For the sake of Lucia's career

And totally not the rather successful pawing you are receiving from Delilah. You let out a slight gasp and shift your hips to give her better access.

"Good boy." Delilah says into your ear. "Since you aren't improving her performance how about a bet." She reaches into your shorts and grips your length. "If you can last until the end of my Lucia's show I'll pay you double what she did. If you don't," she looked around the booth at the other women, most of who are paying more attention to you than to Lucia's performance, "you offer some, ha," she gives a soft laugh and whispers into you ear, "'emotional support'." Rather than verbally agree you lift your hips. "Where did Lucia find such a good, 'Duke's son'?"

Well you would be feeling patronised but she was really good with her hand. Pulling down your shorts to expose you she let out an appreciative huff and started stroking. Long slow strokes rubbing her thumb around your head to gather the pre she was stroking out of you as lube.

You did your best not to moan like the whore you were being mistaken for. Her movements started to speed up and a finger stayed to play with your frenulum. "AH." You let out during one stroke.

"That's right let it out." She said clearly proud of herself.

"Fuck you're good with your hand." You moaned.

"Yes, and you are, firm and young and," she let you hand go and brought it up to her nose, "virile." Her hand went back to you and started moving faster. "But if you aren't careful you'll have a full service for free." She teased you.

You took her point and let out a deep breath trying to calm down. You've had sex today and you haven't been teased before this started so you should be fine to last. "You might need to work a bit harder." You say with a steady voice.

She grins at you. "Is my lower class hand not good enough for the noble?" She asked squeezing a little harder than needed. Didn't hurt at all and she was clearly saying it for role-play.

"It's the calluses," you say puffing up your chest and adjusting your posture, "A life of work has some disappointing results."

"So why is my lower class hand stroking your noble cock while you moan?" Her hand speeds up a little and she was clearing getting into the role-play, the other women were still focusing on you so when Lucia's dragon shot over their heads with a flurry of colours they let out surprised gasps.

Looking down you swear you could see Lucia give you a knowing wink as her dragon shot out of the booth and into the next one over.

"Mmmm haaaa." Your own moan catches you by surprise, Lucia's dragon had even distracted you enough that a sudden twisting of Delilah's hand made it hard to ignore her efforts.

"Like a whore." She whispered into your ear. "A boy who's going to be showing my friends exactly how noble's service their betters." She leans over and bites your earlobe. "Mmmm I bet you spend your days in the manor on your knee beneath a desk don't you. That's what noble boys are for isn't it."

She is breathing heavily into your ear and you can feel yourself getting close. "I've certainly done my share of, below desk work." You say trying to get back control of your lower half.

"Mmm, I bet you have."

"Come on, he's close Delilah." A woman encouraged.

"He's almost there." Another calls out.

"Make that little whore moan Del." A laugh comes from a third and you wonder if anyone is watching Lucia.

As if hearing your question Lucia's dragon flying into the middle of the theater and radiates a rainbow, each beat of it's wings sending out a pulse of colour to the delight of the audience. Her dragon grows larger with each pulse steadily getting large enough to fill the space. It's head start to scan around the booths. Rainbow slit eyes now almost as big as your head examine the occupant before one final beat of wings sends a shower of rainbow sparks out as the dragon explodes. The sparkles dissipate quickly but you can see a few that pass through wood, you doubt anyone would notice or care but you'll need to mention it to her after this. The audience is silent for a moment and Lucia takes a slow bow as her dragon reforms at her feet bowing with her.

After a heartbeat a wall of noise assaults your ears. Not just from the audience below but several of the women around you. Cheering and applause deafen you for a moment before you feel a squeeze on your lower half. "Guess I need to ask Lucia how much you cost." She sounds amused and looks you over. "But before then, how much for a night with myself and my friends?" She has a raised eyebrow and jerks you slowly.

"Sadly I have another engagement." You say. As tempting as it is, and since you haven't cum it is very tempting, there is no way that ends well. If nothing else if Delilah and her friends think you are a whore, and if they pay you they will be correct, its going to get icky when your fake/real nobility is revealed.

Delilah's hand stays on you jerking slowly. "I'd pay very well." She leans over to whisper into your ear again. "And I'm sure my friends would be happy to help support Lucia if they knew more about her, 'friends'."

"Sorry, Lucia's probably waiting." You say. The woman in the booth recall what had been happening to you and look over to see if there are white streaks on your clothes that meant they were having a 'Duke's son' as an after show.

"You heard the boy ladies. I guess that means you will have to wait until Lucia next performance to get a chance at her, 'friend'." Delilah said theatrically taking her hand back and standing up.

You stand and lift you pants which is remarkably hard since you are, well remarkably hard. The short shorts bulge out comically as you leave the booth. The woman checking you out and one asking how to contact you for a more private meeting. You leave with only a smile at her and as the door is closed Delilah grabs you. Pressing her lips against you as her legs move to either side, grinding herself against you. She lets out a shaky breath. "I love young cock," she reaches between your bodies and grips your erection through your shorts, "my Lucia knows my tastes very well." She kisses you again. "Did you hold off on cumming just for the money?"

You had been hoping to avoid any possible rejection. "Don't worry about the bet." You reach down to grab her ass to help her not think about that. "But I do have another engagement."

She smiled at you. "Then how much would it cost to forget that engagement?"

"Not a matter of money." You say letting go of her ass. She stays pressed against you for a moment before pulling back and tugging her skirt down.

"Leave them wanting more? For a young man you're know how to be a good whore." She says walking towards the backstage stairs. You follow after her and soon enough you are where you left Lucia.

She was waiting for you and Delilah approaches her with a big smile. "You did wonderfully Lucia. I'm sure we will have work for the year and then some. I've never seen any Incantor do that before." She hugs Lucia who hugs her back.

Lucia is breathing through her mouth and looks pale. She used more magic than she should have. When Delilah lets go Lucia leans against the wall holding back a yawn. "Thank you Mistress." She bows her head but not the rest of her.

"As for your 'friend'," Delilah reaches down and squeezes your ass, Lucia seems too sleep to notice so small mercies, "I'm sure you'll bring him to your next performance won't you?" She lets you go with a pat.

"Of course Mistress." Lucia said, she was looking close her verbal limit so you spoke for her.

"I'd love to watch her performance with you, and next time I'll be sure to leave my night empty." You say to Delilah making her smile at you.

"I'll speak to you on the weekend Lucia. Enjoy your," she looks between the two of you, "engagement." She give Delilah a parting pat on the head and you on the ass. "I'll speak with my friends to organise your next performance." She says as she walks back the way you had come.

You walk over to Lucia and put her arm over your shoulder. "Thanks for the help." She says sleepily as you carry her back to the changing room.

"Oh sure. It's not like you were whoring me out or anything." You leave the comment hanging in the air for a moment as she looks at you.

She looks over at you blinking a few times. "Huh?" She yawned out.

Maybe she didn't do it on purpose, "I don't mind helping you Lucia but I draw the line at being taken advantage of." You say firmly.

"What?" She asked blinking to try and wake herself up a bit more.

"We'll talk tomorrow." You look her over. "If you are awake." You add opening the door to the changing room and helping her in. Her bag is still there and both of your uniforms are there. You rest her on the ground with her uniform and get changed. When you are done changing you look at her and see her stuck with her uniform top halfway on. You tug it down and she blinks a few times. "Time to change your pants." You say lifting her off the ground. She complains but pulls down and kicks off her motley pants. You put her uniform on and stuff her costume into her bag. You sling the bad over one shoulder and Lucia over the other. "I'd rather not carry you the entire way there."

"Used too much magic." She mumbled. "Looked cool though." She grinned then lulled her head, the movement wake her back up.

"Yeah it did." You had to give her that, "Though you should have asked for some pointers, scaling up doesn't work as simply as make it bigger."

With her resting comfortable on you leave the theater through the back door. The door man congratulates Lucia who wakes herself up a bit more to accept the congrats. Stepping into the back alley you can hear the roar of the crowd from the street. You nudge Lucia awake. "Hey want to see your adoring crowd?" You ask.

"Not like this, can't be," she yawns, "exhausted. Ruins illusion." She rests her on her shoulder. "Can go down there." She waves at the other end of the alley so you start walking. When you reach the alley exit you lean out to make sure there isn't anyone there waiting. Thankfully there aren't so you carry her into the street. From where you are it isn't hard to get back to the academy just need to go a little more around to avoid the crowd.

The walk back seems to help Lucia. After a few blocks she starts walking on her own with only a little support from you. You asked if she was just faking to get you carry her and she laughed so that was a good indication she wasn't going to pass out if you let her go.

When you reach the bottom of the hill the place is alive with activity. There are lights along the road that illuminate most of the grass and you can hear music. That is something Lucia should look into, adding music to her performance. You add it to the list of this you should talk to her about.

Walking her to the base of the hill you remember thinking how much this is going to suck without magic. You look at Lucia, and sigh, this is going to be worse. Blowing out a breath you start walking. Lucia complains after a while trying to make you carry her more than you already are which you swiftly refuse.

Half way up you are breathing heavy through your mouth and constant adjusting Lucia's position on your shoulder. The quarters and you have to sit her and you down for a moment. You might have relied a little too heavily on magic for physical labour.

When you reach the gate you are nearly panting. The gate opens without comment and you wave a thanks at the guard. "She used too much magic." You explain as you walk inside.

There aren't many people out and about and as you walk into the Dorms you nudge Lucia. "Bath or bed?" You ask.

She sighs. "Bath, you stink."

"I can drop you."

"Bath, for no reason." She corrects making you wonder if she was more awake than you thought.

When you get to the baths you see a problem. Gender divide might make it hard to help Lucia change. She seems to know that as well and pokes you with her keystone. Guess that means you get to see the lower class baths.

Opening the door you walk down a short corridor and through the only door. The changing room consists of the same style as the middle class baths just without the gender division. You sit Lucia down and strip wrapping a towel around waist then help Lucia change and throw your clothes into the locker. Hopefully this one cleans uniforms.

Carrying her into the lower class bath you are greeted by a bare bones pool. It doesn't look deep enough to get up to your waist, the wall has four spouts that pour out water into said pool and there are not seats to relax on. Well at least Lucia has Auria now to avoid this place. On top of the amazing body that is.

You carry Lucia towards a spout drop your towels and are instantly stunned by the cold water. "Fuck!" Lucia shouts springing off your side onto her own feet looking very awake. "Couldn't warn me?" She asked wiping at the water on her chest. She looked at her hard nipples then up at you. "Of did you just want to see my nipples hard?"

"Didn't know." You said wiping at the cold water on you as well. "Though at least I don't have to carry you all the way to your room."

"Hu? oh right." She looks around at the baths, "Thanks for carrying me."

"It's fine." You say with a dismissive wave. "But since you're awake, care to explain why Delilah thought I was a whore you paid for her?"

She blinks at you a few times then fake yawns. "Really tired." You give her a flat glare. "Wait seriously?" She sounds really surprised. "Oh, shit I'm sorry." She looks really embarrassed. "Guess that means she didn't believe you were the son of a Duke either."

"Yeah guess not." You say feeling annoyed.

She shifts uncomfortably under your gaze. "When I started trying to get the better jobs she joked that people who offer, services, get the better paying ones."

"And you thought I could be the one offering services?"

"No I, I'm sorry Christopher. If I thought she'd try that to you I wouldn't have let you come." She looked sorry and you believed her, she is your only none sleeping with friend and nothing really bad happened. Aside from the edging that is.

You sigh and shake your head. "It's fine. I never technically said I was or wasn't so if she find out I'm supposed to be a Duke's son it might not blow up. But you owe me."

"That's fair." She said sighing then yawned and looked at the fountain. "I hate this bit." She gritted her teeth and jumped under the water. Dancing around to stay active then jumping back out and shivering. "Why'd you take me in here?" She asked shivering.

"To make you suffer clearly." You say jumping under the water and doing your own dance, it is shockingly cold and when you step out of it you are surprised you don't have ice forming on you. "O-oh ok, lets, lets get you back to your room." You stutter out as you shiver. Lucia nods and together you change and head to her room. When she reaches it the waking effect of the cold water was wearing off.

You dump her in her room and head to the dinning hall hoping dinner was still being served.