On the way back from the airport, her phone started to buzz.
It was the professor and Jacob.
[How are you?]
[Where are you?]
It seed that both the professor and Jacob were following Kaize’s itinerary because they contacted her the mont news of his departure was made public.
It was just that she has decided to finally focus on herself today, so she refused them both. The Apocalypse was coming after all and she simply was too weak.
However, she did reassure them that she was definitely not with anyone the next few days.
And so, she let another day pass without doing anything other than sleeping, planning, cooking, eating, and running around the neighborhood with a very conservative and loose sweatshirt.
When she was done, she took a look at her space and saw that there was no change at all.
??
Now she was just confused. Calculating the number of days she had been here, she could determine the average increase of her space and black land.
There should be a few cubic centiters increase in the space and a few square centiters on the black land by now.
But there was none.
This was a mystery that haunted her the whole day. She was pondering so much that she didn’t hear the doorbell after what would be the tenth press, a quarter of an hour since the first one.
"Oh, whoops, sorry." She uttered as she peeked through the peeping hole.
She flinched at the sight of the person outside and quickly opened her door to et the handso bespectacled man outside.
"Professor?"
It was not a surprise that he found her here, after all he was her teacher after all. If Jacob had the resources, he’d have done the sa.
She received the heated stare of her professor, auburn eyes staying on her and her body.
It was now that she realized that she had already taken her sweatshirt off and was now wearing sleeveless undershirts and fitted shorts.
"I… I only went out like this because I saw it was you." She explained, and it did seem to diffuse the tense atmosphere, albeit only very little.
She cleared her throat and invited him in for tea, but before she could go get so leaves, she felt her whole body being lifted.
A mont later, she found herself suddenly sitting on the table, legs open and a certain professor leaning down to kiss her neck.
How could she not know what the professor was up to? But—
"Ah, wait! I just got back from a jog. I’m really sweaty—"
"Don’t mind." He said, simply, before dipping his head to et her lips, tongue going straight inside.
"Hnmmnnn…" she let out a soft sigh as they kissed, her hand landing on his chest where his erratically beating heart rested.
Eventually, they parted from their kiss, with only a silver line connecting them.
She looked up to see his extrely unfathomable look that made her heart skip a beat.
"Professor?" She asked again, and the professor didn’t say anything and just stepped forward so only their clothing ca between them.
She could feel his hardness from below, in stark contrast with his apathetic expression.
Seeing him like this, she recalled the promise she made days ago. She… seed to have promised him her ti, but she suddenly backed away to get so space.
While it was not wrong of her to ask of it, she did indeed feel guilty.
So instead of questioning, she simply wrapped her arms tightly around him, shaking her hips to grind with his rod.
He groaned a bit and he abruptly pulled her nearer the edge of the counter. This new proximity placed her ass against the edge of the marble surface, allowing more pressure to push her bud against his rod.
"Hmm…"
She could feel his hard, but contained, shaft grinding against her clitoris, each movent sending continuous slivers of pleasure down her spine.
They grinded and grinded and her underwear beca drenched, but the professor did nothing else.
For a mont, she wondered when there would be more, but she realized he was punishing her.
It was obviously torture to him too, though..
To be honest, this silent torture really made her feel for him.
This ti she took the initiative to kiss him. She licked his lips and entered his mouth, tasting the goodness within.
She soon went out and kissed his cheek, licking his ears and neck, tasting it.
Cauis groaned a little, feeling just a bit better at her activeness. It was enough for him to let go of so bitterness in order to do more.
He grabbed her legs to wrap around his torso. With his hands on her arse, he carried her to the nearest comfortable surface—the couch.
He positioned her on her side and he raised her legs to pull down her figure-hugging shorts and her underwear to her legs.
In the end only her ample butt and leaking cave could be seen while the shorts themselves served to tie down her thigh.
He unzipped his pants to reveal his large rod soon lined up outside her hole.
"Professor…" she mumbled, feeling his heat, and he didn’t wait another mont to slip in.
When he entered, she gasped and he let out a sexy guttural sound.
He breathed heavily and he leaned down so his upper body was hovering over her, his teasing heat enveloping her whole being.
Cauis’ eyes wandered over the figure of the person he missed so much.
How could he know that separating from her during their date would lead her to the arms of another man?
Could things have changed?
Or would they be destined?
If it wasn’t Kaize, who else would it have been?
He shook his head of the thoughts, opting to focus more on the treasure below him.
She was on her side now, but at this angle he could see her side profile, her cute ears, her sexy neck, and the shape of her breast.
While his left hand continued to support his weight above her, the other crept up her sexy tank top and bra and lifted them just above her breast.
The tight clothing further emphasized the perfect shape of her breasts. It was as if presenting her mounds to be eaten.
How could he resist?
He groped her mounds and played with them as he started moving his hips. His auburn eyes watched how its shape changed as he pumped into her, igniting more fire.
It would never stop fascinating him.
Slowly thrusting inside her, he curled his body so he could start eating her breasts.
"Hngggg"
She moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck pushing him deeper. He naturally cooperated, with his hands gently pinching a nipple while his tongue licked and lapped the other, enjoying its taste.
Her walls around him tightened at the ministrations and he couldn’t help but gasp a bit.
He started pumping, harder and harder—
Clap, clap, clap
—until she bounced so much she almost fell down the sofa.
Fortunately Cauis wasn’t so unscrupulous and he caught her, but just kept her in the sa awkward and unstable position.
"Ah, ah, ah!" She yelled, holding on to his head—which was still consuming her breasts—for dear life.
Although she knew Cauis wouldn’t let her fall, it didn’t stop her from feeling the sensation.
It was quite thrilling, and Cauis loved how her walls tightened around him in her fear.
Khalifa let him do what he wanted with her body, and she just let out moaned and gasped and muttered love words that just made his movents even wilder.
"Hnngg, ahh, p-professor! Ha… ah! Good, so good–ngh~"
"You’re so deep–ahh—inside —ahhh!"
"Your at stick…ah… feels so G-Good!"
Slap, slap, slap
"Khalifa…! Khalifa…! Ugh!"
Cauis pumped and pumped, and hastened in his final lap. He could feel the sen reaching it’s explosion point and—
"Ughh!"
With a masculine groan, he soon discharged inside of her, entire body tense as it squeezed out his essence..
Khalifa felt herself being filled up by his hot sen her toes curled in pleasure as she orgasd. "Hnggg~"
They both panted heavily, their sweat and love fluid soaking the poor sofa.
Cauis looked lovingly at the woman under him, leaning down to catch her mouth for another long, deep, kiss.
He turned her over so they finally faced each other.
This ti it was gentle and exploratory, just wanting to prolong the mont.
At this ti there were only them, no other n, no rivals… just them.
At this thought, his empty heart finally filled again.
***
The next morning, Khalifa woke up clean on the bed. As she laid down, she snuggled against the slumbering professor.
She smiled and buried herself deeper into his embrace, feeling his warmth, hearing his heartbeat.
As she continued to just relax, she habitually took a look at her space. And she realized that it actually got a little bit bigger!
What happened?
She recalled the differences from before and after. Ti definitely passed the sa…
So it was her activities that had a difference.
What did she do differently?
.
Her eyes widened as she looked at the man who just brought her to heaven.
She froze at the possibility, she almost gasped and recalled the mysterious improvents in her physique...
Could this an... sex was the answer?
So… convenient?
No, right? She didn’t beco so sort of succubus in this life right?
Then again, she could have done it before but her stats were too high to notice…
But then, her heart paused a little in a worriso thought.
...if she was really so sort of succubus, how was the health of her n?
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