I won't apologize. University is hard. And I'm bad at writing lemons.

Maryah and Jarial (Mégane's parents) gave us all rooms in their guests' house. Myrthia went back home, as they lived near.

Finally, night came. Me and Boddyknock Glinckle sat beside the table, as I asked him to stay a little with me to discuss some sorcery stuff. (Yeah, sure!) Of course, I soon got to the point, when I risked to get bored to death during an endless speech about how to spellcast while wearing armor.
- Listen, Knocky…
He shivered.
- Isn't that a cute nickname, darling? – I flickered my eyelids.
- Ehh…
- It is…
- Ehh… back to spellcasting in armor… ehh… - he was quite disturbed by me rubbing my chest against his face. Gnomes are so cute and small.
- I don't wear armor when I'm casting spells… - I began rubbing insistently. He tried to pull away, but I kept him in place.
- Eeh… then what?
I stood up and tore my clothes off in one swift movement. I stood there in just my bra and very short skirt.
- This! This is what I wear.
I noticed him staring at my chest. Fine.
- Or maybe… and I undind my bra.
I think he understood. He gulped, but couldn't hide the spark in his eyes.
- And what about you? Don't you think it's more… comfortable…?
- Eeh…
I crawled on the table and went straight up to him. I gently undid his sorcerer's robe's clip.
- What about getting more comfortable?
He didn't protest. He couldn't anyway, for I quickly jumped on top of him and shut his mouth with a kiss. I kiss everyone in the same manner – wildly and wanting. I have no need of romantic or sweet little kisses like in fluffy novels, I don't need love, I just need… you-know-what! S.E.X. Oh, baby!

After I got rid of all his clothes while he hang in my arms as a puppet (little unexperienced darling… I was wondering if I was going to break in a virgin once again?), I pulled him back on top of the table where I straddled him without hesitating.
- P-princess… y-your Majesty… - he stammered – d-did you drink too much or… y-your Majesty… this isn't logical…
Oh, fuck these stupid titles! Wanna know them fully? Well, let's go then, but you'll regret it!
Her Royal Majesty Princess of Myan and Countess of Sheeraya, Olránia Kathalyna Johanna Burnington-Elfland. Happy now? By the way, Sheeraya is some wild forestal land to the East, not that I care, of course.
- Consider it a honour then! And it's sooo logical… you're a man, I'ma woman… Ooh, let's get it on, baby… - I shouted when I heard a door opening, then Linu, the cleric of Sehanine, appeared.
- Sorry, would you keep qui… aah!
- Wanna watch, or what the fuck do you want? Can't you tell we're busy! – I opened my arms impatiently, while Knocky turned red as a tomato.
Linu instantly slammed the door and locked it. At least not another Mischa.
I felt Knocky inside me a second later. I sighed in pleasure, though I have had waaay better lovers in the past, but a gnome was a new experience…

Gnomes – check!
Knocky – check!
Result: great disappointment. He got tired after 10 minutes.

I was walking back to my room, leaving him lying on the table (wonder if he'll get up to clean it all up, otherwise… hehe, I wonder what the others will say!), didn't bother to dress back, when a figures stepped out. I recognized Tomi immediately.
- Tomi! – I screamed happily.
- Uh? Aha, Princess! – he said.
- No jewelry with me to steal, sorry… but I've got something else!
His eyes lit up. Now, this was going to be interesting…
I tore off his clothes in one movement as usual, then threw him on the bed. Oh, but was he letting me do it! No way!
He jumped over me as I climed on the bed and showered me with kisses everywhere on my body. I tugged at his fiery red hair as he sucked eagerly at my breasts. He was surely more skilled than Knocky, who I bet was still lying unconscious on the table, covered with his own seed. I let Tomi please me, as I really needed cheering up after Knocky. His tongue slowly wandered down on my body, until he reached that sensitive spot.
- Lick it! Suck it! Harder! – I screamed, while running my feet up and down his back, feeling him shiver.
Soon I knew he surely would want some of that sweet pleasure too, so I quickly sat up, grabbed his collar and shoved him down.
- Stay still! – I ordered categorically, then went straight to the point with my mouth. I sucked slowly and teasingly, wanting to increase his pleasure. His first juices tasted so sweet, and I knew he wasn't going to last long…
He moaned in disappointment as I let him go. He was already hard enough for the main part.
- Oh, baby! Bring it on, Tomi! Harder! Faster! Ooh, yeeesss!
We came together, then, of course, not yet satisfied, we repeated the same thing four times during the night. In the end, he fell beside me as a brick, completely exhausted. I lay beside him with a pleased smile. It was morning.

I peered out of the window, still caressing Tomi's sweaty hair, when I saw Myrthia running by, holding her long, dark turquoise skirt up. She always reminded me of a small elegant bird, or a sweet little butterfly…
- Mégane! Mégane has recovered! – I could hear her joyful voice even through closed windows.
I was just wondering about how to get Daelan Redtiger to give in too, when the magical ring that couldn't be taken off started hissing and glowing, then…

- Ooh! – and Mischa fainted.
The ring took me back to Drogan's, and I was standing naked in the middle of his dining room.
- Okay, Ranni, I suppose you weren't just having a bath… - he said – now, get back to your room.
I said something really mean, involving lots of fucks, then went staright to Xanos' room to find consolation – which I did. And imagined those were Daelan Redtiger's strong arms.

Less than six months, I thought, less than six months, mighty Gods, and Daelan Redtiger would be in my bed!

I would keep this up, but I can see all you drooling, dear audience. Hmm… it's quite late, anyway. Get it on, one more round of drinks for everybody!

I sip my beer and glare at the audience.

- You! Yes, you there, third line, balck hair, dark green armor! Yes, yes! Come up to my room, just for tonight!