[Spirit of Lust 2] Chapters 847 & 848. (Patreon)

Chapter 847: Drinking together (Part 1).

I still felt fine by the time evening rolled around, if somewhat tired because of practice and because spending nearly all day with people who aren’t my girls is exhausting in and of itself.

As I went to the kitchen to check the pantry to see what we’d eat tomorrow, I was starting to make a list of the things I’d have to do. There was the usual workout routine and I had to practice more on my own, but I also had to record some stuff for the channel. If I manage to get everything done quickly, I should have enough time to get some proper rest before the week starts again…

“Oliver,” Grace called me from the living room. “What are you doing?”

“Hm? Just checking that we have enough beef for tomorrow’s stew,” I told her, taking the frozen meat from the freezer and leaving it down in the fridge.

She let out a heavy sigh. “So you’re still too busy to let yourself finally relax?”

“I mean… I don’t want to forget to take out the beef,” I said innocently.

“Fine. Now, come on. We’re all in the bar. It’s about time we use it properly, right?” Grace came up to me, grabbed my hand and guided me out of the kitchen, leaving me no room to refuse. Not that I was going to.

Like she said, everyone was gathered at the bar. We had a low table with two couches across from one another, set up specifically for when we decided to hang out here. The living room was pretty comfortable, too, so we had yet to use the bar until now. Spread across the table were plenty of snacks. A variety of chips and dips, ham, cheese, mixed nuts and what seemed to be a bowl of grilled shrimp.

“Oliver, order up!” Mila said, raising her glass and gesturing towards Diana, who was behind the counter finishing up another drink.

“Order up!” Fern echoed, raising her glass with Mila. Her cheeks already seemed to have a faint red tint, which told me she was at least one or two glasses in already. Seeing the chocolate in her glass, I understood that we had yet another victim of the sweetness of the mudslide.

“Like they said, order up,” Diana herself told me.

“...Do we have any wine?” I asked her.

“We do. Cabernet Sauvignon or Merlot?” she asked me.

“Merlot,” I said.

“What’s a Merlot?” Noelle asked.

“And since when do you drink wine?” Alice asked with a soft giggle.

“Merlot is a type of grape used to make wine. It has a softer and sweeter taste than other varieties. Seeing the food you prepared, wine seems like the best choice to go with them. Blame my job for making me learn this stuff. Actually, blame her,” I said, nodding towards Diana.

“Knowing this is stuff is part of what makes you popular with the customers, so you should be thanking me,” Diana said.

“Come on, sit down,” Grace said, scooting to the side so I could sit next to her.

I did, then Diana came over with my and Grace’s drink, set them down in front of us, then sat down to my left after bringing her own glass of wine.

“How was practice?” Noelle asked me.

“We might actually be able to do this,” I said. “We’re not as terrible as I thought we’d be.”

“See? I told you,” Mila said.

“I was going to ask if some of you would like to go to that event,” Fern said. “So it was a huge surprise to hear you’d be playing there.”

I nodded. “It did come out of nowhere. Luna and Ruby could’ve just performed by themselves, but Steven has been trying to butter us up to the idea of forming a band. I guess he’s getting to them.”

“And you, apparently,” Grace said, taking a sip of her piña colada. “You’re stubborn enough to refuse if you truly believed it was a bad idea.”

“Yep, that sounds like our Oliver,” Sarah said.

I groaned. “I guess. My… apprehension has nothing to do with their skills, really. It’s that… save for Eric, I just met them. And I’m not getting any sort of… supernatural feelings about them. Neither negative nor positive, so… I wanted to wait a bit longer.”

Diana finished eating a piece of cured ham and turned to look at me. “Not even from those two girls? They’re pretty cute.”

“Right?” Sarah nodded in agreement. “I can see that they’re not fully your type, but… maybe like 70% your type?”

“Hey, they’re dating each other, so it’s not even appropriate. Besides, you know that the trigger has little to do with how they look, right?” I told them. “There was this girl we met at the mall once who was also really cute, yet all my senses were telling me she was bad news.”

“Oh, right. Her…” Grace said. “I’d almost forgotten.”

“Wait, that happened?” Fern asked. “Like, your magic senses told you someone was dangerous?”

“Not ‘dangerous’ per se. More like we’d be totally incompatible. The exact opposite of what I felt when I met you and Diana.”

Fern smiled and hid a giggle behind her glass. Even Diana seemed to get a little giddy, though she was a lot better at hiding it.

“Hey, speaking of those magical senses,” Alice began. “Did they say nothing about the rest of us?”

I shook my head. “No, but I’m pretty sure that’s because we hadn’t developed our abilities to that point yet. I only started to be able to read minds… When was it? I think it was a few weeks before you and I went out on our first date,” I told Alice. “And even then it hurt my head.”

“Fine, I’ll believe it,” Alice said, picking up a small cheese cube and eating it to hide her pout.

“But it’s true…” I said.

“Let her be,” Sarah said, nudging Alice with her shoulder and grinning teasingly. “She just wants to hear you say that you’re perfect for each other.”

“Alice is a lot needier than she appears, after all,” Mila said.

Alice grumbled. “‘Needy’ is too strong of a word.”

I took a sip of my glass of wine and took a deep breath. I could practically feel both my mind and body relaxing. This casual atmosphere with the girls… there’s nothing like it.

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Chapter 848: Drinking together (Part 2).

A couple of hours in and we were all tipsy, laughing and talking loudly. Most of the snacks were gone, with the bowl of grilled shrimp Diana made being the first to empty out.

“No, no, it’s true,” Mila said. “Turns out the rumor was no rumor at all! One of the seniors actually WAS dating that one substitute teacher! A friend texted me the other day saying she saw them having coffee.”

“Hah! I remember that rumor getting so much attention that people got bored of speculating whether the four of us were dating or not,” Sarah said, laughing. “Can’t believe it was actually true.”

“How come you didn’t know, Grace?” Alice asked her. “You were always the first to fact check these things.”

“You noticed the timeline, right? I was busy being a girl in love. I didn’t give a damn about other people.”

Diana snickered. “And you’re not a girl in love anymore? Ouch…”

“Oh, screw you. You know what I mean. Those first couple of months are just different.”

Fern giggled. “Are they really? I’m still IN those first couple of months.”

“Ugh. Actually, you’re in a rough spot since you have to share a lot more than we did,” Mila said. “That, and we’re all so busy you can only see him on weekends.”

“Yeah, so don’t be shy and just do what you feel like any time,” Sarah said. “It’s only fair.”

“We attended the same school, so we could see each other every day, too,” Noelle said. She chuckled. “I kinda miss the club room sometimes.”

Fern raised an eyebrow. “Club room?”

“We formed a new club just to have a spot to hang out,” Mila said. “It was the Occult Research club. We cleaned up an old storage room outside the main building and, well… used it to do dirty things, mostly.” She laughed.

“We still had to show some sort of progress, so Grace ended up writing some reports for us,” Sarah said, raising her glass. “A toast to her, by the way.”

I chuckled and raised my glass as well. This was my fourth glass of wine, I think. No, wait. Fifth. It was… interesting.

“Oh? What are you smiling about?” Grace asked me, grinning and poking my cheek.

“Nothing. Just… It’s funny that I was always so against drinking and stuff. But I’m on my fifth glass and this feels… fun. Not the drinking itself, obviously. It’s interesting how being with you girls can make me enjoy things I used to avoid like the plague.”

Fern nodded. “Yeah, me too. I’d always been kind of scared of drinking, but here it’s… almost relaxing?” She giggled.

“Oh, no, we’re a bad influence…” Mila gasped.

“Eh. Let’s just blame Diana for this one,” Grace said with a shrug, causing the other girls to laugh.

“Oh, shut up. I’m watching them carefully so they don't go overboard,” Diana said. “I’m watching you all, actually.”

“Wait, that’s his fifth? How many have I had, then?” Sarah asked, looking at her nearly empty glass.

“That’s your seventh,” Diana told her. “I’ve been watering them down a bit, but it’s actually surprising how well you can hold your liquor.”

“Oh, no wonder I’m getting so hot…” she said, fanning herself with the neckline of her tank top.

“Just take it off at this point,” Alice teased.

“Mmm, should I?” Sarah smirked. “I’d feel a little awkward. I think I have a better idea…”

Sarah set her glass down, then took a hand to her back. With surprising deftness she unhooked her bra and took it off without even lifting her tank top. The complex mechanism of black silk came out from her neckline before flying towards me and landing on my head.

“Aaah, much better,” the blonde said.

I smiled and let out a soft, resigned sigh. Seeing her nipples poking her top, seeing her cleavage and even touching the warm bra to get it off my head… It had the exact effect Sarah wanted it to have. And not just that. All the girls not only felt it, but saw it as the bulge between my legs slowly grew in size.

“You know, I’m actually getting hot, too,” Fern said and undid a couple more of her shirt’s buttons, but what was funny about it was that we could tell she was ACTUALLY doing it because he was feeling hot.

We couldn’t help but laugh, which made her a little embarrassed.

I let out a dramatic sigh. “You can’t just let a guy enjoy a quiet evening, can you? Women really do just want one thing, huh?”

“Dear, the nonchalant act doesn’t really suit you,” Diana said, kissing me on the cheek before she started pulling up my T-shirt. I gave up and raised my arms so she could take it off.

Once my chest was bare, Fern, Noelle and Alice let out a whistle.

“I’m not trying to be nonchalant,” I said. “I really was having a good time just hanging out.”

“Who says we have to stop hanging out?” Grace said, grinning. “You just stay where you are.” She pushed the low table forward a little bit to make some space, then stood up to kneel in front of me. “Now, don’t mind me. I’ll just be having my own fun down here…”

Grace unzipped my pants, pulled down my boxers and freed my erection. That said… “Mmm, he really is just only getting in the mood… It’s not as hard as it usually would be.”

I sighed. “I’ve been feeling pretty stupid today for allowing myself to get to the point I was this morning. Apparently, and counterproductively, that’s having an effect on my libido…”

“You really have no right to be telling me not to overthink things,” Diana said, taking off the thin sweater she was wearing. “You’re the biggest overthinker in this room.”

“In my defence, I admitted it when I told you that,” I said, smiling sheepishly.

Diana chuckled and shook her head. “Dear… You love sex, we love sex. It’s not that complicated.”

I sighed again, this time to push out all the unnecessary thoughts in my head. “Yeah, I know. I’m allowed to have my off days, though.”

“Yes, but what do you know… the day’s very close to being over.” Diana leaned in and kissed me, also finding my hand and guiding it to her breast. Her tongue rolled around mine and I could feel my body hear rising by the second.

Grace chuckled. “Well, there it is.” She unbuttoned her shirt from top to bottom and took off her bra, leaving it on the table. My body stiffened from pleasure as I felt her tongue lick me up and down as she held me.

“Um… Question. Do you mind if I… record?” Fern asked with a shy grin, showing her phone.

“Oh, do it!” Mila encouraged. “We haven’t made any videos since the ones we recorded for you.”

“I don’t think we’ve even watched the ones we recorded in school,” Grace said before taking my cock inside her mouth, making sure to do it with a mouth full of saliva.

“Should we have a watch-party of all our sex videos one of these nights?” Alice suggested, giggling excitedly.

“God, no. I don’t think I can watch myself having sex…” Noelle said. “I get embarrassed even when we have a mirror.”

“But you’re so sexy to watch,” Fern told her. “You make the most blissful face when having sex!”

“That she does,” Sarah agreed. “Almost makes me believe she enjoys it more than any of us, which can’t be true because I can’t see anyone loving it more than I do.”

It was Diana’s turn to snap off her bra. She pulled away from me to take it off and toss it aside. Next thing I knew, I was not only tasting Diana’s boobs, but Grace was done lubricating my shaft with her saliva. She positioned herself well, then sandwiched my cock with her breasts.

As she made them bounce on me, rubbing my length up and down, she turned her head back to the others behind her. “Hey, there’s still a spot open to his right. Someone take it.”

I pulled away from Diana’s nipple to look directly at who I wanted. “Sarah,” I said, beckoning her close. “Let’s do things properly now.”

The blonde licked her lips, yet her grin had no hint of mischievousness like it had when she removed her bra. Instead, she smiled with pure happiness, excitement and relief as she jumped to my side.