Yennifer took a step back, trying to maintain her distance.
Must he stand so close?
And those eyes… they weren't just looking.
They were devouring her.
She could feel the lust radiating off his body. It pulsed like heat.
Still, she was a kind woman.
At the very least, I'll shake his hand.
Yennifer extended her arm.
"What sort of magic would you— Ah!"
The moment their hands touched, a moan escaped her lips.
Not a gasp. Not a Yelp.
A moan. Soft and sensual, and unmistakably lustful.
Her eyes widened in horror.
She yanked her hand back and clutched it to her chest.
Almond raised an eyebrow. "Is something wrong, Cleric?"
Yennifer's breath hitched. Her cheeks turned bright red.
"N-no, I'm fine. Just a… a cold," she muttered, trying to steady her voice.
"Glad to hear it," Almond said casually. "So, like I said, I was hoping you could teach me some magic."
She tried to focus. Tried to seem professional.
But her body betrayed her.
What… was that?
When I touched him, something shot through me. A wave of heat... straight down to my legs.
Her heart raced. She discreetly scanned his mana.
F-Rank. Just like he claimed.
Then how—?
"Well, if you'd like, you could join our classes," she offered carefully. "Most of my students are girls, but I think you'd fit—"
"No, that's not what I'm looking for."
Almond stepped past her and entered the classroom, completely uninvited.
"H-Hey! You can't just— hii!"
Her voice cracked as his arm brushed against hers.
It happened again.
That heat. That dizzying, curling feeling was crawling under her skin.
Yennifer's body twitched beneath her robes.
Her nipples throbbed.
Her legs quivered.
Almond turned and looked straight at her chest.
"Are you cold, Miss Cleric?"
Her breath caught in her throat.
Her arms instinctively folded over her breasts, trying to cover them.
"W-what do you mean?" she stammered. "It's not my fault they, I just forgot to—"
She cut herself off.
Why was she explaining her nipples to a stranger?
I'm a holy cleric. What am I doing?
"Auhhh…"
His hand landed on her shoulder.
Her body lit up with pleasure.
Her legs nearly gave out beneath her.
Only Almond's arms kept her from collapsing.
The pleasure ran wild. Up her spine, through her thighs, coiling deep in her stomach. Her body was melting in his hands.
Every part of her screamed yes, even as her mind panicked.
"W-what are you?" she gasped, staring into his soft brown eyes.
Almond chuckled.
"So it really works, huh?"
Yennifer stumbled back, brushing off his arms before she lost herself entirely.
"What works? What have you done to me?"
"Hm? Nothing," Almond said innocently. "You just seem to enjoy my touch."
Before she could protest, he raised a hand and ran it through her soft blonde curls.
Her breath slowed.
A gentle wave of warmth replaced the chaos in her chest.
She didn't move.
Didn't speak.
Her eyes fluttered, her lips parted slightly, her thoughts fading into fog.
And she didn't even realise—
His hand had left her hair… and was now stroking her cheek.
Sunlight spilt through the window, turning the moment golden.
Almond's fingers glided from her cheek… to her neck… to the delicate slope of her collarbone.
She shivered with every pass of his touch.
Her bottom lip trembled.
She was biting it.
She hadn't even noticed.
Her eyes were half-closed now, basking in the slow, sinful pleasure.
Then his hand moved lower.
To her breasts.
"Mmmghh—ahh!"
A sharp moan escaped her lips.
His fingers had found her nipples.
Even through the robes, he felt them perfectly. Hard, swollen, begging to be pleasured.
Yennifer's mouth hung open. Her breath hitched.
Her nipples were sensitive. She knew that. She teased them often when alone beneath her sheets. But this…
This was something else entirely.
"Do you like this?" Almond asked, as his other soft hand joined the first.
He teased both nipples now, slowly and purposefully, watching her body react with every gentle pinch.
Her back arched.
Her thighs squeezed together on instinct.
Her knees weakened with each touch.
Yennifer's mind screamed for her to stop.
But her body...
Her body was already his.
"S-Stop," she whimpered. "We mustn't. If someone sees—ahhh!"
Her cry turned into a yelp.
Almond flicked both nipples at once.
A shock ran through her body like lightning.
Her knees buckled.
Her eyes rolled.
A thin line of drool dripped down her chin.
Is… is this… an orgasm?
She had never felt one before.
Despite being twenty-one, she was still a virgin. She'd never even kissed a man.
She had touched herself, sure. Countless nights in frustration. But she had never brought herself to finish.
Now, with just a few touches…
Her body gave in completely.
She collapsed forward into Almond's arms.
He caught her easily, holding her soft, trembling body against his chest.
He finally removed his hands, letting her come down.
Her breathing was heavy, erratic. Her chest rose and fell against his.
"You moan so cutely," he whispered, brushing his lips near her ear.
But inside, he was focused on something else.
〔Spell received: Sword of Light〕
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