She gets exactly what she wanted.

Cal's eyes were closed as she let out a long moan, writhing in ecstasy under the teasing of the two hands spreading her sopping pussy. Her feet gently kicked out, each held at the ankle by the other pair of hands. Any normal person would be completely worn out from the amount of stimulation at this point, probably even ****, but her incredible physical stamina meant she was still enjoying every moment. Suddenly she felt another two hands, much more dainty this time, lift her buttcheeks, and couldn't help but groan invitingly at the prospect of more pleasure. Lazily opening her golden eyes she saw that these latest hands were very much visible, and attached to the elf that had just spent the last 40 minutes wanking herself silly while watching Cal get humiliated again and again and again.

The academic knelt down and raised Cal's hips until the elf's cute mouth was breathing directly onto the monk's wide open vagina. "So, Cal. The procedure is almost at an end. I believe I owe you a reward, do I not~?" The martial artist nodded enthusiastically, breathing hard. "But this reward... I'm giving you so much. I think it's only proper you ask me nicely." Seeing Cal's confused expression, the elf smiled pleasantly. "Beg me for it." The monk didn't hesitate for a second, dignity already far gone, as she desperately begged the Professor to make her feel good, make her cum, fuck her pussy with her hot tongue.

The Professor didn't hesitate either, and dove in with enthusiasm. She was clearly just as much an expert in genitalia as she was in Daemons, almost sending Cal over the edge immediately as she twisted and swirled inside her. It felt better than anything the hands had done, and Cal found herself instinctively wrapping her legs around the elf's shoulders, and pushing her head down with both hands. They were like that for some time, the monk gasping and cooing as she rolled her hips, the elf seemingly not needing to breathe as she fingered herself manically.

One or two more mutual orgasms later, the Professor was in Cal's strong arms, the two sharing a series of long, deep, lazy kisses as they lay together on the cold floor. The elf was not wasting the opportunity, playing with as much as Cal's sweat-drenched body as she could get her hands on, as the monk sighed and sensually slid a thigh back and forth between her lover's slender legs, squeezing her tight with both arms. Suddenly Cal froze in horror, the elf looking at her puzzled. "Where's the ball thing? Fuck I dropped it, I'm not holding it anymore, where's the ball thing?! And I thought you couldn't enter the pentagram!" The Professor begrudgingly tore her eyes off Cal's lips and cast an eye around the room, wiping various fluids off her glasses. "Oh. I think it worked."

Cal was dumbstruck. "What?? When?!" The elf waved an airy hand as the monk, shocked back into reality, stood up and started looking for her clothes. "Oh, around thirty minutes ago I would guess. Around the time I started pleasuring you orally." Cal frowned. "Please don't say things like that, Professor! (Oh Alawi, where are my shorts?)" The elf smirked smugly, propping her willowy naked body up on one elbow. "That's not what you said at the time, as I recall. As for your shorts, I think you threw them over by the test tubes there. You may wish to let me magically wash them, you were generating a lot of fluid - "

"Please, Professor, you embarrass me. May I get my speaking stones and the potion, leave, and never speak of this again?" Rising from the floor, the elf wondered the shelves casually, as if she wasn't fully naked, somehow commanding her new Daemon to pick up this and that item. "A thought occurs to me, Cal. Would you say that this constitutes a normal event, normal behaviour for you? I must confess that all of that passionate, sweaty fucking was somewhat out of character for myself."

Cal shuddered, ashamed and trying not to think about how much she lost control, and finished getting dressed. "Hmm. Yes, recently I have done some things that I thought myself incapable of, and watched others do similar. I hadn't really thought about it much... that's odd. It all started when our luck changed for the worse, when we came to Maldon county..." As she spoke she frowned, suddenly concerned - were her friends safe? Naomi's gullibility in particular worried her. "Interesting, very interesting, Cal. I'd like to hear about those things you've done and watched your friends do in greater detail sometime, perhaps over a glass of wine. Anyway, I have no hard evidence or even so much as a theory yet, but it is a phenomenon worth looking into certainly. Here are your stones, and my finest healing potion. Oh, and one more thing before you go~"

The Professor grabbed her heavenly face with both hands, and once more gave her a long passionate kiss that Cal couldn't help but grudgingly return. "Mmmm... so sweet. If you ever have need of my tongue - or any other service I can provide - I will be right here. Thank you for all the... interesting data."