Hero Academy (4-28)
There's a saying that the Embassy's time must never stop.
As an institution that produces heroes, it meant they had to keep running every hour, every minute, every second without pause.
It might sound metaphorical, but it was literal too.
The Embassy always kept its doors open, shining brightly for the cadets who toiled tirelessly.
Even in such a place, though, there were spots where the lights went out and rest was taken.
A place that blazed hot with the cadets' energy as the morning sun rose, then needed equal rest when the sun set.
The sacred space that heralded the start of every cadet's day and brimmed with vitality from their passion.
The classroom.
The next day, in that space cooling down and resting to receive the cadets...
"Ha-ah... haaang..."
...it wasn't the heat of education filling the air.
"Chuuup... chuuuuurp..."
A humid, pleasure-soaked heat between man and woman enveloped the classroom.
Seong Sua sat on a cadet's desk, her hips perched on the edge, accepting Seong Su-ho's kiss.
"Chuuuup... chuup... haaah..."
Her battle-worn uniform, battered from a full day of combat, was more than enough to stoke Seong Su-ho's destructive lust, turning him into a beast driven purely by instinct.
"Haa... haa..."
Seong Su-ho kneaded her left breast with his palm, drawing out her scent.
Each squeeze transmitted the frantic beat of Seong Sua's heart through his hand, making his cock throb in sync.
But it wasn't satisfied with just one breast.
Seong Su-ho slowly parted the legs of Seong Sua, who sat atop the desk.
"Heut! Chuuuup..."
She tensed briefly, her thighs clenching, but as his tongue invaded her mouth and toyed with her, she began to relax again.
As a mage, Seong Sua often accidentally exposed her skirt's underside during spellcasting mishaps.
But her underwear had never entered another person's gaze.
In combat, she always wore practical battle gear for full focus. As an instructor at the Embassy, she layered modest undergarments beneath her flashy skirts.
But today was different.
Her white panties, faintly visible through sheer black stockings, were entering a man's eyes for the first time.
Just panties beneath stockings, nothing more.
Yet Seong Sua's heart pumped furiously, flooding her brain with blood and dragging up a shame she'd never felt before.
"I-It's embarrassing... don't look so much."
"Haa... haa... Instructor Seong Sua!"
"Heeuk!"
The cool composure Seong Su-ho had always shown was gone, replaced entirely by a male hungering for his mate.
Ignoring her words, he simply panted roughly and slipped his hand inside her panties.
"Haaeut! W-Wait... not there, hup! Chuuuup..."
Her protests were muffled again by his lips, filling the classroom with nothing but moans and the slick sounds of arousal.
Squelch... squelch... squelch... squelch...
"Huuup! Chuuuup! Uuup!"
Though a virgin, Seong Sua's overheated body responded to his invading fingers with a vulgar mix of instinct and slick nectar.
Feeling the wetness between her legs amplified her shame, snapping her back to reality as she began to struggle.
But the shame overwhelming her only morphed into masochistic lust.
As the violation of her core dragged on, what she'd thought was endless shame became mere coquetry to please his fingers.
The sticky shame turned to haze, blurring her vision, dulling her hearing, numbing her skin.
All her senses funneled to her clit and lips.
The taste, scent, texture, and timbre of Seong Su-ho's mouth flowed downward, mirroring the sensations.
Each ravaging kiss and finger thrust crumbled her senses further.
Just as everything teetered on collapse, his fingers withdrew from her core.
"Haa... haa...?"
Already conquered by them, Seong Sua gazed at him, begging for more.
But Seong Su-ho, eyes wild with lost reason, began unbuckling his pants.
"!?"
Her crumbling rationality surged back at the sight of his cock.
Fear eclipsing shame.
It was on another level from what she'd seen in VR.
'T-This is Instructor Seong Su-ho's... it's different from before...'
Unlike mere viewing, it stood tall, promising to churn her insides.
First time.
Even in battles against thugs or monstrous threats, Seong Sua hadn't always been fearless.
First spar, first dungeon, first standoff with a villain.
Different fears, but the same emotion now.
Embracing it, she slowly met his eyes.
"Haa... haa..."
Seong Su-ho bared his groin to her, his face etched with guilt as he hesitated.
Seeing that, Seong Sua resolved herself.
'I can't just wait for him to come to me.'
She gently stroked his cheek, smiling.
"Instructor Seong Su-ho... you don't need to be gentle. Make today unforgettable... do whatever you want."
"..."
"Instructor Seong Su-ho? Kyaaak!"
Without a word, he tore into the center of her stockings.
The black fabric that had shielded her panties now clung only to her legs, raggedly shredded at the crotch.
Her panties fully exposed.
White, precisely cupping her mound, with sheer see-through lace above where her pubic hair would be, mimicking the stockings' tease.
Seductive enough to be called victory panties by anyone.
'I wore them just in case... good thing I did.'
Seong Sua hadn't anticipated this exact scenario.
As a woman, she simply wanted to express hidden feelings through her choice.
And those once-pristine white panties...
...were now soaked through, clinging to her pussy and outlining its shape.
Perfectly molded to her slit, evoking her pussy's form—it was more than enough to detonate a man's lust.
Seeing them, Seong Su-ho's restraint shattered as he gripped her panties and...
Riiip!
"Huuuuk!"
The ornate lingerie she'd agonized over became sodden scraps on the desk.
With it gone, her pussy gleamed under the moonlight, fully bared.
Panties... and the flesh beneath... places never shown to anyone invaded Seong Su-ho's eyes.
His cock rested atop her tilted belly as she lay back on the desk.
'Haa... haa... i-is that really... going inside me?'
She knew it was possible intellectually, but the fear lingered.
Yet it only aroused her more.
His grotesque shaft loomed over her lower abdomen; his balls draped her nectar-slick pussy.
Seong Su-ho panted roughly, reveling in his arousal.
'...I've never seen him like this.'
The Seong Su-ho she knew was always calm, composed.
Responsible in his duties, giving his all to help her.
Chatting by her side, aiding her... saving her.
Always steady at her side.
"Haa... haa..."
Now, he wore only the expression of unchecked desire to ravage her.
But even then, at the final moment, he squeezed his eyes shut, hesitating.
Seeing his turmoil, Seong Sua smiled bitterly.
'If only... he'd stay excited like before.'
Gathering courage, she reached with her right hand, stroking his cock to entice him.
It twitched at her palm's touch.
"Krut!"
Undeterred by his groan, her trembling hand began to caress it slowly.
"Instructor Seong Su-ho... if we stay like this... someone might come first."
"..."
"Then... it might end with nothing? Heut!"
Her provocation hit; he pressed his glans to her soaked slit and spoke.
"Haa, haa. Instructor Seong Sua... I'm going in."
"Instructor Seong Su-ho..."
Gazing at his aroused form, she yearned for that earlier fear.
A man to dominate her.
She wanted him to be that man.
And she knew how to excite him.
"Devour me... as you please. Haaaaeut!"
There was no mercy in his thrust.
Only...
Squelch!
"Hakkuuuut!!"
...a male claiming the body of the woman Seong Sua.