look dignified, but I catch more than a few of them sneaking glances at my chest. Yeah, I still got the girlies out.
[Pervs. At least the students are honest about staring.]
"An excellent showing from all our participants," so stuffy British professor announces. "Day One of the International Magical Exhibition is officially complete! Thank you for your participation!"
"Thank fuck," I stretch, making sure to arch my back just right. I hear at least three people drop their phones. "I need a hot shower and about twelve hours of sleep."
"And maybe a shirt?" Nao suggests drily.
"Eh," I shrug, making my tits bounce. "Maybe. If I feel like it."
Reina sighs and shrugs off her jacket, holding it out to .
"Here. Before you catch your death."
"Aw, princess!" I slip it on, making sure to brush my fingers against hers. "You’re gonna make think you care!"
The jacket slls like her - expensive perfu and that weird cat-girl shampoo she uses. It’s... nice.
"Let’s get out of here," Haruka links her arm with mine. "I saw they’ve got this huge hot tub on the roof..."
"NO." Nao and Reina say in perfect unison.
I laugh, letting Haruka drag toward the exit. Behind us, I catch Svetlana watching, that sa look of grudging respect on her face.
[Day One down,] I think, feeling the weight of Reina’s jacket on my shoulders and Haruka’s warmth against my side.
---
If the first pool party was good, now, with all that fighting? Now, it’s a legit party! Clearly, the hotel accurately predicted how we’d feel.
I’m talking fancy-ass mood lighting, with a magical veil placed over our heads to simulate the sky having turned purple, a bar that’s literally IN the pool, and with literally everyone in the pool this ti there’s just barely enough space for everyone to spread out without awkward "oops, touched your dick" monts.
Unless you want those monts, which... let’s be real, most of these horny mages absolutely do. I’ve already counted at least three "accidental" gropes and one very purposeful makeout session in the deep end.
[Damn, I love the energy today!]
I adjust my bikini top, making sure the girls are sitting just right. It’s hot pink with little rhinestones, matches my platforms perfectly. Well, the platforms I had to take off to get in the pool. My tits are basically begging to pop out and say hello to everyone, but after that fight? A nip slip is practically PG-13 as far as I’m concerned.
"Shots! Shots! Shots!" Haruka announces, already at the pool bar. She’s wearing this tiny black string bikini that’s got literally everyone’s eyes tracking her every fucking move. Really, her tits look absolutely incredible, all oiled up and glistening, bouncing with every step like they’re trying to hypnotize anyone who looks at them. "We gotta celebrate!"
[God, why did it take so long to start FUGGIN’ this girl?] It’s weird, but this mont, hearing her all peppy is what puts into perspective how much ti I wasted where I could have been stuffin’ her. Like, seriously, what was I thinking?
"It’s barely evening," Nao grumbles, but I catch her eyes lingering on Haruka’s bubble butt as my bestie bends over the bar. Girl’s about as subtle as a dickslap to the face.
This ti, our tiger girl’s rocking a sporty one-piece that shows off her muscles. Like, DAMN. Those abs could grate cheese. And that ass? The way it fills out that swimsuit should be illegal. Every ti she moves, that tiger tail swishes in a way that has half the pool ready to risk it all.
[No wonder Haruka’s been trying to get all up in that. I an... I would.]
"Co on, kitty!" Haruka splashes back over, drinks balanced precariously on a tray. Her tits bounce with each movent, threatening to pop out of her top. One good wave and we’re all getting a show. "Live a little!"
Nao’s face goes red, her tail swishing irritably. But she takes the shot when Haruka hands it to her, and I don’t miss how their fingers brush. Or how Nao’s breath catches when they do.
[Oh? What’s this?]
Haruka cos over to next, her smile instantly turning lewd as shit. That’s her "I’m about to start so trouble" smile. I’ve seen it right before she’s dropped to her knees enough tis to know.
"Here," she says, holding out my shot. But, instead of handing it to , she drinks it herself.
I’m about to go "you little hoe" when she drifts closer.
[Oh.]
My turn to grin like an idiot.
She kisses , passing the alcohol to in the best way as her tongue slips in my mouth. She tastes like vodka and strawberry lip gloss, and I can feel her tits pressing against mine, all soft and warm and fuck, my dick’s definitely getting hard.
"Mmm~" Our tongues bat against each other, both our eyes closed, fully focusing on the, uh, matter at hand as opposed to our two-person audience.
... Though I can definitely feel Reina and Nao staring.
Haruka pulls back with a wink, leaving kind of dazed and definitely turned on.
"... Warn a bitch next ti," I mutter, still smiling. Oh, I can feel Haru’s dick touching mine all of a sudden.
"For what?" Haru giggles.
I look over at Reina, then. The goth princess is perched on the edge of the pool, and baby? That black bikini is doing things to . It’s sohow both elegant and absolutely fuck- phenonal, showing off curves that have my newly-cald dick saying "round two?"
Her pale skin’s practically glowing in the magical lighting, water droplets rolling down between her perky boobs in a way that makes want to follow them with my tongue. Her cat ears twitch as she notices staring, but she doesn’t look away.
Haruka notices my gaze and gets that "I just got an idea" face.
"Reeeeeinaaaa!" Haruka calls out, already swimming over to bother our favorite goth girl. "Co play with us!"
But Reina’s attention is still on . After a beat, though, she rolls her eyes at Haruka and goes:
"Fine, fine. I suppose it would be a waste."
And, as she cos over, she stops right next to .
From there, I watch as Haruka tries to coax Nao into the deeper water, while simultaneously managing to "accidentally" brush against her every few seconds. The tiger girl’s getting more and more flustered, her face redder than my lipstick.
[They just need to fuck already. The sexual tension is killing .]
Looking over at Reina, I go:
"Sup?"
"That’s the best you’ve got?" Reina asks, but her lips are curving into a smile.
"What? Too casual?"
"Too obvious."
"Ah, shit," I swing an arm over her shoulders, letting my tits press against her arm. "Guess I’ll try again later."
The way she leans into the touch tells I won’t have to try too hard.
Up ahead, Haruka’s still playing her little ga with Nao. Every "accidental" touch, every little brush of skin on skin, has the tiger girl’s tail twitching faster. It’s like watching the world’s most obvious mating dance.
"I swear to god," Haruka’s saying, pressing her tits right up against Nao’s back as she "helps" her with her form. "Your shoulders are so tense, baby!"
But I’m barely paying attention to their disaster-in-progress. Not when Reina’s right here, her thigh pressed against mine, water droplets rolling down her neck in a way that’s making my dick throb.
The pool’s gotten more crowded. So French girl’s getting mighty friendly with one of the Brazilian students in the deep end. That Marcus guy’s doing so kind of magical ab workout that has half the pool drooling. The Chinese crew’s started so kind of drinking ga that involves way too much giggling.
But it all feels like background noise. Like the world’s faded out except for this little bubble of space where Reina’s skin is touching mine.
"It’s funny," she says suddenly, her voice soft enough that I have to lean in closer to hear. Not that I’m complaining about the excuse to press against her more.
"What is?"
"Normally," she continues, watching Haruka absolutely fail at pretending she’s not trying to get into Nao’s swimsuit, "I’d be stressing about what Father will think."
"About the fight?" I ask, thinking about how the caras had been going crazy during our matches.
"Mm," she nods. "The videos are probably already trending on ManaGram. My form, my strategy, my everything. For sure, he’ll be criticizing all of it."
She’s looking off at nothing in particular.
"But right now..." she trails off.
"Right now?" I prompt, trying not to focus on how good she slls, or how her wet skin feels against mine, or how my dick’s harder than my Advanced Runic Theory final.
She turns to look at , those blue eyes sparkling with sothing that’s definitely not proper heiress behavior.
"Right now," she says, her lips curving into a smirk, "I’m just trying not to laugh at how obvious your hard-on is beneath the surface."
I blink.
Then I grin, doing absolutely nothing to hide it.
"Bold words from soone who’s been eye-fucking since I got in the pool."
Her ears twitch, but she doesn’t deny it.
"Shaless as always."
We stand there for a mont. Reina with her princess-like gaze... with my dick hard.
And, sothing cos to my mind, then.
[Fuck it. When else am I gonna get a chance like this?]
I reach over to the tray of shots Haruka left behind, trying not to focus on how my movent makes my tits brush against Reina’s arm. Though, real talk? The way her breath catches? Worth it.
The shot glass feels cool against my fingers as I pick it up. So kind of magical alcohol that’s making the liquid inside shimr like starlight.
"Here," I say, holding it out to her like I’m actually planning to hand it over.
Reina raises one perfect eyebrow, watching with those perfect blue eyes.
[Here goes nothing...]
I take the shot back.
I tilt my head back, letting the shot slide into my mouth. The alcohol burns, but in that good way that promises fun decisions later.
When I look back at Reina, her lips are curved in a smirk that’s doing absolutely illegal things to my already hard cock.
"Couldn’t think of sothing original?" She asks.
I shrug, trying to play it cool even though my heart’s going harder than when I was fighting Svetlana.
I move closer.
Her smirk widens just a fraction.
She’s not moving away. Well, I an, her back’s to the pool wall, but she’s not shoving back, and she’s not turning away.
[Fuck it.]
I lean in.
The first brush of our lips is weirdly gentle for how hard my dick is right now. She tastes like chlorine and expensive lipstick, and when her lips part, accepting the shot, I swear my heart stops for a second.
Then her tongue ets mine, and holy SHIT.
[So THIS is what I’ve been missing...]
The alcohol passes between us, but neither of us is pulling away. Her hand cos up to tangle in my hair, nails scraping against my scalp in a way that makes my whole body shiver. My hands find her waist, pulling her closer until I can feel her tits pressed against mine, her skin hot even in the cool water.
Soone wolf-whistles - probably Haruka, the horny little enabler - but I barely hear it. I’m too focused on how Reina kisses like she fights: precise, powerful, and taking absolutely no prisoners.
Her other hand slides down my back, and I can feel her claws just barely pricking my skin. The tiny flash of pain goes straight to my dick, making groan into her mouth.
[Fuck, I should have done this AGES ago.]
When we finally break apart, we’re both breathing hard. Her lips are swollen, her pupils blown wide, and there’s this flush spreading down her neck that makes want to follow it with my tongue.
"Well," she says, her voice raspier than usual. "That was..."
"Yeah," I agree, still close enough that our lips brush when I talk. My dick’s so hard it actually hurts, pressing against her thigh through my swim trunks.
She shifts slightly, and I know she can feel it. The way her breath catches tells she’s not complaining.
"Crazy, huh?" I ask.
"Yeah... Pretty wild," she replies, before I kiss her again.
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