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“Graaaaahhhhhh! You fooooookin bastarrrrrds!!!” Natsu roared. With a burst of unnatural strength, Natsu broke free from Yennever and rushed towards the bed. He raised his fist and leapt straight at Donny.

“Eeeeeeeek!” The cowardly baron’s son squealed in fright and fell backwards on the bed, unceremoniously unsheathing his long grotesque cock from Wendy’s tight, pink pussy.

In a flash, Aribeth appeared in midair before Natsu and executed a perfect roundhouse kick to his gut, sending the fire mage toppling back to the ground.

A flustered Yennever leapt next to Aribeth and the two maids put themselves between Natsu and the bed.

“I-I’m sorry master,” Yennever said, “His strength just came out of nowhere.”

Enzo chuckled. He grabbed a fistful of Erza’s hair again and held her in place while he lazily fucked her mouth. “He overcame my horni-limiter, I see. That’s pretty impressive,” Enzo said.

“I’ll fucking kill you bastards,” Natsu growled. He successfully summoned flames on both of his hands.

Donny, the baron’s son, quickly backed away against the headboard of the bed upon seeing Natsu’s magical flames. “Eeeeeekkk s-save m-meee Enzo!” he cried.

“Oh dear,” Enzo said, “Could you two calm Sir Natsu down please? He’s distressing our client.”

“Jeez, this is why I hate mages,” said Yennever before dashing forwards at Natsu.

“Yaaaaaaargh! DIIIIEEEEE!” Natsu screamed as he aimed a fireball at Yennever.

With a sudden incredible burst of speed, the silver-haired maid was instantly beside Natsu. Before Natsu could react, Yennever’s fist slammed into the fire mage’s face, sending him crashing into the sitting area.

“Ahhhh! My priceless vintage baroque furniture!” Donny could be heard yelling.

Natsu groaned and quickly picked himself up.

“Heyooo!” Yennever exclaimed, appearing behind Natsu. With a brutal kick, she slammed her shin into Natsu’s back.

“Argh!” Natsu cried out and went skidding across the marble floor.

What followed was pretty much repeats of the same dance. Yennever quite literally mopped the floor with the unfortunate fire mage.

In the end, Natsu ended up in a painful heap on the ground with the silver-haired maid’s heel on the back of his head.

Yennever tossed back her hair in a huff. “Honestly, did you really think you could win against a mage-slayer knight in close quarters?” she asked condescendingly.

“Uggghhh fuck you!” Natsu groaned. He gritted his teeth and struggled to push himself up.

“Ew, not a chance, pencil dick!” Yennever said. She removed her foot, grabbed a fistful of Natsu’s pink hair and yanked his head up. Then she promptly slammed his face back into the ground with such a **** that it fractured the stone floor.

Before Natsu passed out, he could hear Donny wailing, “Nooooooo! My premium Arakitashian marble tiles!”