Girl Time

"Jerr, any word? We can't be away for too long."

Fent eyed his loyal aide, a distressed shake of his head filling him with annoyance.

"For the love of... I should never have agreed to this. Some high handed ass bastards!"

As he continued to grumble, a soft voice caught his attention.

"Are you Viscount Drak? Apologies for keeping you waiting. I am..."

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Lydia and Lillia sat themselves down on one of two sofas facing each other. The table between the two was piled high with sandwiches, snacks and a large number of goodies that left Lillia drooling. Beneath the table, a dozen unopened bottles of various drinks sat.

"Lillia, wipe your mouth. You're cute, but this is embarrassing."

As she spoke, the door had opened. Standing there, Scarlet blinked rapidly.

"Did I just hear Lady Lydia... flirt?"

Blushing softly, Lydia gave Scarlet a small glare. She smiled bravely as she led Narra, a bespectacled woman with her red hair tied tightly into a bun, into the room.

"Sit down. It's a day to relax, which means..."

Lydia got to her feet and approached Narra. The cook seemed to be glaring through her lenses, but Lydia simply plucked them from her face. Baby blue sapphires came into view as her tied up hair was pulled out of its bun. As it cascaded down her face, Narra seemed like a beauty bathed in fire. Taking her chance, Lydia tucked the hair behind Narra's long and sharply tipped ears.

"Oh. An elf?"

Narra set her eyes on Lillia. She gave her a kind smile, which Lillia reciprocated.

"May I ask, are you from the Southern Edge, Lady Mage?"

Her calm and cold tone didn't match her face, but Lillia brushed it off.

"Forgive me if I am wrong, but such a beautiful tan is impossible around here. Sunlight rarely gets to that point here."

Lillia looked towards Lydia.

"Ah, well. She's right. I've never gotten a tan before, but even if I work out during the entire daylight hours."

"Whoa... I'm pretty sure this is my natural tone, but if it is a simple tan, I would assume it is because of my home. It's blistering hot sometimes. I feel like I could cook eggs on the street."

The girls took their seats, eliciting small laughs at Lillia's comment.

"So Lydia, do you only employ beautiful people here? These two are stunning."

Scarlet blushed as Narra smiled at the compliment.

"My father took them in a while back. They're more like sisters to me than servants."

Lillia was awestruck.

"That's so sweet! I have like... seven siblings? Though I'd rather they stay away from my Lydia."

As she finished talking, Lillia laid her head in Lydia's lap. She kicked her feet onto the arm of the sofa, as Lydia casually placed her arm across her abdomen. Opposite them, Scarlet and Narra gave curious glances.

"You two are... pretty close. Lady Lydia, would you mind sharing?"

Her violet eyes fell to Lillia's smiling face, a small treat being nibbled on.

"I'm not too sure yet, but I'm thinking fondly of this goofball."

Narra and Scarlet exchanged an excited look, bright smiles on their faces. Lydia rolled her eyes, then patted Lillia's belly. Her round eyes made Lydia squeal inwardly, but she stared down at a bottle on the floor. Taking the hint, she rolled around and reached for it.

"What is she... oh, I'll grab some too."

Narra leaned over and grabbed a bottle as well. Scarlet quickly scooted away from her. Narra held an awkward look, but shrugged it off.

"Do you like drinking, Lillia?"

"If it has good flavor."

She smiled and looked at the label on the bottle. Her eyee sparkled as she undid the cork.

"Maybe I should pour it down my body?"

Lydia's eyes wandered, quickly looking along Lillia's body. When she looked back, Lillia had taken a few sips. The liquid slid down her jaw.

"Good enough."

Muttering to herself, Lydia leaned over and licked the alight trail from Lillia's jaw. Quickly sitting up, Lillia turned bright as she went wide eyed.

"Th-th-that... maybe not running it down my body. I'll scream from... from pleasure."

A spare throw pillow was pulled into her arms, leaving the bottle between Lydia's hands. She took a long drink from the bottle.

"I'll do it for myself then. It'll taste pretty good, I bet."

Scarlet was blushing as she listened, while Narra was red for a different reason. She hiccuped, then curled into a ball. Lydia smirked.

"Narra, keep your clothes on. I don't want to punish you again."

Narra looked through narrow eyes.

"But I wanna snuggle! Miss Wydia... wove me..."

Lillia peeked from behind her pillow.

"What does she mean by that?"

Lydia sighed and leaned against Lillia.

"Scarlet, do you think we will need to tie her up?"

Scarlet seemed terrified.

"As long as she doesn't try to strip me, again, she is safe."

Narra took advantage, moving directly next to Scarlet.

"I'll jus grab these."

Narra was quick, yet she completely missed Scarlet's breasts.

"Back off!"

The two began to dart around as Lillia shifted. Her movement gave Lydia the chance to curl into her arm.

"For someone older, you're quite... cute."

Lydia rolled her eyes as Lillia watched the other two.

"So what's the story? A heavily scarred girl and a pretty elven woman? How'd you get girls like this? Actually, even Jerr seems strange."

Lydia nodded.

"They all are. You really wanna know?"

"Yeah. I can't get drunk, kinda part of my... heritage. Hehe, you know?"

Lydia blinked, a realization striking her.

"Huh. No wonder I don't get drunk. Do you have special drinks that can change that?"

Lillia pouted.

"We do. Now tell me!"

Smiling wickedly, Lydia planted a quick kiss on Lillia's cheek.

"I'll look forward to getting you drunk later then."

Lydia leaned away and pointed at the girls.

"So Scarlet. She's from the Eastern Plains. Kind of... a super barbarian badass? Her village was destroyed in an attack from an opposing village. As the sole survivor, my father met her and took her in. She is three years older, but she is my best friend and practically my sister. Jerr is her boyfriend, he is a little quiet, but he is a skilled mage from the Northern Mountains. The towers up there let him be free to experience life, though he ended up leaving for good. He's like my older brother? Yet I don't really feel it sometimes. More like a guard dog."

Lillia giggled softly, her eyes behind Lydia. She turned slightly, flinching when Scarlet glared at her. She had lost her shirt, a thin bra left to barely conceal her breasts. Her finely muscled body, littered were scars, glistened with sweat as Narra nibbled on her shoulder.

"I-is she really an elf? She's like a beastkin! Hehehe."

Lillia wiped her eyes, still laughing.

"She is. She's from the Eastern Forest. Beastkin are all over, but the elves live there. A certain... underground organization adopted her, the best with her skills."

Lillia seemed excited.

"No. They fell apart. Infighting and some undercover agents. Well, she was alone and had nothing left to her name... besides some seriously incredible stories. Father took her in, and she learned to cook from my mother. That was all over fifteen years ago. Being five years older than me, she was also like a big sister to Scarlet. That is, if she doesn't drink."

The two looked over at Narra and Scarlet. Narra was asleep, her head in Scarlet's lap. Scarlet was panting, her shirt on her face.

"See? Like mother and daughter now."

Before Lillia could respond, a voice came from the front of the mansion.

"I'm sorry, my son should be around here somewhere. I assume he is relaxing with the... err."

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Thank you,

Anna Haig!