A Treatment for Three

Knock, knock, knock.

"Come in."

The old wooden door creaked open.

Beyond it stood two women, side by side.

Serafina, silver hair cascading down, deliberately wearing her most haughty expression — and beside her, Hannah, glancing around furtively with a sly little smile.

A strange combination, to say the least. No — the truth was, the two of them coming to my room together was a rare occurrence in itself.

"...I didn't expect you two to arrive together."

I spoke as if it meant nothing, but inside, I was already activating my skill.

Status Analysis.

Hmm...

"We've come to make a report, Lieutenant Colonel."

Hanna slipped into the room first.

"Lieutenant Colonel, how is your condition? You were only just discharged — I hope you're not pushing yourself too hard..."

Hanna settled naturally into the seat beside me and began kneading my arm.

"I'm fine. More importantly, Major, what brings you here?"

I looked toward Serafina, still standing at the door.

She stood rigid as a board. Watching Hanna's casual skinship, her brow furrowed — and then she finally spoke.

"...An operation briefing, that is."

"A briefing? Didn't we finish all that in the bunker earlier?"

"That was the official meeting. This is... a matter requiring... informal coordination..."

Serafina cleared her throat and averted her eyes.

"Once the Sickle Cut Operation begins tomorrow, you will require my mana bullet support. However... my condition is not particularly good."

She had pushed her mana to its absolute limit throughout the entire defense of Rosenheim. And to make matters worse, with me laid up in the hospital, she'd endured days without my Touch of Attunement. It was no wonder the mana in her body was beginning to churn uncomfortably by now.

"Staff Sergeant Hanna."

Serafina opened the exchanges first.

"The Lieutenant Colonel has only just been discharged. Do you not think it discourteous to impose excessive physical contact upon a man who requires rest?"

"My, my, Major. This isn't contact — it's care."

"...What?"

"As intelligence officer, checking the commander's muscle fatigue and promoting his blood circulation is a perfectly legitimate duty. After all, the Lieutenant Colonel's condition is the unit's combat strength."

Tilting her head, Hanna pressed on.

"If anything, Major, using an 'operation briefing' as a pretext to enter the commander's quarters at this late hour seems... far more likely to invite misunderstanding under military law, wouldn't you say?"

"Why, you—!"

Serafina's pale face flushed crimson.

"You have no respect for rank at all, do you? How dare you insult a superior officer!"

Serafina stepped forward, radiating intimidation. But Hannah didn't yield an inch, answering evenly and deliberately.

"Your rank may be higher, Major — but when it comes to the depth and duration of my devotion to the Lieutenant Colonel, mine is the longer service."

Sizzle.

The two women's gazes collided violently in midair. The air practically crackled with sparks.

Watching this was giving me a headache. Tomorrow I was supposed to lead the vanguard of the Sickle Cut Operation, with thousands of lives hanging in the balance — and my women were carrying on like this, here and now.

"Enough."

At my single word, the commotion cut off like a snapped wire.

"Major."

"...Speak, Lieutenant Colonel."

"You carry a tremendous role in tomorrow's operation. But your current condition is... like a defective shell that could detonate at any moment."

"Th-that's... if I simply receive the attunement, I'll be perfectly—!"

I turned my head toward Hanna. She was gazing back at me with a smile of victory.

"Hanna."

"Yes, Lieutenant Colonel."

"The same goes for you. For an intelligence officer to let private emotions sway her into sniping at a superior's condition is no different from closing her eyes on the battlefield. I didn't pin lieutenant colonel's insignia on you so you could waste your talent on petty squabbling."

Hanna's smile vanished in an instant. She straightened herself at once and bowed her head.

"...My apologies."

Just like that, the room's hierarchy was settled.

I returned to the sofa and sat down.

"Major, over here."

As if in a trance, Serafina approached and stood before me.

"Hanna, you will assist with the Major's treatment. Use your Mana Sense to give me real-time readings on how her mana circuits are stabilizing. As intelligence officer, observing an awakened one's energy being attuned will be excellent study for you as well."

"...I beg your pardon?"

Both women's eyes went wide at once.

Together? For such an intimate procedure?

Serafina's face flared up like a boiled beet. To have to undress and submit herself in front of a mere Staff Sergeant...

But I was resolute.

Charming Speechcraft.

"If you refuse, you're free to leave, Major. In exchange, I will strike you from tomorrow's vanguard. I cannot entrust my back to an unstable combat mage."

"N-no! I'll... I'll do it."

With trembling hands, Serafina began undoing the buttons of her tunic.

"Hanna, you too. Get ready."

"...Understood, Lieutenant Colonel."

Leaning back against the sofa, I watched the two women approach.

Tap.

Serafina's pale fingers undid the buttons one by one. When the last one came free, her tunic jacket slipped limply to the floor.

Then came the whisper of her skirt's zipper, and the soft hiss of stockings sliding down her legs.

"Ugh..."

Serafina bit her lip and turned her face away. She was clad in luxurious black lingerie that might as well have been nothing at all — and it was obvious she'd come prepared for exactly this.

"Hanna, what's her condition right now?"

Hanna narrowed her eyes and swept her gaze over Serafina's lingerie-clad body.

"...Her mana circuits are a complete mess. The cold has gathered especially around her chest and lower abdomen... circulation has stopped entirely."

"Th-that's...!"

"Hold still, Major."

Serafina tried to protest, but ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my voice cut her off instantly.

I pointed at the carpet with a jerk of my chin.

"Get down."

"......L-Lieutenant Colonel."

"Wasn't it treatment you came here for?"

Serafina's face burned red with humiliation. But she could not refuse. Slowly she sank to her knees, braced her upper body against the sofa, and raised her hips high. Her black lace panties stretched taut, revealing — with brazen clarity — the wet seam between them.

I undid the buckle of my trousers and pulled out my cock, already thick and rigid with arousal.

"Hanna. Go around to the Major's head and hold her upper body."

"Yes, sir."

Hanna took her place opposite Serafina. Looking down at her flushed face, she ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠seized Serafina's ample breasts firmly in both hands.

"Hnngh?!"

"Hold still, Major. I'm releasing your mana for you."

Savoring the sight, I activated my skills.

Conception Control.

Iron Virility.

"Coming in."

Without hesitation, I pushed the lace panties aside and pressed my glans against the drenched entrance of Serafina's pussy.

Thrust—!

"A-Aaaahng—!!"

I buried myself to the root in a single stroke, and her already-soaked pussy swallowed my cock with no resistance at all.

Touch of Attunement.

"Hngh, ugh, ah...!"

Serafina's waist arched like a drawn bow.

"You're... too big... inside, it's burning...! Something's wrong... Max...!"

"Ahem."

Hanna's eyes narrowed to slits. She squeezed a generous dollop of lubricant gel into her palm, then slid her hands smoothly over Serafina's breasts.

"That's the wrong form of address, Major. Now, repeat after me. 'Lieutenant Colonel Jäger.'"

"Haah, nn...! L-Lieutenant... Colonel Jäger...!"

"Too quiet. And you left out 'please pound me.'"

"Th-that's such a... vulgar... thing...! I-I can't...!"

Thrust!

"Aaaahngh!"

As I drove my hips upward, Serafina's head snapped back. Her pussy was past merely soaked — it was flooding. Her cervix clamped down hard on my glans and refused to let go.

Hanna, with a knowing smile, pinched Serafina's nipples between her slick fingers.

"Now then, repeat after me. 'I am a bitch stripped of her rank. I want the Lieutenant Colonel's seed.'"

"Are you insa— Hnngh! N-no, not there—!"

"If you don't repeat it, the Lieutenant Colonel will stop. Won't you, Lieutenant Colonel Max?"

In answer, I froze — and slowly, teasingly, drew my cock back out.

"N-no...! Don't pull out...!"

Serafina's hips bucked desperately.

"I-I'm... a dog... sob... Give me... your seed... Lieutenant Colonel...!"

"Well done, Major."

Hanna stroked Serafina's head gently, like a reward. Face burning with humiliation, she could do nothing to resist.

I gripped her hips hard and drove upward with force, the gel making every movement slick and slippery.

Smack! Smack!

"Haaaang—!"

Touch of Attunement.

"Ah, haahn! There, there...! Too deep... nnngh!"

Serafina's pussy convulsed wildly, clenching around my cock, writhing like a living creature of its own.

"This is the treatment you wanted, Major. Take every last bit of it."

"Ah, aaaah! Max, Lieutenant Colonel...!"

Smack, smack, smack, smack.

The lewd sound of flesh slapping against flesh and Serafina's cries of ecstasy filled the room. Every time I thrust up into her, her head tossed wildly ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠like a beast's.

Then Hanna burrowed in beside me.

"Lieutenant Colonel, love on me too."

She licked the back of my neck while pressing her full, soft breasts against my face.

Below, Serafina was panting with her hips thrust back; above, Hanna clung to me and showered me with caresses.

Status Analysis.

With one hand I kneaded Serafina's ass, and with the other I roughly fondled Hanna's breasts. It was heaven on earth.

"Haahn! Lieutenant Colonel, your hands... they feel so good...!"

"Hnngh, ugh, Max... I feel... strange...!"

The grip of Serafina's pussy tightened beyond bearing, until her cervix descended and began sucking eagerly at my glans.

Unable to hold back, I brought my palm down hard. Crack! A bright red handprint bloomed across Serafina's ass.

"H-Hnngh...?!"

At the same moment, I sent a surge of pleasure through her with Touch of Attunement.

BOOM!

It felt as though her brain had been burned white.

"Haaaaaaahngh♡!!"

Serafina reached her climax first. She cried out loudly, throwing her head back. Her vaginal muscles clamped down on my cock hard enough to crush it, and her juices gushed out like a fountain.

"Ugh...!"

I was at my limit too.

Spurt! Spurt-spurt! Spuuuurt!

Hot semen poured deep into her womb.