Taming the Teacher II [Labella & Idrien] (3)
The moment Marei spoke, Idrien’s expression hardened, clearly displeased. She quickly flashed a smile, but the change was so fleeting that the young boy couldn’t catch it.
“You’ll buy yours separately… so that’s why you want the white one?”
Idrien had dragged him into what she called a rather expensive shop, so Marei had simply taken her words at face value. If he knew exactly how much the cup he’d casually chosen cost, he would have been rendered speechless.
“We’ll pick out Labella’s things together later. Is there anything else you need?”
In truth, nearly everything Idrien was buying was unnecessary for Marei. From socks to the books she read as a hobby, every single item in their household had already passed through Labella’s hands. There was simply nothing Marei needed to purchase himself. That was why he merely nodded along with a slightly awkward expression as she added more daily necessities to their basket.
“Does Labella want anything? I’ll buy it for you.”
When Idrien turned around with a bright, cheerful smile, a stunning beauty wearing a trench coat stood behind her. Even as the weather grew increasingly hot, the woman was dressed in a thick coat. Her hair was neatly gathered and tied back, fully exposing the pale line of her neck. Every step she took made the explosive curves of her breasts and hips strain visibly against the fabric, stirring obscene fantasies that words could barely contain.
“…I-I’m… f-fine….”
Labella’s face was flushed crimson, her body trembling as if something was terribly wrong.
“Are you feeling unwell, Labella?”
Idrien clung to her like the closest of friends, asking after her condition in a voice that set the hearts of every man watching ablaze. Beneath their gaze, however, Idrien was firmly pressing down on Labella’s painfully erect pink nipples.
“I’m okay… so please… hng… k-keep… going….”
No one could possibly claim Labella looked fine, yet the murderous glare Idrien shot at any man who tried to approach and help forced them to keep their distance, watching the pair from afar.
Idrien had brought Labella along with Marei specifically to educate her, but she kept getting overly focused on the boy and leaving the woman in an ambiguous state of neglect. If anyone had listened closely to Labella’s body, they might have heard the constant vibrating hum, but only Marei and Idrien—who stayed glued to her side—knew the truth.
Thick, viscous fluid was secretly trickling down between her pale thighs, staining the white marble floor, yet no one noticed. Even if someone might have seen it, Idrien didn’t care since it wasn’t her problem. She simply cast a light illusion spell to hide her actions from prying eyes, then happily continued shopping while toying with Labella’s breasts—covered in the young boy’s countless kiss marks—squeezing and playing with them at will.
“Shall we head out now and buy Labella’s things?”
They hadn’t bought that many items, but because she had matched everything for herself, her sister, and the young boy like a coordinated couple set, the basket had filled up quickly. Idrien linked her arm with Marei’s in a clingy, guiding manner and pulled him along. Leaning against the mature, heated body of the elf that carried a sweet fragrance, Marei walked beside her.
“Aren’t you Professor Idrien?”
The clerk checking the check Idrien handed over looked up in surprise. Even though someone had recognized her, Idrien simply gave a light nod.
“I thoroughly enjoyed last month’s academic journal.”
“…Was it the paper on ancient spell systems and their manifestation?”
“Yes, exactly. I never imagined Professor Idrien would visit such a small shop.”
The clerk nodded several times before clapping his hands in delight. Even so, Idrien kept Marei’s arm firmly tucked against her chest. While the soft sensation of her breasts felt wonderful, in front of others she seemed embarrassed and kept trying to subtly pull away.
“Is he your student?”
“He’s my friend’s son. Ah, I am teaching him, though. Isn’t he just adorable?”
“P-Professor Idrien…”
The age gap between the two made them look nothing like lovers. Of course, even beyond the age difference, no one would ever imagine that a boy who barely reached Idrien’s shoulder could possibly be in a romantic relationship with her.
“To already be taking on a disciple… how impressive…”
The clerk, who remembered Idrien once declaring she had no interest in romance or marriage, nodded with a slightly awkward expression. Even if they were teacher and student, it seemed a bit excessive for her to show such affection, but that was as far as his thoughts went. If he ever saw Idrien panting beneath the young boy, desperately crying out “Thank you,” his expression would have been priceless—but that sight would never reach his eyes.
Naturally, the clerk’s gaze soon shifted to the breathtaking beauty standing behind the respected Professor Idrien. Her face was flushed deep red, and she was breathing heavily. She looked familiar, yet he couldn’t quite place her. Idrien had casually introduced her as a friend and the boy’s mother. The beauty gave a slight nod, and though her face definitely rang a bell, he simply couldn’t recall who she was. He considered striking up a conversation, but it might come across as flirting, so he settled for a polite greeting.
She really does look like someone…
He lingered on the thought for a moment, but when the next customer asked to check out, the clerk quickly snapped back to attention.
Idrien suggested they catch their breath and led Marei toward the park. Labella followed, barely managing to keep up with their pace as she panted desperately.
“I wonder if the clerk noticed Labella’s condition. Hehe…”
“What?!”
When Marei’s voice rose in alarm, Idrien gently stroked his hair. She knew it was unlikely, but his strong reaction only made her want to tease him more.
“It seemed like he recognized her… What should we do?”
“Ugh… that’s… um…”
Watching the boy fidget anxiously, unable to decide what to do, Idrien could no longer hold back. She pulled him into a tight embrace—more accurately, she buried his small face between her breasts.
“Maybe if we let him have her once, he’ll pretend he didn’t see anything? Hm?”
At Idrien’s outrageous remark, Labella’s face stiffened. Just as Marei was about to step in, furious at how she kept crossing the line even while merely playing around, the boy thrashed wildly in her arms until he broke free.
“N-No! Mom… Labella is off-limits!!!”
“Why?”
“Because… well… Mom is mine exclusively…!! So…!! So!!!”
Though he couldn’t say it with full confidence in response to Idrien’s question, Marei had no intention of sharing any of the women who belonged to him with anyone else. Even the usually calm Marei had turned red with anger. The only reason he wasn’t yelling was because he simply wasn’t that harsh by nature.
“Exclusively? What kind of exclusive?”
Even as the boy clearly grew furious, Idrien continued smiling. He was far too adorable to be threatening. She didn’t like the reason for his anger, but the way he flailed about made her want to pin him down and climb on top of him.
“Ugh… s-sexually exclusive…”
The sight of him shyly mumbling words he would never dare say aloud was utterly charming. Idrien couldn’t help but whistle softly.
“Is that all?”
“H-He’s also for impregnation…”
Sexually exclusive for his own mother—and then evolving that into “for impregnation.” Hearing the young boy utter such lewd, immoral words sent a shiver through her legs. The thrilling sensation of the semen filling her womb threatening to spill out raced up her spine.
“Then what about me?”
“Y-You too, Idrien… and Ilien… all of you…”
“Tell me everything. What kind of exclusive?”
“For impregnation… You’re all my people…”
Good. Very good. Idrien repeated the words to herself several times before nodding happily. Unaware of the crisis she had just barely escaped, she slowly stroked Marei’s face, then lifted his chin and kissed him.
“Mmm… chu… I love you, Marei. Even that gentle side of yours.”
What would normally have been a long, sloppy kiss lasting several minutes ended after she lightly teased his tongue and slowly pulled away. More precisely, it was Marei who pushed Idrien off.
“Don’t ever say something like that again, Idrien.”
“Alright, I’m sorry. My dear master? Hehe, I really do love you. It was just a joke. I like things the way they are. You and me. And your sister. And Labella. The four of us living happily together. Our house will be overflowing with children. We’ll need to hire plenty of nannies, so we’d better work hard.”
Labella de Pawen. Director of Valter’s Audit Bureau. The next head of the Pawen family. To share this seductive, lewd bitch with anyone other than Marei? She wouldn’t even entertain the thought. She had only wanted to tease the boy.
In reality, it was thanks to Marei that Idrien had escaped danger. Had it not been for his intense rejection, she would likely be crawling on the floor right now, completely unaware of what was happening to her.
“I don’t like it when you say things like that… Idrien…”
“Okay, okay~. Are you sulking? Hm? Are you sulking, my sweet Marei?”
Instead of answering, Marei simply nodded. After glancing around and confirming with magic once more, Idrien placed her hand on the boy’s crotch where he sat on the bench and began to stroke him gently.
“You’ve been holding it in for a while, haven’t you?”
“Hng… Idrien, we’re outside… If you take it out…”
Before Marei could protest further, Idrien skillfully unzipped his pants, undid his belt, and pulled out his massive member with both hands.
“Look at how hard you are while saying things like that? I’ll make you cum in one go, so just trust me.”
The enormous glans, half-covered by its foreskin, immediately revealed its full majesty. It had only been a short while since he had ejaculated inside his mother and female teacher, and because he hadn’t properly washed before rushing out, dried white stains of saliva and semen still clung to the head.
It was a sight one could easily call filthy, yet Idrien held the massive shaft lovingly with her pale fingers and slowly stroked it up and down, as if playing with a toy. Marei tilted his head back and let out a pleased moan.
“But… we’re outside…”
“I’ll know if anyone comes thanks to my magic. Just enjoy the moment. Labella, you almost ended up on the floor beneath some nameless man, cleaning it with your body. Marei said no, so I spared you. You should be thanking him, shouldn’t you?”
Idrien casually brushed off Marei’s reply and continued spouting nonsense while looking at Labella. Labella glared at her, clearly struggling to hold back the torrent of curses rising in her throat. She had no idea that once Idrien’s arrogance reached its peak, Labella planned to teach her exactly who was above whom—humiliating her in front of Ilien, completely subduing the wild mare who didn’t know her place, and offering her as a gift to Marei.
If the twin elves weren’t a present for her beloved master and son, Labella’s personality might have led her to kill Idrien without a trace. Well, that could be handled with some training later. For now, Labella decided to focus on the present.
“Th-Thank… hng… you… Master.”
“Shouldn’t a breeding bitch open her coat and thank him properly? Impregnation slave Labella?”
With her arm draped over Marei’s shoulder and her legs crossed as she smiled, Idrien’s words made Labella nod. She unbuttoned her trench coat and pulled down the zipper herself. The coat had been fastened so tightly that red bruises marked her pale skin. Her smooth belly—the one Marei loved to caress—was slightly swollen, filled to the brim with semen. Below that, in the middle of her green bush, the thick pink rod of a vibrator buzzed violently.
—Vibrator activated—
Relentless stimulation deep inside her womb.
Constantly leaking obscene fluids in public.
“-Vrrrr… Vrrrrr…”
With every vibration, sticky love juices flowed down her thighs.
“You’ve been holding that inside your pussy the whole time? Marei, you should praise her.”
“Ugh… Yes. Good job, Labella…”
“Th-Thank you… Master…”
Idrien, who continued kissing Marei’s face without pause while lovingly stroking his cock, and Labella, who had been following them with a vibrator buried inside her and was now shamelessly displaying herself. The overwhelming temptation from these two supreme female bodies was more than Marei could resist.
“Come here, Labella.”
There was no honorific. Only raw desire to take this woman right now—her nipples rock-hard, her pussy still stuffed with the vibrator, dripping semen and love juices from their joined parts.
“Y-Yes… Yes…”
Labella bent her knees, spreading her legs into an obscene O-shape as she obediently approached her young son.
“Hng… hng… haaah… ngh…! Khh…! Hng…! Hng..!”
She let out rough moans as the vibrator threatened to slip out, then used her lower abdominal muscles in a lewd display of skill to push it back deep inside her pussy.
“It felt good walking around with this inside you, didn’t it, Mom?”
At his command to come closer, Labella approached until their legs nearly touched, positioning herself so her son could see everything clearly. Marei’s small hand reached forward and lightly grasped the end of the vibrator, now drenched in her juices.
“Ah, n-nooo…!”
Labella had somehow endured until now, but the mere thought of Marei personally moving the vibrator caused the humiliation and pleasure she had been suppressing to explode inside her body. Idrien swallowed hard as she watched the boy act on his own without being told. She knew his other hand had slipped under Labella’s skirt, but she didn’t stop him. Even as she plunged her own long fingers into her pussy, it only made her crave the boy’s fingers beside her even more. It wasn’t about size—it was specifically his fingers that she needed.