Spoiler: Perception Roll 44+20(Perceptive)=64 success There! Spoiler: Angelica Neumann Felicia can finally distinguish Angelica from the crowd as the pseudo-religious woman rises and exits the stands. She heads to a wide doorway marked with a "Restrooms" sign on the other side of the main floor from the scarred girl.
Found you! Felicia screams in her mind, as she spots the white-haired "nun." She hurriedly sends Michio a text, Found her inside the gym. She hurriedly hits send, before making her way through the crowd. "Excuse me, sorry, passing through." She grumbled, aiming to follow Angelica into the restrooms to confront her.
Finally, when she can't take it anymore, Adam lets his lover down. Supporting her as she stands on wobbly legs, he leads her to the pulpit, letting her hold the lectern for balance as he moves up behind her. With a sharp thrust, he's inside her cunt, hammering his cock deep inside her relentlessly, leaning forward to kiss her neck as he fucks her. "This what you, ugh, had in mind when you said you wanted me to use you?" He grunts.
"Mmff!" Aisha screams into Yumi's star, shuddering as Julia's tweaks to her buzzer quickly push the maid to her peak after the unpredictable way the blue-haired girl toyed with her passage. "I'm! Close! Aaaahh!" Yumi's hands both pull the whore's face tight against the white-haired woman's sheer clothing as she wails soon afterwards. Aisha's burning arm never ceases fucking the professor's channel with the dildo until Yumi recovers enough to pull the maid's hand away. Still kneeling on the floor while she recovers, Aisha quietly says, "Thank you for the orgasm, mistress. Do you require anything else, mistresses?" She licks her lips clean of the juices coating them.
"Well..." Julia smiled as devlish as ever at hearing the question. The blue haired woman slowly began to slide the toy out of her well used passage, leaving it gaping for a few moments and empty...until the sudden shooting of Julia's fingers up in deep to Aisha's passage, immediately going into pumping her with absolutely no time to rest after the last one. "I need you to be my pet. But one thing at a time. For now, I just need you to remember this." Julia's thrusting with her fingers was narrower, but more flexible, able to hit all those sensitive parts even better and riding the after shock of Aisha's initial orgasm to hit her another wave. "I'd spend the whole day doing this, but I'm already running late." A sudden sharp change in movement to hit hard, aiming to force out another orgasm. "But, why don't you share your number with me and my friend? When there's time for it, I can make you cum harder than you ever have in your life." It didn't sound just like teasing. Julia spoke it with absolutely certainty that she could do it.
As he ponders his next move, Tenma briefly looks over at his sister and the professor, curious to see what their reaction is to the current state of the game as he once more draws, wondering if he can get either another useful trap set while Jessica focuses on his goats or, even better, draw something that can let him take the offensive and let him further his lead.
Omw the crass woman responds. It takes Felicia some time to reach the portal on the other side of the expansive room. Spoiler: Restroom The tiled room is surprisingly clean considering the amount of people in the stands and the collection of garbage outside the stadium. Peering under the stalls, Felicia can see that a few of the stalls are occupied. Spotting the accused thief's white shoes in the handicapped stall at the end of the row of toilets, she tries the door, finding it locked shut.
She doesn't answer, her voice only responding with moans and shouts of pleasure as Adam pounds her into the podium. Each thrust, his hips slamming into her firm rear, forces Haunani's back to arch as the girth remodels her cave to suit it's size. She desperately holds fast to the wooden stand as her tight walls spasm uncontrollably around Adam's tool. The woman's entire body shakes as her juices pour onto the floor. She is completely defenseless against his powerful, unrelenting assault.
Aisha moans through the repeated aftershocks the professor gives her, barely able to form words. "Ah! Yes! Mistress!" The maid pulls a phone from a hidden pocket in her skirt, tossing it up onto the bed while she struggles to keep her quaking arms under her through the overstimulation. All the shaking does wonderful things to her ass, causing the globes to jiggle almost hypnotically. Yumi, recovering from her own powerful orgasm, takes the phone and sends a group text to herself and Julia, assuming the older woman gives Yumi her number. The younger professor gets to her feet and spends a few seconds fixing her clothes. "We do need to head back. We're already going to be chewed out by Calavera, but I'd prefer not to upset any of the others."
Both woman watch quietly. Haruka gives her brother a slight, encouraging smile as she notices him looking at her. Sayen, for once, bears a neutral expression, having to appear completely unbiased as the arbiter. Spoiler: Perception Roll 71=71 success Tenma's sibling actually mouths something at him too. Reading her lips, the dueling man understands her message. "Why are you holding back? Don't give her a chance to recover." Returning his attention to the duel, Tenma draws Lyna the Light Charmer. At least it allows him to put another barrier in front of his opponent. He sets the Spellcaster and ends the turn. Jessica draws and grins, seemingly happy for the first time during the duel. "Are you prepared to meet your end?" She taunts the adopted Hamasaki. "I play End of the World, sacrificing Demise and a monster from my hand to Ritual Summon Ruin, Queen of Oblivion!" Spoiler: Ruin, Queen "She will destroy your final token, and, since she can attack again, a set card will meet it's doom!" Ruin moves to cleave Tenma's face down Lyna, but he activates Unpossessed to intervene. Spoiler: Lyna Now immune to destruction, Lyna casts an entrancing spell on Ruin, giving Tenma control of one of the great forces of destruction. Needless to say, Jessica is dismayed, wordlessly shouting in grief. As Tenma glances at his sister again, he sees a cruel smile spreading on her face. [Trying to get this up before I have to do things. Sorry it's only one turn, but it's better to have it posted, I think, than to wait.]
Having also exchanged numbers with Yumi, Julia was still a little surprised at the turn of events for today, but they were unwelcome. As she began to redress herself, she had to make the reluctant acknowledgment as well, but held her smile to Yumi. “Well, if we want to do this again, you know where I live.” Julia kept a casual tone, not treating this a serious thing. Didn’t seem like the other professor was too interested into turning it into one either. But..Julia did get the sense, they’d be doing this again. As she dressed herself, and left, while it wasn’t even half of what she made Aisha pay in the first place, Julia still left a sizeable tip before leaving, knowing they’d be pressed for time to make it back.
At least the bathroom is clean. Felicia thinks to herself after recalling all the trash just outside of the gym. Spotting Angelica's heels, she decides to wait. Figuring how much time she'll need to do her business while wearing that bodysuit of hers. She decides to send Michio a follow up text, She's hiding in the restrooms. The red-head thinking that there was no escape for Angelica anymore.
Yumi chortles. "Likewise, although I imagine you will have your hands quite full with all those young men under your supervision." She pays the maid enough to make up the difference between Julia's tip and the amount Aisha gave up. "It'll look better if we arrive together." The white-haired duelist reasons as they exit the cafe. They travel the sidewalks back to the academy, both women drawing plenty of stares from passersby. "I didn't expect you were into--What the term? Findom? Frankly, I'm surprised the girl went along with it." Yumi regards her colleague. Spoiler: Perception Roll 66+10(Cold Reading)=76 success Julia can hear a touch of jealousy in Yumi's words, but where does it stem from? Yumi, as soon as she arrives back on the campus, adopts her usual cold and distant demeanor. "A way to ensure I'm not bothered for autographs." The pair approaches the Admin. Tower, only running fifteen or twenty minutes late. Julia knows the meeting is in the conference room on the third floor's offices. Spoiler: Tiffany Kasprzak "Good afternoon, professors!" The receptionist greets them as they pass through the glass doors. "I'm not sure if they've started without you or not. You should probably hurry up there just in case!" As the women enter the conference room, they see a group of their colleagues sitting around a large, round table. Spoiler: Prof. Phoebe Neil Spoiler: Prof. Rene Hubert Spoiler: Dr. Sayen Kelsey Spoiler: Dr. Timoteo Calavera Spoiler: Head Nurse Rena Spyros Spoiler: President Tomomi Yamagishi Timoteo gives both of them a disapproving look. "Glad you could finally join us," his gruff voice spits. "What took so long, and don't say the duels because Rene had more to deal with than you two combined."
The young man continues the blasphemous display, letting Huanani's cries of ecstasy echo off the stone walls and out the door he's pretty sure he never closed, reaching a hand back to slap her ass cheek as he pounds her. Finally, he feels his manhood twitching, and an animalistic urge surges through Adam's mind, telling him to unleash his seed and breed his lover. Sanity only prevails at the last possible second, and he pulls out of Huanani's cunt, covering her ass in his cum. Covered in sweat and breathing heavily, he falls forward, hugging Huanani slightly as they lean against the pulpit, trying to recover. "Merde... Does every guy who beats you get a reward like that, or is that reserved for sorcerers?" He chuckles, when she's coherent enough to understand him.
Spoiler: Perception Roll 1+20(Perceptive)=21 fail Busy texting, Felicia doesn't notice the person sneaking up behind her until too late. A hand covers her mouth from behind while it's companion wraps around the woman's waist, dragging her into an open stall.
"Mmmh!" Feeling the hand on her mouth, Felicia instantly began struggling. But as another pair of hands wrap around her waist, keeping her still. "Mmmmmh!" She thrashed around as they drag her, flailing her arms around hoping to get a good hit in an attempt to escape.
It takes the girl a long while to recover from the rough reaming Adam gave her. A red mark remains where the man's hand hit her flesh. "Only...Dreamers." Haunani eventually coughs from under him, breath ragged. "Thank you...patron of Horus." She bends her neck awkwardly in an attempt to look at Adam. "You had...questions?"
"I just do whatever feels fun. Why only stick to doing one thing? Who knows. You might like being on your knees for a change." Julia teased the idea, but there wasn't much time to really get into it as she now joined the group of teachers. Julia's first instinct was to go over to Phoebe and catch up, but it was short lived before the grumpy old man was already getting on her case. She had some respect for him being a dedicated teacher, even if she didn't like him all that much. But she wasn't really willing to do the same level of commitment herself. "Well, I just happened to run into her on my break, and I guess, we just started les'ing out." Julia delivered her response in a obviously sarcastic sounding kind of response. Though, she exchanged a glance to Phoebe when nobody was looking, trying to implicate that she wasn't joking.
[It's only one person (so far, at least ). I wrote it unclearly, sorry.] Spoiler: Combat Roll Felicia: 65+10(Hand-to-hand combat)=75 good Assailant: 48+20(Melee Expertise)=68 good Felicia slightly favored She manages to catch her attacker's head with a weak elbow, the blow making the assailant stumble. "Shit!" The woman hears the man's voice. Felicia escapes the thug's grasp. Turning around, she sees blood running down from the man's nostril. Spoiler: Assailant
Adam lets go, shuffling backward to let Huanani move freely, before pulling his jeans back up, ignoring an urge to have her get back on her knees and clean him up first. He walks to the chapel door, closing it properly, since they've probably made enough noise for now, and goes to the front of the pulpit so she doesn't have to strain her neck to see him. "I hope I didn't go too far just then. I can be rough sometimes, but never that much, and not usually with women." He scratches his head awkwardly. "Yeah, questions - a lot of them. So many that I'm not sure where to start. I suppose I'll begin with: You're like me? You have dreams that don't feel like dreams about yourself in l'Age du Bronze?" He fixes her with an uncertain look. "That little image I had of the two of us as priest and priestess - was that like, actually us, or our ancestors, or something?" The young man looks uncomfortable and confused, to put it lightly, as well as lost.
