Lily was getting close to her own orgasm as well, though she didn't announce it. She held on to Izumi's leg with one hand as they ground their slits together, while using her other hand to stroke Cyril's cock.

“AAIIEEI” Izumi tossed her head back as she felt the tidal wave of bliss envelop her as she shivered, her fingers going slack against her than tightening against Lily as she panted out in euphoric bliss.

“UHHHH!” His member seized by that warm touch the very tip of his member throbs and weeps his own glistening pre-cum. A hand reaches out seizing the blond by the back of her head while the other sets itself upon her breast twirling his finger against a nipple as he stares at her lips for a moment. Izumi's cries reach his ears and it is easy for Cyril to imagine that he is causing them as he is wrapped up in the feel of that tough that flows over him.

Lily squeezed the head of his dick a little too hard, silently telling him to let go. She didn't want her orgasm ruined by his "dominant attitude".

She slowed then stopped as pleasure rippled out over her panting form. She was gasping for breath as this wave of bliss crashed over them. Dimly she was aware that they were suppose to be saving someone though this was all a back drop, right?

None of it were real and though normally there should have this degree of urgency she felt that Aegir would make amends … she hoped …

Aegir manipulated matters within reason but they were never safe to take their time. Sometimes he would alter things with a lucky find or a hero rushing in at the last second but often he flowed a logical flow chart when it came to cause and effect.

Cyril groaned at the tug, he was so close to his release and spurned on by hearing Izumi reach her own he splashes more seed from his cock, unfortunately for Lily he had been aimed at her face currently and covers her there in n erotic display as he groans out, diverting his aim after a few more good gushes.

Lily gasped, blushing hotly as her face was splattered with cum. "You jackass!" She complained, wiping it off. She flicked her hand, throwing his cum back at him.

She had just begun shifting away, it seemed as if play time was oer and she looks now to see what the problem was ready encase she had to act though seeing what it was she conjured uo a cloth and gae it to Lily.

“Here? Did he get you in the eyes?” She glared at Cyril.

“Sorry,” he dodges the cum that Lily flicks off her fingers at him. “It felt so good and you were pointing me in the direction of your face. I thought you wanted it there, it felt too good.”

"No, I'm fine," Lily said as she wiped her face clean with the rag. "We should get moving. We've used up enough time already."

She gave Lily a look as if she was asking her if she were certain.

“Agreed.” After getting dressed she continued on using the enchantment to breath water on three of them where appropriate.

She was mad no doubt but he offered her an assist up should she take it. Once they dressed they were on their way until getting to the river where Izumi uses her water breathing. They swim onward and access an area large enough to surface, lust barely. A ceiling is about a foot above their head and while there seems to be no place to get to the shore it becomes apparent that there is a hole in the ceiling when Cyril surfaces with a green glowing magical rod that sheds illumination over the area.

“The well that was spoken about earlier leading to the tower itself. Shall I lead the way? I'm a fair climber and it's narrow enough for me to brace my back against it. We'll have to climb in the dark once we're all in so the best climber between you two should go last.”

Lily used to love climbing. Plus the clothes she was wearing included pants. "Izumi, you go up between us," she said. "Besides, I'm sure you don't want my sword poking you in the eye."

“Why climb?” Izumi said as she looked up at the interior of the well. She was cast in this role of a witch and she was going to use it. She would do this often enough. She would us her magic to ascend them along if possible levitating them up the well, no danger of falling though there was an underground river they could possibly draw too much attention if they fell in an made splashes that someone decided to investigate.

“You can do that?” Cyril was surprised he had only used alchemical things like that light source and had not considered actual magic. Aegir did not mind, in fact he was pleased that the student was remembering her role and using it to create solutions to problems so he has no problem in letting her ascend with her allies.

The three are in a dark basement with flickering torches on the walls though Demons can see in the dark …. this indicates that there is someone or something else here. A set of stairs and a passage to cells in the dungeon, there's only one man in a cell and he sits further back near the wall.

His eyes are a solid green and his ears are slightly pointed. His teeth are sharp fangs and he sports tiny horns. The man is well dressed and looks up from the bench he's sitting on and notices them looking in a slit in the door.

“Good evening, I trust I am not the one you are looking for ...”