Matthew White
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I acted like I missed the sudden sharpness not-Delia’s gaze as I leaned forward, pressing my lips against her wetness. A guttural moan escaped her throat despite her best effort, throaty and rich, the kind that would have awakened my arousal if that task hadn’t been already completed by her unlimited beauty. When she looked me back again, after half a minute where she did her best to watch the ceiling, her face was marked with frustration. Not the frustration of disappointment. Even if I was keeping…
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The sensation that immediately followed the realization that I had been tricked was an interesting feeling. A part of that was no doubt unpleasant, like being hit by a surprise water attack without the slightest hint. Yet, just like water hitting one’s face in the middle of a hot summer day, it was invigorating. With everything that was happening, I was starting to believe that, at least in Silver Spires, everything was under my control. And being wrong on that aspect was dangerous, but there was one…
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I was curious what kind of objective led her to decide that getting me drunk in the particular way she decided to employ was a good idea. She didn’t give me any sign about the reason as she limited herself to leaning back, watching me smugly. I continued to eat the pastries she had prepared with great ‘effort’, giving her the opportunity she needed to speak. Though, I had to admit that, enjoying the carefully-prepared breakfast while she shuffled in her seat carefully to maximize the impact of her…
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The sight Dalia created as she leaned over the table ‘carelessly’ as she put together a plate for me was beautiful even without factoring the way her dress failed against the attraction of the gravity. And the way her breasts continued to defy that attraction determinedly just enhanced the view further, competed by a momentary glimpse of her nipples, beautifully hard in anticipation. Even as I enjoyed the sight, however, a stab of annoyance remained. After all, with her level low enough to give me…
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It was not without a reason that I was not glowing with happiness even as the first stage of my grand experimentation was a success, and I had identified why my mana had worked much better than the others to contain Divine Spark. Tantric. In a way, that was obvious considering it was only after receiving that ability I was able to help the ladies that shared my affection in many different ways, from easily refilling their mana in an efficiency that was impossible to copy to help them level up…
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However, before delving deeper into the question of why my storage was better, I first needed to suppress the sudden flicker of doubt on the face of the headmistress. Unfortunately, I had no option but to be honest. “I have no idea, ” I answered as I looked at her sharp eyes, doing my best to convey honesty. Though, amusingly, I used Speech and Charisma the same way if I had been trying to trick her. The irony was hard to deny. Luckily, the irony of my actions didn’t prevent it from working.…
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When I arrived at the headmistress’ room, I found it decorated with crystal pillars once again, glowing softly as they charged with her unique-natured mana, pushing the oppressive darkness of the wards she used to block the System. She was once again dressed in her gold-embroiled armor, carrying a sword, her beautiful wings carrying an impressive sight with their soft glow. Unfortunately for her, I had already seen her dressed like that before, so I noticed other details. Like the subtle hint of…
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The mark of existence for another source of Divine Spark was not exactly welcome, especially since it pushed an already-complicated situation to a new level, making Aviada’s disappearance an even bigger puzzle to solve. Like things weren’t difficult enough with the elements acting wild and women disappearing behind the reach of the system. Naturally, I didn’t leave the area immediately after discovering the divine spark. I stuck around, spending the next couple of hours doing my best to discover…
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I was already flaring my mana as I stepped back to the material dimension, afraid that crazy fire and water would have driven closer. Considering the impact they had on the mana, I had no intention of testing their impact directly. Luckily, they were still tangling in the distance with all the intelligence and control of rabid animals, giving me a chance the focus on the more immediate problem. The corrosive energies of the Arcana dimension, threatening to melt both my equipment and my skin. I flared…
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I stood still, looking at the out-of-control rainbow fire, my mind running wild as I tried to process what happened when Carla hugged me hysterically. Understandable, considering she had watched her patrol decimated, her allies escape to abandon her, her best friend lost in great peril. “Help her,” she gasped as she tried to swallow her cries. Although I understood her concerns, sympathized with that even, I didn’t have the time to cater to them in the middle of such an emergency. I put on her…
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