Nyx was methodical about her own. Mana-null rope floated out of the case and drew itself around her curves in a careful pattern, cinching her forearms to her ribs behind her back. Pink hair fell over the knots. She tested it, and her smug smile vanished, because her spatial magic would no longer move her own body.
"...Oh. I see why you like it."
Calypso, gagged: mmhmm.
Nyx sank to her knees beside the demoness.
Across the room, Bastet had the garment rack to herself, taking her time. The first silks were dismissed after ten seconds, the second considered longer, and the third she brought to her cheek, her tail swaying slow.
"...Yes. This one."
She dressed herself with reverent care, knowing it was a present for her beloved Master. Translucent gold-threaded linen. A heavier solar layer on top. A broad gold belt. Anklets. Armlets. A single veil draped from one shoulder to her opposite hip and left her midriff bare. She fastened her own belt. She adjusted her own veils.
She padded barefoot to the foot of the bed, arranged herself beside Calypso and Nyx, and folded her hands in her lap.
Aria was the last one.
She was holding moonlight lingerie. She had been holding it for a while.
She lifted it to her shoulders and let the champagne lace settle against her skin. Silver hair fell over the straps. The fabric glowed softly the moment it touched her, tracing the lines of her body in pale moonlight.
Aria turned toward the bed.
Kaiden had Luna folded nearly in half. Luna was no longer forming words. The jingling was getting really violent.
Aria watched.
The moonlight on her lingerie flared, a visible wave of light running from shoulder to thigh.
"...Oh."
"Aria?" Bastet purred. "Wasn’t it supposed to glow when you..."
"It must be faulty!" Aria said quickly, cheeks burning.
Bastet, perfectly composed, did not look at her. "Just from watching... Not bad."
"Shush!"
...
"...Kai... Kai, I’m... I’m gonna... please..."
"AHNNNN!!!"
*Jingle~ jingle~ jingle~*
Luna shattered under him. Her body went taut as a bowstring, her folds clamped down around his cock so hard his rhythm stuttered, and the moan that tore out of her throat was louder and longer than anything her filthy mouth had produced all night.
Kaiden leaned down and kissed her forehead.
"Good girl."
Luna made a small wrecked sound and her eyes fluttered closed. A shiver ran down her entire body at the praise.
Kaiden stood up off the bed.
His gaze moved across the four women at the foot of the bed.
Calypso, red-skinned and bare, bound in mana-null cuffs and cable, on her knees with her tail curled tight around her thigh.
Nyx beside her, curves carved up by pink rope that crossed between her heavy tits and cinched her forearms to her ribs.
Bastet on the other side, kneeling in layered gold-threaded silks, bare midriff gleaming, tanned skin dusted gold in the low light, ears twitching, tail swaying.
Aria at the end, silver hair loose over her shoulders, moonlight lingerie glowing in rapid pulses.
He walked, reaching Calypso first.
His hand came up and closed around the back of her neck, fingers threading into her hair behind her horns, and he tilted her face up to look at him. Calypso’s eyes were already wet. She made a sound through the gag that would have been Darling if she could have formed consonants.
Kaiden’s thumb brushed the corner of her mouth where it stretched around the flex core.
"You’ve been waiting a long time for this."


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