Mira's back hit the edge of the basin and she let out a laugh.
"You don't waste time, huh?"
"I've been fighting goblins all day," Ashara said, pulling Mira onto her lap. "I earned this."
Mira straddled her, the warm water sloshing around their waists, and wrapped her arms around Ashara's neck. Her tail was going wild behind her. She leaned in and kissed her, hard, her hips already grinding down against Ashara's cock.
[God, she feels good.]
Ashara grabbed Mira's hips and pulled her closer. Mira gasped against her mouth and rolled her hips again, slow this time, dragging herself along Ashara's cock, letting it slide between her thighs. The friction made Ashara's breath catch.
"You gonna tease me all night?" Ashara asked.
"Maybe." Mira grinned. Then she lifted her hips, reached down, lined Ashara up, and sank down onto her cock in one smooth motion.
They both groaned.
[Fuck. Fuck, that's tight.]
Mira didn't wait. She started rolling her hips, slow, deep circles that made Ashara grip the edge of the basin with one hand and Mira's hip with the other. Each roll pressed Ashara deeper inside her, and Mira's pussy squeezed around her cock every time she hit the bottom of the stroke.
"Shit," Ashara breathed.
"Mmhm." Mira bit her lip, her ears flat, her golden eyes half-closed. She picked up the pace, her hips rolling faster, the water splashing between them with every motion. Her cock was hard between them, pressed against Ashara's stomach, and Ashara could feel it twitch every time she bottomed out.
Ashara leaned forward and licked the tip.
Mira's whole body shuddered. Her tail went rigid. She let out a noise, half moan half whimper, and her hips stuttered.
"Do that again," Mira said, breathless.
Ashara did it again. She licked the head of Mira's dick while Mira rode her, swirling her tongue around the tip, and Mira's hips went from rolling to outright bouncing. Her thighs slapped against the water with every drop, Ashara's cock driving up into her pussy over and over, and Mira was moaning now, loud, her claws digging into Ashara's shoulders.
"Fuck, fuck, Ashara, I'm—"
"Yeah," Ashara managed, because she was close too, the tight, wet squeeze of Mira's pussy around her cock and the taste of Mira's dick on her tongue driving her right to the edge.
Mira came first. Her back arched, her tail shot straight out, and her cock twitched and spilled across Ashara's chest. Her pussy clenched down hard and that was it for Ashara. She grabbed Mira's hips, pulled her down, and came inside her, her whole body tensing, her fingers digging into Mira's skin.
They sat there for a minute, breathing hard, foreheads pressed together, the water still sloshing around them.
"Five stars," Mira said. "Would recommend."
Ashara laughed.
---
The city was nice at night.
The crystal spires were glowing overhead, casting everything in a soft, pale blue. The streets were still busy, people coming and going, vendors shouting prices, a beastkin woman grilling fish on the corner near the docks. Ashara bought two sticks and handed one to Mira.
They'd stopped at an apothecary on the way. Mira had grabbed a small vial off the shelf, a pale blue liquid, uncorked it, and downed the whole thing in one gulp before Ashara could ask what it was.
"Anti-pregnancy potion," Mira said, tossing the empty vial into a bin. "Inhibits conception for about a month. You should get one too."
"Oh. Right. Yeah."
Ashara bought one and drank it. It tasted like a mix of mint and chalk.
Mira was extra clingy now that they'd fucked. She walked with her arm hooked through Ashara's, her head tilted against her shoulder, her tail swaying lazily behind her. Every few steps she'd squeeze Ashara's arm or bump her with her hip.
[She's like a puppy after a good meal.]
They passed a blacksmith's shop near the Artisan District. Through the open front, Ashara could see Darya and Jesse inside, inspecting some equipment. Jesse was holding a dagger up to the light, testing its weight. Darya was talking to the smith about something, her hands gesturing at a rack of bracers.
Ashara waved. Jesse gave a nod. Darya waved back with a warm smile.
They found a bench near the canal and sat down. Mira was basically in Ashara's lap within thirty seconds, her legs draped over Ashara's thigh, her arm around her waist.
"So," Ashara said, taking a bite of her fish. "I want to go on another mission."
"Already?"
"Why not? We've got the rest of the week."
Mira tilted her head up to look at her.
"Without any C-rank monsters this time, I hope."
"I'd prefer that, yeah."
"Then I'm in." Mira took a bite of her own fish. "Something easy, though. Escort job, herb gathering, pest control. My body needs a day where nobody tries to stab me."
"Deal."
They sat there for a while, watching the canal, eating fish. Mira's tail tapped against Ashara's leg in a slow, lazy rhythm.
[This is nice.]
---
{Daniela}
Daniela's room was dark except for the glow of the resonance stone on her desk.
She'd been talking for fifteen minutes. The full mission report, every detail, delivered in the same flat, efficient tone she always used. The cave, the shaman, the captives, the fight.
She hadn't mentioned stepping in front of the mana blast. She hadn't needed to. Ashara had done that.
"And the dramari?" her father asked.
"Valoryn performed well above expectations," Daniela said. "Her combat instincts are raw but her mana pool is exceptional. She absorbed a concentrated C-rank mana blast and remained standing. I haven't seen anyone at this academy demonstrate that level of mana capacity."
"Interesting."
"She also appeared to develop some form of enhanced perception during the fight. She was calling out the shaman's attacks before they fired. I don't know how."
"..."
"She's undisciplined. No formal training, no family connections, no military background. But she has natural talent that I would classify as significant."
Her father was quiet for a moment.
"Do you think she could be recruited?"
Daniela looked at the resonance stone.
She thought about Ashara charging into a cavern full of goblins because someone was screaming. She thought about Ashara stepping in front of a blast meant for her without a second of hesitation. She thought about the way Ashara had grinned at her, blood on her knuckles, and said "Noted."
"I'll try."