A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

Meanwhile, back in the bedroom, Emma had fallen asleep. Although, perhaps saying she fainted from pleasure and exhaustion was more accurate. She currently snored softly on top of Erik's chest. Her lips were curled into a warm, happy smile, and her upper body was still restrained by the harness.

Emily, too, had fared no better than her little sister and currently lay sprawled on the floor inside that black dome. Her face was red, and her lower body soaked, but she looked peaceful nonetheless. A pleasured smile graced her face as she slowly breathed in and out.

As for Erik, he smiled softly and stroked the young Emma's hair, which was no longer bound in a ponytail and instead spread out around her like a halo.

Erik smiles softly to himself, 'Don't you worry, little glimmer. I'll take responsibility for you.' A possessive glint passed through his eyes, 'You'll be mine forever, now.'

Elora was next to him and chuckled happily when she felt his feelings, "She's the cutest, isn't she?"

Erik grinned teasingly as he turned towards Elora, "Cuter than you?"

A chime-like, amused giggle sounded from Elora's lips. "Well I'd sure hope so," she said, before puffing out her chest with pride. "I'm far too domineering and mischievous to be cute!"

Chuckling, Erik asked, "Proud of that, are you?"

Elora raised an eyebrow, "Are you saying you don't like me like this?" Then, she looked up at the ceiling, placed the back of her hand on her forehead, and sighed dramatically, "Have I already been replaced by the new blood?"

"No one could ever replace you, Elora," he answered with an amused grin, but a sincere glint in his eyes. Then he extended his hand to grab Elora's neck and pull her closer to him, "Now give me a kiss."

Elora giggled again and did as he asked.

After they separated, Erik raised a curious eyebrow and glanced behind Elora at the black dome, "How's Emily doing? I'm guessing she failed?"

Grinning victoriously, Elora nodded, "Of course she did! Although she lasted longer than I would have expected. She's fallen asleep by now, just like Emma."

"She should really have known better than to make deals with you by now," Erik chuckled amusingly. "Anyway, do you mind bringing her to the bed? She really shouldn't be sleeping on the floor, and I can't stand up without waking Emma."

"Oh just let her sleep on the floor, she didn't want to be in bed with us, anyway," Elora said, waving her hand dismissively.

But Erik didn't relent and kept looking into Elora's eyes with expectation and a domineering glint.

Finally, Elora stood up with a sigh and a roll of her eyes, "Fiiiiine, but you owe me for this one. I mean really, asking me to do physical labor!"

She flew towards the black dome and made it disappear with a wave of her hand, revealing the sleeping Emily. The fairy picked her up and used her wings to fly to the other side of the bed, where she put the black-haired girl down.

"I already owe you far more than I can ever repay, my lovely little Ember," Erik said with a grin, as he watched her.

"Hmpf," Elora scoffed as she went back to lie next to Erik again, "And don't you forget it!"

Chuckling, Erik kissed her forehead, and soon, they drifted off to sleep.

*****

The next morning started off a little awkwardly, as Emily, once again, found herself hugging Erik's body when she woke up.

Only this time, she didn't jump up in a fury after realizing where she was, but instead, sighed with annoyance and bumped her head against Erik's side, while whispering, "Dammit."

"Angry you lost the bet?" she heard Erik's masculine voice just above her.

It remained quiet for a moment, as Emily seemed to be debating with herself whether or not she should answer. But finally, she started talking, even while her face remained buried in Erik's side, "More like angry I took the bet in the first place."

"Yeah," Erik chuckled knowingly, "It's not usually a good idea to bet against Elora."

Emily scoffed, "You don't seem to be doing so bad with them. How many more days does she still need to call you Master, again?" Without waiting for Erik to answer, she continued with an exasperated sigh, "I just… wanted to shove that cocky attitude up her ass for once. Didn't exactly work out that way, did it…"

Even Emily herself didn't really know why she was taking this all so well, why she wasn't angrier at Erik, who surely knew what Elora's sigil was supposed to do. In fact, she felt strangely thankful to Erik. Not for the sigil, but for clearly providing Emma with an extremely pleasurable first time.

The proof of which, she had experienced first hand…

"Did it feel good at least?" Erik asked, a playful smirk around his lips.

Emily remained quiet for a moment until softly whispered, "Yeah," sounded in Erik's ears.

Suddenly, Emily seemed to find her fury again, quickly untangled herself from Erik's body, jumped out of bed, and pointed an accusing finger at Erik, "But don't let that get to your head! Just because I now know how it feels doesn't mean I'll suddenly jump your bones!"

Only when she finished did she suddenly notice Emma and Elora's heads sticking out from Erik's other side. Elora with an amused grin, and Emma with a happy smile, "Good morning, Big Em!" the latter said in a chipper voice.

"Gah!" Emily jumped back a little, apparently having forgotten they were there. Suddenly, she found it hard to look into her little sister's eyes, considering what they shared last night.

"G- Good morning, little Em," she stammered.

Then, with a venomous glare shot at Elora, she rushed out of the room, "I'm taking a shower!"

It appeared Emily's lack of anger did not extend towards Elora.

Emma blinked, a little surprised at her big sister's reaction. She turned towards Erik, "Master? What did that sigil do exactly?"

Chuckling mysteriously, Erik answered, "If you really want to know I'll tell you, but it might make things even more awkward between you and her. I suggest you wait and see if she wants to talk to you about it." He smiled warmly, "She's fine, though. Don't worry."

Emma smiled brightly, no doubt in her mind about the truthfulness of Erik's words. "Alright, I will!"

Then she sat up, and curled her lips into a small smile, while her cheeks became a little flushed. "A- Anyway, thank you for last night, Master. It was exactly what I wanted."

Smiling, Erik leaned over and kissed her, "I believe I should be the one thanking you. Now how about we get you out of that harness, so you can go prepare some breakfast?" he asked, with a playful grin.