When the three of us had settled beneath the shade of the trees once more, Keke and I soaked to the skin from me dragging her under, we were approached by a catgirl stalking the pool’s perimeter. She was tall—like, legs up to her ears, tall—with deep blue hair that fell around her hips. Her height was exaggerated by a pair of white stilettos that had to be at least four inches high. The suggestion of a silver bikini hugged her tanned skin, strings curving just beneath her hip bones, more strings holding the tiny triangles guarding the center of each breast. She caught my eye and grinned, balancing a silver tray in one hand and her fingers on one hip.

“What will you and your cuties have to drink?” she hummed, wrapping her tail around one voluptuous thigh.

Ceres gawked, and Keke snickered behind me. I’ll admit, while I let my eyes wander her shape, I kept trying to recall what fighting game I’d seen her in.

“I, uh, don’t know what I like, really.” I looked at Keke. “You guys usually order for me.”

“I-I trust your judgment, my friends,” Ceres stammered, sinking until her chin and mouth vanished beneath the water. But not before I caught the dark red hue on her cheeks.

Keke beamed and nodded. “Two nyapple martinis and your best ale,” she ordered easily.

“At your service.” The waitress bent low at the hips, her chest swaying with the movement. “Should you need me before I return, simply call for Felicia.”

That’s it! That’s the game! “Thanks, Felicia,” I replied.

She licked her lips and sauntered away. All three of us watched her hips swing from side to side. Ceres blew bubbles to the surface.

“You alright, Ceres?” Keke leaned forward to see our flustered knight better.

Ceres nodded, her bangs dripping in the water, then seemed to remember herself and straightened her back. Her face was still a brilliant crimson, but her voice regained its noble composure. “The catgirls of Ni are,” she cleared her throat, “quite different from those of Shi Island.”

“How’s that?” I wondered aloud.

“Well, for starters, it seems this island places a high value on tanned flesh.” Ceres lifted her ivory arm to the surface as if to demonstrate her point. “Keke, put your arm near mine.”

Keke reached across my chest and positioned her arm next to Ceres’. The difference in color was striking when held next to one another.

“Celestia and the other high-ranking officials on Shi believe one of the fundamentals of beauty is skin as pale as moonlight. A girl who has spent her time well in service of her Masters and Mistresses will maintain an alabaster complexion,” Ceres explained.

“Do you think tans are ugly?” Keke asked, her tone more curious than condescending.

“I’ve never had a basis of comparison before,” Ceres murmured, letting her arm slowly fall back into her lap. Her blush deepened, and she chewed her lip. “In truth, I find your skin quite alluring.”

I exchanged looks with Keke, who was also beginning to blush.

“Here you are, lovelies,” Felicia returned with her tray. She dipped low, passing the martinis to Keke and Ceres before handing the beer to me.

“Wow, didn’t even have to ask, huh?” I quipped.

Felicia winked. “Woman’s intuition.”

“Thank you very much, miss,” Ceres squeaked.

“Call me Felicia, sweet,” Felicia crooned. “I’ll be around.”

Ceres hid behind her drink. Keke stifled a giggle in her glass, and I watched the exchange with amusement. Once Felicia was out of earshot, I continued.

“What else is different?” I asked, hoping to ease the building tension. “Between the girls here and on your island, I mean.”

To my surprise, Ceres drained half her glass before setting it aside and swallowing hard. “There are so many girls on Ni with large—” she gestured to her chest and waist, not meeting my gaze. “—l-large curves.”

Keke sipped her drink, then nodded. “If I had to guess, that’s because of Shi Island’s food shortage.”

Ceres lifted her drink and swirled the bright red liquid in thought. “Could you elaborate?”

“Well, Venicia may eat well, and I imagine Sorentina isn’t that bad yet. But all of the other cities are still trying to rebuild and restock. From the looks of Anyona and the limited amount of outside visitors to Venicia, there isn’t enough food to go around. Not from other islands or your own.” Keke tapped her finger against her chin and took another drink. “Aurora always said it takes good food to grow up strong.”

“Aurora?” Ceres tipped her head.

“Cannoli’s mom,” I provided. “That would make sense, though. Constantly having to run and work on limited stocks would affect the whole island. Not just the smaller towns.”

“Ah.” Ceres looked across the pool, eyes resting on Tristan’s smiling face. “Can one man really fix all of that?”

I rested a hand on Ceres’ thigh, and she blinked up at me. It was meant to be reassuring, but I quickly realized it probably came off as me making a move. Ah, well. “He doesn’t have to do it on his own. Once we find the man on Ichi, we’ll meet with Cailu and figure out a plan. We’ll fix it together, okay?”

She nodded and drained the rest of her glass. “I will follow you to the end, my Lo— M-Matt.”

“Let’s make sure that’s a ways off,” I laughed. “For now, we’re on vacation. To vacation!”

Keke and I clinked our glasses together, then finished them off. The ale cooled my throat and warmed my blood, adding a hazy glow to the rising steam of the spring. We hailed Felicia and ordered another round. Then a third.

Ceres’ gaze steadily lingered between Keke, Felicia, and me. Her and Keke’s skin pressed against mine. Fingers mapped my lower back and thighs while mine wandered silken flesh beneath the spring. Breathing came heavier, and air was harder to find.

Having an ever-present waitress and an open bar at a hot spring resort is dangerous. I don’t know how many drinks we ordered, nor do I remember how many Bells Ceres fished from her [Cat Pack] to pay Felicia.

Apparently it was enough money to convince our blue-haired waitress to follow us back to our room.

Three of us were drunk as hell, bumping against the walls on our way to retrieve our things from the dressing room. I must have been taking too long behind the curtain because Keke stumbled past it and threw it shut behind her. Her chest pressed into mine as we toppled backward until my back was against the wall. Her towel fluttered to the floor, and I caught her at the hips, trying very hard to control my next movements carefully.

“I want you so bad,” she leaned forward and whimpered into my ear. “Right now.”

I stroked her damp hair and kissed her throat. “There are two other girls waiting for us,” I murmured. “You’re okay with that?”

She shook her head, strands of her hair leaving droplets of spring water on my skin. “It’s fine, Matt. Really,” she giggled. “Maybe it’ll be fun.”

“You sure?”

Keke giggled again, floundering for her clothes in the cubby, then rewrapping the fallen towel around her. “Come on. Just go back in your towel. You’re taking forever.”

My heart pounded against my chest, and the room spun. Was this really happening? How many drinks had I ordered? “Alright.”

We tumbled back to the room, a mess of gropes and wandering hands. Felicia kept a cool smile throughout the journey, steadying tipsy stances and grasping the hands of the unbalanced. When we reached the room and closed the door, I stared at the enormous bed that awaited us, then looked back at the girls.

I had no idea what I was supposed to do.

To my benefit, the three of them seemed to catch on to my confusion. Keke grabbed my wrist, and Ceres cupped my lower back to guide me to the bed while Felicia snagged the towel around my hips and ripped it away.

I didn’t have a chance to ask what exactly they’d like to do. I went from standing to lying flat on my back atop the blankets, staring into the three hungry faces above me. It was equally arousing as it was intimidating.

Keke tossed her towel to the floor and grinned. “I’ll start here,” She hopped onto the bed and swung one leg over my head. She peered down at me between her thighs as she straddled my face. “You don’t mind, right?”

“No,” I breathed, wrapping my hands behind her legs and groping just beneath her immaculate ass. The sweet scent of her heat stroked my skin, and I kissed the inside of her thigh. “I don’t mind at all.”

“Come now, don’t be shy,” Felicia said to Ceres. She pulled the knight’s towel free before sliding her own minuscule bikini to the floor, leaving behind fine tan lines where the fabric had rested. “You asked me to join you, after all.”

Ceres glanced at me, then offered a resolute nod. They joined us on the bed; Felicia mounted me at the stomach, facing toward my legs, while Ceres positioned herself above my thighs.

Am I dreaming? It felt like I was. Three women straddling me from the face down, three tails undulating above me. The heat in the room was palpable.

I couldn’t hold back any longer.

I pulled on Keke’s thighs, and she yelped with surprise, then moaned when I buried my tongue between her folds. I brushed my tongue against her clit, drawing back to tease her opening. She was soaked, her taste hot and sweet.

Keke whimpered and leaned forward, letting her knees rest at my shoulders while her hands snaked around Felicia’s back to knead her chest.

“A-ah. That’s good,” Felicia sighed, leaning back into her touch. “Ceres, bring your tail around.”

“Like this?”

“Mhm. Now, wrap it around. Starting here.”

Downy-soft fur surrounded the base of my shaft, tightly enveloping my cock to just below the head. I gasped against Keke’s skin, wanting to arch my back into the sensation but finding it impossible.

“I-is that alright, Matt?” Ceres asked.

Can’t talk with my mouth full. “Mmmhm.”

“He likes it,” Felicia chuckled. “Now, move up and down. Not too fast.”

Ceres pumped her tail up, then down, maintaining a firm grip that felt like the softest hand on the planet. I plunged my tongue inside of Keke, drinking in her need and living for her moans. Her thighs quivered in my hands, and her back curved.

The slick sound of fingers plying vulnerable flesh permeated my breathing. “Ngh! Y-you don’t have to—ah!” Ceres stammered between whimpers. The fluid gyrations of her tail on my shaft wavered, then her grip tightened.

“You’re so tight,” Felicia noted, amusement painting her words. “But you’re plenty willing.”

Ceres gasped, the movements of her tail hard and desperate. Keke’s hips bounced with every lap of my tongue. Felicia’s mouth met Ceres’. There were so many sounds, so many sensations. So many hands, and breaths, and desires.

“M-Matt, I’m gonna come,” Keke murmured.

I doubled my efforts, wrapping one hand around her tail and flattening my tongue against her. Ceres’ machinations kept me on the most frustrating edge—though I’m sure the alcohol didn’t help. The choir of noises coming from the three of them had the world spinning, and I memorized it to the best of my inebriated ability.

“I’m coming!” Keke squealed, her toes curling at my head.

The convulsions took her, and her hands dropped from Felica to my chest, nails digging into my skin as she arched her back and cried out in bliss. Ceres’ strained groans joined hers alongside Felicia’s satisfied moans.

Keke lifted her thighs and swung to the side before leaning over and kissing me deeply. Her tongue searched my throat and her hands tangled in my hair.

“I’m close,” I whispered against her mouth.

Keke drew away and moved to the end of the bed. She tugged Ceres’ tail free of my cock, then untangled her from Felicia. A dominance I’d never seen in her before lit her gaze as she snatched Felicia’s arm and deliberately pushed her to face me. With one hand on the underside of each of Felicia’s thighs, she spread them wide and looked at me expectantly. “You want this, don’t you?”

For the first time that night, Felicia blushed and caught Ceres’ gaze. Then, she wrapped her hands behind Keke’s head, linked her hands behind her neck, then looked at me. “Take me, then.”

I couldn’t keep the surprise from my face. Keke flashed a mischievous grin, and Felicia’s blush deepened. I pushed myself up to sitting, then crawled forward. Ceres repositioned herself behind me, her hands encircling my chest as she kissed my shoulder.

Carefully aligning my hips to Felicia’s, I slid inside of her, shuddering with the sweltering fit of her. Keke captured my kiss over Felicia’s shoulder, twining her fingers in my hair. I wrapped my hands around Felicia’s waist, letting my fingers sink into Keke’s hips behind her. Ceres continued to lay kisses down my spine, on the back of my neck, on my throat.

The thrusts were fast and deliberate. The time for teasing was over; I needed release, and I needed it now. Felicia’s cries were high and desperate, her body reciprocating my every movement.

I didn’t have a chance to warn her. My climax pounded in my ears, stole the feeling from my toes, and washed over me and into Felicia before I could say a word. Ceres reached beneath my arm and slid her fingers into Felicia’s mouth, crooning sweet nothings against my skin.

“Again,” Ceres murmured. “Allow me to try something else.”

I don’t remember when we fell asleep. But I could hear the early morning birds chirping in the trees, and the sun was low on the horizon.

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