Chapter 21: The Oath Of Crystal Tears I

  When Eine entered the room she wasn't sure what she should have been expecting but the scene was at once everything she'd assumed and a complete shock.

  As she'd expected, Rachel's room was a good bit rger than the ones her and the Shard Bearers had and on top of that she'd modified it extensively. The light was a dark pink bordering on purple instead of the stark white light in all other bedrooms, the bed was significantly bigger than Eine's, and the desk held an unreasonable assortment of sex toys. Not in the desk drawers, mind, but sitting on top.

  The giant bed was also surrounded by a magic circle. Not one drawn in chalk, though. Chalk was for hacks. Proper mages used conductive pens for their magic circles. Of course Eine had never worked with ritual circles but she knew enough to recognize them on sight. And so she knew that ritual circles had three basic functions as well as a fourth one that didn't quite count.

  The first was simply trapping the Winds of Magic inside them. Any circle drawn with intent could do that, chalk circles included. Except Eine had never had a reason for needing to trap the Winds anywhere when they flocked so readily towards her emotions. But she understood that for particurly precise workings such circles were useful as they allowed a mage to avoid contaminating their working environment.

  The second was to write down particurly complicated spells, ones with algorithms so long and difficult that no mortal mage could recite them from memory and ones where failing to recite them properly could have catastrophic results. These ones could be done in chalk but chalk could be smudged and when working with votile spells that could be dangerous. Even Eine's most complicated spells weren't anywhere near complicated or votile enough to require that sort of preparation, though.

  The third use was summoning magic. Certain types of magical creatures, such as angels, demons and Fae, could be summoned if one knew the correct ritual, which varied from individual to individual. The Lesser Key of Solomon included several authentic summoning circles as well as a whole lot of bogus ones. It made Eine wonder, though. Professor Stollos was allegedly Lucifer's grandson and the Lesser Key of Solomon included a summoning circle for a demon named Stollos. Would that ritual actually compel him to appear? Would it annoy him? Or was he merely named after that demon and there was no actual retion? Either way, Eine had never found herself in a position where she wanted to conjure up any being, fae or celestial or otherwise.

  The fourth use was more of a personal thing. Magic worked off of intent and emotions, so if a mage truly believed their magic would work better if they drew a circle to work it from then it probably would. But Eine was perfectly fine with using rhythms as her spell names instead of complicated circles.

  Either way, this circle was likely a combination of the first and second use. As the Professor had expined it to her, the moment she left the circle, or if the circle was destroyed, the energy she'd drawn in would go haywire, so it likely suspended the Winds and included a complicated spell that would activate once the circle was breached.

  Of course the reason Eine had to examine the room and the circle in such detail was that looking at the bed for any length of time took her breath away. On it y Jeanne and Rachel, both of them cd in nothing but transparent babydoll nighties.

  Jeanne was a gorgeous blonde with proportions very simir to Eine's own, that is to say tall, with muscur arms, legs and abs but rounded out by feminine curves, with shapely hips and generous breasts. Her hair was normally tied down in a braid but now she was letting it hang loose and it looked like a cascade of gold as it draped over her back, covering the snow-white nightie.

  Rachel on the other hand was a quintessential succubus. She was slender, with modest curves and lightly tanned skin, her wavy wine-red hair circling a face of such heart-stopping beauty that the first time Eine had met her she hadn't been able to think straight until Jordan had smacked the back of her head and called her a perv. And that had been when Rachel had been fully dressed. Now, cd in nothing but a cy bck babydoll, Eine had grown rock hard the moment she'd id eyes on her.

  The sight would have been arousing enough if the two of them had just been sitting on the bed waiting for her but instead they were kissing. They weren't ravenously making out with each other, they merely gently and softly explored each other's mouths and even that was enough to make Jeanne moan and whimper.

  With how they were seated on the bed Jeanne was facing away from Eine but Rachel had clearly seen her walk in so when they broke the kiss the succubus said:

  “Look who showed up.”

  Jeanne startled a bit and turned around to see Eine watching them.

  “I got her all ready for you, stud," Rachel said, giving one of Jeanne's generous breasts a squeeze.

  “Thanks," Eine said with a chuckle, “but I'd rather take things slow with both of you, okay?”

  “Uh-huh," Jeanne said, the quiet dignity she'd always exuded completely gone. Eine also noted that her lips were swollen and puffy from everything Rachel and her had been doing thus far.

  Rachel didn't answer with words but instead she slunk off the bed and walked up to Eine, wrapped her arms around the back of her neck and pulled her down into a kiss.

  Good Lord, Eine thought. Kissing Rachel was even better than she'd expected. She tasted sweet, like fruit and spice, and her lips were the softest Eine had ever kissed. She couldn't help but wrap her arms around Rachel, tracing the lines of her shoulder bdes and feeling her impossibly soft skin. The demon felt almost feverishly warm and Eine wondered if it was because she'd been making out with Jeanne of if this was normal for Rachel.

  As they kissed Eine felt Rachel's hand opening the buttons of her top. This wasn't some hapless fumbling, though. Rachel clearly knew exactly how to undress a partner and she did it with a slowness that bordered on excruciating.

  “Did I get all dressed up for nothing?" Eine asked as she broke the kiss.

  “I'm more interested in what's underneath the wrapping," Rachel murmured, her voice low and husky and seductive, then she turned backwards and asked: “You'd rather she were naked too, right?”

  Only then did Eine notice that Jeanne had been watching them kiss intently. The angel wasn't zoned out, as Eine had first assumed. She was ser-focused on the two of them, her breathing ragged and her face flushed, but Eine saw the same intelligence in her eyes that she always had.

  “Yes," Jeanne said, locking eyes with Eine.

  It was at that moment that Eine realized she'd never told Jeanne her dirty little secret. Would it scare her off? What then?

  She shook it off and instead focused on the here and now. As Rachel opened the st button and pushed the top off Eine's shoulders she took the opportunity to grab hold of Rachel's breasts and gave them a soft squeeze. They were perfect and firm and her nipples were already rock hard. Eine couldn't wait to py with them some more.

  “Come to bed, Eine," Rachel purred. “Let's have some fun.”

  “Um," Eine said, looking at Jeanne. “Before we start, there's something I need to tell you.”

  But Jeanne was shaking her head. “It's alright Eine. I already know.”

  “Y-you do?”

  “I have access to everyone's medical records," the angel said and Eine flinched. “I'm sorry, I should have told you sooner.”

  “And she agreed to help despite that," Rachel said. “Rex, Eine. Nobody has a problem with your little secret, least of all us.”

  Eine took a deep breath and then looked back up. “Okay.”

  And then Rachel bent down and pulled Eine's pants off in one swift motion.

  Eine yelped and only then did she notice that Rachel had at least left her boxer shorts on. She couldn't wear panties anymore but at least these boxers were pretty nice as these things went, pure cotton and nicely tailored instead of the tight boxer briefs she usually wore, which were comfortable and kept everything in pce but weren't exactly fashionable.

  “Wow, you really have a great body," Rachel said as she took a good look at Eine in her underwear.

  “I'm in great company then," Eine said as Rachel led her to the bed.

  Once there Rachel stepped behind her and shoved her onto the bed, right at Jeanne.

  Eine only just managed to stop herself from crashing into Jeanne and ended up on top of the angel with her hands on either side of Jeanne's face.

  The angel blushed as she looked up at her.

  “You seem a little different than normal," Eine told her.

  “Rachel convinced me that I should rex and enjoy myself every once in a while," Jeanne said. “I was long overdue for some rexation but I thought I couldn't afford to with the way things are. But right now, helping you is the best way for me to use my time so there is no reason not to enjoy myself while I do.”

  “Did you fuck with her mind?" Eine asked, gncing over to Rachel.

  “If I tried she'd have killed me," Rachel said. “No, she's just feeling a little fuzzy. We've had a lot of fun st night and before you came here.”

  “So I guess you aren't a virgin anymore," Eine said to Jeanne.

  “I haven't been a virgin for centuries," Jeanne said. “Rachel didn't take my first time. Just my first time in way too long.” And then she wrapped her arms around the back of Eine's neck and pulled her down into a kiss.

  Eine had never expected to be kissing the scary, gorgeous angel in charge of the armory but here she was, kissing those swollen, puffy lips and pying with that hot, squirming tongue as she leaned down and pressed their rge breasts together, enjoying the sensation of her breasts being cushioned by another pair.

  Eine lost herself in the kiss a little, forgetting that this woman was strong enough to destroy entire countries and just seeing her as a beautiful, needy girl who hadn't gotten any in way too long and was desperate to make up for lost time, until suddenly she felt a hand tangling in her hair before it yanked back, pulling her off of Jeanne's lips.

  “No fair," Rachel whined and mashed her lips against Eine's, invading her mouth with her tongue, before breaking the kiss and giving the exact same treatment to Jeanne.

  “So," Eine asked as the two were busy with each other, “how did the two of you do it? Rachel can change her body any way she likes, right?”

  “Wouldn't you like to know?" Rachel teased as she broke the kiss.

  Jeanne blushed and looked away.

  “I would," Eine said with a smirk.

  “Let's just say that Jeanne isn't very picky," Rachel finally said and Jeanne smacked her ass for the comment, causing the succubus to let out an obscenely sexy little moan. “Mmmhhaa!”

  “So, who do you want first?" Jeanne asked.

  “Do I have to choose?" Eine asked. “I thought we were just going to have fun together.”

  “I agree that threesomes are best when they're like that," Rachel said, “but in this case, sadly yes. We can fool around together but you need to have a bit of alone time with each of us so that we can grant you slivers of our souls. Ideally with as much skin contact as possible.”

  “So at least one round of good old-fashioned missionary for each of you?" Eine asked with a smirk.

  “Personally I prefer something more like mating press," Rachel said.

  “Mating... press?" Jeanne asked.

  “It's when your partner folds you in half and then fucks you into the bed as hard as they can, like they're trying to breed you," Rachel expined.

  Jeanne blushed.

  “Speaking of," Eine said. “You two are on birth control, right?”

  “Eine, I like you a lot and I think you are a great piece of ass but there is no way I'm getting saddled with a baby, not even yours," Rachel said.

  Eine smiled.

  “I'm on the pill," Jeanne admitted. “The same one Rachel hands out to all the girls at the compound.”

  “Of course what Jeanne failed to mention is that she took it yesterday, right before---” Rachel was cut off when Jeanne cmped a hand over her mouth and said:

  “That is not important right now. I am protected and that's what matters.”

  Eine was certain there was a story there but if Jeanne was embarrassed by whatever kinky sex py the two of them had indulged in then she wouldn't pry. Mostly because she was hoping one of them would spill it by accident ter.

  “Good," she said instead and then leaned down to kiss Jeanne again.

  Soon she felt Rachel uncsping her bra and immediately Jeanne's arms sneaked around her to run all over her back. Eine simply lost herself in the sensation of kissing the angel for a while until she felt Rachel's hands on her again, this time pulling down her boxers. She let it happen, too lost in the kiss to put up even a token amount of protest. With her boxers gone there was one less yer between her already rock-hard cock and Jeanne's scalding-hot pussy, only the soaked silk panties the angel wore still in the way.

  As soon as she felt the hardness against her Jeanne let out a moan and reached down to grasp Eine's cock, then her eyes flew wide and she broke the kiss. “Wormwood, are you sure this massive thing will fit?”

  “Wormwood?" Eine asked, her curiosity getting the better of her despite enjoying the attention. This hadn't been the first time she'd heard that word used as a curse, nor the fifth. Jeanne, Rachel and the Professor were all quite fond of it.

  “An old word for vermouth," Rachel expined. “It's the name of the star that falls to Earth and poisons all the rivers during the Apocalypse. Allegedly.”

  “Allegedly?" Eine asked.

  “Nobody really likes what Revetions has to say," Jeanne said, still stroking Eine's cock. “Like the fact that it rather unsubtly implies that the Angel Lord of Justice will fall from grace when in truth Gabriel's faith and conviction are beyond reproach.”

  “Beyond reproach?" Rachel asked. “That little snippet's got all of Heaven doubting the guy. I mean, don't get me wrong, Gabriel is a self-righteous ass, but he's a loyal self-righteous ass and yet half of you treat him like his fall is only a matter of time.”

  Jeanne winced. “I can't refute that. John has always been a bit of a firebrand.”

  “You knew him?" Eine asked. It didn't make sense. John had been dead for over a millennium by the time Jeanne had been born.

  “I know him," Jeanne corrected. “That's the worst part. He is still active in Heaven's affairs and he refuses to take back any of what he wrote.”

  “You know, it kind of feels like you're trying to distract us," Rachel said.

  “Hardly," Eine said, thrusting her hips against Jeanne's hand still wrapped around her cock. “It's just fascinating. You two are real, incredibly beautiful people and yet you talk about historical figures and great angels like they're just people. Hell," she said, looking at Jeanne, “you are a famous historical figure. And right now you're jerking me off. It's surreal.”

  Rachel leaned in close to murmur into her ear: “If you're half of what Stollos thinks you can become then you will go down in history as well, Eine.”

  Eine swallowed at that. “I don't want that kind of responsibility. I just want to keep the people I love safe.”

  “You should have thought of that before becoming such a force of nature," Jeanne said, still stroking Eine's cock with one hand and squeezing one of her own breasts with the other.

  “I'm still not sure if Stollos had the right of it or not when he created this ritual," Rachel said, “but right now I'm grateful to him. We have the opportunity to be the king-makers. And there's no one more deserving than you.”

  “Why?" Eine asked.

  Jeanne grabbed Eine's shoulders and flipped her over so the brunette was now lying on her back. The angel straddled her and pressed a finger against her chest, right between her breasts. “Because you, dear Eine, don't want this power for yourself. You want it to protect those you care about.”

  “I think you're giving me way too much credit," Eine said.

  “It's cute that you think that," Rachel said, crawling up behind Eine and pcing the brunette's head on her p, then started stroking her hands over her cheeks. “But you managed to strike a blow against Stollos.”

  “He was just testing me," Eine said. “I could tell how much he was holding back.”

  “He has defeated companies of angels while holding back more," Jeanne said. “And you didn't just manage to hit him, you managed to strike him non-lethally while avoiding his onsught almost entirely.”

  “Is he seriously that strong?”

  “He's stronger," Rachel said. “I don't think you understand the depths of his power. He shares daddy's blood.”

  “That doesn't really tell me much," Eine said.

  “You've gotten a glimpse at how strong Jeanne is, right?”

  Eine swallowed. It was hard to reconcile the unfathomable power she'd felt radiating off of Jeanne back in Albion with the gorgeous woman cd in lingerie currently straddling her.

  Rachel continued: “Now imagine power an order of magnitude stronger than that and you have an idea of how strong the Lords are. And now consider that daddy is yet another order of magnitude stronger than them. And while Stollos isn't as powerful as daddy he's still easily at the level of one of the Lords. Hell, he used to be one.”

  “Couldn't he just solve this mess on his own then?" Eine asked.

  “Like the Lords Stollos is so strong that he has trouble compressing his power enough to work on the mortal pne," Jeanne said. “Beings like Rachel and me are about the strongest who can operate on this pne for any length of time without overtaxing reality. If he ever truly flexed his power it would act as a beacon to any truly powerful beings that would mean us harm."

  “So he's too strong to be useful to us?" Eine asked.

  “So long as he kept himself to roughly our level of power he could act just fine," Rachel said. “But right now his assistance would do little more than cost you guys EXP. If the base ever comes under attack expect him to retaliate with extreme prejudice, though. This project is his baby now.”

  “That's fair," Eine said, then reached out and grabbed Jeanne's hips.

  “And here I thought you were trying to distract us again," the angel said.

  “Not at all," Eine said, her hands moving higher, along Jeanne's waist, slipping underneath the babydoll nightie. “So whose idea was the sexy lingerie?”

  “Mine," Jeanne said, squirming under Eine's touch and grinding her crotch into Eine's a little.

  “Really?" Eine asked, slipping her hands even higher and squeezing Jeanne's breasts.

  “Yeah," Rachel said. “My idea was to just go at it like bunnies so that we could wait for you all naked and flush and sweaty.”

  “Oh?" Eine asked, rubbing Jeanne's nipples through the thin fabric, slowly coaxing them to stand at attention. “So this was the more modest option, then?”

  “Yeah," Jeanne said. “Isn't unwrapping part of the fun?”

  “I dunno," Eine said. “Right now I just want to make you come without even taking those panties off.”

  “Is that so?" Jeanne asked, still grinding against Eine's erection as she looked from the brunette up to Rachel. “Is that really what she wants?”

  “Shouldn't I know best?" Eine asked.

  Rachel reached down and squeezed her breasts before she said: “I can sense people's desires. No matter how much you want to keep it hidden, it's clear as day to me.”

  “And what naughty thoughts is she hiding?" Jeanne asked.

  “That's the problem," Rachel said. “There's a lot there that she wants to do but no deep, dark desires she feels ashamed of. Her deepest fantasy has already come true.”

  Eine could feel herself blush.

  “And what would that be?" Jeanne asked.

  “You're rubbing against it right now," Rachel said, her eyes flicking down to where Jeanne was grinding her pussy against Eine's cock. “Now that she has it, there's nothing that stands out. She wants to drive you crazy with it and without it, she wants to bend both of us over, she wants to... ooo, that's fun.”

  “What is?" Jeanne asked.

  “She wants us to eat each other out while she takes turns fucking us," Rachel said with a grin.

  Eine's cheeks felt like they were on fire.

  “Sounds fun," Jeanne agreed. “What else?”

  “All simple stuff," Rachel said. “But she's really super curious about what we did st night...”

  Jeanne hid her face in her hands. “Are you just saying that to tease me?”

  “No, it's true," Rachel said, then leaned forward and gently pried Jeanne's hands away from her face. “Do you regret it?”

  “No," Jeanne admitted after a long pause. “But it was mortifying.”

  “But that's what made it fun, right?" Rachel said and then gently kissed the angel.

  “Right," Jeanne whimpered when they broke the kiss.

  Eine was desperately curious but then she tried her damnedest not to think about how curious she was, given that Rachel could apparently sense her desires.

  “Fuck, she's really desperate to find out about it," Rachel said. “Maybe we should give her a demonstration?”

  “Absolutely not," Jeanne said. “That's just for the two of us.”

  Rachel's expression twisted into a wolfish grin. “Does that mean you want to do it again?”

  Jeanne hesitated for a long moment before she said: “... Yes.”

  Eine expected Rachel to make a lewd comment about that but instead the succubus said, in an incredibly seductive voice: “Then shall we find something that's just for the three of us?”

  Jeanne licked her lips. “What did you have in mind?”

  Rachel smirked and leaned in close. “How about you start by sucking her cock?" she asked and then gave Jeanne a slow, sexy, open-mouthed kiss.

  When they finally broke the kiss Jeanne swallowed, then nodded and began to slide off of Eine but the brunette caught her. The angel looked back at her, confused.

  “Flip around," Eine said. “I want to taste you.”

  Jeanne nodded before turning around and pulling her panties off. When she was done Eine guided her to straddle her face before she leaned down, her face hovering over Eine's rock-hard cock.

  “Now we're cooking with gas," Rachel said as she crawled out of the way to let them get into a proper 69 position.

  But Eine tuned her out. Just inches away from her face was Jeanne's pussy, clean shaven with only a single neatly groomed tuft of golden hair above it and already dripping with excitement, framed by her perfectly formed ass. She reached out and grabbed Jeanne's hips, then pulled her down until her lips made contact.

  Jeanne tasted sweet and fresh and just musky enough to tell her that the angel was really into it, and Eine lost herself as she explored her pussy with her mouth, licking and sucking and nibbling. Or she tried to lose herself but a moment after she started she felt a warm, tight, coiling wetness enveloping her cock.

  Eine knew intellectually that Jeanne wasn't a virgin but even so she hadn't expected Jeanne to be so good at giving head. She licked and sucked just right, working the tip in all the right ways, alternating between teasing the head and going deep down, taking her cock with surprising ease. Now that she had an idea of how difficult sucking cock was she was even more amazed that Jeanne was doing it so effortlessly. And just as she got into the groove of licking Jeanne's pussy as the angel kept sucking her she felt Rachel's hands pushing her legs up.

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