This is going to get wild.
“Traitor. Singular. I’m always on her side and this was a brilliant exercise of her power.”Seismet scoffs.
“True. Traitor.” Riven’s finger points at Verlet, who chuckles through our minds.
“We’re providing her with a celebratory head start. She deserves it after all that work she just put in.”
“How dare you take her side? Look at this.”
“I’d rather not.”
I can’t help but look over, then huff as Riven highlights the outline of his dick through his pants.
At least I’m not the only one affected.
“And here I was worried the little smart-ass was going to use our souls against us,” Creed says as he starts stomping—awkwardly, I might add—through the Veilatara as they split apart.
After he passes their tails, he takes off.
“To address your comment, Kyzen, yes, it was impressive. I believe she’s going to master this power quickly. Unfortunately and fortunately. I fear she’s going to be acting more like Riven than I please.”
“Hey. Never have I ever made you get a hard-on then ran away.”
“You would if you could.”
He thinks about that for a second before snorting, then skipping toward the tree line.
“She’s going to be phenomenal,” I breathe as we start jogging as well.
“Yes, yes, she is.”
Thayla
37
I’m proud to say, the guys have walked around with random boners for six days now.
Sometimes I take care of the issues I caused. Sometimes not.
I’ll admit, day two until yesterday of working on my Seduction power wasn’t as easy as the first because Riven refused to use his harmony.
I guess that was his form of punishment.
Personally, I think it was punishment enough when he decided to describe to me—in detail—how he masturbated in the shower, imagining it was my mouth.
Of course I acted pissy, but deep down, I would’ve given anything to see it.
Sensing and isolating my Seduction became the hardest thing for me to conquer because the rest of the power inside of me wanted a turn now that I’m more graciously accepting and encouraging it.
Each time that happened, I freaked out, worrying I was going to accidentally turn the guys or one of our companions into ash.
Fear and doubt definitely started rearing their ugly heads because the days were growing shorter and shorter. Each training session that lasted hours felt like minutes.
It seemed like the realm knew something big was coming and it was racing toward it rather than letting it happen on its own.
The guys smiled and reassured me constantly, but they couldn’t truly hide their worry from me. It grew more pronounced every time I had a slip-up and sucked my power back into me.
It was most evident yesterday morning, and I gave myself a stern, unkind talking-to before we even headed out for physical training with everyone.
