Crin takes a deep draught of her own tea. "Yes," she says. "I was. I'm just not sure where to start. Alethia, what in particular would you like me to fetch down?"

She smiles brightly, a sudden warmth to her that she's only shown before around her wolves.

Okay, good, something she can distract herself from the lewd thoughts with.

"Hmm. Probably a recent history, if you can find one? And also a really broad one. Along with a world atlas, if you have one? Or something else liable to have maps of the entire known world in it."

"My histories are up on the top shelf, give me a moment."

Crin stands up from the table and steps away, and quickly ascends a ladder on the side of the room and starts going through the books there. 

A glance upwards will show that she's wearing black satin panties beneath her skirt, even from this angle. It's a long ladder. 

Ishaza sips her tea lightly. 

Oh, huh, she can see Crin's panties out of the corner of her eye.

Ishaza isn't looking at her, for the moment, she taking a sip of her tea.

She shouldn't stare. A glance would be fine though, right?

She glances before she can consider whether that's true.

That glance goes on for quite a while, actually.

When she comes back from the glance, Ishaza gives her a small raised eyebrow. 

But only a moment later, Crin's back down from her place on the ladder, and placing a hardcover book onto the table between Ishaza and Alethia. 

"My atlas is still upstairs in my office," she says. "I'll have to go run and get it. Ishaza, please make sure Alethia doesn't get into any trouble while I'm away."

So saying, she ascends the ladder to the second floor, and disappears.

At which point Ishaza looks directly at Alethia. 

She speaks quietly, gently, barely loud enough to be heard across the table. "... Tell me honestly, are you or are you not aroused right now?"

She blushes, absolutely mortified, and winces.

"The, um. Drinking your blood got to me a bit. I'msorry."

Ishaza ducks her head. "It's alright. It's a known side-effect. For what it's worth, I doubt Crin would mind. She's experienced the same phenomenon once or twice in her long lifetime, I'm sure." 

She opens the history and passes it to Alethia. "Try and focus on this, it should help a little."

She nods and does her absolute best to distract herself with the history.

And a few minutes later, Crin comes back down the stairs with an atlas and two more books in her hands. 

"Here you are," she says, laying the atlas on the table. "Something more to go with your tea." 

She retakes her seat and looks over at Ishaza, then passes her one of the other two books.

Ishaza looks back at Crin. "Let's give Alethia a little space to process the text before question time begins." She tucks a strand of her white hair behind her pointed ear. "There must be a lot for her to learn." 

She opens her own book and starts reading through it.

Crin simply nods and leans back in her seat, looking down at her own book.

And Alethia focuses very hard on her history, slowly drinking her tea as she does and silently thanks Ishaza for the opportunity to distract herself so much.

Hopefully her arousal will fade, in time.

Somehow, though, her arousal only seems to intensify over time. It builds gently in her, but it just will not go away. The warmth in her limbs only gets stronger as she tries to focus on the honestly-quite-dull history.

It's hard to focus on the history through her arousal but she does, in fact, manage to derive that history mostly looks the same but as of the recent past things are rather interestingly different.

Okay, time to look at new distraction fodder, maps are always decent for that. She looks up to grab the atlas, intent on going over it next to take a gander at all the continents and see if they seem to be in the right places.

Ishaza is deep in contemplation of her own book, and the cleavage exposed by the deep V of her dress's neckline is right there in Alethia's view.

Crin's dress is a little more conservative than Ishaza's cleavage-wise, but bares quite a bit of her shoulder and collar. 

Oh.

Well. She can just take a moment to look, before she grabs the atlas and looks through that, right? She. She probably shouldn't, actually. Her libido is already incredibly distracting.

Her eyes are fixed on Ishaza's breasts. Her cock twitches inside her pants.

She shouldn't stare.

Her gaze flicks over to Crin's collar for a moment.

It's definitely a bad idea, one of them could notice.

Back to Ishaza's chest, for a longer moment this time.

She twitches again.

Okay, no, that's enough she decided she'd do better and not just stare again.

She grabs the atlas and opens it to look at the maps.

Crin turns a page of her book. 

The looks at Crin and Ishaza definitely did not help. The heat spread out through her body is starting to concentrate between her legs and get a bit insistent. 

She will look at the maps.

She really wishes she still had the excuse of needing to go to the restroom. She could head off and take care of this problem rather than attempting to move around it.

Getting herself off would be so nice. She kind of really wants to, right now.

Ishaza's chest slowly rises and falls as she takes breath after breath. Crin's collarbone looks like it would be fun to lick.

Her cock twitches happily.

It's a while before she notices she's staring, this time.

Ishaza glances up over her book, and catches Alethia's gaze lingering on her breasts. 

The corner of her mouth jumps, then she goes back to her book.

"So," Crin says quietly. "What do you think of the atlas?"