“El-” Ena tries, but the nephilim is already moving down, her gaze settling over his soft, still covered in both his and her juices member, from which she quickly begins to lean toward...

  Before Sincir can protest, Eleanor takes his cock in her mouth, sucking on it with earnest while meeting his gaze again.

  The warmth of her mouth, and the dirty look on her face makes him hard near damn instantly, causing Sincir to grimace.

  She made it look so easy, this damn woman... Who would believe she was still a virgin when the month started?

  Plopping her lips from his now saliva covered, but otherwise clean member under his and Ena’s gaze, Eleanor smiles at the two of them, then beckons Ena to approach with a finger.

  Ena sighs exasperatedly. “El, you could’ve at least asked if he was in the mood for more or not...”

  Eleanor rolls her eyes. “Ask who? C’mon, I got our toy clean clean and hard for you, so come here already.”

  “Fuck you too,” Sincir tells her, and then, towards Ena, “It’s okay, Ena, I know you’re still unsatisfied, since you’ve only masturbated until now... I could go for another round or two, no problem.”

  “Are you sure...?” Ena murmurs, still looking slightly uncertain, “You don’t have to force yourself for me... I actually came a couple of times from watching the two of you, and once while I was eating El’s pussy...”

  Sincir throws her a concerned look. “How are you doing...? And I’m not asking about Ena, the good girl.”

  Ena averts her gaze. “I... Some part of me still thinks you’re both doing this because you feel bad for the pathetic half-elf girl... And that with Eleanor in the picture, I’ll always be under her shadow... But I... The way you two reacted after I flipped out, and how you look at me sometimes... I mean, she got on her knees for me, and you... You seem like you might actually lock me in the basement if I ever really tried to leave... You two make it a little hard for me to hate myself, you know that?”

  Well, it’s good that she understands...

  ...Fuck, he wouldn’t, would he?

  Ena snorts. “There, you’re doing it again... Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere, partner; We still have that vilge of yours to build, remember?”

  As Ena smiles at him, leaf-green eyes gleaming with undisguised love, Sincir swallows. “It... It’ll be a whole more than a single damn vilge, idiot...”

  “Well, I’ll believe it when I see it... El, move over so I can mount him.”

  Eleanor chuckles, moving up to lie next him as Ena crouches on top of his member and lines herself with it, looking very insecure over the idea of doing it in front of Eleanor, but determined to push through regardless.

  “And what about you?” he asks Eleanor while shifting his gaze toward her, “I know you’re feeling guilt about some of what happened today, but you’ve also done much to help Ena recently... She wasn’t wrong in saying you’ve done sacrifices for her.”

  Eleanor shrugs. “What is another drop of guilt, in an ocean of it...? And as for my so called sacrifices, I owned it to her, at least to that extent... Let’s just say we’re about even, now.”

  “We’ll be even after you eat Sin’s cum out of my pussy in a little bit,” Ena corrects pyfully, causing Eleanor to snort.

  “Sure, why not? I’ll even eat your ass while the two of you do it, if you want me to...”

  “So shameless,” Sincir admonishes, clicking his tongue at her as he does so, “You’d have made for quite the fine succubus, love.”

  Eleanor grins, blue eyes showcasing boundless confidence. “I’d have driven the rest of them out of business, you mean.”

  “Uhm, could you...? Could you come here and do it, then?” Ena asks, her cheeks burning crimson as she does so, “I mean, unless that was a joke...?”

  Eleanor blinks.

  “...Never mind! Forget I said anything!”

  But Eleanor is already smiling as she begins to move over again.

  As the nephilim crawls by her, making a show of inspecting her ass, Ena cringes.

  “E-El, by nice, okay...?”

  Once she reaches Ena’s behind, Eleanor hums, position herself against the crouched half-elf. “I know I offered my tongue, but I want to watch how you do, or there is no point to this...” she murmurs, “So we’ll save the ass eating for some other time, okay?”

  “W-what are you going to-?”

  Eleanor licks her middle finger, taking it all the all into her mouth, then smiles as her pces it against Ena’s exposed asshole, beginning to massage it as the half-elf jumps slightly.

  “E-Eleanor!”

  “Shh... His cock is growing soft because of your hesitation, pipsqueak. Forget about me and just do your thing... I’ll be gently, promise.”

  Having heard simir promises from her before, Sincir rolls his eyes... He’ll believe it when he sees it.

  Biting the corner of her lip, Ena meets his gaze, seeming to steel herself, and takes a deep breath. “I... We just have to do our thing, right? Nothing special...?”

  “Just rex and look into my eyes,” Sincir tells her as he continues to sustain her gaze, “Ena... You can tell how bad I want it, don’t you...? For how long are you going to keep me waiting with your pussy dripping on top of my cock, love?”

  Ena shudders. “Alright, I got you...”

  Looking down, she reaches a hand in between the two of them in order to grab his now half-soft member, then press its head against her wet entrance...

  The warm sensation has Sincir shuddering as well, and his member hardens at a visible rate in Ena’s grip, which causes her to smile.

  “Little Sin is so cute... Wish the big one was this honest all the time.”

  Sincir grimaces. “Little Sin is not that little, and I’m as honest as they come... For a demon, in any case.”

  “Yeah, yeah...”

  Giving him no warning, Ena begins to lower herself on top of him, biting her lower lip and crying softly as his member slowly spreads her tight, hairless pussy apart... His muscles tensing over the vision and sensation of it, Sincir curls his toes, moaning softly.

  From her pce behind Ena, Eleanor swallows. “Damn, pipsqueak... Are you sure his cock is going to be fine in there?”

  Having stopped about half-way down his member, Ena trembles soft, a feverish look in her eyes as she stares toward their now connected sexes. “Yeah... It’s fine, because it’s where it belongs... And if it feels a little uncomfortable now, I’ll make sure it grows so used to it that it’ll never want to be anywhere else...”

  With her squeezing him hard enough to hurt, Sincir tightens his jaw, then forces himself to a deep, slow breath, lest he comes before they’ve even started.

  Eleanor snorts. “Well, good luck with that... Just try not to grow addict to having him there, yourself, in the meantime, or that would defeat the purpose.”

  Releasing a soft moan as she finally lowers herself all the way down, Ena meets his gaze again and blushes. “I think we might be a little too te for that.”

  Sincir smiles at her. “Sorry.”

  “No, don’t apologize...” Ena murmurs as she slowly rises her hips again, then brings them down once more, causing him to arch his back slightly, “I’m fine with being addicted to you. I’m fine with being crazy over you... I don’t really want to fight against it...”

  Sustaining her feverish leaf-green eyes as she finally begins to move, settling for a steady, medium pace, Sincir bites his lip...

  “C-come here,” he tells her, his voice now hoarse, “I want to feel you against me... All of you...”

  Moaning loudly as she takes his member all the in again, Ena slowly leans forward, sustaining his gaze all the while, and presses her lips against his...

  With her now familiar taste and smell consuming his thoughts, Sincir hugs her tightly, enjoying the feeling of her hard nipples rubbing over his chest, the feeling of her tongue exploring his mouth as it runs against his own, the feeling of her sex’s tight warmth around his member...

  Ena trembles slightly, her insecurities, fear, and desire washing over him, causing him to pull her even closer...

  Sincir feels her tears against his face, burning hot, as he begins to match her hip movements with his own, causing her to cry loudly...

  “It’s okay...” he whispers against Ena’s trembling lips as their gazes meet once more, “Let it go of your pain, love... I want you to understand that even if nobody else, yourself included, found that boyish body attractive... I’d still love every little bit of it. Although... Not as much as I love what is inside of it, my cute, fiery little elf... Drink from me until you’re satisfied... Until you can’t take any more of it...”

  Ena cries, arching her back and moaning loudly... At this point, they’re grinding against each other more than they’re fucking, but she is so tight around him, that it makes little difference...

  A brief look over Ena’s shoulder reveals Eleanor watching the two of them with slightly narrowed eyes, her moving arms making it clear she is not only fingering Ena’s ass, but also her own sex...

  “Yes! Yes, just like this...! I can’t...! I can’t breath, Sin...! My chest tightens, and I can’t breath when I’m away from you! I can’t sleep, and I can’t think! Make my yours! Make sure I have no way to run away!”

  Sincir chuckles breathlessly. “That was the pn from the beginning!”

  They move against each other gently, without hurry, and taking their time growing used to the other’s body... But they need nothing else; Sincir feels he could spend days hugged to her, just like this, and he is sure Ena feels simirly...

  Suddenly, Ena’s eyes widen, and that is his only warning for an abrupt increase in the speed of her movements which has so intakes a sharp breath of air while arching his back and curling his toes.

  “E-El!” Ena screams.

  And indeed, a second look over Ena’s shoulder reveals Eleanor with a grin on her face, her finger still stuck inside Ena’s ass as now she uses it to bring the half-elf’s hips up and down at much faster pace than they were previously moving.

  Sincir grimaces at her, but unfortunately, he is already too close from the edge to really put much of a resistance against the sudden increase in stimution, and once Ena’s orgasm hits her, causing her to scream as her sex cmps against his member even harder than before, Sincir chooses to let it go, staring into Eleanor’s eyes as he showcases her his pleasure and returns her grin, his gaze daring her to stop her hand now...

  Her smile disappearing as her expression darkens, he can tell from Eleanor’s eyes that she is considering doing just that, but she must’ve seen something on his face, because she increases the pace of Ene’s hips even further, rather than lowering it, and averts her eyes way as she continues to get them off...

  Once him and Ena stop shuddering, having been through their orgasms and now panting slightly on top of each other, the half-elf immediately throws Eleanor a gre over her shoulder.

  “The fuck is wrong with you?!”

  Nonchantly removing her finger from Ena’s ass, the nephilim shrugs as she sucks from it, maintaining her eyes averted from the of them as she does so. “Sorry... I guess I got a bit bored watching the two of you.”

  Ena’s eyes widen, and she clenches her teeth, seemingly ready to jump the other girl, but Sincir grabs her shoulder before she can do so.

  “C’mon, Ena... You know she is not that fickle.”

  “Then why...? My fucking ass hurts like hell now, damn it!”

  Sincir snorts. “Eleanor? Something you want to share, love? About how you felt watching us...?”

  “Other than my boredom? No, nothing in particur...”

  It takes a moment, but understanding finally downs over Ena’s expression. “You... You were jealous?! After you pushed us to do it?!” she screams at the nephilim.

  Eleanor grimaces, her gaze finally moving; Or, in this case, snapping in the other girl’s direction. “I didn’t think the two of you would be so...! Whatever the fuck that was! Was I supposed to fall asleep while watching the two of you?! You were barely moving!”

  Sincir ughs. “See? I told you she wouldn’t be able to do it like we do it, Ena... She’d lose her mind if I tried to do her like I do you.”

  Ena gnces at him, taking his words in, and then slowly, as she faces Eleanor’s incensed gaze again, she smiles. “El, you... You were actually jealous of me because of how I did him...? Because you know that you can’t do it like that? That’s so... So stupid,” she finishes in a murmur, suddenly frowning as she does so, “It was just normal sex, wasn’t it?”

  Sincir sighs. “That’s exactly why she was jealous, Ena. She can’t do normal; With her libido, and personality, it’d never be enough for her,” he expins, waiting for the two of them to shift their gazes in his direction, and then holding them as he continues, “Look, Ena... Eleanor... You two have different strengths, and different weaknesses... As fighters, as lovers, as women... And there’s nothing wrong with considering the other a rival if that makes it easier to work on bettering yourselves as a consequence, but you shouldn’t forget that I love the two of you for who you are, and not because you’re better than anyone else... Well, maybe my love doesn’t mean much to you yet, since we’ve only recently gotten together?”

  Ena and Eleanor exchange a look.

  “...Fine,” Eleanor murmurs after a moment of sustaining Ena’s gaze, “I was jealous, and I couldn’t stand it any longer to watch the two of you. Happy?”

  “No... Strangely enough, not really, since I know why you can’t do normal...” Ena retorts, her voice soft as she sustains the nephilim’s gaze, “Do you wish you could, El? That you were just a normal girl, with normal problems?”

  Eleanor looks away. “Isn’t that obvious? Of course I do... It’s all I ever wished for. But the universe had other pns, didn’t it? My mom just had to fuck some stupid angel... Truly, I hope it was the fuck of her life, for all the pain it put her daughter through,” she murmurs bitterly.

  “If that angel was anything like you, Eleanor... I’m sure she never regretted a single second of the time she spent with him,” Sincir whispers at her, to which Ena nods, and Eleanor swallows, a smile upturning her lips after a moment.

  “Maybe...” she whispers while meeting his gaze again, now smiling fully, “She was nice and soft, so I suppose my personality must’ve come from the other side of things.”

  Leaning her head against his chest, and seeming to finally rex after how their fuck ended, Ena releases a small, satisfied sigh, smiling back at her. “Do you ever wish you could meet him some day? Even if only to flip him for having left the two of you?”

  Eleanor sighs, shaking her head. “Just as demons, angels cannot remain on this Pne without a human host... My mother never told me what happened, exactly, but I assume she fulfilled her contract with him, earning herself a pce in Heaven, and then he left, searching for another Soul to convert, or for the next evil creature in need of meeting his sword... Angel things.”

  “You sound very proud of him,” Ena comments, “Even though you’ve never met.”

  She shrugs. “I’m sure we’d hate each other at first sight, were we to ever actually meet. And I haven’t forgotten the fact he was nowhere to be seen when the two of us needed him the most... But everybody needs something to believe in, and faith does it for me. There has to be something better at the end of all the shit we have to go through... Is what I keep telling myself.”

  Sincir would like to tell her to believe in him, rather than on some stupid angel that she has never met, him being her father or not, but he contains the urge; She’ll believe in him once and if he proves himself, not before, and that’s how it should be.

  After a moment of silence in between the three of them, suddenly, Ena clears her throat. “So...” she murmurs, nonchantly opening her legs and exposing her sex, still covered in his cum, toward the nephilim as she does so, “I was going to pretend to have forgotten, but I changed my mind, after what you did to my ass... Sorry, not sorry. You’ve gotta stop being a bitch every time the opportunity presents itself, El.”

  Eleanor stares at the two of them, cuddling, then toward Ena’s sex, her eyebrow twitching. “I already humiliated myself for you two loving birds today... And I’ll do it this once, because of what happened earlier, but-”

  “Eleanor,” Ena interrupts, half exasperatedly, half coldly, “Either shove your tongue in there, or admit you’re not woman enough for it, sweety.”

  Having frozen with her mouth still slightly opened, Eleanor narrows her eyes, the thought behind them clear; If Ena could do it, then there’s no way in Hell she’ll admit to not being able to.

  Knowing she has won, Ena smiles at the nephilim. “Put that bitch tongue of yours to good use for once, and make sure to lick every drop in there as you make me cum, okay?”

  Eleanor grimaces. “Behind that good girl facade of yous, you’re not that much better than me, pipsqueak; I’m just more honest. But fine... Enjoy having me this way, because it won’t happen again so easily.”

  “You’d do it if Sincir told you to...” Ena teases as the nephilim begins to lean toward her sex.

  “Fucking hell I would...” Eleanor murmurs.

  The moment her tongue touches Ena’s pussy, the half-elf shudders, her toes curling...

  “That’s right... Lap it all up like the bitch you are...” Ena whispers, releasing a moan as she does so.

  Eleanor growls, but she doesn’t stop licking, her eyes gleaming coldly as gres up and her jaw moves against her rival’s sex with increasing speed and eagerness.

  Seemingly unbothered by her gre, Ena watches her for a moment, smiling, before turning to him and narrowing her eyes. “Does it make you happy, you bastard sex demon? To have us pping your cum from each other’s pussy?”

  Sincir rolls his eyes. “Don’t think I haven’t noticed how much you’re getting off to it yourselves... And it’s not like I was the one to tell you to do it, so don’t even try to put this on me. Before the two of you begun bickering, I wanted to spend the day training, remember? In fact, I should be the one upset over being used as a tool for your stupid squabbles... Do you think my cum is a toy for your to py with, however you want?”

  Even as she shudders because of Eleanor’s licking, Ena’s eyes gleam guilty. “Sorry... I started all of this, didn’t I? And now we’re fucking like bunnies... Again.”

  Sincir snorts. “It’s fine... I’ve done enough sex in my life to put up with the urge fine enough, but the two of you are very new to it. Wanting to do it until you get it out of your system is natural... Tell me if you want to do something, and we’ll role-py it... Hopefully with a little less drama next time, I suppose.”

  “You’ll do anything?” Ena asks, breathlessly, as she arches her back slightly.

  “For you two...? I’d do a lot,” he admits, “But everything has a price... Push me too far, and you’ll face to consequences, sooner or ter; Py nice, and I’ll fulfil your fantasies, no matter how depraved.”

  Ena bites her lower lip, containing a moan. “I m-might’ve... Enjoyed d-defenceless Sin a lot...”

  He grimaces; Of course she’d go there. “Fine... I’ll let you have me again during your turn to supervise night training, once my mana is exhausted, but under the condition that you take it easy on the tickling; I’m not a fan.”

  Ena’s eyes widen slightly. “Really? T-that’s your only condition?”

  He snorts. “Make sure to not use the bed we’re about to sleep on, next time... Or, at least, aim at my mouth so I can drink it, and spare us from having to clean the mess ter...”

  Ena suddenly screams, her orgasm having reached her, and he covers her mouth with his, muffling her voice as he chuckles through their kiss...

  Once she is done shaking and moaning, he pulls away and smiles as her. “Good job taming our wild half-angel today.”

  Staring at him exasperatedly, Ena shakes her head. “You’re so irredeemable...”

  As Eleanor rises from in between Ena’s legs, she licks her lips, then gres at the two of them. “I’m gd you’ve made up... Now get the fuck out of my room.”

  Sincir raises an eyebrow. “Now that your fight with Ena is solved, I was going to suggest that we make it up to you for having invaded it to begin with, and for your cooperation in helping our girl... But if you really want, I’ll leave with her, and we can all meet for lunch downstairs... Or I could even bring your lunch up to you, if that’s better.”

  Eleanor narrows her eyes at him. “Make it up...? How?”

  Sincir tells Ena to move away from him, creating some space in between the two of them, then taps it with his hand while meeting Eleanor’s eyes once more.

  “...You do know this is my bed, right?” Eleanor growls.

  He chuckles. “Have some faith, love... Have I ever led you down a path that didn’t end in one of the best orgasms of your life?”

  Eleanor tightens her jaw, but the curiosity in her eyes is obvious, and after a moment, she sighs, her expression changing to one of acceptance as she begins to crawl up, lying in between the two of them.

  “Fine, let’s just fuck the whole day away...” she murmurs, “It’s not like there’s anything better we could be doing with our time...”

  Since her bed is meant for a single person, it is rather tight with the three of them lying next to each other, to put it lightly, so him and Ena end up mostly on top of a very grumpy-looking Eleanor...

  However, this is fine for what Sincir has in mind as her reward.

  “Is it a familiar ceiling, love?” he whispers next to her ear once they’ve all finished settling down, “Does it bring back memories...?”

  “Many, and not a single good one...” she retorts drily, “Your point?”

  “Did you ever imagine the two of us would be lying here one day...? All sweaty, naked, next to you...?” he continues, in the same tone as before, “Or maybe you imagined you’d have a bit more control over the situation, when it finally happened?”

  Dragging his foot against her ankle, and a hand up her tensed, defined abs, Sincir hooks her leg with his, gently spreading it open...

  Having maintained her gaze fixated on the ceiling, Eleanor swallows.

  “I might’ve... Imagined myself inviting one of you to spend the night, once or twice over these past two years...” she admits, “But I could’ve never imagined both of you being here at the same time.”

  Sincir chuckles. “You’ve been a very good girl recently... So you can rex and let us spoil you a little...”

  Once Ena smiles and imitates his movements, spreading Eleanor’s other leg, the nephilim shudders.

  “Wait... Maybe we should-” she tries, only to intake a sharp breath of air as he pinches her nipple while pcing a small, tentative lick against her neck...

  Once their eyes meet, he smiles at her. “No good memories, was it...? Let’s make a couple of them before the day is over, then...”