Note: Soma here is 18, Cill is 32(further explanation about her age and appearance will come later)

Another night had gone by, and Cill woke up with a youngster wrapped in her arms. Lightly snoring against her breasts with his cheeks flushed red, he seemed as soft as a toy and yet rock hard against her legs. Running her fingers across his cheek, Cill hummed to herself, wondering how a man could be so frail-looking.

Ever since she'd set her claim on Soma, the young man hadn't left her room, and in the morning they studied, and at night she made love to him. Being shy and intimidated by a sage, the youngster would often remain lying, while she had to take charge. Seeing him under her body, she couldn't help but feel old for the difference in their size was twice as much, making him almost seem like her son instead of her lover.

'Hmm, I took your virginity, and you took mine.' Dwelling on that thought, she was reminded of something that she'd heard in passing. 'The first time it creates a strong bond. Nonsense, surely?'

Betraying her own words, she leaned closer to her face and planted a brief kiss on his cheek. Feeling his breath through his parted lips, she felt a slight tickling sensation running up her skin. And although she pulled her head away from him next, her arms held him tight with his face buried between a pair of massive tits, each the size of his dainty head.

The first time she'd done so, he'd woken up gasping for breath, but ever since getting used to her scent, Soma slept sweeter the longer she cuddled him with him the same way. Taking advantage of the situation, she ran her fingers down his spine, feeling every vertebrae as she went along. As her hand landed on his cute buttocks, she fought the urge to grip him, and yet the draw was far too much, and she decided to give in.

Swallowing the saliva pooled up in her mouth, she still tried to convince herself that she hadn't fallen in love with a man far too young for her.

'It's just… I need to keep up the act.' Stamping reason to her actions, she slipped two fingers down the curve of Soma's buttocks. Pressing them against his scrotum the moment she felt it, she quickly spread her fingers to lightly poke against each of his balls. 'He needs to be healthy to make me pregnant when the time comes.'

Her heart was pounding like a piston, and with Soma's face trapped between her sweating breasts, the beating almost served as a lullaby. Using her body to control the young man, she'd had him gripped tight within her fingers. After all, how could a young man resist the call to be an older woman's lover? And that too, the woman being one of their teachers? The taste of a woman with a mature smell that reeked of sweat and yet tasted like honey, there was something hypnotic about it, especially once his face was sandwiched between a pair of massive tits.

'For a boy so cute and frail,' touching Soma's cock, Cill wrapped her hand around it. 'He has such a big fucking cock. I wasn't expecting it. Fucker almost made me break character the first time by making me cum, and all he did was just lie there.'

Looking at his face again while stroking his dick with one hand and moving a few of his bangs to the back of his head, Cill breathed through her lips and fought the urge to kiss him again. To her, he was no different than a squeeze toy. Meant to be held and release one's tension with. And yet, something within her kept stirring whenever she looked at him.

In a moment of weakness, she leaned her head down to reach his forehead that was sticking out from between her breasts. But before she could land a kiss, the lock to her room's door twisted open. Flinching at the sudden noise, she lifted her head and watched her sister–the maid, walking right in. Holding neither surprise nor disdain, she blankly stared at Cill and locked the door behind her.

"You need to get ready, the magic knight is here. She just arrived at the city gates." Eyeing the two for a moment, Jill's eyes fell to the youngster's back–the only part of him outside of Cill's grasp as she was hugging him with all of her limbs. "Don't forget our goals, big sister. We're not here to find you a husband, but to–"

"SSHH!" Shushing her sister with a finger on her own lip, Cill narrowed her gaze and squeezed her tits together to cover Soma's ears. "Don't say that… And why are you here? Toma thinks that you're dead, you idiot. Don't come back here until it's all done."

Lifting her hand, the maid conjured a blue flame that made her body disappear. A few seconds passed, and the flame itself was gone as well, leaving not a trace of Jill's presence behind.

"Just don't forget what we're here for," she said, and the door to the room opened once again.

Watching it being closed and then locked, Cill ran her left hand down her face and sighed. Her younger sister was gone, but worse, she'd seen her with Soma hugging him like a lovesick lover whose partner had just returned from war.

'She's not gonna let me live this down.' Moving her hand away from her face, she loosened her grip on Soma and slowly rested his head on the mattress. Making sure that he was still asleep, she stood up straight with a tingling sensation from last night still coursing through her pussy lips. Glancing down, she found Soma's dried cum layering her skin in a glaze. 'I should clean up.'

Turning around, she loomed over Soma's body. Thin as a branch with barely an ounce of masculinity, except for his massive twelve-inch cock. For someone like him to have such a weapon, it made no sense to Cill, but the stretch marks around his groin from carrying it all day reflected just how long he'd been shouldering that gracious burden with him.

Soma was supposed to accompany her to greet Glyea, but seeing him sleeping so peacefully, Cill couldn't bear to wake him up.

"He's going to be a burden anyway, I'll have them meet back here." And yet came the complaints.

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