Chapter 239
“My professor seems to be lost in thought again. You should continue giving me your guidance, shouldn’t you?”
A faint smile appeared on Lionel’s lips as he played along with the rather flimsy role-play, yet his eyes and expression held not a trace of composure.
As if to prove it, his movements grew steadily more intense.
“Hah, ah…!”
Each time the swollen, hardened tip scraped along my inner walls before plunging in deeply, my back tensed and my head fell back.
As he stared at me, he bent down and brushed his lips between the nape of my neck and my shoulder.
“You are this beautiful… how could anyone dare to disobey you?”
With the slick, saliva-glossed peak caught between his fingers, he squeezed and kneaded my chest, and my body twisted of its own accord.
The heat of Lionel’s breath against my skin was as rough and scorching as the way he drove into me.
Wrapping an arm around my unsteady body, which kept trying to fall backward, he thrust his hips up fiercely. The strength of his arms, as if binding me so I could not escape, made me feel security and unease at the same time.
It was because an urge like heat was surging up from deep inside.
“N-no….”
The moment Lionel keenly sensed the change in me and began pressing and rubbing and driving into that spot, I could no longer endure it.
The pleasure that had been building crashed all at once, exploding in a wave that washed my vision white.
“Hah…!”
As I gasped, swept up in the dizzying rapture of climax, he kissed me gently and whispered:
“So… this time, will you give me merit points, or demerits?”
As he asked, he pressed inside me again, stimulating me insistently, and I cried out in a rush.
“Merit points. I will give you a thousand merit points.”
I did not know how many points one could give in this world’s academy, but surely it could not be more than that.
“Wow.”
Lionel’s eyes crinkled at the corners.
“So that is how much I mean to you, Professor.”
“O-of course.”
“Then I suppose I should give you even more pleasure….”
It was right then.
Lionel’s expression suddenly hardened, and he turned sharply toward the door.
The moment an ominous premonition struck, he quickly withdrew from me and said:
“It seems we are not the only visitors.”
W-what. Of all times, why now?
Gathering the underwear that had fallen to the floor and his own clothes in haste, Lionel took my hand and led me somewhere.
When he shifted the arrangement of the books on the shelf, it slid open with a soft sound, creating a gap, and we slipped inside. As he activated the mechanism within and returned the shelf to its original position, the visitors appeared just in time.
“This is the room Lionel used to stay in.”
…It was Dantère’s voice.
Above my head, I heard Lionel mutter a quiet curse.
I felt exactly the same.
“I was not particularly curious.”
Vivian’s voice followed, tinged with a sigh.
“I did not realize the difference would be this great. It really is impressive.”
This time, it was Ardin.
“Hm. In what way.”
“Normally, the rooms students use are double rooms and not even half this size. Depending on the conditions, you can get a single room, but even then, it is nowhere near this spacious.”
“I see. This is the power of money and authority, after all.”
When Vivian clicked her tongue, Ardin laughed.
“Money and authority alone would not make it possible. It was a privilege granted because Lord Luanax entered as the top student.”
How did those three end up walking around together?
‘Halid… aAre you sparring to your heart’s content…?’
It was truly pitiful, the one always left out.
Of course, regardless of how I felt, Halid was surely enjoying himself, which only made me sigh all the more.
In any case, it seemed the uninvited guests had not noticed our presence.
When I tilted my head back to look at Lionel, I saw that he was still half undressed, having had no time to straighten his clothes.
‘That was a close call. Thank goodness.’
Meeting my gaze, he lowered his head and pressed a light kiss to my forehead.
It had all started because I had told him to try on that ill-fitting academy uniform, but it had been far too fun and enjoyable to regret.
After all, it let me imagine what Lionel must have been like when he was a student at the Academy.
