The Chimera Summoner – Ch 25 – Part 2/2 – Duels

Ch 25 --part 2

Violette scowled, but snapped her fingers, and the flames and the flowers faded away like as much mist in the searing desert sun.

Lorna made a move like lifting a blanket, and the mirrors shattered silently and faded. Malory’s eyes snapped back into focus.

She collapsed to her knees, sword falling from her limp fingers into the hot sand.

“Eir wins.” Valant announced, flicking a silver Lofty into the sand at my feet, before moving on to observe another circle.

Malory just sat in the sand, stunned.

I walked up, cautiously.

“Good fight.” I offered her a hand.

She flinched.

“Sorry if things got a little bit too much there, for a second.” I apologized.

Malory just stared up at me, bewildered. “What are you?”

I blinked. I had meant to show off a little. But maybe I’d gone too far. “A Summoner.”

Malory shook her head, looking down at her hands.

Yeahhhhhh, little too far. Even if she had called me and Jennie cheaters.

“Come on.” I said, after giving her a second. “You’ll feel better once you’re back up. Besides, I think they need the circle for the next pair.”

I wiggled my hand, and she finally took it, letting me haul her to her feet.

She slumped off to do her laps around the dueling area, looking dazed.

“We did good?” Lucy prompted, hopefully.

I turned, and my three Familiars were in a neat line, matching expectant expressions on their faces. Even Lorna, in her distant and dignified way, was looking a bit pleased and hopeful.

“You all did incredible.” I nodded. “We are a great team. I was surprised how well we worked together, even without a chance to plan!”

“The bond.” Lorna nodded.

I nodded, fervently. Having an intuitive understanding and awareness of each other made for a huge advantage that we’d barely begun to explore.

“And it’ll only get better as our bonds get strongerrrr.” Lucy said, leadingly.

I smiled warmly, and took her hands in mine. She took a step forward, and I gave her forehead a kiss. “Good girl.”

She beamed. Then pressed her lips to mine, opening and drawing my tongue into her eager, playful mouth. We pressed together for a fiery moment, before I pushed her back, so I wouldn't rip her clothes apart.

I moved down the line to Lorna. She rested her spectral hands over mine like we were about to start a stately waltz.

“Princess.” I said, bowing, and kissing her icy fingertips.

Lorna blushed silver, and favored me with a smile that spoke of shared secrets.

I moved down the line to my newest, Violette. She gave me an arrogant smirk, popping her hips to the side.

I paused, “how do you like–”

She grinned, and started lifting her shirt over her head, one puffy, pink areola popping free before I smacked bodily into her.

She took advantage and smashed her lips into mine, lashing her tongue desperately. I felt a long fluffy tail wrap possessively around one of my legs.

Heat rose in my chest and spread quickly to my rapidly stirring cock.

Reluctantly, I took Violette’s supple hips and pushed her back, hauling her shirt back into place. She held my tongue in her teeth until she absolutely couldn’t anymore and still stay on her feet.

She panted, eyes locked hungrily on mine.

“Not the kind of treat I meant!” I gasped.

“Breed me.” She said.

My eyes nearly popped out of my head.

"I thought!? Can't?! Not same species?! Is that possible, even??" I gasped out.

Violette rolled her eyes. "You can't REALLY, obviously."

I sighed in relief.

"But that shouldn't stop you from trying." She continued. "Over and over and over."

Heat suffused my cheeks.

"Wow this black sand stuff really reflects the heat, huh? It's like an oven." I said, loudly.

I took a knee, as if to demonstrate my point.

It took some doing, but I thought I managed to keep my raging erection from showing as I calmed down over the next several minutes. Several, extremely flustered, and horny minutes.

Something about the unfiltered, earnest desire in Violette’s voice had really done a number on me. I couldn’t stop hearing it, bouncing around in my head.

Jennie found me out, of course. She’d joined us as I’d been praising my Familiars for winning the duel, and had watched the whole thing with ferociously rolling eyes.

“You really can’t keep that thing under control for a single hour, can you?” She asked, disapprovingly.

“She’s new, and very… Sensitive!” I snarled, bent over and trying to look like I was just catching my breath.

For several minutes.

In the end, Lorna had to drift through me, several times, effectively dousing me in ice, with her freezing ghostly temperature.

I dismissed my Familiars once I’d calmed down. The group of dazzlingly beautiful, scantily clad women was drawing a lot of looks. Which was great for keeping eyes off my boner. But bad for being left alone, in general.

“So, we both won our matches!” I said, brightly.

Jennie snorted. “Yeah, but I didn’t traumatize my opponent. What the fuck happened?”

I looked around, worried. In a minute, I’d found Malory. She was back with her friends, and what I assumed was her current party. She was staring at me, but when I caught her eye, she swiftly looked away.

“I don’t know… Lorna showed her some spiders? Violette kind of set her on fire.” I muttered, concerned.

“Kinda set her on fire??” Jennie asked.

“Like a slow burn!” I squirmed, “It was very gradual! A lot of people are using fire Skills, look at that chick!”

A mage was channeling a gout of flame at a fleeing classmate. From the green hair, and the firefly-like glow, I recognized our bunkbed neighbor Tayla doing the chasing.

“I didn’t do anything nearly that bad.” I protested.

“Eir.” Valant appeared at my side. I nearly jumped out of my skin. “A word.” She said, then stepped away, into some empty sand.

I eyed Jennie. She shoved me after Valant with an exasperated expression.

Valant activated a privacy bubble, from a little broach at her breast, when I joined her.

“What level is your summoning Skill?” She asked, without preamble.

“Uh. Two. Three! I mean THREE!” I stammered.

‘It’s likely you will be able to fill a full party.” Valant stated.

I nodded slowly. “I guess, if I get–”

“Is it your intention to become a soloist, long term?” She asked, ignoring me.

I paused. It was. But a fourth familiar wasn’t a guarantee. And a soloist would never have the full raw power that five wayfinders together could have. And I still had the whole Jennie situation to juggle for a while.

“Understood.” Valant nodded, jotting down a note. Her voice dropped. “Have you decided whether you’d rather keep a low profile or…?”

I nodded. “Consider me bait.”

“Understood.” She said, a tiny glint of approval tinging her eyes.

She popped the privacy bubble with a stern finger and strode away from me, leaving a vanishing trail of footprints in the sand.

“What the fuck was that about?” Jennie asked, as I rejoined her.

“Eir!” Valant’s voice sounded.

I froze. I had already fought. Jennie looked alarmed, and waved her hands when I shot her a questioning look.

“Eir!” Valant repeated, as I jogged over to the circle she was indicating. “Hera! Tess! Ravale!”

I gawked. Two vs. two? She’d said it would be duels only today–

Three students turned from watching another ring. I recognized them immediately. Fuck.

“The three of you, versus Eir.” Valant announced. “Go.”

Fuck!