Reborn as a Succubus: Time To Live My Best Life!-Chapter 255 : Loyalty, Part Thirteen

The afternoon sun painted the academy gazebo in warm golden light as Melisa tried to focus on anything besides Isabella's perfect ass wiggling in her lap.

wiggle wiggle~

Isabella smirked back at her.

[Focus. You're discussing serious spy shit here. Stop thinking about how good her cock felt in your mouth this morning.]

"So let me get this straight," Armia said. Melisa also noticed Raven leaning against one of the gazebo's pillars, looking very edgy. "You found a secret nim resistance cell, discovered they have expert-level mages, saw a map of their targets, and got laid?"

"Well, when you put it that way, it sounds like I actually accomplished something," Melisa grinned as she gave Isabella's butt a light spank. "Though my head's still killing me from whatever the fuck they were serving at that bar. And, to be clear, no. I don't think they actually have expert-level mages. I think they're just delusional."

[I mean, I watched over a dozen nim cast over a dozen spells. I saw nothing that would make me think they were "experts".]

Isabella snorted.

"Dragon's Breath," she said. "It's a Yalmir drink though still invented by nim. Mommy Dearest let me try it a few times. Basically, pure alcohol with just enough magic to keep you from like, actually dying to it."

"Thanks for the warning," Melisa grumbled, absently watching Isabella move her butt in what was vaguely a lap dance. "Cause that sounds horrible."

"More importantly," Raven spoke up, "what are you going to do with this information?"

[Good fucking question.]

"I need to tell Aria first," Melisa sighed. "You know, she's kind of the queen. Finding out some nim are planning to attack various parts of Syux seems like something she should know about."

"And what about the hot sister?" Isabella waggled her eyebrows. "You gonna see her again?"

"I..." Melisa hesitated. "I probably shouldn't."

"But you want to."

For a moment, Melisa's mind flashed back to when Vira dove between her legs. That woman's tongue could be considered magical all on its own.

"... Yeah."

"Then you should," Isabella shrugged and, for a moment, Melisa wished she had a mind as simple as hers.

"I agree," Raven said, and that actually surprised Melisa. "Could be good for gathering more intel."

"Is that what we're calling it now?" Isabella asked dryly. "'Gathering intel'?"

"Hey, I'm basically a super spy now," Melisa smugly bragged. "Everything I do gathers intel. Even eating pussy."

"ESPECIALLY eating pussy," Isabella corrected. She then noticed Armia. The darian was staring off into the distance, her usual proud posture somehow diminished. "Hey, you okay over there?"

Armia startled slightly, like she'd forgotten where she was.

"I... no," she admitted after a moment. "I received orders this morning. I'm to report to the front lines tomorrow."

The playful atmosphere evaporated instantly.

"What?" Melisa asked. "So, they're going through with it already?"

"They are and they have," Armia's voice was quiet. "I'll be leaving later today."

"That's bullshit!" Isabella declared. Melisa agreed. Just thinking about it, she felt her blood beginning to boil, even though she'd heard the reasoning behind it from Aria herself. "Ugh, you shouldn't have to prove anything!"

"And yet I must." Armia's shoulders slumped. "I dunno. I kinda just wanna get it over with."

Melisa gave Isabella's butt a light tap and she got the message, letting Melisa stand. Then, Melisa went and instantly gave Armia a big hug. The darian wrapped her arms around her instantly.

"Well..." Melisa said, her voice muffled against Armia's boobs. "I hope you come back soon."

She still had barely any idea how this "comforting people" thing worked.

[Shit,] Melisa thought. [First this bubbling nim uprising, now this? When did everything get so complicated?]

"I'll figure it out," Armia said. "On the bright side, I'm finally gonna get to put the last year of training to use. That's something."

Melisa giggled.

Isabella stood up, walking over.

"Well... Before we go and handle all that nim stuff," Isabella slid her hand down Armia's back, past her darian tail, and got in a greedy squeeze of her ass, "how about we give you a proper farewell?"

Armia blushed.

"Goodness..." She sighed.

But, Melisa did notice.

[She didn't exactly say no,] she said, smirking herself as she reached for Armia's dick over her clothes.

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"Mom! I'm home!" Isabella called out as they entered the Summer residence. "And I brought friends!"

"In the kitchen!" Kimiko's voice rang back. "Also, friends? Are we having an orgy?"

"MOM!"

"What? Last time you brought 'friends' over you all fucked on my favorite couch! I'm still finding cum stains!"

"That was YOUR cum!" Isabella shot back. "You're the one who decided to jack off while watching!"

"Details, details."

Melisa glanced at Armia, who was turning an interesting shade of red. For someone who'd probably gotten laid more times in the past year than most Earth politicians had in their entire careers, she could still be adorably shy about sex being mentioned.

"Actually," Isabella said, her volume progressively lowering as they made their way through the house, "Armia's being sent to Rhaya tomorrow. We wanted to hang out before she has to leave."

"Hang out?" Kimiko's voice dripped with amusement. "Is that what they're calling it these days? Back in my day we just called it 'fucking our brains out.'"

"Gods, Mom, you're not THAT old."

They rounded the corner into the kitchen and-

[Oh sweet merciful fuck.]

Kimiko was wearing an apron.

... Just an apron. Her massive cock swung freely as she turned to greet them, still impressive even when soft. The sight instantly made Melisa's pussy throb with memories of how that monster felt inside her.

[How does she even walk with that thing?]

"Oh sweetie," Kimiko's expression softened as she looked at Armia. "Come here."

She pulled Armia into a hug, which meant the darian's face was immediately buried in Kimiko's tits. Not that anyone was complaining, least of all Armia.

"T-Thanks, Mrs. Summer," Armia mumbled into the kitsune's cleavage.

"How many times do I have to tell you to call me Kimiko?" She pulled back, giving Armia an appraising look. "Or Mommy, if you're feeling extra spicy."

Isabella rolled her eyes so hard they nearly got stuck.

"Stop trying to steal our girlfriend," Melisa said, emphasizing the 'our'. Though watching Kimiko manhandle Armia was doing things to her that she'd probably need to examine later.

Armia had... an odd reaction to that casual sentence. She kinda stared at Melisa for a beat or two, but didn't say anything.

"By the way," Kimiko added, still not letting go of the darian, but looking at Melisa, "your parents are having dinner at that new place in the noble quarter, dear. They invited me along but apparently a threesome wasn't what they had in mind for date night. Can you believe that? A nim couple NOT wanting their date to end in sex. Crazy. Also, Hazel's knocked out in the guest room, as well."

"Perfect timing," Isabella grinned, already tugging at her own clothes.

[Thank fuck,] Melisa thought. [The last thing I need is my whole family walking in on whatever's about to happen. Though they would probably just join in...]

"Now then," Kimiko clapped her hands together, her cock bouncing with the motion like it was waving hello, "who wants to help me give Armia a proper send-off?"

And, in an instant, clothes started flying.

[Well, at least Armia's getting a proper goodbye. Though...] Melisa smirked. [She might have trouble walking wherever she's headed after this. Oh well.]

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