“Me too,” I agreed on a moan before a choking sound made Zuko and I pause.
I looked over to see Slater literallychokingon my panties. “Slater!”
Zuko pulled out quickly and shoved his fingers into Slater’s mouth, retrieving my panties from his throat. “Dude, are you fucking kidding me?”
“What a way to go that would’ve been,” he croaked, coughing. “I taste her on your fingers.”
My mouth dropped. “I can’t believe you almost died choking on my panties!”
He weakly grabbed them back from Zuko and held them in his fist. “They’re mine. I almost died for them.”
“By all means.” Zuko gestured, wiping the saliva from his hand on my comforter.
“Was I a good boy, venom baby?” he whined.
“Such a good boy, Havoc baby,” I cooed.
“I know I was good because you came so fucking good around my cock,” Zuko gloated.
“Are you three finished yet?” Dimitri snapped, his irritation palpable even through the door. “We’d like to get some work done if you are.”
The three of us burst out laughing as we quickly dressed and joined the squad, but nobody could keep a straight face after that.
drecken
. . .
Quarter two endedlike an abrupt arcane ritual. The syllabus insisted that three months had passed. My notebook insisted it was four. What was even odder to me was that I’d been teaching here for six months now.
I made a final notation in the margin of my notebook about the tincture I was failing to create.
Hypothesis: “Butterflies” (thoracic flutter; coronary arousal) is a reproducible euphoric pattern caused by proximity + intention + perceived safety → can be captured in a side effect.
Beside it, I’d written a less tidy line:
Unrelated: for the first time in my life, I’ve experienced envy. Unhelpful emotion.
Progress demanded a live trial, and if I was correct, I could push intent into the tincture to recreate the way Rune Bloodwyne made me feel.
I fell back into a portal and teleported to collect what was becoming my favorite variable.
Teleporting into Rune’s room without knocking had been a genius plan since I was efficient, but I immediately discovered a flaw.
She was asleep.Naked. Between Zuko and Slater.
Morning light slid down the line of her back, caressing the swell of her ass, and that image seared into my brain like a long equation I didn’t know how to solve.
There was a sharp, unfamiliar compression in my chest.
I reached through another portal and grabbed my notebook. Quickly I jotted down:
Note: heart rate increased, limbs…numb. The feeling is not pleasant. It is sharp. Painful. New.
Zuko peeked under his forearm at me and grinned without moving. “Hey, old man,” he said with a sleepy voice.
“I’m not old, asshole,” Slater mumbled from the other side, bending down and gripping Rune’s ass cheek and pulling her up over his dick,impaling her on it.
She moanedloudly, waking up and instinctively rocking back and forth on it. “Fuck,Slater…”
