Chapter#16

He swallowed the large lump in his throat. The idea that he would have to consciously make the decision to kill something else didn't sit well with him. If a Caretaker could grant access, could they also ban something? He far preferred being able to wave his hand and make the issue disappear, but so far that hadn't been an option.

"Someone is getting a little too tense." Her lips brushed against his ear, making him shiver. He could feel her large breasts against his chest, her hands on his stomach. No, wait. Her hands were on his legs. Now they were on his calves.

"Wha-" He tried to sit up, but Naia held him down.

"Keep your eyes closed." Her voice was in his ears, but he could tell her body was elsewhere. "I think you'll like this, but you need to relax."

"Ok." He kept his eyes shut. He trusted Naia more than anyone else.

It began slowly, an extra set of hands slowly rubbing his upper thighs, more on his stomach and chest, another on his temples. The touches were loving and innocent, working the stiff muscles throughout. A pair of hands behind his neck rubbed along his upper spine, popping something back into place. The sudden rush of relief to that area made him light headed and he let out a moan.

"Good. Just relax." Her voice was barely above a whisper, yet it resonated through his whole body. A pair of hands worked along each limb, manipulating the tissues deep within. At least four hands were working some knots out of his back that he was certain had formed when he crashed through the ceiling.

Naia worked the kinks out of his body, the number of hands multiplying. He felt himself drifting off to sleep when a trio of hands moved onto his cock. The movements were gentle but insistent, coaxing blood flow to his groin. In a matter of moments, he was fully erect, the hands moving onto his shaft. The hands were somehow moving through each other, creating a downstroke sensation that felt like it would go on forever before alternating upward. He imagined she was creating these limbs from water, but it was definitely more fun with his eyes closed.

A warm mouth enveloped the head of his shaft, sucking him in. He groaned, a tight sensation building up in his testicles, but he fought back the orgasm with ease. He snuck a peek when her mouth was particularly far down his shaft and smiled. Her green and blue hair was bouncing off the surface of the water and hung like a curtain, concealing her face. Spectral hands made of water continued to massage him above the surface, and he could feel them underneath.

Naia serviced him in this matter for several minutes, varying the tempo of her mouth and hands. Her movements were becoming more frantic now, and she let out tiny moans every time his glans slid past the back of her tongue. A groan escaped him, followed by another. He was getting close.

Naia spat him out suddenly, her head tilted as if listening for something.

"Shit. I'll be right back." Her whole body popped like a giant bubble, causing water to cascade over him. He stared at the water in disbelief. Was everything okay?

He heard a low pinging noise through the pipes under the floor, like tiny rocks smacking against the metal. The faucet turned on and spat out three balls of light, one blue, one green and one red. The lights tried to fly away, but were immediately trapped in spheres made of water. Naia manifested, appearing above him with her hands on her hips. From his position, he had a wonderful view of her hairless pussy.

"You three know better." Her eyes flashed, blue light washing over them. The balls of light had coalesced into their fairy forms. Each one of them was a cross between human and insect, and only six inches tall.

"What were they doing?"

"Building a squirrel launcher. Apparently they are bored."

Mike opened his mouth and closed it. He really didn't need the details. However, he did see that the fairies were no longer looking at Naia, but at Mike's swollen cock, their tiny eyes suddenly hungry. Naia saw this and a wicked grin crossed her face.

"If I agree to share, do you three promise to leave the animals at my fountain alone? Forever?"

All three of them nodded. Naia snapped her fingers and the spheres vanished, releasing them. They all splashed down in the bath, climbing onto MIke like a human life raft. His cock tingled immediately upon contact with their sparkling bodies, the sensation of their tiny hands and mouths causing chills to run down his spine.

Somewhere, deep inside, the wild magic he had created with Cecilia flickered to life, hungry for release.

"Control it." Naia's lips were against his ear, her hand on his lower stomach. "Let's practice letting go while holding back. Besides, you may cause one of them to explode."

Mike laughed, going deep into himself. He could feel their ministrations on his phallus increasing in urgency, actively rubbing themselves on his shaft, but he was distant enough to concentrate on the wild magic inside. He had created it by having sex with the banshee and coming deep inside her, and they had both left a permanent mark on each other. The spark that had ignited was making tiny sparks form on his belly, crawling across his skin to disappear in the water.

"Your body and your mind are two separate things." Her actual hands were rubbing his shoulders now. "This is no different than thinking of other women to help get off, or thinking of action movies to hold off for a little bit longer."

In his mind, he imagined a gate closing in front of the magic, holding it back. It rattled the cage, his whole body shuddering. Carmina was now rubbing her slippery cunt on the head of his cock while Olivia and Cerulea were grinding against the base of his shaft. A spark jumped off his cock and zapped Cerulea, knocking her back across his lap and into the water. He picked her up and set her back down and she shook her head, her beetle-wings clicking as she dried herself off before resuming.