A Wizards Misadventures

~~Level Nine~~

AN: I'm not late! Whooo! Oh, and there's a lemon here. I realize that I said last time that there was one last time but I looked back and realized that I was having a hard time writing it and didn't want to be late so I uploaded it. My bad. But this one is extra long, like 3 pages of smut, so whatever. Enjoy (or skip if you're not into it. It's my first time writing so it's completely forgivable).

[|||| =LEVEL 9= ||||]

I woke up feeling light, like I had let a burden off my chest, but also heavy in that my mouth was dry and my head hurt a bit. The first sight to greet me, which simultaneously made me feel more light and exacerbated my headache, was Ophis' face sound asleep and Kuroka's long hair behind her falling down her chest. She was also naked, but really as weird as my life had been, nudity wasn't surprising anymore.

I closed my eyes and dragged up what had happened… Hermione, the emotional breakdown, Helen's decision not to talk to me, and saying a lot of really hurtful things I didn't mean. I felt bad again and found myself squeezing Ophis a little more and felt better. A little life magic flushed my headache away and I put a parallel to work making breakfast for the three of us while I hugged everyone a little tighter.

It wasn't long before Kuroka woke up, a very cat-like yawn escaping her, and I cracked an eye to look at her. She looked to me with lazy eyes. "Morning," she whispered. "We can talk later." And she closed her eyes again. I noticed that she was hanging off the edge of the couch, which was already crowded with me and Ophis, but she didn't seem disturbed by her perilous position so I didn't ask. I didn't feel like speaking much. I was a bit emotionally drained. If there was anything stressful at all I'd just explode it.

… I wasn't going to work today.

Eventually I decided enough resting was enough and moved to get up. Kuroka rolled out of bed herself and went straight to the shower, still yawning.

"It's time to get up?" I heard a voice ask. I looked down to see Ophis' grey eyes looking up a little at me, seeming inquisitive. I nodded in response to her question.

"Do we have to wear clothes?" she asked. I blinked and thought about it.

"No, I don't think so." She smiled a little and I rolled up myself. She took the blanket Kuroka had been using and rolled herself in it and propped herself up on the arm of the couch. I walked to the shower, which was already running, and stepped in with Kuroka. I kissed her softly and we started washing each other. That, of course, led to sex, but it was hardly exciting sex. It was slow and somehow rejuvenating. I felt like it was both of us saying everything was alright.

When we both got out dressed in casual clothes, Ophis opened an eye and a black glow covered her for a moment. It faded and she had on a bra and panties on but nothing else. Then she grabbed towards one of my shirts in the bedroom and it flew to her hand, where she promptly slipped it on.

"It smells like silence," she explained. I looked at the shirt through my magical senses but didn't see anything void-related. Maybe she was just associating me with the void at this point.

I took the breakfast from my parallel, a bacon and egg sandwich for me and Kuroka and sugary cereal for Ophis that had been wiped of affinity with void (She seemed pretty happy with it judging by her small smile when she saw it). We sat at the small table Kuroka had for a minute before Ophis spoke up.

"I love you," she said, looking at me. "Does that mean we should have sex?" I didn't know how to respond to that so I just said what came naturally.