Rain drops and heels pounded on the wet asphalt. People were in a hurry to shelter from the water that had poured from the skies under sheds, roofs, in shops and passages. Only I stood motionless, exposing my face to the rain and enjoying the incredible sense of calm. I was pushed, someone grumbled with displeasure, someone just threw at me angry looks, but I didn’t care. It's so great, people, to stand like that under a weeping sky and feel the sweet taste of his tears on his lips! Why are you running from the rain like a fairytale witch?

I'm not afraid. After what I went through, the rain is not scary. This is real grace ...

Drops fell on my face, flowed into my eyes and nose, filled my mouth, and I smiled, only blinking to shake off the water from my eyelashes.

- What are you, man? You'll catch a cold, - a flowery umbrella suddenly appeared above my head, and a female voice came from my ear.

I slowly lowered my head and looked at her. Slightly shorter than me, with large amber eyes, framed by thick eyelashes, with sensual lips, soft, like velvet pads. She has such white skin that it seems as if she is glowing from the inside. She is wearing a black free coat, on her thin handles of a glove, on her elbow a small handbag with a golden butterfly clasp dangles.

I smiled at her. She smiled back at me.

“Come quickly, or you'll catch a cold,” she repeated, still smiling.

I nodded and obediently moved behind her, breaking through the endless stream of people.

The rain drummed deafly across the dome of her umbrella, beating off some strange rhythm, and I followed my hungry eyes at how the folds of her coat rotated while walking, and tried to imagine how she would look without clothes. My fantasy played out so much that my little brother began to bulge his trousers noticeably. Passers-by, who were walking towards me, threw indignant and sometimes envious glances at me.

Finally, we got out of the crowd and slowly walked up the quiet street, covered with chestnuts. Now we walked alongside, and I examined her face. I have never seen such beautiful women! That is, I saw, of course, but since I came here, I have not met such beauties.

Suddenly she turned right into a small courtyard. I followed her. In the meantime, the rain stopped, and she folded the umbrella, elegantly hanging it on the wrist of the same hand, on the elbow of which she held her purse.

We entered the dim entrance, climbed to the second floor. She knocked softly on the door with a conventional knock. The lock clicked.

I did not immediately see who revealed to us, but I heard her words:

- I brought him.

I automatically took a step back, when the door opened wide and Gaer appeared on the threshold.

“Don't even hope,” I hissed in response to his wide smile, “I won't be back.”

“No one expects this of you,” he slightly stepped aside, and my guide, somehow incomprehensible, being behind my back, literally pushed me into a dark hallway.

I tried to rest, but it was all in vain.

“Calm down,” Gaer put his hand on my shoulder, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a red flame, “you will jerk, I will burn you alive and will find someone else.”

I sighed heavily and meekly walked right along the corridor behind him.

He opened the door for me. I obediently went ahead and stopped a few steps from the threshold. Gaer came in behind me. The last girl entered.

- Good afternoon, dear ... how do you call yourself here? - he smiled even wider than his brother, as if he had met his best friend after a long separation.

“I haven't made a name for myself yet,” I replied gloomily.

“Sorry, sorry,” he pretended to be upset. And then he smiled again, showing his five-centimeter fangs. - In this case, I will dignify you with the name that your “relative” named me - Sandro.

“Though you call it a pot, just don't put it in the oven,” I said.- Why are these preludes? Kill me - and the matter is over.

“Here it is,” Gaer squeezed forward to his brother and lay down next to him on the silk pillows that threw the floor. - Sit down.

“We didn’t look for you for that,” Shaul nodded. - Anastasia, be so kind as to bring us something to drink. And get ready - our guest will not hurt to relax.

I did not budge, and the floorboards creaked behind my back.

- What you want from me? I asked, gritting my teeth and clenching my fists.

- Service. Small. It will not take a lot of time and will not take a lot of energy, ”Shaul continued to smile.

“We need to punish one person,” Gaer nodded.

- Not even a man. So, scum sub-election.

- You need to find him ...

- And kill? - I lowered my head and exhaled loudly. - Are you not able to?

“That's the thing that you don’t need to kill him,” they suddenly said in chorus. “You need to find him and scare him.” If we do it ourselves, we will kill him. And you - is another matter. Your class abilities are not designed to kill. Your element is fear.

“Fear kills, too,” I grunted.

Of course, they are right. Each of them is dozens, hundreds of times stronger than me. And their elements are much more powerful than mine - both fire and cold kill instantly. My element kills for a long time. It destroys a person from the inside, corrodes his psyche, makes it impossible to adequately assess what is happening, and finally leads him to suicide. (Erotic stories) Or does not lead - there are options ...

The floorboards behind me creaked again.

I turned around - the girl was standing behind me with a small tray with glasses and a silver jug. She was now wearing a translucent light tunic, and the sight of her perfect almost completely naked body sank into my chest and my trousers began to bristle again.

She seemed not to pay attention to my reaction and went to the center of the room. She sat down, placing the tray at the feet of the twins, and again turned to face me.

- What will you drink? She asked, looking me straight in the eyes.

I swallowed a lump. The twins behind her looked at each other in satisfaction.

“You can give the answer in the morning,” Gaer said with a smile.

- And while we go, - Shaul rose from the pillows.

The girl continued to look directly into my eyes, and my hands stretched themselves towards her waist.

I did not notice how the twins left the room. But I noticed how her velvety appetizing lips spread apart, how her hands twisted around my neck, and how we together fell to the floor and turned the jug with wine upside down.

I kissed her like it was the last time in my life. I dug into her lips, trying to get into her mouth with my tongue as deep as possible. But I'm still an inept lover. Due to the nature of my class, I and the women had it - once or twice and miscalculated. But she compensated my awkwardness with interest - her tongue was doing in my mouth something that I could not imagine. And while I was cruel about how sweetly she kissed me, she gently pulled off my shirt that had already dried up my shirt and unfastened my trousers that had long since stopped.

- As you want? - I breathed in a break between kisses.

She looked at me in surprise:

- Do you care?

I shook my head.

She smiled, but this time her smile was filled with sincere thanks, not just a lust for duty.

“I want to see your face,” she whispered, laying on her back. - Your true face ...

I grinned, hovering over her in my arms, and began to transform.

I do not know how anyone, but I love my true form. There are two reasons for this. First, despite my class, I'm still pretty cute. And secondly, my human form is not much different from the true one. That is, my true form is human. Of course, there are some differences - for example, I have pointed ears, eyes with a vertical pupil, and not a round one, membranes between fingers, but these are all trifles. Twins ...