Are You a Virgin?
When I arrived at the laboratory, opened the door, and stepped inside, I found a female student with long lavender hair standing in front of my desk.
"Linea? What's the matter? Coming this early in the morning."
"Ah! P-Professor! Good morning."
"Oh, right. Linea. Good morning. Nice weather today, isn't it?"
"Y-Yes!"
She greeted me with a bright smile, so I returned it in kind. Still—why at this hour?
Watching Linea fidget shyly through her greeting, I offered a mild smile and walked into the lab, settling into the chair at my desk.
"Um, yesterday's duel was really amazing, Professor."
"Mm… was it?"
"Of course! You beat a former court magician, after all!"
True enough. Professor Aiden had prepared quite a few tricks.
Anyway, I had told him to come by today.
Maybe after lunch.
First, some black tea… no. Coffee today, maybe.
I was thinking that as I started to rise from my seat.
"Ah. I-I'll make it for you."
"Mm."
"Here, please have this."
"Ah. Thank you."
She didn't have to go to the trouble.
Erina, Linea—these kids really were good-natured.
Sip.
"Oh."
"How is it?"
"It's good. Really good."
It wasn't even high praise.
Yet she looked so delighted just hearing that it tasted good.
Linea was Linea, and I was… well.
Honestly, coffee was coffee—if the ingredients were the same, I'd always assumed the taste would be more or less identical.
But something, some subtle difference, lingered on the tongue.
The coffee itself, maybe. Its distinctive aroma was alive, a deep, soft bitterness without any burnt edge that didn't cling to the mouth and left only a clean finish.
"So? What brings you here at this hour?"
"Well…"
"My father said that at the last social gathering he spoke with you, Professor, and told me to do my best."
Apparently… when her father had casually floated a marriage proposal, the professor had said he would give it positive consideration.
"…Ah, Linea. About that."
"Yeees."
Aaah. The professor is pressing his temple, choosing his words carefully for me.
How can he look so magnificent even doing that?
"It's true those words were exchanged, but… it isn't a formal engagement yet, and our houses haven't even met…"
"Yeees?! Engagement?! A formal meeting of the families?! When are we doing that?!"
"W-Wait, Linea? Are you even listening to me?"
"Yes, yeees! Of course! You're saying we should hurry and push things along as quickly as possible, right?!"
Kyle pressed a hand to his forehead.
"Look, Linea. Are you really all right with someone like me? A lecher the Church kicked out over woman trouble."
Those words… is he trying to push me away?
No! That can't be. Professor Kyle would never. He's clearly testing me!
"What's wrong with that?"
"What."
"I was taught that a hero is supposed to leave many descendants. For a professor like you to be a bit fond of women—can that really be called a flaw?"
That's right. As the Empire's greatest hero right now, the professor needs to leave more descendants than anyone.
Yes. Three children… no. Four? No. More than that… how many would be ideal?
"Mm… Linea. I'm not sure why I'm even having this conversation with you, but even if I grant that you're right, the biggest problem is that the Church—my original affiliation—has me on ice right now."
"Ugh… th-the Church will recognize you again someday!!"
Professor… being expelled from the Church must have hurt more than I realized…
Exactly at times like this, I need to support him more, take care of him…!
He's much taller and bigger than me, but men who look like bears are always more delicate on the inside.
"Professor?"
"Hm? Linea."
"Let's have a baby."
"What? Are you insane. What did you just—"
Whoosh.
Right there, Linea stripped off every scrap of clothing she was wearing—her school uniform—and stood naked before Kyle.
"Linea. You—you. A-Are you in your right mind?"
Just as I thought. Professor Kyle isn't the kind of shameless man who would lay hands on just any student.
But… even so, I honestly want to create at least one fait accompli with him before I leave…
Nothing for it. Given his position, it would be hard for him to make the first move on a student.
As his disciple, I have no choice but to give my professor a little push from behind.
Having steeled her resolve, Linea bent forward at the waist in front of Kyle, naked, while lifting her upper body. Then she turned her head to look back at him, grabbed her own buttocks with both hands, and spread them wide, opening her pussy fully for him to see.
Ugh… t-taking such a vulgar pose in front of a man who isn't even my husband…. What am I doing….
B-But. If I think about marrying the professor and living with him for a hundred years, this much is….
"Professor…? H-Here… a nice, ripe pussy waiting with its entrance wide open… are you really going to do nothing?"
"Kh…."
Is he hesitating…? But he won't have a choice… professor or not, once a man is born a man, it's only a matter of time!
Sex is just… an act for making babies, after all.
Getting a pussy stirred doesn't even feel that good.
And a man's cock, from what I saw in the teaching materials, is just big and long—nothing more than a means of delivering seed, right?
It's simply an act of pressing flesh together, feeling each other's body heat, and connecting. Nothing more, nothing less.
I once saw a magazine called Daily Novel that claimed women can feel it too, can climax and all sorts of absurd things…
But that must just be sensational nonsense to get dopamine flowing so they can sell more copies.
As a woman, I only need to fulfill my duty and satisfy the professor properly…
Men are satisfied after ejaculating once, aren't they?
It won't be hard. It's my first time, but I'm sure I can do well.
The pussy she was spreading wide open in a pose practically optimized for doggy style seemed to be giving off steam right in front of me.
A young lady of a noble house taking such a shameless, crude stance without a shred of embarrassment?
……
Talking about her pussy like that… I thought she was a demure kid, but maybe Linea is more of a nympho than I gave her credit for?
Or is this just the average for kids these days?
Clunk.
I opened a drawer, took out a pair of Contraceptive Rings, and stepped closer to Linea.
Thud, thud.
"You brought this on yourself, Linea…."
Still completely naked after flinging her clothes aside, I gripped her from behind and drove my left hand into the pussy she was thrusting out beneath her hips.
"Ahh…!"
Specifically, my middle and ring fingers.
"S-Suddenly… Professor, your fingers are so thiiick…"
Squish, squish.
"Nngh… nnngh…!! I-It feels… s-strange…!!"
"H-How is it so completely different from doing it alone…, ahng…!"
Whether she didn't want to show dislike or not, she didn't twist her face too badly.
She was trying to keep a smiling expression, yet her brows kept threatening to form an inverted V because of the pussy being stirred from behind—it looked precarious.
She doesn't seem all that used to pleasure, actually.
Squish.
"Um, ah…! P-Professor… I-I want to have sex quickly…."
"Linea. Everything has an order to it."
"Y-Yeees…."
Her legs were trembling so hard she looked ready to collapse, yet she somehow endured and stayed upright—impressive, really.
Her anus kept twitching, expanding and contracting in little pulses, which was quietly entertaining to watch.
It wasn't open enough to see all the way inside.
But just watching that anus flutter in time with my fingers plunging in and out of her pussy was a quiet feast for the eyes.
"P-Professooor…! I-I think I'm about to cum……!"
Pssshhh—!
"You say you're about to cum and then just spray it everywhere—what am I supposed to do with you."
"I-I'm sorry…. I'll clean it up right away."
"Forget it. I wasn't telling you to do it this second."
Squish-squish.
Just fingering her pussy is getting boring.
Time for her breasts too.
Squeeze.
—Thud!
"Nngh—!"
"Whoa there."
In the end Linea couldn't hold out any longer. Her knees hit the floor, and with her breasts still caught in my grip she toppled backward into my arms as if leaning into me.
"Your core and lower-body strength still look pretty lacking. As a swordswoman you should know how important leg strength is."
"I-I'm sorr…. I'll train harder…. No. Please train me…."
Hm? Train her? When? Now?
"Ahem, that should be enough for now. Go lie down on that sofa over there."
"Y-Yes…!"
No bed, so the sofa will have to do as a substitute.
This is exactly why I never wanted to do it in the lab again.
Can't be helped.
Linea climbed naked onto the long sofa that looked big enough for four people, her breasts hanging free as she twisted onto her side and reclined in an awkward lean.
Cute. Though looking at her chest and lower half, 'cute' alone doesn't cover that body.
I stripped completely as well so the sex would go smoothly.
"Th-This is the professor's body…?"
"What, not a fan?"
"No… it's so cool. Your body packed tight with solid, dense muscle… so reliable it makes me feel safe."
…Well, it is my body, and even I feel a little pleased and enjoy looking at it now and then.
Anyway, the guy never slacks on training….
I climbed onto the sofa after her, and soon the two of us were lying together on the narrow cushions.
The arrangement had Linea turned away while I held her from behind, looking at her back.
The sofa was wide enough that the cramped feeling was lessened, but a sofa was still a sofa.
It would never be a bed.
This is truly the last time I'm doing it here….
"P-Professor. But your cock…."
—She stared.
Linea's gaze was fixed quite intently on my cock.
Probably because the big thing was pointing toward her belly, twitching above it and covering her entire abdomen.
Squeeze.
Looking at Linea's back.
Or rather—Linea was lying almost face-up, really.
Just tilted a little onto her side.
Anyway, I slipped my left hand under her armpit from behind, past her back, and began kneading her left breast.
Linea's full breast—the soft flesh melted under my fingertips like snow.
Breasts really did feel good no matter how many times you touched them.
"Nnngh…."
With a body this sensitive, where had she found the confidence to spread her pussy that wide in front of me?
Not that thinking about it would let me read her mind.
"Linea? First, put this Contraceptive Ring on your finger."
"This is… Professor? I…."
"Ah-ah. Put it on already."
"Y-Yeees…."
The way Linea took the ring and slipped it onto her finger while panting looked somehow lewd.
"All right, Linea. I'm going in now."
Sliiide—
With that warning I gripped the inside of her thigh deep toward her sex, lifted it, and pushed my cock straight into her vaginal entrance. Linea's face twisted cutely at the same time.
"Nnngh…!"