Meetings and Reunions

"Did you know?!" I hissed, trying not to raise my voice as I dropped my tray at the table in front of Minjeong, making Yizhuo yelp in surprise.

"I swear I didn't!" Minjeong hissed back, a fork with a slice of sausage suspended near her mouth. "If I had known my sister was being sent here you would have been the first person I'll tell it to!" She munched on the sausage while scrunching her nose.

The cafeteria was abuzzed with chatter and gossip. From who that student who engaged with the Wild Hunt was to Crown Princess Wonyoung and the three sorceresses.

"Sister?" Jimin asked as she took a seat. "Was that pyro-sorceress your sister?" 

Oh shit — here we go, I thought.

"I can see the resemblance," Yuna added as she sat beside Sullyoon who's in the same table as Minjeong and Yizhuo.

"You know that sorceress?" Yeji asked as her team sat with us.

"Kim Chaewon was her name, I believe," Chaeryoung added.

"She's…" I sighed. "Minjeong's older sister."

"That doesn't answer Yeji's question, Seren," Ryujin butted in.

"She's…" another sigh escaped my lips, then I rested my elbows on the table and my forehead on my hands.

"She's Seren's first love apparently," Jimin replied for me. Her voice sounded monotonous, like she was just stating some fact — which made me even more terrified.

The whole table except for Minjeong paused and turned their eyes towards me.

"Oh, shit!" Ryujin exclaimed. "Does that mean Jimin and Chaeryoung now have some serious competition?!" She remarked excitedly, and I can only close my eyes. Remember, Ryujin is chaos — I told myself — you're not getting anything else from this werebeast.

"Read the room, Shin Ryujin!" Chaeryoung admonished, dipping her head in embarrassment.

Yeji huffed, "More like read the table."

We all turned our heads in disbelief towards the blonde werebeast.

"You really could use some training with your comedic timing, Hwang Yeji," I grumbled.

"Anyway," Sullyoon breaks the tension. "Personal issues aside," she looks at me and Jimin who's trying to act apathetic while trying to spear a piece of grape with a fork, "this means that the Royal House of Verrath knew about the rescue op."

"And if they knew," Yuna continued, "then that means almost every race also knew."

"I'm exposed," I said, realizing that what the werebeast trio told me before the op came true — participating in the rescue mission would reveal me to other races. Apparently that means to humans as well. That was what rattled me the most, knowing that the race I thought I was might now see me as a threat.

"You really need to get trained," Yeji commented. "I'll try to get the Triarchy out of their impasse, hopefully this new development changes something."

"Thanks, Yeji," I said.

"Don't you think Yuna and Sullyoon also need to train you?" Chaeryoung asked.

Yuna and Sullyoon perked up, "Train him in what?" Yuna asked.

Sullyoon's eyes narrowed, "You crafted a wooden dagger on your own during the rescue," she said like she was piecing the puzzle pieces together. "It happened after we…" she drifted off yet I know what she's saying — it happened after we had sex.

Apparently, so did Jimin, who now stabbed the piece of grape, making the plate and the table shake with the force she did it with. I shot her an apologetic look which she only returned with a raised eyebrow and a gaze that would have turned me to ash if she had Chaewon's powers.

"Wait, I don't get it," Yuna chimed in. "Why do we need to train Seren? YoonAh and I are not warriors."

"I'll explain later," Sullyoon replied. "Now might not be the best time nor place to talk about it."

Yeji huffed, "You really are sharp, Seol YoonAh. If you had been a werebeast, you would have done great in the intel corps."

"Why thank you," Sullyoon responded sincerely. "I wonder what form I'd take though."

"A deer, maybe," Yizhuo offered. "You look like one."

"Huh," Sullyoon smiled brightly. "I like it."

"So back to your first love —" Shin Ryujin butted in with a wicked grin.

"We are not talking about my first love," I replied in frustration.

"Fine. Back to Minjeong's sister then," Ryujin countered and I just raised my hands once in resignation.

"You're not escaping this conversation, Seren Vale," Jimin said flatly.

"Apparently —" then a blue note suddenly manifested at my plate, seemingly appearing out of nowhere. All eyes at the table lowered towards it.

I picked it up and read it, then turned to Jimin. "Apparently I do get to escape this conversation."

Jimin took the note and read it loud enough for only our table to hear. "Princess wants to see you. President's office. Don't keep her waiting. Smiley face emoji. H.E.C."

"H.E.C.?" Minjeong asked as she took the note from Jimin's hands.

"Hong Eunchae," Sullyoon and Chaeryoung said at the same time.

"The spatial magic sorceress?" Yizhuo followed.

"Makes sense with how the note just… poofed," Ryujin made a gesture like something exploding with her hands.

"And by the looks of it, the princess wants this to be as discreet as possible," Yeji observed.

"Be careful, Seren," Chaeryoung said softly with a look of concern.

"You're probably going to need it," Yuna added.

"Gee, thanks," I responded, trying to hide the anxiety in my voice.

"Say hello to Chaewon for me," Minjeong chimes, passing back the note to me.

I gave her a begrudging smile before I turned towards Jimin whose eyes are still boring a hole through my soul. "You're still not escaping this conversation," she said defiantly.

"We don't want to keep the princess waiting —"

"I know," Jimin sighed in defeat. "Go. We'll talk later."

"I'll make it up to you," I whispered.

"Your debts to me keep rising, Vale," Jimin said sternly but with a hint of teasing in her voice.

"I know… just —"

"Go—"

"— And be careful," Jimin added softly.

I smiled, knowing that Jimin wasn't mad at me, well not a hundred percent but, I'll take it. I gave her hand a quick squeeze before taking off towards the campus, trying to be as discreet as possible.

The walk to the President's office took longer than it should be. Partly because I took the scenic route trying to delay the inevitable. I took unnecessary turns and at one point actually got lost when I opened a door and saw that I had reached the campus's rooftop. I doubled back, wasting a lot of time and making royalty wait. This thing is going to go wrong on sooo many levels — I thought.

I turned a corner and finally reached the President's office. A girl in a suit was waiting by the door. She was petite, with an almost bored expression in her face — well who wouldn't be, if your job was standing and waiting by a door. I approached her and glanced at the small nameplate pinned at her chest — Kim Gaeul.

"Ms Kim…" the girl looked at me curiously, "uh… the Princess —"

"Is waiting for you, Seren Vale," she finishes for me before opening the right hand side of the office's double doors.

"Uh… thank you," I said hesitantly before cautiously walking inside the office.

It was spacious, almost as big as my apartment, which only reminded me of how broke I am. Two sets of couches faced each other in the center of the room with a glass desk in the middle. Further in was a big mahogany table, filled with various papers, a glass cube that may have been paperweight, and a small bonsai plant. Behind the table was a glass shelf filled with trophies and accolades the College of Verrath has accumulated throughout the years. The blinds were partially closed on the windows on both sides of the room, making the atmosphere a bit dark and moody — or maybe that's just me projecting my own anxiety towards the room's ambiance.

Three figures were also present within the room — the three sorceresses, yet they weren't wearing the robes they wore during their introduction earlier.

To my left hand side was Hong Eunchae. She was wearing a brown knitted sweater, jeans, and sneakers. She leaned against a bookshelf, reading a book entitled "Achieving Achievers."

Uchinaga Aeri sat cross legged by the left side of the couches, she seemed to be drinking something, tea from the smell of it. She wore a white dress shirt, black tie loosely tied upon her collar, a black skirt that was short enough to highlight her thighs, knee high socks, and black combat boots. Her pink hair was tied in a high ponytail and I wasn't able to identify whether she's going for the simple, domestic look, or the flamboyant and sexy one.

Then to my right hand side, sat her — Kim Chaewon. I knew she'd be here, even imagined the ways she'll look like once I entered. But nothing could have prepared me when my eyes finally set on her.

She gazed far out of the window beside her. She looked magnificently simple — short hair, a tshirt, denim jeans, and heels. Yet I can't help but keep staring at her, studying her features, trying to figure out what changed. Her eyes looked heavier and more mature, and her cheeks were more defined, and she carried herself with an air of detached elgance. But whatever changes I can see, all of it circles back to one simple fact — she still looks annoyingly pretty.

"He's here," a voice breaks me out of my trance. Uchinaga Aeri places her cup on the glass table then turns towards Eunchae. "Inform the princess, Eunchae."

Without taking her eyes off her book, Hong Eunchae then produces another note out of thin air, catches it between two fingers, drops it, and it vanishes again before it drops to the floor.

"Done," she perks, then smiles widely at me. "Nice to meet you, Seren Vale. I'm… well, I think you've heard my introduction this morning so, I won't bother doing it again."

I bowed slightly, "Pleasure to meet you too," I replied softly. My eyes then turned towards Uchinaga Aeri who was studying me with a look that said she was unimpressed.

"You don't look like much," she remarked. "But intel says you killed a Rider during your… engagement… two nights ago." Aeri then shrugged, "Guess I shouldn't judge the book by its cover," she picked her cup of tea then took a short sip.

"Uh… thanks, I guess," I replied awkwardly. Her statements confirmed that they knew what happened during the rescue mission. My head then gravitated naturally back towards Chaewon who still sat unmoving from where she was.

"You're not greeting him, Chaewon?" Aeri asked.

"You've been awfully quiet since after the introduction," Eunchae added.

Chaewon still didn't move an inch nor spoke a word in reply.

"Minjeong says hello," I finally said after a couple of heartbeats telling me to just keep my mouth shut.

Chaewon's lips curved slightly. "That's unfair," she said in a restrained voice which I recognized was her trying to keep her annoyance and irritation in check. The thought of it made me want to smirk, but I fought it back since I don't know how her colleagues will take it. Chaewon then turned towards me, her gaze accusing but with a hint of the old playfulness, "Using my sister against me."

"Well, she actually did ask me to tell you that." I retorted.

"You know each other?" Aeri curiously asked. Eunchae closed her book, clearly intrigued with the recent exchange.

"We were —" I began.

"Childhood friends," Chaewon finished.

Aeri narrowed her eyes, clearly not satisfied. She tilts her head then says, "Elaborate."

We weren't able to elaborate as a door that I didn't even realize was there opens from the back of the office. Out came Jang Wonyoung and another lady in a suit. She was tall and lean, but I couldn't make her name through the small nameplate on her chest.

Chaewon and Aeri stood from their seats while Eunchae straightened in attention, her book held behind her back. Jang Wonyoung walked in front of the mahogany table and leaned against it. Her aide, the tall and lean lady which I can now read her nameplate now that she has gotten closer — An Yujin — stood a few feet to the princess's right.

The princess studied me from head to toe, then back again. "So, Seren Vale," she began, and I had to swallow a lump in my throat in nervousness, "I hope you have any idea of the mess you just gotten yourself into."

"I may have some idea, princess," I replied hesitantly, earning curious looks from her aide, Eunchae, and Aeri. Chaewon only gave a smirk — like she expected me to answer the way I did.

Jang Wonyoung raised an eyebrow. She then turned towards the sorceresses. "You may take your seats, ladies."

Aeri sat down gracefully and crossed her legs again. Eunchae motioned like she was about to walk to the couch when she disappeared — then reappeared, already sitting at the couch opposite Aeri's. And Chaewon just took her seat again by the window, but this time, her body was angled towards me.

"So, you say you have some idea of the mess you've made," Jang Wonyoung continued. "Tell me how much you think you know."

"I, uh… know you know what happened two nights ago. Although I do not know whether you know why it happened."

Wonyoung raised an eyebrow as if she's trying to show she was not impressed. "You are right that we do not know why it happened. Which brings me to my next point — tell us why it happened." It was not a request, but a command.

"We were…" I hesitated. I considered lying, tell them a half truth or something. Then I turned towards Chaewon, her expressions neutral but expectant, and realized any attempt would be futile. She knows me, and she knows when I'm lying. I don't know whether she'll cover for me but I decided lying wasn't worth the risk — but half truths might be.

I sighed before resuming, "We were trying to rescue a friend." A half truth — Yuna and Sullyoon would be proud — or at the very least, make fun of me for the attempt.

"A friend?" Jang Wonyoung echoed, though I noticed that she tried to say it as naturally as possible. "Who is this friend? A student of this college, perhaps?"

There it was, I thought. I don't consider myself as politically savvy however, Jang Wonyoung seemed to be dumbing down her line of questioning for me. And frankly, it was a little bit insulting.

"Can we speak plainly, princess?" I asked as courteously as possible earning a raised eyebrow from Aeri and curious looks from Eunchae and Chaewon.

"Go ahead, Seren Vale," the princess replied.

I took a deep breath, what I was about to say may very well have consequences but, I have to say it. I don't even need Wild Instinct to tell me I need to say this.

"Why do you ask me these things, princess, when you already know the answers? You know why I participated in that operation, you know who was involved, and you know what was at stake. So, if I may ask again, why ask me about this?"

Eunchae looked like she was about to stand and mediate between us. Aeri kept studying me with an earnest look. Chaewon's expression slowly softened into something that looked like… pride? Was she proud of me right now for openly questioning royalty?

Jang Wonyoung scoffed. "Why do you think I'm asking?"

"Because I think you're trying to root out the Night Folk in the college through me," I replied without missing a beat.

Jang Wonyoung looked visibly shaken. She tried hard to avoid it but, she's still no Joohyun. The mask of authority then returns and she tries for a forced chuckle. "This is a human college, Vale, do you think —"

"That there are Night Folk here? Absolutely. And I know you know, don't even try to deny it, your highness —"

An Yujin, her aide, then steps up, "You dare defy —"

Wonyoung raises a hand and her aide stops in her tracks. "I would deny it because I have no knowledge —"

"You are no Bae Joohyun, princess," I interrupted her again, and her eyes grow wide in shock. Aeri and Yujin tensed, Eunchae seemed sweating from nervousness, while Chaewon stayed seated, showing no hint of emotion.

"With due respect," I continued before she can give an order to throw me to the dungeons, have my head sliced off, or be burned alive by Chaewon. "I've been around the Pale Princess, the Heiress of the Verrathi Coven, to see how a princess truly speaks and operates. And I must say once again with all due respect, Princess Jang, but you are two thousand years too young to hold a candle on Bae Joohyun's eloquence or gravitas."

Then — a weight suddenly presses down on my shoulders, like gravity was pushing me down. My legs give way and I fall on one knee, one hand braced on the floor so as not to face plant on it as I grunted, fighting desperately against the pressure. I looked to my shoulders to see a transparent shimmer. I turned to Aeri to see one of her hands extended and angled downward.

"Let him go, Uchinaga!" Chaewon rises to her feet, her fists balled, and a red aura shimmering from her body.

"Why? She just insulted Verrath's crown princess," Aeri replied nonchalantly. Eunchae was also on her feet, but she looked unsure as to who to support. An Yujin also tensed, ready to jump to the princess at a moment's notice.

Jang Wonyoung gave a quick but heavy sigh. "Let him go, Aeri."

"But princess —"

"You heard her, Uchinaga," Chaewon growled dangerously low and the temperature in the room seemed to grow hotter.

Aeri glanced at me then withdrew her hand, raised both her arms in mock surrender before crossing them under her chest. The weight immediately disappeared, yet I felt a soreness on my back and shoulders as I struggled to breathe steadily for a few moments. Chaewon also seemed to calm down, her hands unfurled, the red shimmer faded, and the temperature slowly went back to normal.

I stood back up to my feet then faced the princess once again. "I… apologize, princess."

"Accepted," Jang Wonyoung replied. Eunchae released a sigh of relief before sitting back down again. Chaewon however, remained standing, she and Aeri staring daggers at each other.

"Anyway, Seren Vale," the princess continued. "It seems I underestimated you. Fine, I will be frank then. My father wants all the Night Folk expelled from the college."

Yeji, Yuna, and Jimin were right, I thought. I have to bite my lower lip in order to resist the urge to retort back.

"To do that however, he needs them exposed —"

"Using the sorceresses to bait them out. Once Orion retaliates, the Night Folk in the college would see that they're not enough and would be forced to act."

Jang Wonyoung scoffed, "You can't have thought about this all on your own."

"I have friends," I quipped back.

"Clearly, the werebeast huntresses I assume."

I bit my lip again. Any more and I'll fall for her provocation.

"And you're fine with this?" I turned to ask Chaewon. "At being used like this?"

"Orders are orders, Seren," she replied almost monotonously.

"Never knew you to succumb to authority that easily, Kim Chaewon," I bit back.

"And I never knew you to be the type to stand up to authority either," she retorted, her posture tense and rigid. And to that I have no answer. I recalled the day she was taken by the Night Ladies. I stood, silent as a mummer, letting them take her away, not even having the courage to even voice my opposition.

Jang Wonyoung watched with clear interest. Anyone in the room can now see that there was some history between us.

Then I turned to face the princess again. "I'm not selling my friends out," I declared.

"You're going to betray humanity?" Jang Wonyoung raised an eyebrow.

"I don't even think I'm fully human."

"Then what are you, Seren Vale?" Wonyoung asked.

I stuttered. Shit — I may have said too much. Even Chaewon was eyeing me curiously right now.

"I… I… don't even know," I replied, dipping my head low in resignation. At that moment, only Chaewon's softening expression mattered.

"What have they done?" I asked, making the princess tilt her head. "What have they done that warrants such… extreme measures, just to kick them out of the college?"

"Personally, I don't see anything wrong with them being in the college —" the Princess started.

"Then why?" I asked again.

"Because my father wills it so," Jang Wonyoung replied. "Verrath is a city of humans —"

"Can't we coexist?" I pushed back.

"You waded into a battlefield, Seren Vale. Against Night Folk —"

"And alongside Night Folk and I know you know it," I countered. "I fought beside them. Against a faction who has proven without a shadow of a doubt to be an enemy of humanity — the Wild Hunt. If anything, that is proof that we can fight for one common cause or against one common enemy."

Jang Wonyoung paused, as if seriously considering what I just said.

"You're not seriously considering going against your father's wishes, princess," Aeri exclaimed.

"It's worth a shot," to my surprise, Chaewon speaks up.

"Why do you keep defending the guy, Kim Chaewon?" Aeri asked pointedly at Chaewon.

"I'm not defending him," Chaewon responded. "I want the path which won't lead to blood and ashes, and having allies in the Night Folk rather than enemies is better. Expelling them from the college would only sour relations —"

"— that have already soured." Aeri rebutts.

"I see both your points," Jang Wonyoung  interjects. "And I think I must think this further."

"But princess —" Aeri started to protest.

"Not now, Aeri," Wonyoung stops her. "For now, you do what you are sent here to do, and that is protect the college from possible Wild Hunt incursions."

"What about Seren?" Eunchae asked.

Wonyoung studied me for about five heartbeats, "He's free to go, for now."

I turned towards Chaewon. We held our gazes long enough that people might notice that we are lingering.

She then sighed, "Say hello to Minjeong for me."

I scoffed and smirked. I nodded my head twice at her, then looked back at Jang Wonyoung, bowed courteously, then turned my back to head for the door and back to campus.

"Hello?! That's all she wants to say?" Minjeong asked in confusion.

"Well, that's also what you wanted me to say to her," I retorted while rolling my shoulders, it still felt a little bit sore and heavy after Uchinaga Aeri pressed me down with a barrier earlier.

We were walking towards the campus gates, the sunset cresting across the horizon. Students still talk about what happened during the morning announcement, but the heavy points, the points with stakes, was now drowned with the general gossip. How the princess was ethereally beautiful, how Hong Eunchae was cute, how Uchinaga Aeri was sexy, and how Chaewon was a mix of both. Sullyoon, Minjeong, and Yuna walked with me, Jimin and Yizhuo were called by Archives Management, while the werebeast trio went the opposite way towards their headquarters.

"Well, yeah. But as older sister…" Minjeong then growls, balling her fists cutely in frustration.

Yuna chuckled alongside us, "She just came out of something intense, Minjeong. That may be everything she could say without compromising herself, without making herself look weak."

"But it's to me, her younger sister. Surely that does not make her look weak?" Minjeong whined.

"Familial attachments could be viewed as such in this world," Yuna responds with melancholy in her voice. I recalled that Sullyoon shared that she was born into service to Orion, and that after her father died, duty to Orion was all she thought she had left. Someway, Yuna knows what she's saying.

Minjeong however, didn't seem to understand. She kept pouting adorably as we stopped by the campus gate.

"Heard someone was whining," a teasing voice suddenly pierced through us. Then Kim Chaewon appeared, trapping Minjeong's head in a headlock and ruffling her hair. Minjeong gave a piercing shriek as Chaewon laughed – a genuine sound filled with memories both good and bad, making my heart swell. It was a sound I didn't know I missed, and wouldn't mind to hear over and over again.

Chaewon stopped ruffling her sister's hair, they made eye contact, then Chaewon ruffled her hair again, making Minjeong shriek in laughter. I had to smile in spite of myself, and I found Yuna and Sullyoon doing the same.

"So this is your sister, Chaewon," another voice made the smile on my face fade — Uchinaga Aeri.

I turned and sure enough, Aeri was walking towards us, confident as ever and flanked by Eunchae who gave me a tiny wave. Students paused and turned, most eyes turning towards Aeri. This is the first time they saw the sorceresses with casual clothes — and Aeri is certainly the most head turning of the three.

"You both look alike, you could pass as twins," Eunchae commented.

"Do we?" Chaewon playfully asked. She let Minjeong go and turned her face towards her. She pinched her cheeks and moved it up and down. Minjeong gave a cute whimper everytime Chaewon moves her cheeks but otherwise let her older sister do what she wants making Sullyoon and Eunchae giggled on the side.

"Nah, I'm prettier," Chaewon said with a playful grin.

Minjeong's eyes narrowed, "That just means I'm cuter," she countered.

They were silent for a few seconds, their eyes locked in a familiar and playful struggle. Then they broke to laughter at the same time, Minjeong threw her arms around her sister's shoulders while Chaewon's flew to Minjeong's butt, lightly tapping her cheeks as the younger girl trapped her in a bear hug, both of them letting out noises that can only be considered adorable because it came from the two of them.

The left side of my body felt light as I watched the two sisters reunite, my right side however, felt heavy. I can feel Aeri slowly creeping up beside me.

"Vale," she greeted, low but not hostile, her hands clasped together behind her back.

"Uchinaga," I greeted back, trying to sound civil and hide the contempt in my voice.

I heard Aeri scoff lightly. "I won't apologize for what I did. But I also want you to know that it wasn't personal."

"Well it felt personal," I replied.

My eyes glanced at Yuna and Sullyoon. The dryad faced the setting sun, Yuna however, was looking directly at me, her body tense like she's ready for a fight even though she's not a fighter herself. I gave her a reassuring nod which she returned.

"You defied royalty, Vale —" Aeri continued beside me. 

"Aeri," Eunchae approached cautiously.

Aeri kept going however, " — there are consequences."

"I've defied royalty before —"

"Bae Joohyun, the Pale Princess," Aeri interjected. "You think that this… relationship," she muttered the word like it's poison, like it's something a person like me shouldn't have, "you have with the Night Folk, with the werebeasts and the Heiress of the Verrathi Coven… you think this makes you untouchable by humans," Aeri said, and it was not a question.

"That didn't stop you from dropping a barrier on my shoulders," I spit back.

"Is this really the place to talk about this?" Eunchae chimed hesitantly. Yuna also seemingly sensed the tension, she was now inching slowly towards my side.

Before any of us can respond though, Chaewon and Minjeong approached us. Chaewon's arms were around her sister's shoulders while Minjeong's were wrapped around her older sister's waist.

"Hey, we're having dinner at our parents' house," Chaewon grinned towards her fellow sorceresses. "Wanna come?"

"I'd love to!" Eunchae exclaimed, jumping into the other side of Chaewon's arms.

"Well, I suppose," Aeri said awkwardly, she then glanced toward me. "Aren't you going to invite your… childhood friend?"

"Childhood friend, huh," Minjeong muttered, both mocking and teasing, earning her a pointed look from Chaewon and I.

Chaewon and I then locked gazes.

"Well, if you want to go, I'm sure our parents missed you too," Chaewon said awkwardly.

"Only your parents missed him?" Eunchae joined the teasing, her grin as wide as Minjeong's.

The left side of Chaewon's lip lifted and her nose crumpled, which I recognized was her slowly losing her cool. She raised both hands and playfully grabbed Minjeong's and Eunchae's heads. "If I need your opinions, I'll ask for it."

I was about to chuckle, when to my surprise, I heard a choked laugh to my right. I looked, and Uchinaga Aeri had a hand covering her mouth, she was obviously trying not to laugh. Aeri met my gaze, a slight flush flashed on her cheeks as she realized I heard her stifle a laugh. She then turned away and avoided my gaze.

Before I can process what happened however, Chaewon called to me. Her voice ringing despite the general ambient noise. Like my brain selectively had her prioritized.

"Hm?" I asked, almost dumbfounded.

"Are you going?" Chaewon repeated. Minjeong and Eunchae were no longer beside her and were instead terrorizing Aeri.

"Well, uh…" I stuttered. "Maybe not today, I have, uh, something else to do," I replied awkwardly.

Chaewon tilted her head and furrowed her brows. She knows I'm lying.

"No you don't have something else to do," came Sullyoon's innocent remark after rejoining the conversation.

Yuna, Chaewon, and I looked at her. I gave her a pointed look, "I have something else to do tonight," I said conspiratingly obvious.

Shit — the girl can't lie too, I thought as Yuna tried to hide a chuckle — emphasis on tried.

"Oh," Sullyoon's eye widens in realization. "Seren…" the dryad stutters, blinks twice, then points at me, "he says he has something else to do tonight."

Good save, echoing what I said — I thought, if everything else wasn't ruined already. Her remark, however, made Chaewon chuckle.

"It's fine, Seren. Maybe next time, I'll… um… tell our parents that you'd be coming. I'm sure they'll love to see you again," Chaewon said softly.

"I'd…" I hesitated, then broke into a soft smile, "I'd love that too."

"Well then. We'll get going," Chaewon said.

She turned, but before she can get two steps in, my hand reaches for hers, catching her wrists gently on my fingers. Her breath hitched, then I felt her pulse on my fingers gradually rise. 

"Chaewon, I…"

She turned, gaze low, fluttering everywhere except towards mine. The temperature between the two of us also seemed to rise — by her power, or just us, or both, I didn't really cared. Nothing mattered at that moment, only the fact that Chaewon and I were in physical contact, no matter how small, after all these years. Her short hair fell to her cheeks, not quite covering the slight redding underneath.

"Yeah?" She whispered breathily.

"It's uh… it's good to see you again."

Chaewon raised her head and locks gazes with me again. Her eyes searched mine as mine searched hers, of what, we don't know — or we know but we just won't acknowledge it. Then she smiles — the smile of the girl I once knew and once loved — and I knew right there, that that girl is still somewhere inside of her.

Chaewon nodded, "It's good to see you too," she replied.

I pursed my lips and nodded before letting go of her wrist. She rejoined the sorceresses and her sister. Eunchae and Minjeong looked back to wave me goodbye and to my surprise, even Aeri looked back and gave a slight and awkward nod. 

I watched them walk away, their conversation and laughter fading in the wind while I was silently wishing that I said yes.

"So, are you really doing something tonight?" Sullyoon asked innocently to my right, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"No, Seol YoonAh. I have nothing else to do tonight," I said sarcastically.

Sullyoon shrugged, "Sorry," she pouts adorably.

"You should've said yes to Chaewon," Yuna spoke to my left.

"Thanks for saying what I'm already thinking, Shin Yuna," I turned to her with the same sarcastic tone.

Yuna had the nerve to smirk, "Because you have nothing else to do, and because YoonAh and I also have nothing else to do," Yuna's grin got wickedly wider. "We'll be having dinner."

"We'll be having dinner?" I blinked in confusion.

"At your place," Sullyoon added almost absently.

"At my place?!" I exclaimed.

"Don't worry, Seren. YoonAh and I will be cooking," Yuna winked at me, took Sullyoon's hand, then walked towards the general direction of my apartment.

"That's not the problem, Shin Yu—" I sighed then scratched my head as I begrudgingly followed the fae and the dryad.

As it turns out, Shin Yuna makes a pretty wicked steak. Perfectly seasoned, perfectly cooked. She did not settle for just right, she wanted it to be perfect. Seol YoonAh, on the other hand, made a salad just enough to balance the steak.

And to finish it all off, a glass of red wine Yuna had prepared — which tasted so exquisite it might have ruined every other wine for me.

We now sat on my living room, me and Yuna on my couch while Sullyoon sat on the carpeted floor, a glass of wine in our hands as the light scent of steak lingered in the room. The lights were off, the curtain was drawn open and only the light of the waning moon shone down, giving the room an almost romantic ambience. I sighed in contentment, this felt like one of the nights where I feel at peace — and at the same time, it felt like a calm before the storm. 

"This wine came from the vineyards of the Lady of Spring," Yuna said. She was facing me in that familiar posture she had during the interview. She sat facing me, in a way that highlighted her curves. Her arm was draped across the backrest of the couch, and her head tilted to the side while she shook her wine glass. Her eyes were fixed on me, not hard and piercing anymore, but soft and gentle.

"Did she mind you plucking this out of her stores?" I asked, giggling a bit while my head is now a little bit fuzzy from the alcohol

Yuna giggled back, "No. She actually gave that as a gift for you. For your bravery she said. Then she told us to drink this with you the next time we have the opportunity."

"She was impressed with you, Seren," Sullyoon added before leaning the back of her head on the couch. "Said what you did for us took strength of character. She would love to meet you one day."

My heart swelled with the recognition, especially because it came from someone who I see as on equal footing with Joohyun even if I have never met the Lady of Spring before. "Me too," I replied, resting my head on the backrest of the couch. "How are you doing in her realm anyway?"

"The Pale Princess delivered us personally," Sullyoon replied, shaking her wine glass slowly. "She welcomed us warmly. And her realm…" Sullyoon drifted off as if recalling what the Lady of Spring's realm looks like.

"It was like… a melting pot of races, Seren," Yuna continued with a faint smile. "People wronged by the Wild Hunt who can't return to their past lives or allegiances…"

"There wasn't just fae or tree-kin there," Sullyoon perked, her voice and eyes filled with wonder, "there were dwarves, elves, some sirens and werebeasts who were experimented on by the Hunt — even humans."

"And a few dragons…" Yuna exhaled, amazement still evident in her voice.

"Dragons?" I asked, my lips slowly curving in a smile.

"Harmless dragons," Yuna giggled.

"Most of them are hatchlings," Sullyoon took over. "Taken by the Hunt from their nests in order to enslave them for their own purposes."

"And the Lady herself?" I asked.

"Ahhh, the Lady," Sullyoon said softly then rested her head on my lap. "She's beautiful, Seren."

"More beautiful than Yuna?" I faced Yuna and gave her a teasing look.

Yuna chuckled, "Well, I think I can give her some competition," Yuna teased flirtatiously, but this time, it didn't feel predatory. It felt, normal — like how a girl would flirt with a guy she likes at a bar, not that I would know, I've never been to a bar myself.

A gentle breeze wafts the room, making the curtains sway slightly. "So, different races… coexist… in her realm," I said before taking a sip from my glass.

Yuna fixed me with a gentle gaze, "You're still thinking about your conversation with the princess?"

"Hard not to," I admit. "If it was just a classmate talking about hypotheticals or during a class discussion, I would've just… archived it in my mind, never to be remembered again." Yuna and Sullyoon each gave a quick huff at my remark.

"But it was against the Crown Princess herself," I continued. "Seeing her in person would be unforgettable enough, but having a conversation with her — much less that kind of conversation…"

"It would have overwhelmed most people," Sullyoon commented.

"But you didn't," Yuna said in reassuring tone.

"But… but do you think it's possible?" I asked, "Coexistence."

Both women took a while to consider the question. Yuna took two sips from her wine, Sullyoon on the other hand, emptied hers and set them back on the desk before resting her head back on my lap.

"The Lady of Spring has done it, to an extent," Sullyoon said. "But her realm is made up of a certain… demographic. People who are united in one shared experience — suffering from Orion's hand. This gives them common ground, a reason for coexistence."

"A reason," I echoed. "The Hunt seem a big reason for them, but for the races of Verrath, it may be insufficient."

"It is insufficient," Yuna agreed. "What Verrath needs if it were to coexist are two symbols."

I turned to her, curious at what she meant. "What symbols?"

Yuna sighed, "One to unite against…"

"And one to unite under," Sullyoon finished.

"One to unite against," I murmured. "Certainly not Orion. He's been around for centuries yet Verrath still hasn't united against him."

"Most of it is because Oberon still refuses to move against him," Sullyoon said.

"If the fae king — Orion's own brother — won't move against him, why should the other races? Well, at least, that's the general logic," Yuna added.

"Are there any bigger threats than Orion?" I asked.

"There are," Yuna replied.

"Primordial demons, chaos gods, summoned by the occassional ritual gone wrong…" Sullyoon sighed on my lap.

"And they're usually one time things," Yuna added. "Alliances would be immediately forgotten once the threat is dealt with, only to be replaced by old hatreds."

"And so the cycle begins anew," Sullyoon said, drawing a circle with her finger on my thigh.

I sighed heavily then took another sip from my glass. "Do you think the princess would consider what I said?"

"You gave her reason to pause, Seren," Yuna replied. "I doubt that was because of your incredible charm and unmatched wit," she teased.

I huffed lightly, "It's like your saying I don't have those," I said, placing a hand to my chest and acting hurt.

Yuna shrugged her shoulders playfully. "Well, maybe put like, two notches down."

We laughed, not loud, not quiet either. Just right.

"How is it like?" Yuna asked and I perked my gaze to her. "Seeing your first love after all these years?"

I gave a heavy sigh as a response, making both women snicker.

"Honestly," I began, spinning the glass on my hand and looking at the liquor being sloshed around inside it. "I never thought I'll see her again."

"She's training as a sorceress, you'd be right to assume that," Yuna responded.

"Imagine my surprise," I gave a choked laugh.

"I don't need to, I saw it," Yuna said with a light snicker before taking another sip.

My left lip curves into a smile and I gave a quick but heavy huff just to release the heaviness forming in my chest.

"Did she change a lot?" Sullyoon asked, turning her head to look at me, her chin resting on my thigh.

The smile I already had widened, "Yes and no."

Yuna raised an eyebrow while Sullyoon tilted her head.

"Yes in the way that she seemed more… powerful, more confident in herself and in her convictions."

"And no?" Yuna asked softly.

"No, in the way that she's still that bubbly and energetic girl, as you saw when she was with Minjeong. Seriously, it felt like she was wearing a mask."

"But when did she wear it?" Sullyoon sounded sleepy and exhausted. "Inside the office, or outside the gate?"

I took a while to consider her point, Yuna looking at me intently and expectantly. "Honestly," I began, "I think she wore masks during both instances."

The curtains shifted again, shifting the shadows with it. For a moment, the room grows quieter, but thankfully not heavier. Yuna and Sullyoon waited for me to speak again, which I didn't know if I should be thankful for. The silence only seemed to raise the hurricane in my thoughts, making conflicting feelings scream louder. The wine isn't helping, it makes my brain go fuzzy every time I try to think deeply.

I then realized that — I may not be really ready to talk about Chaewon…. yet. 

"How are both of you anyway?" I asked wishing for a change of topic. "After what you've been through…"

Yuna and Sullyoon smiled, but otherwise didn't try to bring back the previous subject — something I was thankful for.

"We're… recovering," Sullyoon replied, nuzzling her head deeper up my lap. I placed a hand on her shoulder and she gave a satisfied sigh.

"And you?" I turned to Yuna, who gazed up after staring at my hand on Sullyoon's shoulders. She didn't look jealous, if anything, she looked content, that is, until her eyes met mine.

A flash of regret crossed her face, and I knew she recalled the interview. Where she used faerie dust twice to try and put me under her spell. It didn't have the intended effect but, knowing she tried to made me angry at them for a week.

"Aren't you…" Yuna pursed her lip, not out of seduction, but out of hesitation. "Aren't you mad at us? At me?"

I gave her a reassuring smile, "I was, when I learned what you are and what you tried to do. Although we had our suspicions, it didn't exactly blunt the anger."

Yuna nodded, her gaze wandering. "And now?"

Sullyoon shifted slightly, a satisfied sigh escaping her — she might have already fallen asleep, I thought, and squeezed her shoulder gently.

"And now…" I started. "I have nothing but respect for you." I then motioned towards Sullyoon who was now snoring softly, "especially this one."

"That was stupid of her," Yuna's tone however, carried no judgement, only affection.

"Some would say that she was brave." I retorted, recalling Sakura's words.

"Two different things can be true at the same time," Yuna replied.

We were silent for a while, listening to Sullyoon's soft breaths which seemed to be in sync with how the breeze comes in to my room. In a way, it makes it feel like the room was breathing with her.

Yuna emptied her wine glass, she looked to be steeling herself for something. My heart skipped for a beat thinking that she might jump on me like last time but — "Sorry, Seren," Yuna whispered, not hesitant, but maybe a little bit embarassed.

The right side of my lips curved into a faint smile before facing the fae enchantress. I looked at her, a stark contrast to the last time she sat on my couch. At that time, she was dressed like she wanted the dress to be torn off of her, but now — simple white shirt, tight jeans, no make up, and the moon illuminating her back, giving her an ethereal lunar glow — dare I say she looked a lot more beautiful than she did the last time.

"You look better in casual clothes, Shin Yuna," I replied.

Yuna laughed softly, she leaned to place her empty glass on the desk. "I'm apologizing and your reply is I look better dressed like this?"

I laughed back, "It was my way to say apology accepted," I retorted.

Yuna then crossed the distance between us in one smooth motion and planted a soft and gentle kiss to my lips and my grip on Sullyoon's shoulder tightened slightly. It wasn't possessive like last time, but it was claiming. Claiming a stake as a part of my life, not as a hostile factor, but as a friend, a confidant, someone who threw away trust and is now saying that she's asking for it. And the wine definitely made it feel and taste sweeter.

She pulled away, took my wine glass that was still an eighth full, placed it on the desk and turned back to face me. I can feel her hot breath smelling like wine and desire. Her eyes travel down to my lips, "Have I told you how much I loved kissing you?"

"Multiple times," I replied.

Yuna's eyes rose to hold mine, "Thank you, Seren, for coming to our aide." She whisepered with no hesitation, direct, and true. "YoonAh said she pledged our lives to you if you succeed—"

I scoffed lightly, "And I told her not to go that far —"

"But we will be going that far," Yuna whispered, leaning closer to my lips. "Because you went that far for us."

"I can't stop you with this, huh," I smirked, which Yuna returned.

"No, you can't," she leaned in then pressed another kiss, this time deeper, filled with words that she wanted to be said, but sometimes, action is just enough.

Yuna pulled away again, breath heavy, cheeks flushed, and eyes glazed.

"Well then," I began, also out of breath, "for your first task, I want you to train me."

Yuna smiled, "YoonAh thought you might say that."

"She was always unnaturrally observant," I said, leaning in for a quick kiss to Yuna's lips, making Yuna moan softly. She held the side of my neck with one hand while my free arm wraps around her shoulders.

"She thinks that…" Yuna sighs out of breath, "that you take the abilities of women you have sex with."

"Well that's the theory," I replied before Yuna closed in for another kiss, this time wetter as she put her tongue to action against mine.

She pulled away again, eyes focused only on my lips, "So if you took YoonAh's ability to manifest plant life, what did you take from me?"

"Your glamour, I think."

Yuna managed a soft chuckle that was immediately drowned by another wetter kiss.

"I can work with that," Yuna replied in between kisses.

The wine is definitely working now, every kiss was sweeter, every stroke of tongues wetter, and every touch hotter. My brain was so fuzzy that I didn't realize Sullyoon has woken and had sat beside me until she pulled my face off from Yuna.

We stared at each other's eyes while Yuna planted wet kisses on my neck and ear. Sullyoon's eyes mirrored Yuna's — grateful, affectionate, and full of desire. I pulled her in by her shoulders to kiss her. She also tasted like wine, but with hints of the grapes that were used to make it — which only added to the feeling of pleasurable intoxication.

Yuna moved her kisses to my temple then whispered in my ear — "We'll do that, but tonight… tonight we thank you for what you did for us," she swiped a tongue on my ear, making me shudder on Sullyoon's lips, "tonight, will be a night you will never forget."

And I believed her, especially when I felt both their hands palm the growing bulge in my trousers. Politics be damned, unresolved pasts be damned — this night, this night is ours, this night is mine, and whatever night we can steal after.

Yuna joins Sullyoon on my lips, creating a sloppy and wet three way kiss while they stroke my growing clothed hardness. Then their hands reached the waist band of my trousers and with deft and synchronized movements pushed it down my waist and freed my now aching and throbbing cock.

The girls interlocked their fingers then started stroking my shaft. I hissed in pleasure when I felt their soft palms wrapped around my cock. My head whipped back, eyes closed and breaking the three way kiss. Both girls giggled.

"I think he likes it, YoonAh," Yuna whispered, moving her kisses to my ear.

"I learn from the best," Sullyoon replied, mirroring her actions.

Yuna chuckled, licking the inside of my ear. I hissed again, my hands lowering down to their waists and pulling them both closer.

Their hands sped up, wrapping snugly on my cock. My breathing sped up, a familiar knot building in my gut. My cock throbbed, pressure gathering near the head — then stopped.

I opened my eyes to see both girls smiling at me, eyes half glazed and cheeks flushed.

"Not yet, Seren," Yuna said. "We're going to make this last as long as possible."

Yuna lowered her head, laid her body flat on the couch, and took my cock head in her mouth. "Fuck, yeah, Shin Yuna," I moaned. My hand travelled across her body, caressing her unnaturally thin waist, squeezing them gently, made her moan softly on my cock. I travelled lower, towards her shapely ass, tracing and feeling the shape with my palms. I gave her one gentle spank, and another moan vibrated along my shaft.

Sullyooon on the other hand, stood on the couch. She rolled her skirt, revealing adorable white panties. Slowly, Seol YoonAh lowered herself to my mouth.

"Will you do the honors, Seren?" Sullyoon asked, her hair falling down her face as she looked down on me.

"No need to tell me twice," I replied. My free hand pulled her panties aside, revealing her now dripping heat. I pulled her in by her ass, planting my mouth on her pussy.

"Shit —" Seol YoonAh cursed breathily. She smelled like fresh tree sap and tasted like honey, and dare I say, her pussy tastes addictive.

The dryad rolled her hips, trying to push more of her into my mouth. One hand braces against the couch's backrest, while another grasps my scalp to pull me in. Obsceneties freely flew out of Sullyoon's mouth as she expressed her pleasure, words that I never thought I'd hear from her considering her personality.

I then felt Shin Yuna move to her side, my hands on her ass shifted towards the side of her hips. I placed my other hand at the back of her head just to feel another sensation other than the blowjob she's giving. My other hand moves towards the buttons of her jeans, Yuna leans, giving more space to unbutton them. I inserted my hand, past her panties, and directly towards the hot and wet feel of her soft pussy. I gave her clit a quick flick and Yuna's reaction was instant — her mouth seemed to suck tighter and her hips now grind against my fingers.

Sullyoon gasped, then lurched forward, bracing herself on the backrest as her hips gyrated erratically on my mouth. "Seren… I'm… I'm… I'm…"

Then came a strangled moan — or a scream perhaps, trapped in her throat as she shook violently. Copious amounts of slick gushed from her folds as her hand on my scalp pulled painfully on my hair. I tried to catch it all in my mouth but a lot more dripped down the sides of my chin. 

The taste of her sweet fluids on my tongue then triggered my own release. My hips bucked upward, my hand slammed Yuna's head down, and I released thick ropes of my seed in her mouth. She took it all like she did last time, gagging a little bit as it hit her throat.

Our consecutive orgasms seemed to trigger a chain reaction seeing as Yuna suddenly clenched after taking my cum in her mouth, her moans drowned by her gagging. Her thighs trapped mine slipping it inside her wet folds, drenching my digits as her hips twitched and her body writhed.

Sullyoon stumbled back, allowing my vision to come back to me. Her pussy was dripping down to her legs. Carefully, she lowered herself back ti my side, giving me a view of the mess Shin Yuna was in. The fae grabbed her tits underneath her now crumpled shirt with her free hand. My cum trickled down the shaft of my cock then disappeared when Yuna lowered her head again.

Sullyoon then took her by the chin, slowly extracting her from my cock which twitched once — still half hard. What happened next made it hard almost instantaneously.

With glazed eyes, Sullyoon pulled Yuna's lips close, and they kissed. Wet and sloppy while they exchange my cum between their mouths. It was different from the last time they did it where Yuna surprised Sullyoon — this time, Sullyoon initiated the action — and it looked so hot.

Their tongues swirled, my cum mixing with their spits. Yuna's hands flew to unbutton Sullyoon's shirt. I watched as each button was removed, removing a cute white bra. Yuna pushed the shirt off of Sullyoon's shoulders then proceeded to unclasp her bra, removing the dryad's cute tits.

Shin Yuna broke the kiss and went down to suck one of Sullyoon's nipples. The dryad whipped her head back, releasing a breathy gasp in pleasure. This turned to moans as I added my tongue towards her other tit. Sullyoon slowly positioned herself on top and with her back facing me, Yuna's mouth and mine never leaving her chest.

Then I felt her heat pressed against my tip. Slowly, Seol YoonAh sank down my shaft, her wetness soft but tight, the stifled moan I released on her chest drowned by the breathless gasp she uttered as she shook gently when I was fully sheathed inside her. I released my mouth on her tit, moving towards her bare shoulders and kissing then gently while an arm wraps around her waist while the other cups the tit I was just sucking on.

Sullyoon moved, slowly, like the last time, releasing soft sighs and moans. Yuna however, had a different idea — she moved from Sullyoon's breast down to her body until she reached her pussy. 

"Shit, Yuna," Sullyoon exclaimed, trying to push Yuna away from her dripping folds. I held her by the waist, preventing her from pulling away and keeping my dick inside her as Yuna licked her clit vigorously.

"Fuck, wait, Yuna —" Sullyoon whined and squirmed on top of me.

"Give it to her, Seren," Yuna gasped hoarsely as she feasted on Sullyoon's sweet nectar. "Give it to her like how you gave it to me."

And who was I to refuse her? So I started thrusting up in her hard.

"Wait, Seren — FUUUUCK!" Sullyoon screamed as pleasure overwhelms her body. Yuna on the other hand kept her tongue working on Sullyoon's clit.

"Yuna! I! Fuck! Seren! Wait! Shit!" Sullyoon repeats again and again as I kept fucking her and Yuna kept licking at her pussy. I can feel her tighten around my cock, "She's close," I huffed.

Yuna withdrew her tongue but immediately replaced it with her fingers as she vigorously rubbed on Sullyoon's clit.

Profanities now freely spilled out of Sullyoon. I tightened my hold of her waists, pistoning inside her as Yuna kept her ministrations.

"I'm… I'm… I'm —" a loud scream tore out of Sullyoon's throat. I felt copious amounts of liquids push my cock out of her pussy. Her slick gushed out of her pussy violently, drenching Yuna in front of her who pulled the orgasming girl closer to place her pussy back on her mouth.

Shin Yuna lapped everything up until Sullyoon slowly came down her high. The dryad settled down on top of my torso, breathing heavily. "Shit. You're a freak, Shin Yuna…" Sullyoon breathed heavily, "both of you."

Yuna then emerged with a wide grin of satisfaction, her face drenched in a mix of spit, sweat, and cum, "Wasn't that amazing, YoonAh?" Sullyoon only nodded in response.

Yuna placed her hands on the hem of her shirt, then sensually pulled it off of her in a sensual display of her body. She reached back behind her, unclasping her red lace and revealing small but perky tits. "My turn," she grinned. Yuna unbuttoned her jeans, then slowly and as equally sensual — maybe even more — she shimmied her way out, pulling her pants down along with her panties, giving Sullyoon and I a private stripshow.

Sullyoon began to move to my side, but I held her waist tight, preventing her from moving. I made eye contact with Yuna as she raised her head, giving us a view of her gloriously naked form — she grinned, understanding what I'm planning to do.

"Seren, what are you —?" Sullyoon started to protest, then Yuna positioned herself in front of her, lining her pussy to my cock. 

"What are you both —?"

"Fuck —!" Yuna gasped as she slid down easily down my shaft. "So good, Seren. Now make me feel alive again," she said, keeping eye contact between me and Sullyoon. 

"Make me feel again," she moaned softly after one tentative grind. "After what they did to me… after that week of… 'revelry'," another moan, this time deeper and more purposeful. "Make me feel something real again, remind me what it feels like to be alive…" then Yuna started grinding harder, moving back and forth with Sullyoon sandwiched between us.

Sullyoon caressed Yuna's cheeks almost with reverence, their eyes meeting as Yuna's hips move. Then she pulled her close for a passionate and torrid kiss, Yuna's moans drowned as their mouths locked against each other.

My hand around Sullyoon's waist snaked down her body, reaching for the dripping folds between her thighs. She gasped, breaking her kiss with Yuna as I inserted two fingers inside her, curling them and moving in sync with Yuna's movements.

"Wait, Seren, I just… hnnngh —" the dryad whimpered, her body melting above me.

My other hand moves to Yuna's waist, squeezing the soft flesh and guiding her pace. I started thrusting upward, meeting her with all the strength I can muster with two women on top of me.

"Yes! Just like that! Seren!" Yuna exclaimed between heavy breaths and moans. I can feel her walls tightening around my cock in the same way that Sullyoon's is now squeezing my fingers.

"I'm fucking close —!" Yuna declared, Sullyoon on the other hand, is reduced to a moaning and whimpering mess.

"Me too, Yuna —" I replied, feeling the familiar pressure in my gut.

"Inside, baby. Please —!" Yuna sped up erratically. Her walls slid up and down my shaft, slippery and tight — and oh so good.

"Yuna… fuck —!" I thrust upward will all the strength I can muster. At the same time, Shin Yuna lowered herself with one powerful slam of her hips, making my fingers stiffened inside Sullyoon. In one glorious moment, we came together in a discordant symphony of screams, growls, and whimpers.

Shin Yuna screamed, loud enough that I think the neighboring units might hear. Her cum gushing down her pussy as it mixed with the thick ropes I spilled inside of her. Sullyoon squirted again, not as powerful as before but her body writhed in between Yuna and me. Our bodies moved out of sync, each trying to squeeze as much pleasure as long as we possibly can — and when it was all over, we collapsed on the couch in an entangled mess of sweat and cum.

Yuna's head settled down my neck while Sullyoon's rested on the back rest. Shin Yuna was chuckling in spite of herself while I heaved heavily.

"That was —" Yuna started, breathless and panting. "That was fucking — whoa, wait, Seren!"

I wrapped Yuna with both arms then flipped them over the couch — the fae now at the bottom while Sullyoon is now on top of her.

"We're not done, Shin Yuna," I growled, my cock hardening again inside her, making her moan and bite her lip seductively.

Sullyoon chuckled above her, "We're apparently not yet done apologizing," she teased, making Yuna giggle then —

"Fuck — just like that — start slow, Seren," Yuna said in between erotic sighs as I started moving inside her in a slow and controlled rhythm.

I took my shirt off and threw it somewhere I may have trouble finding in the morning. I leaned down, placing a hand on the armrest of the couch while the other presses down on Sullyoon's ass, pinning both girls below me as I continue to piston in and out of Shin Yuna.

"Faster now — please, Seren — hmmmph!" Shin Yuna begged, then was silenced when Sullyoon wrapped a hand around her head and pulled her in for a kiss — well, she was not entirely silent. Her moans were muffled in the dryad's mouth, slowly rising in volume as I started picking up the pace. Her pussy remained tight, but our mixed juices inside of her made her walls unbelievably slippery, making the friction feel so good it made my eyes roll to the back of my head as I groaned in pleasure.

Yuna suddenly squirmed beneath us, her hips struggling as if wanting to extricate herself from our union, her legs however, locked behind my hips, pulling me deeper every time I thrust inside. Her hands wrapoed around Sullyoon's back, fingers scratching lightly on her smooth skin. Their kiss becomes more urgent as Yuna's moans rise in volume. 

Then I felt her pussy constrict — once, twice, then on the third, my cock was pushed out of her pussy as a violent gush of slick squirted off her folds. Her scream was muted in Sullyoon's mouth who refused to break their lip lock despite Yuna making a mess on my couch. 

I watched my cock throb as Yuna's slick hit my hips with such force. "You made a mess, "You made a mess, Shin Yuna," I teased as small squirts were still gushing out of the fae, marking my couch with a considerable wet stain.

"Fuck you —" Yuna gasped, breathless as Sullyoon finally let her lips go. The dryad however, moved to plant wet kisses down her neck while giggling softly.

I smiled while panting, stariging at the two pussies sprawled in front of me, one of them dripping with my seed. I then rose and slowly pulled Sullyoon's skirt and panties off of her.

The dryad chuckled as if in a trance, "Looks like I'm next Yuna," she said while the fae was slowly stroking her hair.

"Don't hold back, Seren," Yuna looked at me as I positioned myself back on top of the two girls. I lined my cock and rubbed it along Sullyoon's still dripping entrance, eliciting a strangled whimper from her throat as she pushed her ass, trying to catch my cock and push it inside her.

"Please, Seren," Sullyoon whimpered.

"Please what?" I smirked, mirrored by Yuna.

"You're evil, Seren Vale," Yuna chuckled.

"No, I am not," I replied, thrusting steadily forward inside of Sullyoon's tightness.

Sullyoon gasped, her head whipping back, her back arched. Yuna wrapped her arms around her, trapping the dryad on top of her body as I rocked my hips rough and fast from the start.

"FUCK! SEREN! SLOW DOWN!" Sullyoon screamed.

"Do not fucking slow down, Seren," Yuna quipped with an evil grin on her face.

"It's too much! Yuna! AAAAHHHH!" Another scream permeated the apartment as I held Sullyoon's shoulders for more leverage.

"You can take it, you can take it, YoonAh!"

Sullyoon's arms flailed stiffly to her side, fingers tense and rigid as Yuna held her from moving away.

"I can't! I can't!" Sullyoon kept screaming, and I was too far gone in the pleasure that any thought of being heard was thrown out the window as I chase our highs.

Then Sullyoon stiffened, arms, body, legs, even her head tensed, her mouth frozen in a muted scream. Then her pussy squeezed mine tightly. Her walls milked my shaft — then we came in synchrony with each other.

The ropes I shot inside her with a loud groan met the violent torrent of slick her pussy released. Her body shook more violently as Yuna held her in her arms.

The force of her orgasm pushed my cock out of Sullyoon, and a wave of our mixed juices showered my couch as she squirted more powerfully than last time. Sullyoon's breathing was heavy and erratic, with occasional twitching of her body. Yuna on the other hand, was stroking her back and her hair with a satisfied smile on her face.

I sat down on the other end of the couch, my cock softening and feeling that strength may have left my legs temporarily. "Did I made you… feel alive… again?" I asked Yuna in between heavy breaths.

Yuna turned her head to look at me, her eyes glazed in exhaustion and pleasure. "Yes," she replied.

"And Sullyoon?" I followed.

Yuna gave Sullyoon a quick glance then grinned, the dryad's breathing was jow steady and her body seemed to settle snugly on top of Yuna. "Passed out," Yuna replied with a weary chuckle, "we really gave it to her."

"You're evil, Shin Yuna," I quipped.

"Only during sex," Yuna quipped back, making me huff lightly.

"What now?" I asked, "Your dryads down for the count."

Yuna snickered, "carry her to the bedroom will you," she replied.

I rose, mustering what little strength that's left in my legs, and manouvered Sullyoon slowly so that I'm carrying her in a lover's carry.

"Such a gentleman," Yuna teased.

"Ironic since we just knocked her out during sex," I quipped back as we started walking towards my bed room.

"I'm sure she loved it," Yuna replied before opening the bedroom door.

I carried Sullyoon to the bed, laying her down at the far side. Yuna moved and made herself comfortable on the other side, leaving me to lie down in the middle.

Both girls slung their arms around me once I've settled down, Sullyoon by instinct, and Yuna in purpose. I wrapped my arms around them in response.

"So, how was your first threesome, Seren Vale?" Yuna asked flirtatiously while Sullyoon snored softly.

I chuckled, "You know when you talk like that, it reminds me of how predatory you were during the interview."

Yuna smiled softly, "And now, only you shall be the recepient of that… treatment."

"Should I be flattered?"

"Of course," Yuna replied confidently, "but you still haven't answered my question."

I chuckled in disbelief before replying, "It was unbelievable, Shin Yuna."

"But?" Yuna teased, drawing a weary chuckle from my throat.

"Exhausting," I replied.

"Then rest, Seren," Yuna said, closing her eyes and nuzzling her head on my chest.

"You too, Yuna," I kissed the top of her head, making her give a soft sigh. I gave Sullyoon a kiss at the same place as well, making her shift slightly on my arm.

Well, if all rescue missions end this way — I'll gladly go to all of them, I thought as I slowly drifted off to sleep.