Summoner 20, p.6
Summoner 20, page 6
I took a seat at my desk and reluctantly opened my textbook. Arwyn and I had finally gotten past the portion of the test that covered everything I’d learned in the first half of my second year, so we were ready to move on to the portion I’d missed, the second semester.
After giving a brief lecture, Arwyn began to quiz me on the topics we’d covered, and with each correct answer I gave, the professor unbuttoned another button on her white silk blouse. It was exactly the type of incentive I needed, and soon, I was acing every question.
“Your blouse is getting dangerously low there, Miss Hamner,” I assessed with a raised eyebrow. “Soon you’ll be without a top entirely.”
Arwyn gave me a wicked grin. “I also seem to have forgotten to wear a bra under this blouse. Silly me, I’ve been so forgetful lately.”
The healer mage’s impressively large breasts threatened to spill out of the garment whether I answered the questions correctly or not, but I was definitely ready to get a glimpse of my lover’s perfect curves.
Lucky for me, I passed Arwyn’s quiz, and the professor undid the final button. As the flimsy garment fluttered to the ground, I got up from my seat and stepped toward the buxom redhead.
Then I cupped the mage’s breasts in my hands and admired the way they threatened to spill out of my palms. Despite their heaviness, the mounds were perfectly pert, and I gently tweaked her rosy pink nipples until they hardened into stiff peaks.
Arwyn inhaled sharply. “Oh, Gryff…”
We fooled around for a while, and eventually, the gorgeous redhead pushed it even further, and we ended up horizontal on her long wooden desk.
“Aren’t you worried someone will see?” I asked the professor as I smoothed a strand of hair away from her face.
“Let them,” Arwyn replied, and she gently bit her lower lip. “I need you buried deep inside me. Right now.”
Chapter Four
That was enough for me, so I reached down, gripped my rock-hard cock in one hand, and gently pressed my mushroom head against Arwyn’s slick entrance. The healer mage was impressively wet, and I managed to glide right into her tunnel with ease.
I let out a sigh as her muscles gripped around me like a vise. “Maker, you’re so fucking tight.”
I pushed deeper until I could nearly feel the walls of her womb, and Arwyn shuddered beneath me.
“Oh, Gryffffff,” she quivered.
I gently moved in and out of her with slow, deliberate strokes, and with every thrust, I could feel my blood grow hotter and hotter. Arwyn was positively gorgeous, and the way her hot tunnel massaged my cock was amazing.
I reached down and played with her breasts as I thrust within her, and Arwyn began to shake like an earthquake.
“Don’t stop,” she whimpered. “Please, don’t stoppppp--”
My heart thudded in my ears as I slammed into the professor, and I deepened my strokes as far as I could take them. Arwyn’s eyes rolled into the back of her head as her hips bucked, and the coil in my gut tightened even further.
“Are you ready to come for me?” I growled.
“Yes,” Arwyn moaned as her lower lip trembled, and her pussy was so wet and perfect that I was nearly there myself.
“Come for me,” I instructed her as I hastened my movements. My entire body shook as I neared climax, and Arwyn’s moans filled the chamber.
The sound of it drove me over the edge, and we both came in a burst of passion. A growl shuddered through me as rivers of my hot seed poured into the professor, and we clung to each other for a moment and rode the waves of our euphoria until I gently eased myself out of the healer mage.
“Gryff, that was fantastic.” Arwyn shuddered.
I watched the subtle rise and fall of her chest as she caught her breath, and the sight of the professor so thoroughly spent while my cum dripped out of her pussy and onto the desk gave me a huge swell of satisfaction.
“You’re amazing,” I managed to say through my own ragged breaths.
“I’d say we can probably end our lessons for the day,” Arwyn giggled.
“I have to admit,” I chuckled, “that was the best way to end the day. You are the perfect stress reliever, and just what the doctor ordered.”
“Happy to be of service,” the healer giggled before she pulled me back down for another kiss. “Let’s see if we can’t relieve allllll of your stress.”
I grinned. “Yes, ma’am.”
The weekend was filled with more wedding planning, studying, and quality time with the children, and even though they were normal tasks that weren’t nearly as exciting as monster battles or book translations, getting to act like a regular man was refreshing. I changed diapers, gave baths, took naps with my lovers, and made a few wedding decisions with Cyra. Our ceremony was going to be intimate but lovely, and I was looking forward to marrying the beautiful summoner.
We decided it would happen two weeks from now, and we’d hold it in the backyard, as we had for Braden and Mati’s wedding. The weather would likely be a little colder, so we decided to hold the ceremony itself outdoors and transition to a dinner and reception in the mansion. Our formal dining room was large enough to accommodate everyone, and we would also set up tables and chairs in other spots so people could move around.
“Is this too much?” Cyra wondered as she stared down at the paper we were making our planning notes on. “I know I told you intimate, so if this is too much…”
“Hosting a dinner post-wedding isn’t going to push it too over-the-edge,” I assured my curly haired fiancée. “I think it’ll make it more special. Besides, even if it was too much, it’s our wedding. We can do whatever you’d like.”
“I’m just making sure.” Cyra smiled at me. “I should be more used to wedding planning, but it’s a bit different when you’re working out the details of your own.”
“We’ve got this,” I encouraged her as I took her hand in mine and brought it to my lips, and Cyra let out a small giggle as I placed a feather-soft kiss upon her.
“You’re right,” she agreed, and after a deep breath, we got right back to it.
The following week, Braden and Mati returned from their honeymoon, and I received an invitation to come tour their new house and join them for dinner. Students getting married wasn’t an uncommon practice at the Academy, and when they did, they usually found housing somewhere in the Enclave. Braden and Mati had managed to score a nice house not too far from ours, and I was excited to see their new dwelling.
Aside from that, Braden wanted me to fill him in on how things had gone with the Summoning class, which gave me the perfect opportunity to ask him to be my best man.
The wedding was going to be tiny in comparison to my wedding to Nia, so the position was more of a formality than anything, but I still wanted my former roommate to know how important he was to me.
The walk to Braden’s house only took about ten minutes or so, and per his description, it was super easy to locate. The structure was much smaller than our mansion, which made sense because it didn’t have to house so many people, but it was still impressive nonetheless. The shutters were a dark brown and featured latticework that made them look as if they belonged on a forest cottage, and paired with the light tan exterior paint, they gave the home a quaint vibe that suited the couple.
I walked up the dark-brown cobblestone path and admired a small area that would house flower beds in warmer weather before I knocked on the arched wooden door. Moments later, the door swung open and revealed a smiling Braden and Mati.
“Well, if it isn’t the new Mr. and Mrs. Flint.” I grinned at the newlyweds, and the pair wrapped me into a huge embrace.
“I like the sound of that,” Mati chuckled when we pulled apart. “Mrs. Mati Flint. I think it flows rather well, wouldn’t you agree, Mr. Flint?”
“Indeed it does,” Braden laughed, and he wrapped his large arm around Mati’s slender shoulders. “Come on in, Gryff!”
They led me indoors, and I was pleasantly surprised to see the inside of the house was just as quaint as the inside. The place was all low lighting, with dark wood floors, flickering fireplaces, and rugs that looked hand-knit. It emulated the same vibe as a cozy cottage, or a mountainside cabin, and was perfect for the Flints.
As they showed off a few rooms of the picturesque home, I couldn’t help but study the pair of mages. The couple had a vibrant glow about them that made my heart swell, and I was glad to see them look so happy. I couldn’t think of anyone who was more deserving of some domestic bliss.
“So, how was the honeymoon?” I asked them as we lingered in the hall near the dining room.
“It was so lovely,” Mati answered me, and her vibrant green eyes sparkled as she recalled the events of the past week. “We stayed in this village called Nattanger, and we had the quaintest experience. The inn was so cute, and there was the most precious little dog at the front desk…”
The banisher had a tendency to ramble when she was excited, and I soon got lost in the hastened pace of her words. Braden seemed to notice my struggle to keep up, and he gently reined Mati in.
“Breathe, my lady,” Braden laughed again softly as he tightened his arm around his wife. “We have all evening to talk about the honeymoon. Let’s not overwhelm Gryff before he’s had a chance to take his coat off.”
“Oh, sorry, Gryff,” Mati apologized as her cheeks turned red. “I was so excited, I forgot to be a good host. Let me take your jacket from you--”
“Don’t apologize,” I insisted as I removed my leather coat and handed it to the banisher. “I’m glad to hear you had a wonderful time. You deserved an amazing honeymoon.”
“Thanks, Gryff,” Braden said as Mati disappeared down the hall. “We also wanted to thank you again for giving us such a wonderful wedding. You and your family gave us the most magical day, even under such intense circumstances, and it couldn’t have happened without you.”
“It wouldn’t be a real event if there wasn’t some stress and drama,” I laughed. “Besides, all of the thanks should really go to my women. They were the ones who made it all happen. I just showed up and read from a script.”
“Don’t downplay your efforts,” Mati insisted as she reappeared at Braden’s side. “The ceremony was beautifully written, Gryff. My mother couldn’t stop talking about it all night.”
I gave the banisher my most sincere smile. “Thanks, Mati, that means a lot.”
“If your military career doesn’t pan out, you and your women should go into event planning,” Braden teased me. “You all did such an amazing job at it, it was like you were professionals.”
“Speaking of event planning, there was something I wanted to ask you,” I began, and Braden’s eyebrows shot skywards before I could finish the thought.
“Oh, fuck, Gryff, is someone pregnant again?” he asked.
“Well… yes.” I smirked. “Arwyn found out just before the wedding. But that isn’t the only news--”
“Wait, Arwyn’s pregnant?” Mati gasped, and her eyes grew as round as saucers. “Maker, that’s amazing news. Wow, Gryff, congratulations! This is what, baby number…?”
“After Ashla’s, it’ll be baby number eight,” I realized, and I laughed to myself as the reality of the situation hit me.
Wow. I was soon to be the father of eight children.
“That’s insane.” The dark-haired banisher shook her head. “If any of your girls need a babysitter, don’t hesitate to ask. We certainly owe you one, and I want some practice for whenever we decide we’re ready for that step.”
“I might actually have an opportunity to take you up on that,” I replied. “Cyra and I decided we want to get married, so Milo is probably going to need a babysitter not too long from now. ”
“Ohmygoodness!” Mati let out a high-pitched squeal of delight that startled Braden, and it was amusing to see the ox-like summoner twitch the way he did. “Another wedding! Oh, wow, this is so exciting!”
“Congratulations, my friend.” Braden slapped my back affectionately. “That’s such wonderful news. Cyra’s a great girl.”
“She really is,” I agreed.
“When’s the wedding going to take place?’ Mati wondered.
“We’re planning on having it a couple of weeks from now,” I replied, and my words were met with another squeal.
“Maker, woman, let’s not send Gryff home with hearing loss,” Braden said to his wife gently.
“Sorry, Gryff,” Mati apologized in a softer tone, but her wide-eyed expression maintained its excitement.
“Don’t be,” I assured the banisher with a smile. “I’m glad you’re so excited. We’re going to keep the wedding pretty small, most likely even smaller than yours, so it shouldn’t be too complicated of an affair.”
“Well, please let your women know I’m here to help in any way I can,” Mati insisted as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “They went above and beyond for my wedding, and I’d like to repay the favor.”
“I’m sure they would appreciate the help,” I replied to her, and then I turned to Braden. “As I said, it’s going to be tiny, but I had a favor to ask of you, Braden.”
“Anything,” the large-framed summoner said. “How can I help?”
“I was hoping you’d say that.” I grinned. “I wanted to know if you’d do me the honor of being my best man, Braden.”
“Of course, I will, my friend.” My former roommate grinned back at me. “It would be my pleasure to be your best man.”
“Aww, you guys are so cute,” Mati laughed at us.
“We are pretty adorable,” I agreed with her, and soon, the three of us were cracking up.
“Shall we move this party to the dining room?” Mati suggested with an incline of her head. “I seem to remember promising Gryff dinner, and I don’t want to spend the duration of his stay just standing in the middle of the hallway.”
“Of course,” Braden chuckled. “Sorry, didn’t mean to be a bad host or anything.”
“We were roommates for quite some time,” I reminded the ox-like summoner. “Trust me, I think we’re past the point of formalities and manners.”
“Well, I wasn’t your roommate, so allow me to usher you to the dining table,” Mati giggled.
The banisher held her arm out to me, and I fought back laughter as I looped my elbow through hers. While I still didn’t know Mati as well as I wanted to, she had a fun-loving spirit I couldn’t help but admire.
We spent the rest of the evening together, laughing, drinking, and making wedding plans, and it wasn’t until the end of the night that the subject of the Summoning class even came up.
“I feel like a terrible professor for waiting so long to ask about the students,” Braden chuckled as he sipped at the glass of water Mati had forced into his hands. “I did miss them, there was just so much excitement--”
“Don’t even worry about it,” I insisted as I nursed my own glass of water. I had a lot of studying to do the next day, so I’d gratefully accepted the water from Mati when she’d passed a cup to me as well. “There was much to talk about, and besides, there isn’t a whole lot to report anyways. You’ve done a fantastic job with them, Braden. Terrowin is… she’s really something.”
“Is that the girl in your class?” Mati clarified. “The one with the… oh, what’s it called--”
“The bandersnatch,” Braden finished his wife’s sentence. “Yes, she’s the one. She’s really come to be a great summoner. Once she’s had a few more years and some field experience under her belt, we’re all in for a bit of trouble.”
“Look out, Gryff, you might have some competition,” Mati teased me.
“I’ll gladly accept it,” I said. “She’s really talented, and I have no doubt she’s going to go on to do amazing things with her career.”
“The others have impressed me as well,” Braden noted in a thoughtful tone. “I’m not sure what made Syman finally start to talk, but it’s nice to see just how much he’s come out of his shell. If only I could get him to reveal more about his past.”
“Sometimes kids don’t want to talk about it.” I shrugged. “Maybe it’s too painful to discuss. Either way, I think he’s got potential, too. All of them do. Darius wasn’t far behind Terrowin, and Arty really impressed me as well.”
“They’re good kids.” Braden nodded. “I really enjoy being their teacher, and I’m sort of hoping Sleet will bring me on full time once I graduate.”
“I think that’s a great idea.” I smiled. “They really love having you as their professor, and I think the Academy would really benefit from having you on staff permanently.”
“Thanks, Gryff,” my former roommate said. “What about you? What are your plans post-Academy? After your service, I mean.”
“Well…” I trailed off and furrowed my brow. “I honestly don’t know.”
Just before everything had been blown apart by Carth and her herd of mega-sized monsters, I’d been approached by Nia’s father, Gallahar Kenefick, the Grand Mage of Mistral, to be his advisor post-graduation. Most students had to fulfill three years of military service once they graduated, but Gallahar insisted a position of this standing would eliminate the requirement. At the time, I’d told him I’d think on it, but after everything that had happened, I wasn’t sure how I felt about the offer.
While being an advisor to the Grand Mage was a position of high esteem, I wasn’t sure I was worthy of it, and even beyond that, I wasn’t certain what my future held once all of the Archons were subdued. There were so many factors to consider, and I really hadn’t had the time to think about any of them.
Braden and Mati tilted their heads in a similar manner as they waited for me to answer the question.
“Sorry, I zoned out,” I joked. “It’s been a long week, and I’m feeling a little tired--”
“No worries, my friend,” Braden insisted, and he rose from his seat. “I can go get your coat, and we’ll walk you home.”
“I can make it back just fine.” I shook my head, but Mati’s facial expression said otherwise.
