Chapter 85 In Julia’s bed 2

"Hhaah.." The next morning Aron felt a hard object poking his lips. Disturbed by the sharpness that scrapped over his skin, he ended up awake. What he discovered sent chills down his spine.

There was a big toe shoved between his lips, making him almost suckle on the tip of the toenail. "Cough.. cough.. What the heck?" Aron immediately spat out the undesirable body part out of his mouth, coughing ceaselessly in distress.

He can't even get up, because there was another foot planted firmly on his left cheek. Raising his head ever so slightly to take a look at his assaulter, he was met with a sight that left him speechless.

Two bare pussy lips were staring right back at him in all their glory. Aron can even see the red lining of the inner labia between the two clean outer ones. Suppressing the restless beast inside of him, he carefully shifted one of her legs on top of his chest.

"Ahem.. what madness is this?" Looking down at the absolute mayhem that prevailed on the bed, he regretted not paying enough attention to Hestia's warning last night. The cozy bed he went to sleep in was nowhere to be found, replaced by this disaster.

The beddings around him gave the impression of a battlefield, battered and trampled upon. "Dammit.. was she fighting a war in her dreams?" First things first, Aron hurriedly adjusted the panties that did everything other than what they were supposed to do.

Too much exposure will definitely give rise to a morning wood that will be hard to satisfy. Stretching his limbs, he slapped Julia's butt. "Oi.. wake up.." Watching the girl sleep so peacefully with each of her individual limbs stretched in the cardinal directions, Aron can only feel amazed.

The way she managed to transform her surroundings even in her sleep seemed nothing but legendary. "This must be what Hestia wanted to tell me.. ehh.." Clicking his tongue, he registered three more slaps of the half-exposed butt cheeks, eventually waking the girl up from her stupor.

"What's with.. you..!!" The blonde rubbed her eyes, annoyed. Aron would have found these actions cute, if not for the bedhead that gave her the appearance of an actress from a horror drama. Not to mention the nasty stain of dried-up saliva at the corner of her lips, suggesting how much she had been drooling all night.

"Wakey.. wakey.. little angel... it's time to rise and shine!" Julia smirked at his attempts to patronize her. She was about to give him a stern lecture, but her left boob spilling out of her bra stopped her on the track. "Ahem.. next time.. you better not spank my butt." Her warning lacked the conviction as she methodically tucked her bust in.

"Please wash your face. You look... not your usual self." Aron was certainly going to use an adjective that sounded more like scary, but Julia's unpleasant glance meant he changed his words at the last minute.

"You better not take all this for granted slave boy." Julia scoffed and removed her other leg from on top of Aron's chest. "Always remember your place. No matter how much you show off to the world.. you will remain under my boot.." Midway through her sentence, Julia crawled over the boy.

With both her hands on his chest, she pushed him down. Both her legs on the sides, she rested her ass right on top of his crotch. "Ahem... Yeah.. you made your point lady.. now can you..??" "Shhhh!!"

Julia put her fingers over his lips, not allowing him to speak any further. "There.. there.." She held onto his wrists and arrested them on top of his head." Witnessing her face get ever closer to his own, the boy thought of a possibility and panicked.

"Hey.. Julia wait..!" "Why? Don't you like kissing my sweet lips? Come on let's do it.." Aron's struggles grew substantial, nevertheless, Julia used all her strength to hold the boy in place. "We can talk this out, Julia.. please wait... Aahhhh.. uuuughgghh..!!"

***

"You think they will ask us to perform a spell? Didn't we already do our very best in the arena?" Christina shared her doubt with her brother as the twins made their way toward the Gamma trial building inside the academy.

"Who knows..?" Chris had his hands locked behind his head strolling carefree. "I am sure it must be a formality." He added. "I think so as well."

Christina observed the vibrant smile on her brother's face. "What about that boy, Aron?" "Hmm? What about him?" She retorted with a grumble. "Don't you think something fishy is going on with him?"

"I mean when had you seen someone digest an energy crystal last time? Don't you find it off?" She appended in order to stress her point. "Hn? Well not exactly, but why does it matter? Brother Aron is special in multiple ways. I am sure you are making a mountain out of a molehill."

Christina stomped her feet on the ground. "And you don't find it suspicious how close he is with some of the faculty members." After a night-long deliberation yesterday, she had reached a conclusion that there was absolutely something going on between the boy and Mrs. Darlene.

Just thinking about what those two had been engaged in, inside the restroom, gave her a nosebleed. "Hehe.. brother Aron is a handsome creature indeed. It's only natural that women will flock to him."

At this point, Christina wanted to choke her brother with her own two hands. This guy was not listening to a single logic she had presented. It's as if he was blinded by the boy's charm or something.

The sudden realization made her stop in her tracks. 'What if the spell he is using affects not only females but males as well?' Christina gulped hard. This boy was much more dangerous than she had initially given him credit for.

Was he a sex demon, disguised as a human? But there were no horns on his head. What about a specter? But she had seen him involved in physical activities like eating. A specter can't eat. "Hey, you planning to come?" Chris called out to her breaking her daydreaming.

It wasn't long before the twins found themselves in the Gamma trial complex. A boy with shoulder-length black hair was sitting on one side. "Hahaha.. you are famous now, brother!! What's with these downcast expressions then?" Chris bellowed as soon as he saw the boy.

Aron got up with a forced smile on his face. "Ahem.. I was just worried about the last remaining trial." Chris came forward and slapped his shoulders emphatically. "You must be joking brother. With the performance you put up yesterday.. these guys will be a fool to not.. aahhh.."

A foot stomped on Chris's toes, making the boy scream in pain. Christina had noticed the unpleasant glances directed towards them from every corner, after her brother's callous commentary. Although there were no faculties present here this early, a set of helpers had been there, maintaining the trial complex.

Chris realized he spoke a bit too much and promptly shut up. "So, tell me what really happened? I might not look like it, but at times I can be reliable." The boy laughed once again.

Aron can't help but take note of the increased frequency of his laughs today when compared to yesterday. Maybe he was finding himself more comfortable with him after having gone through the trials together.

"It's nothing much. Let's just say I had a bad start to the day." Even now recalling the abhorrent kiss in the morning, Aron felt his hair stand up in fright. It was as if the kiss had left a scar on his psyche.

"Ohh.. well that's nothing I can help you with." Chris remarked and Aron responded with a rueful smile before moving to the side. "Good morning, Christina." He extended his hand for a handshake, his intentions pure.

And yet, Christina almost fell on her butt to his sudden movement from the incubus. Aron tilted his head to one side in confusion. From when did people start getting spooked by a simple gesture of handshake?

Christina realized her out-of-proportion reaction and held herself up. "Good.. good morning." Aron was only able to grasp the tip of her fingers and had to make do with that. Apparently, the girl was afraid of him placing some kind of dark magic spell on her, that will turn her into a zombie, just like her brother.

In her mind, Chris was a lost cause. He had been so thoroughly enchanted by this guy that there was a low chance of recovery. 'I must talk to master about this. No matter the class of spell, she can definitely get rid of it.' She mused while continuing to shake Aron's hand for three minutes straight.

"Cough.. cough.. that's enough greetings for a day... Christina." Finally, after watching Aron grow uncomfortable with the lost girl hanging onto his hand, Chris had to intervene himself. Obviously this made the girl fluster up with shame.

Thankfully, this deadlock didn't last long. "Looks like you guys are quite eager to get in." A voice came from behind the twins and they found two familiar girls drawing closer to them.

"Good morning, young ladies." Chris was first to exchange salutations with the girls. While Tracey replied in kind, Gloria only bothered to give a nod. "Follow us. We will bring you to the Radiance Arena."

Not thinking much about it, the trio took a walk together with both of them. "Hi there.." He didn't even take a single step when someone attached their arm to his. "Hi Ms. Tracey."

"No.. that doesn't sound right. Keep it, Tracey, only." Since the girl had been rather kind to him, Aron had no issues sharing a smile with her. "Okay." "Good. Then tell me what type of spell you are planning to cast today?"

Stars shined in her bright eyes and Aron can feel her being genuinely excited about the topic. "I can't wait to watch it with my own eyes. Considering the shocker you pulled yesterday.. hehe.. you must be hiding some awesome trick up your sleeve."

Aron observed two simultaneous glances scan him over. "I am afraid you might be disappointed. To tell you the truth.. I am still struggling with my spells." Naturally, his words didn't sit well with Tracey.

"You must be kidding me. Don't you think your words are hurtful for people like us who are still struggling with the fourth stage of Gamma trials?" Tracey acted hurt.

"I didn't mean it in that sense. Also, I spoke the truth. I do struggle with magic spells." Tracey was not having any of his excuses. "Is that so? Then what were those back-to-back strengthening spells you cast upon yourself?"

Aron suddenly had a streak of realization. Were these guys assuming that all his strength boost was due to some support spells? If he was to go by her words, this seemed to be the case.

"Ahem.. well I am not so sure about that. Right now I am planning to cast a Tier 1: Low Skeleton summon." Tracey was not the only one gawking at the boy after his answer.

"Low Skeleton summon? That's the absolute weakest spell someone can cast, Aron." Tracey argued, trying to shake this guy up from whatever intoxicated state he was in right now.

"Haha.. let's just say I didn't get proper time to practice anything better than that." Assuming that the boy was trying to hide the trick from her, she can only massage her head in frustration. "Whatever.. but let me just warn you.. you are no longer the nameless slave you once were." Aron can't make sense of her words, but Tracey refused to elaborate any further. "You will see."