Strata Magic School (3-6)
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Luna was dancing on my lap, putting on quite the show.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch.
"Haahng! It's going so deep! Haaahng! Yes! Su-ho! Your cock is the best!"
Luna had none of her usual elegance. She was just spouting the lines of a woman lost to lust...
But even so, there was no vulgarity about her.
If anything, the contrast only heightened her allure.
I watched her like that, my face flushed with excitement, and asked,
"Ngh... What do you think Louis's dick is like?"
I deliberately brought up Louis's name, prodding her to judge him.
Luna didn't hesitate for a second. She kept shaking her hips, flashing me a smile drenched in pleasure as she replied.
"Haaahng! Louis! Hngh! Probably small! Haaahng!"
"Ngh! How small?"
"Probably... probably... Hnngh!"
Luna shook her hips furiously while gazing down at me, her eyes glazed with ecstasy, and cried out.
"Probably smaller than your finger! Haaahng! Your finger might even feel better! Haaahng!"
Luna relentlessly badmouthed Louis as she danced wildly on my lap.
What I'd asked her for was exactly this—trash-talking Louis.
She didn't have to do it normally, but I'd requested that she do it every time we fucked. Luna had agreed immediately.
(I'll do it... no... I want to do it.)
It wasn't reluctant consent forced on her—it was from her own desire.
Now it was time to reward her.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch.
"Luna! So good! I'm gonna cum!"
"Haang! Hngh!"
"Cumming! Ngh!"
"Hnnngh!"
My glans sealed the entrance to Luna's womb, pumping my semen deep inside her.
My cum kept flooding into her womb, and Luna pressed her hips firmly against mine, savoring every spurt into her depths.
Each time it surged through my urethra into her womb, Luna's face twisted in utter bliss as she relished my seed.
After pouring it out for a good while, Luna's hips gave out, and she collapsed into my arms with my cock still buried inside her.
Her ragged breaths tickled my ear as she whispered softly.
"Louis probably..."
"...?"
"...would've passed out exhausted by now, unlike you."
"..."
Here was a seductive vixen.
Badmouthing Louis behind his back while using it to tease me...
I fell for her provocation hook, line, and sinker...
"Kyaa!"
"Luna! Sorry, but even if you're tired tomorrow, bear with me tonight!"
I laid her down and launched into round two.
"Ngh..."
Louis squinted one eye and glanced around.
Confirming no one was nearby, he...
(Haa... my ear's itching all of a sudden.)
...started digging at it.
It was something he'd never do if anyone was around, but Louis was human too, and this sudden itch was stronger than any he'd felt before, practically begging his finger to scratch it.
Overwhelmed by the itch in his ear canal, Louis went wild with his pinky finger.
But no matter how much he dug, it didn't feel satisfying.
And the result of his frantic search for relief...
"Ngh...! Fucking hell."
His pinky, smeared with earwax and blood.
Yet even after digging so hard it drew blood, he shoved his finger back in.
"Fuck... who's badmouthing me?"
Louis muttered to himself as he headed to his lodgings.
The maddening itch in his ear finally subsided once he arrived.
"Haa... nothing goes my way."
Louis stripped off his uniform, changed into sleepwear, lay on the bed, and started replaying the day's events.
"Annoying bastards... pissing me off..."
With Seong Su-ho already on his mind, now the Sonya couple and even the dean were tagging along.
Truth be told, Louis could've made excuses to turn down their company.
But he had some rapport with the Sonya couple, so rejecting them outright would've been awkward.
Plus, they'd generously rented a long-distance carriage and offered equal footing.
Louis had even seen it as an opportunity.
He figured he could ride alone with Luna in the carriage and toss Seong Su-ho to the Sonya couple like trash.
But then another variable cropped up.
"That irritating prick... why'd he have to butt in too..."
Ludwig Rippenstein.
A man in his early thirties with silvery-white hair.
And... the one who'd single-handedly pacified the world.
This guy who'd claimed he'd never left Strata his whole life suddenly wanted to travel to the Levin Kingdom.
But his company alone wasn't the issue.
If the dean had politely asked him, Louis would've smiled through gritted teeth and welcomed it.
But the dean's request wasn't to him.
"Fuck... what does he see in that beggar that he keeps..."
It was to Seong Su-ho. As if he was the center of it all...
Louis hated the dean.
And Seong Su-ho? Hate didn't even cover it—he loathed him.
Worst of all was the dean's curiosity toward the object of his loathing.
It felt like these people he despised were cornering him, leaving him out in the cold.
But he had no choice.
One was revered by all humanity, the other a worthless commoner—but one who'd promised noble treatment.
"Haa... so frustrating... something's just off!"
One was a peerless steed like no other, the other a free pony no one cared about.
And him? A pedigreed stallion locked in the stable, staring at them.
Thanks to his fine genes, Louis felt like a stud horse, bound and bred for heirs.
But Louis had an even bigger problem.
"Haa... my family won't let this slide..."
In the Levin Kingdom, two people could publicly chew him out.
The duke and his wife.
Louis's parents.
They'd raised him with high expectations and strict discipline.
They were the only ones he truly feared.
"Second place... for the first semester, they'll understand, right? And that guy... after all this courtesy, he'll put in a good word for me."
Traveling with the dean? His strict parents would be proud.
Imagining their admiring gazes...
But then another thought hit him.
"Fuck, thinking about it pisses me off again..."
Louis had come in second.
An impressive rank anyone would acknowledge.
In the world's top magic school, no less—and in the first semester.
But above him were two who'd teamed up to look down on him.
At least one was the woman he loved so dearly, so it didn't sting as much.
Thinking of her brought back what happened earlier.
(Luna...)
Realizing Seong Su-ho was gone, Louis had sought her out, anxiety gnawing at him.
Her cold shoulder stung, but he could understand.
"Hoo... come to think of it, I've been treating Luna too much like family. She's a full-grown woman now..."
Louis fantasized about her hidden expression, smiling contentedly to himself.
"Old enough to get embarrassed... I've always treated her like a big sis, but she's a woman after all."
Luna had always treated Louis like a little brother.
She never minded showing her flaws, and she'd chat casually even if he showed up at night.
But now that she was showing some shame, Louis found a new charm in her.
"Gotta be more careful from now on. But..."
Louis recalled the odd sounds during their talk.
"What was that noise?"
(Squelch, squelch-squelch, squelch, squelch...)
At first, he thought it was the door hinge creaking from gripping the knob too hard.
But it was too faint for that, and too sticky, too wet.
And matching the rhythm were Luna's startled gasps.
(Louis! Hnngh! We're not kids anymore! Do you have any idea how rude you're being!?)
Her voice had cracked in a way he'd never heard, startling him.
But her scolding had him on edge, so he hadn't noticed the background noise or her state.
After getting chewed out, he'd slandered Seong Su-ho and bolted.
"Eh... probably nothing."
He hadn't achieved his goal with Luna, but his mood strangely lifted, and sleep came easily.
"I told her about that blockhead. She won't want him anywhere near now, right?"
Louis had only learned the brothel rumor by eavesdropping on the coachmen.
(What about you guys?)
(Heading there early. The farther from Strata, the worse the girls get...)
(Yeah. None inside Strata, but nearby? Rich folks everywhere. Good ones too.)
For them, screwing prostitutes wasn't a big deal.
They hauled noble asses long distances.
Stress piled up, and with noble daughters around, even elite drivers got horny.
Hold it in and ogle a client? They'd be blacklisted for life. So they vented on schedule.
Brothels thrived everywhere outside Strata city anyway—a booming business.
Openly? Eyebrows raised. But no one condemned it.
That held for normal folk.
Already despising the coachmen for the dean's sake tanking their eval, Louis linked them to Seong Su-ho for Luna.
"That blockhead's no different from those coachmen. Must've slipped off to fuck some dirty whores. Filthy bastards..."
Louis judged Seong Su-ho's character by his bloodline, not actions.
Even a Strata admittee was sub-commoner to him.
"Trash like you belongs with whores. You're commoner scum forever, I'm noble forever. Time Luna realized commoners are filthy..."
Smiling smugly, he muttered,
"Come to think... they all seem to like that blockhead. If I play nice, maybe ride with all four and get Luna alone? Plus, after what I told her, she'll agree. Yeah... talk it over properly tomorrow."
Imagining Luna's haughty face, Louis drifted off happily.
..
..
But the blissfully sleeping Louis heard thunderbolt words from Luna the next day.
"Louis, let's ride separately to Levin."