Matthew White
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As I left the headmistress’s room, my first direction was the walls, and saw soldiers and mages, trying to mobilize for battle. Though, if I didn’t know better, I would have thought that they were trying to reenact the actions of a bunch of headless chickens as the mobilization efforts failed utterly. Even as I watched, one soldier carried a bundle of food to a pile, but the moment he put it down, another soldier arrived and carried it back. Yet, not even for a moment, I attributed that to…
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At this point, I was familiar with the operation of Silver Spires to know exactly where to look to get a comprehensive view of the situation, and it was not the commander’s office. My destination was not one of the command rooms, but a less important location. The communication room. Responsible for collecting and aggregating every single emergency message the school received from the surrounding towns. I did so, because while accessing raw information was time-consuming, it was certainly not as…
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“You have — you have awakened,” Mariel found herself muttering with a palpable shock, but even then had been interrupted by a moan halfway as I slid inside her. “What do you think?” I said with a chuckle as my hips started to pick up speed. Since she had kindly completed the necessary foreplay — and more — I had no problems rushing forward at full speed. “I … Right now?” she asked, her hopeful tone rather obvious, which meant she had realized I had been playing with her a bit. “Oh,…
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I barely managed to close my eyes as she glanced up, no doubt testing the signs of waking up. With her little test giving a negative result, she started leaning down even as her hands wrapped around the base of my shaft. Her lips followed a moment later, repeating the same effect around the crown of my shaft, adding another layer to my pleasure, especially when she started moving up and down. Her movements were choppy, but not completely unfamiliar. She might not have done anything like this before, but…
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Sleeping in a decadently comfortable bed was certainly an enjoyable experience, something that I had enjoyed greatly since my experience had reached a point of great success. In comparison, the current bed I had been sleeping in, which was more of a bare cot that even a servant would feel insulted to use, was supposed to be an annoying downgrade. Clearly, the spell I used to transform it had been dispelled. I guessed Mariel was responsible for it. Not intentionally, but the integration of her Divine…
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The sensation of slipping inside her for a second time was just as amazing, though even as I slipped inside her, I realized one very amusing detail. A little oversight — one that wasn’t happening for the first time. “By the way, sweetie, before forgetting,” I started even as I skewered her halfway, enjoying her moan. “I remembered that you’re yet to bestow your beautiful name to me. Would you be so kind to deliver that?” I said. Despite the invasion of pleasure — and some more material…
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I wanted to follow her implied request, but not before teasing her a bit first. “It’s rare for you to be so kind when giving an order,” I whispered mockingly even as I continued to rub against her body, enjoying the sensation of her flawless skin, each second driving the sensation higher. “What do I owe this change?” Another whimper escaped her lips, one she let out in response, showing just how much the pleasure she had been enjoying loosened her attitude. Not that I could blame her, as she…
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The headmistress said nothing as we climbed the spiral stairs. As I did so, I couldn’t help but compare the amusement I was feeling with the tenseness I did as I climbed for the first time, expecting to meet an undead monstrosity under her cloak, unaware of the extent of her deception. Yet, as I carried her upstairs in a bridal hold, her beautiful wings twitching as she tried to keep them collected to avoid hitting the walls, only to fail repeatedly, showing that her legs weren’t the only part of her…
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The headmistress was busy processing her shock as she found herself against her desk, while I let my fingers dance along her spine, changing the undercurrent of the massage significantly. Yet, her silence was not just about the sudden change the situation showed, starting with her accidental flinch, but also the intensity of the mana flow, doubling in impact as I increased the amount of skin connection as I also let my forearms brush, with a corresponding increase in the mana flow. I also thought about…
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For the next ten minutes, I continued massaging her neck steadily. Soon, her squirming stopped being only about her excitement about the potential implications of the process, saving her from the plight she had been struggling for a long, long time, and started being about the subtle yet effective betrayal of her own body. I was not half-bad at giving massages, and the fact that she asked me to massage her neck made things even easier. There was no mystery about her decision. I needed touch to a naked…
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