"Yeah, I am." Felicia nods, until Yumi reminds her of how early it was. "Ah, right, well, I could go for some breakfast before the shops open." She replied, feeling a bit hungry since she didn't eat dinner last night.
Is the process of discovery not vital to awarding the appropriate weight to the knowledge gained? Look closer at the stains. There is more to discover, aside from the signs of your protege's intercourse. He was here hours ago, yes? The dampness cannot be from him and his lover. It must be more recent. Your quarry, perhaps. Why would a person wish to be intimate at an altar? The voice falls silent, at least for now. "In a church? Fucking weirdos." Michio's reply is simple. She continues to search the building's interior.
Interesant... Adam realises he should probably not add yet another mystery to his plate, given the more important revelations that have recently emerged, but the mystery person paying for maids to pleasure students arouses his curiosity, and he makes a note to visit the cafe at some point. "Good idea, mon belle." Adam chuckles, removing his mouth from her breasts, though his hands remain, squeezing the sensitive flesh as he moves his head between her legs. He teases her at first, tongue pressing against her labia faintly through her panties, before retreating. Finally, his hands still groping her breasts, he pries her underwear away from her womanhood with his teeth, and lets his tongue move upwards and attack her clit, deftly circling around it and subjecting it to long licks.
Noticing Tenma's discomfort, she pulls back, apologizing. "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have done that! Um, p-please forget it happened! L-let's go back!" Jessica lets go of the boy's hand. She turns, preparing to leave the way they came.
Valkyrus’s observations intrigued her, though she did her best to make her annoyance at him not expressing willingness to be to forthcoming with the full story behind the barrier and his tribe. Eventually, he might get more trusting and open up, maybe. What he was saying did have some merit, but with circumstances growing as they are, it didn’t seem like time for him to be intentionally obtuse. “Made maybe worse by the fact, that this isn’t even the first time today. Someone had to have been here recently for it still be damp.” With that in mind, she kept a lookout, trying to spot things or something out of place.
"There is a coffee shop next to the student union we can go to. There are other places nearby..." She thinks for a second. "...but you probably would not enjoy them." The pair travel to the surprisingly large cafe. Spoiler: On-Campus Coffee Store Yumi holds the door for Felicia, the professor's cold, stern expression having returned while they exited the dorm. The store is fairly empty. Only a few customers are seated, spread throughout the space. A chipper barista smiles as they enter. "Good morning! How can I help you?" Spoiler: Barista
"Sure, a coffee shop will be fine." Felicia replied, following the professor to the surprisingly large cafe. Well, not that surprising anymore seeing how large the dorms are. She thinks to herself, taking note of Yumi's sudden cold gaze, "Hmm?" The red-head couldn't help but let out a questioning hum. But as they make their way inside, "A cup of coffee, cream, two sugars. And whatever pastry you'd recommend." Felicia gives her order to the barista, while discreetly looking around, wondering if Yumi saw anyone displeasing.
Taylor's hands cover Adam's own, encouraging him to keep playing with her chest as if her large breasts needed the assistance. "I appreciate it, Adam, but you don't need to tease me." The small damp spot in her panties serves as her evidence. Still, the maid doesn't complain further. Instead, she smiles as she watches him pull her white underwear. "Ah!" Her back arches instinctively as Adam goes for her button. He gets a small surge of Taylor's juices as an initial reward.
Not needing the encouragement to keep going, Adam's hands continue squeezing and kneading her breasts, his tongue continuing to work her clit. You don't need to be teased, putain? Tres bien, let's get to the main course. Adam eases off a little, greedily lapping at her juices and taking a deep breath - then he makes his move. His tongue penetrates deep inside her, finding her g-spot and attacking it relentlessly, his face pressed right up against her muff. Taylor feels a pressure against her clit once again, stimulating her, and realises that the boy's using his nose as a weapon of pleasure, as he attempts to overwhelm her.
"How many freaks does this school have?" Michio is more amused than surprised. Spoiler: Perception Roll 62+10(situational)=72 success Julia notices than some of the damp spots appear to be a slightly different color than the others, signifying that a liquid other than clear or white sexual effluent was present too. Blood from Dominic's injuries? The splotches form a very subtle trail leading to the pipe organ a few steps away. Hidden in the space between the back of the organ and the wall, she finds a piece of paper. A message is written on the paper. "DB, we can't stay. People onto us. It's up to you. -A&D."
The sight of new bodily fluids caught her interest. And it lead her to a paper. Logically, she shouldn't tamper with and just notify campus security....but she was too far into this to quit now. She didn't take much time to think about it before grabbing the paper and unfolding it. DB- Obviously meaning Dominic Benton. The A and D....one person or two? The A would most likely have to represent Angelica....but it didn't tell her what the other D was if there really was a second person. It wasn't Hannunani. Just how many people were involved in this? Letting Michio take a peek at it, Julia quickly relayed her thoughts. "I don't suppose you can think of anyone else with a D initial? That could actually be involved in this." If this was the clue she thought it was, it wasn't going to be enough on it's own to just track and interrogate every single student with the initial D. She had to work smarter than that.
Yumi orders after her ward. "A latte. And another of the pasties." "I have found that a hostile appearance tends to deter those who do not truly need to speak with me." Yumi explains to Felicia while they wait. The professor isn't particularly subtle about watching the barista's round ass while she works on their drinks. Spoiler: Perception Roll 81+20=101 crit. success Felicia doesn't notice anything strange or concerning about the clientele, the staff (seemingly consisting of just the one woman), or the building.
"Oh." Felicia replied, "I just thought... never mind." She shakes her head, standing beside Yumi as they wait for their order. Only to notice where the professor's gaze was, Felicia's eyes go wide, Is she... no, there has to be another reason... right? She tries to think of a reason why Yumi was staring so much. Even though the Felicia from yesterday wouldn't have had bothered to think of it, now that she's experienced that strange feeling, and has been plagued with her naughty dream. The red-head gulped, shaking her head to shrug away the thoughts.
"Oh fuck!" She shouts at his sudden change in intensity. Her legs close around Adam's head, trapping him in a pleasant sort of prison. Taylor's hands leave his, moving to the man's head to pull him as far into her groin as she can. She is on the verge of orgasm after barely a minute, her pussy leaking profusely into his mouth.
The 'prison' proves hardly necessary - Adam's not even close to stopping, continuing to pleasure her clit, g-spot and breasts at the same time, eager to hear her screaming with pleasure, taking control of her despite the traditionally submissive position he's in.
"Shit. This is a whole fucking conspiracy, huh?" The young woman thinks. "I don't know very many of the others around yet, but I, uh, real politely questioned anyone in a nun's type of outfit since that's what the cow wore. Um..." She closes her eyes trying to remember. "A couple of them had D names. Diana and Demeter!" Michio elaborates. "Diana had kind of brown skin, white hair, and glasses. Demeter was the only one who looked like an actual nun. She had black hair and red eyes. Is that enough?"
It wasn't all too much, but it was the closest to a proper clue they had. "I don't know. I guess we have to find them too. From the implication, they're all bailing out quickly. Something went seriously wrong with their set up that they weren't expecting....that would be good, but now they're scattering and that's going to be a serious problem to track any of them." Julia instinctively while she didn't have much to report took a photo and copy of the note to share on her update of the situation to staff as well as leaving an alert for the two for questioning. They haven't did anything yet, there was no real confirmation, but there should be enough for reasonable grounds of questioning even legally....but she wasn't going to totally wait around for that. Going through the proper search of names on student files, she felt she'd have enough with a description to get their full name. Once she got that and a proper image, she'd attach that too. Having more people on this actually would be more helpful if the police or security could keep them for questioning...ideally security....if the police got to them first, then getting to them later for asking the right questions would be difficult.
[I just noticed that I typo'd pastries into pasties. lol] "I am...normally not much for conversation. It becomes incredibly grating when packs of people claiming to be your greatest fan constantly badger you for autographs, advice, marriage proposals, and the like." Yumi sighs. "Still...the endless supply of toys was nice." "Here you two are!" The barista turns back to them, setting the drinks and then the pastries--simple fruit danishes--onto the counter. She either didn't notice Prof. Itou's staring or didn't care to mention it. Yumi pays for their breakfast and guides Felicia to a table. "You look good, considering yesterday. How are you feeling?" She asks after they sit.
(I mean, who knows, maybe the barista was wearing pasties...) "Right, I guess that's true... wait, marriage proposals too?" Felicia understood a bit of Yumi's struggle with fame, but the last part caught her by surprise. "I suppose... that would make things more annoying." She mumbled, just as their order arrives. The red-head thanks both her professor for paying, and the barista for serving them. Then as they get to one of the dozen free tables, "Ah, yeah, I'm feeling better. Still a bit... anxious about losing my main deck. But I've calmed down." Felicia replied, taking a sip from her coffee, and biting down on her pastry. "Mmh. Hopefully they manage to catch those bastards." She growled.
"Haaahh!" Taylor wails, eyes shut tightly as a climax washes over her. Her limbs shake, but they don't shift away from Adam's skull. A larger splash of her nectar fills his mouth, coating his tongue and making a mess of his face. The maid's hands, and then her legs, finally release the young man after a short while. "You sure didn't need the practice!" She praises, breathless. "How do you want me, handsome? On my back like this? On my knees? On top? Your choice."
