Chapter 244: Cum with me (18+)
Sweat dripped down her back, pooling at the base of her spine, her thighs trembling slightly as she moved. The quilt tangled further under her knees, bunching into knots, the room’s dusk light now gone, leaving only faint shadows from the window casting over their bodies.
"Feel how good I am for you," she murmured, her voice a sultry purr, hips circling slow to take him deeper, making him groan "You’re perfect..." Her moans grew louder "Oh... Jae..." as she sped up slightly, breasts heaving with each bounce, the motion sending ripples through her curves.
The bed’s creaking grew sharper, the academy’s distant hum drowned by their sounds wet slaps, her moans blending with his grunts, the air heavy with their heat. She leaned forward, breasts brushing his chest, her hands sliding to his shoulders, nails grazing his skin, her gaze locked on his, smirking as his breaths turned ragged.
The scrolls on the nearby desk sat untouched, the counter’s forgotten bread and cheese a distant memory, the room alive with their rhythm.
She flipped them with a swift, confident move, lying on her back now, legs wrapping around his waist to guide his thrusts. "Slower... like this," she whispered, her voice firm, directing him as he pumped deep, his dick filling her tightness.
His hands moved to her breasts, squeezing gently, thumbs brushing her nipples, but she took charge, saying, "Touch me here," guiding one hand to her clit, pressing his fingers to rub in tight circles.
When he hesitated, she rubbed herself, moaning "Mmm... yes..." her breasts bouncing with each thrust, skin slapping louder, wet sounds intensifying as their bodies joined.
Sweat slicked their skin, her thighs glistening, his abs flexing with each pump. The bed frame creaked harder, protesting their rhythm, the quilt a crumpled heap beneath her, the herb scent long faded under their musk. "You make me feel so alive," she admitted, voice raw, her legs tightening to pull him deeper.
He groaned, "You’re everything..." his hands gripping her hips, but she controlled the pace, rocking her hips to meet his thrusts, moans syncing with his, the room a haze of heat and motion.
She leaned up slightly, kissing his neck, sucking gently to leave a faint mark, her hands guiding his hips to keep the rhythm she wanted. The air grew thicker, the scrolls on the desk untouched, the window’s faint glow barely illuminating their sweat-soaked bodies.
Her moans turned frantic "Ah... I’m close..." her pussy tightening around him, hips rocking faster to chase the edge. She directed his thrusts, hands firm on his hips, whispering, "Harder now... just like that." Her breasts heaved, body trembling, wet sounds peaking as she ground against him, the bed shaking with each movement.
The room felt smaller, the academy’s quiet night lost to their sounds skin slapping, her moans loud and raw, his grunts deep and desperate. She pushed him closer, her voice a low command, "Now... cum with me."
Her orgasm hit, a loud moan bursting from her "Yes... Jae!" her pussy pulsing tight around his dick, waves crashing through her, body shuddering under him. Jae groaned loud, his own climax hitting, spilling hot inside her, their bodies shuddering together, sweat-soaked and trembling.
She held him close, her legs still wrapped around his waist, panting heavily, her breasts pressed against his chest, the bed settling with a final creak.
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The next morning, the forest was dense and damp from the late rain, every leaf slick with moisture, every twig glistening.
A thick blanket of mist rolled low over the ground, curling around roots and fallen logs, clinging to the undergrowth like a living thing. The scent of wet earth mingled with the faint tang of decaying leaves, and in the air, the humidity pressed against the skin, dampening cloaks and muting every footstep.
Students moved through it in staggered groups, each one tasked with scouting routes along the border. It was meant to be simple reconnaissance: no grand battles, no dramatic encounters, just careful observation and reporting back.
Still, tension hung in the air, unspoken but heavy. Everyone knew that even the quietest of missions could turn dangerous in an instant, and that knowledge pressed on their shoulders like extra weight.
Jae moved steadily with his squad, Elise, Tirel, and Byun, just behind the vanguard. His senses were alert, the soft hum of mana beneath his skin a constant reminder that he was ready. Every snap of a twig, every rustle of leaves, every faint animal call pulled his focus, sharpening him.
He was aware of the mist curling around their ankles, the uneven forest floor hidden beneath the haze, and the possibility that something could emerge from it at any moment. Nothing stirred yet, but the quiet only heightened the tension.
Somewhere ahead, Sun had insisted on taking a forward path with two noble-born students trailing behind him. He had argued for it loudly earlier, his voice cutting through the morning fog, dismissive when teachers warned him against it. "I know this terrain," he had said, every word steeped in arrogance.
"Let me lead." The teachers had relented with a sigh, and of course, Sun had gone first, walking as though the forest belonged to him, every step measured and deliberate, pride evident in every movement.
Less than an hour passed before the first sharp cry shattered the fragile calm.
It was a sound full of panic, a cut of urgency that made Jae’s chest tighten. It was immediately followed by the clash of steel and a guttural growl, deep and inhuman, echoing faintly through the mist.
"Sun," Jae muttered under his breath, already moving. Instinct pulled him forward, ignoring the protests and calls from behind. Elise shouted his name, voice tight with concern, but he didn’t wait.
The forest blurred as he weaved between trees and undergrowth, leaping over fallen branches, sliding through brambles until the dense trees opened into a clearing.
The scene that met him was chaotic. Sun was cornered near a cluster of jagged rocks, his sword trembling as a pair of hulking beasts stalked toward him.