It takes a moment, and she does so cursing, but Eleanor returns to her previous position so they can have Ena smell her other armpit.

  “I hate the two of you so fucking much!”

  Sincir rolls his eyes. “Stop being a crybaby... We’re almost done, anyway.”

  Eleanor clenches his teeth as he approaches Ena from her, who throws the nephilim an apologetic look which she ignores.

  “Just get it over with... I swear, Ena...” Eleanor murmurs, her cheeks being still slightly blushed from what happened before.

  This time, the half-elf maintains her expression carefully neutral as she takes a slow breath off of Eleanor’s armpit, followed by a second one...

  Eleanor shudders, blushing some more, but she doesn’t move away until he nods at her, moment which she quickly lowers her elbows, gring at him as she does so.

  “What did we learn?” he asks while sustaining her gre.

  Eleanor grimaces. “No more... Bickering during training, or outside, in the field,” she murmurs.

  “Good. Now open your mouth for me, so we can go through your turn.”

  Ena’s eyes widen slightly, and she actually tries to move away from his grip, but since he expected a simir reaction from her, Sincir manages to maintain his hold over her hair, rolling his eyes as she twists herself desperately.

  “Eleanor; Mouth,” he repeats, causing the nephilim - who had been watching Ena’s struggle with a smile on her face - to shudder.

  “Okay... Sorry, pipsqueak. I’ll try to be fast, at least, unlike you...”

  Once Eleanor obediently opens her mouth wide, Sincir grabs Ena’s underwear, which he had left over the bed, near them, and pces it inside.

  Ena begins to struggle harder, and seeing that she is very close to using her hands, Sincir clicks his tongue.

  “Do not make me tie you up, Ena; You won’t like what will happen then... Be a good girl, and it’ll end fast.”

  She groans, cursing at him muffledly, but does stop her struggling, allowing him to press her body against him in order to expose it to Eleanor, who already has her hands obediently crossed at her back.

  “I’ll let you choose where to start, love... If you cooperate, I’ll let it go with only two breaths per sweaty body part, and it’ll spare me the trouble of having to tie up Ena.”

  She nods, shifting her gaze toward Ena’s tensed body as she does so... Ena squirms slightly underneath the nephilim’s eyes, quickly pulling her feet away as though trying to hide it.

  Having obviously notice the gesture, Eleanor snorts; However, instead of trying to force something, she looks up, meeting Ena’s gaze, and raises an eyebrow at the half-elf, her gaze questioning.

  Ena blinks, stopping her squirming, and, after a moment of sustaining the nephilim’s gaze, drops her shoulders, hesitantly raising her left foot and extending it forward.

  Sincir smiles, being satisfied by the fact they seem to be cooperating at st, and says nothing.

  Once Eleanor begins to lean forward, Ena shudders, trembling sightly, but maintains her position, most likely in virtue of Eleanor’s eyes being still locked against hers...

  Eleanor approaches Ena’s foot, then smells it twice, slowly and deeply, her expression carefully neutral. Although Ena is red as a tomato, she still extends her other foot forward once the nephilim is done with first one...

  “...See? That wasn’t nearly as bad with the two of you cooperating, and if you keep that lesson in mind, you’ll be able to finish today’s punishment without any trouble,” he tells them as Eleanor’s gaze turns a little past Ena’s feet, toward her bottom.

  Ene shudders, shaking her head.

  “...C’mon, Ena, that’s three breaths now,” he whispers at her, his tone comforting, “You don’t want Eleanor to go through any more of a hard time than she needs to, right?”

  Ena gres at him, her eyes slightly teary, before looking at Eleanor once more, who meets her gaze unflinchingly, nodding once.

  Sincir himself could’ve cried over the dispy of comradery... To think that after years of living and training together, something like this is what finally made it so they were able to cooperate... Unbelievable.

  “...See? She is willing to get through this with you,” he continues, in the same comforting tone, “But she’ll need your help too... Are you ready to give her a bit of trust, love?”

  Ena shudders, squirming slightly... Then, after another gnce toward Eleanor’s open expression, finally nods, slowly raising her legs and spreading them before the nephilim.

  Eleanor looks down, toward the half-elf’s now expose sex and asshole, then slowly leans forward, her eyes gleaming pyfully as she takes a small breath off of her visibly wet pussy...

  Ena groans, her toes curling as she shudders again, and Eleanor moves on, this time pressing her nose against the other girl’s puckered hole, and taking a slow, deep breath against it...

  “Easy now, idiot...” Sincir murmurs, his voice having become slightly hoarse, “This is supposed to be a punishment, remember?”

  Eleanor snorts softly, taking two more deep breaths against of Ena’s asshole, then shifts her gaze toward the girl’s upper body.

  Knowing what comes next, Ena grimaces, but she does still raises her elbows above her head in order to give Eleanor access to her slightly wet armpits... Upon the vision of the trembling half-elf exposing herself yet again, Eleanor doesn’t hesitate in moving up, gently rubbing her body against the other girl’s as she does so...

  Four deep breaths ter, and the both of them are panting slightly, their faces slightly red, and looking as though they’re ready for another round of fucking, is their feverish eyes are anything to go by.

  “Good job. With this, I hope you’ve learned that helping each other makes for a much better course of action than the opposite... You can take off your gags now, but keep your hands behind your backs.”

  Honestly, he was going to end their punishment here, but it worked far too well so far, and they seem ready for more, so Sincir decides to push them some more.

  As Eleanor and Ena spit the other’s now drenched panties from their mouths, he rises and looks for some of their clothes, which he uses to tie their arms in the position they had been holding them.

  While the two of them stare at him curiously, he smiles at them. “Should I stop here? What comes next will be a lot harder... Are you up for a challenge?”

  They exchange looks.

  “That... Felt really weird, but kinda nice, near the end,” Ena murmurs coyly, “El...?”

  Eleanor licks her lips, blue eyes hungry-looking as she stares toward Ena’s body. “It made me want to eat you up, pipsqueak,” she whispers hoarsely, “All of you...”

  Ena shudders. “I think that means she wants to keep going, Sin.”

  He snorts. “Very well, then, but I warned you, so no compining ter, okay? For the next part of your punishment, I want you to hub those needy lips against each other as I go down for food... You are to keep each other from coming without stopping, and your tongues busy so that you can’t speak... Think of it as another exercise to learn how to cooperate better; If you’re both mindful of the other, you’ll be able to get through this without without any troubles, but if you fight against each other, one of you will fail the challenge.”

  Assuming he doesn’t need to state the obvious (that there would be consequences for failing), Sincir begins to look for his clothes as Eleanor slowly approaches a hesitant-looking Ena.

  “E-El, that sounded really hard... Shouldn’t we talk about this first...?”

  “Keep it slow, and we’ll be fine,” Eleanor murmurs, “As long as we don’t purposefully mess with the each other, it should be easy... Truce?”

  Ena swallows. “I... Okay, I’ll py nice, and I’ll trust you... W-wait, give me a second to-”

  But Eleanor is already leaning down to kiss her, causing Ena to moan softly once their mouths lock together...

  It takes some twisting, since their hands are tied at their backs, but they do manage to press their sexes together while sitting over the bed, beginning to gently rub against the other through their kiss...

  Having dressed himself, Sincir casts a brief cleaning spell on top of his body and clothes, before smiling at them.

  “Remember the rules; No speaking, no stopping, and no cumming,” he reminds them, “I’ll go down now, have my lunch, and then bring some food up for you... Water, too. And then I’ll give you your st punishment for the day... It’ll be fun, I promise.”

  Leaving the girls to their make-out session, he quickly heads down to grab lunch, assuming Rez and No are done with it by now.

  He can hear their voices as soon as he reaches the staircase, locked in some sort of argument about who is responsible for scrubbing the pen burned in the process of making today’s lunch...

  “No, you do it,” he says as he walks in, “You were the one who burned it, weren’t you? Saying Rez should do it because she is responsible for the dishes today doesn’t make sense.”

  No grimaces, gring at him, and he raises an eyebrow at her, sustaining her gaze... After a moment, she groans, sighing.

  “Fine... I’ll defer to your decision. I was about to go up to tell you food is growing cold, but I guess I’ll go scrub this, since you’re already here.”

  “Want me to cast a spell on it?” he offers after noticing how badly burned the pen is.

  No shakes her head. “I have nothing else left to do, in any case... At least until we can clean Eleanor’s room, or dinner time comes around. Think you’ll stop using it as a love nest anytime soon?”

  Having been about to drink a cup of water, Sincir coughs. “Sorry,” he murmurs while throwing her an apologetic look.

  No waves her hand dismissively. “Forget it... You’ve given me results, and I can finally see an end to all of this at the horizon... Temporarily living as a maid in the equivalent of a brothel is a small price to pay for such benefits.”

  Rez stops gring at No for long enough to cock her head. “Brothel?”

  “It’s a pce where people pay money to mate,” he expins, “No is being mean by comparing it our house, but I have to admit we deserve it, after everything we’ve put her through.”

  The half-goblin nods, seemingly satisfied with his expnation. “Food,” she says, pointing toward the table, which appears to have been set for a while now, “Almost cold now.”

  “Sorry,” he murmurs again, feeling his cheeks grow slightly hotter as he goes to grab a pte for himself.

  At least the two of them weren’t left out of the action recently, even if he has done his best to stay away from No... It’s fine to enjoy a day with the girls, right? They’re all doing their best...

  By the time he has sat down with a pte of food, having cast a fire spell to heat it up slightly, Sincir hears his stomach growling.

  Thinking that Ena and Eleanor must be simirly hungry, he decides to hurry with his lunch.

  “Say, did you reach a conclusion about Daniel yet?”

  Over the mention of Daniel, No jumps, nearly dropping her brush as she turns to gre at him.

  “Daniel, my knight? Who will remain as such?”

  Sincir raises an eyebrow at her. “You’re going to tell him it’s over, then? Next time you see him?”

  Going back to her pen, No shakes her head exasperatedly. “Of course I will... There was never any chance of something of the sort working in between us...”

  Sincir rolls his eyes. “Why not? You said you were thinking about leaving once things are solved with those cultists, which means you wouldn’t be a noble anymore... And he wouldn’t be your knight if you’re no longer a noble, would he?”

  No freezes, than shakes her head again. “He... He has no reason to come with,” she murmurs, “Once he is liberated of his shackles to my family, he’ll be free to live his life as he wishes...”

  “Does he have-”

  Feeling something brush against his leg, Sincir jumps, quickly looking down as he finds Rez on her knees under the table, smiling at him while pcing a finger over her lips.

  “Sin say any time,” she whispers under her breath, red eyes gleaming mischievously.

  ...He did say that, didn’t he? Fuck, there should be a rule somewhere invalidating promises made when a girl has her mouth around a man’s tool.

  Shifting his eyes toward No once more, who still has her back to him as she continues to scrub their pen, Sincir clears his throat. “Listen, No, the question is; Does he have any reason to stay?”

  Feeling the half-goblin’s hands reach for his pants, Sincir grimaces, trying to push her away with his knees, but she ignores him...

  “A cousin... Also aiming to become a knight,” No murmurs, so low he is almost unable to hear her, “She adores him... But other than that, no... He has little love for this city, as do I.”

  “T-then I don’t see why you couldn’t be together...”

  Quickly gring toward the mischievous half-goblin once she finally manages to free his member, now staring at it with a hungry look on her face, Sincir clears his throat again while shifting his gaze back to No.

  “...I mean, if nothing else, I bet he has good stamina, and he is handsome enough, with big h-hands... You do you know what they say about guys with big hands, right?”

  No curses, nearly dropping their pen, and he forces his expression to remain neutral as she turns to gre at him over her shoulder.

  “I’ll pretend I didn’t hear any of that; Regardless, why are you trying so much to pair us together, anyway?”

  Because he can’t take every damn woman in the city as his girlfriend.

  “Call me a romantic... And I feel bad for you, locked in here, surrounded by sex, without getting any... I also think it’d make the both of you a lot happier, considering your history together. Why not give yourself a chance to be happy, for once?”

  No stares at him for a moment, before sighing as she returns to her scrubbing. “What... What do you think I should do? I mean... How do I...?” she asks softly, her voice uncertain.

  Sincir bites his lower lip, throwing Rez another dirty look while forcing his melting brain to remain functioning.

  “If you’re asking me how do you tie the knot, I’d say there’s no reason to worry... Since he is your knight, just order him to undress with that uptight expression of yours, and I bet he’d be on his knees, naked, before you’ve finished the s-sentence,” Sincir says, barely managing to keep a moan from escaping as he does so.

  No hisses. “Anyone who’d do such a thing doesn’t deserve their tittles or nds, let alone a knight!”

  “M-maybe... But I bet you’d be realizing his f-fantasies...”

  Being no longer able to contain himself, Sincir tightens his jaw, then grabs Rez’s head, forcing it down until he feels her throat cmping around his cock... Five thrusts in, and he feels his orgasm approaching, at which point he allows the half-goblin to pull her head back slightly...

  Watching her sucking on his member’s head with a happy expression as she drinks, Sincir swallows, containing a groan, and throws No another gnce in order to make sure she is still looking away from them.

  “...And if the both of you are happy with it, who cares?” he continues, trying his best to keep his strained voice neutral.

  No sighs, her shoulders dropping. “...Order him to undress, you said?”

  Quickly fixing his pants once Rez finally crawls away from him with a satisfied look on her face (thank the Lords), Sincir smiles. “Something of the sort... Ask him to come somewhere private with you, pretending you’re about to criticize him... Maybe even throw in some real criticism while you’re at it... And once the two of you are alone, tell him you’ve decided to punish him for his inability... I’m sure you can come up with a proper punishment, from there.”

  No snorts. “Yes, I can see how that would make his day... Fine, perhaps I’m allowing my fears to cloud my judgment when it comes to Daniel. And I... Maybe it is true I feel something for him other than what a dy should, for her knight...”

  “Just give it some thought,” he tells her as he hurries to finish the rest of his food, “I’m not exactly a prophet, so I can’t guarantee it’ll work out for you, but I think it’s worth a shot... Don’t you?”

  No sighs, and he can tell her hands are shaking slightly, but she nods. “I... I suppose I do.”

  Sincir smiles. “Look, if it doesn’t work out, look for me, and I’ll hug you while you cry, okay? We can talk about how to best punish criminals again, until you feel better...”

  ...And in that case, he’ll fuck that uptight ass hard enough to make up for the lost time; He is nice, but not that nice, alright?

  No snorts softly. “I’ll keep it in mind... Thank you, Sincir. For everything.”

  “No worries... I’m going up to give the girls some food. Call if you need something, okay? Don’t be afraid to interrupt us if it’s something serious.”

  Having finished his lunch, Sincir makes a second pte, with food for two, then grabs a jar with water, plus a cup... It is a bit of a struggle to carry everything up the staircase without dropping something, but he manages.

  Since he has both his hands busy, and the girls are supposed to be still making out, he doesn’t bother knocking at Eleanor’s door, using his elbow to move the handle while walking in, and then softly kicking the door closed at his back.

  Immediately shifting his eyes toward the bed, he finds the girls as a mess of sweaty skin, slop kissing, and desperate humping... It doesn’t take more than a gnce to see that they’ve kept to the rules of their game, even if it seems as though they’re about to reach their limits soon.

  Approaching the bed, Sincir clears his throat. “Okay, you’re good... Stop kissing for a second so I can give you some water... Cum if you want, you can do it now.”

  Ena immediately moans out loud, beginning to shake as Eleanor wraps her legs around her and rubs against her sex faster and harder, driving the half-elf to arch her back and roll her eyes...

  Setting the pte of food he brought for them over Eleanor’s nightstand, Sincir smiles as he fills a cup of water, then sips a mouthful from it, sitting next to them.

  It doesn’t take long before Eleanor turns toward him, blue eyes gleaming intensely as he leans over for a kiss, mouth-feeding her the water.

  “...More!” she murmurs hoarsely once their lips are apart, having never stopped her scissoring.

  Seeing the desperate look in her eyes, Sincir brings the cup to her mouth this time, allowing her to drink all of it...

  Two full cups ter, he turns toward Ena, giving her one as well... Except she stares at him with disappointment, once he tries to bring the cup to her mouth.

  “Kiss!” she demands.

  Sincir rolls his eyes, but he does comply, mouth-feeding her some water as well...

  Since Eleanor doesn’t seem she is about to cum anytime soon, he tells them to stop once Ena is done drinking water. Once they’re apart, panting slightly, the two of them exchange looks, smiling slightly at each other.

  “I feel a bit like a lost,” Ena murmurs, “I was actually trying to make you cum at the end there...”

  Eleanor shakes her head. “I’m sorry, but just rubbing almost never does it for me... It has nothing to do with you, I promise.”

  Ena nods. “It’s fine, I could tell you weren’t fighting against me... I’d offer for a high-five, or a fist bump, but you know...”

  Ena turns around, showcasing her tied hands while wiggling her fingers, and Eleanor snorts, rolling her eyes.

  “Fine, hip bump; Let’s go.”

  To Sincir’s shock, they actually do it, rising to their knees over the bed and lightly bumping their asses by turning on opposite directions...

  Seeing them do something of the sort naked is enough to give him a boner, strangely, and Sincir clears his throat once they’re done, having turned their gazes toward him.

  “Good job... The two of you did very well until now, but I won’t lie, this st exercise is-”

  “Just tell us what to do,” Ena interrupts, smiling at him, “You promised you’d get us to work together better, and it has worked so far... El, how are feeling?”

  Eleanor grins at him. “Whatever... Get through your perverted fantasies so that we can eat and take a bath already. I figure the bathtub would fit all three of us at once, wouldn’t it?”

  Lords, they really are relentless...

  Shaking his head exasperatedly, Sincir reaches for the pte he put down earlier, then casts a heating fire spell to warm it up until it begins to release a good amount of steam.

  “Last chance to back out,” he offers them, “Before I start torturing the two of you for my amusement.”

  Seeing the now steaming pte of food, Ena swallows. “Okay... Torture, huh...? Fine, convince me.”

  He snorts. “You two brats ruined my day one too many times recently, and had Eleanor not jumped me when I was at me weakest, none of this would’ve happened... Look at us, fucking the day away when we have a billion other things to do, and poor No has to clean the house with Rez... Do you have any idea how much harder you’ve made things for me, as your teacher?”

  Eleanor smiles, rolling her eyes. “Oh, you poor baby, forced to fuck your two hot students against your will...”

  He grimaces. “Shut up. Anyway, the purpose of this exercise is, again, to teach you how to cooperate better, but also how to make decisions under pressure, and how to keep your head clean under stressful situations... Are you up for it?”

  Ena sighs. “If I backed out now, I’d look like a coward, so no choice, really... But I want a message during our bath, and a promise of nice sex tonight, without drama, edging, or torture... I’m sorry if it’ll be a little boring for you, El, but I just want to cuddle with the two of you some more, like we did earlier. Deal?”

  “Deal,” he promises, before grinning at them, “So... Who wants to eat first?”