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  They nded in the apartment at the MPI, the pce was deserted obviously, and nothing should be waiting for them there as they lived alone. Rossie was still hung strung in whatever she had, her eyes seemed to flutter everywhere and she could clearly see the signs of her being high.

  Somehow, she should care about it, she should be worried about it. But...she wasn't.

  Not really, she didn't mind that, actually, she wanted something of whatever she was having, after all, they were alone in the dark, and the irl was very alluring in that half-strung state she was.

  She [Wanted] her more than ever, something within her was boiling on [Desire], and she [o do something about it.

  But something was stopping her, was it her decy? Her loyalty? Her values? She wasn't sure.

  But she o deal with them, but how?

  She wasn't ready, not really, but she didn't care. She wao [Eat] Rossie, what was in the way?

  Values? Those one could.

  But yet...she had to deal with them, she needed a way to fix it, but how?

  She was sure that if she tureen she wouldn't have that problem anymore, but she didn't have time magic...But what is age? A number.

  What makes it important? We give age importance because it is the value we give to the ological age of the body. But then, what about the soul?

  Rossie's soul was old, she had lived in another world, besides her inal life, so teically she should be an old soul, even if her mental age wasn't up to there, probably her body was bringing her mental age down.

  So she should be...what one would call [Legal].

  Then what about herself as [Elizabeth], she wasn't quite sure how old she was, her [Status] put her age as 1, but her soul as 17, same as her body's age.

  But her soul? That was harder to deal with, she was aware of how [Old] Alexanders had been, and even if she didn't have any memories of him, she had parts of him. Her [Soul] was the same as him, so she should be an older soul too...

  Teically.

  So the problem boiled down to her [Body], grahis didn't apply to everyone, since using this reasoning was like saying that every child was of age just because their [Soul] was old.

  But since she was aware of her previous life, and Rossie's soul still held the wounds of her previous life, shouldn't they t for this?

  How could she deal with this?

  "What's the matter Eli-Eli?" Rossie's voice brought her back from her musings.

  The girl had a certain uone in her voice, something...sultry, she had unbuttohe top of her blouse and was fanning herself, showg the [Goods].

  "If only we could age faster, just a biological year and I could [Devour] you whole." Elizabeth said, staring, looking, appreciating.

  She really [Liked] what she was seeing.

  "That is easy enough," Rossie said as she saw her weave a spell she couldn't quite uand, the underlying theory of it was alien to her.

  It didn't seem to follow the practical schools of thought they taught at the MPI, nor any of the usual theorems they liked to teach around here, the manda of it was different too, while the mandas they used followed a more theoretical arical style.

  This one seemed to focus more oeric drawings and runes, it almost was as if Rossie was weaving a spell of [Another world].

  "[Age Manipution]" Rossie intoned, but unlike what usually happened when she cast a spell, the [Idea] behind it sounded different, it was almost as if she could hear the voice of an [Older] Rossie behind the spell.

  And then the mana wave of the spell hit her, she...didn't quite feel anything different, to be ho, her body didn't seem to ge either, she wasn't taller, nor her body was different, her mana wasn't different.

  Her [Thoughts] weren't differeher, she still was craving a dose of [Rossium] right now, and might overdose on it if allowed.

  "And there, we are biologically eighteen-year-olds now," Rossie said with a predatory smile on her face as she unbuttoned her blouse.

  It was quite the sight to sore eyes, "Rossie, what are you doing?" Elizabeth asked as the irl walked towards her, her breasts weren't quite exposed yet, but somehow that made it look more...eous.

  Rossie liked to use skimpy brassieres, mostly in pastel tohat were kind of cute.

  But this one she was using today?

  They barely covered anything, actually, she hadn't seen her using those before, where had she got them? They barely covered her and if anything, exposed more skin than anything.

  It was quite dangerous, "Rossie? What are you doing?" Elizabeth asked as the irl started caressing her back, her hands dang around her body, traversing her bad going down...and down...and down.

  Soon enough she felt them at her bottom, Elizabeth couldn't help but give a small yelp as the irl fondled her. "Hmm.....Rossie?" And then as soon as she had dohat. She stopped.

  What?

  Why?

  "Do you really want to tinue?" Asked Rossie, her eyes had the shini motif, bright as the sun and overloading with pink light.

  Did she?

  She felt the breath of the irl as she was face to face, she saw how her face had a red tint, how her ears were flushed, and how she was lig her lips here and there, as if she was sav something.

  She was overly scious about her own state, and sincerely wished she wasn't wearing a bzer over her blouse, that right now there weren't three yers of clothes preventing her from feeling the skin of the irl.

  Besides, she was eighteen right nht? Rossie had said so.

  Did she doubt her? No.

  Rossie would never lie, did she check her [Status] to firm? Also no.

  If something, Father could probably send a message to her tellio stop. Or Mother.

  They were ght?

  They could do that.

  Is no oopping them?

  No messages from the sky?

  No sudden notifications?

  Then she could do it?

  She would do it.

  Really.

  "Yesh ?" Elizabeth said, sending a and into her [Mana] and so, her body was covered in shadows, they blossomed all over her body, ing her clothes and promising to take away all that she was wearing.

  "No." A, a single word from the pink-haired girl stopped her. She didn't want her naked? "Let me do it for you."

  Oh, yeah, that could work, romance, right. That was a thing.

  Elizabeth relented her trol and the shadows returned back, instead, she relinquished herself to the hands of Rossie, and she guided them to the bedroom.

  Uhe barely illuminated room, Rossie guided her to the bed, so she sat herself on it, "Here." Rossie said as she started unbuttoning her blouse. Slowly. Methodically.

  Each buttoook away, she would pce a kiss on the skin revealed. Each time she would feel a shudder, as if a jolt of electricity traversed her body.

  She almost wished for more buttons in her blouse, and wasn't even sure at oint Rossie had discarded her own blouse, but suddenly the irl was on her belly button, the st button had just been undone.

  "I will now move towards the skirt." She said.

  But her skirt didn't have that many buttons?

  It wasn't till the irl started fiddling with her button and zipper that she uood, the girl wasn't using her fingers for that, well, she used them for undoing the button, but she was using her mouth to undo the zipper.

  And was she skilled at that, she could feel her lips moving through her thigh as the zipper was undone, and she could feel her breath. And was she good with her mouth.

  Without knowing how, Elizabeth was suddenly only with her underwear on the bed. And Rossie? Well, it seems that while she was being undressed the irl hadn't wasted time, for she also was missing a skirt now too.

  "Pretty..." And was she taken back, Elizabeth had seen Rossie naked plenty of times already, from when she would barge into the shower while she was using it, to those times she walked around only with a bathrobe.

  But this? This felt different, seeing her only with underwear? It made it more...lewd. Was it the setting? The mood? The ambiance?

  She didn't know, what she did know was that the irl wasn't passive, she pushed Elizabeth down onto the bed and started kissing her, did she go for the mouth?

  No.

  Rossie wouldn't do something so simple, she started in her hand, a small sweet kiss at her hand, then her wrist, her elbow, her should, her neck...Oh god, she was doing things she wasn't even aware could have su effect, she did a small nibble each time, and her hands...Her god-blessed hands, they caressed, fondled, and toyed, they seemed to want te her whole.

  A...

  They were slow, as if she was dealing with a delicate flower, she could feel the hands of Rossie twitg as if they wao speed up, but even while they caressed her breasts they never went too hard or fast, they stayed above her remaining clothes.

  They didn't went under, and Elizabeth hated that, she wao be ravaged, she wao speed up. But also, she was enjoying this pace, her head was a mess, and she wasn't even sure what was what.

  "More..." So she whispered to the evil gods that seemed to be the dwelling within the hands of Rossaline Singh, "...give me more?."

  That seemed to stop Rossie for a sed, she wasn't sure what was worse, that she stopped, or that she smiled at her.

  "Only if you ask it nicely." The irl said, stopping her hands and sitting atop her, what was that position called? Cowgirl?

  "Please...." Elizabeth said, barely a whisper, "I want it."

  She wasn't sure what made her move, but her hands suddenly moved towards Rossie, she just smiled as Elizabeth's hands removed her top, letting her breast in the open.

  "Oh my, are we getting in the mood are we?" Rossie said as she grabbed her ow and gave a wink to Elizabeth, "But this is unfair, you see mine...Now I will o see yours."

  And Rossie did just that, first, she raised Elizabeth's torso so she hugged her, and at the same time, she kissed her, because, of course, she would. Elizabeth could feel her skin touch the irl, she could feel her warmth, a her chest free of the straint of her brassiere.

  Her breast touched and suddenly she wao do more, she wao experience more, to make sure Rossie would feel as good as she was feeling with all this love and care.

  But how?

  The irl seemed to have everything under trol, she was but a pything in her hands, she didn't have the energy to spare and move, and she was being molded into a ball of pleasure that reacted to her movements.

  Rossie moved her hand and kneaded her breasts while she kissed the other, as for the other hand? She could barely see her going into the pink-haired panties.

  Was she also servig herself? That wouldn't do, no sir.

  So Elizabeth followed after the irl's example, if Rossie ying with her breast, then she would do the same, but she was missing something from her view, so with but the smallest flick of her mana she sent a wave of shadows to cut ope strand of clothiweewo girls.

  And so, the remaining underwear was gone, "Oh, I liked that pair." Was all the pink-haired girl said as her lower half was exposed, her hand was barely c the slit, but she could see it, it was wet.

  She wasn't sure if it would be the same for herself, so moving her hand downwards towards her own private parts, she touched herself and found a wet spot down too.

  And Rossie seeing that once more licked her lips, "I want to kiss you more than ever now." And she did just that, leaned in for a kiss, her right going straight to knead her breast while the left went down and down, going into her and out.

  First toug the exterior only, expl, aing, then slowly in and out. First one finger, she couldn't help but let a small yelp of surprise as she felt her, a single finger in, then out... Then two...

  They explored, they searched, they pushed her buttons just right, and they moved in circles, they searched every nook, every y, and every fold. "Rossie..." The pleasure filled her in every move, every time Rossie moved, every time Rossie kissed her.

  A, she wanted more, she needed [More], she couldn't help but find the current Rossie irremediable cute, she needed and wao treat all those cute spots with sweetness and care.

  "...you are so cute..." So she did, she followed suit after the irl's example.

  Just like Rossie had done, she also explored the pink-haired girl's body.

  She fondled, kneaded, caressed, and kissed, her body interwound with the irl atop the bed, she sat atop her and looked down at her, their face flushed red, their eyes full of desire.

  "I o kiss you." Elizabeth said, she had dohat already, of course, she had kissed Rossie almost everywhere in her body.

  Only this time instead of going for her lips, she got a hold of one of Rossie's legs and moved it to the side, opening the secret spot of the irl. A small beautiful spot that seemed to call to her.

  So she moved her hips closer and closer ahe tact being made.

  *gasp*

  "Hmm....?" Rossie was biting one of her firying to quell her shuddering voice with one hand while the other was busy ping one of her breasts.

  And so she started moving her hips.

  Slowly at first then moving the tempo, she was having a hard time breathing, her head started to feel lightheaded, but "Hnng...." The pulses of pleasure moving through her body were enough to keep her going.

  At some point she started to feel the call of something from within, a pulse of warmth spreading from her womb. A [Craving], she wanted [More].

  "More....more." She felt the [Desire] to pletely ravage the body of the pink-haired girl.

  Rossie looked like a mess, halfway t into a puddle of pleasure and desire, she looked incredible, even with all the panting, and the half-open eyes...

  So she kissed her, she kissed her breasts, she kissed her neck, she kissed her ears, her hands, her belly, her most secret spot.

  She kissed her all over, did her all over, all day…All night…They didn’t leave that bedroom at all and when their bodies started failing for missing energy?

  They just [Shifted] stripped themselves of their mana clothes and started all ain with renewed vigor.