55. First day of the year. Lime.

Most nights, I usually spent time in the Ancient Stone Talisman, meditating on the Jade Soul Platform or training my combat skills. However, tonight, I decided to just relax and enjoy a normal night of sleep.

Of course, I woke up under a pile of girls.

Luna was asleep on my chest, snoring softly. Rachel was curled up to my left, her arm draped over me possessively. Yue had wrapped herself around my right side, her face buried in my neck, while Serenity had somehow managed to squeeze in behind Yue, holding my hand even in her sleep.

It was a position many men would dream of, quite enviable indeed.

I exhaled softly, staring at the ceiling, reluctant to move. Yue's grip was firm, Rachel's fingers lightly twitched in sleep as if she were ready to pull me back if I tried to slip away, and Serenity… well, she had an almost iron grip on my hand. If I tried to move too suddenly, she'd likely tighten her hold and pull me right back into the pile.

Learning how to apparate was starting to sound like a necessity. But that wouldn't help me in this situation regardless as you can't apparate in Hogwarts and they were all touching me meaning they would go with me. If I tried to enter my inner world Luna would fall off my chest and they would notice.

I let myself enjoy the moment for a little longer, listening to the crackling of the enchanted fireplace. The warmth of the room, combined with the soft breathing of the girls, made it tempting to just drift off again. But my mind was already working, running through my plans for the next few days.

The ring was the next target, but I wasn't going to rush off immediately. It would be better to wait until the weekend—classes were off then, and I wouldn't have to make excuses for disappearing. Besides, there was no telling what kind of protective enchantments Voldemort had layered over the Gaunt shack. The withering curse on the ring was already a problem, not to mention any compulsions placed on it. The last thing I needed was a repeat of what happened to Dumbledore.

Dunno if my mental protection of the peerage pieces protect against thing like compulsions or if my occlumency would handle it. I'm also curious about how it would work against love potions. Something to try in the future.

Luna shifted slightly, letting out another soft hum before nuzzling into my chest. Yue sighed in contentment, her grip tightening slightly. Rachel muttered something unintelligible before settling back into sleep. Serenity's fingers twitched against mine, but she didn't wake.

I huffed lightly. It was comfortable, sure, but I did need to get up at some point.

Slowly, carefully, I attempted to free my hand from Serenity's grip. The moment I moved, she let out a sleepy grumble and pulled me back down. Yue, in response, only held on tighter. Rachel shifted just enough to press herself closer, and Luna… well, Luna just snored happily, oblivious to my struggles.

I sighed. Yeah, I wasn't getting up anytime soon.

So, I did the only thing I could do. I accepted my fate and relaxed back into the bed. If I was going to be trapped, I might as well enjoy it for a few more minutes.

After a bit of time spent simply enjoying the warmth and comfort of the cuddle pile, the inevitable happened—morning routines had to begin.

Yue was the first to stir properly, stretching with a quiet hum before reluctantly pulling herself away. Rachel grumbled about it being too early, while Serenity simply sighed and nuzzled closer for a moment before finally letting go. Luna, on the other hand, remained blissfully asleep, hugging my pillow as I carefully extricated myself from the bed.

I ran a hand through my hair, shaking off the last remnants of sleep, and headed toward the bathroom for a shower. The hot water was a welcome comfort as I let it cascade over me, easing the tension in my muscles.

I had barely started washing my hair when I sensed a presence. A soft shuffling sound, followed by a hesitant pause at the entrance.

The moment I turned my head, Rachel was standing there, biting her lip, her usual confident demeanor noticeably absent. She hesitated for only a moment longer before stepping inside, carefully closing the door behind her.

Her nightgown had already been discarded, leaving her bare, her smooth, pale skin slightly flushed from the steam. Her dark violet hair clung to her shoulders, and those striking amethyst eyes flickered with something both nervous and expectant.

She didn't say anything. She didn't need to.

I smirked slightly, reaching for her hand and pulling her into the warm spray of the water. Her breath hitched as her body pressed against mine, but she didn't resist—if anything, she melted into the embrace.

Rachel was rarely the one to initiate things. She wasn't shy, exactly, but her past left her hesitant to be vulnerable. So when she did take the first step, I made sure to reward her properly.

And I did.

Her hands gripped my hair as one of her thighs rested on my shoulder. I made sure to thoroughly explore her insides with my tongue getting myself an early morning treat.

Moans and gasps spilled from her throat, her hips rocking eager for more pleasure. It didn't take long before. "Ryan! I'm gonna...! Ahhnnn!" Her folds clamped around my tongue as her body shook.

By the time we stepped out of the shower, Rachel's legs were a little weak, and her face was still tinged with warmth—not just from the heat of the water. She shot me a look somewhere between satisfaction and exasperation as she grabbed a towel, but she didn't complain.

"Breakfast better be good after that," she muttered, her voice slightly husky.

I grinned. "I certainly enjoyed the appetizer."

She rolled her eyes but didn't bother arguing, simply wrapping the towel around herself and giving me a quick shy kiss before heading out to get dressed.

I chuckled, running another hand through my damp hair before following suit. Yeah, it was going to be a good day.