The S-Class Mage is a Gyaru!?-Chapter 96: Arcane Jungle, Part Twenty-Three*

Holy shit, I’m kissing her again.

This time, I go all out. Can you blame me? After all this time watching her be all proper and perfect, feeling her melt against me like this is better than any win in the arena.

Her lips are soft but demanding against mine, like she’s been holding back just as much as I have. When my tongue slides against hers, she makes this little sound in the back of her throat that has my dick throbbing. I can taste the shot we just shared, feel her tongue exploring my mouth like she’s trying to memorize every inch.

The kiss deepens, gets messier. Our tongues battle for dominance while our lips lock and unlock, finding new angles, new ways to make each other moan. A thin line of saliva connects our mouths when we part for air, and fuck if that isn’t the hottest thing I’ve seen all day.

Her fangs catch my bottom lip, tugging just enough to send shivers down my spine, and when I push my tongue back into her mouth, she sucks on it in a way that makes it very clear what else she’d like to be sucking.

Her claws dig into my back again, harder this time, and fuck if that doesn’t make my dick throb. I press closer, trapping her between my body and the pool wall, and the little moan she makes? Straight to my spank bank, baby.

"Careful," she breathes against my lips, but her tail’s wrapping around my thigh, pulling me even closer. Her low voice doesn’t match her expression. Her eyes are wide, like she’s shocked at how this feels. "People are watching..."

"Let ’em," I murmur, sliding one hand down to grab that perfect ass I’ve been dreaming about since day one. "Give ’em a show worth posting about."

She laughs, this breathless little sound that makes my heart do backflips. Her hips roll against mine, and I can feel how hard her nipples are through that fancy-ass bikini.

[Fuck, I wanna see what other sounds I can get her to make...]

"Hey," I pull back just enough to look at her properly. Her lips are swollen from kissing, her carefully styled hair’s a mess, and that proper heiress mask has cracked wide open. She looks fucking incredible. "Wanna get out of here?"

She pretends to think about it, but her tail tightens around my thigh.

"And go where?" She asks, like her claws aren’t still digging into my skin, like we both don’t know exactly where this is heading.

I grin, letting my hand slide a bit lower, under the water where no one can see. Her breath hitches.

"Well," I drawl, watching her pupils dilate as my fingers trace patterns on her inner thigh, "I’ve got some ideas..."

Up ahead, I can hear Haruka still terrorizing Nao, probably giving us cover for this little moment. My bestie’s good like that.

"Ideas?" Reina raises one perfect eyebrow, but her voice is shakier than usual. "Do these ideas involve less clothes?"

"Eventually," I lean in to nip at her ear, relishing the way she shivers. "Probably. Maybe. We’ll see."

Her claws rake down my back again, and this time I’m the one moaning.

"Well then," she purrs, and holy shit, when did proper little Reina learn to make her voice do THAT? "Lead the way."

She says that, but getting out of the pool while you’re trying to eat someone’s face is harder than it looks.

Water’s splashing everywhere as I lift Reina out, and holy shit, watching her body rise from the water, that black bikini clinging to every curve? My dick’s so hard it hurts.

[Been dreaming about this view since day fucking one.]

The walk to the elevator’s torture in the best way. Her claws keep "accidentally" dragging across my abs, making my dick twitch in my swim trunks. Each brush of skin on skin has me thinking about all those times I jerked off imagining this exact scenario.

"Excited?" She purrs when we get in the elevator, her hand sliding down to grab my cock through the wet fabric. Her touch makes my hips buck forward automatically.

"Fuck," I breathe as she squeezes. "You have no idea how long I’ve wanted-"

"Oh, I’m pretty sure I do," she cuts me off, using her other hand to guide my fingers between her legs. Her own dick’s finally stiffening up. "You’re not exactly subtle."

"Hehe, right."

The elevator ride’s only three floors but it feels like forever. By the time we stumble out, we’re both breathing hard and I’ve got my hand wrapped around her shaft through her bikini, feeling it throb against my palm.

Thank fuck our room’s close.

Every step is a new kind of torture. Her tail’s wrapped around my thigh, pulling me closer with each movement. Our cocks keep rubbing together through the wet fabric, and her claws are leaving marks on my shoulders that everyone’s gonna see tomorrow.

[Worth it. So fucking worth it.]

"Key," she pants against my mouth as I press her against our door. "Get the fucking key."

It takes three tries to get the card in because she won’t stop grinding against me, both our dicks rock hard and leaking precum into our swimsuits.

I barely get the door closed before Reina’s shoving me against it. Her mouth’s hot on my neck, fangs scraping skin as her hands yank at my swim trunks.

Her breath on my skin is like fire, and now she’s wrapping her fingers around my cock while I do the same to hers.

[Oh man, oh man, oh fuck.]

She pulls back just enough to look at me, those blue eyes dark with something that promises trouble.

Then she’s on her knees.

My bikini hits the floor and holy FUCK, the way she’s looking at my dick? Like she wants to devour it? That’s going straight into the spank bank forever.

"Geez..." she murmurs, running her tongue up my shaft while her own cock throbs between her legs. "Looks bigger in person."

My eyes widen.

[Yeah... She’s for sure seen the videos.]

Her mouth wraps around the head of my dick and my brain short-circuits. Her tongue swirls around the tip while her hand works the shaft, and fuck, those little moans she’s making? The way she’s looking up at me through her lashes while her own cock leaks precum onto the floor?

[This is really happening. This is actually fucking happening.]

"Shit," I breathe, tangling my fingers in her hair as she takes me deeper. "Fuck, princess, your mouth..."

She hums around my cock, the vibrations making my knees weak. One of her hands is stroking her own dick while she sucks me off, and the sight of proper little Reina jerking herself off while she blows me?

Unreal.

[The proper little heiress, on her knees with my dick in her mouth and her own cock in her hand... If only her dad could see her now.]

"Wait," I manage, even though it physically pains me to say it. "Get up here."

She pulls off with a wet pop, looking confused until I drag her up for a kiss. I can taste myself on her tongue and fuck if that isn’t hot. Our cocks press together as I pull her close, both of us moaning at the contact.

"Want you," I breathe against her lips, reaching between us to wrap my hand around both our dicks. "Wanted you since day one. Every time you raised your hand in class, every time you looked at me with those fuck-me eyes..."

She giggles.

"That so?" She pulls back, leaning against the dresser. "Show me."

I kneel in front of her, this time.

She hesitates just a little, probably some of that "futas shouldn’t be doing this with each other" stuff going through her head, but then she pulls her own dick out.

Her dick’s right in front of me. Pulsing. I can see the veins on it, how it throbs with every breath she takes. It’s wet at the tip, a bead of precum sitting in the slit like it’s waiting for my mouth.

[I can’t believe she’s lettin’ me do this...]

I look up at her, locking eyes as I wrap my fingers around her shaft. She inhales sharp when I give it a squeeze, her eyelids fluttering.

"Fuck," she breathes, and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard.

I lean in, running my tongue along the underside of her cock from base to tip. Naturally, there’s a mild taste of chlorine, but I don’t give a shit. When I swirl my tongue around the head, she lets out this little whimper that goes straight to my own dick.

[Who knew the Ice Queen could make sounds like that?]

I take her into my mouth, just the tip at first, relishing the weight of her on my tongue. She’s hot and hard and everything I’ve been fantasizing about. When I look up at her through my lashes, her head’s tipped back, exposing the long line of her throat.

[Goddamn, she’s beautiful.]

I start to bob my head, taking her deeper with each pass. Her fingers tangle in my hair, claws pricking my scalp in the best way. Every inch of her cock is velvet steel against my tongue, throbbing in time with her heartbeat.

"Akari," she moans, and fuck if that doesn’t make me double my efforts. I want to hear her say my name like that again and again.

I grab her hips, pulling her closer, taking her all the way to the back of my throat. When her cock hits my gag reflex, I swallow around her, my throat muscles massaging the head. She cries out, her hips bucking forward instinctively.

[That’s it, baby. Fuck my face. Use me.]

Her claws dig into my shoulders as she starts to thrust, shallow little movements that make my eyes water. I can feel her balls brushing my chin with each pass, can taste the precum leaking steadily from her slit.

My own cock’s so hard it hurts, bobbing neglected between my legs. I reach down with one hand, giving myself a few quick strokes. The dual sensation of her cock in my mouth and my hand on my dick is almost too much.

[I could cum just from this, just from sucking her off.]

But I don’t want to. Not yet. I want to make her fall apart first, want to see that proper princess mask shatter completely.

I pull off her cock with a wet pop, replacing my mouth with my hand. Her shaft’s slick with my spit, making the glide easy as I start to stroke her hard and fast.

"Look at you," I purr, voice rough from having her dick down my throat. "The perfect heiress, falling to pieces for a low-class gyaru. What would daddy say?"

Her eyes flash at that, the blue almost swallowed by the black of her pupils. She snarls, the sound vibrating through her chest.

"Don’t talk about my father when your hand’s on my cock."

I laugh, leaning in to flick my tongue over the weeping head.

"Oh? Then what should I talk about, princess? How bad you want me? How long you’ve been fantasizing about this?"

I punctuate each question with a twist of my wrist, my grip tightening on the upstroke.

I take her back into my mouth, my cheeks hollowing as I suck hard. She keens, her hips stuttering forward. I can tell she’s close by the way her cock pulses against my tongue, by the way her thighs are trembling.

[C’mon, baby. Let go. Cum for me.]

I double down, bobbing my head faster, taking her deeper. My own cock’s leaking a steady stream of precum onto the floor, my balls drawn up tight against my body. I’m so close, so fucking close...

"Akari, I’m... ahh, fuck, I’m gonna..."

[Yes. Yes! Give it to me!]

Her whole body goes rigid, her claws digging into my shoulders hard enough to draw blood. Then she’s cumming, hot spurts of jizz coating my tongue and throat. I swallow it all, milking her through it, my own orgasm cresting over me like a wave.

I pull off, gasping, my hand still wrapped around her cock. She’s looking down at me with something like wonder in her eyes, her chest heaving.

"Holy shit," she breathes, brushing her thumb over my swollen bottom lip. "That was..."

"Yeah," I grin, pressing a kiss to her palm. "It was."

I stand up, wincing a bit as my knees protest. Fuck, I’m gonna be feeling this tomorrow.

Worth it, though. So fucking worth it.

I pull her in for a kiss, messy and deep. She moans into my mouth, her tongue chasing the taste of herself. When we break apart, we’re both panting.

"So," I drawl, running my fingers down her chest. "Round two?"

The look she gives me is pure sin, full of promise and heat. She steps back, crooking a finger at me as she moves towards the bed.

"Round two," she purrs, her eyes dark and wanting. "And three, and four..."