"Flare. Let me be perfectly straight with you."
Bisca paused after leading the crimson-haired mage into her new room within Finn's expansive mansion. She turned around, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Do you like Finn-sama?"
"Eh?!" Flare gasped, clearly startled by the blunt question. Her heavy breasts bounced with the sudden movement. "W-What do you mean?"
"I mean exactly what it sounds like. Love, lust, or just a raw physical craving," Bisca said, crossing her arms to push up her own chest, projecting authority. "Even if you grew up on a different continent with completely different rules, you understand basic, lewd desires, right?"
"..."
Flare blinked, her mind racing as she tried to figure out Bisca's angle. She knew Bisca was a married woman. Surely, that meant nothing illicit was going on between her and their master... right?
"I... I..." Flare stammered, her cheeks flushing a deep pink.
"Don't worry, it's perfectly normal," Bisca said, her tone softening just a fraction, though a tense edge remained. "To be honest, it is incredibly rare for Finn-sama to invite a woman directly into his home like this."
"Is it?"
"With his status and power? He could have any woman he wants," Bisca scoffed lightly. "But he isn't the type to force anyone. If he lets you in, it means he trusts you. I just hope you don't plan on betraying that trust."
"I won't. Never."
Flare's response was immediate and fierce. Ivan and her former guildmates meant absolutely nothing to her now. This mansion was her new beginning. Finn had shown her more warmth in one dinner than Raven Tail had in her entire time there. If she wanted to build a deep, intimate relationship with him, she knew she had to sever all ties with her past.
"That's good, then..."
Bisca exhaled a quiet sigh of relief. Despite how unsettling and unhinged Flare seemed, those wide, strange eyes were completely sincere when they talked about Finn. She wasn't a spy or a honey trap.
Yet, a dark, heavy knot twisted in Bisca's stomach. She genuinely wished Flare didn't harbor any special feelings for him.
It was utterly wrong, and she knew it. She was married. She had a family. But she had known Finn for so long, and a twisted, possessive part of her wanted to be the only woman who knew his hidden, darker side. The thought of this bizarre, incredibly busty mage slipping into his bed made her blood run hot with jealousy.
Unable to stop herself, Bisca took a step closer. "But... it really is better for you if you don't develop those kinds of feelings for him."
"Huh?" Flare tilted her head, her twin braids swaying. "W-Why would you say that?"
"Because he is a dangerous, insatiable man," Bisca whispered, her voice dropping an octave as she tried to scare the younger woman. "He will completely devour a beautiful, naive girl like you. He'll mark you, fill your womb completely, and forcefully claim every inch of you as his own. If you aren't careful, he'll swallow you whole."
Bisca knew she was projecting. But earlier, seeing Finn smile so softly at Flare during dinner had sparked a vicious jealousy inside her. She wanted to terrify Flare into keeping her distance.
But instead of fear, a dark, heavy curiosity pooled in Flare's eyes.
"Did he... do all of that to you, Bisca-san?" Flare asked softly, her gaze dropping to Bisca's lips. "Did he make you his?"
"....."
Bisca froze. Her face burned.
No, they hadn't gone all the way. But the forbidden acts they had shared flooded her mind unbidden. She remembered the heat of the dark rooms, the desperate way she had comforted him using her soft hands and her eager mouth. Even now, the phantom heat of his release and the rich, musky taste of his semen lingered vividly in her memory. The intoxicating thrill of having a man who stood above everyone else completely at her mercy, looking down at her with utterly perverted, lust-crazed eyes—it was an ecstasy she couldn't erase from her body.
She had told herself she would stop once the core Fairy Tail members returned. She had even planned to introduce him to a younger, single woman from the guild to take her place. But then Flare had shown up, and Bisca suddenly realized she didn't want to let him go.
Before Bisca could formulate a lie, the atmosphere in the room shifted.
"You're lying... aren't you, Bisca-san?"
"Eh?"
Without warning, a thick lock of Flare's sunset-colored hair slithered across the floor like a living crimson serpent. It coiled softly around Bisca's ankles, creeping agonizingly high up her bare, smooth thighs, trapping her in place. Flare's eyes darkened, completely devoid of their earlier innocence.
"You said all of those scary things so I would run away from Finn-sama," Flare murmured, stepping dangerously close. "That's what you want, right? You want to keep him all to yourself."
"N-No! Of course not!" Bisca panicked, her heart hammering against her ribs as the hair tightened possessively around her thighs. "I was warning you for your own good!"
"Then... prove it."
"P-Prove what?"
"You said Finn-sama is a wild beast." Flare leaned in, her plush chest brushing against Bisca's as her breath tickled the sniper's ear. "If you went into his room right now, he would pin you down. He would become that beast and pour his hot seed deep inside you until you were pregnant with his child. Right?"
"...."
Bisca's face was terrifyingly hot. The vivid, lewd image Flare painted sent a shameful rush of moisture straight to her core. To be completely claimed by him, to bear the brunt of his impressive size and power... she had dreamed about it, but she wasn't ready to cross that final line. She knew he cared too much about her family to actually ruin her life like that.
Breathing heavily, Bisca looked away, unable to mask her own arousal. "...Is that really okay with you? Being treated like that?"
"What's wrong with it?" Flare asked, genuinely confused. The oppressive tension broke, replaced by her usual tilted innocence. "Finn-sama is incredibly strong. Isn't it perfectly normal for a powerful man to have many women?"
"...You don't want to be his only one?"
"No. I'm just so happy that he has a small place for me in his heart..." Flare said, blushing deeply. In the giant, Viking-like culture she grew up in, alpha males taking multiple mates was entirely normal. Finn told her that her common sense was more or less the same on this continent unless he said otherwise, so this common sense of hers worked on this continent, too, right?
"....." Finn.
Flare looked up through her thick lashes, her eyes practically glowing with raw, unhidden lust and anticipation.
"But... since it will be my very first time..." Flare's hair squeezed Bisca's thighs rhythmically, sending a jolt up the sniper's spine as her eyes looked away and her hands moved weirdly, seemingly too nervous, yet excited. "Bisca-san... will you let me watch you serve him tonight?"
"..."
Bisca couldn't find the breath to answer.