"You know what? You're cheeky. But if you really want to sleep next to me, I wouldn't mind. But first, I have to shower." With that, Aria stepped out of the room, leaving Blake alone. He was extremely pleased with the results of the pact that had brought him here. What better result could Blake have hoped for, than to be lying in the same bed as the woman who he'd had a crush on for quite some time now? Yes, this was perfect. Blake's haze of contemplation was broken when Aria walked back into the room. She had changed into a fluffy lime onesie, but she still looked as beautiful as always. She scooped Blake off the desk and climbed into bed, cupping Blake in her hand. Aria set tied into a comfortable position, lying on her side, and fell asleep within minutes. Blake curled up in Aria's palm. Her warmth and the scent of her body wash put him to sleep quickly.

Blake rose early, while Aria was still fast asleep. Blake watched Aria sleep. He had never had such an opportunity to admire Aria so closely, to touch her lips, and trace with his eyes the curves in her face, and marvel at how serene she looked as she slept. There was suddenly so much of Aria to experience. That now an idea in Blake's mind. 
He crept under the blanket, and started ascending Aria's body. He climbed to her shoulders, crawled all over Aria, buried himself in the crook of her neck, sat on her, stood on her side and felt her body rise and fall. He continued like for several minutes, finding new ways to discover Aria. Then she twisted suddenly, causing him to fall onto the bed.

Aria sat up. She looked around her for Blake, and picked him up. "How did you sleep?" she asked sweetly. "Great! We should definitely do that again." 
The pair sat in silence for a few minutes, each enjoying the other's company. After a while, Aria said, "I'm to attend a lecture soon, and I think you should come with me. But first, let me get ready." Aria threw off her onesie, and stood in her lacy lingerie for a fleeting moment, before she grabbed a green T-shirt and a skirt from her wardrobe and put them on. She stepped into her flats, and she was ready to go. "Are you ready, Blake?"
"Yes!"
So Aria took Blake and placed him in her bra, and walked to the lecture hall.

Blake was sitting comfortably on Aria's breasts. He listened to the voice of the lecturer, muffled by Aria's T-shirt, drone on and on about graphs and weights and nodes. How Aria could sit through the lecture without falling asleep was beyond him. He leaned back, relaxed, and let the smooth skin of Aria's breasts envelop him. Snuggled in the warm, comfortable environment under Aria's T-shirt, Blake nodded off.

Aria finished her lecture, and walked back to her dorm room, making extra sure to avoid jostling Blake. She didn't notice Blake falling out from her T-shirt.

Blake dreamt that he was falling through the air. Then he cracked his head on the asphalt. Blake was in pain from his drop to the ground, but he was rejuvenated from his nap on Aria's chest. For the first time since a few days ago, when Blake had made the magical pact, Blake finally had enough energy in his body to cast a spell. Blake thought of a few spells he could use, but only two were viable at the moment: teleportation and flight. The problem with teleportation was that Blake hadn't practised it often, so the results would be unexpected. Blake could choose to fly, which did seem like the better choice, but then again, he wasn't experienced at that either. Well, Blake had to get into the university somehow. Blake chose...