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This is the continuation of the previous chapter, please read the previous chapters to fill in any blanks. I appreciate the feedback and apologize for previous and any future grammatical errors. This story contains fantasy/magic within it and has more interesting magical twists to come. Please note that all characters in this story are 18 years or older. If you’re not interested in the realm of seduction, fantasy, action, and adventure then you found the wrong story. I apologize for how long it took to post this story. I will continue to write this story and create many more in the future.

“Boring” seemed to be a word Luke rarely used these past few days. Even as he sat in class he couldn’t help but think of all the events being a sorcerer had granted him. His life had pulled a complete U-turn from the drab of what it once was. Almost a week or so ago he would be sitting in class trying to figure out what to do after school. Now he had part of the day planned for a new contract and more mysteries ahead. Yet this evening was nothing compared to last night.

He had earned himself twenty five thousand dollars to be deposited into his account as well as a meeting for a new contract. And when he left the fight feeling like a champ he thought he would return home and collapse. Little did he know he would have one amazing night with his sister. He had planned to take her but…well he thought it would require more planning then the rushed event that occurred.

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Without warning Luke suddenly felt Sam’s arms wrap about his neck as she moaned in the kiss and deepened it to a heated passion. Her body pressed firmly into his and he could feel every outline of her frame mash against his own stiff muscles. He drank in her taste, kissing her ever more deeply to drown himself in more of her sweetness. He continued to get drunk on her taste feeling her moan and groan into his mouth as her body quivered in his arms.

Her grip tightened about his neck pulling in to his kiss making it more passionate by the second. He didn’t fight it nor dissuade it in anyway, he wanted this more than he knew. The heated passion that flooded his lips from his lust filled sister was unexpected. He knew she fantasized about him but didn’t have any clue how much she truly yearned for him. But the kiss itself portrayed all of that and more.

When they finally parted from the kiss he saw the look joy followed with pure embarrassment on her face. He wanted to recover this and fast before she had any doubts. Within a flash his Mind Radio was on and anchored to Sam. His mind was flooded with her thoughts as he stared into her eyes. “He just kissed me. We just kissed. Not a simple kiss like a brother and sister do. That wasn’t even close to what we did. We made out. Oh god I just made out with my brother! I mean…I knew I wanted this but now that I have it….this is so wrong but I…”

Luke derailed her thoughts by implanting one of his own. One he felt deeply for, “Sam you know you want this and it’s ok to do this. I want this as much as you.” Luke pushed the command into her mind and felt it settle along with her thoughts. He knew he wanted her and from the fantasy he shared with her, he knew she wanted him too. Her body relaxed in his arms and she almost melted under the caress of his fingers against her back.

She stared at him for a moment longer before pushing away from him with the continued mixed look of joy and embarrassment. He wasn’t sure which line of thought she followed anymore as her mind slowly emptied. Concern welled up inside of him. Did his Mind Radio not work on her? He could read her thoughts but…right now she seemed to only be looking at him with a blank stare and mind. Did he do something wrong and put too much strain on her? Maybe this moral choice was too much?

He was about to try to enter a command in her mind again when she lifted her shirt off her body. His own thoughts where complete derailed and thrown off the bridge when he saw her petite body made bare on his lap. The shirt was curtain lifting off her to reveal her flawless skin. He continued to eye her frame, eyes growing wider as more of her body was exposed. He about swallowed his tongue when he saw her small budding breasts starring him in the face. Her A cup breasts seemed to have large areolas that he never had a decent view of when she was masturbating the other night. Was her body always so radiant?

When the shirt came off her head she was smiling brightly at him like a magnificent portrait. He had seen his fair share of different woman over the last few days, even his own mother, but nothing compared to seeing Sam right now. She seemed to glow as she blushed and stared at him shyly. Her short dark hair seemed to make the blush on her boyish features more noticeable. He had told her in the fantasy that he didn’t want any woman’s body but hers and right now more than ever those words rang true.

His staring finally made her uncomfortable as her arms came up to cover her breasts. She looked away to avoid staring directly at him yet giving him a side glance as her face became different shades of red. Words finally formed in his own throat, “You have a beautiful body.” This only caused her face to turn new shades of red. Luke absorbed himself in the glow of her beauty feeling it flood his vision.

Luke enfolded her into his arms hugging her close as he smiled at her crimson face. Her eyes where wide and full of shock. Those lovey green eyes, how they mirrored his own in some ways yet none at all. She found his lips caressing hers briefly before they traced her skin. Her heard gasps from her mouth as his lips traveled down her cheek and found her neck. He felt spark of joy entire her mind and enjoyed being able to find her most sensitive parts by the road map of her emotions.

Like a compass, he used Sam’s thoughts to find the perfect spot to trail his lips. First he found her neck just above her collar bone. There he suckled and nibbled at her flesh causing her to squirm on his lap and grip his shoulders. Her fingers dug into him as he teased and attacked her tender flesh. With her arms griping his shoulder nothing blocked his lips from traveling further until he caught her beautiful breast into his mouth. Her mind and body reacted in bliss as his tongue twirled about her nipple. His fingers gripped her back as she tried to pull away, only causing her body to arch and give him the perfect angle to enjoy her breast.

Her slender body seemed so fragile under his hands, he almost wanted to treat her like a porcelain doll. He held her so firmly yet gently to make sure he didn’t hurt her but prevented her from leaving his grasp. Yet her powerful arms kept pushing hard against him, her thoughts being swarmed with the joy she felt at his mouth to the point where it was over whelming her senses. When he finally broke from her breast she about rested limply in his arms.

In the next moment her hands gripped his shirt and jacket in one motion yanking them of his head. It kind hurt feeling the clothes ripped off his torso but he didn’t mind when he felt her bare hand press against his naked chest. He smiled brightly up at her as she leaned down and gave him another dose of her bitter sweet lips. His words didn’t express the joy he felt in doing this. Feeling his sister, kissing her, and admiring her. Any words he tried to use to describe it seemed to pale to the real thing.

She parted from the kiss so slowly he swore that time was on a standstill. Both their minds where flooded with the pure blissful taboo of this scene they were acting on. His hands that stroked and held her back, her fingers that caressed his chest, and their eyes drowning within one another. The excitement that scorched Luke’s bones was more thrilling then anything so far.

Sam finally broke the slow motion of the world by leaning down and kissing his neck. He submitted to her lips leaning his head to the side. He felt her pouty lips trail across his flesh dripping her sweet mouth down his flesh. His head lulled back with eyes closed feeling her lips and tongue glide about his skin. The thoughts dropping in and out of her mind flooded so fast he might as well set a movie on fast forward and try to watch it. She focused on the taste and sensation of his body while enjoying how wrong this was, yet how right it felt.

All attempts to read her mind where shattered when he felt her mouth in case his nipple. Luke’s eyes snapped open as he stared at her sucking his nipple greedily as if it held milk. He watch in awe and pleasure, his nipples already sensitive from Miss Bradley. Her yes where closed as her mind buzzed with delight. “His taste is so strong. The sweat and the smell. Oh my god I can’t believe how amazing this all is!” His line of thought mimicked her own on that. His bulge threatened to explode in a premature climax or tare open his pants to be free.

Much to his torment Sam decided at that moment to start rubbing his already straining bulge. He groaned in both pain and pleasure as he felt the strain tighten even more on his dick. The mix of torment and bliss confused him as he enjoyed his sister’s mouth on his nipple and hand on his cock. Yet, the more she teased him the more it strained against the fabric of his jeans. He was about to lose his mind.

He forced his sister to stop and she looked at him with disappointment that echoed throughout her mind. When he moved her off of him she went into a panic. “I don’t want this to stop! What’s he doing? Is he disappointed in me?” Luke wanted to smile from how much she cared and when he unzipped his pants letting both the pants and boxers fall to the floor he let out a relieved sigh of content. When he looked at Sam her thought of panic where dashed and replaced with lust once more. “Oh my god, he is really huge. I don’t even know how that will fit in me…”

Her hand reached out unsteadily and caressed his leg. Her eyes locked on his enlarged eight inch member that stood as hard as ever. He stared down admiring the view of his sisters staring lustfully at his erect member. As the moment progressed he drowned himself in the thrill of it all. His own hand reach out to cup her cheek feeling her tender skin against his palm. He didn’t know if is his hand followed her face or her face followed his hand. Either way he was greeted with the delightful feeling of her lips wrapped about his dick.

An unsteady breath escaped his lips when he felt her lips slide further down his shaft. Her slender mouth only made it half way down his shaft before her fingers came up gripping the other half and he was in heaven. Her mouth worked up and down on his dick while her fingers jerked the rest. His hands reacted by stroking and griping her hair. He let her do all the work resisting every urge to thrust his hips forward as she continued to work his shaft gingerly at first and picked up pace as she found a rhythm she liked.

The pace continued as Sam started to use her tongue along the underside of Luke’s shaft. The more she worked him the more he struggled to control his own body from react. She tried to fit more of him into her mouth and he felt her gag as his cock went slightly deeper. Even though she gaged he found her trying to fit more and more of him each try. Finally she tried to do more than she was ready for and started a coughing fit.

He pulled out immediately and went down on a knee to support her. He rubbed her bare back as the fit subsided and smiled at her adorable face. “I’m sorry I’m not better,” she was on the verge of tears and he could see the sorrow radiate throughout her mind.

Before it could overwhelm her he kissed her deeply. His lips drowning her sorrow in the heat of his own ignited passion. He pushed her into the couch making her bare body lay against it as his own lips pressed firmly against her own. His hands ran over her body, fingers caressing her skin and sliding down her frame. His palms gripped her small breasts, massaging them and squeezing them firmly as he kissed her more deeply. She groaned into his lips as he felt him assault her breasts with his fingers.

He reluctantly pulled away from her lips before he was consumed by them. Yet, he wanted to taste more of her. His lips trailed down her body kissing along the every inch of skin. His hands never moved from her breast, always teasing her nipple between the grips of his fingers. His lips and hands worked her in ways that made her squirm and arch her back. Each movement of her body was followed by his lips trailing further down her frame.

Luke made his way further down till he was face to face with her glorious womanhood. So strange to think of her in such a way. Such a woman in front of him when all of his life he saw her as a tomboy. Now in front of his eyes was the proof of how much she had grown into an amazing woman. Her magnificent slit that was hidden behind the fold of her pussy’s lips, all surrounded by the slowly growing hair after a recent shave. It was a sight worth a thousand words and more. His head moved between her legs, his breath teasing her moist slit and causing her to shutter. He had been gentle with her through this entire moment and now…he couldn’t hold back.

Immediately his face was smashed into her pussy causing her to squeal in delight as his tongue slide up and down her slit. As his tongue slithered along her wet hole he found that she tasted even more bitter down below yet the sweetness was there. He was greedy, trying to devour that small bit of sweetness as he pushed his tongue deep into her folds. As before, her mind was his map guiding him towards bringing her to a stronger orgasm. As soon as the first orgasm ripped through her he felt her fingers rake and grip his hair pulling him into her pussy even more than before. He would have smiled if his face wasn’t being suffocated in her delicious snatch.

It seemed he wasn’t the only one who was holding back as well.

Her fingers continued to grip his hair trying to pull him more firmly into her. He lost all sense of whose thoughts where whose. He was drunk off her taste feeling himself be directed by her thoughts and fingers to bring her from one orgasm to another. His tongue working expertly throughout her slit and hole, rolling tenderly across her overly sensitive clit. Her body arched from his mouth and tried pulling away as his hands gripped her budding breasts more firmly.

Luke’s mind was lost in the sea of her thoughts, being drowned in the scream, both outwardly and inwardly of pleasure. The anchor in her mind was a double bladed sword at the moment. He knew her every need and pleasure but was drowned in the hidden screams that she bit her lip to suppress. He felt like he would die with his face buried inside her pussy, which in some causes wouldn’t be a bad way to go.

After time seemed to stretch for an eternity Luke pulled his face from her pussy and stared up at her. She was panting, trying to get all the air back into her lungs. The sweat rolling down her skin making it glisten in the low light from the kitchen. Adrenaline and lust filled his thoughts, minus her own that streamed from his anchor. “That was amazing. My god nothing could have prepared me for that. Is this all just foreplay at the moment? God only knows if I’m this way after sucking his cock and him working my pussy I can’t imagine what that cock will do to me.” His mind was a bonfire that was drowned in gasoline and her thoughts where the match that set it ablaze with pure greedy lust.

Within a blink he was on top of her once more kissing her deeply as his tongue invaded her mouth. She grunted in surprise as his tongue danced along hers. Her hands reached up and gripped his shoulder their bodies rocking against one another in the heat of passion. Luke felt his cock rubbing against her slit, the juices coating his shaft, as she squirmed and moaned in pleasure underneath him. He couldn’t hold back any more, with a smooth stroke he pulled back and felt the tip of his dick enter his sister. He instantly groaned feeling how tight she was. Then he was confused when he meet some resistance. As he slowly pushed Sam’s fingers dug into deeper into his shoulder.

“It’s going to happen. I’m going to have my first with him.”

The realization dawned on Luke as he leaned up to look into her eyes, “Sam…are you a…”

Her legs suddenly wrapped about his waist, “Don’t you dare pull out, not after all of this. I want this…I want you as my first Luke.”

He wasn’t certain how much of it was his own suggestion in her mind or her own desire for him. In either case he didn’t argue with her. But, he planted another suggestion in her mind. “Sam, this may hurt only a little but as soon as your hymen breaks you’ll be flooded with pleasure to bring you to an orgasm.” Luke felt he owed her that since she was gifting him with her first time.

Before he could second guess himself he gave a hard thrust pushing into her. He felt her tare and in turn brought a whimper of pain from her. But, the command sank in easily as she arched hard feeling him fill her up. Her body gripped his dick like a vice, threatening to rip it off. As she came down from her orgasm her body loosened once more allowing more of him to enter her. Luke was amazed that she was able to take all eight inches of him inside her. She panted and squirmed as he was completely sheathed inside of her.

He held it there for a moment longer as he felt her body shutter around his cock fully inside her. Sam’s mind and voice rang out at the same time, “My god, you’re actually inside me. Your cock is inside my pussy.”

Luke found his mind racing with her own, “And you feel amazing, any tighter and you might just take my dick off.” He chuckled and smiled as she laughed back.

She punched his shoulder playfully, “What do you expect it’s my first time and you’re huge.” He laughed some more before kissing her. In that moment they just smiled, laughed, and kissed one another. The playfulness of siblings mixed with the pleasure of lovers as they slowly began to rock into one another. Laughter replaced by moans and groans as Luke started to thrust into Sam feeling every inch of her soaked pussy grip and pull on his dick. “Damn that feel so good,” Sam moaned the words out making Luke smile and admire how cute she was.

Within moments their rocking went from soft love making to wild sex. She gripped his shoulder firmly as his hands held her hips pulling her into his cock. With every thrust their bodies rocked the couch and shook each other to their core. The heat from it all was almost too much to bear. Their bodies coated in sweat, her pussy slick with her juices and his cock hard as ever hammering into her like a possessed machine. “Keep going Luke. My god don’t you dare stop!”

Luke knew he was already way to close to his climax. The mix of taboo, foreplay, her innocence, and the sex made it almost unbearable for him to hold back. This whole erotic situation was driving him crazy. On top of that his sister’s begging both verbal and mental continue to push him over the edge.

He picked her up, lifting her into the air, completely taking her off guard as she screamed in surprise. He held her ass firmly as he rocked his hips and dropped her weight on to his cock. This caused her to scream and pant in pleasure no words forming from her mouth besides the moaning from within. Yet her mind spoke for her, “Yes yes yes! My god I can’t believe I waited this long for sex. He is so deep right now. I’m losing my mind!”

Luke was losing his own mind as he continued to hammer into her. The sudden switch in position brought the edging climax away from him only to be fueled once more as he dropped her body down on his cock. The sound of her body dropping on his cock started to become wetter with each thrust. His sister was wild and crazy, driving him completely insane himself. Images flooded from her mind, picturing what it looked like to have his dick inside her. The feeling of her pussy and the flood of her pleasure and images was pushing Luke further over the edge by the second.

It was times like this that Luke cursed his sexual stamina. After today’s adventures he was tired and worn. The adrenaline unable to fuel his worn muscles that insisted on driving into his sister. After about five minutes of him fucking her in the air his body gave out on him. He adjust the fall, landing on the couch, and dropping his sister hard on his crotch which in turn caused them both a new wave of pleasure to course through them.

What surprised Luke was Sam was nowhere close to done. When he sat on the couch she took the lead and began to rock her hips and drop her weight on him. Staring at his sister glistening in sweat, riding his cock with a need he couldn’t characterize, and screaming with each impalement on his cock amazed him. Luke felt energized watching her work his shaft. He found his hands grip her waist and started to thrust up into her.

They both screamed in joy and bliss when her voice rang out once more, “Oh shit Luke you’re gonna make me cum again!”

“Oh damn Sam, if you cum again I won’t be able to control it.”

“Don’t, don’t you dare try to. I want it. Fill me with you seed!” Her mind mimicked the thought and continued it. “My god I’m gonna have him cum inside me. It’s my safe day so this is going to feel amazing with no risk. Yes, fill me up with you cum!”

Luke lost it. When her pussy quivered and gripped his cock he felt her juices flow over his shaft once more. Within that moment Luke came harder than he thought was possible, especially after sex with Miss Bradley earlier that day. Yet, there he was gushing load after load into the vice grip of Sam’s pussy. He just came in his sister’s pussy! This day just got interesting and unbelievable all in one.

Sam had collapsed against his chest panting and smiling as she tried to regain herself in some small measure. Luke let his body sink into the couch feeling the adrenaline completely leave his system and feeling more drained then he thought was humanly possible. If his cock wasn’t still twitching in his sister’s pussy he might have passed out right there.

“About time you two, I thought if you kept at it something in my house was going to get broken.” Luke almost shot off the couch hearing his mother’s voice. His mother knew what he planned to do but he was worried what his sister would say. His mind was still latched to hers and he felt the embarrassment match his own. “If you to go at it again maybe you should keep the volume down to avoid the neighbors wanting to watch.” She giggled at that making her children blush.

Sam and Luke shouted in unison, “MOM!”

She continued to smile, standing there in a loosely tied up robe. Her light brown wavy hair was drenched with water as it draped over her shoulders. Her blue eyes seemed to no longer hold the usual bags they carried, in fact all her smooth features seamed well rested and clear. Her C cup cleavage was noticeable through the robe and as the water continued to drip down her frame Luke felt his cock twitch and threaten to rise in new force. “I told you that it would be worth it. Didn’t I Samantha?”

Sam’s thoughts flooded with embarrassment. Each one branched to at least five others and Luke couldn’t read them at all. Yet, the connection was made without it. “Wait a minute. Did you two set this up to happen?”

“Why do you think she was naked under one of your shirts?” His mother chuckled which only caused Sam to blush even further.

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“Did you have another late night at work again?” Yoshiko’s annoyed voice pulled Luke back from memory lane. After all the awkward conversation and laughing last night Luke got some good rest. And now he found himself her trying to work with someone in Biology class who pretty much hated him or thought he was lazy, and there was a good chance it was both.

Luke started to feel like he was the slacker that Yoshiko pictured. He spent all day catching up on his other classes and the only easy ones he knew he had was PE (for obvious reasons), English, and Math. Now he was trying to remember every single bit of info he could recall on the stem cell research for reviving the dead. So far Yoshiko kept an iron clad poker face making sure she focused on her work. Even through all the Walking Dead cracks he had pulled he wouldn’t have guessed she thought he was funny if it weren’t for the Mind Radio which fed him her occasional thought.

Luke had to pull himself together and focus on the work at hand. “Sorry, ya your right, I’ve had a rather long night at work. How much have you looked up on the information I provided you the other day Yoshiko?”

Everything in her manners changed instantly. She became more ridged and seemed to radiate the feeling that Luke got from someone before they tried to stab him. Her voice was relatively calm, despite the vibe she gave off, “First of which, don’t address me by my first name. No I won’t tell you my last name either. Secondly, yes I did. However the details are mostly speculation and little no details are provided. We may have to scrap the idea.”

“Or…What we can do there Yoshi is provide example research of how they can make it possible. Look here they talk about Stem Cells reviving brain patterns, we do our research on how that’s possible and then provide more information on how they plan to monitor the stages of revival. Also…you are looking at me like my sister does before she threatens me with a frying pan. What is it?”

“What did you call me?” Yoshiko stammered the words out eying him funny.

“Well if I’m not gonna be allowed to use your first name or your last name. I’m not gonna call you “It” cause I hated that movie and made me have an involuntary fear of clowns. And I’m not gonna call you “Asian” girl either. So I gotta call you something.” Luke let that sink in and she seemed to resign and nod in submission. He nodded in return and continued, “Look as much fun as it is to cram all this in to the few days he will give us free time to work on this, why don’t I just come by your place so we can research and finish the paper. I’d invite you to my place but it’s rather small.”

He thought her mind was strange to understand before under that poker face. But, now she stared out him with a stern solid stare on across her features. Yet her mind spoke differently, “Did he just ask me to come over to my house? Well it’s just for research and I guess he is trying to contribute. At least he didn’t ask me to come to his house that would be awkward. Should I ask my mom? She is always working. I don’t know what I should do. I could get the paper done myself and say he did it but…what is he really like?” Her thought died down after that last question and Luke had trouble keeping his own poker face. Was she just curious about him or did she really want to get to know him? “Fine I’ll message you at some point tomorrow for when you can come over. I’ll even give you the address.”

“Thanks, I would kinda need that last one. Unless you plan on putting up a banner saying “Yoshi’s place” be careful though if you do that, to many Mario fans out there.” Luke held his award winning smile as she kept her same immovable features yet he heard her mind laugh (this girl was the most confusing thing he has run into as a sorcerer, and he has meet Morto’s fans).

As usual, Yoshiko was saved from his probing by the bell. As soon as it went off she bolted from the class to do the mile dash to her locker. Luke thought she should be on track with how fast she moved. He wondered what made Yoshiko tick herself because she was a complete mystery to everyone. She was a straight A student, yet she always acted as if she was falling behind. She was sought after by all academic clubs, and from the Luke’s guess by how she ran, some athletic clubs as well. Yet she didn’t join a single one and seemed…well more secluded then Luke use to be. On top of that, most the players at the Las Vegas tournament would just fold staring at her face. So who was she really?

As Luke arrived to his last class he was excited to see his horny Professor again. Is mind raced with possibilities of what they might due during class again today. However, fate was cruel today for they had the same boring sub from last week. Luke sighed his disappointment as he sat in the front rough staring at this man that looked like he was in his early 40’s. The salt and pepper hair seemed only to highlight his bronze horned shape glasses. Luke let himself drift off during his “review’ lecture of yesterday’s reading. He wanted nothing more than to catch up on much needed sleep. If his favorite teacher wasn’t there and the guy kept droning on about a subject they covered already then Luke didn’t see much point in trying to stay awake.

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Luke was more than certain that a new stream of rumors had started about him now. Why wouldn’t they?

What would anyone think of him getting into a brand new black Mercedes with tinted windows that was parked in front of the school? Some of the guys even caught sight of Serina as he tried to rush inside of the car. He hoped they were more focused on the revealing blue leather dress she wore that showed plenty of leg and cleavage to make most men gap than the dark purple skin. Then again the black light might have helped throw them off. In regards to being subtle with the car and parking they missed the marker by a lot. However, trying to keep the magical world a secret…they weren’t too bad with easy cover ups. People believed what they want to believe and if it seems logical then it makes sense. Besides who cares about logic staring at DD tits?

Luke sighed against the window as he saw shops pass by in a flash with his thoughts. What a start to a day. By now some thrill would have occurred in his day and yet he was filled with anxiety of this moment. A contract set up by Morto made Luke more nervous than he had expected it to. Luke slowly realized how much he leaned on Miss Bradley until he had to deal with a situation alone. The only time he was alone was with Rena, and even then Bradley introduced them.

He couldn’t also complain since she provided plenty of eye candy with no strings attached. Then again with Serina in the driver seat he had to make sure his eyes were out the window or he might make another contract with this monstrous beauty. Her purple skin melding with the black light in the car while her goat horns seemed almost like a crown protruding from her brilliant long red hair. Luke could feel her white eyes glance at him from her perfectly smooth yet angular face. He tried to ignore the leather clad dress she wore that attracted so many eyes at school and only made her DD breasts more apparent while the dress didn’t cover any part of her legs. When he handed her his bank information earlier he had to use all his will power not to try and kiss her. She was amazing eye candy, but it came with a deadly center.

Now they sat in the car in silence with her giving him the occasional long stares which he blatantly ignored. Luke felt like he was barely able to squeeze a decent contract from Morto with his random jobs and didn’t need to get caught up with Serina who would make a stricter contract. Even though the sex was amazing and almost like he was on drugs and filled him with all sorts of ecstasy and passion and…he had to cut that line of thought quickly before she decided to notice the growing tent between his legs.

Serina finally chimed her hypnotic voice, “So I understand you don’t know much about Nina do you?”

Luke wanted to ignore it but the saying about curiosity and cats didn’t seem to bother him at the moment. “Well she did save me from some goblins when I first got into this business.”

“She was picked up about the same way you were. Most of your kind usually ends up that way. You either get attacked and a nearby magic user senses it or is there when you need it.”

“How the fuck does that work? And don’t use some cliché line like “the force works in mysterious ways” otherwise I’ll tell you how full of shit you are.”

Serina’s laugh was a true treat, “Well you do have an interesting way with words.” She paused there for a moment or two watching him from the corner of her eye. Luke felt like he was being sized up and focused his attention on something more interesting…like the mailbox they just passed. She focused on the road once more, “That strange instinct that guides all over you leads you to find your apprentice. Every sorcerer or sorceress eventually has one. Nina never talks about who found her but I swear there is a story behind her and Koharu that is somewhat similar. Every time I see them in a room I swear to god a fight is about to break out.”

“Maybe you should record it and dub it Sorceresses Gone Wild.”

God only knew how much Luke could listen to Serina’s laugh all day. She smiled brightly her hand resting on his thigh and he prayed he didn’t grow a boner at that moment, or at least more so than it currently was at half-mast. He really didn’t want to submit and have his hands tied to another person. As they pulled to a stop she leaned in and whispered gingerly, “I don’t think Koharu is a sorceress but it might explain her vast power. You may find out, she seems to have an eye out for you…among others.” Luke felt her fingers trail over his crotch before she slipped out of the car.

Luke took few subtle deep breaths before slipping out himself, after adjusting the slow ragger building in his pants.

Luke had been walked through the paths of a park that made him believe he was in a forest. He had been brought to the depths of a cave. He was even taken to a manor which reminded him of one of the fancy houses in California. So when he walked out to see stairs leading down into a rundown watering hole he felt his brow fly off his face. He wondered if he accidently slipped into a scene from Sin City.

Luke watched as Serina descended the stairs, and he couldn’t help admire her perfect ass. Luke had to snap out of it. If he kept going on like this Serina would have him wrapped around her fingers, and he wasn’t sure he would fight it. He shook his head firmly and gave himself a slap in the face, and then he regretted the slap because it was over the top. Yet he grimaced and walked down the stairs falling her.

One step inside and he felt like he was in a traditional dive bar. The room was barely lite with the lights from the bar and over the few pool tables in the room. The floor was faded hard wood that was littered with cigarette buds. The tables where scattered and varied in size and shape with booths lining the wall. He half expected to see a biker or two, but strange enough the place was empty. Not lack of customer’s empty but almost abandoned empty. The only exception to the statement was a bartender cleaning the same mug, himself, Serina, and of course a rough looking guy in the back.

The contract holder couldn’t have had a bigger bullseye panted on him.

Serina took the first strides forward as her heels clicked against the wood floor. While they grew closer Luke felt like he really was in a black and white detective movie and was about to talk to an informant. The man had to be in his mid-thirties to late forties. His dark brown hair was a mess, and that was coming from Luke, which covered most of his face. His facial hair was in a bad need of a trim with some solid batches on his chin and the rest seeming pretty faded. He had the classic features of every drunk that Luke had scene in a movie, muscular with a bit of angular shape mixed with slightly sunken cheeks and eyes. The guy made Luke look like he was over dressed, for once. His Hawaiian shirt barely covered his white tank top and the jeans had more holes in them than Luke could count.

“Is this guy seriously a contract holder? Looks more like a beer holder to me.”

Serina chuckled as they approached the man, “Deep in a bottle again?”

The man finally looked up and Luke caught the only hint that this guy held a contract with his bright orange eyes. His breath was over bearing however and made Luke want to check to see if he had drank over the limit without realizing it. The man looked lazily at Serina and smiled before his gruff voice escaped his throat, “Well hey nice tits, been a long time.”

Luke swore his eyebrows might crawl off his face next if this kept up. “You know Serina this seems an awful lot like the start of a bad joke. “A succubus, a teenager, and a drunk walk into a bar”….just wonder what the punch line is.”

The man’s head lazily turned to Luke and he let out a soft chuckle, “Ya I heard that one. It end with the teenager getting his ass kicked.” And down went shot of what looked like whiskey.

“Is that before or after the drunk gets the teenager’s foot up his ass?” Luke stared down at this guy challenging him.

The man started to actually laugh before looking up at Luke and then Serina, “This the kid?”

Serina slipped an arm around Luke’s waist, he felt like she was trying to claim him as she smiled down at the man. The electricity from her fingers forced Luke to hold in an involuntary shutter and focus on her words, “Yes he is Xander.”

Luke would have had trouble controlling his urges until he heard the guy’s name, “Xander? Seriously? Did your parents like Vin Diesel a lot or something?”

Xander gave another laugh, “Shut up and sit down kid.” Luke slipped out of Serina’s arm and felt his body relax as soon as he left her touch. When Luke sat down Xander poured himself another shot and the bartender appeared from nowhere to fill another shot glass setting it in front of Luke. Luke stared at the drink for a moment or two and was pulled away from it when Xander spoke, “So you’re the lil fox everyone is talking about.”

“Xander!” Serina’s voice was soft and stern while being filled with a warning malice that made Luke hope he never ended on that end of her anger. Xander didn’t notice or didn’t care, it was difficult to tell.

Yet his statement confused him, “Lil fox?”

Xander gave a brief look at Serina before taking another shot and relaxing in his seat, “Ya. I heard you’re the lil fox that beat that gorgon in brawl last night.”

“That woman was a gorgon?”

“You know anything else whose hair can grab you?” Another shot gone.

“You obviously haven’t played that many video games.” Luke fiddled with the shot glass in front of him. He wasn’t sure how much trust he should give anybody, especially the drinks they served.

Down another shot went into Xander’s stomach, “I’m not exactly up to date with pop culture references there lil fox. So…Morto wants me to make a contract with ya there kid. Any idea what I’m gonna give you?”

“Well…I’m hoping it has nothing to do with your drinking ability or personal hygiene.”

Xander gave another laugh before making yet another drink disappear, “Morto was right, you are interesting. Personally I’d pick the word mouthy but it makes conversations more fun.” Another drink gone and Luke wondered where he put it all. “Plan to make you harder to kill.”

“Gee thanks for being specific, really cleared that up.” Luke felt like his eyes would have vanished into his skull with how hard they rolled.

Xander chuckled while the bartender appeared from nowhere to pour him another drink and left the bottle, “Simple kid, I plan to make it so you are tougher, hit harder, and heal faster. Just don’t expect to be super human like some of those weird guys that replace limbs and break through walls with a single punch.”

“So in short I won’t be as awesome as Dead Pool but I can definitely survive the nights and look like normal for school in the morning.” Luke wouldn’t mind that, but he also wouldn’t be allowed to skip PE on an excuse of his injury.

Xander snorted, “Okay two things; one: No one is as cool as Dead Pool.” Luke felt his eyes go wide. “What I loved that movie it was funny as hell and great to enjoy a few drink to. I said I wasn’t up to date, doesn’t mean I don’t watch shit kid” Down another shot went and Xander continued, “Secondly, if you call your face normal kid than ya I guess you would be.”

This time Luke was allowed to snort. He smiled and watched the guy for a bit before asking the big question, “Alright what’s the challenge I got do for ya? So far I’ve had to prove I was pure of heart…I think, had a one on one match, and play find the exotic needle in a hay stack. So what do I have to do with you to prove I’m worthy?”

Xander smiled and down went another shot, “I’m not as fancy those other people you have made a contract with. Simple, just sit here and drink with me. Don’t leave this table till I say so, if you do then you lose the contract.”

“Um ya…as much fun as getting drunk sounds I have other stuff to do today. So…ya…you got any other challenges?”

Xander wore a knowing smile as he leaned on the table, “And what if I told you when you left here you would be back to your normal self and sober as a bird.”

Luke folded his arms over his chest, “I’d tell you, you have the cure most men sneaking home to their wives at night wish they had. Also I doubt I can convince you to do something could I?” Xander chuckled and pushed the shot towards Luke. All he could do was sigh in defeat before he downed the liquid. As soon as he felt it on his tongue he shivered from the taste and felt the rising warmth from his chest. He coughed to clear his throat, “Ya happy now dickhead?”

“Not yet I’m not kid,” Another shot gone, “”I’ve got a huge lead on ya.” He chuckled and watched as Luke was poured another shot.

“Don’t hold your breath asshole,” Down another shot went with another bitter flavor on his tongue and more rising warmth in his chest. “If you want me to catch up I’d be here all night with ya.”

Xander suddenly wore a knowing smile that split his face as he downed another shot, “I’m sure downing all those shots is gonna make it rather difficult to resist this beautiful succubus’s charms.” With a solid smack of his hand on her leather cladded ass Luke thought she would be pissed. Yet, she didn’t flinch and didn’t even register the question minus her looking at Luke right in the face.

Luke downed another shot and felt the warmth spread to his limbs and a shutter run through his body. His tongue was now numb to the taste. “You kidding me pal? She is hard to resist normally. Hell when I got into the car I had to make sure I looked at random shit so I didn’t get pulled into her charms.” Luke didn’t mean to add that last part and he started wondering how strong the liquor he was drinking was.

Xander laughed, “You’re not the only one kid, that ass of hers is hypnotic.” He slammed down another drink and just to keep pace Luke downed one of his own, which made Luke wonder what this guy’s liver was made out of. The warmth finally spread to his fingers and toes and Luke shook his head hard. He didn’t feel the normal haze he felt with most drinks, he felt strange alright but not loose like he was ready to do something stupid. Xander watched him with Serina, as he continued to wear a knowing smile while she watched carefully. Xander finally chimed up, “I beat Serina’s ass is nothing compared to your mother’s ass is it?”

Luke snorted and was about to play it off that he didn’t know what he was talking about when a different set of words left his lips, “Well I don’t know about that Xander, that’s like comparing two different pieces of amazing…art.” The words poured from his mouth and the realization hit him, “These shots don’t make me drunk…they make it so I’m pretty much in the movie Liar Liar!”

Xander smiled and downed his own drink, “Well two things kid. One, Serina was right you are smart. Most guys take a few more questions to figure that out. Secondly, congrats on nailing your mom and sister. Most guys fantasize about that their whole lives. But, don’t you feel guilty since you can’t have a normal relationship with them? You can’t go outside and show your lover-like affections for them both like you would for a normal girlfriend?”

Luke’s fists slammed down in rage trying to hold his tongue but the words came out anyways. “Of course I feel damn guilty. I love them both in ways I can’t describe and now I love them in new ways. I know it won’t be a normal kind of love and I can’t have a normal public relationship with them. But I will continue to love them for as long as they will let me and protect them with my life!” In the haze of truth Luke wanted to make sure that last one was known. Serina watched with pure interest and Xander took the words as a warning against him prodding.

Instead of hearing the warning Xander smiled, “Well if my questions bother you kid you can always leave.” He smiled wider as he knocked back another shot. Luke’s knuckles actually popped from how hard he gripped them but he remained seated. He forced his hand to unclench before ramming another shot down his throat while feeling more of the warmth run through his system. His head was now clogged with the warmth as he fought to keep his anger under check. Xander smiled and clapped his hands, “Bravo, we have a stubborn one. It’s not like you guys aren’t a dime a dozen. Then again your father was probably like that before he left…that was right about before you and your sister where born wasn’t it? Doubt it was easy.”

“Of course it wasn’t easy ass hat!” Luke no longer tried to hold his tongue, what was the point? Instead he tried to direct what truths where told. It partially worked since he didn’t focus on the emotions but what he saw in other people. “How can it be easy watching my mother work night and day to provide for me and my sister? Not to mention watching people talk about their fathers, either living or dead, while mine had decide to fly the coop. Anyone who calls that easy is a douchebag and I plan to show everyone of them up including my own father.” He punctuated that by draining another shot feeling the strange warm run through his system. He didn’t have anything to compare it to (not a simple fire, the previous times he was drunk, or even when he has his Furnace on).

“So is that how you plan to use your magic? To show everyone up? Like maybe that guy…the football player Xavier. You already busted his jaw in a fight and I’m sure he wants revenge. Now you have a lot more magic in your belt and I bet it will be quite the show then.” Xander almost looked bored when he spoke.

Luke actually snorted as the words poured from him, “What do you think I’m that lame? Hey everyone look! I’m a sorcerer and can use magic bow down before me! Xavier you shall dance and do my bedding for now and always!” He sighed and took another drink the warmth increasingly making the hair on his skin rise, “Who the hell is that much of an idiot?”

Xander laughed at the mocking speech, even started slapping his knee, “Revenge of the Nerds magic version, I’d love to see that film.”

Luke gave another snort in a small retort before he downed another shot. The warm spread through him even further. If he had anything to compare it to he would say his insides felt like they were being microwaved at the moment. Yet down another shot went adding to that heat that didn’t reach his skin. “Saw the first movie, which was kinda funny, missed the rest.”

“Well kid looks like you got more than drinks to catch up on then.”

“Look who’s talking. I’m not the one who doesn’t know what Mortal Kombat is.” Another shot down and now his insides felt uncomfortably warm. He wanted to cradle and rub the heat from his body but he couldn’t figure out which part of him felt the worse. “So are you gonna keep reading my mind and have me act like lawyer Jim Carrey or do you have something else in mind?”

Xander acted thoughtful for a moment and then smiled, “Nah I’ll just stick to the Drew Carey thing.” He laughed and watched Luke, ignoring his shot completely, “So will you just do what you told by Nina? Must be amazing having her as a teacher, all the fringe benefits.”

Luke ground himself in his chair, “Look pal Serina planted the seed and you want to water it. I don’t expect Miss Bradley to be fucking perfect. Who the fuck is? I sure as hell ain’t. People make mistakes, they fuck up, and until I have a reason to distrust her I’ll continue to let her train me and I don’t need a sex goddess or a drop out from the cast of Police Academy trying to pry me and her apart with doubt.” Luke ended that statement like before, with another shot, which seemed to be the only way to express his frustration. Trying to get angry at the moment and even yell made his head fill even worse.

Xander seemed almost impressed but then again Luke felt like his head was fogged with this warming mist coursing through his body. Luke barely registered Xander’s voice when he spoke again. “So since you won’t use your magic to get even with a jackass like Xavier and wont bow to anyone it seems, what will you use it for?”

“Honestly I have no fucking clue pal,” His mind was spinning and he seemed to barely remember drinking another shot. The warmth spread and overwhelmed his mind and body making everything difficult to focus on. His mouth worked on its own however, “Since day one I have been trying to wrap my mind around everything that has happened to me. I’ve barely got a grip on anything and I feel like I take frequent dives into hell and back hoping my ass comes along for the ride. I mean, I might as well be in the middle of the ocean trying to make sure my head stays above water. And…I’d come up with another analogy but my brain and body feel…fucked man…”

Xander suddenly grabbed Luke’s hand yanking him straight up. The motion made Luke wonder if his head was going to launch forward and drag the rest of him with. He stared right into Xander’s orange eyes feeling like his mind and senses where being pulled into them. Xander’s voice overwhelmed Luke, “Kid, that’s just the answer I’m looking for. You’re just the kind of guy I want to stir up some trouble and make things more interesting. Contract accepted and…” the pain suddenly washed through Luke’s hand before he had a chance to register the missing grip and then confirm the firmer gripper on his hand, “made.”

Luke felt the heat swirl and pull inside him. His body tensed and gripped like every muscle he owned tightened and throbbed. He felt like his whole being was trying to fold and mold itself into the tinniest version possible. He had suffered the depths of freezing and deep seated fangs into his neck forcing a rush of pure energy into his system. Yet none of them had compared to this experience where all his muscles wanted to curl in on themselves at once. The only thing he felt besides the tension was the fierce grip on his hand which caused a different series of muscles spasms down his forearm. His limbs ached his chest felt like it was punched repeatedly, and is head seemed to mimic the sensation of being split open by an axe.

It was an intense noticeable pain that coursed through every limb he possessed. The muscles finally stopped curling in on themselves only to be washed with the pure heat that boiled through every inch of him. His teeth clinched hard as he felt his body boil from the inside. He wanted to scream in pain but he feared the second he did his teeth would clinch on his tongue. The muscles where so tight he felt like a stiff doll as the heat molded and pulsed into the very fibers of his being.

Unlike most cases the contract would be sealed suddenly and the pain would stop. This one seemed to continue to wrack his body over and over, each wave as less painful as the last. Finally Luke found his hand gripping the table and his head hunched forward with Xander gripping his hand firmly. When he felt the final wash of pain subside he dared a look around. Xander smiled down at him and Serina beamed down at him with what seemed a face full of pride. Finally Xander let go of his hand and grabbed a rag, “Well that must have hurt a bit.”

Luke took an extra moment or two before he dared a response between his gasps for air, “No shit Sherlock! What the hell just happened to me?! I have never had a contract do that!”

Xander chuckled as he whipped his hand on a rag leaving blood stains coating it, “That’s cause this contract altered your body rather than just simply casting the spell. I have to say the last guy wailed out so loud he bite off his tongue. That was the first thing he noticed was how quickly he healed, too bad for the rest of us.” Serina and Xander laughed, almost like two friends with an inside joke.

Luke was just trying to get his head together. To say he felt strange was an understatement of the year. Strange was feeling like his body was dipped in a frozen lake, or finding his body full of energy after an amnesia trip to a forest. This…this contract was on a whole new level. He wanted to rub his sore muscles but he found he didn’t have any. On that thought his shoulder didn’t even hurt anymore. In a fit of panic Luke even looked at his leg and the wound from the goblin that was scabbing was now completely healed. He was both in awe and terrified at the same time. The only hint of him getting hurt recently was the fresh blood over a nonexistent cut on his hand.

Luke finally looked up at Xander from his terrified daze of awe. The guy smiled and knocked back another shot, “That should keep you alive for a while. At least long enough for you to cause some trouble. Those that don’t know the path…are the ones that always seem to find the most interesting one.”

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Luke stood outside leaning against Serina’s car while she discussed “Morto’s Personal Matters” with Xander. His fingers continued to caress the spot where Luke should have had a cut, the same as Xander’s, yet his skin was flawless. Swapping blood was a new version of contract making he supposed but it was…all rather strange. Each contract each condition for testing him. He wasn’t sure how many where left out there let alone how many more he could accept before his tank was topped.

Luke leaned against the car letting his head lull back to enjoy the cool night breeze. He really had no clue what he was going to do with his magic. Right now training to improve it and working for Morto was a start but what then? He had no long term goals and with the look of Miss Bradley’s place he was sure he could make quite a bit of cash doing this line of work. Not to mention he had started learning what side of the moral ground he stood on, even that was very grey. A small part of him wondered if he could try a page out of the Dresden Files and list himself as a sorcerer in the yellow pages.

That line of thought brought a small smile to his face. He decided against it, mostly because he couldn’t pull of a leather duster. In truth he figured it would be best to leave it as a bridge to burn when he crossed it. He had plenty to learn at the moment and he didn’t need another guidance counselor lecture about what he wanted to do with his future. At this instance he was content with feeling the breeze against his skin.

He wanted to enjoy that feeling a bit longer when a strange smell hit is nostrils. At first he thought it was his imagination but he could swear that he smelled something burning. When the smell persisted Luke’s head swiveled about to look for the source of the smell.

Luke’s eyes widened like a deer in the headlights when he saw a dark figure look like he was set ablaze. Before Luke could question what he was seeing every fiber of him roared at him to move. Luke ignored them for a moment as he felt his eyes lock on to this figure. The being kept himself covered but it certainly looked like a man in a heavy coat was standing in the flames. The shadows and the flame made the guy’s face a complete mask.

Luke felt his whole being scream even louder to move and found himself on the other side of the street as flames suddenly engulf the car. Luke stared completely stunned as he saw the brand new car set a flame. His eyes snapped back to the figure in fire as a voice echoed through the night like it was spoken through a speaker, “RUN FOX RUN!”

Luke had no idea what to be surprised at. The man was intimidating to say the least, fear boiled through him quickly, and then there was his body’s reaction time. Luke didn’t get a chance to think or question anything as he found himself moving away from the wall before it to could catch on fire. Luke stood in the middle of the street staring at this figure. He found his body reacting like normal in a situation like this, he started talking, “Hey dick head, I’m sure Stan Lee is gonna sue your ass for the bad Human Torch act.”

The fear and talking gave Luke something to focus on for a moment. As Luke spoke he felt the man’s rage boil further which caused Luke to be more terrified. Luke hadn’t been this scared since…since he felt he would die from the cold. Winter’s Breath gripped him so quickly with its chill Luke was almost taken completely off guard. Luke’s fight or flight kicked in to full throttle as the deep set cold brought the image of the man into full view with complete clarity. Luke was terrified and followed his instincts.

He felt another rush of heat approach mixed with the sudden urge to bolt he gripped the cold more firmly. Luke clasped on tightly to that cold feeling and his instinct before he charged towards the man. Fire exploded and heated his back briefly before he felt the cold close off the heat once more. The man seemed surprised as Luke charged and raised his hand sending a blast of pure ice at him. The chill streamed from Luke’s palm as it moved to incase the man.

The flaming figure recovered quickly and simply back handed Luke’s stream as if it was a fly. The stream burst into smoke and Luke found himself charging into the mist formed by the clash. He skidded to a solid halt as the mist flowed about briefly. In that pause the man charged Luke still holding the flamed illusion as Luke felt a sudden wash of cold from the man. At one instant Luke didn’t register it and then panic molded with his instinct made him move away from the man.

His arm came crashing towards Luke in that last moment when he moved out of the way. The man’s palm collided in a nearby pole freezing it at the touch. Making Luke do a double take for the briefest second. The man’s reaction time was much better than Luke’s. He didn’t pause at the post and moved to strike Luke again with his cold flamed fingers.

In a fit of panic or instinct, it was difficult to tell the difference at the moment, Luke launched his right fist toward the man. He felt the energy pulse down his arm and eclipse in a cold wave around his fingers. At this range it was impossible to miss the man, especially when his fingers where so close to Luke’s throat. The energy pulsed and blasted from Luke’s fist colliding hard with the man.

Luke stared in disbelief as the man was thrown across the way and into the wall. Unfortunately it wasn’t the man being thrown back that surprised Luke but the fact that he stood without being bothered by it and brushed the frost from his chest like he just got hit with a snowball. He gave a hollow laugh, “Not bad fox.”

He strode forward with purpose and Luke was out of options. This man was shrouded in fire so his Furnace was useless and the man just shrugged off a shot from his Winter’s Breath. Luke was truly terrified because, minus his glove, that was his weapon arsenal. The only other thing he could do was put an anchor in the guy’s mind but Luke really really really didn’t want to know what was in this guy’s head. He could only imagine all the thoughts and emotions boiling like the fires around the man.

A thought clicked in Luke’s brain that made him smile. He actually had two more weapons, one was distraction and the other reasoning. The reasoning figured the glove does give some advantages but he had to think of a different method for his fire and ice. In the meantime he had to use his other weapon to distract.

“Damn jackass what the hell are you made out off? I bet mom wishes she had swallowed you instead. God I can’t imagine how much you tore her up down south.” Luke made a face of fake pain that he hope portrayed the disgust.

“You talk too much Fox!” The man’s voice held just the hint of more emotion than before. Luke guessed he was on the right track.

This time Luke reacted faster than his instincts and moved away before flames burst from his feet. Luke decided to keep moving and throw another kinetic punch at the man. The man moved without giving to much ground and went to pursue Luke. He just moved around trying to keep the man from getting to close and only threw the occasional punch to keep him on his toes. He continued his distraction while he ran and threw punches, “Most people say that then again most people don’t have mommy issues. Did she not cuddle you enough as a kid?”

Luke barely managed to wing the man with a punch before his cold fingers grabbed a hold of him. The kinetic punch caught his shoulder forcing him to drop against the wall freezing the brick on contact. “I’ll kill you, you lil bastard.” He snarled at Luke.

At this point Luke had gained some distance and a random idea popped in his head. He decided to gun it and hope his instincts could keep up because he seemed to have left those behind when he started this game of insults. “Wow and you kiss your mother with that mouth?”