CHAPTER 62: STAGE PRESENCE 12

One could say whatever they wanted about Scarlett, but man, she had a mean dick game.

[Ohhh god...] Aegis’s mind turned to mush as Scarlett’s dick slid in and out of her pussy, her strong hips crashing against Aegis’s with every thrust.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck—I’m cumming!"

Aegis gripped the edge of the desk as her cock pulsed, shooting thick ropes across the wooden surface. Behind her, Scarlett groaned, her cock buried to the hilt as she filled Aegis with her own cum.

For a moment, they stayed frozen, panting and sweaty. Then Scarlett pulled out with a wet sound, cum dripping down Aegis’s thighs.

Aegis’s mind slowly booted up again.

"Shit," Scarlett laughed, falling back on Aegis’s bed. "That was intense."

Aegis turned around, legs still wobbly, and collapsed beside her. Their cocks lay softening against their thighs as they caught their breath.

"Think we traumatized the princess?" Scarlett asked, reaching over to brush a strand of hair from Aegis’s face.

"Probably." Aegis grinned, turning to plant a lazy kiss on Scarlett’s lips. "She might have us executed for private indecency or something."

"Worth it."

"Totally worth it."

Scarlett propped herself up on one elbow, eyes traveling down Aegis’s naked body.

"So... you’re gonna rehearse a kiss scene with her? After that?"

"If she comes back, yeah." Aegis shrugged. "Though I’m guessing she’ll need to purify her eyeballs first."

"Maybe you should have warned me someone was coming over."

"Where’s the fun in that?"

Scarlett snorted, then leaned down to capture Aegis’s mouth in another kiss, deeper this time. Her hand traveled down to cup one of Aegis’s breasts, thumb brushing over the nipple.

"You are terrible, Aegis," Scarlett murmured against her lips.

"Would you have me literally any other way?"

"Nope."

Aegis felt herself getting hard again but pushed Scarlett away with a laugh.

"Okay, okay, no. As much as I’d love another round, I need to clean up. Princess Stone might actually come back, and I’d rather not be covered in both our cum when she does."

"Spoilsport." Scarlett rolled off the bed and began gathering her clothes. "But fair enough. I’ve got combat drills in the morning anyway."

Aegis watched her dress, appreciating the way Scarlett’s muscles flexed as she pulled on her uniform. It was still strange sometimes, having a body that responded so eagerly to others when her previous one couldn’t muster up enough life to walk.

But she couldn’t deny she was enjoying it.

"See you tomorrow?" Scarlett asked, now fully dressed.

"Count on it."

With a wink, Scarlett left, closing the door behind her.

Aegis sighed, looking at the mess they’d made. Better clean up quick.

---

An hour later, Aegis had just finished changing her sheets when a sharp knock came at the door.

"Coming!"

She’d managed to air out the room somewhat, though there was probably still a faint musk of sex hanging in the air. Not much she could do about that now, though.

Opening the door, she found Princess Talia Stone standing in the hallway, all stiff as usual. The only hint of her earlier shock was a slight pinkness to her cheeks.

"Princess," Aegis greeted her with a deliberately casual smile. "Back so soon?"

Talia pushed past her into the room and then immediately wrinkled her nose.

"By the gods, it reeks in here."

"I opened a window."

"You should make ten more."

Aegis bit back a laugh as she closed the door.

"Did you want to reschedule our rehearsal? I’d understand if you’re... uncomfortable."

Talia’s yellow eyes narrowed in her direction.

"I’m not uncomfortable."

"Really? Because you looked pretty shocked when you walked in on me getting—"

"Don’t." Talia held up a hand. "We are not discussing what I saw. It never happened."

"If you say so." Aegis shrugged.

"I do say so, I very much say so." Talia glanced around the room, clearly looking for a safe place to sit. Finding none, she remained standing. "Let’s just get this over with."

Aegis crossed to her desk, where she’d laid out a copy of the script.

"Suit yourself. But, you know, most people knock and wait for an answer before barging in."

"Most people aren’t... doing that in the middle of the evening."

"Oh? What do most people do in the middle of the evening, Your Highness?"

"Study. Read. Prepare for the next day’s classes."

"Boring."

"More like ’responsible’."

Aegis grinned.

"If you say so." She flipped through the script. "So, Act Three, Scene Four? The confession scene?"

Talia nodded stiffly, pulling her own copy from her satchel.

"Yes. Where Rosanna finally admits her feelings to Elara."

"Who later helped Rosanna unite the world, right," Aegis answered, remembering the story.

"I still don’t understand why Professor Loralei cast you as Elara. You don’t even look the part."

"What, tall and charming?" Aegis stretched deliberately, making sure her tits strained against her shirt. "Might be lacking in the height deparment but clearly she saw something in me that fits the role."

"Clearly not your humility." Talia looked pointedly at the script, avoiding Aegis’s eyes. "Let’s start from Rosanna’s entrance."

"Whatever you say, Your Highness."

They positioned themselves on opposite sides of the room.

Talia took a deep breath, closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them again, her entire demeanor had changed. Her shoulders straightened, her chin lifted, and suddenly she wasn’t Talia Stone, haughty princess.

She was Rosanna, Queen of Valdria, carrying the weight of a kingdom.

"Elara?" she called, her voice richer, deeper. "Are you here?"

Aegis was momentarily stunned by the transformation. She’d known Talia was taking drama classes, but this was impressive.

Recovering quickly, Aegis stepped forward, adopting what she hoped was a suitably conflicted expression.

"My Queen," she said, giving a small bow. "I wasn’t expecting you."

"I needed to speak with you." Talia moved closer, her movements more fluid, less rigid. "The council meeting today... your defense of me was unexpected."

"They were being unfair. You’re doing the best you can in an impossible situation."

"Am I?" Talia stopped, looking away. "Sometimes I wonder if they’re right. If I’m too soft, too... emotional."

Aegis stepped closer, as the script directed.

"Your compassion is your strength, not your weakness. It’s what makes you different from your father."

Talia turned back, and for a moment, Aegis saw genuine vulnerability in those yellow eyes.

[Man, she is GOOD.]

"You truly believe that?"

"I do." Aegis reached out, taking Talia’s hand as indicated in the stage directions. "I believe in you, Rosanna. I always have."

Talia’s fingers were cool against Aegis’s palm. She looked down at their joined hands, then back up, her expression softer than Aegis had ever seen it.

"Even when everyone else doubts me?"

"Especially then."

They were close now, just inches apart. According to the script, this was where Elara would brush a strand of hair from Rosanna’s face, her touch lingering. Aegis raised her free hand, hesitating.

Talia’s eyes flicked to her hand, then back to Aegis’s face. The vulnerability vanished, replaced by wariness.

"Problem, Starcaller?" she asked, breaking character.

"Just checking if you’re going to incinerate me if I touch your hair." Aegis smirked.

Talia rolled her eyes.

"It’s in the script. Just do it and get it over with."

Aegis smiled and reached up, gently tucking a strand of black hair behind Talia’s ear. Her fingers brushed against Talia’s cheek, and she let them linger there, just a moment longer than necessary.

"Your hair’s softer than I expected," Aegis murmured.

"Stick to the script," Talia hissed. "Or perhaps I will turn you to ash."

"Fine, fine." Aegis cleared her throat and leaned closer, her voice dropping. "Rosanna... there’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you."

Talia swallowed, her eyes darting to Aegis’s lips, then back up.

"What is it, Elara?"

"I think you know."

They were so close now that Aegis could feel Talia’s breath on her face. The script called for a moment of tension, a charged silence where their eyes met and held before the kiss.

But as Aegis looked into Talia’s eyes, she got an idea.

[... She might actually incinerate me for this, but whatever. It’ll have been worth it.]

"Earlier," Aegis said softly, smiling, breaking character again. "When you saw me with Scarlett. Did it bother you?"

Talia’s eyes widened.

"What?"

"Did it bother you? Seeing me with her?"

"Of course it bothered me. It was disgusting."

"Was it?" Aegis tilted her head slightly. "Was it shocking?"

Talia’s cheeks flushed.

"We’re supposed to be rehearsing."

"We are." Aegis’s thumb stroked lightly over Talia’s cheek. "I’m just trying to get into character. Elara wants Rosanna, but she’s not sure if she wants her back."

"She doesn’t," Talia snapped.

"No?" Aegis smiled. "Then why does she kiss her in the next line?"

Talia’s eyes narrowed.

"Because she’s confused. Vulnerable. She makes a mistake."

"A mistake she would go on to repeat multiple times throughout the play."

"Just a bigger mistake each time."

Aegis leaned even closer, until their noses were almost touching. Aegis smiling, Talia scowling, both locked into their positions.

"If you say so, Princess."

Talia didn’t back away. Her eyes held Aegis’s, defiant.

"I’m not afraid of you, Starcaller."

"I never said you were."

"Good."

Neither of them moved.

The script called for Rosanna to initiate the kiss, driven by a moment of emotional vulnerability. But, clearly, this wasn’t Rosanna and Elara anymore.

"Well?" Aegis whispered. "We’re at the kiss scene. Are you going to run away?"

Something flashed in Talia’s eyes. Determination, maybe. Or pride.

"I don’t run from anything."

"Prove it."

For a heartbeat, it seemed like Talia might actually do it. Her eyes dropped to Aegis’s lips again, her own parting slightly.

Then she stepped back, breaking the contact.

"We’ll save the actual kiss for the next rehearsal," she said, her voice steady despite the flush still coloring her cheeks. "This was... enough for today."

Aegis let her hand fall.

"If you say so, Princess."

"I do." Talia gathered her script, tucking it into her satchel with precise movements. "Same time tomorrow?"

"I’ll be here." Aegis grinned. "I’ll even make sure the room is empty this time."

"That would be appreciated." Talia paused at the door. "And Starcaller?"

"Yes?"

"Use more soap when you clean up next time. It still reeks in here."

With that, she left, closing the door firmly behind her.

Aegis flopped back on her bed, a smile spreading across her face.

Talia Affection +5 (❤️❤️🤍🤍🤍)

[Well, well. Look who’s not quite as disgusted as she claims.]