Fergus Firetail's cock, to offer an apology. When you HAVE SEX, on a 7-9 choose one.

His fingertips dig into your scalp and he growls out his climax as his member spurts a thick load down your throat. "Torch, ahh!" he says. "Apology...accepted."

Fergus Firetail eases back from your mouth and sighs. "I'll have to keep an eye on dear Miss Redmoor at a distance. Fortunately I have friends in Minerval." He smiles. "FRIENDS." He chuckles.

You blink. In the memory the Warden had let slip to you in her climax, she had offered her mouth to Leontes' Housemaster to apologize...for losing Golondrina to House Minerval?

⚃⚃ + 1 = 9.

When you HAVE SEX with Golondrina, Fay, and the Warden, on a 7-9, choose one from WHEN YOU HAVE SEX and also apply your House Sex Move MIND MELD if applicable:

• Your sex triggers magical backfire. Gain +1 XP and describe a scene where you and your partner(s) suffer the effects of accidentally triggered spells.

Inspired by the Warden's desires to be buried under a pile of perverted Minerval girls, Fay steps up as Mistress of Ceremonies. Her pale cheeks pink with a bloom of lust, her pale eyes bright and shining, her ice-blonde hair already damp with sex sweat, her chin glistening with Barbara Torch's juices, she's in her element. She really loves a good orgy now and again, Fay does.

"Come," Fay directs you between Barbara Torch's legs. You put your mouth to the Warden's plump, dark-lipped flower, opening under a prominent dark-fuzzed mound.

Fay continues. "Warden, what do you think?" She chuckles. "Do you like how that feels?" Fay lets out a breath, slowly, listening to Barbara Torch's sounds as you lick her. "Do you remember where else that tongue has been? Do you remember the taste of my arse?"

The Warden keeps her lips pressed tight together and moans through an out-breath.

"Ha ha, you do-ooo....," Fay says, stretching out the word in a sing-song drawl. "But maybe you need a reminder. We'll wait on that."

The Warden's hips rock as you lick her. She's slick and juicy, and her clit is swollen, stiff under your tongue. Her breath hisses out raggedly through her nostrils as your tongue touches sensitive points.

"Golondrina, come here, take over for Morgan," Fay says. Golondrina's hesitant, but Fay urges her on. "The Warden is delicious. Come, give her a try. Give her your tongue, it's so hot. I bet she'll come like that."

You rise from between Barbara Torch's brown, muscular thighs and make way for Golondrina. She gives you a nervous smile, and you return an encouraging smile, nodding to her. "Go get her," you whisper.

Fay gathers you close, holding her soft body to yours, and opens her pale blue eyes wide, batting her eyelashes at you. You bend to kiss her, the Warden's juices mingling on your lips, your tongues. She breaks the kiss to murmur in your ear. "Oh, Morgan, I love you, I'd follow you anywhere. You, you're the only..." She lets her words fade away and kisses you again.

You're the only one who'd never leave me. Words you've heard from Fay many times.

Fay is your mad goddess of sex, opening doors you never suspected and pulling you headlong through. You're Fay's loyal friend, filling a hungry void in her heart, her need for someone to listen, to understand, to be by her side.

The Warden's low voice rises into a shout as Golondrina licks a climax from her.

"Yes, yes, you got her!" Fay cheers. "No, don't stop! Keep licking, keep licking!"

After a pause, and cups of water all around, Fay starts the party again.

"Now that we've all sucked on you, Warden, it's your turn to suck on us," Fay says. "No, lie down. We're going to ride your face."

The Warden is not actually very good with her tongue, but you don't mind. Fay's made it her party, and you love being her party friend. And there's a certain swell of satisfaction knowing that whenever you see the Fearsome Dueling Warden of Leontes, you can think, Yes, I rode her face, she made all sorts of silly fart noises with her mouth trying to lick me and breathe. You laugh out loud at the thought as the Warden tries her best with her lips and tongue, making slobbery noises as she sucks and licks.

"That's the ticket, Morgan," Fay cheers. "Go on, go on."

You surprise yourself. There's a quiver in your hips, a tingle in your pearl. And there IT is. "Oh, oh, oh, oh oh!" you call out, grinding yourself over Barbara Torch's face, feeling her chin, tongue, and nose sliding through your slash.

You dismount and fall upon the carpet, giggling as the aftershocks ripple through your body.

"Up, Golondrina!" Fay urges.

Golondrina, the tallest and broadest-shouldered of you, straddles the Warden's face. Gingerly, she eases herself down until the Warden's tongue touches her. Her eyes open wide. "Oh!" she says.

You smile from your low-angle viewpoint. It's not like Golondrina would be unfamiliar with a tongue in her sex, but maybe the unusual position has its own special novelty, or something about the Warden's style is actually working for her.

A few minutes of wide-eyed rocking on the Warden's face proves that it's actually working for Golondrina. Of course it had sort of worked for you, despite the Warden's rather inexpert tongue. The Warden's brow is furrowed as she supports Golondrina's greater weight - no scarecrow, she, more a graceful Amazon - and she raises her hands under Golondrina's thighs to spread the burden. The Warden's mouth and tongue are less noisy with Golondrina than with you. And ah, that look on Golondrina's face.

Fay chuckles. "She's going to lose it," she whispers to you. "Look."

"Ah ah ah AH!" Golondrina cries out, her hips rocking back and forth as she reaches her peak. Her normal mildly ruddy complexion flushes deeper, and the color spreads down to her chest. "Ah, ah, ah, ahhhh," she pants, easing off into a sigh.

Fay gives Golondrina's tautly muscled backside a friendly pat, then a caress. "That was sweet," she says, reaching up and stroking her hand down Golondrina's back. Golondrina shivers. "Sweet. Now for my turn."

Fay settles herself with one leg on each side of Barbara Torch's head. She slowly bends her knees until her sex is resting on the Warden's mouth. "Ah," Fay says. "Ever had three girls in a row?" Fay grins, not waiting for an answer. "Come, Morgan, Golondrina, let's show off what nasty perverts we Minervals are. The Warden will love that, and she'll know why Golondrina's going home with us."

The Warden makes a noise in her throat, but doesn't otherwise object.

"Golondrina dear," Fay says. "Would you stand in front of me, facing away? Yes, and you can steady yourself there. Bend your knees a little, hold on tight. There. There. Yes." Fay directs Golondrina so her buttocks are right in front of Fay's face and in Barbara Torch's view. "I'm going to lick your arse and the Warden's going to love watching."

Golondrina laughs, a little nervously. "All right," she says.

"Now Morgan," Fay says. "You do the same for me."

There's some time where all is sound and touch, the wet sounds of tongues on skin, soft moans, grunts, and hisses, with an occasional long sigh. Fay's bitter musky taste is not pleasant, but it's familiar, and her sounds and movements of pleasure are more than sufficient reward. Her tight ring twitches under your tongue. Golondrina is more vocal, starting to moan rhythmically with Fay's tongue strokes.

"Ah, Morgan," Fay says, taking a few breaths. "You are the queen of arse lickers. Golondrina, we'll have to have Morgan do you more often." She laughs. "But she's hard for me to give up. And I like doing you! Mmmmmhh." Fay sighs as she returns to her task, and Golondrina's rhythmic moans resume.

The Warden shifts underneath you as Fay makes her teasing interjection. She reaches an arm out to one side. You keep your nose between Fay's soft, pale buttocks, licking Fay as Fay licks Golondrina.

The Warden tilts her head, shifting under you again, and takes a quick breath with her mouth. She raises her arm, wand in hand. You freeze in alarm. What's she doing? You frame a spell in your mind.

The Warden pronounces a magic word. "EJACULA!" she intones, seizing control of the scene.

But you and Golondrina release spells half a heartbeat later. As your sex clenches, then spurts fluid, a magic word escapes your mouth. Golondrina growls out an unfamiliar word of power. All is topsy turvy. There's a burst of heat and an acrid smell of singed hair. Fay's sex squirts an intense jet of warm fluid, covering your chin and neck. There's a patter of droplets hitting the floor between Golondrina's legs. The Warden convulses underneath you, her hips rolling in climax. You and Fay lose your balance and fall in a heap atop the Warden. Golondrina holds on as her legs shiver and quake.

When you sort things out, well, you're feeling a little ... something? Fay is blinking, sitting off to one side, but looking alright to you. Golondrina looks at you and Fay, with only her hair disarrayed. Little trails of smoke drift from the ends of her tresses. "Are you alright, Morgan? Fay?" she asks.

"Fine," Fay says. "Morgan?"

"I, ah," you say, hesitating. "I'm well. Yes, well." You look to the Warden. Such the sweetest face, round and brown, with full lips and dark brown eyes. It was easy for you to see through her habitual frown. You bend down toward her face. "Are you...?" you say.

Somehow it ends in a kiss. A deeper kiss. An embrace.

Fay laughs gently as she watches you and Barbara Torch holding each other tightly "Golondrina," she says. "I think they hit each other with a love spell or something."

"Wasn't Morgan just..." Golondrina says.

Fay chuckles. "Yes, she was, exactly that."

Your tongues and lips do battle, Barbara Torch sharing the taste of you, Fay, and Golondrina's sexes, and you reminding Barbara of the taste of Fay's arse. Again, the Warden's mind opens to you.

You crouch with one knee between her legs, the other knee folded by her waist, mounting her right buttock, one hand on the lips of her sex. "There!" you say, grinding your sex into her bum. "There, there, there." Your partner protests. "Warden!" You brush away her objection. "It's how things are done." Tiring of her ****, you raise your wand and cast LUST. Everything is easier after that.

Was that the Assistant Warden, Asteria Hornbeam? She was new this year, the Warden had brought her in. This seemed like, perhaps, an **** of power?

But you open your eyes and Barbara Torch's sweet round face is there, and her beautiful dark eyes, and you're kissing again.

Eventually Fay pulls you away, gets you and Golondrina into your robes, and, thanking the Warden for a lovely time, shepherds you back to House Minerval, looking disarrayed and reeking of sex and singed hair.

Gain +1 XP. You and the Warden suffer magical backfire (as does Golondrina, but only momentarily).

• You are under a CHARM spell. The effect is to always APPEASE Barbara Torch when you have to DEAL WITH YOUR HANGER-ON. Treat as a CONSEQUENCE, but with no penalty to any Move rolls.
• Barbara Torch is under a CHARM spell. Treat her as a FRIEND (+2 to ENCOUNTER, she won't act against you) until the next time you roll a Miss, take a CONSEQUENCE, or go to Detention or the Infirmary.

You have a FAVOR from Pipistrelle Clawson, Minerval Prefect.
Your roommate Fay in House Minerval is your FRIEND.
Golondrina Redmoor, newly of House Minerval, is your FRIEND and owes you a FAVOR.
Barbara Torch, Warden of Leontes, is your voyeuristic HANGER-ON and owes you a FAVOR.

You have 3 XP, Ambition +2, Bravery -1, Cunning +2, Diligence +0.
You know the spell TRANSFORM and the Forbidden Spell SHAMEGASM.