Academy's Pervert in the D Class - Chapter 265
Chapter 265: breathe
“It hurts,” she whimpered, her fingers digging into the sheets, her walls resisting at first, clamping down instinctively.
But Lor paused, one hand rubbing soothing circles on her back, the other reaching around to tease her clit with gentle strokes, easing her open.
“Breathe,” he murmured, his own body taut with restraint, the velvet heat of her entrance teasing him mercilessly.
Inch by inch, he pushed deeper, feeling her tightness envelop him like a vice, the friction exquisite, sending jolts of pleasure up his spine.
Eva’s breath hitched, the initial sting fading into a deep, fulfilling ache as her body adjusted, her walls fluttering around him.
“Oh gods… it’s so full,” she moaned, her voice breaking as pleasure overtook the discomfort, her hips shifting back tentatively to take more.
Lor thrust slowly at first, savoring the way she gripped him, each movement drawing a soft cry from her lips.
He picked up the wooden clamps, leaning over her to attach them to her nipples—one by one, the ridges pinching the sensitive buds with just enough pressure to make her arch.
Eva yelped, the sharp sting blooming into a throbbing heat that shot straight to her core, her pussy clenching harder around his cock.
“Lor—ahh, that feels… Weird,” she gasped, the dual sensations overwhelming, her breasts swaying with each thrust, the chain tugging gently.
He fucked her deeper now, his hips meeting her ass with rhythmic slaps, the sound obscene in the quiet room.
Lor felt every ripple of her walls, the tightness milking him, his balls tightening with the building pressure.
He reached for the cord of the anal beads, tugging slowly as he thrust.
Eva’s body jerked, the beads popping out one by one, each withdrawal sending a shockwave through her.
“Wait—oh fuck!” she cried, the combined fullness in her pussy and the pulling sensation in her ass pushing her over the edge.
Her orgasm hit like a storm, her walls spasming wildly around his cock, her juices squirting in hot spurts, soaking his thighs.
She screamed into the sheets, her body convulsing, pleasure ripping through her in waves that left her trembling, tears pricking her eyes from the intensity.
Lor groaned, the grip of her climax nearly undoing him, but he pulled out slowly, his cock glistening with her release.
He sat back on the bed, pulling her with him.
Eva climbed onto his lap shakily, her legs straddling him, her body still buzzing from the high.
She felt empty without him inside, a needy ache pulsing in her core.
“More,” she whispered, guiding his cock back to her entrance and sinking down slowly.
The angle was deeper, his length filling her completely, pressing against spots that made stars burst behind her eyes.
“You feel so good… so deep,” she moaned, her hands on his shoulders as she began to ride him, her hips rolling in slow, sensual circles.
Lor’s hands roamed her body, one slipping between them to tug on her clamped nipples, twisting gently to send fresh jolts through her.
Eva arched, loud moans spilling from her lips, unrestrained and throaty, echoing off the walls.
“Yes—harder,” she begged, the pain-pleasure mix heightening everything.
His other hand slid around to her ass, his finger circling her rim before pushing inside, fingering her asshole with shallow thrusts.
The intrusion made her gasp, the fullness from his cock and finger overwhelming, her body clenching in response.
Lor felt her tighten around him, the heat and slickness driving him mad, his own moans mingling with hers as he thrust up to meet her movements.
Their pace quickened, bodies slick with sweat, the room filled with the wet sounds of skin on skin and their shared cries.
Eva’s second orgasm built slowly, a coiling tension in her belly, her moans growing louder, more desperate.
“Lor—I’m close,” she panted, her nails raking down his back, her breasts bouncing with each bounce on his lap.
“Me too,” Lor groaned, his thrusts erratic, the pressure in his balls unbearable. “Eva, I’m cumming—”
“It’s fine,” she gasped, her eyes locking on his, fierce and wanting.
“Inside me—do it.”
That pushed him over. Lor thrust deep one last time, his cock pulsing as he came, hot spurts filling her, coating her walls.
The sensation triggered her release—her pussy clamping down like a vice, milking him as waves of ecstasy crashed through her, her body shuddering violently, loud moans turning to screams.
She felt every pulse of his cum, warm and filling, prolonging her orgasm until she was sobbing with pleasure, her vision blurring.
They collapsed together, exhausted, bodies entwined on the bed.
Lor pulled her close, their breaths mingling as they lay there, spent and sated, the room quiet except for their slowing heartbeats.
.
The candlelight flickered weakly now, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets, where the toys lay scattered like relics of their shared frenzy.
Eva’s chest rose and fell with heavy breaths, her blue hair splayed across the pillow, the oversized bow askew but still clinging stubbornly to her head.
Her skin glistened, the streaks of cum on her face and breasts drying in faint, sticky trails.
Lor propped himself up on one elbow, his hazel eyes tracing her form, drinking in the way her breasts rose with each breath, the faint tremble in her thighs.
His own body buzzed with the afterglow, his cock soft but stirring faintly at the sight of her, utterly undone.
He cleared his throat, his voice rough but teasing, a smirk playing on his lips.
“So… was that enough for you? Satisfied?”
Eva turned her head, her green eyes meeting his, hazy but bright with a lingering spark of desire.
She nodded slowly, a small, shy smile breaking through her flush.
“Yeah,” she murmured, her voice soft and a little hoarse from her earlier cries. “More than enough.”
Her gaze flicked away for a moment, then back, a playful glint surfacing as she tilted her head.
“But this wasn’t about me. What about the Light? Was it… satisfied with the ritual?”
Lor chuckled, the sound low and warm, his smirk widening as he leaned back, feigning a solemn nod.
“Oh, the Light’s thrilled. Absolutely glowing with approval.” He let his voice dip into that mock-divine tone, but his eyes stayed locked on hers, playful and warm.
“You did good, Eva. Really good.”
She laughed softly, a breathy sound that made her bow quiver, and shifted closer, her body brushing against his.
Before he could register it, she leaned in, her lips pressing against his in a sudden, impulsive kiss.
It was soft but fervent, her breath warm and sweet, her lips trembling slightly as they moved against his, tasting faintly of salt and him.
Lor froze for a heartbeat, caught off guard, his eyes widening.
Eva pulled back just as quickly, her face flushing scarlet, her hands flying to cover her mouth as if she could take it back.
“I—sorry!” she stammered, her voice high and panicked.
“That was… impulsive. I didn’t mean—gods, you just looked so hot, all magnetic and intense, and I—” She fumbled for words, her cheeks burning brighter, her eyes darting away as she tried to explain the unexplainable urge that had overtaken her.
Lor blinked, then let out a low laugh, his surprise melting into something warmer.
He leaned forward, closing the small distance between them, and kissed her back, slow, his lips claiming hers with a gentle but insistent pressure.
The kiss deepened, his tongue brushing hers, coaxing a soft moan from her throat.
He pulled back just enough to murmur against her lips, his voice husky, “Magnetic, huh? You’re not so bad yourself, Eva. That bow’s doing things to me.”
His fingers reached up, playfully tugging at the oversized bow in her hair, making it bounce as he grinned, his eyes gleaming with mischief.
“Think you’ve got one more round in you? Not for the Light this time. For me.”
Eva’s breath hitched, her flush spreading down her neck, but her eyes sparkled with a mix of nerves and excitement.
She nodded, a small, eager motion, her lips parting as if to say something but settling on a shy smile instead.
“Yeah,” she whispered, her voice barely audible but thick with want. “For you.”
Lor’s grin widened, feral and delighted, as he leaned in to kiss her again, his lips crashing against hers with renewed hunger.
The kiss was messy, all heat and tongue, their breaths mingling in soft gasps.
His hands roamed her body, sliding up to cup her breasts, his fingers kneading the soft, heavy flesh, still slick with his earlier release.
Eva moaned into his mouth, her body arching into his touch, her nipples hardening under his thumbs as he teased them, circling and pinching gently, savoring the way she shivered.
His hand slid lower, fingers brushing the slick mess between her thighs, where his cum still leaked from her pussy, mingling with her own arousal.
He spread her folds, his fingers gliding through the wetness, feeling the heat and slickness that made his cock harden fully again, throbbing against her thigh.