Chapter 238

The d’Celestins unsurprisingly had access to whatever rooms within the Mantle Training Facility they wished, and that privilege extended to their guests. As such, they had little difficulty finding two sparring rooms to practice their abilities in private. Rosalie escorted Zoey and Maddy to theirs first.

“We’ll be taking the one next door,” Rosalie said. “So we don’t interrupt each other.”

“Right.” Zoey looked around. The room was immaculate and furnished with a number of target dummies and fighting implements, among many objects Zoey didn’t immediately recognize—a constant for life in a new world. She faced back to Rosalie. “So. When you say private, how private? That fight with Cordelia took a lot out of me, so ... you know.”

Rosalie rolled her eyes. “It’s private,” she said. “Up to my family’s specifications. There is no possibility of other wayfarers or faculty coming in unannounced. However,” she said as Zoey started to relax. “There are a small number of people who could, should they decide to. My father, to name the obvious, but my sisters as well. Maybe a few others.”

“You think that’s likely?”

“Not at all,” Rosalie said. “But Charlotte is due to return soon, if she hasn’t already, and Elodie—well, Elodie can’t be predicted. So while it’s not likely, it’s possible. Do what you must, but be covert. You have a portal on hand, surely it can’t be that difficult. I would suggest the restrooms, but those aren’t guarded like the practice rooms are, even if someone is less likely to barge in.” She shrugged. “So again, just ... be covert.”

Which was how, five minutes later, Zoey was sitting shoulder-to-shoulder with Maddy on the bench at the back wall. The illusionist had a thin book on her lap. She was in her usual tight-fitting gray mage’s robes. A cylindrical bulge crawled up her stomach to between her breasts—fourteen inches long, and as thick as Maddy’s forearm. It stretched the already tight material to a straining point.

The linking plate was set down between her legs, inside her robes, allowing Zoey’s cock to be both cradled by warm thighs and squeezed in against her stomach by her robes. It was a snug, enjoyable fit—and by the blush on Maddy’s cheeks, not just for Zoey.

All at once, the bulge disappeared. Maddy’s robes flattened as the linking plate was sucked into her inventory. With another mental command, it appeared back where it was, exiting the spatial storage and stretching Maddy’s robes tight. The linking plate, and Zoey’s cock, had remembered where it had been.

“Huh,” Maddy said. She laid a hand on the bulge, gently pushing Zoey’s cock into her stomach. “It works. Wasn’t sure it would.”

The test was, of course, to tell if they could quickly conceal what they were doing as soon as an unexpected guest arrived. If someone barged in, all they would see, if they were paying attention in the first place, was a bulge in Maddy’s robes, and even that would last only a second before Maddy sucked the linking plate into her inventory and removed all evidence.

The plan for Zoey’s ‘covert recharging’ could have been handled in a number of ways, but Maddy had seemed particularly enticed by this idea: keeping Zoey’s cock cradled between her thighs, hidden in her robes, as they sat on a bench and discussed her newest lightning affinity.

Any lewd activity, even just arousal itself, provided a trickle of Lust to refuel Zoey’s reservoirs, but this way they would be killing two birds with one stone, running through preliminary discussions while refilling Zoey at the same time.

Though she was certain the real reason Maddy had picked this method was simply because she wanted to tease. She squirmed on the seat, and Zoey felt her pussy brush against her cock, rubbing wetness onto her. She wasn’t wearing panties. Zoey couldn’t say she was surprised by the revelation.

“So,” Maddy announced, keeping an instructional tone, as if she didn’t have fourteen inches of girlcock bulging her robe outward, sticking up between her breasts. “You’ve unlocked the element of lightning. Rosalie was nice enough to get her hands on this,” she tapped the opened pages of the book, “for us from her family’s archives, which’ll simplify things. There’s spells all the way up to fifth circle.” Even Maddy seemed amazed by that, flipping to the end of the book to study the nightmarishly complex designs. “You, of course, only have the second circle unlocked, but there’s a lot of options available. Lightning isn’t an element with a huge amount of complexity, anyway.”