Reilin scrambled off my lap, gushing spend across my leg.
"Cor-" my heart caught in my throat, fog rolled, and Aurelie let out one final, ecstatic wail in a spinning storm of light. Everyone jumped to their feet, screaming. She just looked at me, eyes welling.
Mascara already smeared?
"Cora what's wrong?"
What a stupid question.
She looked from me to Reilin and back. I straightened my skirt.
"Thank you! Thank you!" Aureli called, followed by a voice like unfiltered thunder, "The Court of Wands greets you, Bloom students!", shaking every bone in my body.
Cora snatched me by my wrist with both hands and yanked, pulling me out of my seat and dragging me to the door. The hall beyond was empty but for the two of us.
"Cora...", Every step I'd taken, the whirlwind of the morning pelted me. How did I not run out of cum?
"You cheated..." she said, eyes wide, staring into mine.
Yes.
My mouth was dry.
It's obvious. Don't lie to her.
"Yeah, but..."
How do I even explain what happened? I stood there like a moron, tracing a pleat of my skirt.
"So did I." She huffed, grabbed my face, and said, "I don't care."
What?
Her lips met mine and I parted, letting her take up space within me.
My number one spot... My anchor...She cheated?
How the fuck could I judge? I kissed her back, deep, the cord between us thrumming.
Her hands pressed to my chest, smoothing my shirt as she lowered into a squat. Tracing down my belly, then my skirt, she flipped it up, and said, "Mine..."
You can't... "Haaa~" I was still post-sex tender, still wet with Reilin, her lips closed on it, her tongue flicked, "Mmmf-mmm..."
Hot breath rolled from her nose, and I felt myself getting hard.
"Cora...", she took it deeper, thrumming along it.
I'm sorry.
The words echoed in my chest, up my spine. It was her voice, fed through invisible wire.
"Mmmmh" she sucked, nuzzling it into her mouth. The sensation was so intense, this was too out in the open, any moment some girl with a small bladder was going to come rushing out of those doors. I needed to regain some small bit of control.
I pulled back, inching out and then popping free, wet and twitching.
"Did it not feel good?" her lip quivered.
"It did... It did, there's just so many reasons." I pressed down my skirt, willing it to go away.
Lowering onto my knees, I placed my hands on her shoulders, "I'm not upset with you. We'll make this right, okay?"
She nodded and made herself smile, "Okay Ser."
Aureli's voice still boomed in the auditorium. I got up and helped Cora to her feet, realizing a certain brass-skinned voyeur had her face sticking through the wall.
"Is this her? Ainset asked, gliding toward us.
How do you know Cora?
"Bubblegum hair, juicy thighs... Yeah, I'd ruin my academic career for a bathhouse run at this," Ains said, whirligigging around Cora's back.
Right.
Cora let out a shaky giggle; I routed her hair behind her ear, "This is Ainset, my probation officer..."
Honesty.
"...and one of the girls, Esprit, I cheated with," Cora only winced for an instant. We weren't going to navigate this hiding from each other. If I wanted things to work, I had to do the hard part.
"I am not a steal-your-girl," Ains pouted, "Every gulp was institutionally mandated. Except, maybe the washroom panty suckles?"
Yeah, that was personal.
"O-okay. Huh, you are in panties... Whose clothes are you wearing? Is that eyeliner?" the words came out fast, she looked offended, "You have a braided pony with a bow!"
"We're girlifying her for science." Ainset said, looking so proud.
What the fuck...
"But she's, my man. Where's the harness? You can't just ditch the harness..." she reached under my skirt and thumbed where the bottom strap should have been.
"It'll be back," I reassured her, "This get-up's not permanent, they're just testing things."
Cora rocked on her toes, thinking and nibbling at the nail of her other thumb, until Ains interrupted, "Was that your first time giving head?" Her arms were on her bar, chin perched, looking genuinely curious.
You don't just ask that. Blush radiated from Cora's cheeks.
"Because props if it was. Most girls don't think to tuck their teeth. I can practically taste the cream pie in the air... hints of burnt sugar...and that's a big no-no, I don't want to tattle but I kind of have to," she just kept blathering.
Does the truth stick work on her too? She cannot have a sixth sense for cream pies.
"You're going to have to take those loads in your mouth, I can give you some pointers. You are freshly cream pied right? One-time free pass, don't lie to me..."
Who even was it? A guy? Did you let them cum inside?
Cora's eyes were set; she squeezed my thigh. I hated this feeling, my stomach clenching. I was being a hypocrite, and I couldn't help it.
"I-" she stammered, "My Esprit..."
Wait- when did you? We both agreed to this. It being an Esprit should have lessened the sting, but my body held onto its reaction, pulse hammering, eyes stinging.
Ainset placed a hand on my shoulder, and the other on Cora's, "You two are so cute. I'm shipping Serica Cora, not Serica Reilin, she's a bit witchy."
Another short wince, she was feeling this too. She caught me in the act, and instead of running, brought me out here and proved she wasn't going to run. I owed her a show of support. I fought back the growing rumble, and smiled, "You bound an Esprit?"
"You don't- you don't want to know," she stifled a laugh, biting her lip.
"Come on, I don't care what rank it is, that's huge..." I clasped her hand at my thigh, "Where is she?"
"Mmhmm," Ainset nodded, "If you two are going to be slobbering each other all day I'll need someone to keep me busy, unless you want to ménage."
I'm sure you'll find a way to push that.
"It's just, it's- Brumer."
Flame licked into form behind her, curling, spreading, into a familiar shape that did not look glad to see me.