Font of Fertility Ch. 44 (Alpha)

The following is the Alpha Draft of Font of Fertility Ch 44. As an Alpha draft, this is not the final work and may see major changes prior to final posting out in the wide world.

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“Mmmmy guy,” Benji said as he slid in next to me at my locker.

“Hey,” I grunted. Even with the latest revelation of putting together the siphon rune with Lindsey the day before, I still wasn’t thrilled about burning magic just to wake myself up a bit more in the morning. Maybe it was just me being stubborn, but I kinda felt like I deserved the tired feeling in my eyes and body, considering what I’d gotten up to with Lauren and Aidra the night before.

It helped that Aidra’s mother Ramona knew exactly who I was, so she wasn’t exactly going to call us out for secretly meeting at Aidra’s house for an evening threesome. There was no way we could have gotten away with it at mine or Lauren’s.

I’d also slept like shit afterwards, mostly due to memories of the Doubt Test haunting me. Maybe I needed some therapy or something.

“So, I was thinking,” Benji said. “Pretty much all weekend, right? And I think I know what magic thing we should do next.”

“Uh-huh,” I mumbled, not really listening to him but already knowing that this was not about ‘us’ doing something.

“X-ray vision,” Benji said, waving his hands like he was revealing a majestic, innovative concept that was going to revolutionise the world as we knew it.

“You wanna see people’s bones?” I asked. That was a kink that I’d never heard of before.

“No,” Benji scoffed. “Dude, just clothes, duh. Like we walk around school all day seeing through people's clothes.”

I blinked slowly, still staring into my locker, and finally turned towards him. “You do realise that you would be seeing everyone naked, right? Like all the guys?”

“I figure I can ignore the dongs and focus on the boobs and butts,” he shrugged.

“You’d be seeing me and Jay naked,” I countered.

“OK, just- X-ray vision through women’s clothes,” he adjusted his suggestion.

“Then you’re seeing Lauren and Aidra naked,” I said flatly.

He obviously saw where that particular point was leading, and how I’d nominally forgiven but not forgotten the thing with the drone and Lauren’s bedroom window. “All women other than them?” he asked.

“You wanna see Mrs Gerlowits naked?” I asked.

He winced. Gerlowits was the Grade 9 Geography teacher and was unfortunately huge. I’d honestly considered casting a spell on her just to help her slowly lose weight because she was such a nice lady, but she definitely wasn’t on the ‘Wouldn’t mind seeing her naked’ spectrum of people in the school.

Benji, unfortunately, either wasn’t getting the hint or was wilfully ignoring it.

“X-ray vision of women’s clothing, being worn by women under… I dunno, twenty-five per cent BMI, excluding Lauren and Aidra,” he said, ticking off the exception on his fingers.

“You want to see the Grade Nine girls naked?” I sneered. “They’re four years younger than us. Dude, gross.”

“Fucking- Being worn by females who are at least eighteen,” he added in exasperation.

“Why, Benji?” I asked.

“...Because,” he said, as if it were obvious. To be fair, it was obvious, but I wanted him to say it, so I just raised my eyebrows at him. He just widened his eyes at me, trying to make his point, but I stonewalled him until he scoffed and lowered his voice even more than it had already been. “Because I wanna see all the hotties in school naked, and you’re a sex wizard, so I figure that’s not exactly outside your wheelhouse, dude.”

In theory, I could cast that spell. I could even protect more specific individuals than just Lauren and Aidra - Tala, Zena, Beth, and Ms Morrison were all women I wouldn’t want Benji leering at. And doing that would lower the cost of the spell since I could treat them as restrictions instead of additions. Add on some more restrictions, like upper age range, distance, and that sort of thing, and it wouldn’t be that big a cost at all.

Of course, there was also no way I was going to help him violate the privacy of every girl in our grade, and any of the hot teachers he wanted to see.

“What are you planning on giving me for it?” I asked him.

He grimaced. “Aw, man, don’t be like that,” he said.

“Dude, I warned you,” I told him. “You’ve already gotten two spells as favours. You know who hasn’t gotten any? Jay. You know who deserves a favour?”

“Jay,” Benji sighed, his shoulders dropping. “Fine. No X-ray powers today.”

“How about just ‘no x-ray powers?’” I suggested.

He waved, partially in acknowledgement and partially in dismissal. “Alright, well, I gotta get to my locker now that you’ve kicked me while I’m down. I’ll see you in English. Say hey to Jay for me.”

“I will,” I said, shaking my head as he trudged down the corridor like I’d just denied him a new puppy or something.

To be fair, the idea was an interesting one in a perverted way; it just lacked any sort of consent, so it was a No-Go for me.

“Goood morning,” Lauren said, colliding into me from behind and hugging me tightly before kissing the side of my neck.

“Morning, baby,” I said, craning my neck to look back at her. It hadn’t even been eight hours since I’d seen her last, teleportalling her back home after our romp at Aidra’s, but she was still a bright point of energy just seeing her smile.

“Good morning, stud,” Aidra said, coming around from behind me as well, grinning just as hard. I had a moment of thinking how I’d left her last night too - grinning just like that, but completely naked and my cum covering her face and her ass a bright pink from being spanked. She was fully done up today, with black lipstick and shadow eye makeup, her black hair pulled back into a bun held in place by a pair of black chopsticks. She was wearing a bright, blood-red shirt with a black, stylised pentagram on it that was long enough to almost be a short dress, and tight black jeans that might have had more distressed holes than jeans, her pale legs showing through clearly.

“Morning,” I said, and went through with our new routine as Lauren slid her arms down around my waist, still hugging me from behind as I pulled Aidra to me and kissed her like it was the end of a RomCom and we were trying to see if we could get her pregnant with just my tongue. She moaned into the kiss, grabbing onto the collar of my shirt and holding me in it, then letting go with one hand so she could grab one of mine and pull it right down onto her ass, encouraging me to give it a squeeze.

She was incorrigible, and at this point, I had to figure she and Lauren had decided they didn’t care what anyone said about us anymore.

And with perks like these, it was hard to argue for any other stance.

“Mmmmgh,” she groaned into the kiss as I squeezed her ass cheek through her tight jeans, finally pulling away and grinning up at me with even more lust in her eyes. “Now that is how you should kiss me every morning. No more little pecks.”

“Understood,” I smirked a little, giving her butt one last squeeze and then turning in Lauren’s grasp. She was ready for me, and I kissed her just as deeply, one hand on her waist and the other sliding back to her butt, and she let me turn her and back her up against the lockers as she grabbed my belt with both hands and pulled me against her.

“Damn, that’s hot,” Aidra chuckled.

Lauren mumbled something through the kiss, but I didn’t pull my lips from hers for a good minute. When I finally did, there was a smudge of Aidra’s black lipstick that had transferred from the petite goth, to me, to Lauren. My girlfriend was wearing one of her usual outfits, a pair of jeans and a comfortable sweater, and her thick golden hair was loose down to her shoulders.

“Didn’t you get enough of me last night?” my girlfriend asked me with a knowing smirk. “Or Aidra?”

“Never,” I chuckled, and gave her another little peck.

“So why did Mr Whiny look so glum as we were coming up?” Aidra asked, coming closer and leaning back against the lockers right next to Lauren, which highlighted their height difference to me.

It took me a second for my brain to start firing properly, and I shrugged, shaking my head as I mentally tapped my magic and cleaned mine and Lauren’s lips of any black smudges, and reversed the effects of our kiss on Aidra’s. “I told him I wouldn’t cast another spell for him randomly, and that it was Jay’s turn for anything.”

“Let me guess,” Lauren said. “He wanted you to… give him a giant penis?”

“A second penis,” Aidra added her guess.

“No,” I said, rolling my eyes. “It was perverted, but not about his dong.”

They pressured me to tell them what it was, but I kept my trap shut because I knew that Aidra would probably want to do it too.

“Fine,” Lauren eventually let me off the hook. “I’ll just get it out of him later at lunch. Did you follow up with Lindsey this morning?”

“Briefly,” I nodded. While we’d been fucking each other’s brains out last night, Lindsey, Stacey and Annalise had been working on experimenting with the Siphon Rune. That had made my concentration a little lacking, because I had to take notes every twenty minutes, but it had also given Aidra and Lauren some time to have fun together, or try to distract me while I was typing on my phone. “I sent her my notes from last night, and she’s cross-referencing them and trying to make some inferals. Inferences?”

“Edumacated Guess-o-mations,” Aidra smirked unhelpfully.

I rolled my eyes at her. “She’s coming up with ideas,” I said. “But her first look said that I don’t need to draw the rune myself, which is pretty useful, and there doesn’t seem to be any gain to two runes being present instead of just one.”

“Did she take into account that they knew they were drawing the rune, versus if someone else were to draw it?” Lauren asked.

“That’s actually a good thought, and you should text it to her,” I said. “It’s Lindsey, so she may have thought it already and didn’t say anything since they didn’t test for it yet, but it’s new to me.”

“So, just to be clear,” Aidra said. “I could put that rune on myself, or wear it on a necklace or something, and then if I go hook up with other girls, I’d actually be doing you a favour?”

“Technically yes,” I said, trying not to examine that feeling in my stomach.

“‘Kay,” she grinned.

“Hey, Aidra?” Lauren caught her attention, and when the shorter goth looked up at my girlfriend, Lauren grabbed her nose lightly between her thumb and forefinger a little playfully. “You start hooking up with other girls without Jeremiah, and you lose your open school privileges. You won’t be cut off, but you go back to asking.”

“Lauren-” I started, but my girlfriend put a hand on my chest to silence me.

Aidra grabbed Lauren’s wrist and gently removed herself from her only half-teasing pinch, looking into Lauren’s serious eyes. She twisted her lips to the side a little, then to the other side, chewing on the inside of her cheek.

This wasn’t what we’d talked about. Aidra wasn’t, couldn’t, be ‘mine.’

Then Aidra pulled Lauren’s arm a little closer, turning and kissing the inside of her wrist in an oddly loving way, then reached up and pulled Lauren down into a kiss that was just as deep as the ones I’d shared with either of them.

I was rock hard, despite everything I’d seen and done.

Two beautiful girls kissing like that was always going to have that effect on me, plain and simple.

And then, as if the whole thing hadn’t happened at all, after one long moment after the kiss where they were looking into each other’s eyes, they both turned to me and didn’t mention it again.

“I’m just thinking,” Lauren said, turning and pulling my books out of my locker and shutting it, handing me them like she was a parent getting ready to send me off to day camp or something. “We should make sure Jorgan and Angie have the rune ready to go, and know how to use it.”

That had me raising an eyebrow. “For when they are hooking up with… you two?” I asked. Technically, Jordan was still ‘on the prowl’ so to speak out in Utah, but she was specifically looking to set up college girls for when I went out to visit, and keeping her previous rotation of ‘just playing around’ friends active for the same reason. I didn’t begrudge her that at all, and honestly, I wouldn’t have actually begrudged Aidra hooking up with other girls either once I got over the initial gut reaction of feeling like she might find someone she liked better.

I was a sex wizard. Hell, I was one of the Sex Wizards.

“No,” Lauren smirked a little, shaking her head at me. “For when they’re masturbating, dorkus.”

“Oh,” Aidra chuckled. “Look at that look on his face. Just the thought of a girl masturbating makes him all dreamy and horny.”

“Hey,” I said, shaking my head to clear it. “I was already losing IQ points from watching you two kissing like that.”

“It was a pretty great kiss,” Aidra smirked, then winked at Lauren.

We headed off to class, but I diverted us before we split up because I had a plan. It wasn’t particularly smart or well plotted, but I was horny now. On the way, we passed Tala, who stopped to hug me, and then Lauren, and whispered in my girlfriend’s ear for a moment, before leaving us with a wave hello for Aidra. I also spotted Emily and Beth across the lobby as we passed near the front office and had an urge to want to interrupt whatever they were talking about to say hello to Beth, but I held that back.

“OK,” I said once I found my actual goal for that morning. There were only about five minutes before classes were supposed to start now, but I could fix the fact that we were going to be late. “You guys ready?”

“Definitely,” Aidra grinned.

“This sounds silly, but it’s her thing, so sure,” Lauren smirked.

I left them behind me as they blended into the crowd of students passing up and down the hallway, while I forged ahead.

Zena Washington looked over from one of her athlete friends she was walking with, a shorter guy from the soccer team, when I got close.

“Jeremiah,” she said, breaking into a grin. A nervous, excited grin. She glanced at her friend, who was giving her a bit of a surprised look, and confirmed that she wasn’t currently under the effects of the spell I’d used during our encounter in the cafeteria. Seeing that, she ignored the look and came to me, wrapping me up in a hug. “Hey, Happy Monday.”

“Good morning, Zena,” I said, hugging her back. Then I did start the Ignore Me spell, wrapping me, Zena, Lauren and Aidra up in it. Zena’s friend’s eyes went glassy for a moment, and he glanced around with a slight frown, then shook his head and checked his phone for the time and started walking off without saying a word.

Zena didn’t see that, hugging me as she was and looking in the opposite direction, and she stiffened in my grip as I slid my hands down from her sides and back to her baggy sweatpants, slipping them under the waistband and grabbing her firm, athletic ass.

She stiffened, but didn’t tell me to stop. Didn’t argue or pull away. Even the stiffening was momentary, a shock rather than a tightening in fear. She relaxed, hugging me harder as I groped her ass, and then tilted her face up to look at mine. “Lord Jeremiah,” she said, her voice dropping into a husky range.

I leaned down and kissed her, and she groaned softly into the kiss and flexed her butt against my hands. When I pulled back from her pursed lips and she blinked her eyes back open, I grinned at her.

“Knees,” I ordered her.

Zena’s kink of wanting to do things ‘in public’ had paid dividends with Aidra and Jordan, and Zena was fun as hell herself, so I was planning on giving her exactly what she wanted on a regular basis.

The black captain of the Track team immediately let go of me and went to her knees in the middle of the busy corridor, our fellow students walking by on either side of us, perceiving us just enough not to bump into us but remembering nothing about what they saw. Zena bit her lower lip, tilting her face up to look at me, and I ran my thumb over her lips and down to her chin.

“Take it out,” I ordered here.

She knew what was expected, and immediately opened my fly and fished my hard cock out of it. She’d felt that I was half-chubbed when she first hugged me, and in her fingers, I started to finish that firming up process.

Zena didn’t wait for another order. As soon as she had a hand around my shaft, she wrapped her lips around the head of my cock and started to suck me off.

It was, once again, a bit of a surreal moment to do this in the middle of people we knew and saw every day. The time with Jordan at her college had been kinky as hell, but I hadn’t known anyone there, and it had almost felt like more of an act to me. A play.

But I recognised most of the faces passing by us, even if I didn’t know everyone’s names (or, realistically, most of them.) And Zena did too, her eyes darting up to look at who was walking around us, seeing but not seeing her debasing herself in public.

I grunted, resisting the urge to guide her more forcefully by grabbing a handful of her braids since she’d specifically asked for me not to do that, and Zena took that to mean that I wanted more of her attention. She started to slurp noisily, grunting and groaning with her effort, and I noticed that while she kept one hand squeezing the base of my cock she threaded the other one down into the front of her sweatpants and started to play with herself.

The corridor slowly cleared out, and then emptied almost completely except for the two of us, Lauren and Aidra. The morning announcements started, and I took that as my sign to move us on - I could have gotten there with Zena’s mouth, but I didn’t need to, and we didn’t want to take too long even if I could forge us excused late slips.

I guided Zena off of my cock, lifting her up with a hand on her sharp jawline and kissing her again briefly. “Amazing,” I told her. “But I want more of my little fuck toy. Turn around, drop your pants and grab your ankles.”

“Yes, Lord Jeremiah,” Zena breathed out, but just before she was about to follow my order, she spotted Lauren and Aidra watching from behind me, and she started to blush hard.

“Heeey,” Lauren grinned.

“Pretty hot view so far,” Aidra encouraged her.

“Hey, guys,” Zena said, obviously abashed, but I could also feel her nervous energy practically radiating off of her. It wasn’t safe to actually be an exhibitionist. Not for her reputation, not for her future. But she was one, as part of her kink. Other people knowing that she was giving up sexual control added to her overall hunger for her particular brand of submission.

“Zena,” I prompted her softly.

Her eyes snapped back to mine, and then she quickly turned around, pushing her sweatpants and thong down without a moment more of hesitation. Then she bent forward at the waist and took one moment to pull up the back of her long-sleeved shirt to make sure her muscled ass was on full display before she grabbed her ankles.

“Good girl,” I said, rubbing the top of her upturned ass and giving it a little rub and then a soft smack. Then I grabbed both cheeks, spread them and noisily spat right onto her asshole before prodding her dark little ring with my middle finger, then teasing it with some pressure.

Zena moaned, leaning back towards me a little precariously, wanting my finger to push in. For a girl who’d only lost her anal virginity to me late last week, she was eager for more. But then, she’d said she would be after how well last time went.

I hooked my middle finger, pressing the tip through her anal ring and feeling it squeeze against the invasion until I had it in up to the first knuckle, and then I pivoted my hips forwards and pressed my slimy cock to her cunt. Tingles went up my spine as I teased the spit-slick head against her warm labia, quickly finding her entrance and pressing home.

“Fuuuck,” Zena moaned loudly, following my orders and not letting go of her ankles as I rocked her by her hips, sliding her on and off my cock.

“Mmmgh, that’s a fucking tight pussy,” I groaned, both to tease her and to give Lauren and Aidra a bit more of a show.

“My asshole is even tighter, Lord Jeremiah,” Zena panted, a slight whine in her voice.

“I know,” I said, deciding that the idea of dropping a load in Zena’s warm pussy was something I wanted to do soon, but I did want that ass as much as she wanted me in it. I pulled my cock from her cunt, my finger from her butt, and wedged the head of my cock into the little dimple around her asshole. She moaned, feeling the size of it compared to a finger, likely wondering how the hell she’d taken it the first time, and I took that brief moment to make sure she was ready to take it, magically relaxing her a bit, lowering her pain receptors and heightening her pleasure ones.

“Fuck,” Zena yelled as I popped through her asshole and skewered halfway into her in one thrust. She hiccuped as she inhaled, which made her ass squeeze tightly, and then her knees went weak and she barely kept herself up as she came.

Once she got the strength back in her legs, I gave the side of her ass a firm spank. “I’m going to fuck you like a fleshlight now, Zena,” I told her. “I’m going to use you for my pleasure until I come so deep inside you that you’ll taste it.”

“Yes, Lord Jeremiah,” she gasped. “Fucking- Oh my God, yes. Just fucking fuck my ass, please!”

I wasn’t easy on her, and she didn’t ask me to slow down. Between her own natural penchant for it and my magical help, Zena was more than ready and willing for me to pound her ass at a fast and furious pace. The clapping of her ass against my pelvis was dulled a bit since I still had my pants pulled up, but her moans echoed up and down the school corridor, only stopping from interrupting ten different classes because of my spell.

It took me about ten minutes, with two pauses for more hard orgasms on her end, to reach my own climax and I drove myself deep into her bowels, squeezing her hips as I fired off a half dozen thick ropes of cum into her.

“Fuck, yes,” she groaned. “Fuck, Lord Jeremiah, fill my ass with your cum. Split me open with that big white cock and write your name in my ass. God, use me whenever you want. Please use me more.”

Once my orgasm had abated, I helped her lower down to the floor until she was lying on her stomach, ass pointed up at me as I knelt next to her. I gave it a double-handed soft squeeze and a little massage, just enjoying the feel of her firm, smooth skin and the warmth of her, before knee-walking up her body and helping her up onto her side.

“One more job to take care of,” I said, looking down at my messy cock. As always, I’d cast my Cleaning spell before we even got started, so it wasn’t dirty from her ass, but I knew that what I was asking could still be a squeamish line she didn’t want to cross.

But Zena didn’t hesitate, quickly grabbing the base of my cock to keep it steady and humming as she took as much of it into her mouth as she could, tasting herself on me as she slowly sucked me clean.

She didn’t stop until she had me three-quarters of the way too hard again, and I chuckled and pulled her off of me. “Enough, sexy,” I said. “Enough. We need to get to class.”

“OK,” she said breathily, then laughed and glanced back, realising her bare ass was pointing towards Lauren and Aidra. Both girls had refrained from playing with themselves while they’d been watching, as far as I’d seen, but I could tell just from the looks in their eyes that they were fucking horny. “Still not into girls, girls,” Zena said. “Sorry. This black ass belongs to Jeremiah and that’s it.”

“I’m just saying, I’m pretty good with a strap-on,” Aidra smirked. “And Lauren is almost as good. You could get double or triple penetrated.”

I thought I saw a brief, very brief, moment of ‘Well that’s an idea’ in Zena’s eyes before she shook her head, rolling onto her butt to sit up, and then using my shoulder to help her stand up. “I’ll keep that in mind, but like I said, Jeremiah can use me whenever he wants, and you gals can watch, but that’s all.”

“That’s all,” Lauren said with a grin. “As if getting her ass pounded is such a little thing.”

“Oh, it’s not,” Zena said as she pulled up her thong and got it in place, followed by her sweatpants. “It’s a big thing. I feel like I had a baseball bat up my ass.” She turned and bit her lip, looking into my eyes as I stood up as well, and I nodded, so she pressed herself to my front and tilted her lips up to kiss me again. “Thanks, Lord Jeremiah,” she said softly.

“My pleasure,” I told her sincerely, holding her lightly by the waist and grinning with her.

Zena and I were never going to fall in love, and she’d never be in the harem, but we’d have a lot of fun for now.

I pulled some pages out of my binder and quickly used a touch of the magic I’d just gained from fucking Zena to make four excused absence slips complete with signatures from the front office, handing them out to the girls.

“See you this afternoon, girl,” Lauren said, giving her team captain a friendly smack on the ass before she left.

“Not if I see you first,” Zena chuckled and then walked away, rubbing her butt as she headed for class.

“That was hot as hell,” Lauren said as she and Aidra closed the distance with me, standing close.

“Super hot,” Aidra agreed. “And Jerry?”

“Mhmm?” I asked, getting ready to end the Ignore Me spell.

“I don’t care what you say, you’re fucking my ass during English later,” my little goth slut said. “You didn’t fuck my ass last night, and now it’s fucking twitching for your cock.”

Lauren snorted and gave said ass a spank. “Little whore,” she said.

“Oh, and you’re not gonna get him to do yours at lunch?” Aidra smirked right back.

“No,” Lauren scoffed, still grinning. “I’m gonna get him to do it in the locker room while we have gym class.”

That got Aidra cackling and had me shaking my head. School really was different for me these days.

**---*---**

“Oh, fucking rail me,” Aidra grunted, her teeth gritting hard as she clung to my desk. “Rail my ass, Jerry. Fuck.”

She’d stripped naked, because of course she did, and had sucked my cock while kneeling under my desk through the first half of Mrs Morrison's lecture. Once I was good and hard, but before I had to start tapping magic to stop myself from coming, I’d pulled her up, bent her over the desk and spanked her hard enough to leave both her pale little ass cheeks glowing an angry pink. She was into that the past week, and I was sure she’d be into something else next week, so I used what I had while I had it.

Now I was fucking her ass with hard, firm strokes. Not fast and savage like Zena earlier, but slow and methodical. Luxuriating in every inch of my cock driving into her tight little hole.

“Fuck, I wanna suck on her titties while you fuck me,” Aidra babbled.

Mrs Morrison was wearing a new sweater. It hugged her form more than a lot of her other winter outfits, and showed just a little cleavage. Not enough that anyone would think about saying it wasn’t appropriate for a teacher at work, but just enough that my horny teenage mind wished I wasn’t the kind of guy who held back from using my magic to just find out how they looked and felt.

“You and me both, baby,” I grunted, forcing my hand between Aidra’s chest and the desk, clawing at her squashed little tit.

“Ugh,” she grunted, the air forced out of her as I fucked into her a little harder, varying my thrusts.

I tried not to think about Benji sitting just to our right, completely zoned out and unable to perceive what we were doing next to him. That, combined with my earlier release, was enough to help me continue fucking Aidra without tapping my magic.

Aidra came, shuddering hard with my cock slowly pumping into her again, her body tensing as she let out a low, heavy moan that ended in a bit of a growl as she hung her head low over the far end of the desk. When she finally came down, she let out a heavy breath and then looked over her shoulder, licking her lower, black-painted lip and glaring at me from between her sweaty bangs. “Finish in my little hexslut cunt?” she offered. “Then I can feel you sloshing around in me all through lunch and gym class.”

I groaned, pulling my cock out of her ass and tapping it on the gaping rim of her role as it slowly winked closed. A quick mental flick and my cock was clean, and I pressed into her pussy.

“Oh, yeah,” Aidra moaned, dropping her head down again and reaching back to spread her cheeks roughly, giving me a clear view of my cock sliding into her. “Stretch out that pussy again, Jerry. God, that’s good,” she said. Then she frowned and looked up. “What book are we supposed to be talking about, again?”

“Handmaid’s Tale,” I grunted, grinding my cock in her.

She snorted and shook her head, then looked back at me again. “Guess I’m the slutty Handmaid right now,” she smirked. “You gonna fill your handmaid up, Mr Evil Cult Man?”

“Aidra,” I said, burying myself deep and leaning down to kiss between her shoulder blades. “You might be a submissive little slut for my cock, but you’d never be anyone’s handmaid.”

“... Yeah, OK. Good answer,” she chuckled, turning her torso a bit more so she could give me a kiss. “Now are you gonna fuck me full of your cum or not?”

**---*---**

“Can we talk about something quick?” I asked Aidra, catching her hand and holding her back from splitting off to head to her own locker before we met back up in the Cafeteria.

“What’s up?” she asked, turning and giving me a surprised look, but also curling her fingers up with mine intimately.

I glanced up and down the corridor, and it was pretty full with everyone switching classes, so I pulled her a few more feet down and into a nook at a janitor’s closet. Once we were out of the flow of traffic, I grabbed her other hand and leaned back against the corner of the wall, and she took up a spot right in front of me, leaning against me and pulling my hands behind her back in a mostly-hug as she looked up at me.

“Anal,” I finally said, not sure how to start.

“...Yes?” she answered.

I smirked a little and shook my head. “Just- with everything going on, sometimes it’s the big things that stress me out, and sometimes it’s little things that I worry are actually big things and I just don’t know it.”

“And you’re worried about… anal,” she tried to understand.

“No- Well, yes. Sort of,” I sighed, knowing I was stammering a little. “I’m worried that it’s somehow… normal. With me. Around me? I mean, it’s not something that everyone is into, that’s why it’s still sort of a taboo thing sometimes, right? But… I mean, I’ve had it twice this morning. You and Zena both, uh, let me be your first, and love it. It’s not Lauren’s favourite, but she likes it too. Lindsey, Angie and Jordan all love it and will do it whenever we want. The only girls I’m not doing it on the regular with are Stacey and Annalise. Even Tina was into trying it out, before the whole memory thing. And that seems weird when I stop to think about it.”

Aidra screwed up her face, partially concerned and partially confused. “So you’re worried that, what, you’re influencing us to like it?”

“I don’t know,” I shrugged. “It’s just… weird, right? To even know this many girls who are into it?”

“Jeremiah,” Aidra sighed, bouncing our bound-up hands against her hips. “First off, you’d be surprised how many girls are into freaky shit. Exhibit A - Tentacle porn. Exhibit B - Werewolf and Vampire smut, not to mention other, even weirder monsters. I bet if you did a magic-powered poll of every girl in our grade to make sure they were being completely honest, at least a third of them would be open to trying butt stuff. Second, and commensurately, you know why I was totally down for you to stuff my butt the first time, and for you to keep doing it?”

“Not entirely,” I said, raising an eyebrow. “‘Commensurately?’”

“Yeah, I used a big word,” she smirked, kicking my shin lightly. “I gave you my butt because our first time together, you were good. Not just at sex, but as a guy. A person. I told you before that I would have slept with you sooner if I hadn’t known that you and Lauren were fucking obsessed with each other and just couldn’t see past your own noses. That wasn’t because you weren’t some super attractive cutey, Jerry. You weren’t not cute, but you were still a nerd. I would have jumped your bones because of how you think, and how you treat other people. How I could notice you notice me, but it never felt creepy or too much, and you’d notice me for what I said in class or socially, not just for my looks or aesthetic. You ramp that up hard in bed, dummy. And good sex, great sex, requires trust. All the girls letting you plunder their asses? We trust you. Which isn’t to say the others don’t, because biology and personality and all the junk, but yeah.”

I swallowed, trying to absorb what she was saying. “OK,” I said. “Thank you, first. For explaining, and for the compliments.”

“Thanks for fucking my ass so good,” she smirked.

I rolled my eyes at her teasing look. “I still feel like it doesn’t fully explain the volume, though.”

She rolled her eyes right back at me. “Have you considered you’re dealing with selection bias?”

“How so?” I asked.

“Lauren’s your Prime, you were pretty much born for each other, so it’s not surprising she’s into what you’re into,” Aidra counted off on her fingers. “Lindsey is luck, or happenstance, or whatever. But you met Angie through Lindsey because they were freaky together. Me and Jordan were both recruited by Lauren for your New Year’s Fuckfest, so we both stand out as kinky freaks already. Who else? Zena is another ‘just so happens,’ I guess, so that’s two of them?”

“I get your point,” I said, rubbing her sides with our entwined hands.

“Good,” she said, resting her chin pointedly on my sternum. “Now, you just put me through a workout, so can we get to lunch? I’m hungry.”

I chuckled and let go of her hands so I could hug her properly, and she groaned into the embrace happily and hugged me back.

**---*---**

“That,” Jay said, gesturing with his half-eaten sandwich, “Is kinda fucked up.”

“You’re telling me,” I sighed.

We were gathered around our usual cafeteria table, and Lauren and I had filled Jay and Benji in on the fucked-upness of the two Judgements I’d done over the week. Thankfully, they both seemed to understand how gross the whole thing was, and Benji kept his trap shut about wanting his X-Ray Vision idea.

“So what are you going to do about it?” Jay followed up.

“He’s gonna fuck up whoever did it, obviously,” Aidra mumbled around her mouthful of food.

“After we figure out who it was, we’ll do something,” Lauren corrected, smirking a little at our slightly more ‘Eye for an Eye’ friend. “But if it’s someone like Jerry, he can’t just go ‘fuck them up.’”

“Skullduggery,” Benji said with an evil grin. “We can at least help with ideas on that, even if we aren’t going to do it ourselves. I’m full of ideas.”

“I’m sure you are,” I said. “And when I know more, I’ll pick your brain.”

“Actually, I was thinking more about that first step,” Jay said after taking a sip of his soda. “The whole thing about someone trying to put sleeper agents into your life and shit. Have you found any more?”

“I… haven’t,” I said, remembering that I’d thought about doing that but then everything with Lindsey and the Siphon rune had happened.

“You haven’t even checked, have you?” Jay snorted.

“More shit happened yesterday that kept me busy,” I argued. “It was a long weekend, OK?”

“Are you going to be able to check people?” Lauren asked me, wincing a little. “Or is it going to drain your batteries?”

I sighed heavily and shrugged. “I was trying not to be… I dunno, invasive in how I use my magic. But I think at this point I probably need to start being a little more proactive, so it makes more sense to just make some permanent changes instead of casting the same spells whenever I think to do it.”

“Magic Vision,” Aidra said. “That’s what you’re thinking, right? So you can see any magic around you, and identify mages so you know who might be a threat?”

“Actually, I think that would be ‘Detect Magic Vision,” Benji said a little smarmily. “Anything to change his vision would be ‘magic vision.’”

“Did you just ‘Um, Actually’ the girl who is most likely to curse you so your dick falls off?” Lauren scoffed and chuckled.

“.... I retract my former statement,” Benji said after a moment of alarm.

“You’re lucky I’m feeling loose and relaxed after English class,” Aidra said, pointing at him and narrowing her eyes.

“Why are you relaxed after class?” Benji asked in confusion.

“Anyways,” I cut in before Aidra could reveal any hints about what we’d been doing right beside him without his awareness. “That’s pretty much what I was thinking, Aidra, unless any of you guys have additions you think I should add.”

I could see Benji wanting to suggest his X-Ray Vision idea and just barely managing to hold it back.

“Horny Meter?” Lauren suggested. “Like a video game HUD so that you can immediately tell how likely someone would be interested in you.”

I grimaced lightly and shook my head. “Useful for sure, but I feel like that might cross the ‘invasive’ line a bit too far for me. Plus, if I’m making it a passive thing, I’d see everyone’s-”

“Jerry?” Jay asked.

I’d cut off mid-sentence because I’d been struck by the still unfamiliar sensation of my pool of power getting fed from afar. Someone was doing something out there.

“Yep,” I coughed. “I’m fine. Just, uh- One sec. Gotta check something.”

I pulled out my phone and quickly messaged my group chat with the girls, asking if any of them were currently testing out the Siphon Rune. When Lauren checked her phone and saw the message, she snorted and grinned at me.

“What is it?” Benji asked, looking between us.

I got several fast replies. Lindsey sent a selfie of herself in class. Stacey sent one as well and was with Tina at the apartment, working at the kitchen island cooking or baking something. Annalise was with Maya, Jordan was in class the same as Linds, and I already knew that Angie was at work.

“Aw, man,” I groaned, making a sour face.

“What is it?” Jay asked.

Lauren started snickering even harder, and leaned over to Aidra and whispered in her ear, and the petite goth snorted and lowered her face, giggling into her hands.

I let out a pained grunt and shook my head. “Part of the whole ‘get more magic’ scheme was figuring out how to siphon my type of power from other people, yeah?” I reminded Jay and Benji. “Well, that New Year’s party? Linds and I had figured out a prototype AoE siphon zone kind of thing and put it around my house since we knew people would be hooking up. It worked, it just wasn’t effective as a repeatable process. But it’s still there, and I can tell when it’s working, and it just started sending me energy.”

“So someone- Someone’s at your house, banging your Mom?” Benji asked, blushing but just barely managing not to guffaw loudly.

“Dude,” Jay said, punching him in the arm, then turning to me. “Dude.”

“I’m gonna assume it’s my Dad sneaking home during lunch for a nooner,” I grumbled, burying my face in my hands and groaning.

“OK, come on,” Lauren said, still grinning. “You’ve had sex twice this morning; the fact that your parents are getting it on shouldn’t shock you at all.”

That raised all-new questioning looks on Jay and Benji’s faces.

“Nice, Lauren,” I sighed. “Nice.”

“Get used to it, guys,” Lauren rolled her eyes. “You being shocked is getting old quick.”

I ended up teleportalling by myself to the Sanctum, leaving the four of them at our table in the Caf like I was just heading out to the washroom. For the best effect I was pretty sure bringing someone with me and having sex while I cast spells in the Amplifier would be the best return-on-investment I could squeak out, but I’d just had sex with Aidra and Lauren had been serious about wanting to fuck me during her gym class again, and pulling one of the other girls out of their lives for a fifteen minute, teleport-to-Hawai’i, quickie felt a little silly. Especially because I’d done all that research into how vision and eyeballs worked for when I healed Maya, so I felt pretty well-equipped to break my spell down into effective pieces.

It took me five minutes, sitting in the middle of the Amplifier and awkwardly meditating on the spell, for me to winnow it down as far as possible. Even with my new ‘Trust the Magic’ revelation from the nightmare with Lindsey, I still had to do some mental work and jump through some philosophical and conceptual hurdles to turn positives into negatives that I could actually believe and therefore apply to the cost of the spell.

Part of me wondered if this was how accountants at gigantic corporations felt doing the taxes so they could pay as little as possible.

Which led to me wondering if I should take a first-year Accounting class in University or something, which then reminded me that I had to go to the fucking Cardinal Admissions office to fix the fact that I hadn’t actually applied.

I might have done more thinking about ‘stuff,’ rather than the spell, in those five minutes.

Nothing changed about the core concept of the spell in that time, and as it settled over me, I took a deep breath before opening my eyes and being assaulted by double the amount of magic floating around and encrusting the Sanctum as I usually saw when I was attuned to the Amplifier.

“Fuck me,” I muttered, knowing that I was going to end up needing to spend a good afternoon there with Lindsey just cataloguing all the different spells I was seeing worming their way through the walls, plinths, sconces and doors of the place. And that didn’t even account for what I had to guess was the complicated shit that would be surrounding the main puzzle lock door up top, or the window in the Library looking out at the lake of lava. Or all the decorative stuff in the bedroom.

How many people did Ezekiel fuck to make this place?

I didn’t linger long looking at the enchantments riddling the Sanctum, wanting to get back to the actual point of the whole vision spell. Because Jay had been right - I really did need to check the people around me. Even Lauren could, technically, be under a spell from another Seat. It wasn’t like we were together all the time.

Returning back to school, I cleared my throat as I stepped ‘out’ of the men’s washroom and headed back into the cafeteria.

“Well?” Lauren asked me as I grabbed my seat next to her again.

“The good news is that I’m not seeing magic pouring through the hallways or anything,” I said. “I’d need to walk the whole school to see if there are enchantments anywhere, but nothing so far. You guys are all clear of spells except for you, Laur, and I can tell the ones on you are what I’ve cast, like the ‘no magical spying’ spell and stuff.”

“Wait, we don’t get protection from being magically spied on?” Benji asked. “How’s that fair?”

“If you’re with one of us, you’re covered,” I said. “And if you’re not, then why would someone want to be spying on you, dude?”

“I think he’s hoping some femme fatale magic action hero is gonna kidnap him or something,” Jay smirked, nudging Benji with his elbow teasingly.

“Fuck off,” Benji sighed, but didn’t deny it.

“How do you see what you’re seeing?” Aidra asked. “And what’s it look like when you look at me?”

“Active magic, and I think stored potential magic, shows up as glowy bubbles where the energy is,” I said. “Like faint outlines, I guess. Light enough that I can ignore it. I might need to adjust the Mage-o-vision part of it, though, it might be a bit strong - it’s showing up as like a hazy cloud above your head, and I can spot a few more of them in the Caf.”

“Like, how far above and how cloudy?” Lauren asked.

Aidra had me stand up, and she stood right in front of me. “Is it in your face?”

“Kind of,” I snorted. “It’s not blocking my vision or anything, but I know it’s there.”

“Make it show up like it’s an NPC Quest Available exclamation mark,” Benji chuckled.

“Then he’ll constantly be going up to people trying to figure out how many local squirrels he needs to kill for random drops to bring back for his quest reward,” Jay snorted.

“I’ll figure something out,” I rolled my eyes.

“So who else is magic in here?” Benji asked, pivoting the conversation, and we had a brief argument between the five of us about whether I should tell Jay and Benji that sort of thing or not. Lauren and Jay were on my side, but I was surprised that Aidra landed with Benji - since I’d already let them in on the big secret of magic, it wasn’t that much of a step to point out they were interacting with mages.

“Plus, Benji will know who not to piss off or risk getting magically punched in the dick, instead of just getting regular punched in the dick,” Aidra smirked.

“I’ve never actually been punched in the dick,” he argued. “I’m not a fucking… I dunno, creepy harasser or someshit.”

I traded glances with Lauren. That whole thing with the Nightvision Drone outside her window flashed through my mind again.

We ended up getting up as a group to do a walkthrough of the school - first of the Cafeteria, and then the rest of the public areas of the school, to check if I spotted anything.

The problem with that plan was that we never made it out of the Cafeteria.

“Fuck,” I grunted as we sat back down at our table, getting some odd glances from the tables nearest us since we’d just circled the room.

“You saw someone with spells on them?” Lauren asked as she sat down across from me, her brow furrowed.

“Could you tell what it was?” Jay asked as he sat down next to her, while Aidra grabbed the spot next to me and Benji stood at the end of the table looking troubled.

“Not immediately,” I sighed. “But - I mean, at first glance it looked the same as Grace and Ned.” I glanced meaningfully at Lauren, since she was the only one who knew the full story about Tina’s more extensive issue.

“Well, who was it?” Aidra asked.

I grimaced. “Tessa, the girl with the blond braid,” I said, not knowing most of my classmates’ last names. “Jack, or Jacob? That kid with the mullet. The quiet girl who always sits in the corner over there by the window reading and hisses at people if they try to talk to her. And Esther Thompson.” That last name I knew - everyone did. She was the head of the Teen Faith Committee, the Purity Club, and the March for Life committee.

What I didn’t tell them was that she also happened to be an Ascended, along with being enchanted.

“Four of them?” Lauren groaned, her eyes going wide. “Fuck.”

“Fuck,” Aidra agreed, one hand gently clawing my thigh under the table.

“Fuuuuck,” Jay grunted, hanging his head.

“I need to double-check if it’s even the same,” I cautioned them. “And it might not be from the same person, or be doing the same thing.”

“Remember that time you stopped the magical apocalypse last week?” Lauren asked. “Maybe life would have been easier if you let it happen.”

“Clean running water,” I reminded her. “Flush toilets. The internet.”

“Fine,” she smirked a little.

“We’re circling back to that,” Jay said pointedly, glancing at the two of us. “But how do you want to get a closer look? How close do you need to get?”

I shrugged, shaking my head and looking around. “I’m not sure - or, really, to be sure about what I’m looking at, I’ll need a minute with each of them.”

“Uh, hello?” Benji asked. “Don’t you have an invisibility spell now or something?”

I closed my eyes. “Every day,” I sighed.

“Every day, what?” Jay asked.

“Every day he’s reminded that he can be a forgetful idiot,” Lauren smirked teasingly at me.

“Gimme five minutes,” I said, reaching across the table and grabbing Lauren’s hand. She let me pull it closer so I could kiss it quickly, then I turned and kissed Aidra on the lips, before I put up my Ignore Me spell around myself.

“How long has he been gone?” Jay asked, blinking and glancing in my direction, but his eyes kept sliding over me.

“It’s so weird being on the outside of that spell and looking at him when he does it,” Aidra smirked, looking over at the others.

I took a moment, after standing up, to do exactly what I knew my two girls would enjoy - first, I stood behind Aidra and slid my hands under her baggy red T-shirt, up her little stomach to her braless tits, rolling her little nipples between my fingers until they got stiff. Then I left her and circled around the table, getting behind Lauren and brushing her hair from her neck so I could softly kiss her there.

Both of them were grinning as I walked away, and maybe it was just chance, but Lauren brought a hand up and rubbed her neck right where I’d kissed her.

I went to Hissy Girl first - our school thankfully didn’t have some raging bullying problem, or else she definitely would have been a target. For the most part, people just avoided her, and she avoided them. I was honestly a little surprised she wasn’t a mage, because that would have explained so much. Like if she was a Cat Shaman or something.

Whatever her deal was, I didn’t have to avoid anyone else since she was always alone and had a buffer zone. She was reading on a Kindle, legs tucked up under her on the cafeteria bench, and I hadn’t noticed it earlier since she wore her hair kinda shaggy, but under her headphones, I realised she was wearing fake elf ears.

Who wore cosplay elf ears to school?

Shaking my head, I stepped up behind her and focused on the spell, and just like focusing on something that was too close, as my vision adjusted, it came into focus. It definitely looked a lot like the spell I’d found in Ned and Grace, just… less of it. Simpler? Younger? I examined it, taking my time and deciding that the difference between this one and the Ned/Grace one was fairly in line with the simpling from Tina to them.

Unable to control my curiosity, once I was done with the spell, I got a little closer and looked over her shoulder to check what she was reading.

Kirk grunted in frustration, slamming his big fists against the ship’s terminal. He turned to look at the rest of the Away Party.

“It’s no good,” the Captain said. “We’re out of options. We follow the laws of this planet, or we die.”

“There is only one logical choice, Captain,” Spock said. “We must survive to warn the rest of the crew.”

“Damn it, Jim,” Doctor McCoy sighed. “I’m a Doctor, not a gay pornstar. I don’t know if I can do this.”

“We can,” Captain Kirk said, starting to pull off his uniform to reveal his rippling muscles. “Once we’ve finished their ‘bonding ritual,’ we’ll be allowed to travel unmolested and find communications back to the ship. For now, we’ll just need to fuck each other’s-

“OKAY,” I said loudly, thankfully still covered by my Ignore Me spell.

I guess those were Vulcan ears, not Elf ears.

“Fucking Star Trek slash fiction,” I sighed as I backed away from her. Badly written slash fiction at that.

I went and checked Tessa with the Braid and Jack/Jacob with the Mullet, finding that the spells on them were either very similar or exact copies of the one affecting Star Trek Smut girl. The more I looked at them, the more sure I was that they had to be simplified versions of what I’d already dealt with.

With only one person left to check, I went over to Esther Thompson’s table and hesitated. I could tell from a table away now that she had the same thing going on, so examining her closer like this wasn’t going to give me any more information. So I decided to pivot.

“Hello, Esther,” I sent her in one of my ‘mental mail’ spells. “This is Jeremiah. I know what you are, and I know that you know who I am. I need to talk with you, please. Meet me out in the hall.”

It was kinda interesting feeling the spell take effect and leave my pool of power, and then seeing Esther blink in surprise a moment later. I’d seen the spell manifest like a little doorbell button, right on the side of her head next to her ear. She glanced around, frowning, as one of her Purity Club friends was saying something, and then she twisted up her lips and I watched the ‘button’ depress and start draining into her, disappearing as the magic potential was used up.

I also saw her pale a little, then swallow hard.

“I’ll be right back,” she said, interrupting her friend as she started to stand up.

“I’ll come with you,” one of the girls said, starting to stand as well and grab her purse, obviously doing the ‘girl code’ thing of going in pairs to the bathroom.

“It’s fine,” Esther said, waving her off. “I’ll be quick.”

That, I noticed, got some curious looks from the other girls as Esther brushed her dress smooth after standing and then headed towards the doors out of the Caf.

“She must need to take a huge shit,” one of her friends whispered, making the rest of them snicker.

I snorted and followed Esther. Once we were out in the hallway, she went down the short corridor and then looked in both directions at the T-intersection. Not seeing me, she huffed and set her shoulders, picking a direction at random and starting to walk. I followed her out of view of the Caf doors and then dropped my Ignore Me spell and cleared my throat.

She sniffed hard and almost jumped out of her shoes, whipping around and glaring at me.

“Hey, Esther,” I said, managing not to laugh but not keeping the smirk from my lips.

“Hi,” she said a little coldly. Then she stepped closer - almost surprisingly close, as she dropped her voice. “Look, I figured this was coming at some point. And I get it, OK? Just, can you do my butt and not take my virginity? I’ll suck you off, too. That’s fine. I really am saving myself for marriage, though, and get that you might not care about that, but Lauren would probably-”

“Whoa, hey,” I said, putting my hands out and carefully grabbing her shoulders, getting her to stop. “Esther, I wasn’t using wordplay or something. I actually need to talk to you. Not… Did you think I was going to just make you have sex with me?”

She blinked rapidly about five times, then got a confused look. “Isn’t that your, like, whole thing?”

It was my turn to look at her in confusion. “Why would that be my thing?”

“You, Lauren, and Aidra?” she pointed out, like it made sense. “You’ve been flaunting it around; it’s not a secret.”

“That’s Aidra’s idea, and Lauren’s,” I said. “Not mine.”

“...Oh,” she said.

“I only have sex with people who want to have sex with me,” I reiterated, a little concerned that she actually thought that about me.

“Right,” she said, then got a look on her face that was hard to read as her cheeks flushed a little. “So… you’re not going to fuck me?”

I worked my mouth a few times because her tone was clearly disappointed. “How about I get Lauren to talk to you about that some other time,” I said slowly. “For now, I have non-sex business I need to talk about.”

She flushed even harder but let out a breath and nodded. “Is it about the March for Life event in the spring? I know we make it a pretty heavily religious thing, but I assume since you’re a Fertility Seat, you’re pro-”

“Nope,” I interrupted, not wanting to get into a political discussion at the moment. I honestly wasn’t sure how I felt about that particular issue at the moment, considering all of the Philosophy of the Universe stuff I was dealing with. “Not that. Maybe I just tell you, instead of you guessing and jumping to conclusions?”

“Oh,” she said. “OK.”

“Are you aware that you have a spell that is currently affecting you?” I asked bluntly.

She blinked three times. “Pardon me?”

“I’m on the lookout for spells that are currently either active or waiting to be triggered, that are enchanting the people around me,” I spelt out for her. “I’m seeing one on you, and it’s very similar to what I’m seeing on three non-Mages in our class. I don’t know what all the Ascended can do, or what you can do, so I figured I shouldn’t jump to conclusions. So is the spell on you something you’re aware of, and was it intentional?”

“I- Um- No,” she stammered, and then grimaced. “I didn’t know. What’s it doing?”

“I’m not completely sure, but the reason I started looking was because someone did some creepy memory shit to a couple of people I did a Judgment for. It looks like a smaller version of that.”

I’m not sure Esther could have looked more alarmed. “Can you… get it off me, please?”

“Do you want to wait, or-”

“Nope, don’t want to wait,” she shook her head. “We can make it a Judgement if we have to. The idea of someone messing with my head is not OK. I’ll even give you my virginity if I have to, I’m sure Jesus would understand.”

For some reason, I had a feeling that Esther was kind of looking for a reason to have sex. And she wasn’t half bad looking - definitely not someone I would say no to. “That won’t be necessary on this one,” I said, trying to be reassuring. “Like I said, you can talk to Lauren about… that stuff. Or Aidra, if you’re more comfortable talking to another mage. I just need to know, when I get rid of it, what you notice changing.”

“Do it,” she said.

“OK,” I nodded, offering her my hand. She took it firmly, and I used that to link us as I quickly wrapped the spell woven into her mind up and isolated it, then flicked it into the Unreal and sent it soaring off into the chaos of Nothing to be absorbed by Everything. Or a giant emotion whale. Whichever got to it first. “Done,” I said. “Anything?”

She frowned, shaking her head. “Are you sure you did it?”

“Yeah, it’s gone,” I said.

Esther slowly shrugged and let go of my hand. “I didn’t feel anything change. What happened to the other people?”

“They had their memories pretty heavily modified, and had lived the last month or so as different people,” I shorthanded for her.

She shrugged again, shaking her head. “I’m not having any big flashbacks or revelations,” she said.

“OK,” I frowned. “Can you let me know if you do think of something that feels off? If you can’t find me, you can tell Lauren or Aidra.”

“Sure,” she said. “Should I be worried here?”

“I don’t know,” I sighed. “Maybe? Keep an eye out for anything weird. Someone put those spells on you and the other three, and maybe more. I’ll be on the lookout for more to see if I can spot a pattern or something.”

She blew out a breath, tutting for a moment with her brow furrowed, and then re-confirmed that nothing was going on in her memory that she could think of, or that she remembered the spell. I thanked her, and she nodded and left to head back to her friends in the Caf.

I sighed and leaned back against the lockers in the corridor, closing my eyes as I stretched my neck. What the fuck was going on with these spells?

The real problem was that I was going to need to invest a bunch of power into tracking down who was doing them if I didn’t find a more natural lead, and investing power wasn’t exactly something I was equipped to do at the moment. Especially if it just led to one of the other Seats and all that came out of it was an ‘Ah, you caught me. Nice!’ sort of confrontation.

“So, if you were to do me in the butt, you could make it particularly good, right?”

I blinked my eyes open and found that Esther had come back and I hadn’t noticed. She was standing straight, one leg bouncing nervously and a flush up her neck and into her cheeks, her hands behind her back and thrusting out her chest slightly.

“Yeah, I can,” I said. “Both ways.”

“Both ways?” she asked.

“Through magic, and through patience and skill,” I clarified.

That made her blush harder.

I snorted softly, smiling at her. “Do you want to find a place so I can fuck that ass, Esther?”

She bit her lip and gave me a look that was very horny.

How did I keep finding these cute freaks?