It’s just fun.

As an aside, can we just assume that every time I have sex somewhere I would leave dirty I clean it up with magic as soon as I can? I did it with, you know… the water in the pool, even if it was trickier than usual, but I think it worked well. I was getting a lot better at it, to the point using magic to clean was becoming more convenient than just a novelty.

Fern, Noelle and I looked at each other with huge grins. I kissed both of them, then nodded towards the lesbian orgy. “Should we go bother them?”

“Should we? They gave us some space…” Fern said.

“No, let’s go,” Noelle said, smirking. “I bet I know what happened.”

We swam there, and the sound of the water drew all their eyes to us.

“Well, well, well… Finally deigned to join us?” Mila asked teasingly, turning away from Alice, who, given her heavy breathing and flustered cheeks, had likely just climaxed.

“It just… you know, happened,” Noelle said, shrugging without a speck of shame.

“Don’t listen to her, Noelle,” Diana said, hugging Grace from behind in a more playful than lewd manner. “The best sex happens when it’s spontaneous.”

“I agree,” Grace said, leaning comfortably against Diana, her bikini top properly on now. “It seems to me like you didn’t get a turn, though.”

“Oh!” Fern’s eyebrows shot up, and I felt a wave of guilt washing over her until Noelle laughed.

“Nah, it’s fine. That was… Ugh, it was so good.” Noelle looked directly into Fern’s eyes. “I liked that, by the way. A lot.”

Fern blushed deeply, but returned Noelle’s smile. “So did I. I… don’t know what came over me. I’ve just been…”

“So horny you have to let it out all at once?” Alice asked, chuckling. “Yeah, we’ve been there.”

“No… I mean, yes, very much yes, but it’s not just that. Um… It’s just that you’re all so… sexy.”

“Well, thank you,” Sarah said, grinning and stretching her arms upward. “And I agree. Fuck, we have a 20 out of 10 group here.”

Noelle giggled and, again surprising me, went on the offensive. “I bet you all got so horny from looking at us that you couldn’t help yourselves and started a lesbian orgy.”

Alice laughed. “Well, you’d know. you’ve been on this side before.”

I couldn’t help myself anymore, either. I hugged Noelle by the waist and lifted her off the floor pulled her against me, something rather easy in the water. Noelle laughed and crossed her legs around me.

“You,” I told her, meeting her eyes. “You’re the cutest, lewdest redhead I know.

“Aren’t I the only redhead you know?”

“My point stands.” I kissed her lips. I didn’t know you had it in you.”

“Neither did I,” she said. She took her hands to her back, untied her bikini top and hung it around my shoulders, grinning mischievously as she did. “I went with the flow and it felt… right.”

With her large breasts there in front of me, beckoning me with their perfect beauty, I leaned in and took one of her nipples inside my mouth. Noelle moaned and licked her lips.

“Yeah…” Fern shuddered. “I… knew lesbian play didn’t bother me, but I didn’t expect to… be into it so quickly. Not to that level.” She turned to Alice and the others. “Does it have something to do with his powers?”

“We’re not super sure, but personally I doubt it,” Alice said. “I’m more of the theory that we were all… somehow predisposed to liking it before we even met Oliver and just discovered it now. I think it’s those preferences that are drawing us together.”

“I support that theory, but I’d rather not think too much about it,” Diana said, sighing. “I knew the supernatural existed before I met Oliver, even if I tried to pretend like I didn’t believe it. Active use of magic, like his spells and the like, I can handle, but I don’t like thinking that magic could somehow be pulling our strings.”

“Who know?” Grace shrugged. “Maybe what we call ‘fate’ is actual magic.”

“Oooooh,” Noelle, Alice and Fern seemed interested in that idea.

“Look, I don’t need a reason anymore,” Mila said. “You girls turn me on. I like seeing Oliver fuck you and I like fooling around with you. I don’t know if that makes me bisexual or whatever, but it sure as hell is fun.”

“I agree with that, too,” Sarah said. “Our orgies are a lot more fun since we started mixing it up.”

Maybe it was Fern’s storytelling and fantasy-loving side speaking, but she smirked and bit her lip as she said, “What if… Oliver could make clones of himself? Like, temporarily, but long enough to…”

“Oh… Oh, shit…” Grace’s lips slowly curled into an excited smile. “We could all have our own Oliver during orgies, then?”

“Mmmm… Hmmmm…!” Mila crossed her arms and scowled as if in a deep internal conflict. Which was exactly it, apparently. “I’m not sure how to feel about it. Like, it sounds super fun, but… who gets the real Oliver?”

Alice giggled. “Rock-paper-scissors?”

“Would we even know who the real one is?” Sarah asked.

“And would he control the clones or would they move with a mind of their own?” Diana asked. “The latter option sort of creeps me out.”

“Oh, I didn’t think of that,” Fern said, frowning in thought. “I suppose it would be weird if they all had their own minds.”

“But they’d still be Oliver, right?” Noelle said. “Would it be THAT weird?”

“HAH! You think he’d get jealous of himself?” Sarah asked, laughing. “Or get competitive?”

They were talking like I wasn’t there, which to be fair, was not inaccurate. I often enjoyed sitting back and listening to them going back and forth without chipping in. Chalk it to my introverted, quiet nature, I suppose. This time, though, part of it was that I was thoroughly enjoying pushing my face against Noelle’s tits, just… being there, feeling that incredible softness.

The redhead looked down at me and giggled. She was all too happy to have me in there, even putting her hands behind my head to push me further against her. “Think you can spare a moment to answer?” she asked, ticking me behind the ear. It made me shiver.

I pulled away from the heavenly valley with a sigh. “Well… I don’t know for sure. I think I’d feel more comfortable if they were like… mannequins I could control? Still, making clones sound outrageously difficult. You girls see how hard it is to just clean a table, right?”

“Would it be impossible, though?” Alice asked.

“...” Much to my surprise, what started as a hypothetical scenario turned into real curiosity for them. I let out a heavy sighed. “I’ll… ask around.”

Would Frey know? Would Luke know?

A small part of me hoped it was impossible, if only because it sounded disgustingly hard to pull off.

…

Could be fun, though. Potentially.

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