Chapter 40: Saturday, Feb 26Chapter Text
A text to Amy has her over to the apartment to eat breakfast with you and Crystal in the morning.
"So, I've looked over the defense ritual, and I'm willing to do it with you two assuming you can memorize the chants and aren't going to object to the bloodletting."
Amy chews a pancake. "And the nudity?"
"And the nudity. I can use magic to place guides for the runes, but they're going to be placed all along the torso, front and back. You can wear the robe and part it slightly while Crystal or I paint them on, but there's going to be a fair amount of skin showing."
Flicking her eyes over to Crystal then you, Amy sits back and sips her coffee. "Alright. What's first?"
You hand over copies of the steps of the personal cleansing, the totemic enhancement ritual, and actual and phonetic versions of the chants. Below are sketches of the rune clusters, most of which will be along the upper chest and back, down the sides of the body, and along the spine and sternum. You give both girls some additional paper, ink, and brushes. "Practice those runes. We'll run over the chant after you get some drawing practice, and continue practicing during the day.
"Aelfie has already picked up the reagents we need, as this ritual doesn't need us to verify the items resonate with our personal magic." You wrinkle your nose at the coffee smell wafting from both women's mugs and sip your tea. "I'd like to do the ritual in the evening 'cause it's probably going to wipe us out, so we can sleep it off."
Amy frowns, "Will Aelfie take me back to the house?"
You shrug, "I figured we'd all just pass out on the bed."
The little brunette suddenly looks wolfish. "I see."
The girls continue to practice while you pop over to the lair to make sure all of the other items are in place. While you're there you talk to Aelfie about the ritual.
"Aelfgifu, would you like to participate in the ritual as well?"
The house-elf claps and pops up to the table to look at you. "Yes, Lord Peverell, thank yous. You don't worry about seeing me during the ritual. Ælfgifu be invisible and helping yous ritual. Since yous give permission, Ælfgifu gets," she weaves her long-fingered hands together, "uh, a shadow copy of yous ritual. I get enough stuff for six peoples just in case, so I use one set too."
You take the small elf's hands and smile at her. "Good. I'll try to keep you informed of any rituals we do, so if you want to join in, just let me know. You're always welcome to join."
Aelfie blushes at you and snatches her hands back in embarrassment. "Lord Peverell too kind. I be tracking rude girl for you most of the rest of the day, find you a memory-bowl by tomorrow." She curtseys and pops away and you gather some reference materials on runes and pop back to do some bloodletting on the girls.
It's nice not having to hide your magic, so you kick back and do some catching up on Runes. The book you picked out this time does have an expanded syllabary, but also includes some examples of very simple runic casting—sketching a rune associated with in the air before casting an incendo will turn the spell from a small stream to a powerful gout of flame.
…of course, 'sketching a rune in the air' isn't explained there, it's like it's assumed that everyone knows how to do that…
You find information about it later in the book and try it yourself. It forces you to pull out your wand for the first time in quite a while for something unrelated to healing. You manage to write a 'sun' rune in the air after a try or two and touch your wand to it to cast a lumos.
After everyone recovers their sight (and Amy checks to make sure you didn't cause permanent damage), you decide to just read a bit more and practice later. You do fill in a few runes you were unaware of, and that will help with adding logic to your enchantments—you can now have enchantments fire off of people being hurt, and even add ephemeral concepts like 'is threatening you with violence in a way that actually constitutes a real threat to you'. Which is a single rune, albeit one that has about thirty strokes to it.
Amy heads off to get her homework done and be seen by Photon Mom so as to keep the heat off of you, while you invite your Lady out for an on-campus picnic. Aelfie's picked up some newer recipes from you, so you reap the fruits of your house-elf's labor while you recline on a ridiculously-cliche checkered cloth.
You end up leaning against a tree with Crystal cuddled against your chest as you feed each other little bites of food and probably cause tooth-rotting jealousy in anyone within sight. If only they could hear what you're saying…
"So I think that whoever's writing 'Brocton Bay Zeta: World's Conquest' has decided to run with this 'you are Clockblocker's child' thing. They totally stole the gender-reversing stuff, and put up a series of votes. A whole bunch of guys are now girls and once again Clocky's 'broken' a bunch of them with his dick."
You look down your nose at your girlfriend—like literally, since her head is on your chest. "I can't believe you read that smut. Instead, you should be reading 'Brigid's' newest story on capefixxx," you say in your finest Bela Lugosi accent.
"Are you a vampire?"
"I am indeed a vampire."
"And after you suck her blood…."
You flex your shaft, Crystal having worked it out of your pants earlier. It's under a concealing charm and rubbing along her silken panties. "I fill her back up with other fluids."
Your girlfriend chuckles before leaning over so she can turn her head and look in your eyes. "James?"
"Hrm?" you ask around a mouthful of sandwich.
"When are you gonna stop teasing and fuck Amy?"
"Crys… look, I don't want to get into conversations about past relationships or anything, but bear with me here—did you fuck your first boyfriend?"
"Uh, no. Didn't even kiss him."
"And I'm Pan-pan's first boyfriend. You said yourself you thought she was gay for a while. Hell, it sounds like she never dated at all, so who knows if she even snuck a kiss with a girl at any point." You scrub your knuckles along your scruffy chin, "she and I are already screaming along at warp speed, I'm trying to keep her from thinking she wants what we already have and realizing she didn't want to go this fast when it's six inches too late."
Crystal sighs and uses that scruff on your cheek to scratch the end of her nose. "Screw your logic, dude." A naughty little smile creeps over her face. "If she decides anything about going too fast it'll be after that fat first inch and she realizes why I had her make adjustments." Her eyes lose focus as something comes to her. "Wait, wait, wait, you can change the size of things, right? Can you—"
"Yes," you preempt what she's about to ask without needed a lick of legilimency, "I can make it bigger temporarily. If you're thinking about becoming a size queen you'll do it only with Amy there monitoring and adjusting as needed."
That mental image has her dripping—you can feel the slick slide of her panties change as you flex against them.
"To go back to the vampire thing, she still has an obsession with buttsex for some reason, so one of the chapters has me trapping her in a coffin with me as I slide my 'vampiric pole' into her 'dirty hole', all while I bite her neck," of which you do the latter to Crystal to her groaning delight, "and feed while I fuck her."
With the way she's wiggling, you have a sneaking suspicion the two of you'll be making a stop back at the lair before you head off to heal with Amy this afternoon. "Not today, but we're gonna do that soon."
"Oh really?"
"Uh-huh. Momma gets it all first before one of those other girls gets to play."
You've kinda given up trying to understand Crystal's desire for you to fuck other girls. You can literally read her mind and it doesn't make sense sometimes, but it gets her hot. "I assume that one of the Sklub,—"she giggles at you slurring the name together, "—has an anal fetish?"
"Savannah mainly, but Sierra made a comment about it too. Savanna though, she apparently went right from oral to butt stuff, 'cause of religion."
"Ah, the 'ol 'Poophole Loo—" you stop as Crystal smacks your arm, giggling madly.
"Shut up! I almost died when Karen called it that." She cuddles back against you and looks at the time. "We'll have to pack up soon, but I'm glad we decided to spend a little time catching up." You kiss the top of her head and she beams up at you. "I love y—spendingtimelikethiswithyou!"
[X][Crystal] "I love you too, Crys."
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You lock eyes with her and let the moment stretch out a bit as you smile. Crystal has turned bright pink but refuses to look away.
"I love you too, Crys."
Crystal's face scrunches up as she simultaneously beams and leaks a few happy tears from her eyes. Her hands caress the sides of your face and pulls you gently down to kiss her as you rub her back and run a hand through her hair.
Pulling back and leaning her forehead against you she gives a little hiccup-sigh as her hands move down to touch your chest, her right hand over your heart. "I thought it might just be me."
"Oh love," you sigh, and smile at the thrill that you can feel run through her, "what did Aelfie call you?"
"Lady Peverell…"
"And I never had an objection to her saying it. I was just bothered that she was going to spill the secret too soon. You are my Lady."
Ghosting her lips against yours, Crystal's mind is projecting her love and desire to you. "James, take me home to bed and make love to me."
Before you could think to speak the words, you feel Aelfie pop in and establish an illusion of you still cuddling by the tree and you apparate out with your lover in your arms.
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In the early afternoon, you and your shortstack girlfriend rumble on the motorcycle over to Medhall Medical Center to do some healing. You'd voiced some suspicions about the company to Quinn Calle, and the lawyer was able to find out that the hospital was largely independent, having changed the name primarily because of donations from Medhall—in other words it was good press they could use if the Nazi thing ever came to light.
In any case, Panacea didn't come to this hospital as often, so instead of the assembly-line of Brockton General, you were back to walking from room to room. The two of you split sides of hallways as you walked down, at least until you heard her voice raised.
"—the hell are you doing here, Dennis?"
Quickly finishing up the healing you were doing you sweep down to the room your girlfriend is ranting in. She doesn't even look up as you enter, still berating a red-haired boy.
"Seriously, you know I heal. We sit at the same table at lunch, does it just slip your mind every time?" Looking down at the case notes she freezes a moment before turning to the woman sitting by the kid's bedside. "Is your husband in this hospital as well?"
"Yes, he's on the sixth floo-" She's bustled off by the robe-clad healer, who slaps the chart into your chest with a growled 'fix him.'
"Oooookay," you drawl, looking at the chart. "Dennis McKenna, 17 years old… you're just here to rest after doing Peripheral Blood Stem Cell donation." You look up at the teenager who's staring back at you somewhat suspiciously. Pushing into his head a bit you realize that your guess was correct and this is, indeed, Clockblocker. "So lemme fix the slight tiredness or whatever," which you do with a wave of the wand, "…and I guess while we wait I can change your hair color for you? Can't do much about being a soulless ginger, but eh."
El Blocko Clocko manages to look unamusedly amused. "Really? A ginger joke?"
You roll your hand up in a wrist-shrug. "Amy apparently knows you but I have no context with you, so I gotta take what jokes I can get. Want a neck tattoo or something?"
A bit further into his head you uncover the major discovery that he has commissioned and collaborated with Specific Protagonist to write that crazy-ass fanfic that has him fucking (literally or figuratively) all of Brockton Bay. No wonder it involves improbable sex. In fact, S_P has been angling to meet her co-writer recently. What a small, creepy-ass world.
Dennis touches his neck. "Nah… wait, can you make like a temporary paint one?"
Amy and Dennis' parents don't show back up for almost twenty minutes, but when they come through the door the boy launches himself at his glowing-with-health father. Amy leans into your side as the family hug and cry happy tears. It really takes a couple of minutes for the screaming to start.
"Is that a TATTOO?! Dennis!" The woman turns on you and looks more fierce than any cape you've seen, pointing a finger of doom. "You!"
"It's paint."
The finger swings back to Dennis.
Amy hits you with a soft elbow and you crumple dramatically into a heap, waving a hand and erasing the neck-and-sleeve tattoo you had stuck on the secret cape.
After that bit of theater, you finish up healing and head back to the lair where you find that Aelfie has uncovered a very nice, pretty large pensieve that Crystal is poking at. You'd judge it large enough for like a half-dozen people to use it at once. You do have time to test it out…..
[X][Pensieve] Your exhibitionism on Thursday
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As soon as the two of you apparate in Crystal turns from where she's poking at the pensieve and kisses you soundly. "Where's the rest of the possessed dinner service?"
"It's the pensieve I mentioned. Want me to put a memory in and we can try it out?"
Flicking her eyes over to Amy, she says "How about Thursday, so Amy gets a chance to experience the dance too?"
You think you're gonna give her more than the dance, but it's not a bad idea. "Sure, let me just concentrate for a moment." You encapsulate the dance and your own little afterparty into a… packet that you pull out with your wand before stirring it into the roiling mists inside the bowl.
"Alright, lean in and once you make contact with the mist you should get sucked in. Things should be from a third-party perspective." You go first and just as you said you find yourself watching Karen about to be made the meat of a rhythmic sandwich when Crystal and Amy appear.
"Holy fuck, you like completely disappeared James!" your girlfriend exclaims, then grins as you sidle up behind Amy and start moving her to the music. "Wow, I was fucking on point."
You chuckle. "Of course you were dear, you're always beautiful." You slide your hands under Amy's shirt as she starts to move against you. "The last time we were dancing you had my coat on and I couldn't grind you like this."
Crystal moves behind herself and tries to latch on and smack her own ass but only manages to fall through the threesome to your and Amy's laughter. "Awww…"
After sharing a dance together, you and Amy join Crystal in getting in close and watching the action. When she sees the threesome kiss with Susan she licks her own lips and seems focused on Crystal's smirk.
You pay better attention to Soon-Yi's dance. She had come after Savannah and seemed simultaneously embarrassed and super eager to hold herself against you. Being better able to see where she's buried her head into your chest you see that she's blushing to the tips of her ears as she haltingly grinds against you.
Rather than sit through the walk back and all of that you try fast-forwarding, managing to get the timing to just as you're walking away from throughly kissing the S Klub.
Crystal whirls around and stares wide-eyed. "Are you really?"
"D'you want me to stop?"
"Uh…" she turns and stares as she pops your cock out and you kneel down to strip her panties off. "Oh fuck we're hot."
Amy is trembling and drifting closer to the phantom images of you and her cousin. Her eyes jump between your bobbing length and Crystal's wet, glistening slit. You slide behind her and wrap an arm around her to brace as she flinches violently when you stuff Crystal full not a foot away. "Baby, you know Crystal can take it like that. I'm taking it slow with you—"
"Oh my fucking god, they were watching!"
You chuckle as Amy looks over to see her cousin standing in front of the little window like it would stop what had actually happened two days ago.
Shifting Amy closer, you hear your line of 'We'll spitroast Susan between us' and she snakes a hand down to clench between her thighs. You send her a magical shock as the next line—the one about spitroasting her—coaxes a startled little orgasm out of her. Her wide eyes turn to you as Crystal, floating partially through the door crows, "I knew it, Susan's totally getting off!"
Amy doesn't focus on you for long—or at least on the current you—she finds herself front-and-center as you turn with Crystal in your arms and cum inside her. The brunette drops to her knees and stares at your balls as they contract, her mouth drifting open as you float Crystal away and your glistening cock, wet with her juices, bobs in front of her.
Gathering your younger girlfriend from her daze you carry her over to where Crystal is spying on the S Klub. Savannah and Sierra have blatantly slid hands down their pants, while Karen has a hand on her chest and is strumming a stiff nipple.
Poking Crystal where she's talking shit into unhearing ears, you find yourselves back in the real world with two ladies with very flushed faces. Putting a hand on their shoulders you hum thoughtfully. "Well, that's gotten the magic pumping. Keep it like this and the ritual will be a breeze."
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After a light dinner, you go over the runes and chant with both ladies again. Both have applied themselves with vigor and are spot-on with their pronunciations and sketching. The three of you share chaste kisses and a three-way hug before you and Crystal strip bare with little fanfare. Amy undresses slower and seems a bit embarrassed, but at the end holds her head high and looks both of you in the eyes. As much as you like to run both your eyes and your hands over her beautiful body, this isn't the time or place, so with a nod you lead both ladies into the ritual circle and open yourself to the magics contained within. With its guidance you shift the three of you around a bit—you're still in a rough triangle, but facing west this time.
You feel Aelfgifu enter the circle as well, and as she does the magic shifts slightly. Her presence is a soft harmony underlying yours, buoying and being buoyed in turn.
The three of you turn from your separate spaces and face the center, where water and honey have been set, and meet each other there. Joining hands with your fellow participants you all lower your heads and breathe before throwing them back as you pull on their magic and your own. This time it is less of a plea and more of a command.
Cemjō, soitos, qe pāsmi mene weltis!"
Come, magic, and heed my will!
The individual cleansing is largely similar to the general one, but each of you in turn speaks the words and gathers a bit of water and honey on your fingers before pricking the other to draw the blood. Aelfgifu is beside and behind you, adding a drop of her blood to yours and taking a drop of your own lifeblood.
The three of you and the ritual materials you will use are encased in your own cocoons of cleansing magic as the power sweeps over you. Crystal's is the same crimson of her powers, while Amy's is a deep, fern green.
With the cleansing done, each of you retreats to your corners to lay out your gemstones and turtle shells before meeting once more in the middle to paint runes. The work is long and tedious, even with magic being used to mark out the exact patterns required so that it ends up being very paint-by-numbers. Once you are all painted and you have all verified that everything looks correct you press the tips of your fingers against the ladies' and move back to your individual spaces.
Pulling on the magic that flows through the ritual space you start the chant, Crystal, Amy, and Aelfgifu's voices echoing yours.
"Ghwerā ainō agros egō ghawō dōme juwes galnos."
Beast of the land, I call upon your power
"Bhoudhejō entós me dhoboskos ainō pḷtáwijā."
Awaken within me the solidity of the earth
"Dherghō me komtrōd oljoi elne moghō skodhos me."
Strengthen me against all that can harm me
"Dídōmi ana me juwes dōnom."
Bestow upon me your blessing
Repeating the words over and over you feel something pulling from the simple shell into you, solidifying, hardening, and making yourself strong against all that would hurt you. You don't know how long it lasts, but you drink from the power until you have taken all it has to give before bowing your head once more and intoning the ritual closing.
"Bhkirkos bhewmi ōsmi mō ghawōdskei. Soitos, egō ledō juwes, ṛskai qe esmi áiwi aiwós!"
The circle is open but unbroken. Magic, I release you, go and be always eternal.
You are immediately hit by a wave of exhaustion and almost sink to your knees. Aelfgifu is at your side and looks frustrated at you. "You give more magic than you need, master! You need practice!"
Amy and Crystal are by your side and while they also look tired, they are not nearly as bad off as you feel. Both of them look panicked for a moment before Aelfie lets them know that you're fine, just tired, and will be back to normal in the morning. The three of you are already clear of the runic markings, but a snap from your house-elf has all three of you clean as your women guide you to the bed where you collapse gratefully. Crystal rolls you into the center of the bed on your back and kisses you softly before passing you off to Amy.
Thoroughly kissed, you smile at your ladies as they lay on your chest and speak softly as you tumble into a deep, content sleep.
[X][Wakeup] You and Amy explore oral sex