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Her sleeping body was priceless. She always slept in such... vulnerable positions. Those positions were Nanoha's biggest weakness.

Akari's nightie rode up to the apex of her thighs, revealing much of her modest underwear. Nanoha sighed contentedly, though she wondered where her usual sweatpants were. Shifting her position, she leaned over the sleeping girl's body and began to whisper:

"You're only mine, Akari..."

Nanoha's soliloquy continued as her hands roamed up and under Akari's nightie. She felt something firm; she grabbed it, and...

"Eh?"

... pulled out a rubber ducky. She glared at it in disgust and tossed it aside, only to hear a small yelp of pain. She turned around.

Fate was standing there with a flute. A big one.

Nanoha blushed instantly at the sight. "Fate..." she said, lowering her gaze, "I was retrieving my ducky..."

"Then why is there a carrot under your dress?"

Nanoha flinched at the sound of Fate's cold, distant voice. "Fate, you know I—"

Fate stepped forward and ripped Nanoha's blouse off, muttering coldly, "I know you want this."

Her fingers reached for where Nanoha's bra should be, but instead of encountering lace, she met warm skin. Fate blushed as she pressed the brunette against the wall.

Nanoha protested as Fate shoved the flute up her skirt. "Fate, not here, she's—ah..." The flute had entered her, somehow worming around her panties. Smiling contentedly, Fate pushed it further up.

A noise from the direction of the bed startled them both. They turned to see Akari sitting up, pink hair asunder, rummaging around under her nightie.

"... Mr. Ducky? Where are... you?"

Akari spotted the pair against the wall. Her face instantly flushed pinker than her hair. "Nanoha...?" she muttered, fumbling with her covers and she climbed out of bed. "Uh, what are you two doing here...?"

"You know perfectly well." Fate answered as she pushed Nanoha over to the bed, flute still inside her. Nanoha moaned as Akari quikly got out of the way.

"I guess I'll just—uh—" Akari's voice trailed off as she looked away. "Ah..."

"You're welcome to watch."

The flute pumped out of Nanoha and back in again. She moaned. "Akari, I just wanted—ahhhhh, Fate, that—"

Akari stayed. The flute mayhem lasted all night.