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6/29/2025, 2:08:08 AM
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You face twists into an eye-to-eye smile filled with joy and lust in equal measure, the sort of smile that most men would be thrilled to see upon their lover. Well, if it didn't come with a spicy dash of sadism behind it. Not the usual, malicious sadism you wear when cutting down your foes, but the sadism of a woman who loves seeing her man squirm before she takes care of him gently. "I know, and it will be really hard to hold out on your own. Luckily, we have special tools that will help you avoid temptation~"
Clint's face remains expressionless as he tilts his head and asks, "What do you mean by 'tools'?"
Your attempts to tame the wild tangle of Tiff's hair proving futile, you reach into your things and withdraw a small metallic device whose purpose isn't immediately clear. Both Clint and Tiff give it a curious look as you step around them with the device in hand. When you kneel down and put it on Clint, you can see something awaken in Tiff's eyes, while Clint still seems confused. "This will make sure that you're a good boy for the next six years~"
"Oh, that makes sense." The calm and taciturn voice in which he accepts the device - something you, and most men, would complain about - is adorable. "What will happen once I'm thirty?"
"Yeah, I'm kind of confused about that, too..." Tiff admits. Her eyes are still locked on the device, her face flushed as red as the fringes of her blonde hair as her imagination runs wild. "I know that taking someone's virginity can be a powerful magical catalyst, that's kinda why I threw mine away when I was younger. Didn't want to be the virgin who gets kidnapped for an evil wizard's profane ritual, you know?"
You stare at her blankly. Clint joins you, though his look is of innocent confusion as he asks, "But aren't you the lover of an evil knight who has received her profane gift?"
"This and that are two entirely different things," she replies, making a big X with her arms. "The point is... if you have a ritual in mind, why wait until he's thirty? And if there's no ritual you want to use his virginity for, then what's the point of putting that thing on him? I mean, it's kinda hot and all, but..."
"I guess it's not that well known outside the Empire..." you say with a shake of your head. Putting on your teaching voice, you explain one of the many obscura that Dormandal taught you in your youth. "It began as an urban legend on the Cradle, thousands of years before the Dies Irae. 'If a man reaches thirty years old without losing his virginity, he becomes a wizard.' After the Dies Irae, when magic began to flow through the Material Planes more freely, that urban legend became real. In fact, the very first mortal spellcasters were men who did not know the touch of a woman until their mid thirties and forties, if they knew a woman's touch at all."
"In the modern day, a male mage who remains untouched down there until they're 30 will see an immense swell of power!" you finish.
You face twists into an eye-to-eye smile filled with joy and lust in equal measure, the sort of smile that most men would be thrilled to see upon their lover. Well, if it didn't come with a spicy dash of sadism behind it. Not the usual, malicious sadism you wear when cutting down your foes, but the sadism of a woman who loves seeing her man squirm before she takes care of him gently. "I know, and it will be really hard to hold out on your own. Luckily, we have special tools that will help you avoid temptation~"
Clint's face remains expressionless as he tilts his head and asks, "What do you mean by 'tools'?"
Your attempts to tame the wild tangle of Tiff's hair proving futile, you reach into your things and withdraw a small metallic device whose purpose isn't immediately clear. Both Clint and Tiff give it a curious look as you step around them with the device in hand. When you kneel down and put it on Clint, you can see something awaken in Tiff's eyes, while Clint still seems confused. "This will make sure that you're a good boy for the next six years~"
"Oh, that makes sense." The calm and taciturn voice in which he accepts the device - something you, and most men, would complain about - is adorable. "What will happen once I'm thirty?"
"Yeah, I'm kind of confused about that, too..." Tiff admits. Her eyes are still locked on the device, her face flushed as red as the fringes of her blonde hair as her imagination runs wild. "I know that taking someone's virginity can be a powerful magical catalyst, that's kinda why I threw mine away when I was younger. Didn't want to be the virgin who gets kidnapped for an evil wizard's profane ritual, you know?"
You stare at her blankly. Clint joins you, though his look is of innocent confusion as he asks, "But aren't you the lover of an evil knight who has received her profane gift?"
"This and that are two entirely different things," she replies, making a big X with her arms. "The point is... if you have a ritual in mind, why wait until he's thirty? And if there's no ritual you want to use his virginity for, then what's the point of putting that thing on him? I mean, it's kinda hot and all, but..."
"I guess it's not that well known outside the Empire..." you say with a shake of your head. Putting on your teaching voice, you explain one of the many obscura that Dormandal taught you in your youth. "It began as an urban legend on the Cradle, thousands of years before the Dies Irae. 'If a man reaches thirty years old without losing his virginity, he becomes a wizard.' After the Dies Irae, when magic began to flow through the Material Planes more freely, that urban legend became real. In fact, the very first mortal spellcasters were men who did not know the touch of a woman until their mid thirties and forties, if they knew a woman's touch at all."
"In the modern day, a male mage who remains untouched down there until they're 30 will see an immense swell of power!" you finish.
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