Kael chuckled and stepped forward again, his cock now inches away from your face. "Fair enough." He reached out a hand to stroke your hair softly before guiding your head towards his erection. "Go on then," he murmured huskily, allowing you access to him.

As you took him into your mouth, feeling the warmth and size of him against your tongue, Kael let out a low moan of pleasure.

Kael groaned, his hands sliding into your hair as he began to thrust slowly in and out of your mouth, feeling the tight warmth engulf him. He closed his eyes, savoring the sensation of you sucking on him, and the knowledge that you were underneath his desk, at his mercy. The sounds of your wet noises around him only served to heighten his arousal as he continued to fuck your mouth with abandon.

"Oh god,"

With renewed vigor, your rival continues to grope and fondle you. His touch feels rough and uncaring, but it's still sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. You can feel yourself getting wetter by the second as he takes advantage of your newfound sensitivity. Tears stream down your face, obscuring your vision, but somehow making everything seem even more intense.

"That's right," he growls in your ear, his hot breath sending shivers up and down your spine. "Just let go..."

As he continues to take advantage of your weakened state, you can't help but feel yourself growing more and more aroused. The pleasure coursing through your body is intense, overwhelming, and it feels like there's no escape from the sensations. Your mind reels as he grinds against you, his hardness pressing into your now-sensitive areas.

You cry out in a mixture of pain and ecstasy, begging him to stop even as part of you wants him to go on forever.

Arya's heart pounds in her chest as she imagines Nathaniel's strong hands on her, his lips and tongue tracing wet paths over her body. She arches her back, pressing her breasts against the cool tile of the shower, letting out a moan of desire. Her fingers dance between her legs, already wet with anticipation, as she brings herself closer to climax.

Her thoughts are interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching; it's Nathaniel, back from school

Arya looks up at Nathaniel, her eyes heavy-lidded with desire. Water drips off her body, leaving shining trails on the floor as she stands before him, naked and wet. "I'm here for you, Master Nathaniel," she breathes, her voice rough from arousal. Her fingers continue to tease at her sensitive flesh, her hips moving involuntarily in tiny circles.

Nathaniel steps closer, his eyes drinking in the sight of her wet body.

Lillith paused for a moment before answering, her expression still playful. "I just thought we could have some fun," she said with a sly grin. Aurum couldn't help but smile back at her as they continued their little game of tag through the stream, splashing each other and laughing as they went.

Eventually, they grew tired and collapsed on the grassy bank, panting softly from their exertions. Lillith looked up at him with those purple eyes once more, her expression serious now.

"Aurum," she began hesitantly, "I want you to know that I'm happy... with how things are between us. Even if we can't be together like Evelina and Jason..." She trailed off, her tail swishing nervously across the grass.

Aurum regarded her thoughtfully before speaking. "Lillith," he said softly, reaching out a scaled hand to touch her snout gently. "I feel the same way. I'm happy too."

The feel of Elise's lips wrapped around his shaft, sucking him deeper and harder, sends shockwaves of pleasure through Lysandra's body. She throws her head back with a moan, arching her back off the bed as she feels herself growing closer to climax. Her fingers dig into Nat's shoulders, urging him on as she cries out his name.

"Yes! Like that!" she gasps between pants, her hips undulating wildly against his face. "Fuck, I'm close..."

Elise moans around his cock as she feels Lysandra's body tensing beneath her, knowing that her friend is close to orgasm. She increases the suction on his shaft, drawing out every last moan and groan as she teases him relentlessly. Her free hand wanders down over her stomach, between her legs, seeking contact with her own sensitive flesh.

"Ohhh fuck,"

With eager grins, the little devils close in on you. Their hot breath tickles your neck as they begin to explore your body with hungry hands and tongues. One of them positions himself at your entrance, his small erection glistening with pre-cum, while another kneels behind you to tease your sensitive rear. Their fingers dig into your flesh, leaving trails of pleasure as they work to bring you to the brink of orgasm.

The little devils' ministrations send waves of pleasure coursing through your body, each touch igniting a new flame of desire. Your hips buck and writhe as you try to find purchase on anything to relieve the building tension inside you. Moaning lustfully, you arch your back, offering yourself up to their hungry hands and tongues.