The World Is Mine For The Taking

Leon's POV

Titania told me to come over to her room, and from the second I started walking, there was this buzz under my skin that was like my body already knew something was up.

Most of my girlfriends were having some kind of girls' night tonight, so yeah… part of me couldn't help but expect something might go down.

With my heart thumping faster than I wanted to admit, I pushed the door open, trying to act casual…

And damn near lost it the second I saw them.

All of them—Titania, Yr, Zeruel, Trill, Isiliraiellyn, and Myrcella—were sprawled across the massive bed, lounging there like the world's sexiest trap waiting just for me.

They were half naked, dressed in nothing but teasingly thin lingerie that clung to curves and skin in a way that made my mouth go dry. The sight was enough to make my chest tighten, my breath hitch in my throat for a second.

Each of them was flushed, cheeks tinted pink, eyes hazy yet bright, and just seeing them all together like that felt like something punched me right in the gut.

Then the smell of alcohol in the air hit me. Thick, heavy, sweet but sharp at the same time, worming its way right up into my head and making everything feel warmer, messier, and hornier.

"Fufufufu~ How was it? Do you like your surprise, Leon?" Titania purred, her voice dancing around the room, teasing and soft all at once.

"Surprise?" I repeated like an idiot, eyes flicking over them, trying—and failing—to settle anywhere for more than a second.

Titania was impossible not to stare at first. The way her waist dipped in, her hips curved out, the swell of her chest straining against thin lace—like she'd somehow gotten even more sinfully full since the last time.

Yr's body was more slender, but the look in her eyes was lewder than anything as it was raw, hungry, and open.

Trill, gods… her breasts looked massive, full and heavy, a delicious contrast against her tighter waist and the gentle curve of her hips that made me swallow hard.

Myrcella was graceful as always, but lying there like that, lingerie slipping across pale skin, she was fucking breathtaking in a way that punched the air right out of my lungs.

Zeruel was blushing the deepest, her shyness painted all over her face, yet she was still laying there, body on display just for me. That mix of boldness and embarrassment was enough to make my chest ache.

And then Isiliraiellyn, with that smug little grin that screamed trouble, petite body half hidden and half revealed in just the right places to make my cock twitch even harder.

Fuck, it was almost too much. My pants felt so damn tight it hurt.

"I think this is more than a surprise," I managed to say, voice coming out lower and rougher than I meant.

"Fufufu~ Looks like Leon's actually flustered," Myrcella teased, her smile lazy, eyelids half-closed. "Did this surprise really catch you that off guard?"

"I kinda guessed something might happen," I admitted, rubbing at the back of my neck, "but even expecting it… shit, seeing it for real still knocked me on my ass."

"Well then, why don't you stop overthinking and come closer already, Leon?" Trill said, tossing me a wink so casual it somehow made my pulse pound even harder.

"Uwaaa...~" Yr let out a sleepy, drunken yawn, her body shifting on the sheets, and even that tiny movement made lace slip over skin in a way that made my mouth go dry.

"Fufufufu~... Seeing six half-naked women waiting in the bed… it must be driving you crazy, huh?" Titania teased, her voice like honey dripping slow.

"I mean… I can't really deny that."

And hell, denying it would've been pointless anyway—my cock was throbbing so hard it felt like it might tear through my pants, each heartbeat making it twitch painfully.

"Then come here, Leon," Titania said, softer now, but somehow even more dangerous. "Let us help ease that for you."

My feet felt weirdly heavy as I stepped closer, heart slamming around in my chest like it wanted out.

Climbing onto the bed felt surreal, like stepping into some kind of fever dream. The sheets were warm where they'd all been lying, and the smell—perfume, sweat, alcohol, and raw, thick arousal—wrapped around me, making my head spin.

The bed was huge, big enough to hold all six of them and still leave a little room, though it felt deliciously cramped now, like bodies pressing in from all sides. But fuck, that was the last thing to complain about.

The only real question burning in my mind was who to go to first.

"You don't have to overthink it, Leon," Titania murmured, voice softer, almost gentle, but her eyes still holding that teasing spark. "Choose whoever you want. Just… not Zeruel first, of course. Let her have a moment to get her heart ready."

"Then..." I let out a shaky breath, eyes moving across each of them before settling on her. "I'll start with you, Nia."

"Is that so? Then...~"

She didn't even hesitate. She parted her legs for me, slow and deliberate, lingerie slipping aside just enough to show soft, flushed skin and the damp shape of her pussy through lace.

My breath caught in my throat.

I crawled forward until I was between her thighs, heat radiating off her skin, the smell of her arousal hitting me so thick it made my brain buzz.

She stared back up at me, lips curling into that damned smug little grin, eyes daring me to come closer. And fuck, like I could ever resist that.

The closer I got, the more that musky, sweet scent wrapped around me and it was thick enough to make my cock twitch so hard it almost hurt.

I glanced down and saw her panties were soaked, wet patch so dark it nearly shimmered under the light.

"Wow, Nia..." I rasped out, voice rough. "You're already drenched."

"Because I'm so horny for you, Leon," she said, voice low and throaty, that grin never fading, somehow looking even hungrier now.

"Really..." I murmured, leaning in and closing the distance.

The second our lips touched, her tongue pushed into my mouth, hot and eager, swirling around mine so greedily it made my pulse spike.

I kissed her back just as hard, tongues tangling messily, breathing turning ragged. It felt like the whole room narrowed down to just the heat of her mouth and the pounding of my heart.

When we finally pulled back, our lips were connected by a thin, wet string of spit that snapped and glistened in the low light.

I leaned in closer, pressing soft kisses down the side of her neck, feeling her skin shiver under my lips. At the same time, my hand moved lower, pressing against her pussy through the soaked lace.

"Ah...~ T-That tickless...~" she giggled, voice hitching between laughter and a breathy moan, hips twitching under my hand.

Every time I pressed, more wetness seemed to seep through, panties clinging to my fingers, heat pulsing right against my palm.

I leaned back for just a second, staring down at her flushed face with her eyes half-lidded, lips parted, chest rising and falling fast. Alcohol had her cheeks burning red, but it mixed so perfectly with the raw, needy lust in her gaze.

With my cock so hard it almost hurt, I finally pulled it out, the air cold on hot skin making it twitch even more.

Then, not even trying to hide how shaky my breath had gotten, I leaned forward over her, ready to lose myself completely in her warmth.