They reluctantly got dressed after the brief discussion, their eyes lingering on each other’s bodies as they dressed. Claire wasn’t the only one who desperately wanted to keep going. But, like she said before, she needed to get serious.

Her lovers also finally witnessed the church clean itself. The cum and arousal pool in the middle of the church before being absorbed into the floor. They watched in silent awe as it absorbed the mess they created, the cum flung all over the pews and everything.

“Well, that’s convenient,” Lily thought aloud. She was prepared to use her cleaning magic, but it wasn’t necessary.

“D-do you think She absorbed it to…” Ana whispered to Lily.

“Recover?” Lily asked, tilting her head. “It’d make sense. Claire mentioned that She was out of energy from the ritual.”

“Knowing Her,” Jasmine sighed. “She absorbed it for pleasure.”

Ana flinched, not knowing that Jasmine was so close. The younger twin nodded in agreement. It was the original thought she had, but Lily’s also made sense. Either She absorbed it for pleasure or to recover, just meant they didn’t have to clean up the mess from their orgy.

“We’ll have Claire ask the next time She visits,” Jasmine chuckled. It would be funny if their Goddess were just as addicted to cum as she was. 

“Ask Her what?” Claire asked. She joined the trio by the entrance while they waited for the rest of her lovers to finish. 

“What She does with the mess we made.” Jasmine smiled. “I’d like to know if She uses it for pleasure or for an actual use.”

Claire tilted her head. Anka told her that her Goddess was exhausted from their ritual. “Maybe? I felt her presence a bit ago. Could be both.”

“Imagine the Goddess addicted to our cum,” Elsie chimed in after finally getting dressed. She hugged her sister from behind, resting her chin on Ana’s shoulder. “Makes me wish She had a physical form. Imagine the feeling of fucking a God…”

A collective shudder echoed throughout the group. It was something Claire had thought about ever since gaining her cock. She knew why the Goddess couldn’t at the moment, but that would change in the future.

“Fuck,” Jasmine sighed. “Got us distracted already.”

“She does that,” Claire smiled at Jasmine. 

“Well, at least I was able to inform you about our requests,” Jasmine exhaled and shook her head. “That’s more than I can hope for given our last couple of days…”

Claire moved to mimic Elsie; she wrapped her arms around Jasmine’s waist and hugged her from the back. She whispered into the assassin’s ear, “I know you’re stressed, but we’re home. Make sure you get actual relaxation before we leave.”

Jasmine closed her eyes and nodded. She felt the goosebumps race across her skin upon feeling Claire’s breath. She wanted nothing more than to learn back and let Claire hold her. But she hesitated. If she wasn’t pushing them, she feared they’d never leave their beds.

“Jazz,” Claire whispered once more. “Relax. There will be time for planning and stress later.”

Jasmine’s shoulders slumped and she leaned back into Claire’s arms. Claire’s words hit her to the core, a mix of her commanding voice and gentle whisper. Like a command to her instincts.

Claire adjusted her grip and picked the assassin up in a Prince carry. Jasmine’s eyes were wide as she stared up at the paladin. She shook her head and smiled, wrapping her hands around Claire’s neck.

“Fine,” Jasmine whispered. She felt Claire’s toned arms between her inner knees and on her back. She felt the flex of Claire’s muscles as she supported the assassin. It was a feeling she could get used to. 

She turned to the rest of the lovers, who slowly trickled in around the entrance. From Claire’s arms, Jasmine continued their previous conversation. “Right, so, Daphne. That order I talked about, will it be done by the time we return?”

Daphne nodded. She stared blankly at the floor while she thought about her schedule. She would have to move around some of her requests to fulfill Jasmine’s. Her eyes widened. “Lyn, that’s what we can use! Have Jessie help me with my requests, since she has in the past.”

Lyn smiled at Daphne before glancing at her sister. Jessie was leaning against a pillar, still quite out of it. “That’s a good idea. Makes using your skill even easier.”

Daphne nodded. She had yet to test the unique skill Claire’s Goddess had given her. She hadn’t even been in her forge, she was too focused on the pleasure that came with her new cock. “Well, it does last for 12 hours. So is that re-”

“Daph,” Lyn cut her off with a giggle. “Would you really be satisfied with one blowjob before work?”

Daphne shook her head. 

“That’s what I thought.”

“Moving on,” Jasmine cut in. She let the two have their bit of fun, but they had more to discuss. “Tomorrow, we will run a few drills. See how Hannah integrates with Claire and Ursa.”

Hannah glanced at Ursa, who was already staring at her. A smile grew on her face as she spoke up. “Can finally test your mettle.”

“Mmm,” Ursa replied with a nod. There was a fire in her eyes. “I would enjoy some sparring.”

“Right, again, moving on.” Jasmine cut back in before there was another side conversation. “I would like to see how Toni’s dance works.”

“Oh?” Toni tilted his head. He smiled sheepishly as he responded. “I would love to dance for you. Been dying to try the seductive dance.”

Jasmine shook her head. “Not that one. The rage version.”

“Why?” Hannah cut in. Her eyes narrowed. “Not like he’ll be fighting.”

“True.” Jasmine met the warrior’s gaze with a cold stare. It was less intimidating than she intended, given that she was still being held by Claire. “But, if he is ever in danger, it’d be nice to know how it works.”

Hannah’s expression softened slightly. Toni grabbed her hand and soothed the protective nature. “It’s okay, Hannah. And besides, we never know what skills I may get. They could help you all…”

“Fuck no,” Hannah replied coldly. “My last promise to My Lady was to keep you safe.”

“Hannah,” Claire chimed in to calm the growing tension. “Jasmine is right. You never know what could happen. It is best to know what his skills do and how best to use them. It could save his life.”

Hannah shook her head and muttered under her breath. Toni gripped her hand tighter. “Your unique skill, too. If I direct you, it will help.”

“I don’t care,” Hannah replied curtly.

“Oh?” Elsie chimed in after having a conversation with her sister. “He could be our tactician. Have him hang back with us to get a clear view of the battlefield.”

“I-it’d be like when Lily joined us,” Ana continued. 

Hannah shook her head. “Toni is not a fighter, nor will he be any good with the bloodshed.”

“Neither am I,” Lily replied. 

“I’m not good with the bloodshed,” Elsie added. 

“Yes, but that was a special circumstance. And Elsie, you have your magic,” Hannah gripped Toni’s hand tightly. She glanced at the pleading eyes that gazed up at her. Toni’s expression softened the knight’s resolve. “He would be a sitting duck.”

“No,” Jasmine finally chimed back in. “He’ll have me. I am an archer. I could hang back as a rear guard with my bow.”

“Aren’t your skills better suited for the chaos of battle?” Hannah replied curtly. “Backstabbing and cutting down distracted opponents.”

“Yes, and picking off said targets with a bow,” Jasmine replied. She was still being held by her Paladin, so it was hard to take her seriously.

“I’m not happy with this,” Hannah replied. She stared at the assassin’s cold gaze before letting out a sigh. A small smile grew on her expression, “Hard to take you seriously like that.”

“Blame Claire,” Jasmine’s expression softened. “She insisted.”

“Whatever,” Hannah relaxed. “If Toni gets a single scratch on him, we pull him.”

“Hannah!” Toni squeezed her hand. “I’m a grown man now. I can choose if I stay or go. If there’s any way I can help, then I will.”

Hannah shook her head. She glanced at Claire and Jasmine, deciding she would like to do the same. She moved and picked up Toni into her arms. “I fucking hate this, I hope you know that.”

Toni nodded. His dopey blue eyes staring up at her made Hannah’s heart soften. “Who knows? Maybe She’ll grant me battle skills.”

Hannah chuckled at the thought of Toni fighting. “What? A combat dancer? Or like a sword dancer?”

Toni’s eyes lit up, and his smile beamed up at her. “I love the sound of that!”

“Fuck,” Hannah muttered. “Shouldn’t have said anything.”

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