Well if you call the feeling of someone nibbling your ear waking you up

"What are you doing?" You whisper to Clare who responds by sticking her tongue in your ear. "Quit it." You try waving her off but you hand is wrapped around Delilah and currently being held by both of theirs.

Clare giggles quietly. "That was fun." She whispers, resting her on your own. "Sorry about pushing you on that ring. I'm not used to, not knowing, especially when it comes to magic."

"It's fine, can't say I'm not interested in figuring it out as well." You mutter as Clare starts kissing you gently. "Hey, what did you pull at the church yesterday?"

"Church?" She asked, continuing to kiss you.

As she did you became very conscious of the fact you were still hard, inside Delilah and sleeping didn't mean you cock wasn't really enjoying it's place. "I literally saw the Mother of All, are you saying you had nothing to do with it?" You tried to ignore the feeling, Delilah was sleeping and you didn't want to wake them up by blowing a load inside them, or ruining the bed for the matter you do have to sleep here.

"No idea what you're talking about, maybe you had a religious experience." Clare innocently claimed as her hand moved to stroke and grab at your butt, pushing slightly to move you inside Delilah.

"Well I think I got Auria and Oriana's mother pregnant, plus some other woman." You bit your lip as Delilah moaned in their sleep wiggling their hips to give you more access under Clare humping. "I'm sure you have nothing to do with that."

"I am hurt you would suspect me of using some illusions to make everyone think the sisters mother was chosen to be publicly impaled on your cock until you flood their womb with so much cum there is no hope she won't be pregnant. Then also picking someone I think more than deserves finally getting their first in, while also giving it an ironic twist." Clare, hand moves down your crack and rubs your rosebud while her other starts kneading your balls lovingly.

"Ironic?" That sounds worrying for some reason.

"Dramatic irony, you'll get it," she bit your ear lobe as a finger tip pushed inside you, "In about 12ish weeks."

"What?" You didn't hear the last bit as her finger pushed deeper inside you and you pushed deeper inside Delilah.

"Shh, just let big sis help you unload those heavy fucking balls into little wanna be domme whimpering on your cock." She soothed gently, the fingers on your balls stroked gently. "Don't you wanna hear it, the little noises they'd make while you use them as a cum dump in their sleep. I bet Delilah will cum in the morning the moment she realises, Eve trying to be all serious as her other half busts a nut on your nut resting inside."

"Clare we need to sleep here." You observed as a second finger probed at your hole.

"You're the only one here who'd have a problem sleeping in your cum." She said kissing your neck. "But if you really want me to stop." She pulled her fingers off your balls.

You thought about it for a moment while she kept pushing you back and forth with the finger in your butt. "I didn't say stop, just that I need to stay inside to keep them plugged. So no licking my cum out of their cunt."

Clare was silent for a moment, "This for the church thing isn't it?" She sound disappointed by your requirement. "Fine, no sucking the cum out of them, bully." She kissed your neck again. "But you better make that belly of theirs nice and distended." Her fingers returned to your balls, speeding up the humping of her fingers. She curled her finger inside you, looking for your prostate.

She found it very quickly, almost like she knew your body. You let out a haggard breath as your balls tighten. "Cumming." You mumble making Clare kiss your neck again.

"That's it, pump a nice fat load into their adorable little pussy." Clare encouraged as you did just that. After being inside her for so long, and Clare attention your load is large. Letting out some muffled grunts you pump Delilah full. You feel the space inside rapidly fill and your hand on their stomach is moved outwards. None of your cum is let out thanks to a sympathetic orgasm making them clench.

As your orgasm came to a close everything remained inside and your heard some content little sighs coming from your sleeping depository. "Ok, you're forgive for the church." You say with a sigh.

"Oh come on, you can't pretend with me, I know how hot fucking a baby into those women made you. And I know now there are already kids out there, you're not going to be so opposed to there being even more." She pulls her fingers away from you a flash of light on the fingers that had been inside you as she cleaned them with fire.

"You've already got a plan for who and when don't you." You say flatly as she cuddles up against your back. Her hand reaching over to rest delicately on Delilah's neck.

"I wouldn't say plan, extremely detailed fantasies that may or may not involve a conveyor belt, but not plan." She said with a giggle. "Night lover mine."

"Night lover mine." You respond in kind.

"Mmm, love when you call me mine, sends a tingle through my clit." You could feel the smirk on her face even if you couldn't see it. You both drift off to sleep, you still inside Delilah.

When you all wake up, and you pull out of Delilah, they look confused. You pulled out but they didn't feel as empty as they should. A single finger investigated and was rewarded with an orgasm, if it was becasue, like you, she'd spent the night under constant stimulation and that finger pushed her over the edge or becasue Clare had been correct in her assessment you will leave up to Delilah and Eve.

After some not so subtle begging Delilah does allow Clare to clean her out. Both being careful to not spoil the bed, any more than it already had been. Considering the sheets are only changed on the weekend you must wonder if you are the only person to have encountered this problem in the academy. Lucia and Auria are here, you aren't the only one experiencing this issue, their bed must smell, not great by the weekend.

All three of you make a quick trip the baths then head to the training arena. The usual suspects are there and after a group run exercise and few examinations of forms and corrections of errors, you have an astounding amount of issues in using your left hand, to the point where if you spared with them you might not win, overwhelming power or not. At least that is how you are feeling as you all go to the baths.

Breakfast is a nice affair. Once again Oriana shows up but doesn't try to convert anyone. She sits next to her sister, occasionally admonishing her, stunning she hasn't given up on that yet, and eating her breakfast while glance at you and smiling when she meets your eyes.

After breakfast you make your collective way to class while Delilah and Clare go to talk about something alone. They hadn't said why they were checking the beach, other than to make jokes at your expense for poor recall of events. Maybe they are looking for a private beach so Clare can see everyone in swimsuits ... actually you wouldn't mind that either, you've no idea what swimsuits look around here but are curious it can't just be skinny dipping.

As you sit down for class to start you feel your desk moving. Picking up your book you see a face looking back at you.

"Good morning students." The voice comes from everyone's table, more than a few people jump. "Forgive me, my form, I'm feel rather, spread out today. Can anyone tell me what this is." The elf's face disappears and is replaced with a circle, inside is an incredibly elorbate serious of shapes, lines and what might be a language but you've never seen it before.

"It's a magic circle." Ana answers besides you.

"Do you know what it does?" The elf asks.

Ana is silent but you hear the woman who had been held back repeatedly by the elf speaks up. "It's to create heat." She coughed at the end but you swear she moaned first.

"Correct."

"All that for this?" Vatarie asked her hand lighting on fire, she quickly snuffed it and looked guiltily at her desk.

"Over years magic has changed. People would one shout what they were trying to do. Battles were more debates that violence. Then magic circles became popular, a bit of fabric in your pocket to throw a fireball rather than announcing your attack to an enemy. And now we are here. Does anyone know why and how the rules of magic were changed?"

That was, fascinating to hear. You'd never seen anything like in any book you'd read, though not many books you'd read had dated that far back, even history had been rather recent. What could have change magic so fundamentally. Your mind goes to what happened to Eve, a cult trying to make her different through colossal magical influence. Maybe it wasn't her they were solely trying to alter.

"Nothing changed." Asune said. "Magic has remained the same all that change was our understanding of it. Magic never required ritual or incantation, it is an expression of imposing one will upon the world."

"A rather serious way of putting it. And open to discussion, after all those rituals and incantations worked, in fact some times they were more effective." The Elf said, her head popping out of Asune's desk, who had no reaction to the act. "Perhaps you should test it some time, say what you are trying to do before you do, see what impact it has. But I am getting ahead of myself," there was a giggling from around the room, "please open your books."

The lesson turned into a more focused analyses of the concepts. Mostly it boiled down to how understanding has changed over time, the names of a few scholars who'd lead the charge for magical reform. It was a fascinating lesson to sit through and you are really looking forwards to the next one.

At the end of the lesson you do not forget Stephanie's advice about the sky steel sword and hang around to ask the elf.