Chapter 250: Finals Celebration Party (7)
"Ah, ahh, ngh...! D-Darling...."
"Haa... I'm gonna cum."
Her pussy, slick with arousal, clung wetly to my cock. Even though it had been virgin just moments ago, it had already molded itself perfectly to my shape, remembering every inch. I didn't hold back my climax and thrust deep until my tip pressed against her womb.
Splurt—glorp, glorp.
As I unloaded deep inside her, Baek Ayoung's body shuddered violently.
"Hngh... Hnng. Ahh...."
I held her tight as she peaked, savoring the soft warmth of her body while basking in the afterglow of my release.
Haa, haa— Listening to Baek Ayoung's ragged breaths, I glanced at the clock. It was 3 p.m. Lunch had started at noon, so we'd been fucking for a solid three hours.
Her pussy was drenched now, a far cry from how tight it had been at the start. Of course, I'd gone at her pretty hard from the get-go, leaving it a bit swollen—enough to feel a twinge of guilt.
Tch. Looks like it hurts.
Too late for regrets, but I pulled out slowly anyway.
"Ah, hnnng...."
She let out a soft moan as my glans scraped along her inner walls on the way out.
"Clean... nah."
It had been ages since our last rape play session. A commemorative pic seemed fitting. I activated my smartwatch and snapped shots of Baek Ayoung sprawled out with her legs spread wide. Semen leaking from between her thighs was insanely hot—photo-worthy for sure.
Click—click—
This really brings back old memories.
Those were good times. I could blackmail her freely back then.
Click—click—
I took a few more from different angles before she finally looked my way.
"Darling...."
The first time I'd photographed her in the dungeon, she'd freaked out and clung to me like a maniac. Not anymore, though.
"Just keeping it as a memento. That a problem?"
"N-Ngh...."
Baek Ayoung grumbled like she wasn't thrilled, but she didn't object. Silence means consent, right?
"What, scared I'll leak it?"
"...No."
Her changed reaction from back then put me in a good mood, so I offered her my cock. She naturally took it deep into her mouth, sucking off the mix of cum and juices with wet slurps.
She was so good at it—I stroked her cheek as she worked.
"I won't leak it. Why would I show my darling's pics to anyone else?"
"...Slurp. Suck, suck."
I caressed her cheek, gave her ass a light pat, squeezed her tits. This was fun. Part of me wanted to roll around with her body some more, but I had to head back. Even with the treatment excuse, I had that model student image to uphold. Wasting all that built-up rep would suck.
One absence wouldn't ruin it, but slipping in midway would count as present—and paint me as a diligent cadet rushing back post-treatment.
Slurp, slurp—suck—
While Baek Ayoung cleaned my cock, I used Clean to tidy up around us. Patient bed or not, it had to be spotless.
I cleared away all the mess, then...
Pop—
...gently pulled out of her mouth, even though it was already pristine and she kept going.
"...Mmm."
She smacked her lips regretfully. I smiled at how cute she was. Way too pretty for a guy like me. Weird hang-ups aside.
"Darling, I'm heading out."
"...Okay. Darling."
As I gathered my clothes, she just watched me. Wondering why she was staying put, I realized she was still in character—under hypnosis.
"Oh, right. You're still hypnotized."
I snapped my fingers with a click.
"...Nghh. Wh-What...?"
The signal hit, and she clutched her forehead dramatically. She whined cutely, then slumped her head like she was dizzy.
"Sniff...."
Her commitment to the act was adorable—I had to fight back a grin.
"Ayoung-ssi, you okay?"
"M-My head... hurts."
"...Phew. You must be tired today. You were sleeping the whole time. I'll come back tomorrow."
I took a deep breath to hold it together. Nearly burst out laughing. I could reveal the truth now, but I wasn't done playing hypnotist yet. A bit longer wouldn't hurt.
"Yeah. Hoyeon-ah. See you at the celebration tomorrow. I'm beat today."
We'd met at noon and were parting at 3. If it were real hypnosis, she'd wonder what happened in between—but we skipped the details. Unspoken rule.
I left the infirmary, leaving Baek Ayoung to her dizzy act.
I approached the staffer out front.
"Nurse Baek used a lot of mana. She needs some rest."
"Ah, I see... But there are tons of cadets waiting. Tch. Got it."
I slipped out of the building as she radioed around frantically. No way I'd let her dive back into work right after that intense session when she was probably wiped.
Seeing the line outside from afar made me feel a pang of sympathy—until I noticed most were guys. Sympathy gone. They were probably just here to sneak a peek at my darling anyway. Real emergencies go to the medical team—no wait.
Light-hearted, I hurried to the A-Class room. Class was well underway, so I'd sneak in quietly.
I sped up with acceleration magic and reached the first-year lecture hall in no time.
...Just walk in?
I cracked open the back door quietly.
Creak—
Every eye in the room turned to me.
Fuck.
Turns out the professor wasn't lecturing—she was lounging in her chair, legs crossed. Break time, apparently. My timing sucked.
"...Ahem. Sorry. Treatment ran late."
"No worries, Cadet Lee Ho-yeon. It was break anyway—take your seat."
No one officially knew, but word was out about my lunch infirmary visits. Staff had spread that Baek Ayoung banned entry for focused treatments. Some suspected something shady, but most figured no one would do that in an infirmary.
All thanks to my built-up image.
I headed quietly for Lucy and Lumi's side, but locked eyes with Ellis. She shook her head slightly—she'd guessed why I was late.
Can't be helped.
Ellis wouldn't blab. Nam Da-eun met my gaze too, but gave a subtle nod and looked away—no fuss. She knew going public with us would complicate my life.
Feeling secure, I sat by the twins. Lucy grabbed my arm.
"Y-You're okay? Totally okay, right...?"
"Yeah. Don't worry."
Her shaky voice said she'd been stressed. Guilty, I squeezed her hand under the desk.
"Hoyeon-ssi, Lucy was worried sick all class."
"Really? Sorry about that."
"Y-You're the one who vanished without a word...."
Lumi's teasing tattled with a grin, turning Lucy's cheeks pink.
"Sorry, sorry. I'll make it fun tomorrow."
I apologized sheepishly to the twins with a smile. They'd fretted while I'd had a blast.
Thud—thud—
A desk bang from the front.
"Break's over—back to class."
- Yes, Professor.
Class resumed, and I pretended to pay attention.
*
After afternoon classes, I looked around. Time for the student council meeting to prep tomorrow's finals celebration. I planned to go with Ellis anyway, but she'd vanished.
Fast mover.
Avoiding public association? Instead, Lucy and Lumi latched on.
"Student council again today?"
"Yeah. Celebration's tomorrow."
"Honestly, nothing to prep. Do you have to go?"
"...Kinda."
Meetings were nominal. Probably just for show.
"Lucy, don't cling so tight."
Lumi smiled at Lucy gripping my arm.
"...Fine. I was just bored."
Post-threesome, the twins were clingier.
"...."
The twins' differing experiences made for amusing thoughts. Kinda scary, though.
"Anyway, see you tomorrow."
"Yes, Hoyeon-ssi."
"Got it. Later."
I finally pried them off and left the lecture hall. Club building wasn't far.
But as I exited the first-year wing, someone latched onto my side. Golden blonde hair and red eyes filled my vision.
She glanced around before speaking.
"...You're doing field training at Iris Guild this time, right?"
"Yeah. Was gonna tell you—you heard already."
Ellis, obviously. Could've left together.
"Yeah, hard to hide. Figured you'd spill early."
"Ah."
Isaac wanted to protect his precious daughter; Ellis rebelled against his overprotectiveness. But this was too big to conceal—she knew before I said.
Participating in field training wasn't a big deal anyway. No huge secret—I'd planned to mention it today.
"Anyway, you."
I nodded casually, but Ellis glared as we walked.
"You fucked the Saintess at lunch."
"Hey, what the—"
Her blunt spike startled me—I scanned around. A thin barrier had already enveloped us, cast so fast I only noticed post-facto.
When did her skills level up this much? Not weird—she's talented. Especially barriers and counters.
Real issue: Why now?
"...What're you talking about?"
Rune Barrier ensured no evidence. I denied it, but Ellis grumbled on, convinced.
"You need to grasp how high—and precarious—your position is. What if you get caught? Scandal hits, whole world knows. So many people gunning for you."
"...Yeah."
Why the scolding vibe? Wanted to argue, but stayed quiet to avoid worsening it.
"Then Dad hates you, your centaur-viewing plan crumbles, massage contract's toast, and we can't see each other. Got it?"
"...."
Our seeing each other gets hard?
Listening, it didn't feel like scolding. Genuine worry.
She used to go cold on me spotting my girls. Now high affection meant worry. Positive shift.
"Ellis. You're worried? Thanks."
I thanked her sincerely.
"...Not worry. Haa. Idiot."
She squinted, then stormed ahead, embarrassed.
"...Dodged a bullet saying 'jealous?'"
Thanks got me cursed; jealousy would've drawn blood.
Why's she going that way? Club building's right.
"Ellis! Wrong way!"
She froze, turned smoothly, backtracked, and stood before me.
"...Go."
"Yeah. Together."
I ignored her flushed ears and led the way.