(Biweekly Poll Winner) Spicy Spirit (Delthea /Kiran from Fire Emblem)

(This story is a sequel to "Sweet Daydreams". Reading that first isn't required, but recommended.)

Dreams were the perfect example of something simultaneously extraordinary and terrifying. Their unpredictability was both a blessing and a curse.

But there were ways to manipulate dreams in Askr, and it didn’t take too long for your slumbers to become truly magical, all thanks to two beautiful fairies who were more than willing to use their unique abilities for your gain.

What was real and what was a dream began to blur, but you didn’t mind. Why would you complain when complete and utter satisfaction overwhelmed your body whenever you slept or believed you were sleeping?

But these angels, as incredible as they were, did not have limitless power. There were times they had to take a break, but they planned for this in advance. When the main fairy could not fulfill her duties, a backup one would momentarily take her place.

That was how things were originally, at least. Ultimately, they soon learned that they much preferred working together rather than individually.

However, that meant that whenever one needed to rest, so did the other.

That was unfortunate, for they were the cure to your curse, and if your medicine was not available, things would not look so great for you.

During a battle against Plumeria, she had attacked you with her magic. It was strange, for it did not hurt nor seemingly have any effect on your body.

But of course, you later learned that her spell was something more akin to a curse, coming into place when the right conditions were met.

You were cursed to always wake up from your slumber, all thanks to your body’s internal needs becoming their strongest during this moment. You would then be stuck in a neverending torment of needing to satisfy your urges before you were able to sleep again… but the process would inevitably repeat.

At least, that was what was intended to happen. You actually never faced any of these symptoms. You didn’t even know you were supposed to until several months later!

Mirabilis and Peony had intervened, making it their objective to sexually satisfy you in your sleep, allowing you to dream happily. Mirabilis was the perfect fairy for such an activity, for her frequent naps allowed her to rest and wake up just in time to fight the curse again. Peony was the backup in case she couldn’t handle her responsibilities anymore.

But the fairies were still women with needs, and one day, you woke up while one was in the midst of giving you your medicine.

That night was not one you would ever forget, especially when Peony joined and the two girls soon learned how much they adored working together, both for your satisfaction and theirs.

However, it was because of their newly-born tendency to work together that led to your current predicament.They informed you that as much as they wanted to help, their bodies needed to rest. They could not stay with you that night.

But you figured one night wouldn’t hurt, right? Surely your body was satisfied enough to survive a single night, and even if it didn’t, then well, it was still only one night of restless sleep. You could handle it.

That was why you weren’t really surprised when you woke up with sexual thoughts filling your mind.

...what you weren’t expecting was an insane warmth surrounding your member. It was an incredibly familiar feeling that you didn’t even need to peel off the covers to know what was happening. Someone was sucking you off, but you didn't know who. If you were to guess, it was Mirabilis, for she was absolutely the one who craved you the most.

You quietly sighed, removing the covers so you could scold whoever it was. “I know you’re worried about me, but you don’t-”

It was difficult to see in the darkness, but Peony and Mirabilis had recognisable silhouettes.

This person had fairy wings too, but you knew this girl was not one of the two girls.

Whoever had your cock deep down her throat responded to your presence by slowly ejecting it, a sensation that made your mind blur. It was an astonishing feeling that never grew old, and it kept you mesmerized for a good few moments. Finally, the girl bid farewell to your shaft with a loud pop.

“Hehehe…” you heard laughter. It was nervous, but also very giddy. Most importantly, it was familiar laughter. “You taste as good as I hoped you would…”

Askr was home to many heroes. You knew a lot of them.

Many were also eager to know you too. Occasionally, some wanted to know you a little too much.

“...Delthea.”

This was a girl who had a ridiculous crush on you. She had tried her best to get you to notice her, and even though her efforts were cute, you rejected her advances. You didn’t dislike her by any means. In fact, she was super cute! There were actually times where it was hard to resist her, for the idea of being seductive was not something she shied away from. Delthea knew she was attractive, and was not afraid to be cheeky about it.

But you knew it would be awkward if she found out what Peony and Mirabilis were doing to you. The curse was still present, but would she accept that excuse? Delthea was very much bark but no bite, so in a best-case scenario, she would be jealous; in a worst-case scenario, she’d be unbearably upset. You didn’t want to hurt her.

...well, you weren’t sure if that assumption of yours was valid anymore.

You did just wake up to this girl sucking you off, after all.

You felt Delthea shuffle off the bed, and she giggled as she did so. The reason for her amusement was made blatantly clear when she turned on the lights. It was difficult to adjust, but when you did, you saw that she was dressed… differently.

Delthea being the girl sucking you off was additionally perplexing because she had wings, and the color scheme of her outfit (along with that incredibly cheeky grin), indicated she was not a ljósálfr like Peony and Mirabilis, but rather a dökkálfr. That fact added much to your confusion.

But the most bewildering thing of all was that… Delthea wasn’t from the realm of dreams nor nightmares! She was a hero who came from a village in Valentia!

“I knew my new look would be shocking, but I didn’t think it would leave you speechless!” she couldn’t hold back her laughter. Delthea was a smug girl, but you never knew she could sound this cheeky!

This had to be a dream, right? Was this Plumeria’s curse tormenting you by forcing you to lewdly imagine this girl?

No, there was no way this could be a dream. This was reality.

“...what the heck is going on?” you asked no one in particular, making the young girl snicker again. She wore an awfully terrifying look; those narrowed eyes and unyielding smirk, paired with her bright blush, made you almost believe she was going to pounce on you at any moment.

“I’m done being sweet,” she licked her lips, dismantling her cloak and letting it drop down to the floor. The rest of her attire wasn’t too different from Plumeria’s own outfit, but it was considerably less revealing in comparison. That fact didn’t matter much though, since Delthea was in the process of stripping it all away. “...now, I’m going to be spicy.”

Your breathing grew cold and rugged when her entire outfit fell to the floor, leaving a very naked Delthea. Her wings were a similar color to her cloak, but were smaller in size, perhaps indicating the purpose of that cape was to make her look more a proper fairy.

Delthea was as attractive as you occasionally imagined her being. She was slim and didn’t have much to offer in breast size, but that didn’t matter to you. Mirabilis was small too, and from what you could tell, the young mage had plenty to offer from behind.

“You’re staring,” she forced you out of your thoughts, giggling to herself. Her tones leaked some nerves, but she was predominantly confident.

“...so I am,” you admitted, knowing there was no way to back out of this one. “...you still haven’t answered my question, you know.”

“Oh, I’m aware,” she scoffed. “But I have no intention in telling you until you let me satisfy you. Deal?”

“What kind of deal is that?” you were a little frustrated by her games, but there was only so far that emotion could go; it was getting beaten fast by how ridiculously horny you were. No doubt your unique condition was having an effect, but Delthea standing there completely nude was driving you mad.

You wanted her to join you, and you knew she knew that too! That was why she was teasing you by just… doing nothing.

This girl was playing a dangerous game, and she was currently close to winning it.

“Well, what do you say?” Delthea ignored your question and asked one of your own.

“...where are Mirabilis and Peony?” you mimicked her strategy.

Delthea pouted. “A girl is offering herself to you, you know. And yet, you think it’s a good idea to mention other girls? How cruel!”

“Answer me,” you said more sternly, hoping it would convince her to confess.

“...if you want answers, you have to meet my demands first,” she reminded you.

Who was this girl to think she had the power here? That smug grin of hers was endearing at first, but its refusal to leave her face was annoying you. It was not pairing well with your overall sexual frustration too! It was not easy to forget how surprisingly well this girl gave head, but you naturally weren’t going to share that tidbit with her.

Thankfully, it didn’t take you long to conjure up a devious way to repair your annoyance and frustration simultaneously, while also wiping off that smirk of hers.

Delthea was incredibly confident, but you very much doubted she had the experience to back it up. You could take advantage of that.

You sighed, shuffling your way out of bed and sitting by the edge, eyeing her. “Fine, have it your way. How about you sit on my lap?”

Delthea paused, hesitating as she processed your suggestion, but she renewed that smile of hers with haste and nodded. “Very well then, I shall-”

Overconfidence was Delthea’s weakness. She had let her guard down. As she approached you, you suddenly stood up and threw your arms around her, lifting her up into the air. Her weight was even lighter than you expected it to be, and it was adorable seeing the shock from in her eyes. Your grasp was tight enough, for you didn’t want to hurt those delicate wings of hers, even if you weren’t sure if they were real or not.

“W-W-What are you doing…?!” she struggled to speak, not expecting your sudden ambush.

“If you’re going to act like a brat,” you spoke calmly, making sure her attention was focused on you before you continued. “Then I’m going to treat you like one.”

Delthea’s relentless teasing and refusal to answer your questions had forced your hand. You were not going to endure this girl treating you like a plaything.

The only way to teach her a lesson was to play rough, and you fortunately had plenty of experience in that field.

Peony hadn’t been treated to any kind of rough play yet.

...Mirabilis was another story, however. Whenever Peony wasn’t present, the fairy of daydreams was eager to try all sorts of kinky things. The range of things she was willing to try was endless, but she grew to love being treated roughly, especially whenever she characteristically fell asleep. Even though naps were one of her favorite things, she loved the thrill of being woken up from them abruptly. That small moment of utter confusion and fear as she tried to figure out why she couldn’t breathe, or why she was hurting… was thrilling for her. Plumeria would undeniably scowl at such acts.

Would Delthea appreciate this kind of rough play? You honestly had no idea, but you also didn’t care very much.

This girl naively believed she could wrap you around your finger, and while she had admittedly started well by ambushing you in your sleep and leaving you in a disorientated state, you were now awake enough to teach her a lesson.

Turning around, you dropped her onto the bed without warning, subsequently following that up by climbing above her, grabbing her hands, and stretching them out far. She was locked in place, and could do nothing but stare with an uncontrollable amount of emotions leaking out of her eyes.

There was genuine fear in them, as if she truly believed she was in danger.

But not too surprisingly, there was also a thrilling excitement.

“What happened, Delthea?” you mocked her, noticing she was starting to shiver. “What happened to that spice of yours? Don’t tell me you’ve gotten all bitter?”

“I… ah…” she looked unfocused, and so was her breathing.

“Girls who think they can waltz in a man’s room and start playing with their cock while they are sleeping are not good girls,” you informed her with a serious tone. “They’re bad girls.”

She exhaled, the intensity of her shaking incrementing.

“I…”

“Do you know what happens to bad girls, Delthea?” you continued, loving how you knew her mind was an incomprehensible mess right now. “They get punished.”

“I… only…”

Perhaps Delthea had some master plan laid out for how she was going to seduce you. Perhaps she was doing everything spontaneously. Either way, you loved watching her realise that you had snatched her dominance away from her.

She wasn’t going to have her way with you.

You were going to have your way with her.

As much as it was fun to hold her in place, you couldn’t do a whole lot like this. Delthea both relaxed and seemed agitated when you let go, but her enthusiasm-- and fear, returned when she saw how large your cock was.

“That…”

It was surprising that she was so shocked considering she was deepthroating this thing earlier, but that was while everything was shrouded in darkness, so you couldn’t blame her reaction in hindsight. The girl was a mess, and the realisation that you were about to actually penetrate her wasn’t helping her mental state.

“You have a sexy body, Delthea,” you complimented her, groping one of her small tits as you positioned yourself between her legs. There wasn’t a whole lot to touch, but her nipple was hardened, so you teased it by twisting it with your fingers. She groaned, not sure if she should be feeling pleasure or pain. As your glans stroked her pussy, you could feel how ridiculously wet she was too, and it deepened your desire to be inside her. “So, if I want answers to my questions, all you have to do is satisfy me, correct? I think your pussy will do an adequate job of that.”

Her response came in the form of an adorable whimper. You weren’t sure if she was even capable of speaking anything comprehensible right now.

As tempted as it was to plunge into her right there and then, her silence gave you an idea. Why not dish back some of her own medicine? You opted to occasionally stroke your shaft against her pussy, granting her some satisfaction, but pulling away as soon as you heard her hum.

You watched her expression with the utmost interest. Her mind was still facing turmoil, and the countless emotions she was experiencing refused to settle on one.

Delthea was scared. She could not tell if you were simply returning the favor by teasing her back, or if she had legitimately pissed you off.

That fear also generated excitement. She felt pinned down. Helpless. It was the middle of the night. She could not call for help. All these thoughts were simultaneously terrifying and thrilling, and it was clear that experiencing both was frustrating.

Of course, that wasn’t the main contributor to her frustration. She simply couldn’t believe she had been forced into such a submissive position. She couldn’t believe she kind of liked it too! Or did she? She couldn’t tell!

It was incredibly fun to watch her ever-changing face.

But there was a feeling deep down that was winning the battle.

Lust.

Regardless of what her mind thought about the situation, her body needed this, and you were denying it satisfaction.

“...please…”

You glared at her. “Please what?”

She bit hard on her lip in an attempt to calm her nerves, but it did little to help her. Still, she couldn’t just say nothing and so, with an incredibly shaky voice, she responded. “...f-fuck me…”

“No, I won’t,” you answered swiftly.

“H-Huh…?” she looked like she was about to cry. “...w-why not…?”

“Have you not figured it out?” you scowled at her. “This is your punishment.”

Realizing what you meant by that drove Delthea to the brink of madness. Her fragile mind was on the verge of shattering to pieces, and you loved witnessing this firsthand.

“Please…” Delthea was desperate. Her cocky attitude was gone. A distant memory. ”Ah… any… thing…”

“Speak up,” you commanded her.

“...will do… anything…” she groaned, her voice as tainted as her expression.

“Anything?” you made certain she knew what she was saying.

“Y-Yes…”

You loved seeing the sweat drip down her face. This girl was being tamed with surprising ease, and it was now your objective to make her fully submit. Therefore, you leaned in, resting your head close to her shoulder.

“You know, there’s a word for naughty girls like you,” you spoke calmly into her ear, feeling her shiver. “Would you like to learn it?”

“I…” she muttered, once again left speechless.

This was fun. Diabolically fun. You knew you were essentially torturing the girl, but you also knew she loved it.

Blowing into her ear, you felt her entire body tremble under the pressure of everything that was happening. It was a gentle reminder that she needed to respond, though you realised you weren’t exactly helping her do that. Still, you believed she would eventually, and you were more than willing to wait patiently.

“Ah… I… want to… hear it…” she mumbled.

Every time you believed this girl had lost her mind, she showed an even greater level of instability.

“Delthea, you are…” you whispered, pausing just to see if it would make her mentality even worse. It did, but you were even more curious about what would happen after you said that word. There was only one way to find out for sure… “...a slut.”

She exhaled. Loudly. The word had an effect on her, and witnessing her react to it was magical.

“I… am n-not…”

“If you admit you are,” you interrupted her. “Then I’ll grant your wish.”

Delthea shut her mouth quickly, biting down hard on her lip. Even though you weren’t holding her down, she still acted as if you were, quivering endlessly as if she was trying to escape her tormentor.

“I’m… ah…” she murmured, biting down hard on her lip.

“You’re a…?” you urged her on, watching her eyes narrow. Sweat dripped down her face at a faster pace, and oddly enough, she looked like she was starting to… smile? You hadn’t expected that smirk of hers to make a comeback, even if it was volatile.

“Ah… hah… I’m… I’m a…” she stared into your eyes, and you stared back, never letting your serious expression fade. “...ah… a s-slut…”

She lightly giggled as she finished her sentence. Did she like calling herself that?

You smiled. “See, that wasn’t so hard, was it?”

Before she could even think about responding, you pushed forward, penetrating her. Delthea’s voice, already the paragon of instability, grew in volume as she experienced both pleasure and pain at the same time.

“Ah… this…” Delthea tried to speak, but her voice was broken by the extraordinary feeling coursing through her body.

The girl was unsurprisingly very tight, but also surprisingly very wet, more so than you expected her to be. You weren’t complaining, since it allowed you to poke her cervix with ease.

Before you started to thrust, you took a careful look at her face.

...it was unnerving, to say the least. She was smiling, but it was paired with some light giggling that sounded a little… insane.

“G-Go on…” she… laughed. “T-Take me… p-punish me…!”

Terror and thrill leaked out of her voice. Delthea was experiencing an insane amount of adrenaline. There was no way you could read her mind anymore-- her expression wouldn’t stop fluctuating. Still, you saw no reason not to deny her wish; it was yours too.

Delthea groaned crazily when you started to slip out of her, only to push back in with absurd force. This little act of yours would fall apart if you started treating her gently, and you figured she wouldn’t appreciate being pampered like a child either.

There was no need to be tame with your acceleration either. You sped up dramatically, ramming her pussy as fast as you possibly could, sparing no effort to check whether she was liking it or not. Even so, there were no signs of discomfort. All Delthea did was moan… and moan… and moan…

Your only worry now was that she’d wake up the whole Order with that voice of hers.

“I’m… I’m ah… a slut…” she managed to say in between her groans.

You weren’t expecting her to repeat that word again. The laughter that came with it was simultaneously intriguing and concerning.

“Yes, you are,” you encouraged her. You had a pretty good feeling this girl was actually getting off to the degradation, and that revelation was hot. To reward her for turning you on even more, you held onto her hips and gave it your all, ramming her as hard as you humanly could. The sex started to grow loud as a result, but you weren’t worried about the volume, since she was significantly louder.

Taming Delthea granted you an amazing visual treat. You could feel the sweat of her body tickle your hands, and it was wondrous to see her tits jiggle and her face turn depraved. Calling her a slut was just so you could see how she’d react, but you never expected the word to be a turn-on.

Even though the mage’s body was a gorgeous sight, you were growing concerned.

There was a possibility this was a ruse-- a means for her to seize back control. Whatever she was doing, whether she was doing it knowingly or not, it was messing with your head. What had happened to the cocky and confident Delthea? Could a girl of her caliber be so easily conquered It seemed too good to be true. Was she acting this way just so she’d let your guard down?

Well, there was a way to test her. You could learn a lot from how she reacted to one simple act.

Without warning, you pulled out, and everything chaotic about her began to fade away, replaced with complete and utter confusion.

“Ah… w-why did… ah…” she mumbled. “...was feeling… so good…!”

“You’re being too loud, Delthea,” you answered with your excuse, smiling as your suspicions were proved correct.

Delthea was just horny. Terrifyingly horny, sure, but at least you knew now for certain. Neither Peony nor Mirabilis had ever acted this depraved before, so you weren’t used to this level of lust.

“I’m… I’m ah… a... slut…” she whispered, raising her hands and grabbing the back of your neck. She tried to pull you closer, but she lacked the energy to do so. “I’m ah slut… Ihm ah slut…. Ihm ah shlut… I’m… y-y-your s-shlut… y-your toy… y-y-our plah… plah… thing… f-fuck…. fuck... fuck me… fuck me… fuuuck meee...”

...holy shit.

You… did not expect her to go on and on like that. The sheer lust in her voice was unreal! Any doubts about this girl not just being a horny mess were eradicated in an instant. It was ridiculously hot hearing her degrade herself continuously, even if it was a little terrifying too!

Delthea was desperate! She was giggling uncontrollably. It was… scary laughter. Even though you knew the reasons for why she was acting this way, it was still unreal to witness it all firsthand, especially as you had a pretty good idea her corruption would only grow.

You had to give her credit though. She was clever. There was a reason she was shaming herself this much.

It was how she got her wish last time, and it was how she believed she was going to get it again. Of course, the ridiculous giddiness indicated she loved humiliating herself with that word too.

This was a girl who had lost herself to her bodily urges.

You knew your thoughts were cruel… but you wanted to know what would happen if you denied her once again.

And so, you did.

“Too desperate, Delthea,” you mocked her. “Have some dignity. You cannot win me over by degrading yourself over and over like that. ”

That was, of course, a lie, but she didn’t need to know that.

Delthea laughed.

Such a reaction was one of the possible reactions, but it was still a little unnerving to hear it.

Was she always this way, deep down? Or perhaps… Plumeria was an influence. You still didn’t know where she got that outfit from, let alone those very real wings.

“Ah… I need… to sit up… feel dizzy…” she sounded suddenly exhausted, and a little in pain too. If you were to guess, the adrenaline was fading.

You backed off, giving her some time to do what she needed to do. She was completely out of breath, and the level of sweat on her body had escalated. Had a good minute of fucking really done this?

Sitting on her knees, Delthea turned her head up to face you, giggling once again, but it was contaminated by how much she needed to breathe.

“Look at you, Delthea,” you kept up the act. “Already so tired! Have you learned your lesson? This is why you shouldn’t-”

Delthea snapped, lunging at you without a moment’s notice, sending you tumbling back down to the bed, almost making you fall off it. She climbed onto your body, grinding her pussy against your cock within a moment’s notice. The ambush was so sudden, and all she could do was laugh at the shock on your face.

“Look at you!” she sounded delightfully crazed. “T-Treating me like a l-little girl! How… h-how DARE you! Aha… you… I wanted… ah… w-wanted to play nice… but y-you… have d-driven me m-mad! I need need NEED your cock! Y-You’re right! I a-am a slut… ha… but you should know... it w-would be a bad idea… to deny a girl the c-cock she craves...”

Delthea’s wings fluttered endlessly, now free to soar as much as they wanted to.

You were left speechless, and you knew she could take advantage of that, but what could you even do?

Sure, you could throw her off you; you had the strength for it.

...but why would you do that? This girl was legitimately losing her mind and you had front-seat tickets. You needed to see what would happen next.

You had to commend her a lot too. She had learned from how you tricked her earlier, and she had dished out repayment sufficiently.

“Hehe… how d-does it f-feel?” she asked, grinding her hips against your crotch. She was still soaking wet, and the friction made it hard to not groan. “Y-You l-love it! My p-pussy! W-WELL! It’s… i-it’s all yours…!”

Lifting her body up slightly, Delthea used a hand to raise your cock skyward, positioning herself above your member. As soon as you felt her snatch push up against your glans, she immediately forced herself down, swallowing your entire cock  within a moment’s notice.

Delthea’s reaction was incredible. Her eyes rolled back while she moaned uncontrollably, dribble falling out of her mouth. It was an incredible sight, and the even more incredible tightening up of her insides explained why she was reacting this violently. Her walls squeezed your shaft mercilessly, contracting as she experienced a mind-blowing climax.

You couldn’t hold back any longer. She was too tight. She was too wet. You had no intention of actually cumming inside this girl, but she wasn’t giving you the choice.

Besides, you had the opportunity to amplify her orgasm to even greater heights, so why hold back?

Delthea felt your climax. As soon as the first shot of cum penetrated her womb, her eyes widened and she yelped, taking some time to comprehend why her insides suddenly were boiling hot. She believed she was at the peak of pleasure, but now it was ascending to the heavens. It was enough to send her tumbling down onto your body, but thankfully you managed to cushion her fall by catching her when you saw the signs. The girl dribbled onto your chest, letting loose all sorts of incomprehensible noises. You joined her chorus, groaning endlessly yourself as you both experienced incomprehensible wonders.

A moment of silence reigned over the room for some time. Neither you nor she fell to the temptations of slumber, however. There was no way you could sleep after what had just happened, even if you were tired! You simply relaxed your body, using her warmth as a means of comfort.

You expected this peace to last.

But naturally, it didn’t.

“Heeeey…” Delthea started to giggle. You were learning to fear that giggle. “Y-You can… f-fuck me some more… r-right?! I’m… your f-favorite… your f-favorite slut… I bet I was b-better than those other t-two…!”

You did not expect to hear some jealousy from her voice, but it was a good reminder that this girl had some questions to answer. “So, you know about what Peony and Mirabilis are doing then, huh?”

“Y-Yes… I s-saw it all, and I was… s-so jealous! Because… because…” she sounded a little agitated, but she was doing her best to remain calm… even if it wasn’t working too well.

“Because you wanted me,” you concluded.

“Not just that!” she hastily replied, an intense blush forming on her face. Delthea began to fidget with her hands, tapping her fingers together in an awkward but cute way. “I… uhm… wanted you to… notice me, that’s all. I know it’s pathetic, but…”

“Oh, she’s adorable!”

You froze, not expecting to hear that voice tonight. Seemingly out of nowhere, Peony appeared and locked Delthea in a tight hug.

“Mmm…” Mirabilis was lying down by the end of the bed, watching, but not very intently.

“W-What is going on?!” Delthea was panicking. She was not planning on getting caught!

“You’re hired, Delthea!” Peony giggled, refusing to let go of the poor girl. “Your spicy attitude and eagerness to have sex are exactly what we need!”

“M-My w-what?!”

“Mmm… we noticed she was watching us one time…” Mirabilis butted in, though her speaking was slow. “We kinda need a third person nowadays, so… we decided to test her. We needed someone with tenacity, and she was perfect...”

“...r-right, I uh, think I get it,” you muttered. It still didn’t explain how the heck they just appeared all of a sudden, but you supposed fairies had their methods. “That still leaves one thing left unanswered. Why does she have wings?”

“Oh, these?” Delthea pointed at them, giggling as they just suddenly… vanished. “That’s just a spell, silly. I, uh, figured you might like the fairies because of, uhm, their wings. I chose to be a dökkálfr since, well, they’re bad fairies, aren’t they? Heh.”

“...are you trying to imply I do things with their wings?” you asked back.

“Oh… that’s a good idea…” Mirabilis muttered.

This night was crazy. Too crazy.

It was shocking enough that you woke up to Delthea sucking you off! Then you dominated her and witnessed her degrading herself. Then she lost it when you teased her too far and she forced herself onto you. Then it turns out Peony and Mirabilis had a role to play in setting this up?

...you were bewildered. What happened to the whole ‘We want to make sure you sleep soundly!” business?! These girls-- Delthea included, had ulterior motives!

...but you supposed you knew that already.

“...I need to sleep,” you groaned.

“Sweet dreams!” Peony giggled.

You bit down hard on your lip.

“Mmm… since Peony and I are well rested, so…” Mirabilis said, cutting herself off briefly so she could yawn. ”All three of us can make sure he rests well…”

“Oh, I like that idea,” Delthea miraculously agreed. What happened to her jealousy?! “But only if I get to play with him the most! I think I deserve it.”

...ah, there it was.

You laid down in bed, getting under the covers. Your mind was in shambles.

...you did not get to sleep that night.

How could you? Three beautiful ladies were waiting for you to fall asleep so they could pounce on you and have their way with you.

Of course, they weren’t willing to be patient.

Somehow, somehow, when you did fall asleep hours later (after cumming inside all three girls several times), you ended up waking up revitalised, while the girls got to enjoy the luxury of a deep sleep in your messed-up bed.

___

“Are you alright?” you heard one of the female heroes approach you. You had made your way to the training grounds, hoping that seeing some heroes clash would keep your mind off things.  “You look a little zoned out.”

The worried girl asking was Elincia, but she was interestingly accompanied by Eirika and Tana.

“Someone said there was a strange noise coming from your room last night,” Tana shared something that made you shiver. Curse that Delthea!

“It sounded like a scream…” Eirika muttered. “Uhm, I understand your responsibilities are tough, so if you need any help, we are more than willing to help you, if that’s okay with you, of course!”

She was massively misinterpreting what the problem was, but that was probably for the best.

“It’s not that big of an issue,” you replied. “I’m just having trouble sleeping. I keep waking up in the night, and it’s frustrating.”

“That’s not good!” Elincia didn’t like how you were downplaying things. “Have you tried talking to Peony? I heard she can give you good dreams. Perhaps that will help?”

Of course. Of course she’d suggest that.

“...I’ll consider it.”

You just hoped these girls wouldn’t take matters into their own hands and ask Peony directly.

The last thing you needed was more recruits.