Novel Full Chapter 131 A Favor for a Cock [R18]
A mischievous smile stretched on Aeric’s face, he scoffed and walked closer to her. Steps slow and cunning.
“You look splendid in that dress, Headmistress.” he said.
Lady Lysandra adjusted her glasses, breathing hard as she moaned, watching Aeric come closer to her.
“It’s good that you’re starting to say how you really feel rather than hide your desires in this headmistress act.”
That made her hide her face away.
“But…” he walked to her back. “No matter what dress you wear, you’ll always look better…”
He placed both hands on the top of her blouse.
“…with no dress at all!”
With a rough pull down of her gown, Headmistress Lysandra’s breasts blasted out and bounced in front of her.
She gasped. “Son of Starlight!”
Aeric held her by the chin, lifting her head up. “You have not been with the Divine Priest have you?”
She shook her head obediently. “No. Not since that day. Never again.”
“Good.” Aeric said with satisfaction. “I believe I was too excited that day. I went down on you after you finished coitus with that old prick. I’m almost disgusted with myself.”
“Don’t worry, Son of Starlight,” Lady Lysandra said, biting her lip. “I always washed up after I was done with him. I can not allow the fluids of such a disgusting old man to remain inside him.”
“Oh.” Aeric raised his brows, feeling a bit better with himself. He tilted his head. “Thank you for that.”
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“Mhm! Mhm!”
Slurp! Slurp! Gobble! Gawk!!
Lysandra was down to her knees, her mouth eagerly wrapped around Aeric’s cock. The lips moved around his shaft, going in and out while each time it went out, her tongue swirled around the head of his cock.
Aeric groaned, his hands tangled in her dark hair as she took him deeper into her mouth.
Just like last time, the Headmistress’s skilled mouth and tongue brought Aeric to the brink of orgasm, but he held back so many times, backing up enough semen to… splash!
“Mhmmmm!! Nghhh!!!”
He filled her mouth and throat up. Lysandra’s eyes widened as she held Aeric by his thighs. But of course he wasn’t done.
He bent Lady Lysandra over her desk, her ass bouncing in the air. With vigor, he spread her cheeks apart and ran his tongue along her wet, squelching pussy, making her moan with pleasure.
Then he positioned himself behind her, his cock pressing against her wet pussy.
With one swift thrust, Aeric entered Lysandra’s pussy. “Ohhhh by the Divinity!”
Aeric waited, but nothing happened.
‘I wasn’t taken to the Soul River?’ he thought. ‘Is it because I’ve already had sex with Lady Lysandra before.’
Pushing the thoughts aside, he gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he started to fuck her hard and deep.
“Oh, yes! Son of Starlight!” Lysandra cried out. “Fuck me harder. I’m all yours.”
Aeric grunted, his balls slapping against Lysandra’s clit as he pounded into her. He could feel her pussy clenching around his cock, her muscles tightening as she approached orgasm.
They went on for long minutes, changing positions over and over, fucking madly.
“Cum for me, Lysandra,” Aeric demanded, his voice strained with pleasure.
Lysandra let out a loud moan as she came, her pussy tightening around Aeric’s cock.
Seconds after, Aeric couldn’t hold back any longer and followed her.
Here comes mine!
Blast! The cock juice spilled out and filled her insides. The Headmistress’s eyes rolled to the back of her head. One leg up, tongue stuck out.
[System Notification]!
They both collapsed onto the desk, their bodies sweaty and exhausted.
“You’ve done it again, Son Aeric,” Lady Lysandra said breathlessly. “You’ve ravaged me completely.”
Still trying to catch his own breath, Aeric spoke. “On that note, there’s something I need you to do for me.”
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Back in the Divine Quests lesson, it was quiet as Lady Magda sat, talking to herself as she pondered on the events of the Mock Dungeon that just happened.
“Impossible… the amount of Divinity needed to manifest a physical construct of that size…” she whispered, her brow furrowed.
Her quill hovered as she pondered, then struck the paper again, “And the reserves required within one’s Divine Body to sustain such an attack… no recorded precedent for a Player of his age or Rank. Fascinating. Truly fascinating.” Experience tales with empire
She leaned back, the quill dropping into its inkwell as her fingers drummed against the desk. “If he can channel that much Divinity, what else is he capable of?”
Her musings were interrupted as a faint glow filled the room. The communication orb on her desk pulsed with soft blue light. Lady Magda frowned and touched the cube.
“Lady Magda,” came the clipped, authoritative voice of Headmistress Lysandra. “Come to my office immediately.”
Magda blinked, sitting straighter. “Of course, Headmistress. I’ll be there shortly.”
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Magda entered the room, noticing a strange familiar smell at first, she composed herself as she locked eyes with the Headmistress.
“Sit,” Lady Lysandra ordered, gesturing to the chair in front of her.
Magda obeyed, folding her hands in her lap. “You summoned me, Headmistress?”
“Yes.” Lysandra leaned forward, her gaze piercing. “I heard about the Mock Dungeon. Tell me everything. Specifically, Aeric’s use of physical Divinity to defeat the Abyssal Terror.”
Magda’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Ah, yes! It was remarkable, Headmistress. The Son of Starlight, he manifested a physical construct of pure Divinity. Its size, its power… it was unlike anything I’ve ever seen. The precision of his control was extraordinary. To generate that much Divine energy, his reserves must be unparalleled. If this is what he’s capable of now, imagine what he could achieve with proper guidance and—”
“Have you told anyone about this?” Lysandra interrupted, her tone icy.
Magda hesitated, her enthusiasm faltering. “I… I attempted to contact the Disciples, but they were occupied and held back my call. I was planning to visit them and the Divine Court to report—”
“Cancel those plans.”
Magda blinked, confused. “Headmistress?”
Lysandra’s expression darkened. “You will tell no one about what you witnessed. Not the Disciples, not the Divine Court. No one.”
“But why?” Magda asked, her voice rising with protest. “The Disciples could help us uncover the full extent of his power—”
“No,” Lysandra snapped. “This stays quiet. Until we know the depths of his abilities, we must keep this contained.”
Magda frowned, shifting uncomfortably. “But the Disciples—”
“They would politicize this,” Lysandra interrupted, her voice cold and firm. “I have been investigating him myself, silently, and I don’t want it overexposed. If you speak of this to anyone, Lady Magda, you will lose your position at this Institution.”
Magda froze, her breath hitching. The threat hung heavy in the air. After a long pause, she bowed her head. “Understood, Headmistress.”
“Good,” Lysandra said, her tone softening slightly. “You may go.”
Silently, Lady Magda rose and exited without another word. Once the door clicked shut behind her, Lysandra’s calm demeanor slipped, replaced with a look of exhaustion.
Then, Aeric stepped out of the closet, his arms crossed and a sly smile on his face. “Well done,” he said. “For a second, I almost thought you were serious.”
Lysandra looked at him, her composure returning instantly. “I’ve acted enough roles to be used to it,” she replied evenly.
Suddenly, Aeric became more serious. His expression darkened, his smile fading. “But that bit about investigating me…” His eyes narrowed, his tone dropping to something almost dangerous. “That’s not true, is it?”
Lysandra’s shoulders stiffened, and for a brief moment, she seemed unnerved. “Of course not,” she said, her voice steady, though her eyes betrayed some unease.
Aeric stared at her for a long moment before nodding. “Good.” He turned to leave, his voice cool. “Tread lightly, Headmistress.”
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Outside the office, Celestia sat on a bench, her hands folded in her lap, starting to feel a lot worried that Aeric wouldn’t show up.
It had been a long time now. The Institution was already getting emptier.
But then, she saw a shadow loom on top of her and she looked up. It was Aeric, holding out his hand.
“Come on,” he said, a small, genuine smile on his lips. “Let’s go.”
Celestia blinked. And with a smile on her face, she took his hand.