Aikawa Yurika. Lily.
From what Moeka had heard from Himeko, this girl was a total maniac and, apparently, a huge pervert. Even now, facing her cunning smile and a sharply pointed question, Moeka could almost see the little devil's horns protruding from the girl's head.
Yet, Moeka did not hesitate to answer, ''Yes.'' She said, ''My... girlfriend did it. Still, it shouldn't affect the treatment process.''
The admission poured a whole bucket of cold water onto the club members. They were holding onto hope since the Alpha's scent stuck to Moeka was faint enough to assume it was a temporary mark, but to think she had already been claimed...
Himeko, in particular, felt her heart drop. The uneasiness clinging to her on the previous afternoon had been a premonition. While she was stuck at school, Moeka and Fumiko were doing it! Not only that, but her senior was permanently marked?! Himeko found herself knocked out of the race before she could properly enter it.
On the other side, the twins' expressions were no less gloomy, though only Yurika remained composed, a little enthusiastic, even.
''Maybe because Miss Kisaragi's pheromones are so assertive, but I could barely detect your girlfriend's.'' She remarked nonchalantly, ''How fascinating.''
''Sure...''
Just when Moeka thought she could end this topic and return to chess, Yurika continued, ''Miss Kisaragi, can I request your service? My pheromones have been unstable lately. I'm worried I might hurt someone.''
Looking straight into the girl's eyes, Moeka voiced her doubt, ''Right now? But...'' She then glanced at the other members, who appeared dumbfounded, ''Besides, if anything, Miss Aikawa's pheromones are—''
At that exact moment, Moeka's heart throbbed. A wave of intense Alpha pheromones hit her squarely, instantly filling up the room. It was needlessly thick and dominant, to the point that the other Alphas could not help but frown upon sensing it.
'This girl... she can control her pheromones...?'
People could already manipulate how their pheromones act to a degree, though Yurika's complete command over hers was clearly irregular. And even if Moeka knew the malicious intent behind Yurika's release, she had no choice but to comply. The girl might be able to hold it in for the moment, but when the pent-up desires reached a boiling point, not even ten Yurikas could restrain it.
Gritting her teeth, Moeka stood up, ''Fine.''
''Excellent.'' Yurika's smile deepened as she grabbed the Omega's hand, ''Let's not disturb everyone.''
''Please proceed with the games,'' Moeka left behind those words before being led into the bed chamber.
For a while, the remaining three could only watch the two disappearing beyond the door, bitter lumps forming in their throats. Still, they could only turn their attention back to the boards. Looking and imagining further would only make it worse.
Meanwhile, Yurika had already sat Moeka on the bed. She took off her blazer and unbuttoned the top of her shirt, revealing a modest but alluring cleavage. Moeka's eyes were blankly fixed on that scene. She had been drowning in the Alpha's scent, sensing her body weakening and becoming more sensitive as time passed. It did not help that Yurika's pheromones were several times more potent in this small space.
''Heh...''
Yurika softly chuckled, her purple eyes narrowing, like a beast cornering its prey. The Omega's vulnerable state seemed especially seductive. Soft, lewd, and obedient—just how she liked it. Yurika swallowed. Her throat was dry, but she was about to quench this thirst.
''W-Wait... no kiss.''
But when Yurika grabbed Moeka's chin and leaned in, she was met with an adamant rejection. Her mood dropped, of course. Still, it was not the end of the world, she thought.
''Well, then, Miss Kisaragi,'' Yurika deliberately sighed, ''How else am I supposed to get aroused for marking?''
''...''
Even Moeka's anguished face was lovely. Yurika watched in amusement as the Omega struggled to decide which parts were and were not safe. Truthfully, just this sight alone was enough for Yurika. She was, by any measure, extremely turned on right now.
Some might have questioned how she could be aroused, knowing she could not get 'full access' to the Omega, who already had a lover? To those people, Yurika would proudly reply, 'Isn't that much hotter?'
Taking things from others had always been a guilty pleasure for Magical Lily. Not to mention, Moeka was exactly her type—how could she resist? Imagining herself corrupting this sweet Omega, making the woman moan her name all day in bed... it was the best thing that could happen.
'...But seriously, this is killing me.'
Yurika eventually grew impatient with Moeka's indecisiveness. If her partner could not decide for herself... then she would do it.
''W-What are you doing...!?''
''Shh. Don't speak too loudly. Others will hear it.''
Yurika kneeled on the floor, her hands gently resting on Moeka's thighs. While the Omega was busy glancing beyond the door and sealing her mouth, Yurika adeptly pried those long legs open.
''Miss Aikawa, you can't go there...!'' Moeka pushed against the silver-headed girl's head, which was creeping closer to her crotch.
''Calm down, I won't do it.'' Yurika said, ''Only the legs. Shouldn't that be tame enough?''
''Ugh...''
Feeling as though this mischievous demon would demand something more outrageous should she resist, Moeka reluctantly nodded.
Having free rein, Yurika began exploring to her heart's content. She took off the right leg's thigh-high, then dived in face-first. While caressing Moeka's exquisite feet and calves with her hands, Yurika greedily inhaled the fragrance between the Omega's inner thighs, pressing her cheek and lips heartily against the pillowy flesh.
''Ticklish...'' Moeka weakly complained, feeling tingling pulses from her lower body.
At the same time, Yurika was lost in her own world, barely holding herself back. It was her first time enjoying another woman's thighs this wantonly. Following her desires, she began raining kisses on Moeka's skin. It felt incredibly smooth, soft, and even hotter than the heat of the lips.
''Nn...''
The kisses traveled slowly inward and forward. Each time, the Omega's sweet scent and scorching heat became more apparent. Moeka instinctively resisted the attack since the girl was getting too close to her dangerous area, but she barely had any strength left from the intense stimulation. Just an inch further, and Yurika's nose would touch that spot...!
Thankfully, Yurika's inhuman restraint did not break, and a magical intervention did not have to occur. The Alpha simply hugged the thick legs all for herself, tongue out, licking an auspicious spot on the inner thigh, then bit down.
''A-Ah...!''
Moeka, who had been preventing noises from getting out, had no choice but to break that seal once the teeth sank in. A little blood was drawn, but otherwise, the marking was smooth. And... it felt good, too.
Yurika slowly rose to her feet, a deep blush marking her cheeks, ''Hoo... that was amazing, Miss Kisaragi.''
A hint of lunacy soaked the Alpha's sly smile, barely concealed. It made Moeka flinch, but she tried to keep her calm, ''A-Are you satisfied now?''
''Not at all.'' Yurika flatly and honestly admitted, ''But it should be enough for a bit. My desires are rather potent, so I'll have to rely on you frequently. Is that okay?''
Moeka signed up for this herself. So, she had no choice but to nod, once again, ''Yes...''
When the two tidied themselves up and got out, the other three members' faces were as sour as lemons. Moeka's scent felt sweeter than ever, but that was only because Yurika had done something to her. Moeka herself was beyond embarrassed, but the perpetrator was beaming, almost glowing.
For the rest of the afternoon, the chess club proceeded in utter awkwardness.
'...This isn't as easy as I thought.'
Moeka sighed as she walked home.