Upon entering the room, the door to it was soon closed shut and locked. Sephiroth removed herself from Lance’s side and looked around to make sure that there weren’t any fillies hiding inside the room, before lighting her hand and soundproofing it. She didn’t really want a repeat of what happened with Nightmare and the guard.

“I see that Max had taught you a few new tricks.” Lance smiled, unzipping his jacket and setting it on the nearby coat rack.

“Yeah, she used that memory sharing spell to teach me how to use magic.” She hesitated and turned her face away to hide the blush that was forming due to what had been added to those memories.

“Correct me if I’m wrong, but I’m guessing that’s the same thing she did to me to show me your… time together?” The Adept asked, noticing the blush as it grew on her face.

Sephiroth nodded. “Nightmare developed that spell on the base of my Materia and taught it to Max.” She grimaced. “And she has abused the hell out of it to prank people.”

“Memory in itself can be very powerful,” He replied, now starting to take off his shirt. “If used properly of course. Speaking of which… are you ready to make some new memories?” The shirt was fully off by the time he got to the bed where Seph was and now was hanging with the Jacket that he tossed onto the coat rack.

The blush on her face deepened a bit, but she nodded and opened the straps in the front of her coat, biding her time. A little agitation nagged at the back of her mind when she noticed that she was still hesitating. She didn’t really want to, even trying to force herself to stop, but for some reason that just made it worse. For Lance, he himself was undoing his pants and removed them and the undergarments he was wearing, revealing to her his prize that was beginning to harden as he waited for Seph to finish undressing.

Biting her lower lip in an attempt to use the pain to clear her head, her hand wandered to her shoulder but she just wasn’t able to remove her clothes further. With a heavy sigh, she let her arm drop. “I’m sorry Lance… I- I just can’t. I trust your judgement about my magic influencing you but-”

Lance soon got up and put his arm at her shoulder. “It’s okay Seph. I’m here for you. Now… How about I help remove those clothes for you? I don’t want to keep a lady waiting.” He smiled as his hands caressed her body and slowly assisted her with removing the jacket, exposing her breasts during the transition.

She felt her arms twitch to prevent him from undressing her, but she managed to suppress the urge. Taking a stagnant breath she closed her eyes and leaned against the man next to her. He held her close, hugging her tightly. “You look very beautiful tonight. The moonlight definitely helps.” The Adept mentioned. The light from the moon was the one thing that served as a source of light in the room. Not to mention that the bed was by the window that had the light shining through. “Now… do you need help with the other half of your clothes? I don’t want to tease you like how Max did earlier.”

Chuckling a little at the mention of Max’s teasing, she felt herself relax. “That would only work if you were a professional at preening.”

“Oh, so she was ruffling your feathers I see? Damn, she’s good.” The Adept cracked a grin and lowered his hands to the sides of Seph’s chest, pulling her in for a kiss. During the kiss, he lowered his hands, slowly pushing against the leather pants that Seph still had on.

Reciprocating the kiss, she shuddered a little, but did nothing to stop him. She broke the kiss and the blush on her face was almost radiant now. “Didn’t help that Sombra tried to make me uncomfortable by flirting with me and Calcifer practically begged of me to make him into my slave while standing at attention.” She sighed. “This world is dead set on teasing me constantly.”

“Well, now you have me here to help you.” He smiled again while nodding his head in the direction of the bed as the two of them went towards it and fell on top of the comfy mattress. “So, do you need me to help prepare you for the main event?”

She averted her eyes in embarrassment. “I’m aroused since Max’s teasing and most of the situations since then didn’t really help. So… no.”

Lance looked down, noticing that her honeypot was already leaking with juices. “Heh… Alright, I guess we’re just diving in then. Is there a specific way you want to do this or should we do the same thing like last time?”

“Actually… I told you that Max used the spell to prank others. She kind of gave me one of you and Celestia. And you were practically rutting her…” She trailed off, way to nervous to continue.

“Well… something tells me you liked that…” Lance leaned in closer, using his tip to rub it against her slit. “Tell me Seph… Do you like being dominated?”

Her whole body shivered in excited desire and she let lose a quiet whine of need. “M-maybe?”

“Something tells me yes… Do you want me to fuck you the same way?” He asked, teasing her again with the tip against the slit again.

Tensing for a second, she bit back another whine ineffectively, making it sound like, “Mmpf.”

“Was that a yes? I can only help you if I hear a yes.” He grinned, teasing her again.

She felt her anger rise again just in time to give her enough of a push to almost scream in frustration. “Fuck me already!”

Now, there was no more teasing. With one swift push, he entered her moist depths as both of them moaned from the initial entrance. “Just relax and enjoy yourself.” He told her, starting to pull back a bit before thrusting back into Seph’s honeypot, starting off a bit slow before increasing his tempo. The pleasure that both of them were feeling was outstanding. This was exactly what she had needed after a long day of being teased by Max and almost everyone else that she had met. Now, Seph was getting the satisfaction that she desired.

After the initial thrust, she was so lost in the pleasure that she actually forgot to breathe. Which caused her to fall silent while her lungs tried in vain to provide the air needed to voice her approval. All she could do was hold onto Lance to not completely drown under the waves crashing through her.

Lance himself was in heaven. Fucking Seph now without Max watching them allowed for him to pay special attention to the Silver haired woman as he kept on thrusting his lance into her vagina. To his surprise, the two of them were lasting a lot longer than they were the last time they did this. Bending over, he kissed her on the lips, providing some air into her lungs as he kept on thrusting at the same speed he started with. However, he was beginning to think that she wanted him to go harder. But couldn’t tell because Seph was completely lost in the overall pleasure.

His quiet question was answered, though, when the air he provided was used to scream by her. “Faster! Harder!”

Now with the answer he was looking for, the Adept quickened his pace, thrusting into her as hard as he could as she remained lost in the heat of the moment. He kissed her again, giving her more air to breath as his dick slid in and out of her every few seconds. He wanted to say how amazing this was, but worried that he might kill the mood if he did. So, he just continued to push into her depths. Getting closer to her womb with each thrust.

Not really capable of any resemblance of a coherent thought she proceeded to abuse the repeatedly provided air to cry out in pleasure with growing volume and urgency. The constant level of arousal over almost the whole night had left her in a state in which it didn’t really took much to drive her over the edge. She could never have been prepared for the onslaught of ecstasy her very sudden peak brought with it, though.

Lance felt her peak and the tightening walls around his pride grip him like a vice. As he felt her warm fluids around his cock, he kissed her again as he quickened his tempo even more. Seph’s orgasm had now driven him over the edge and he was on the verge of his own release. “S-seph. I’m close-.”

She didn’t even register his words, as she was too far gone. His continuous thrusts prolonging her trip to nirvana. Seconds after her release, Lance went over the edge, releasing a torrent of seed into her depths as he felt her arms and legs wrap around him to prevent him from letting go.

He took some time to catch his breath and let Seph do the same. But he didn’t pull out yet. Lance wasn’t sure if she wanted to go another round or just snuggle and sleep by each others side. He waited for Seph to catch her breath and let her decide on what she wanted. After all, he was here to make her feel safe. “I love you, my little angel.”

The woman just stayed like she was, except for letting her legs slide down from their position around him. After hearing him speak, she blinked a few times, struggling to focus enough to actually process what he had said. When she did, all her sex addled mind could produce, totally gave not a single fuck about dumb reservations and she just smiled. “Love you, too.”

The Adept smiled, hugging her and holding her close. Snuggling her and holding her close. Unaware that he had not pulled out of her at all yet.

Sephiroth was content. There was no other word for it. Finally being granted her release after a whole day of teasing and still feeling her lover inside of her left nothing to wish for. The glorious exhaustion of the act disappeared way too suddenly and left her confused. The content was still there, she was feeling incredibly good. More than just good. She could get behind that, but not how… energetic she felt.

Something didn’t feel right. Something stirred in her, bursted and consumed her like a wildfire. Her mind was overwhelmed with a sudden clarity and everything that mattered anymore was to experience more. A tiny voice in the back of her head tried to point out to her that all of this was wrong, but she didn’t care. With renewed vigor she rolled on top of Lance and relished in the fact that he was still inside her. She repositioned herself on top of him and traced his toned chest with her fingertips, while fixing him with a sultry stare.

The last thing she would remember later was her saying, “Ready for round two?”

Upon waking, Sephiroth felt heavenly. Not really conscious enough to remember what exactly transpired, she cuddled up on the man beneath her, the movement alerting her that his flaccid member still resided in her depths.

Soon though, her lover’s eyes began to open as he looked back at her. “H-hey there, beautiful.” He yawned a little as he looked back at her. “Did you enjoy my company?”

She grinned in satisfaction and kissed him briefly. “Certainly. I’ve never felt this good before.”

“Did you enjoy the second round?” He asked her.

Confusion nagged at her but she decided not to be bothered by it and just ask, “What second round?”

“After we went the first time, you decided to climb on top of me and ride me again.” He told her. “I’m surprised that you don’t remember. You were just as lost in the pleasure and begged for me to cum inside you.”

That finally got her to break through the haze over her thoughts and she stared down at him, after she sat up. This caused his dick to move inside her but she was too distracted to notice. “I what?”

“You were telling me to fuck you until no tomorrow and breed you with my children. You even were begging for me to make you a mother.” He told her, propping himself up on his elbows.

She just stared at him blankly for a bit before her last memory of the former night returned to her, making her shake and hold a hand over her mouth. What… what happened? The sensations had been hinting that there was something wrong, and she saw it in hindsight. She was influenced and downright overwhelmed by some kind of power, after feeling energized, empowered even when they finished their first round.

Realization hit her hard enough to make her sick. Succubi fed off of the energy produced through intercourse. That could only mean- wait. How long had she been unconscious? She remembered how Lance came in her the first time and if what he said was true then- “Lance! How long was I- I mean, how much time has passed since our first round?”

“Like four hours. You just finished the second round three hours ago.” The Adept told her, lifting up the sheet that covered them to reveal the cum soaked bed spread that they were on top of.

Staring slackjawed, she couldn’t find the strength in her to move from her spot on his groin. “Lance…?”

“Yes Sephy?” He asked, noticing her change in expression. “Is something wrong?”

“That… I- I don’t remember…” How should she phrase something like this?! This was exactly what she had been afraid of. “M-my… Succubus magic overwhelmed me…”

Hearing that, Lance raised an eyebrow, just as surprised as she was. “Are you sure? You were lost in the pleasure like before and made me cum inside you four times.”

Thunderstruck, she stammered, “F-f-f-four t-t-hu…” Her shoulders sagged before she completely froze and straightened up again. “That’s not- I’m- A-and.” Panic gripped her heart and she literally jumped off of him and the bed in one go.

“Seph?! Wait… Just… don’t leave yet…” He told her. “Let’s just talk. You asked me to be here to help you and I’m here now. So talk to me.”

Sephiroth paced up and down frantically, gesturing wildly with her arms. “Don’t you get it?! This is exactly what I was afraid of! The succubus’ magic is overwhelming me, controlling me!”

“Hey… Don’t stress out. We can find a way to handle it.” He told her, remembering the magic canceling gem he had in his jacket. “Calm yourself… You still have control over yourself. So don’t give in to your fears.”

Halting in her pacing, she looked at him out of haunted eyes. “You’re… you’re right. I’m in control, again.” Only to freak out again and snapping her fingers in quick succession, returning the room - the bed mostly - to pristine condition, cleaning herself and making the full set of her clothes appear on her, the same going for Lance. “We have to find Max! Right now! I don’t know if there is a time limit in which she has to cast her spells to prevent a pregnancy.”

“H-hang on. Don’t you know the same spells Max has?”

“I’m in absolute no state to find the spell in my memories right now!”

“What about from the book?” Lance asked, pointing at a nearby worktable that had a huge spell book on top of it. It was titled The Sorcerer’s secret. Special spells for special minds and from the looks of it, Max had placed sticky notes on certain pages for her to review when she had the time.

“Are you kidding me?! I won’t search through a book now!” Lighting up her hand she instead used a spell she was already familiar with and pinpointed Max’s location. “I found her and I’m going there, now. With or without you.”

“Look Seph, just calm down. You’re just overthinking this… Max could be anywhere right now. She could even be at the night court.”

“Don’t care! I won’t get pregnant!” Sephiroth paused slightly, her agitation and energy vanishing for an instance, “... not this way.” Before returning with a vengeance. She disappeared in a flash, teleporting straight to the dining room. Leaving Lance on his own and yelling, not caring who heard her besides Max. “Max! I need you, now!”

“I told you, you need to accept that part of yourself,” Max said as she sat down at the table. They were in the dining room and the clock on the wall stated that is was close to midnight. “You want me to cast the anti-pregnancy spells?”

Completely bereft of the wind in her sails, she visibly deflated, before whispering. “Yes, please?”

Max sat there for a little obviously thinking of something. After a few minutes she said, “Look on my bookshelf for the one with the most sticky notes in it. You’ll want pages fifty-six and one hundred, forty-one. I don’t have enough magic to safely cast them.”

Now utterly floored, Sephiroth just stared. Her mind was already in disarray due to her panic and just could not cope with this any longer so it shut down. Her vision going black before she even hit the floor.

The first thing to return to her was a splitting headache, making her wake up rather forcefully, which only caused it to flare up even more. Her body tensed and she groaned out loud, lifting a hand to her forehead as if she could physically prevent to pain from growing bigger.

“H-hey… Max, she’s awake!” The voice that was speaking - and making her flinch with its volume - she soon realized was Lance as her vision took some time to readjust. “Seph? Seph, are you okay?” Now looking at him, he was fully dressed and in his normal clothes, but her surroundings were a LOT different this time around.

Her own voice was barely above a whisper when she hissed through clenched teeth, “Oh, Holy. Please tone it down a little.”

“I-i’m sorry. I just heard that you collapsed and we tried to get you to the infirmary as best as we-.”

Instantly she shot upright in the bed and bent over, clutching her head as it exploded in agony due to the movement, but she didn’t care right now. “Fuck! The spells!”

Max pushed her back down gently as she said, “I had Home cast them and see if there was anything we could do about your magic. There isn’t but...”

Lance looked back at Max and nodded before looking back at Seph in the eye and speaking to her in a calm manner. “Seph, Home found something else that you need to know about. Something VERY important… He did a full body scan of you and found that you have a curse.”

Sephiroth grunted as she tried to lighten the headache by massaging her temples. “What do you mean, curse? My Cells would nullify any such thing.”

“Well, this one is different. Your cells right now are fighting it, yes. But the effects of the curse are what may bother you…… Until the curse is gone… You can’t have children.”

Not really grasping the severity of his declaration she just shrugged. “That sucks, yeah. But that can’t last for that long-”

“It’s going to last for decades since you were weak when it was put on you and because of how powerful it is,” Max interrupted, trying to keep her tears from falling. “I-if n-not for your Cells, you’d already be dead and buried.”

Seph’s eyes widened and she stared uncomprehendingly at Max, then she began to chuckle weakly. “You… you’re kidding, right? O-okay. Joke time is over. I-I admit you got me good.”

Lance just shook his head, closing his eyes. “I’m sorry Seph… This isn’t a joke.”

“I would never fool around with something like this, Seph,” Max said, leaning forward and giving the taller woman a hug. Lance soon joined in as well, hugging Seph as the emotional walls in the room were beginning to break.

Teal eyes watered but she shook her head in denial, pleading with them. “C-come on… t-this is really not f-funny, anymo-ore.” Trying to talk some sense into the two, she continued a little more stable. “I was overwhelmed by the succubus magic inside me, Sombra flirted with me just to make me uncomfortable and Calcifer downright begged for me to make him my slave. That’s enough for one day, don’t you think?” She chuckled weakly, again.

“Seph, I know how much you want a child- hell, I was looking forward to giving you one. I’m so sorry, Seph. It’s the truth.”

“No!” The silver haired woman tried in vain to shake her lovers off, her voice growing frantic. “This is Murphy’s doing, right?! I- I challenged him with proclaiming that I would never bed with anyone besides you two! Sombra said I shouldn’t give him ammo!”

“Seph, he can’t use curses. They’ll kill him if he messes with them for too long. They’re the only things that can kill immortals in this universe.” Seph felt Max shake her head. “Besides, this curse is unknown to everyone. It has to be from your fight with Celestia.”

“That’s the most likely thought,” Lance replied, before he came up with an idea. It might have sounded good in his head, but he needed to ask for Seph’s approval of the plan first since it involved her and her memories. “Seph, would it be okay for us to see your fight with Celestia? That way, we can find what’s causing this.”

Sephiroth was grasping for straws, now and took the chance to grab onto a new lifeline that presented itself to her. “Yes. Do that. You’ll see that there isn’t any curse involved, at all. And then we can stop freaking me out!”

Lance sighed, placing his first two fingers on Seph’s forehead and calmly breathing. It took him a little while, but soon, he found something that he had to share to Seph with a expression of shock on his face. “It was Celestia’s weapon. The Warhammer that she was using had the curse on it as an enchantment. Since you got beaten up by Celestia and that hammer, the weapon hitting you applied the curse. Not only that, but since you were in a near death state, your cells weren’t able to immediately protect your body. Still… I can’t believe you went through something like that.”

Seph saw rage flash across Max’s face, being replaced by concern less than a second later. “I think we know who to question, then,” Max said as she stood up.

Lance looked at Max with a look of concern on his face. “Max, what are you trying to imply?”

Having the last sliver of hope taken from her, Sephiroth was filled with an unbearable sense of numbness. “I… I’m really…?”

“I’m not implying anything Lance, I’m just going to have a chat with Celestia. I think the doctors will be able to help more if they know what kind of curse this is,” Max said, turning towards the door. “Don’t worry, I won’t do anything beyond talk.”

“Just be careful. I’ll stay with Seph until you get back.” He told her, trying to comfort Seph. She had grown completely catatonic after hearing the sudden news.