Content warning: Futa/male
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Slowly Kyra returned from her dreams back into consciousness. A warm and soft sensation tickled her senses as the young woman woke up. Immediately a deep lust sparks through her as something, or rather someone, is eagerly sucking on her morning wood with greedy hunger. The maid is well aware of who it is without opening her eyes.
"Belor." Nothing more escapes her mouth as her breathing grows heavy from the expert blowjob that she is receiving from her master. His sinful lips are sealed over her throbbing shaft, and with the expertise of many centuries, the vampire works her cock into his mouth over and over again.
When Kyra opened her eyes, she quickly realized that her body had long reacted before her mind could catch up. One of her hands was holding onto his black hair, not guiding him but trying to hold on to the pleasurable sensation. Her legs were wrapped around the attractive man's form while she rested on her back. The softness of her thighs rubbed along his cheeks with every movement.
Belor was completely focused on this delicious piece of meat in front of him. Little did he care about Kyra being awake as he continued his work. Playfully, one hand was caressing her smooth balls, encouraging them to produce more creamy delight for later. With greedy slurping noises, the vampire lost himself in his lustful greed.
Another sensation rippled through his body from time to time as he was not the only one using their oral skills. Behind him, Alftrid has buried her face between his firm ass cheeks to worship his tight, pink pucker. The skilled tongue of the maid worked her way around the ring and occasionally dipped into his clenching heat while she held onto his cute butt cheeks possessively.
As Kyra's breathing accelerated, so did Belor's sucking. His lustful, light-blue eyes looked up at her, past her youthful body and soft, firm breasts, directly into her blushed face. Another hand grabbed into his hair as pleasure washed over the maid, and with a high-pitched moan, she released her first load of the day inside this hungry maw.
Greedily, Belor swallowed down all of this tasty treat as spurt after spurt of potent essence hit his throat. Only after every single drop was spent did he let go of the exhausted woman, and with a wet pop, her semi-hard shaft was freed from his tight mouth.
Playfully he slapped the softening rod against his cheek as he mustered the disheveled maid with a mischievous grin. A few soft kisses were planted on her dick as Kyra slowly calmed down. The only sound left was the eager slurping of Alftrid as she just kept going on taking care of the vampire's wonderful behind.
"Good morning, darling. I hope this pleasure at least matched your dreams." A giggle escapes Belor. It takes a few moments to finally convince the tomboy behind him to stop with her lustful work. Alftrid looked just as disheveled as Kyra, probably because they had been woken up the same way.
After a few deep breaths, the exhausted young woman collects herself. "Morning, Master. What do I owe the pleasure?"
Belor moved up along her body. His pale, soft skin rubbed along her youthful beauty all the way until he loomed over her. Her form felt wonderful beneath him as her soft tits pressed into his chest. "Well, my darling, I have promised lovely Alftrid here a little treat."
The closeness of his body clearly had the planned effect on her, as a deep blush settled into her face again and the maid felt her lust rising. Her gaze drifted towards the athletic Alftrid, who watched the scene with her own arousal but also eager to touch her master more.
"A little treat? I think we had plenty of treats the last few weeks. Not that I'm complaining." Kyra looked down again and let out a pleased moan as she felt a gentle kiss on her neck.
With an amused smile, the vampire continued his affection and watched the young maid getting worked up again. "We had plenty of fun, yes, but I was talking about something else. I finally decided to teach her some magic, and I thought you would be interested as well. Both of you have talent; I can clearly see that."
A slight concern crosses her face as Kyra remembers the encounter with Belor's mother the other day, but her curiosity is too great to deny such an offer. "That sounds interesting. I would love to learn magic."
"Lovely. Alftrid, come join us for a second before you burst with envy." Belor heard a giggle from above him, and soon he felt the fit form of her slowly weighing down on him. A pleased sigh follows the sensation of being sandwiched between these two attractive women, their shafts slowly hardening for him.
"Is this the magic that you want to teach us?" Alftrid kissed his back in amusement but soon stopped as the room around them shifted in shadow. After another blink they found themselves in another room only illuminated by the usual dim light of the manor.
Despite the growing interest in this new environment, the two women took their time embracing their master to feel his enchanting warmth and enticing body. Eventually the three of them disentangled from the sensual feeling and stood up.
The room around looked like a study of sorts. A massive table dominated the scene, made of strong oak and intricate carving. They stood up from the luxurious couch they were resting on to investigate the shelves and parchments strewn about.
It was clear that there was little order in here. Books, paper, and writing utensils were lying around carelessly. Slight concern crept into Kyra's mind as she realized that the room had no windows or doors, yet the air was still fresh inside. Alftrid had little care about this and happily picked up books for a closer look.
"Welcome to my office, my darlings. Please keep the chaos as it is. It might not look like it, but there is an order to this." A grin sat on Belor's face as he gently put the book down that the curious maid had picked up. "I chose this place so that no one can disturb us."
"Is there a reason why you brought us here completely naked?" Kyra tried to ease her concerns with her usual attitude.
"Yes." It was obvious that she wouldn't get more of an answer from the vampire. He motioned towards the couch again. "Have a seat, both of you, and then we can begin the lesson."
The sight of their naked master was quite distracting as he waited for them to sit down. Belor casually leaned against his desk with his hands resting on the wood, which gave the two maids an excellent view of his enchanting beauty and soft length hanging between his legs.
"I guess we will start with a simple explanation. I will first use the context from a mage's point of view, even if they only scratch the truth." His tone made it obvious that mortal mages were more like bumbling children in his eyes. "Magic is the art of turning mana into real effects like spells, which may be a fireball or a magic armor. This talent is given at birth, so some have it and some don't."
"A mage has a certain mana pool that he can use for these spells that follow a structure to make that effect work. Reason for speech and gestures during spellcasting is simply to anchor the effect they want to produce." The amused smirk does not leave the vampire's face while his student listens to him eagerly.
"Of course there are other kinds of spellcasters in this world that use different spells, but most of them work in a very similar way. The mana pool can be expanded and trained through focus and meditation, or you could use other objects to store this mana, like a wizard's staff or gems, maybe."
Kyra tilted her head slightly in confusion. "I have never heard you say a formula or make a gesture for using magic. Are things different for you as a vampire?"
"At a certain point in training, you can reach beyond the structures that mortal mages have put in place if you understand magic at its core. It is called free magic, and it is incredibly powerful, as magic is more controlled by willpower than rigid spells. Not many mortals have reached such a point, and those who have are probably close to immortality." Belor is quite pleased with the curious question and gives the maid a nod before he continues.
"Now this is the way the simple-minded view magic, and it has always been like this. Let's unveil the actual truth."
"Mana does not exist, right? Everyone can actually use magic because spellcasting works with life energy." Genuine surprise sits on the vampire's face as Alftrid interrupts him with her words. The tomboy has a knowing grin on her face.
"That is exactly right, my love. Mana is a hollow word for something mortals do not understand. Wonderful." With a soft kiss on the forehead, Belor rewards his clever student, whose smile only widens. Alftrid is clearly eager for more and kisses his lips before he pulls back completely.
It takes a moment for him to catch himself again, but eventually he starts talking again. "The so-called mana pool is basically the vessel of a creature. They are right that a vessel can only carry so much energy and that it can be trained to hold more. Talent is important for a mage, but a long life is just as much."
"The knowledge that anyone can become a spellcaster would probably shake up human society quite a bit. Nobody likes losing a monopoly after all." After the little excursion about wizards, Belor is finally ready to properly start the lesson.
"With the knowledge that spells are cast through energy and will, something that everyone possesses, things will be a lot easier. Of course you first need to be able to harness this energy, and that is what we are going to do today." The vampire steps in front of the two humans and rests a hand on a shoulder each.
