Behind the Teacher with Philia the Blood (2)
Philia reached out her hand. Marei took it without hesitation. The fingers that pulled him to his feet were small yet possessed surprising strength.
“I’m sorry.”
“One apology is enough. If you suddenly touch a place like that…”
Philia’s gaze drifted naturally toward Marei’s lower body. Her crimson eyes widened in panic before she jerked them away.
“I’m sorry, Philia.”
“It’s fine, it’s fine. I’m not angry. I got caught up in the moment too… It felt good, even if only a little.”
The sight of her back as she led him by the wrist was neither as reassuring as Labella’s nor as burdensome as Erden’s. It simply made him stare, entranced. In the shade her hair sparkled violet; when it caught the light it turned to silver. The sweat-glistened nape of her neck was unbearably erotic. Her small back trembled faintly with every forced step. The moment he saw it, Marei could no longer hold back.
He seized her wrist and shoved her against the wall.
“…Wh-what are you doing?”
A trembling, delicate voice. Crimson eyes glared up at him as though they wanted to kill him. Seeing Philia pinned against the wall and staring up at him, Marei caught her chin, lifted it, and crushed his mouth to hers.
“Mmph…! Mmmph…! Chuu… Mmm…”
She looked ready to struggle, yet the instant his tongue pushed inside she only mumbled once before melting into the kiss. Her face flushed. Her breathing shook. Still he could not stop. The thought of dominating the princess of the principality only quickened his excitement.
“You… slurp… this is… slurp… what are you… mmph… mph…!”
Only when her whole body began to shudder on the edge of its limit did Marei pull back for a breath. He gave her no chance to speak before claiming her mouth again. Though only one of her hands was pinned to the wall, Philia offered almost no resistance. He thrust his tongue in deep, exploring her soft flesh without mercy, licking, feeding her his saliva, forcing her to swallow, then tangling their tongues once more. Her earlier bold words dwindled until only raw, instinctive sounds remained. She was adorable. He wanted to pull her into his arms and never let go. More than lust, it was pure possessiveness that flooded him as he looked at the girl before him. He wanted to make her his. He wanted to feel that chest-tightening emotion again.
“Br-breath… mmph… suuuck…! Breath…! Mmph…!”
Matching her tongue movements was no longer enough. While gripping her wrist and forcing the kiss upon her, he poured saliva into her mouth without end, ravaging every inch of her oral cavity while savoring the feel of her small, bare body. Her face, already pathologically pale, grew so white it seemed impossible for it to grow any paler. Only when her body began to sway did Marei finally withdraw his tongue.
Sticky strands of saliva clung to the vampire princess’s lips and chin. She panted harshly.
“Haah… haah… haah… haah…”
A thin thread of saliva dangled from her chin, but she was too overwhelmed to notice. The way her throat worked, swallowing every drop he had given her, was unbearably sensual. He had no choice but to press his mouth to her neck.
“Wh-what… haaah…!”
He ran his tongue slowly up the white column of her throat. Philia’s body shuddered violently. Her free hand clutched at his hair, but there was no real strength in it. A cute little tantrum—that was all it felt like to him.
Licking her neck and the silver-haired nape was not enough. He nudged her clothes aside with his nose and began to nibble at her shoulder with his teeth. Confirming that the marks he had left days ago had faded, the boy left fresh kiss marks directly over the old bite prints without a shred of guilt.
“Th-the mark will… mmph… If you leave a mark… it’ll look… strange… hiiik…!”
He bared her shoulder, collarbone, and neck, then roughly yanked down the cute frilled bra. His mouth descended on her breasts and the stiff pink nipples atop them.
“St-stop… stop it… Ma-Marei… pl-please… please…”
The vampire princess begged him to stop even as she rose onto her toes and offered her body like a sacrifice. She could not think straight from how quickly, how precisely, how unbearably good his touch felt. Between the disheveled clothes, her small white body was covered in dark crimson kiss marks. Sticky saliva traced glistening paths across her skin.
He lifted one of her legs, dragged down the white frilled panties, and pushed a finger into her slick folds.
“Hiiiiiiik…!!! W-wait… n-no… We’re ou-outside…”
“Philia. Just once. I can’t hold back after seeing you like this.”
“Someone… someone might see.”
Not once did the words “no” or “I don’t want it” leave the vampire girl’s lips. The pleasure she had dreamed of and secretly longed for shattered even her thin pretense the moment it drew near.
“There’s no one here.”
“H-how… can you be sure…?”
Still frightened at the possibility of being watched, Philia kept glancing around. Marei pressed his ferocious length against her lower belly. The hot, iron-hard shaft rubbed up and down, smearing precum onto her half-removed cardigan and across the white skin of her stomach.
“Wh-what…!? I’ll let you do it later, so right now… right now please…”
Marei lifted the girl’s thigh with one hand as though she weighed nothing. Philia’s eyes widened at his strength, then filled with tears at the sheer size of the monstrous thing pressing against her tightly closed entrance. Even Labella, long accustomed to her young son’s cock, trembled every time he entered her. There was no way such a huge thing could fit inside this tense young girl. But that didn’t matter.
“There’s no one here. Trust me, Philia.”
“You’re… you’re lying… hngh…!”
He pressed the swollen head against her stiff pink pearl, teasing her mercilessly. The young princess pinned to the wall shuddered and let out an adorable moan. With one hand he dragged her skirt down further and rubbed his cock against the drenched fabric of her panties.
“Look. Even though you’re crying so cutely, no one’s coming, right? There really isn’t anyone, so trust me.”
“Th-that’s… hngh…! What kind of… aah…! nonsense are you…!”
He kept tormenting her nipples, flicking and pinching the stiff peaks on her freshly swollen breasts. Philia seemed to regain some of her senses and began to protest more forcefully.
“Are you really… really planning to put it in…? I’ll do it later… at home… Wa-wait a momeeeent…!”
Marei drove his cock straight into her loosened entrance.
“Ah… ah… ah…”
Only the glans managed to squeeze into the narrow, tiny, childish hole. Philia could not even form proper words. Her mouth opened and closed like a broken machine as she struggled to breathe. Marei watched her smooth lower belly bulge outward in the unmistakable shape of his cockhead and pushed deeper.
“Hi… hii… hiiii… hi… hi… hiiik…”
The small girl panted, unable to scream. Thin, broken moans escaped between each desperate breath. Her inner walls clamped down so tightly it hurt, as though trying to expel the intruder. Even so, Marei thrust several times, forcing more of his length inside the vampire girl.
“Kngh… ugh… It hurts… it hurts…! It hurts… aah…”
Her soft insides had not yet been properly trained. He wondered how many times he would have to violate her before she wailed like Ilien or Labella. The thought made him want to mark every ejaculation on her thigh with a pen, just like the night before.
“It’s all right, Philia. I’ll put in a little more… Relax.”
“You… just wait, I won’t… haaah… ngh…! Ngh…! Mmph…!”
Ravaging was the only word for it. He forced his cock into her soft channel, reshaping the resisting flesh to fit him, stabbing deeper as if to teach her to accept it. Unlike the women whose cunts softly milked him toward climax, her passage fought to push him out. The feeling that rose in him was closer to conquest than pleasure.
“No more… it won’t go in… no more…”
Tears welled in Philia’s eyes. She let out pained, broken sobs. For a nineteen-year-old she was still underdeveloped; the girl could barely breathe. She was two years his senior, yet holding her like this made her feel like a younger sister.
Philia stared at her own belly, swollen into the shape of his cock, and mumbled like a broken doll. “No more, no more,” she kept repeating. Her small frame shuddered. Cold sweat poured down her skin.
“Look, Philia… It’s only halfway in. I can still go deeper.”
“Im-impossible… impossible… it’s impossibllle…!”
Impaled. That was the only word for it. Philia thrashed atop the monstrous cock, her tiny body twisting and struggling. Her movements were instinctive attempts to escape, yet they only drove the thick shaft deeper, forcing her to accept every inch until it threatened to pierce her womb.
“Ee… eek…! Ee…! Hiiik…! Hi…! Hi…!”
The sight was pitiful, yet the overwhelming cuteness won out. Marei licked the tears from her eyes without restraint. Her pointed ears twitched and folded as though in distress.
“Last time it went almost all the way in. So I can fit much more now. Right, Philia?”
“I-I don’t know… I don’t know… I won’t let you get away with this… what is thiiiiis…!”
Despite the murderous look in her eyes, the powerless way her hand patted his chest made Marei smile. He gripped her slender waist and slowly, relentlessly pushed forward, driving his cock toward her womb with short, forceful thrusts.
“Ugh…! Ngh…! Ugh…! It’s too big… too big…! I’m dying… I’m going to die… die… I’m dying…!”
“Just a little more. Just a little more, Philia…”
Even as she struggled, Marei twisted and forced his cock deeper without mercy. If this had truly been their first time he might have hesitated, but the memory of how they had devoured each other endlessly the night before still burned inside him.
“There… it’s all the way in…”
“Hngh… this… this is… hngh… what kind of… haaah… thing are you… mmm…”
Even breathing seemed difficult, yet Philia kept trying to speak. Her deathly pale face and the cold sweat soaking her uniform made it clear she had reached her limit.
“It’s your fault, Philia. You’re so pretty and so cute… I couldn’t hold back.”
“You… nghh… are you really saying that… right now… haa haa… as if it makes sense…!”
Her cunt was not merely tight; it was clamped around him like a vice, completely immobile. Even while being scolded by her, the sticky, clinging heat made Marei’s hips move on their own. Philia gasped, unable to finish her lecture.
“Crying so lewdly… clamping so tightly around my cock… How mean. So like this…”
“Haa… haa… this doesn’t make sense… ngggh…! You’re the one making these souuunds…! Aaaah…!”
A few sharp thrusts made her clinging inner walls stroke along his length. When he drew back and slammed in hard, Philia could no longer hold back the moans that tore from her throat even though she knew she was supposed to be scolding him.
“Philia’s pussy is squeezing me so hard it’s difficult to move.”
“St-stop… haang… saying… haa… such things… ah, aah…”
Impaled on the cock forced into her narrow passage, Philia furrowed her silver brows and cried out, her pure white belly trembling. Her walls, which had been contracting madly to expel him, now seemed to remember the pleasure engraved in her body the night before. They reversed direction and began to swallow him instead.
Her tightly furrowed expression gradually melted into something sensual. A limp white hand came to rest on Marei’s shoulder. The leg that had been dangling now wrapped around his thigh.
“Ma-Marei… st-stop… stop… haaah… ngh… aah, ah, aahut…!”
The warm, perfectly fitted sensation of her cunt made Marei shudder. He stared at her lower belly as it slowly swallowed more of him and fought to control the climax rising inside him.