Dark Empathy by Archibald Bradford (inspiring books for teens TXT) 📕

one of the other cadets. We were just talking about class.”

“That’s not what it sounded like.” Milly observed while her eyes sized up the stranger from beneath the brim of her hat.

Like Nina, she had also felt her master’s ire.

Having quickly regained control of his own temper in the face of the two powerful monsters, Baron coldly thanked Nameless for his help and took his leave.

Nina’s narrowed eyes tracked him as he stalked away, while Nameless wrapped his arms around his loving Minotaur.

“Master, I’m all sweaty.” The cow protested with her arms out to the side, unwilling to reciprocate the embrace in her current state.

If anything he held her tighter.

“I like you all sweaty. In fact, I’m just going to go ahead and say we have the most fun together when you’re all sweaty.”

She lowed deep when both of his hands gripped her ass tight, her arms finally returning his hug.

“You two are just too cute.” Nina observed drily; “Let’s go back to our room and fuck.”

Nameless sighed into the warmth of Milly’s chest.

“I hate to say it babe, but I think I’m too tired tonight. This was probably the most stressful day I’ve had here.”

Abruptly he yelped as Nina’s squeezed his ass much harder than he had Milly’s.

“It’s cute that you think I was asking.”

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Less than a half hour later Milly had her shirt off while Ophelia was tending to the various bruises on her torso from her training sessions with their Gigas.

“Goodness, Milly! What happened here?” The Flutterby asked.

She was gingerly pressing a warm cloth to an especially large bruise between the cow’s shoulder blades.

Seeing an opportunity to get a bit of sympathy for the harsh training their bond-sister was subjecting her to, Milly adopted a distinct sulk.

“Nina threw a tree at me.”

“What?!” Nameless eyes boggled.

“When I wasn’t looking too!” She nodded emphatically.

Nina came into their room from the showers then and was met by a dark scowl from Erica.

She looked to the bruise and shrugged.

“She tried to run away, that was against the rules.”

The Katje stomped up to her, hands on her hips, and leaned down to bring her face close.

“Were you beating on my sister?” She demanded.

Nina rolled her eyes.

“We were training. Don’t be an ass.”

The Katje let out a low growl, rising in pitch as her eyes narrowed to slits.

“And don’t hiss at me or you can be part of the training.” Nina snapped.

“Stop it! Please!” Nameless finally said.

The irritable emotions in the room were wearing on him; he missed Volka’s calming aura and wondered where she was.

Feeling her master’s distress, Milly stood and placed herself between the two bickering girls.

“Nina, I’m sorry, I was just venting a bit. Thank you for training me. And Erica…” She turned to her expectant sister; “Nina’s right, don’t be an ass.”

Ophelia tittered into her hand while Nina raised an eyebrow at the gentle Minotaur’s foul language.

Erica sputtered in consternation.

“What?! But I was defending you!”

The cow-girl turned and pulled the struggling Katje into a hug against her naked chest.

“I know, but you don’t need to do that anymore, especially against Nina! I’m okay, I was just being-”

“Bitchy?” Nina offered and the Minotaur’s cheeks turned pink as Erica broke off their hug.

“S-sure, that.”

The Gigas turned away with a smug smile and began to undress, setting her hammer down as she did so.

Much to the surprise of the others, Milly capitalized on the opportunity while Nina was pulling her shirt over her head, tackling the Gigas to the floor of the closet and quickly pinned her arms behind her head.

“Milly!” Ophelia protested.

The Flutterby had to all but fly out of the way of the two girls colliding.

“And now you’re dead.” The Minotaur teased.

Nina sighed.

“What a triumph this must be for you.” She said drily.

Milly pouted at the non-response and didn’t let her go.

“Say it.”

The Gigas struggled, but the Minotaur had all of the leverage, and without her hammer the giant was well and truly trapped.

“Nope.” Nina said, stubborn to the last.

“Fine. Erica?”

The Katje was watching, equal parts amused and surprised at her bond-sister’s sudden aggression.

“Yeah lover?”

“Tickle her.”

Erica’s answering smile was predatory.

She stalked over to the pair, knelt beside Milly, and took the cow’s tail in hand.

“Gigas don’t tickle.” Nina said placidly.

Milly shifted to one side to give Erica access.

“We’ll see.” The two of them said at the same time.

Using the tassel on the end of Milly’s tail, Erica began to draw little patterns on Nina’s exposed tummy and sides.

At first it was just as Nina said: she didn’t even flinch, but the patient Katje kept at it, and soon Milly saw the giant’s eyes start to water.

“Erica, it’s working.”

“No it isn’t.” The tiny red prisoner spoke between gritted teeth.

Volka came in then, returning from an extended visit to the academy’s library.

“I missed something?” She asked with one delicately raised brow.

“Help us tickle!” Erica said.

Nina had begun to squirm under the relentless assault, panting slightly.

The angel chuckled, her eyes narrowing.

“I would, but you see, I don’t like unfair contests.”

With one swift move she had the ethereal feathers on either wing working on Erica and Milly simultaneously, the pair of them yowling and mooing as they lost the upper hand on Nina.

Very soon both Nameless and Ophelia joined in the fun and the whole occasion devolved into a massive tickle fight that quickly spilled onto the bed.

It was a good evening.

Once everyone’s various appetites were sated, Nameless found himself dozing on the bed with Nina and Ophelia, the other girls having ducked out to the showers to clean up after their shenanigans.

It had become something of a