Dealing with Mark was something minor on my part, and after I was done I headed toward the staff quarters to report the current development.
Before long, I found myself standing before the door to Miss Velora's office.
I hesitated for a moment before finally knocking gently.
Silence greeted me.
I knocked a second time, and this time the door shifted slightly, parting just enough to reveal the dim interior beyond.
I paused, deliberating on whether I should enter or not.
But thinking about the importance of my call to the Eternal Continent, and the fact that I could fall unconscious at any moment, I made my decision.
Pushing the door open, I stepped inside.
The moment I entered, a sweet, musky scent drifted into my nose, making me pause.
My brows knit slightly.
Then I heard it.
Soft. Muffled. Breathless whimpers.
My body stiffened instinctively as the sound reached my ears.
They were coming from deeper within the office.
My gaze slowly shifted toward the bathroom door not too far away.
'It can't possibly be…'
The thought surfaced in my mind as I began walking forward.
My steps slowed unconsciously, each movement deliberate and careful.
The closer I got, the clearer the sounds became.
Wet.
Rhythmic.
Unmistakable.
Within seconds, I was standing right before the door.
The sounds behind it were now loud enough that there was no mistaking them.
'Is she…?'
Even then, I didn't dare believe it.
Swallowing lightly, I reached forward and gently pushed the door open.
The sight that greeted me instantly made my eyes widen.
Miss Velora sat atop the toilet seat with her legs spread wide.
Her skirt had been pushed up around her waist, leaving her lower body completely exposed.
Her pussy was bare and glistening as she desperately thrust a thick dildo in and out of herself.
Her hand clamped tightly over her mouth in a futile attempt to suppress the moans spilling from her throat.
Pa.
Pa.
Pa.
Each wet thrust echoed through the small bathroom as the toy plunged deep into her slick folds.
Her face was flushed a deep crimson, her breathing uneven as strands of hair clung to her damp forehead.
Her eyes were closed, lost completely in the pleasure.
"Hnnnngh…"
A muffled whimper slipped through her fingers as her hips began moving faster.
The dildo drove into her again and again, the squelching sounds growing louder with each thrust.
Her body trembled violently.
Juices dripped down her thighs and splashed onto the floor as she increased the pace, chasing the peak of her pleasure with reckless desperation.
"F-fuck…"
The word escaped her lips in a broken whisper.
Her thighs tightened around the toy as the pressure building inside her finally burst.
Her entire body convulsed.
"Ahhh—!"
The orgasm ripped through her violently.
She trembled uncontrollably on the toilet seat, her pussy clamping tightly around the dildo as waves of pleasure rolled through her body.
Her eyes suddenly flew open.
And that was when she saw me.
A curious pair of eyes staring straight at her.
For a moment, Miss Velora froze.
Her expression turned blank with shock.
"You—"
Before she could finish the word, another violent wave of stimulation surged through her body.
A jet of warm liquid suddenly burst from between her legs.
It sprayed straight toward me.
I didn't even have time to react.
Her juices splashed across my face and uniform, soaking into the fabric instantly.
Miss Velora gasped sharply.
The sensation of being watched—caught by her own student in the middle of her most private moment—sent another jolt of pleasure through her body.
"Ahhh…"
An uncontrollable moan escaped her lips.
Her legs trembled violently before finally giving out.
She collapsed weakly onto the bathroom floor, her body slick with the juices she had just released.
I stood there silently, stunned.
Not expecting her to squirt so suddenly, her love juices had completely drenched my face and clothes.
Slowly, I raised a hand and wiped my cheek.
The faint scent that lingered on my fingers was intoxicating.
Miss Velora's chest rose and fell rapidly for several seconds before she finally managed to gather the strength to stand.
Even then, her legs trembled slightly beneath her.
Her cheeks were still flushed, her expression pale as she tried to regain some semblance of composure.
"Wait for me in the office."
Her voice came out slightly breathless.
I stared at her for a moment before giving a small nod.
To think the strict Miss Velora had this kind of side to her.
It was truly shocking.
And as the image of her trembling atop the toilet seat replayed in my mind, I couldn't help but feel a growing desire.
I had to taste that pussy.
Meanwhile, inside my mind, the system suddenly pulsed to life.
[Gained 30 Ero Points.]
'Just getting drenched in her love juices gave me Ero Points?'
I muttered internally before shaking my head.
Dismissing the notification, I walked out of the bathroom and sat down.
I had a feeling that things between me and Miss Velora were about to become far more interesting.
…
Inside the bathroom, Miss Velora stood quietly, still trying to recover from the shock of her student seeing her like that.
Over the years, it had become a habit.
An addiction she could never quite shake.
Whenever she felt agitated… lonely… or even strangely happy, she always found herself seeking release.
It was the one thing that consistently calmed her mind.
But doing it inside the school had always been risky.
She knew that.
She just never expected a student would end up catching her in the act.
Standing before the mirror, Velora looked at her reflection.
Her face was damp, her hair slightly disheveled, and faint streaks of her own juices still clung to her skin.
A testament to how violently she had just climaxed.
'I've never come like that before…'
She bit her lip softly.
Her fingers moved unconsciously, lightly pinching one of her nipples as a quiet moan escaped her throat.
But a moment later, the expression on her face turned serious.
'How am I supposed to deal with this…?'
She sighed heavily.
Different possibilities flashed through her mind.
'Whatever condition he asks for… as long as it's nothing too extreme…'
A faint glint appeared in her eyes.
The thought of Kai blackmailing her… pinning her against the desk… forcing himself deep inside her while she struggled helplessly…
Heat spread through her body.
'Gosh… if my students knew how much of a pervert I really am…'
She bit her lip again as another pulse of desire ran through her aching pussy.
But she forced herself to calm down.
After taking a quick shower and changing clothes, she finally stepped back before the mirror.
This time she deliberately unbuttoned a few buttons at the top of her blouse, revealing the soft swell of her creamy cleavage.
The skirt she wore was short, hugging her hips and accentuating the shape of her perfectly rounded ass.
Combined with the blouse, it made her figure look dangerously seductive.
After applying a light layer of makeup, she let out a slow breath.
Then she stepped out of the bathroom.
The moment she entered the office again, the atmosphere in the room subtly shifted.
Miss Velora walked slowly toward her desk, making no effort to hide the sway of her hips.
Every step caused her curves to move slightly, the soft jiggle of her ass clearly visible beneath the tight skirt.
Kai's gaze followed her movements.
She knew it.
Bending slightly, she lowered herself into her chair.
Resting one arm casually on the table, she looked at him with a stern expression, as if nothing unusual had happened moments earlier.
"What is your purpose for visiting?"