They both turned toward her. She shrank under their combined gazes, but forced herself to continue.

"I know I don't have her strength. Or her place. But tonight…" She hesitated, cheeks burning, then blurted, "I wanted to be his too. Even just a little."

The silence that followed made her heart pound, until Xavier broke it with a low laugh. He reached out, tugging her closer, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

"You already are," he said simply.

Celene blinked, stunned, her lips parting. "…Really?"

"Yes." He kissed her again, this time on the lips—gentle, lingering, reassuring.

Seraphina watched, then exhaled slowly, her smirk returning. "She's sweet. Too sweet. Maybe I'll allow it."

"Allow it?" Xavier teased, arching a brow.

"Mm." Seraphina settled back against his chest like a queen reclaiming her throne. "I said I was first, didn't I? That means I set the rules."

Celene pouted faintly, but her eyes shone with relief. "Then… thank you, milady."

"Don't thank me," Seraphina said, flicking her gaze toward Xavier's still-heaving chest. "Thank him. You'll need the strength."

Xavier chuckled, squeezing both women closer, his arms full, his cock twitching faintly even in the afterglow.

The lantern crackled. The sheets were damp with sweat. The three of them lay there, tangled and messy and utterly undone, yet more whole than before.

Xavier's eyes drifted shut, his voice rumbling low. "Mine," he murmured, and neither woman contested it.

Time passed and soon it was night.

The night air was thick with silver light. Outside, the entire estate was bathed in the glow of the full moon, its round face sitting high and heavy in the center of the heavens. The hour had come.

Inside his chambers, Xavier stood, his aura faintly glimmering with that same lunar glow. His body almost hummed, the mark of the Moon Goddess pulsing faintly beneath his skin.

In front of him stood Seraphina and Celene.

Seraphina's hands were clenched together, her face composed but her eyes too bright, betraying the storm beneath. She had already explained everything to Celene, and now even the once-playful maid—now his woman—stood quieter, her eyes lingering on him with both longing and something sharper.

They both knew: the Goddess was interested in him.

Xavier smiled at them, calm despite the weight in the air. "It's time."

Seraphina moved first. She stepped toward him with the grace of a noblewoman, but her movements carried a desperation no court could polish away. She cupped his cheek, her thumb brushing along his jawline as if to carve his image into her palm. Then, without hesitation, she leaned in and captured his lips.

The kiss was not playful. It was deep, claiming, a lingering press of warmth and hunger. Her lips molded to his, her tongue brushing against his in a slow, searching way, as though she feared this might be her last chance to feel him like this.

"Mmm…" she breathed against his mouth before breaking away, her forehead pressed to his. "Remember… you're mine first." Her voice trembled, but her words rang like iron.

Xavier smirked softly, brushing his thumb across her lower lip. "How could I forget?"

Before Seraphina could retort, Celene stepped forward, her own expression unreadable. But when she spoke, her voice was low, almost sing-song. "Come here~"

Her arms spread wide, an open invitation, the faintest smirk tugging her lips.

Xavier chuckled. He knew exactly what she was offering. "A goodbye gift, huh?"

He stepped into her arms, and Celene wasted no time. She guided his head down until his face pressed firmly against her chest. Her two massive breasts enveloped him, soft and warm, smothering him in that heavenly softness. For a moment, his world narrowed to the heat, the faint perfume of her skin, the feeling of being cocooned in something both sinful and pure.

Celene closed her arms around his head, almost possessive, her fingers threading through his hair as she pressed him deeper into her cleavage. "Stay as long as you want," she whispered, her breath ghosting his ear. "Let this warmth be the last thing you remember of me tonight."

Xavier exhaled a deep groan, muffled against her breasts. "Haaah… this is too good… maybe I really should stay a little longer."

At the side, Seraphina's jaw slackened, her eyes widening at the sight. Her nails dug into her palm, a flash of jealousy sparking. She bit her lip hard enough to almost draw blood. 'She beat me to it. Xavier… you didn't tell me you love that kind of hug.'

The words burned on her tongue, but she forced herself to remain silent. Now wasn't the time.

Xavier eventually pulled back, though not without lingering. His smirk was smug, his eyes glittering as he looked at Celene. "Perfect gift," he murmured.

Celene's lips curled in a small, victorious smile. "Then remember who gave it."

He chuckled again, and then, louder, teasing, "Alright. Goodbye, you two. Don't worry—when I come back, I'll give you exactly what you love the most."

Both women flushed at his words. Seraphina's blush burned hot, though she masked it with a scoff. Celene, on the other hand, lowered her gaze, her ears turning red, but she smiled shyly, clearly pleased.

At that exact moment, a faint shimmer crossed Xavier's vision.

Ding—

[The Goddess of the Moon wishes to summon you to the Moon.]

[Do you accept?]

[Y/N]

Xavier's grin widened. So she was watching. She waited until my goodbyes were finished before sending the prompt. How thoughtful.

He raised his head, silver light reflecting in his eyes, his curiosity sharpening. 'I can already travel to the Moon myself, but no… this first time, I'll go by her call. Let's see how she plans to bring me there.'

***

Xavier had already tasted their goodbyes: Seraphina's deep kiss, Celene's smothering embrace. But the tension between the two women was far from settled.

Seraphina's chest rose and fell, her eyes narrowed ever so slightly at the smug curve of Celene's lips. Without a word, she strode forward, determination flashing in her gaze. "I won't be outdone," she muttered, her voice low but firm.

Before Xavier could react, she pulled him into her arms. With surprising force, she pressed his head down, guiding him straight into the valley of her breasts.

Xavier's muffled groan vibrated against her chest. "Mmmhh—Seraphina… you too?"

"That's right," she said, her tone sharp but her cheeks flushed crimson. "If she can give you this… so can I." Her hands tightened behind his head, pushing him deeper, as though staking her claim with every second. "Remember whose embrace you felt second. That means it's the last one before you leave."

Celene crossed her arms, watching, her smirk playful. "Tch. You noblewomen… always obsessed with rank and order." But her voice betrayed a faint pout.

Xavier eventually pulled back, gasping for air, though his grin was wolfish. "Haaah… Seraphina, you nearly suffocated me."

She tilted her chin, smug. "Then remember — my warmth is the one that lingers."

Celene clicked her tongue but stepped forward again. "If we're competing…" She suddenly grabbed his collar and yanked him down, her lips crashing against his.

The kiss was wild, hungry. Her tongue slid against his, demanding and offering in the same breath, her moans vibrating through his mouth. She didn't stop until his knees almost buckled from the intensity.

When she finally broke away, her lips were swollen, her breath ragged. She gave him a sultry smile. "There. Now that's my mark."

Xavier chuckled, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he looked between the two of them. "You two… are going to kill me one day."

Seraphina huffed, crossing her arms, though the blush across her cheeks betrayed her. "Better us than another woman."

Celene winked. "Or a goddess."

The playful jab left the room in tense silence for a heartbeat. Then, almost as if on cue, the silver glow across Xavier's vision sharpened.

Ding—

[The Goddess of the Moon wishes to summon you to the Moon.]

[Do you accept?]

[Y/N]

The prompt hovered in front of him, gleaming softly like the moon itself.

Xavier smirked, tilting his head back as though gazing at the goddess watching above. So, you waited until they were finished… considerate of you.

He looked back at Seraphina and Celene. Their eyes were fixed on him, twin storms of worry and longing. He stepped close, brushing his thumb across each of their lips in turn.

"Don't worry," he murmured, his voice calm and deep. "When I come back… I'll give you both what you crave the most."

Their faces flushed crimson, but neither argued. They only nodded.

"Goodbye… for now."

And with that, he chose.

[Yes]

The silver glow erupted instantly, swallowing his body whole. The chamber blurred, reality bending as if the moon itself had opened its arms to embrace him.

Seraphina and Celene shielded their eyes from the flood of light. When they lowered their arms again, he was gone — pulled beyond their reach, straight into the domain of the Goddess of the Moon and Fertility.

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