Second Day Off

The following day also saw the trio unoccupied. Ahsch was back on rotation, but had let it be known that he would decline any expeditions for Kira, and no other unattended clients were around. Ariin, meanwhile, had an expedition to guide, which was due to leave early in the morning, but she came back to bed within an hour of getting up, muttering something about the client falling ill before snuggling up against her brother.

It was around nine when the Dominant Mage woke up to the blissful sensation of Mahat worshipping his cock with gentle, slow attention. He opened his eyes and glanced down, meeting her adoring gaze. Smiling lazily, he relaxed back, held his sister closer, and allowed himself to doze, not quite falling asleep again, but not really awake and present as he floated on a cloud of pleasure. His familiar maintained her gentle affection, not even trying to make her Master cum, just provide enjoyment.

Eventually, Ariin stirred, saw what was going on, and slid down to vigorously finish her brother and Master, eagerly catching his seed in her mouth and turning to share with her fellow submissive. Ahsch struggled not to interrupt the lesbian entanglement, though he noted Mahat's hard dick with amusement.

The familiar blushed at his attention. I enjoy serving you, Master, she told him while cleaning up his cock.

With all three of them awake and no plans for the day, Ahsch decided to mess around with his new spells to see if he could create something new. Or at least start working towards a new spell.

They caught the tail end of breakfast, got some good-natured ribbing for the noise they made the night before, and then went out to the mundane patch of woods behind the house. While Ahsch wanted to work on new spells, Ariin planned on a general (magical) workout regimen to expand her capabilities. Meanwhile, Mahat intended to practice actual skills, her 'stats' more dependant on what her Master was able to 'channel' than anything she could affect with training.

As the three settled in to get to work, Ahsch reviewed his new spells. The first step of creating a spell was familiarity with his foundations. The nearly dozen new abilities at his disposal could take a while to reach that point, with all of Mahat's being innate _abilities_ rather than actual spells, and Ariin's Boons similarly not being proper spells by default. Even Arsenal of Ecstasy, a spell, was unfamiliar enough to the Dominant Mage that suspected it would take at least a quarter-hour to get it to work.

He fully expected to only familiarize himself with a handful of his new abilities before the day was over. That being the case, he started with one of Mahat's abilities, 'enhanced senses.' While the spines, fighting 'style,' and shapeshifting were all more interesting at their core, he figured the senses would be easier to graft over from an ability to a spell, while still being an _ability _that he had to tinker and tweak to get working as a spell.

Within two hours of playing with his mana, mentally pulling and twisting at the 'form' of the ability, Ahsch had a breakthrough. It felt like it cost about the same as Mage Sight, which prompted him to try using both at once and...

Woah, that's... weird...

Mahat snorted in his mind. What did you expect, mixing a non-innate sense with enhanced senses?

Ahsch mostly ignored his familiar, concentrating on his bizarrely potent senses overlapping. It almost felt like Enhanced Senses was trying to expand Mage Sight to his other senses, while also doing its own job of making his normal hrafthi senses roughly five times more acute. Eventually he started getting a headache and cut both spells. That's enough of that. Maybe my first new spell will combine the two...

Taking a break, the boy stood, stretched, and went to check on his girls. Mahat reported her activities mentally, as she stalked animals withing the woods proper, though she kept close to the border between the mundane and the magical. Ariin was trying to i.prove both her Mana Throughput and her Mana Generation. That meant she was completely naked, her clothes in a neat pile beside her as she cast a regular spell that could be channeled using her Throughput, Windwall - essentially, the more mana she put into the spell, the fiercer the winds of the barrier blew. She was burning through her mana at a decent pace, slowly trying to push her growth forward.

Ahsch had been lucky in that regard, as his routine tinkering with his magic - and regular use while working as a guide - had constantly pushed his progress forward, and at an obviously faster rate than anyone else, though he kept that part secret; there were already enough weird and unusual things about him, he didn't need 'insane growth rate' added to the public list. He was actually surprised that Kira hadn't demanded he answer a bunch of obnoxious questions like other wealthy clients had in the past.

Shaking the thoughts away, the hrafthi boy went back to his spot and started working on the next ability. Standing around thinking about the whims of spoiled brats wouldn't help him any.

The trio skipped lunch, which wasn't much of a problem given their late breakfast, and by the time they were hungry enough to head back home, it was nearly dinnertime. While Ariin and Mahat had little concrete evidence to show for their progress that day - aside from vague feelings of 'having more' or 'being better' in some immeasurable way - Ahsch was rather proud that he'd worked his way through the majority of his list of new abilities, with only Mahat's shapeshifting and fighting 'style,' and Ariin's Arsenal of Ecstasy and unknown Boon, which the Dominant Mage felt should be called 'Edge of Glory,' both for the innuendo and because Sexual Learning gave an impression of what a 'spell' _should _be called.Seven of eleven spells in one day was pretty phenomenal, if he did say so himself. Though he fully expected to get stuck on the shapeshifting for a long time, given that figuring out the spine abilities took a good four hours on their own.

Dinner with the family was much subdued after the previous two days. Without a triumphant return, birthday celebration, or a guild visit to interest the younger members of the family, conversations were mostly kept in smaller groups, not the massive, clamoring mass of teens trying to get their elder siblings' attention. Attention that the twins nonetheless turned towards their siblings. They were hardly sick of each other, but they knew better than to allow each other to dominate their entire lives - even if Ariin had very nearly sworn that in her Oath to her Master.

It was nice. Mundane. Predictable.

Which was why, when Ahsch was helping to clear the table, he sighed in disappointment at the loud knock at the door.