Cooled Passions Chapter 55

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Chapter 55: Uncommon Senses

As we arrived, the sultry and teasing adopted by Ranni shifted. Her expression was still the alluring sight that she had shown me before we teleported, but her body betrayed her. She had moved her lower pair of arks to interlock her hands defensively near her waist as she watched me attentively.

Something in my eyes must have shown that I realised this fact as she sighed, “There seems to not be much that can be hidden from thee, consort.”

“When it comes to those I care about, I am sure to pay as much attention as possible.” I responded, gently laying my hand on her joined ones, “Do you wish to discuss it?”

“I…” She trailed off, looking away, “I must admit that when it comes to the… Carnal act… I am without much practical experience.”

I was struck with the feeling that if she could blush, she definitely would be doing so at the moment. However, it appears as if she removed that feature from her body, or was suppressing it.

“That is nothing to be ashamed about.” I replied, causing her to release a light huff.

“Tis vexing, I must admit. Thou art much more versed in this field, leaving me feeling as if I were a fool. Verily, tis not a state of affairs I am accustomed to, nor indeed fond of.”

I could tell. I had noticed that when she was agitated, she enjoyed speaking more nobly, delving deeper into more complicated and archaic language. Releasing her clasped hands, I moved to gently caress her cheek, turning her face to look at me. I then leaned in and spoke softly.

“It’s not a competition, Ranni. Let me lead and just go with the flow. Do you trust me?” As I spoke, she slowly closed her eyes.

“Always.” She breathed.

Her lips were refreshing, cool and yet comfortable. The soft flesh parted, allowing me to delve deeper and taste her more fully. Soon her own tongue got involved, wresting with mine, the faint lingering taste of blackberry being shared between us. Kissing her was a different experience from what I was used to, the feeling of her soft, smooth skin on mine familiar, but the sense that I was interacting with something more tickled my senses.

Eventually, our lips parted, my own breath quickening from excitement while her own stayed controlled.

“I did not expect that to be so… enthralling.” She murmured, her voice low, “Your warmth… I had imagined it, Dear Damocles, but the real thing reveals my dreams to be but pale imitations.”

“There is plenty more to discover, Ranni.” I whispered, “Wonders greater than this. Would you wish to learn them?”

Her eyes sparkled, while her lips curled into a soft smile, “Teach me.”

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Selene took in a deep breath. The change that had occurred in her body had effected her magic severely. Rather than hampering her, however, it seemed to be purely beneficial. Her spells were stronger, held their form easier and did not take as much of her magic as they used to. While supercharged on Damocles’ blood, she was a force to reckoned with.

Or so she thought.

Growling, she revealed her trump card, that she had been working on in her spare time. A dragon made of pure lightning roared out of the ether, bearing down upon it’s petite target. Said girl didn’t move, a shimmering blue shield appearing in the path of the attack, causing it’s charge to invert as it passed through thus rending the dragon inert.

Selene didn’t wait and watch however, instead using the bright attack as cover to charge at the Sagan Bishop. Said bishop merely sighed, bringing a hand up before her eyes widened as she threw up another shield before she was slammed into the ground, the Gravity Magic of Selene’s attack being unaffected and hitting it’s intended target with full effect.

She immediately attempted to capitalize on the opening, rushing to confirm the match, only to grasp air as the white haired girl disappeared from under her grasp. She barely had time to react before a hand was placed on her back, glowing lines appearing around her body that prevented her movement.

Should this have been a real fight, she could have of course broken free and continued to harry Shiro until the other Devil ran out of Demonic Power.

But it was not a real fight.

“The match goes to Shiro.” CC called out, dispassionately.

Selene drooped, but then set her shoulders resolutely. She would definitely get Shiro next time!

“I’ve seen enough.” The alluring voice of Damocles sounded out, “I know what to focus on now.”

Or not.

“But I haven’t won a single time?” She asked, making sure her voice did not come out as a whine.

Her King smiled at her indulgently, causing her to flush, “I have been teaching Shiro how to use Devil Magic personally for close to two years at this point. If you did beat her, I would be an awful teacher indeed.”

She worried her lip in response, unsure of how to answer that statement.

“You did well.” Shiro spoke, causing the vampire to look at her in surprise, “But you think too much.”

“Yes, I noticed that.” Damocles walked over to where the two girls were, hands easily finding their places on the crowns of their heads, “You are still too bound by common sense, or at least what passed for it in your previous world. You take too long to calculate your spells, not imagine them into being.”

She tilted her head at that, confused, “Imagine them into being?”

He laughed at her question, not meanly, but in a fond manner, “Devil magic is based on imagination as I told you. If you believe a spell should work a certain way and successfully justify it to you innate sense of logic, then that is the way it will work. Shiro and I have been studying physics and applying it to our spells, but that is not a tactic that works for everyone. Kasane, for example, is a lot more instinctual.”

“It sounds as if insanity would be a significant advantage to a Devil Mage in that case.” She mused, causing him to give her a proud nod.

“Indeed. Most of the most powerful Devils have some degree of crazy to them and the way they use their Power. Would you like to join Shiro and I for our studies? If may help you come up with way s to justify the spells to yourself, instead of having to calculate it out as you are doing now.”

“I would be glad to.” She responded, nuzzling into the hand he had on her head.

“Good. Now, let’s go over your spars and what could be improved…” She internally groaned at that, not looking forward to examining her failures. She didn’t like it when she was first learning to fight with her old family and that had yet to change.

“If you are good, I will give you a treat.” Damocles promised, causing her mood on the matter to quickly change.

Staring at the wide smile on her face, Shiro muttered under her breath, “Easy.”

“Shush you, or do I need to bring up the chocolate brownies?” He tapped her in recrimination.

Shiro turned to look up at him with big, watery eyes, “Please don’t. I love you Big Brother.”

Damocles rolled his eyes, “I love you too.”