Relieving Tension

“Alright, that’s enough,” Moira called out as the latest Barrier dissipated, grimacing at the atomized pus that was still in the process of evaporating off her hammer. Her face was brightly glistening with a sheen of sweat, and a dark red colored her cheeks. “I can only witness my own Manor treated so sacrilegiously for so long before it grows irksome.”

“I could just set it to not use the surroundings as a base for the Barrier, you know,” John mused. Every Barrier he had created so far had been some variation on the Brighton Manor, usually with a penchant for adding plenty of rot and decay. Only the first Barrier had gone so far as to add an entire underground lab, though. “I figured out how to control that much, at least.”

“No need…” Moira said, sighing. “I fear I have reached my limits as it is, regardless. Besides, there was a purpose to continuing in the same manner. As bothersome as it is, I was rather interested in seeing if any of your Barriers would behave as unusually as the first. Besides, it is good for us to get a chance to work with each other in different circumstances. Splitting up to cover both wings of the Manor was good practice.”

“I suppose so…” John mused, glancing towards Sophia and Shishun. Twin-Soul Resonance had worn off a while ago, allowing Sophia to rejoin them. Both women bore only minor wounds, the scrapes and scratches from their latest dungeon, though that was primarily due to John and Moira’s combined efforts in healing. Still, their wounds had never been more severe than his own, and although he would never admit it, he was growing more comfortable with the idea of his lovers fighting on their own without keeping a constant eye on every tick of their health.

“You fight with the ferocity of a thousand warriors, as well as the strength and skill of at least a dozen harpies,” Sophia boasted loudly, striding up and offering her hand to Kim. The Slayer took it with a smile, their palms grasping for a moment in a grip that would have crushed mundane metal.

“And you conduct yourself with the skill and awareness of a Slayer. I look forward to fighting by your side on a proper battlefield against our foes,” Kim replied, gaze traveling over to Shishun, still standing with her tail coiled up neatly in the corner. “And you as well. Though this was our first time working together, you handled yourself admirably, and you wielded your weapons skillfully. Thrown weapons used among a team of close-range fighters can be a difficult way to fight, but you did so admirably.”

“I only did my best in service to our Master, as I always shall,” Shishun said, though she couldn’t hide the slight blush on her cheeks.

“Shishun, Sophia, go ahead and rest up,” John said as he readied his Summoner’s Warp for both of them. “Tell the others I’ll be back shortly, and I’m bringing dinner home with me.”

Both women disappeared mid-nod, and Kim gazed only a moment at where they had been before turning away. John was still in the middle of thinking about which restaurant to raid for dinner this time when Moira strode up behind him and slapped a gauntleted hand on his shoulder.

“This was a productive day, John! You should come by for more of these – many more, if we are to stand against the tides of war that approach,” Moira said, smiling sternly as she clenched her fist just a little tighter. “Perhaps if you have time, now we could-”

“Perhaps next time you might be more willing to part with John,” Kim teased, striding closer to Moira. “I have a lot that I could teach him about swordsmanship, far more than he’ll learn watching you swing that crude hammer of yours around. Or is there a particular reason you were so intent on keeping John around you?”

“In case you have forgotten,” Moira growled, the flush on her face deepening, “John is not only a friend and ally, but an official member of our Order! Even if he were not, I have been his caretaker since his introduction to the Abyss. I admit at times I have been preoccupied with my duties, and I could have done a far better job of introducing him to the realities of the Abyss. All the same, I have spent more time training and fighting by his side than you, and I-”

“Have you had his cock in you yet?” Kim asked, loudly enough to be clearly heard over Moira’s defensive lecturing. The redheaded Warden sputtered out, words failing her for a moment – Kim didn’t hesitate to take advantage of the silence. “I mean, you still have your Blessing, but I’m sure you’ve considered… other ways of getting him inside of you, haven’t you?”

“This topic of conversation is…” Moira managed to find her words at last, but they held much less of their conviction and her usual self-righteous tone was dulled. That only became more noticeable as Kim strode closer to Moira, a taunting grin on her face. “...highly inappropriate, and-and- you should know better than to bring up such vulgar… degenerate… filthy topics around me.”

“Indeed… especially after you’ve gotten a few dungeons under your belt, right?” Kim sneered, stepping even closer. John’s eyes widened as Kim closed the gap until their noses were practically touching, until they were surely able to feel the heat of each other’s breath. “You used a lot of blessings in the last few hours, Moira. Surely you’re feeling the effects by now, aren’t you?”

“I- I’m not sure what you’re implying,” Moira said shakily, though she refused to step away from the encroaching Slayer.

“Come now, John already knows that we’ve trained together. I know he’s well aware of your… condition,” Kim said, her voice dropping to a lusty whisper, a sound that carried in the silence of the chamber. A chill ran down Moira, and the flush that was on her cheeks deepened as she tried to look anywhere but into Kim's eyes, only to realize John was staring right at them both, transfixed by the sight in front of him. Kim turned away from the redhead to catch his stare, smiling, as she leaned her face closer to Moira's neck.

"But I wonder, have you told him about what he missed during the year he was gone?" Kim faux-whispered, making sure she was loud enough for John to hear.

"Kim, that's... that's enough," Moira said breathily, making no effort to push away from the other woman, but her hand clenching on her hammer as if for comfort.

"He already knows we've been training together," Kim continued, ignoring Moira's protests. "Perhaps we should show him what we did after."

"Kim, you don't- ohhhh!"

Moira's protest trailed off into a shuddering moan as Kim leaned into the side of her neck, pressing her lips against the Warden's skin and kissing the sensitive flesh around her neck and shoulder. John stood stock still, eyes locked onto the two women in front of him, staring in a mixture of disbelief and pure lust. Kim progressed from gentle kisses to more aggressive nibbling as her hands came up to wrap around the Warden's waist and pulled their bodies closer together, while her tongue teased out more little gasps and whimpers from the redhead she had now firmly pinned against the wall.

“K-Kim, this isn’t… we shouldn’t…”

“You can’t even muster the presence of mind to lecture me, can you?” Kim said, more amused than taunting. “Or do you even really want to? I’ve seen how **** you can get after a long battle. I’m not even sure you want to tell me off. I think you’d prefer if I would just give you what you really want already, if I would take things a bit further… I think John would like that too, don’t you?”

"J-John..." Moira gasped out, as if she had forgotten about him for a moment. "Don't look, this isn't... it’s not proper!"

"Maybe not, but it is fun," Kim teased. "I bet you he'll love watching this part."

"What-"

Kim gripped Moira's chin gently, barely applying any **** at all to return the Warden's gaze to her. Kim paused for just a moment before smashing her lips against Moira's passionately. The kiss didn't remain one-sided for long. Kim's touch seemed to have crumbled the last of Moira's modesty; already the Warden's arms were wrapped around the thinner girl's waist, pulling Kim into her with enough intensity to rattle her armor.

Kim's fingers worked adeptly at the clasps of Moira's armor - a task she seemed quite experienced at, judging by the ease with which she disengaged the enchantments around the mechanisms. And even as she worked her fingers over the armor, Kim erected a Barrier around them - an empty one this time, no enemies or strange scenery, only an isolated room for them to be away from any prying eyes of the Order.

It was less than a minute before the last of Moira's armor fell away, leaving a furiously blushing Moira in only her bra and chastity belt. "Am I going to have to undress you as well, John?" Kim asked. The mere way she said his name, so different to her usual harsh, formal tone, sent a thrill through John's body. He opened his inventory just as Kim turned back to Moira

"And you better get that belt off if you want any relief," Kim growled.

"Kim, I don’t think... I mean, with John here..." Moira's voice was the most uncertain John had ever heard it, biting her lip and looking at him nervously.

"I promise to keep you both in check. Now, you can either remove that belt and enjoy yourself, or I'm going to mount John myself while you get to sit there and watch."

"No! No, that's... that's fine. I'll, um, I'll take them off."

The Warden's face was glowing as red as a blacksmith's furnace. Her eyes flicked between him and the ground, unable to meet his eyes for long before she started to squirm nervously. Her hands were so shaky that she could scarcely get the key for her chastity belt out, much less fit it into the lock - she was focusing so intently on trying to line them up that she didn't notice John's approach until he gently placed his hands on her wrists, steadying them and helping her insert the key and turn it. The Warden let out a shaky moan, eyes locked onto his face. Moira bit her lip a bit at his closeness, and the intimacy of what he had assisted her with.

"This is so embarrassing," Moira admitted. "I haven't been this ashamed around you since you caught me in your world after our first training session together..."

The memory felt so long ago it was almost like a dream, but John could still remember it - finding Moira in the forest, sitting against a tree while Maera and Mithra both took turns eating the redheaded Warden out. John's hands moved away from Moira's and gripped the belt - and hers, in turn, quickly grabbed onto his in a much more apprehensive manner.

"I-I can manage this part, at least. But thank you," Moira said, lips wavering from her nerves.

"I'm sure you can," John said with a grin. "But isn't it more romantic this way?"

"R-romantic... yes, I suppose..." Moira smiled, embarrassment forgotten for a moment. She loosened her grip on John's wrists, and as he began to slide the belt down her legs, John looked up at her with a sly grin.

"Besides, you've just given me a wonderful idea for how to start this off."

"You can't mean- Oh!" Moira actually jumped when John's lips touched her skin, jolting despite the fact his lips barely brushed against her soft mound. "By the Lady, can you not stare?!"

John twitched in confusion for a moment before realizing she wasn't talking to him - Kim had finished removing her own clothing and strode up beside them, with John able to see just a hint of her darker skin out of the corner of his eye.

“Well, since you two decided to start without me, I thought I could at least enjoy the show,” Kim shot back. “But if you prefer I do something besides stare…”

Whatever protest Moira gave was muffled, and the soft smacking sounds from above told John exactly how. Not wanting to be left out of the fun of teasing the Warden, he went right back to kissing Moira's mound and labia, savoring the feeling of her body pressed up against him, of her soft skin brushing against his lips as she squirmed against his face, moans muffled.

His tongue teased at Moira's folds, gently at first, feeling the heat radiating off her body and tasting the sweet moisture already present. One hand still on her hip, the other wandered down her body to join his tongue, brushing lightly at the sensitive flesh at her opening and teasing the responsive button. The Warden moaned, body shivering at his touch, and she squirmed harder against his face.

The smell of sweat, the taste of arousal and the slick, soft heat of her skin as John explored her body sent waves of lust and hunger through him - as did the sound of her soft moans, the taste of her excitement, the feeling of her body grinding against both his face and Kim's alike. It was the neediest John had ever seen her, and the most willing to submit to those desires as well. John couldn't help but wonder how many times Kim and Moira had shared each other like this, how many times the Slayer had pressed her lips to Moira's mouth or her tongue to the Warden's body. Moira had certainly given up on any pretense of hesitation; she eagerly bucked her hips into John's mouth, grinding her clit against his tongue and lips as she sought further stimulation, even while he could feel her inner walls begin to flutter with the first echoes of an approaching release.

His own body was aching with need by the time a hand was planted on his head, gently pushing him away from Moira’s mound. It wasn’t Moira's - her fingers were still curled against his scalp, buried in his hair, her hips still squirming against his lips. It was Kim's - John had gotten so absorbed in tasting the Warden's body he hadn't noticed Kim moving, but there was no mistaking the touch. He turned to face her, eyes glued to her lean, muscular body - her slender hips, her well-toned abs, and the glistening skin of her vulva, just inches away from her face.

“Don’t let her get off too easily now, John,” Kim rumbled, her hand moving to snake gently into John’s hair. “We need to have some fun ourselves.”

“Ah… but I was so close,” Moira whined, legs trembling as if unable to support her without something between them. Kim grinned at the Warden’s desperation, and John wasn’t sure if her enjoyment of teasing Moira was more sexual or due to their friendly rivalry, but the way the two of them looked at each other made his cock ache with desire. He wasn’t sure which he wanted more - to pin both of them against the wall and take turns with their perfect bodies one after another, or leave them alone and watch as they ravaged one another.

“Be a good girl for this next part and I’ll make sure you get to cum so hard you’ll still be dreaming about it on your wedding day,” Kim swore, before turning her attention back to John. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure we all do.”

Kim stepped forward and embraced John, locking their lips together in a kiss that was a bit less aggressive than the way she had been handling the Warden, but no less passionate. It only lasted a moment before she pulled away, then started kissing down his jaw, all the way to the crook of his neck... and then further. Kim's lips were eager but patient, leaving John to do little aside from caress her soft cheeks and feel her silky raven locks as she worked her way down his body. Moira looked at the display with a mixture of jealousy and lust, though now that she had been given a moment to collect herself, she was less immediately ****. She seemed content to occupy herself with her own fingers eagerly working themselves around her sensitive button, while the other hand groped her chest with a surprisingly aggressive touch.

Even after sinking down to her knees, Kim did not rush herself; she seemed to be enjoying making Moira watch her lavish attention on John's body, taking her time to lick, kiss and stroke his skin before she finally made it to the object of her attention. Kim kissed the tip of John's cock gently, then opened her lips and wrapped them over its swollen crown.

The moment she began to wrap her lips around his member was electric; the first sensation was warm and soft as her mouth embraced his head and sucked gently on it. The second sensation was just as intense, as her tongue brushed along the sensitive underside, coaxing a long, drawn out groan out of John as she took in another inch. She took her time working her way down John's length, not just focusing on his member but exploring with her hands, running them up and down his body with targeted presses, massaging along his thighs, stomach, and the small of his back. All the while she never broke stride with her mouth, working her lips and tongue further along his shaft every time she bobbed her head down. As her strokes were beginning to approach the base, Kim took a moment to pull herself off John's cock, giving the head a final suck so loving it was almost a kiss. She turned her head to address Moira, a single strand of spit still connecting her lips to John's cock.

"Well? I believe I said this was our turn for pleasure... Are you going to get to work, or not?" Kim asked, voice sharp but amused.

"I... did you want me to-"

Moira's eyes danced between Kim and John's erection, unsure what Kim was implying. Kim didn't leave her guessing for long; without saying anything, Kim reached back and grabbed one of her firm ass cheeks hard enough for the flesh to sculpt itself around her fingers, then spread it a little wider. John couldn't see much from where he was at, but the view must have been as tantalizing as Kim was hoping for - Moira was already approaching Kim, hands planted on the floor for balance as she positioned herself behind Kim's tight, toned rear. She leaned in eagerly at first, but hesitated just before making contact. Her eyes wavered as they slowly trailed up to meet John's gaze.

"J-John, you're sure this is fine?" Moira asked, a hopeful look in her eyes. "I wouldn't want to-"

"God, yes," John said, words coming out more of a growl, the image of Moira with her face planted in Kim's rear already burned into his mind. Still, the fact that Moira was so concerned about him, as if he would be jealous of Moira after all that had happened - much less his own small harem - made John's lust give way to something more gentle and loving. He reached out with a hand to touch Moira's cheek, and smiled. "That would be so incredibly fucking hot. I want to see that as badly as you want to do it."

"Ahhhhh..." Moira's expression lit up with excitement as she looked from John back down to Kim. The Slayer grinned, arching her back a bit more, and without another word the Warden went to work, her tongue darting out to lick along Kim's slit, working its way to Kim's rear. Kim moaned out, and she took a moment to just enjoy the sensations before directing her attention back to John's member. Kim gave it a few strokes and a quick lick along the bottom of his shaft, then gazed into his eyes as she reached the tip.

"So worried about you, but she's going to make me jealous, getting you to look at her like that..." Kim half-whispered. John was caught off guard by the lack of teasing in her tone - but Kim didn't give John a chance to respond. She took his cock in more aggressively this time, taking John's shaft halfway in one go. Her ministrations were just as precise and skillful as before, despite the added distraction - or perhaps because of it, judging from the way her moans intensified as Moira's tongue worked her rear. Kim's hand found the base of John's shaft and wrapped her fingers around it, stroking along his shaft and giving it gentle squeezes to complement the attention her tongue and mouth gave to his head.

It wasn't long before John had to fight against the urge to buck his hips into Kim's face, eager to take control of her movements. Kim was having none of that; her free hand found its way to John's hip and held on, her nails digging into his skin as she took his shaft all the way in with a single fluid movement, burying her nose in his pelvis. She stayed there for a while, savoring the feeling of having her face stuffed full of John's shaft and Moira's tongue pressing into her, while John was delighted by the feeling of her throat squeezing around him. After a moment Kim pulled back, lips gliding along his shaft, until she released it with a gasp and a deep breath. She caught John's eyes once more and smirked up at him, licking the head of his member gently.

"Not bad, eh?" Kim rasped, her voice low and a bit hoarse after its brief encounter with John's cock. "Slayers need to be able to control every muscle in their body... though this isn't usually part of the training. Took some time, but I'm pretty good at this, if I do say so myself."

"It's incredible," John groaned out, hands going to grip the side of her head, fighting the urge to plunge her back onto his shaft. "If you keep that up, it won't take me long."

"Oh, but I have a much better idea," Kim purred, licking along his shaft. She gave his cock one final kiss before she pulled herself away from him. Extricating herself from Moira's **** grip on her thighs was a little more difficult. It took several taps on her head before Moira finally peeled herself away from the Slayer's rear, looking up at her with a dazed, flushed face that looked even more alluring covered with a mixture of sweat and Kim's own wetness. The Warden slowly licked her lips, eyes locked on John's throbbing member.

"Eager, aren't we? Don't worry, I'll make sure all of us are satisfied this time. You'll even get to ride John, won't that be fun?" Kim mused, voice laden with mischief. She gestured for John to lay on the floor, and once her head was turned enough that Moira couldn't see her expression, she gave the briefest of winks. John trusted Kim to come up with something interesting and keep things within bounds, so he complied, shivering a bit as he lay on the cool tile of the Order's training room to await whatever came next.

"N-no, that would be too much, I can't... I would lose the-"

"The Blessing? You worry too much, Moira. I never said you were going to be fucking him," Kim chided, moving over John's waist herself, quickly squatting down and grabbing hold of John's manhood, pressing it against her soft outer lips with enough **** to emit a wet slapping sound. She started to grind herself against John's shaft, pressing it between her labia and grinding the head of it into her clit. She gave an exaggerated moan, causing Moira to bite her lip, the Warden's eyes laser-focused on the lewd act in front of her. Moira's legs were shaking a bit from how hard she was pressing them together, and she didn't even try to hide her hand as it snaked between them.

"Remember when I asked you if you'd had his cock inside of you? Well... I have. And I might not have to wait as long as you, but a year without this? That's just too... fucking... long!"

Kim moaned loudly as she hilted herself on John's cock in a single, fluid movement. Moira's tongue had left her completely soaked, so even in one stroke there was hardly any resistance to his length; it sank into her folds easily despite the tightness of her walls, squeezing around John's shaft and coaxing out a shuddering groan from them both.

"A-are you serious? Kim, that's-" Moira stammered, surprise overwhelmed by the obvious envy entering her tone.

"Mmm, feeling him stretch out your walls, your clit rubbing against his skin? Nothing else feels as good. But don't worry, we're not leaving you out, Moira... your seat is waiting, right here."

Kim gestured at John's face with one hand, even as her other hand settled on her chest, fondling and massaging one of her modest breasts. John caught Kim's drift, and he licked his lips, beckoning the redheaded Warden to join them. Moira swallowed visibly, then gave the barest of nods, slowly shuffling across the floor and hesitantly placing her feet on either side of John's face, as if afraid to move. Kim didn't let Moira get away with that - the hazel-skinned Slayer reached up with both hands and gripped Moira's hips, preparing to help encourage her down.

"Get a good look while you can, John," Kim said. "I doubt you'll be seeing much of anything for a while."

Kim was only teasing, but John didn't need to be told - the view from his perspective was heavenly. The lithe, toned Slayer riding his cock filled the bottom of his vision, her muscular thighs tensing and squeezing around his torso every time she slid up his member, only to sink right back down to his base a moment later. Moira's face peeked out from over the mountains of her breasts, face as flushed as the rest of her skin, knees wobbling with a mixture of nerves and arousal. Meanwhile, her thick and muscular thighs formed a perfect frame to his vision of Moira's shimmering folds, glistening and puffy with arousal, not too far above his mouth. John couldn't have asked for a better position than the one he was in - even with Kim setting the pace, there was still enough stimulation to make him throb with anticipation as the Slayer slowly **** Moira to lower her hips.

"J-just tell me if you need me to move, or if you're uncomfortable, or- AHHH!"

Moira's worried words devolved into a squeal of delight as John's lips met the inside of her legs, teasing her inner thighs only briefly before eagerly lapping at her cunt directly. The taste was every bit as amazing as it had been only minutes ago, and John was happy to press his mouth into her skin and relish in the flavor, just as much as the feeling of Moira's warmth pressed against his face. The Warden shuddered and moaned in pleasure, and though John couldn't see her face, he could practically feel the ecstasy rolling off her as he lavished her nethers. Each spasm squeezed his head in the most pleasant of ways, directly

"Come on, Moira, it's rude to keep John waiting... don't be a tease."

"N-no... I couldn't-" Moira protested weakly, but her own body had already begun to lower itself in response to John's tongue and mouth, settling more of her weight against his face, nearly smothering him with her considerable assets. Kim made a satisfied groan tinged with amusement, and John felt rather than saw as Kim's fingers eagerly sought out her own clit to properly enjoy the show. Moira tried to stammer out an inquiry as to whether John was okay, but she could never quite get a coherent thought out because the pressure and eroticism of the situation had only encouraged John to redouble his efforts. Every time Moira tried to ask if he was doing alright, her answer came in the form of John lightly sucking at her clit, flicking it with his tongue and giving it the gentlest of nibbles, which turned the Warden right back into a babbling puddle. Several times it would render her spasms so severe and erratic that she nearly toppled over, only John's firm grip on her thighs keeping her in place.

"I finally get to put the Gamer's Body upgrade to use," John thought in sheer joy. "I was starting to think not needing air would never come in handy..."

Moira's entire body was trembling and sweating now, and the sensations of being trapped under Moira's and Kim's bodies was intoxicating - in a bit of a troubling manner, because John was rapidly approaching his orgasm, and he wasn't sure exactly how to signal them without Moira thinking she needed to get up. Eventually he just reached down, gripped Kim's thigh and squeezed it, hoping she would get the message - luckily, Kim seemed to understand.

"Seems like our ride is about to lose his control," Kim mused aloud, voice laced with mischief. "I have to admit, I'm getting pretty close as well. It's hard not to, riding something so thick and hard."

The Slayer punctuated her words with another squeeze, tightening her walls around John's cock in a way that sent sparks up John's spine and made him shiver so hard his vibrations earned a loud squeal from Moira.

"What about you, Moira? Are you about to cum?" Kim teased.

"I- ouhhh, I already have," Moira managed to gasp out, nearly slurring her words. "More than once! A-and I'm going to again! I'm going to cum, John! It's so lewd, I'm... I'm coming all over your face again!"

Moira didn't waste any time, and if she had already come before, this one seemed like it was going to be much more intense, if John's limited view was any indication. The Warden's body began to tense, and she seemed to fight with the urge to keep grinding herself against his face; Moira's thighs trembled from the exertion as her body locked up, her knees clamped shut around his face so tight it felt like he was going to be crushed between her muscles, and she had to plant a hand on his chest just to keep her balance. Her juices flowed against his lips as John worked to coax as much pleasure out of Moira as possible, until the Warden's moans devolved into a high-pitched shriek and her thighs spasmed so hard around him that John feared she was going to snap his neck. She abandoned all modesty as her orgasm came in earnest, furiously grinding her sex against John's mouth as she moaned and squealed with orgasmic joy.

"What's wrong, Moira?" Kim purred as she worked her own hips, enjoying the spectacle Moira had devolved into. "Can't control yourself? So undignified. But no point in trying to save face now. Don't hold anything back - let John see just how fucking hot it is to hear you screaming your head off."

Moira couldn't respond, even if she had wanted to - her screams only increased in volume, her entire body locked in ecstasy as her climax rolled over her. As she rode out the last few waves of her orgasm, the Warden's hand came to rest against her own sex, grinding into herself, but by then John wasn't paying much attention to anything but his own impending release. Kim hadn't merely been taunting Moira; while the Warden had her climax, Kim was furiously working to bring herself and John to their own. Her hips were now slamming on his cock so fast the wet slapping noises were nearly constant, her entire body tensing as she used all of her skill and finesse at controlling her body for the sole purpose of their combined pleasure.

John couldn't match her intensity from his current position, but he was able to get at least enough leverage on the floor to thrust back as Kim gave a final, **** buck. Kim let out a low cry as she thrust herself down even more intensely than Moira, not restrained by fear of crushing or smothering him. She locked their hips together as tightly as she could, leaving no room for any movement save her own shuddering jerks in the throes of pleasure. The stimulation from her uncontrolled jerks was more than enough to push John over the edge, especially combined with her erotic moan and the fact that John's view was still filled with Moira's backside.

John's cock tensed, then began to pulse and throb as he unloaded inside of her, filling her with his cum, each wave accompanied by a pleasured shudder. Kim made a small groan in satisfaction as she felt the hot fluid splash into her womb, squeezing out every bit of seed she could from him with her experienced muscles until she could feel him beginning to go limp inside of her. John wasn't able to see much with his view so occupied, but he felt it when Kim lifted her hips from him, followed by the gentle patter of liquid spattering against his thighs. Moira followed a moment later, on much shakier legs than the Slayer, nearly toppling onto John's chest before managing to get her legs to steady under her.

The three of them ended up half-sitting and half-lying there on the ground, glancing between each other with shy smiles. The air was thick with the smell of their arousal and the taste of sweat and other fluids, and though there were no words for a time, it felt like they were all still glowing from their mutual bliss in a far more comfortable way than before. Gone were the taunts and the shyness, only the slightly awkward but earnest looks between three people that had just had a very good time together, even if their exact arrangement was still a bit uncertain.

"That... was very pleasant," Kim finally said, breaking the silence as she caught her breath.

"Was it worth waiting a year?" John asked, chuckling. Kim and Moira both shot him a look, then glanced at each other, and then returned to glaring a hole through his forehead.