The Next Day
The sun filtered through Zenith's towering gates as Kain and Finn walked the cobbled path into the city.
The scent of fresh bread and lavender oil drifted from market stalls nearby, but none of that registered for Finn.
Not when the girls came into view.
Ruby leaned against a lamppost, legs crossed elegantly.
Darcy adjusted her gloves with practiced grace.
Lyla spun a parasol idly while Beatrix stood firm with arms crossed, her uniform buttoned to the top like a knight waiting for orders.
All four turned at once.
Finn stopped walking.
His breath hitched, like he'd seen angels descend.
Kain, hands in his pockets, gave a chuckle.
"Keep your mouth closed. You'll catch flies"
The night before, Kain had sent a message to the group chat.
Kain:
Finn wants a practice date. Says he wants to impress you. Let's… play along.
Darcy:
You mean act like you're not already our man?
Ruby:
This'll be fun. But we want a reward later.
Lyla:
You know where to find us when he passes out.
Beatrix:
I'll bring cuffs.
Now, back in the present, Finn was pulling out his phone, thumbs moving as he muttered.
"Note: Compliment their outfits. Ask about their hobbies. Make eye contact. Don't say cool beans"
Kain raised a brow.
"Are you taking notes?"
Finn nodded eagerly.
"I just want to get this right"
Kain smirked, eyes flicking to the girls, who were already watching him for subtle cues like trained actresses.
"Oh, you will, buddy… You'll get something alright"
City Plaza
The sun was high, gilding the cobblestones like a spotlight on destiny.
Ruby looped her arm through Kain's with a soft hum, leaning just enough to make it look natural, but every sway of her hips screamed practiced seduction.
Kain didn't say a word; he just adjusted his grip slightly, his hand casually slipping to her waist.
Finn furiously typed something in his notes.
"Note: Be confident. Touch her back gently. Maybe arm? Not hip. That's too advanced"
Behind them, Darcy was already beside Kain's other arm.
Brushing invisible lint off his shoulder, her gloved fingers dragging just long enough to make it noticeable.
She gave Finn a polite smile.
Lyla was spinning circles ahead of them with her parasol.
Twirling like a summer breeze, though her eyes flicked to Kain every few seconds, waiting for the nod, the gesture, the signal to reel it in.
Beatrix walked in step beside Finn, which he took as a good sign.
"So… how's the weather?" he asked hopefully.
Beatrix smiled sweetly.
"I love it"
Finn beamed.
"Awesome! I do too!"
Kain had to bite his lip as he heard Finn typing some more.
"Note: Girls like talking about the weather"
The group paused near a café with shaded tables and ivy running up its walls.
Kain snapped his fingers.
"Sweets on me"
The girls reacted on cue.
Ruby clapped gently, Darcy kissed his cheek with a whisper of thanks, Lyla grinned, and looped arms with Finn to drag him forward
"He's so sweet for trying," she whispered to Beatrix.
Beatrix… just walked past them all, already knowing the game.
Finn blinked at Kain as they sat.
"You're good at this," he said, utterly sincere.
Kain leaned back in his chair, arm draped behind Ruby's.
He tilted his head, grinning.
"Finn," he said, eyes glinting with mock pride, "there's nothing to it. Just treat them like they're already yours"
Ruby let out a soft giggle at that, brushing her hand across his chest.
Finn nodded furiously, scribbling.
"Note: Already mine. Got it"
Café Soleil
Warm sunlight spilled across polished wooden tables, glinting off teacups and sugar spoons.
The air was filled with soft chatter.
Finn sat across from Lyla and Beatrix, nerves barely contained.
His shirt was slightly wrinkled from fidgeting too much, and he clutched his phone like a lifeline.
Kain sat nearby with Ruby and Darcy, his posture relaxed, one arm draped lazily across the back of the booth, eyes half-lidded and watching how the girls treated Finn.
Beatrix offered short nods to Finn's nervous chatter, arms crossed beneath the table.
Lyla twirled a spoon idly in her tea, giving a half-smile when appropriate.
Darcy played her role with a calm grace, answering questions without warmth.
Ruby's lips curled into smiles that didn't reach her eyes.
They tolerated him.
Nothing more.
Kain's gaze drifted between them, amused.
Finn leaned forward, clearly trying.
"So, uh, Lyla… what kind of books do you read?"
Lyla blinked slowly, pausing long enough for discomfort.
"Classics"
"Oh, yeah, like... fantasy stuff?"
She didn't answer.
Beatrix cleared her throat, redirecting.
"Finn, how's your sword training going?"
Finn perked up.
"I've been working on my form! That spinning move you showed me? I almost nailed it yesterday"
Darcy offered a slight nod.
"Good for you"
Kain took a slow sip of coffee.
Finn turned to him, wide-eyed.
"Are you watching?"
Kain smirked.
"Oh, I'm watching alright"
Finn smiled, missing the venom in the amusement.
"Cool. I wanna get this right, you know?"
Kain's phone buzzed under the table.
Ruby:
He just called my earrings "sparkly sparkles"
Darcy:
How are we not gagging?
Lyla:
I'm about to "accidentally" drop my tea in his lap.
Beatrix:
Permission to ghost him in plain sight.
Kain:
Stay in character. I'll deal with you later.
He glanced up, voice casual.
"You're doing great, Finn. Just… don't try too hard"
"I'm not!" Finn defended quickly.
"Just... being myself"
Ruby chuckled.
"That's the spirit"
Her tone was sweet.
Her eyes were ice.
Finn blushed, jotting something down in his notes app.
"Compliment earrings. Ask about books"
10 Minutes Later
Finn wiped his hands on his pants, nerves buzzing.
The girls smiled at him, polite but distant, and Kain lounged against the booth, arms crossed, hiding a smirk.
"Well," Finn said, clearing his throat awkwardly, "what do you guys wanna do next?"
Beatrix pretended to think, glancing at Kain.
Ruby leaned forward.
"There's a new movie playing"
Darcy nodded, almost too quickly.
"It's supposed to be... romantic"
Finn's face lit up like a bonfire.
"Romantic! That's perfect! Y'know, for practice"
Lyla twirled a lock of hair around her finger lazily.
"Let's go"
Kain stood, tossing a few gold coins on the table.
"Lead the way"
They set off down the busy streets of Zenith, sunlight glinting off glass windows and colorful awnings.
Street performers and merchants called out, but Finn barely noticed.
His mind was racing with imaginary scenes of winning smiles and holding hands.
Meanwhile, behind him, Kain slid his arm casually around Ruby's waist.
Darcy drifted closer, her hand brushing his.
Lyla looped her arm through his without hesitation, and Beatrix walked in step behind him like a shadow.
A casual observer might think Kain was leading a parade of devoted women.
And they would be right.
Finn turned around once, and the girls stepped away just enough to seem innocent.
He didn't even notice.
He was too busy rehearsing what he'd say over popcorn.
Silverlight Theater
It was dimly lit, with velvet curtains and polished wood giving the place an old-world charm.
Kain picked a row at the very back.
Finn didn't question it, too excited to sit beside "his many pretty girls."
As the lights dimmed and the opening credits rolled, Finn leaned forward, completely absorbed in the cheesy romance plot unraveling on screen.
He didn't see Ruby shift closer to Kain.
He didn't see Lyla's fingers glide across Kain's thigh under the pretense of adjusting her dress.
He didn't hear Beatrix's quiet sigh as she leaned against Kain's shoulder, like a knight returning to her king.
Darcy's hand found Kain's under the shared armrest, her thumb tracing slow, deliberate circles on his skin.
Finn laughed at a joke on screen, scribbled something into his phone's notes, and completely missed the way Kain's girls were practically draped over him.
The movie dragged on, some sappy love confession that had Finn scribbling madly into his notes like a man possessed.
His eyes were red, his posture slumped, and his breathing slowed.
Kain just watched, amused.
'Pathetic'
Finally, midway through the second act, Finn's head drooped forward.
Then sideways.
Then, whump, he slumped completely against the seat.
Snoring lightly.
Passed out cold.
The lights of the movie flickered against his sleeping, oblivious face.
Kain didn't even look at him.
He leaned back casually, spreading his arms across the seat backs.
"Well," Kain muttered under his breath, just loud enough for the girls to hear, "guess class is dismissed"
Immediately, Ruby slid into his lap, straddling him with a grin.
Darcy was on his right, hands roaming under his shirt, feeling the hard lines of muscle she was forbidden to touch all day.
Lyla tilted his chin toward her and kissed him, slow and lingering, as if claiming her prize.
Beatrix simply rested her forehead against his chest for a moment before looking up at him, eyes burning with devotion, and something hotter.
The act was over.
No more pretending.
No more fake smiles for the fool asleep two seats away.
Kain, lazy and victorious, let it happen.
Ruby whispered against his ear, "You promised a reward..."
Darcy nipped lightly at his neck, adding, "We held back all day..."
Beatrix looked up at him with rare, naked need.
"Command us!"
And Lyla?
She just smiled sweetly and unfastened the first button of her dress.
Kain chuckled low in his throat, running a hand through Ruby's hair, feeling the shivers that simple touch sent through her whole body.
His grin widened as Ruby ground herself against the growing bulge in his pants.
Darcy's nimble fingers danced across his chest, her touch sending sparks of pleasure racing down his spine.
Without warning, Kain swept Lyla into his arms, cradling her against his chest.
The film's soundtrack was abruptly silenced, replaced by the gasps and moans.
Kain carried Lyla towards the back of the theater, the plush velvet curtains parting to reveal a sliver of darkness beyond.
"Time for our private showing," he whispered into her ear.
He lowered Lyla onto the dimly lit floor, her dress falling around her.
Her slender fingers worked at the belt of his pants even as his own hands roamed over her smooth skin, relishing the feel of her soft curves.
Finn snores continued to fill the theater, a bizarre yet strangely apt soundtrack for the debauchery about to unfold.
Kain's fingers deftly unclasped Lyla's bra, freeing her pert breasts to bounce with each swift movement of his mouth.
She moaned, arching her back to press her chest against him further, her hard nipples dragging deliciously across his stubbled chin.
"God, Kain," Lyla breathed, her voice trembling with need, "I need you now!"
"Patience," he murmured against the swell of her breast, his free hand slipping down her stomach to caress the damp heat between her thighs.
Finn remained blissfully unaware, his snores growing deeper as Kain expertly worked Lyla into a frenzy with his fingers.
Her hips bucked against his touch.
The other girls watched in envy, hands already working to free their own eager bodies from restrictive clothing.
Darcy leaned in close to Beatrix, her voice a husky whisper.
"You think he'll let us take turns with him?"
Beatrix's red eyes sparkled with mischief as she bit her lower lip, a silent affirmation that only fueled the jealous desire burning within Darcy.
Lyla's pleas for release grew more desperate as Kain's fingers danced around her sensitive clit, teasing but never touching the pulsing nub directly.
The other girls looked on with rapt attention, their own juices pooling as they imagined the decadent scene unfolding.
"Please, Kain," Lyla whined, her thighs trembling with the strain of resisting the urge to close them around his hand.
"I need to cum so badly!"
With a wicked grin, Kain dragged his thumb across her aching clit, coaxing a strangled cry from Lyla's throat.
Her hips jerked, seeking friction against his palm as she teetered on the brink of orgasm.
"As you wish"
And with that, he plunged two fingers deep into her sopping cunt, pumping relentlessly as he rubbed her clit with his thumb.
Lyla's back arched, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy as she screamed, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave.
As the aftershocks subsided, Kain withdrew his fingers, licking them clean with a satisfied smirk.
With a hand on her hip, he tugged her towards him once more.
"Now it's your turn to please me," Kain said, his other hand stroking his rigid length.
"Get on your knees and show me what you're made of"
Without hesitation, the other girls scrambled to obey, their faces alight with eager desire.
Ruby knelt first, her full lips parting to reveal pearly white teeth.
She took Kain's cock in hand, stroking it with practiced ease as she gazed up at him with wide, pleading eyes.
Darcy followed suit, her nimble fingers mirroring Ruby's movements as she vied for attention.
Beatrix, ever the dutiful one, simply pressed her face against the thick base of Kain's cock.
Inhaling deeply as she prepared to worship his manhood with her mouth.
Lyla, still reeling from her explosive climax, watched with a mixture of envy and awe as the other girls expertly pleasured Kain.
Their heads bobbing in unison as they took turns licking, sucking, and stroking his throbbing shaft.
Beatrix's tongue swirled around the sensitive head, while Ruby and Darcy worked tirelessly to please him.
Kain's heavy breaths and the lewd schlurps of the girls' mouths filled the darkened back of the cinema.
Darcy's eyes flicked up to meet his, a silent plea for encouragement as she alternated her hand movements, pumping his length in tandem with Ruby's oral assault.
Meanwhile, Lyla's own desires had shifted; her focus was now solely on delivering the ultimate reward to him.
She worked her way down his body, nipping and licking a trail of fire along his ripped abs and chest.
Reaching his groin, she spread his balls in her palms, massaging them gently as she gazed up at him through her lashes.
Kain's grunt of approval spurred the girls on, his hips rolling to meet their eager touches.
He grasped Lyla's hair, yanking her head back to expose the elegant line of her throat.
He claimed her lips in a bruising kiss, his tongue swirling and playing with hers.
At the same time, he guided Ruby to angle her head, allowing Darcy to take over and engulf the tip of his cock once more.
Beatrix's eyes glimmered with rapt attention as she continued lavishing attention on Kain's thick shaft.
Lyla broke the kiss, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
"Enough," she whispered, her voice husky with need.
"We need to cum together, all of us"
With a wicked grin, Kain lifted Lyla to her feet.
"Of course," he gripped his cock with one hand, the other guiding Ruby to her knees once more.
"Open wide and take it all," he commanded, his eyes locked on Lyla's as he thrust forward, burying himself to the hilt in Ruby's eager mouth.
After a few moments of gurgling on his cock, he pulled out of her mouth.
Lyla stepped forward, taking her place on her knees.
Her lips parted in anticipation as she felt the hot, sticky length of Kain's cock sliding onto her tongue.
Already coated with Ruby's saliva and the precursor of his impending release.
Darcy watched the spectacle with rapt attention, her fingers moving in time with the erotic display.
Beatrix's slender fingers dipping into her soaked folds as she silently implored Kain to claim her as well.
Lyla moaned around the girth of Kain's cock, her eyes locked on his as she worked to bring him closer to climax.
The other girls watched with bated breath, their bodies trembling with need.
When Kain finally gave in to his release, a guttural roar escaping his lips, Lyla prepared to accept his bounty.
Hot, viscous cum flooded her mouth as Kain pulled out, but instead of withdrawing completely, he plunged his still-throbbing cock into Beatrix's waiting lips.
Ruby followed suit, Darcy eagerly accepting him next.
Kain's chest heaved as he admired the scene before him, his cum dripping from their flushed, eager mouths.
With a low chuckle, he dropped to his knees, his cock still hard and throbbing.
"Well this was a good movie," his eyes glinted with satisfaction as he watched the cum slowly slide down their throats.
Ruby, Lyla, Beatrix, and Darcy each looked up at him through glazed, lustful eyes, their faces smeared with the remnants of his release.
Ruby's pouty lips glistened with saliva and cum, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each deep breath.
Her breasts swelled enticingly beneath her dress as a small rivulet of Kain's essence trickled down, leaving a sticky trail across the pale skin of her cleavage.
The gesture sent a shiver down Kain's spine, his cock twitching in response.
Darcy, too, couldn't resist the tantalizing sensation of Kain's cum on her skin, licking her mouth in a low swirling motion.
Kain rose to his feet, his cum still dripping from the girls' lips and chests.
"Finn will soon learn the joys of being left out," Kain chuckled, glancing towards Finn, who was still knocked out.
With quick movements, he secured his pants and fastened his shirt, the fabric cool against his sweaty skin.
The girls, on the other hand, remained in a state of disarray, their dresses askew and their cheeks still glowing with arousal.
"Time to tidy up," Kain commanded, his voice firm but playful.
"I expect to see you all properly dressed and presentable in the next five minutes"
Lyla's voice trembled slightly as she asked, "But, Kain, are you going to give more later?"
A deep, rumbling chuckle escaped Kain's lips as he turned to face her.
"If you're all ready when I call, I might just oblige then"
Lyla quickly rebuttoned her dress, her white hair now neatly contained within a single braid framing her porcelain face.
Ruby quickly redressed herself in a few movements.
Beatrix and Darcy, too, hastily donned their own dresses, the crisp fabric a stark contrast to their flushed, satiated skin.
A Bit Later
Finn snorted awake with a loud snore, jerking upright in his seat.
"Wha-what'd I miss?" he muttered, rubbing his eyes groggily.
The screen showed the credits rolling, dramatic music swelling, but the real scene was right in front of him.
The girls sat neatly beside Kain, a little too neatly.
Flushed cheeks.
Messy hair.
Lips are slightly shiny.
Ruby licked the corner of her mouth absentmindedly.
Darcy stretched like a cat, sighing in a way that wasn't subtle.
Lyla covered a giggle behind her hand.
Beatrix just smirked like she knew a private joke Finn would never get.
Finn, still too dazed to process anything real, blinked a few times... then noticed something about them.
Something white from the corner of Ruby's lips.
He frowned.
"You guys... got some whipped cream or something?"
Ruby coughed into her hand to hide a laugh.
Darcy nearly folded in half, pretending to stretch again.
Kain leaned back, arms spread arrogantly across the seats.
Without missing a beat, "Yeah. Special concession stand deal. You really missed out"
Finn nodded slowly, completely buying it.
"Damn... I knew I should've stayed awake"
Kain stood up, hands in his pockets, giving Finn a smirk that screamed You poor bastard.
"You should have a whole damn notebook full by now," Kain said, voice full of fake encouragement.
"Hope you were taking mental notes too"
Finn grinned, pulling out his phone again.
"I got most of it! Compliment them. Ask questions. Buy them snacks. Stay awake during the movie — big one"
The girls were biting their lips to keep from cracking up as they followed Kain out, brushing a little too close to him, looking way too satisfied for a movie night.
Finn didn't notice a thing.
He just muttered to himself, typing away:
"Don't forget the whipped cream thing, too. Girls love that!"
Kain's Room / Late Night
The air was thick with heat and exhaustion.
The girls lay sprawled across his bed, breathing heavily, skin flushed, their hair a beautiful, chaotic mess.
Sheets were tangled around bare legs; quiet, satisfied murmurs escaped their lips as they clung to the lingering feeling of him.
Kain, meanwhile, leaned casually against the windowsill, bare-chested, sipping a glass of water.
The moonlight kissed the edges of his figure like a painting.
Ping.
His phone buzzed in his hand.
Kain tilted his head lazily and opened the message.
Finn:
Thanks again, man! You really showed me how to do a proper date!
Kain snorted under his breath, keeping his laughter quiet so as not to wake his sleeping women.
He thumbed a quick reply.
Kain:
Why'd you even need my help, idiot?
A second later, Finn responded.
Finn:
The truth is... I kinda have my eye on someone else. Tomorrow, I'm gonna introduce her to you! Boy, you're gonna be surprised!
Kain stared at the screen for a second.
Then chuckled, low and deep.
He slipped the phone into his pocket and glanced over at the bed.
The girls stirred faintly at the sound of his laughter, but none woke.
They were completely drained, satisfied beyond words.
Kain shook his head to himself.
"Tomorrow's gonna be interesting," he muttered with a wicked grin.
The night hummed with quiet promises of chaos.
And Kain was already looking forward to it.
Next Day / Academy Courtyard
The morning sun poured golden light over the Academy's courtyard.
Kain leaned against a stone column, arms crossed lazily, looking every bit the disinterested bystander.
His uniform jacket hung loose, the faintest smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.
In front of him, Finn buzzed with barely contained excitement.
"She's coming soon, Kain!" he said, practically hopping in place.
"Dude, you gotta be cool, okay? I really wanna introduce you two!"
Kain raised a brow, the picture of amusement.
"You're lucky I even showed up, dumbass," he muttered.
Inside, though, Kain's mind was sharper than knives.
'New girl? Saved by Finn? And now he's bringing her straight to me?'
'Man… Sometimes life really is beautiful'
He didn't even know her name yet, but if Finn had found someone cute, it was like fate handing Kain a wrapped present with a big red bow.
And then, as if summoned, she appeared.
Alyssa Vi Bai stepped into view.
Pink hair tied with a soft ribbon, soft sea-blue eyes shining like a lake under the morning light.
She wore a simple white dress, a book clutched to her chest, her small steps cautious, almost shy.
Kain's casual posture didn't shift an inch, but internally–
'Thank you, Finn. Truly. You idiot saint'
Finn's chest puffed up as Alyssa approached.
"Kain! This is Alyssa! She's the girl I saved from those bandits last week!" he said proudly.
Alyssa gave a small, warm smile, bowing her head politely.
"It's nice to meet you... Finn told me you're his best friend"
Kain straightened up just slightly, enough to meet her gaze with his usual lazy, lidded eyes.
"Yeah," he said, voice smooth as silk.
"Name's Kain"
Alyssa giggled, soft, pure, unguarded, and Finn practically melted on the spot.
"Would you maybe… um... like to see the gardens with us?"
Alyssa asked shyly, fidgeting with the hem of her dress.
Finn immediately jumped in.
"It was her idea! She said she wanted to meet my friends, and you're the most important!"
Kain chuckled, pushing off the column.
"Lead the way," he said.
The three of them headed off toward the Academy's gardens.
Finn rambled happily about flower species or whatever nonsense came to mind, and Alyssa listened politely.
Kain stayed a step behind.
Silent.
Watching.
Already imagining a dozen delicious ways this little story could end...
Of course, he'd do nothing for now.
No touching.
No rushing.
Finn wanted pure, sweet love?
Fine.
Kain would be the perfect best friend.
He grinned inwardly, a wicked thought simmering behind his calm, bored expression.
'Plant the seed. Let it grow. Let it bloom... all on its own'
Later, when Alyssa inevitably drifted closer to the others…
When she innocently asked how to kiss, hold hands, and please her beloved...
That was when Kain's patience would be rewarded.
But for now?
For now, he just walked beside them, hands in his pockets, smiling the softest, most patient smile a devil could wear.