D-Class Mission

Aisellia said while adjusting the skirt around her waist.

Miyaura announced excitedly, flexing her arms to display her strength and confidence.

The Next Day...

Inside the inn, Karna was being watched by Miyaura in his deep slumber, resting in the center of the queen-sized bed. Miyaura and Aisellia were already awake, readying themselves, getting dressed, and preparing for the day ahead of them. Miyaura proved able to easily slip on her attire, capable of dressing herself more quickly than Aisellia, who held only the first layer of her complete outfit in her hand, standing casually in her undergarments.

"Hm. It looks surprisingly very breathable. The fabric is incredibly stretchy, especially around the chest area. Remi was right, Angelia knows best! How does yours fit Miyaura? Now that we've had time to get used to our new ones?"

Aisellia said while adjusting the skirt around her waist.

"Boob bag huh?"

"Yeah! With these clothes and last night, I'm full of energy, sexy, and combat-ready!"

Miyaura announced excitedly, flexing her arms to display her strength and confidence.

Aisellia said, giggling. Her eyes peered over the bed to observe something, ensuring Karna continued to sleep without waking. In her peripheral vision, Aisellia caught sight of Miyaura's eyes looking intently over Aisellia's body, silently noting she had only finished putting on her lingerie, her body had quickly enthralled Miyaura, leading the entranced woman to inspect Aisellia's body with elation. Aisellia's eyes curiously shifted from Karna to witness Miyaura, whose face had blushed red, mouth subconsciously held slightly open, and her breathing was gradually growing rather intense. The noblewoman resumed watching her eyes enthusiastically move all over her own body. With curiosity, Aisellia turned to one side, watching Miyaura's eyes follow her chest as Aisellia performed several small steps to complete her turn. Due to her design, Aisellia could feel her breasts jiggle within her bra. The boob bag design allowed the noblewoman's breasts to bounce almost freely as the material moved snugly with her breasts. Needless to see for herself, the smile that Miyaura quickly made told her the story. She silently let Miyaura ogle her body for a few seconds more. Keeping her sights on Miyaura, Aisellia turned the opposite way, this time angling her backside to the demon girl. Keeping her views on Miyaura by looking over her own shoulder, Aisellia watched the other woman curiously as she could see her friend's eyes trail down her back to her posterior, at that moment witnessing Miyaura involuntarily begin licking her lips.

(From what Angelia shared with me, their energy level affects them mentally and physically when it's high or low, respectively. Initially, fulfilling that desire when it's high must somehow max their stored capacity and reserve it in their bodies. Not just to source their demonic energy for their enhanced physical feats, but their mental stability as well. When low, it becomes more similar to deprivation, a mentally painful "Thirst" for lack of a better word. Outside of a scientific sense. Their sins are lust, so to balance internally, they must indulge in their sin. The more intense their indulgence, the more they get out of it. As I theorized last night, it's not just what they do to each other, but what I allow them to do with me as well. They're more powerful than average demons, so they must require more to balance.)

A thought popped into Aisellia's mind as she thought out her hypothesis, seeing Miyaura still enjoying herself, having a small amount of drool dripping from the corner of her slightly smiling lips, entirely in a trance. Seeing the look on Miyaura's face made her giggle at how cute she was, fully entertained and satisfied just by looking.

(Since learning from Remi, I've begun conducting my own physiological research to help me better understand both of them. I've complete confidence in my figure, but I guess with my past and environment, I've gotten very protective of it. I may be confident in myself, but I'm grateful for both of them. In their way, they make a lonely girl feel pretty irresistible and protected, kind of like a queen, hee-hee! It feels marvelous, honestly. Perhaps letting them have fun will be enjoyable for me as well. Last night was enlightening for me. It's shameful, but if they like it, I think I can get used to this treatment hee-hee!)

Aisellia began smiling brightly, becoming overwhelmingly overjoyed with the feeling she spoke of, running through her memories of Miyaura and Karna complimenting her looks and even drooling over her body. The noblewoman happily bounced on her heels, leading her hindquarters to bounce, Aisellia's posterior flesh jiggling uncontrollably. The amount of booty Aisellia carried easily gave Miyaura plenty to observe and more than her eyes could process all at once. Aisellia couldn't help but begin chuckling as she watched Miyaura from over her shoulder, whose open lips began to form an even greater smile that stretched ear to ear. Miyaura observed Aisellia's bounce, jiggling within the confines of her laced panties that covered Aisellia's hips, concentrated as a thin fabric that gently rested between the crevice of her posterior. Leaving plenty of availability for everything to jiggle freely and even more so, left Miyaura with a great deal to watch and an abundance of pure happiness coursing through every fiber of her being. Aisellia came to a sudden stop, seeing Miyaura's eyes had been still, happily watching her jiggle from the slightest movement.

(My final deduction, I drive them and they drive each other into a heightened natural state. So in a way, I make them stronger by both teasing and keeping their thirst balanced as well. Karna seems tamed with Miyaura's efforts and my passes for him, but if he gets any more dangerous...will Miyaura's efforts be enough? Although it's not like I can say I'm fully against the thought anymore...so why can't I? After last night, I knew what I felt in my heart. She puts a thousand percent with a smile, all because her sweet soul loves doing it herself and for both of us. It seems like enough for him, but...I can't rid myself of feeling like I should do...more. I'm no fighter, so they defend me. As their leader and friend, I'll have to step up. I'll have to do my part in everyone's comfort and survival, just like them. Since they handle all of the security and protection, I want to outperform them with my wit. After all, I turned my parents' little herb garden into the company it is today. We were lower district folk once...I hope everyone's okay.)

"A-Aisellia, your body is just too good, so much my body's getting kind of hot. I want to be good and not annoy you, but...I don't know if I can resist much longer if you take longer getting dressed..."

Miyaura said, placing a finger seductively to her lips, causing Aisellia to blush, looking rather happy yet embarrassed by the compliment.

(G-geez! I guess it's still pretty embarrassing to hear them say it directly to me! I noticed that after a short time of direct contact with Karna, I felt slightly intoxicated. It's so lewd, but it'll be alright if we both enjoy it right? After all, they have fun doing this sort of thing all the time, I should be able to help and have fun too right? Yes?)

Aisellia raises her hands behind her head, brushing locks of her hair in front of her shoulders in the process, exposing her entire back. Leaning forward slightly, Aisellia presented her behind to Miyaura prior to turning around to face her directly.