Tutoring

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Even after Hadrian woke the next morning, Arriat and Torria refused to leave his side. Every moment he had spent in their house since leaving the dinner table had been awash in pleasure. Every move they made seemed calculated to provide the maximum amount of stimulation, every word seemed to come as close to a double entendre as they could make it. When they weren't fucking, they were riling each other up for the next round. It wasn't until Hadrian's third orgasm of the morning that he finally got a long enough breather to start saying his goodbyes. He'd lost count of how many times they woke him up in the middle of the night.

"Are you certain you need nothing else? I suppose there is little that we can provide that the many servants at the Lord's Castle cannot, but we would be happy to do anything we can, all the same."

"No, I'm quite alright Arriat, but don't think I don't appreciate the offer," Hadrian said, reaching up and caressing her cheek.

"Excellent… if all your needs have been met, you should survive this next part with your sanity intact," Torria said. There was a dangerous gleam in her eye, one that had Hadrian on edge. Alonna moved her hand noticeably toward the bow on her back.

"Come on in, girls!"

The door burst open as if an invading army were approaching. Two of the harpy children, Metti and Allara, both burst through and headed straight for Hadrian. Alonna jerked slightly, hand twitching toward her weapon, training kicking in, then she eased up as she noticed the people entering. A soft smile touched upon her face, and slowly she turned to Hadrian, cocking an eyebrow as she spoke.

"Would you like me to assist you, Lord? It might help, if they are to learn how a woman should treat the Lord," Alonna offered, holding out a hand in a gesture of aid.

"Please, by all means," Hadrian returned, motioning to the two harpies who were suddenly crowding around him, pushing him steadily back toward the bed. Truthfully, with how worn he was from the previous night, he didn't entirely have faith that he could handle both Allara and Metti; any help he could get in satisfying the young harpies would've been a welcome reprieve. Still, he couldn't find it in him to say no to such willing and eager participants.

"Very well. Stand at attention!"

Metti and Allara both stood stock still, freezing as if by magic rather than command. They were still holding on to Hadrian for a moment, but then decided better of it, releasing him and stepping back quickly. Their feathers stood nearly on end as they straightened their backs and glanced toward Alonna, perhaps not expecting the sudden change in demeanor.

"The first step toward intimacy is familiarity. Lord, why don't you explore their bodies? They seem eager to take charge; perhaps it would be best for them to learn some patience, first."

Hadrian couldn't find any reason he wouldn't enjoy exploring the body of a nubile harpy, so he obliged, stepping forward where the two young women had stepped back. Their bodies were a bit less developed than Arriat and Torria's, but their figures were still deliciously developed. Hadrian started with Metti, her dark crimson feathers brushing up against him as he positioned himself against her body, eagerly drinking in her somewhat nervous expression.

"Not used to letting others take charge? I've had plenty of time to adjust to it, let me show you what it's like from the other side," Hadrian whispered, coming in close and latching on to the young woman's neck. Metti let out a soft gasp as Hadrian alternated kisses and short nibbles along her collar, teasing the sensitive skin beneath her feathers. She had no taste, but her feathers tickled his tongue, making the experience a very interesting one regardless.

"I- ah, I've never had anything… up there… get me nice and wet," Metti begged as Hadrian devoured her collarbone, gripping his back as though it were her only harbor from a storm of passion.

"Don't worry," Hadrian replied, enjoying the feeling of being the more experienced one for the first time since he'd arrived. "We have all day."

"Oh, Lord, I hope so," Metti said, her voice quaking as Hadrian sank them down onto the bed together. The sheets Hadrian had grown intimately familiar with overnight became his playground now, as the young harpy was content to allow him free access to every inch of her body, feathers and skin sliding against each other in a dance of pleasure. Allara moved forward until her knees were knocking against the end of the bed, her eyes shimmering with a mixture of jealousy and delight.

Hadrian worked his way down her body, alternately kissing and licking wherever her feathers seemed the thinnest. A throaty cooing sound came every time his lips touched her skin, not unlike an actual bird's. Hadrian sought out those noises, making the most of his newfound role and eking out every ounce of pleasure he could from his captive. As Hadrian reached Metti's stomach, he felt her legs slowly wrapping around his back. The girl had strength, he could tell that much, but she seemed to be keeping it in check.

"Mmm, go ahead, I can't wait," Metti said as Hadrian slid down to his knees, placing his head firmly at her entrance. He moved closer until his breath was tickling her skin and he could feel her legs twitching around him with each exhale. Metti made a low moaning sound, but didn't try to encourage Hadrian any further. Both of her wings were locked over her mouth to quiet her desires, but that only encouraged Hadrian further. After the wonderful hell he'd been subject to the night before, his own desires were secondary to making the young harpy scream.