Yes, quite smoothly

Sleepy-Time Schemes

After a few hours of the dreaded herb collecting, Freya called both F-Rankers to attention. Her face screamed 'unimpressed' but realized both of her students were out of breath. She softened her glare and said, "Let's have some supper. Honestly it's quite late and dinner was skipped. My treat."

Hearing that phrase immediately evaporated whatever exhaustion Sheila felt. "Yahoo!" She screamed, "Cap'n's paying! She's treating us! I knew you loved me!" She tried to hug Freya, only for her captain to liquify herself to escape Sheila's clutches.

"I'm only doing this because we have a new addition to the team. Don't misunderstand me."

"What a tsunde-"

"I'll end you, Sheila."

"Hee!!! I'm sowwy!"

Millia smiled. It warmed her heart watching her new teammates get along. She feared her new team would've been malicious and ill-tempered. Thankfully she was wrong. Her captain was even going to pay for food tonight! Just imaging all the food she could eat made her soft curvy tummy growl in delight.

Freya sneaked a glance at Millia's pillows as the cowgirl covered her stomach out of embarrassment. "Sorry, I'm just super hungry."

"That's fine, Millia," Freya wanted to place a hand on her shoulder, but the blasted necklace prevented her from touching her mate, "No need to be shy." The slimegirl gave a meaningful glance at Desiree, who subtly nodded at her signal.

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It didn't take them long for Millia and Sheila to decide on a single restaurant. These two were notorious for their sweet tooth. "Maliya's Cafe! You can't go wrong with this choice, Millia!" Sheila hugged her friend's arm and squeezed it between her moderately-sized bosom. The constant flirty contact made Millia go red up the ears.

Freya clenched her fists hard. If she were human, blood would've poured out of her palms. Regardless of her anger, the Captain had to maintain a smile. Albeit cold, the smile fooled Sheila and Millia into thinking she was in a good mood; only Desiree, who had been by Freya's side since birth, knew just how angry the slimegirl really was.

Team Fate was escorted to a large table right away due to Freya's noble status as the daughter of a very famous S-Rank adventurer. "Wow, Cap'n. You sure know how to get these tables! Were you born under a lucky star or what?!"

"Something like that," Freya replied mysteriously.

A blonde cat-maid who was a short-stack carried their menus to them, but Sheila and Millia already knew what they wanted.

""Strawberry Cheesecake!"" they screamed in unison.

"R-right away!"

"I'll get a slice of blackout cake," Desiree slurred, her spider-tongue slurring out of her pinkish lips.

"I'll get a vanilla butter cake." Freya said listlessly.

"What about drinks?"

"We'll ge-"

"Water for everyone. Cake is sugary enough," Freya interrupted Sheila, who deflated.

With that, the cat-maid ran off to the chef.

Freya tapped Desiree's spider-thigh with morse code. "Use your sneak ability and place the sleep spell on Millia's food. Set it to activate in half an hour after consumption."

Desiree didn't reply, but Freya knew she understood. The spider-assassin always knew.

Once the cakes and drinks arrived, Desiree excused herself to the restroom. It was just a simple excuse, as the moment she reached the restroom, she cast invisibility. Worming her way through the original group, she sprinkled a slightly glowing powder into the cake Millia was eating.

It passed into her mouth and down Millia's gullet without notice. "Good," Desiree muttered to herself, "The mistress will have you soon, cow-slut."

After supper, it didn't take long for Millia to feel extremely drowsy to the point her eyes became cross-eyed. "Ssssheeeillla, why're...there three....of you..."

"Aww so sweepy!" Sheila grabbed her cheeks and squeezed them like mochi, "Better get to sleep girlie!"

"I'll carry her to her room," Desiree volunteered. Freya knew she couldn't touch Millia herself due to that damn necklace, but she still couldn't help but feel a bit of envy towards the spider-girl, considering she lifted Millia up like a sleeping princess. Freya would kill to be in Desiree's position.

Soon I will be, Freya thought. She could barely contain the heat growing between her gooey legs as they reached the guild.

Right outside the guild, Freya thought she was going to burst any moment at the thought of becoming one with Millia.

"Alright, well," Sheila stretched her limbs, "I better get going too. Today was so tiring and I already feel my muscles getting sore~" She said, yawning a bit as she made way to her own room provided by the Guild. Which was coincidentally right next to Millia's. Freya felt Fate itself trolling her.

The slimegirl stayed on the first floor to speak to the receptionist, reporting and detailing her team's activity for the day. Although it was necessary to give a report to the Guild at least monthly, Freya was only doing it to kill time as she waited for Desiree.

Finally, after a few minutes of droning the stupid report to Seirya, Desiree came down from the second floor. The spider-girl gave a very discreet nod to Freya as she revealed a tiny gem in her hand. "Alright, Seirya," the Captain said, "I'll let Desiree take over the report from here. I'm headed to my room. Need to design plans for tomorrow."

"Okay! Thank you for everything!"

To my room, pah! Freya spat inwardly, Nothing matters but my delicious mate.

Finally in front of Millia's room, Freya reformed her liquid hand into the shape of a key and unlocked the door with precise movements, her feet swift and silent as she entered Millia's room and locked the door behind her.

There, right in front of her, was a sleeping Millia, whose bosom rose and fell with each deep breath she took. Her near-snoring felt like a melody to Freya.

Almost immediately liquefying her entire body, Freya darted to the footboard of the bed, towering over the unsuspecting Millia.

Her necklace protection was no longer there. Now, it was just Milli and Freya, with no interruptions. Freya's slimy hands draped over Millia's covered body, feeling her curves through the bed covers. Like a maddened beast, she tore the covers from Millia's body, revealing a lingerie-wearing cowgirl, whose wondrous breasts were nearly exposed to the world.

"Now...where should I jump into, my little mate?"