After several long moments Chris nodded once.
"Excellent," he said. "It is almost as if you loved me. I like it."
Hinata pulled back, glaring at him through her glasses before looking away. "Whatever."
"So… What more do you have for me?" Chris asked. "My master is not going to be assuaged with just good kisses."
Hinata immediately stepped closer again.
She tilted her head and began kissing the side of his neck; soft, open-mouthed presses that trailed down to his collarbone.
Her fingers worked the buttons of his shirt, as they opened one by one.
Chris's pale skin soon came into view, smooth and impossibly flawless. His pink nipples stood out against the expanse of his chest; small, sensitive, and hardening slightly in the cool air.
Below them lay the faint trace of abs; the subtle definition that spoke of strength hidden beneath elegance.
She closed her mouth over one nipple, sucking it gently, as her tongue circled the peak. Her other hand slid into his golden hair, her fingers threading through the strands, tugging lightly.
Chris, however, remained stoic and observing, watching every movement and technique she used on him.
Hinata's hands moved lower. She unbuckled his belt with composed fingers, pulled the zipper down, and let his cock spring free.
It stood thick and hard, flushed at the head, with delicate veins prominent along the shaft.
Hinata's face—and everyone's face, actually—flushed crimson at the sight. She stared at it for a heartbeat, then leaned down and took him into her mouth.
Her lips sealed around him. She sucked leisurely at first, with her tongue swirling over the tip of His cock, tracing the ridge beneath.
Then she sank deeper, her cheeks gouging as she took more of him. Wet sounds filled the room—soft slurps, the occasional gag when he nudged the back of her throat. She bobbed steadily, with one hand stroking the base while the other cupped his balls, rolling them gently.
After several minutes she pulled off with a wet slurp.
Like she was desperate for it, Hinata immediately brought a chair for Chris to sit on.
She immediately reached behind her back, and unhooked her bra, letting it fall off. Her moderate breasts spilled out without restraint; supple, round, and the nipples already tight.
She pressed them together around his cock, sliding them up and down the shaft in long-winded strokes. The friction was warm, tight, and slippery from her saliva.
Then she stood up, and straddled him.
She shifted her panties to the side with one hand, then grabbed and guided Chris's cock to her dripping pussy. She sank down slowly, taking him inch by inch until he was buried inside her. A soft moan escaped her lips, as her face flushed harder.
"Wai— Hinata, are you serious?!" Shiki yelled, his voice cracking, but with a face scarlet red. And a visible bulge straining against his briefs.
Hinata did not answer him.
She began to move, in slow rolls of her hips at the start, then faster bounces.
Her breasts jiggled with each drop. The naughty wet sounds echoed, as their skin slapped against each other, and the slick glide of him inside her accelerating.
She leaned forward, bracing her hands on Chris's shoulders, and continued riding him harder.
After several minutes she stood up and turned, presenting her back. She sank down into his cock again in reverse, her ass pressing against his hips as she bounced.
Her back arched, as her head fell back. Her dark green hair swayed with every movement. Her breaths came faster, louder, and sharper.
Finally, her body tensed up, her thighs trembling. Then she orgasmed with a muffled cry, her walls clenching around him like a baby's mouth to their mother's breast.
She soon slumped against his chest, breathing hard against his chin.
Chris adjusted his glasses and nodded.
"You pass in flying colors." His voice remained stone cold. "With you, Hachimoto-san, and this other woman who shows palpable desire for my master, his sexual tension would be well taken care of."
Hinata lifted her head to him, still twisting her hips with his cock still penetrated.
She looked at him for a long moment, then leaned in and kissed him again; more intensely this time, as if she meant it.
"Hey, what's the rush?" she murmured against his lips, "I have m-more to show you, you jerk. L-Let's play some more."
Chris studied her face earnestly. "I might be wrong, but have you taken a liking to me?"
"O-Of course not!" Hinata snapped, her cheeks burning. "Just because you're strong and cool and beautiful, you think you can order us around. I actually hate your guts!"
"I thought so too," Chris said lightly. Then he eased her back, letting his cock free, so he could refasten his shirt and slacks. "Channel that passion for my master, and he will be in good hands."
Before leaving, Chris turned to the boys, disappointed. "Please, ladies, teach them what to do so they do not embarrass your group. As for the other one hundred seventy hidden members of the Occult club—"
The five club members shuddered as he named the exact number of their entire group. Palpable shock rippling across their faces.
"—I will personally screen them at a leisure time. But with these three ladies, my master would thrive here. All that remains is that he still has interest to become a member."
"About the Void Keeper he mentioned…" Nagumo spoke up quietly. "About Thyúiowre… He was kidding, right? He wasn't referring to the Titan of the spirit borders, was he?"
"Naturally." Chris smiled. "My master is what you might call a 'chuunibyou.' He does not seriously mean the things he says. He only wanted to play with video games, that is all."
He straightened his coat one final time.
"Dress yourselves," he said. "I will inform Rin-sama of the conditional approval."
Chris unlocked the door and stepped out without another word.
The six students stood in stunned silence, half-dressed, with hearts pounding.
Akane looked at Hanako, and Hanako looked back. Both of them were smiling.
CLAP!
Then they gave themselves a high-five.
"Success!"
They had succeeded in keeping their bodies for Rin alone, as per their hidden agreement, just after Chris suddenly ordered them to undress.
"Uh, Hinata?" Shiki nervously called the breathing mess on the ground, "Are you alright?"
Nagumo had already started to get dressed again, then he looked at the group.
"I don't know about Akane…" he said coldly, "But if you guys observed the way this Chris controlled his magic power… He can't possibly be a human, right?"
"He… He's a true beast."
"Shut up for a second, Oka-san," a blue vein popped on Nagumo's forehead.