Etzchielle’s position and proximity, along the way she is holding Naíndra’s wrist, is no different than a romantic display of a lover who desires and need the company of the latter.
"Tzelle"; Tenderly say the Vixen Bombshell, lifting her free hand and tucking a lock of hair behind Etzchielle’s ear "This is the mont when you lean to passionately kiss , attempting to convince of staying by your side"...
The Ex Maiden bluish blush intensifies over the purple skin of her cheeks, shyly lowering her sight to look in another direction, as she timidly let go Naíndra’s arm "I am not ready for that"...
Aware of what she murmurs, Etzchielle quickly turned to observe Khallyon, who doesn’t seem affected or bothered by the daring comnt she said "W-Would you be mad at if, eventually, I, I k-kiss Naíndra?".
The Young Man doesn’t comprehend the question and attempts his best to reply accordingly "No Ryenelle, that is between Naíndra and You, no one else has an opinion regarding that subject, not even ... Or were you angered when Naíndra kiss ?".
"No, but is not the sa Khallyon, we are Won, and you are really handso, even Kryannette is fascinated by you"...
The Rouge Cadet smiles and kiss Etzchielle on the forehead "Look Ryenelle, as long as you are comfortable, I will never tamper into your affairs, but if I see sothing is negatively affecting you, I will intervene, and I am not longer the rciful child you rember"...
"rciful?"; Puzzled and mockingly ntions Etzchielle, as Khallyon was quite aggressive and savage when they were younger.
"You have no idea"; Warns Khallyon as he kisses Etzchielle athyst lips "So, don’t put yourself at risk, do whatever you want, and always have present that as you are willing to support , I am also here, to assist, back you up, Providing, protecting and looking out for you"...
* "Kiss": 25 Proficiency *
* "Kisser": 125 Proficiency *
{Intriguing, kisses in the body doesn’t count, that is kinda weird...}
*Bim* *Bim* *Bim*
{What is that?}
The unknown sound of a bell interrupts and alerts the Cadets, waking Kryannette up, but a mont later, the noise suddenly stops "G-Good *Yawn* morning"; Express the Ex Femboy, having her little mouth completely agape by her sleepy face.
"Look that Khallyon"; Murmurs Naíndra, and the Young Man is already imagine what is the next phrase of the Vixen Bombshell, yet, he fails to foresee the answer "If I had a dick, I would put that cute mouth to attend all day long"...
"She needs more training than you"; Retorts the Rouge Cadet, making Naíndra slightly jealous; Because this ans that he has already felt what that little mouth can do.
"Khallyon"; Calls Kryannette, attracting the attention of the other two Cadets too "You have a ssage in the Reception of the Iota Fraternity Tower"...
{So that was the noise...}
"This early?"; Inquire Etzchielle and Naíndra replies "Must be our Evaluation from yesterday’s trip, hopefully, we will remain with our current Access Grade"...
Being aware that this must be for all Cadets in Tiaone, each of the Youngsters quickly jump out of the oval bed, taking a shower and quickly preparing themselves to go to their respective Fraternity Tower.
Naíndra and Etzchielle go in the sa direction, as their Fraternities are located close to each other; While Khallyon and Kryannette use the sa path towards the Iota Fraternity Tower.
The Prefect is sowhat busy with the many, many Cadets crowding the Reception, taking a couple of minutes until the two receive their ssage, informing them of a eting with their Exploration Groups.
At this point, Kryannette goes up using the staircase towards the Bedroom in the sixth floor to change her attire; While Khallyon leaves the Reception and advance to the eting in Londra’s Office, encountering Vannettzza in the way, who is talking with the Club President, Daphne.
The Damsel is not really being discrete with her overall enthusiasm and reaction, as the Nerdy Lady had her cheeks completely flushed, along the agitated breath, which is way too evident to be missed by Vannettzza.
However, she doesn’t say anything, parting in different ways and keeping herself quiet during the short walk towards Londra’s Office, not ntioning why Daphne was so excited with Khallyon’s presence.
Inside of the destinated Room, Etzchielle, Naíndra, Ethreus and Tania are already waiting for the last two Cadets that integrate the Exploration Group.
{What in Leathemnur’s sake is that disgusting sll!}
Trying to locate the source of such pungent odor, Khallyon’s eyes traverse across the entire Office of Lorna, getting locked on Tania.
The short tempered Young Lady looks the sa as the day before, but the stench she emanates every mont is worse than the putrid intestines of a dead animal who is decomposing under the sun light.
The Young Man withstand the sll, but after a few minutes, Leroy and Elton enter in the Office and join the group; Is in this instant that Khallyon almost vomits right on the spot, as both newcors stink much more worse than Tania.
{What the hell is going on?!}
Khallyon puts both hands over his face, breathing slower in a dumb attempt to reduce the stench of that foul fetid sll, but it doesn’t make much of a difference, getting more intense and intolerable with each new inhaling.
The Young Man remains standing, even though he feels dizzy and his sight is blurred; Nevertheless, all that seems aningless as his stomach is turning upside down, exactly like after receiving a knee blow, which doesn’t help as he still has the sensation of being close to puke out yesterday’s drinks.
Instructor Londra swiftly moves from her seat behind the desk, passing between the other Cadets that don’t understand what is going on with this weird behavior of Khallyon.
The Mature Tanned Woman approaches closer to the Young Man, placing a pink and orange ointnt on the Rouge Cadet’s nostrils.
Khallyon’s discomfort diminish dramatically, as the hideous odor is considerably reduced, taking a few seconds before the Young Man can regain his normal bearing...
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