After the grueling trial with Behemoth, I was sure nothing could shake me again—not after punching mountains and getting promised nightly breast-smotherings. But then came her.
Leviathan.
She waited outside my room the next morning, her twin tails of aqua-blue hair swaying nervously in the breeze, her violet eyes peeking out from behind her bangs as I stepped through the door.
"A-Are you ready to train, Master…?" she asked, fidgeting with the ribbon between her barely-covered chest.
Compared to the boldness of Ziz, the confidence of Behemoth, or the perverted wisdom of Bahamut, Leviathan felt like the shy girl-next-door. Even though she was still technically a legendary world-ending spirit creature, she looked more like a girl who'd never kissed anyone before yesterday—except I had kissed her. Deeply. Her cheeks turned pink every time she looked at me now.
"Y-Yeah," I stammered. "Let's go."
We traveled to a quiet lagoon nestled between stone cliffs, its waters glowing faintly with spirit energy. Leviathan led me to the edge of the pool, her blue dragon tail twitching as she stepped into the shallows, her bare feet glowing with magic.
She turned to me, a bit more serious now. "My power is different from Behemoth's… hers is raw strength. Mine is magic. Pure, overwhelming force."
She stretched out her hands, and the water around her responded instantly—rippling, lifting, coiling like serpents around her arms.
I could feel it in the air.
Power.
She spun gently in place, her movements graceful and almost dance-like. Tendrils of water spiraled up toward the sky, forming massive orbs that shimmered with light. Then, with a flick of her wrist, she launched one—and carved a crater into the distant cliff face.
My mouth fell open.
The mountain exploded with a roar, stone cracking, mist billowing out in every direction.
"S-She's on par with Saphielle…" I whispered, heart pounding.
She turned around, beaming just a little, proud of herself but clearly watching for my reaction. "D-Did I do good… Master?"
"You're incredible," I said, honestly. "That kind of magic is… insane."
Her face flushed again, and she fidgeted with her collar. "I just… I want to be helpful. To be someone you can count on."
"You already are."
She smiled, a soft blush blooming across her cheeks again.
"All right," I said, stepping forward. "Now let me try channeling your power."
She nodded eagerly, standing behind me and guiding my hands into position. Her body was close—really close. I could feel the soft pressure of her chest against my back, and her breath tickled my ear as she whispered, "Just feel the current. Let it flow through you… like you're part of the ocean."
My hand tingled. I focused, felt the crest on my tongue pulse with spirit light.
Then the water moved.
A spiral rose from the pool and hovered in front of me, dense and shimmering. I directed it with a thought, shaped it into a spear, and launched it at a boulder—which exploded on impact.
I turned, beaming. "I did it!"
"I knew you could," she said with a shy smile.
Then her foot slipped.
"Ah—!"
She stumbled forward—and landed directly on top of me.
My back hit the grass with a grunt, but the real shock came an instant later.
Her thick, plush butt slammed down on my face, smothering me instantly. The weight of her thighs pressed around my head, sealing me in with the softness of her lower half. I froze, my face buried between her legs, her body shivering above me.
"Eeeehhh—!" she squealed. "I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to—I didn't know you were that close—!"
Her voice was panicked, flustered, but she didn't move right away. My hands instinctively gripped the ground beside me, and all I could feel was soft warmth, her tail flicking anxiously as her thighs twitched around my face.
She finally scrambled off, her whole body red.
"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to crush you—are you okay?!"
"I—I'm fine!" I gasped, my face completely flushed and likely beet red. "That was… that was an accident!"
She covered her face with her hands. "I can't believe that just happened… I didn't mean to… you must think I'm so clumsy…"
I sat up slowly, still dizzy from the very intimate encounter. "No, really, it's okay. I—I should've been watching where I stood too. And… thank you. For showing me your magic."
She peeked at me through her fingers, her voice soft. "Thank you for letting me be useful."
I smiled. "You're more than useful. You're cute."
Her hands dropped, her entire face going red.
"C-C-Cute…?!"
I blinked. Realized what I'd just said. "W-Wait, I didn't mean—I mean I did, but I—"
We both flailed, blushing, tripping over our words, completely unable to look each other in the eye.
She fiddled with her tail, head down. "T-Thank you…"
And somehow, in the middle of all that chaos, I couldn't stop smiling.