That wasn't exactly surprising. Irene and Prince Julius had elental skills that were directly opposed to each other. Their abilities weren't just re magic; they were forces of nature, fire and water, Inferno and Atlantis, locked in an eternal clash of power.
These weren't your ordinary fireballs or water blasts; their magic had the potential to wreak havoc on a monuntal scale, capable of laying waste to entire nations with a re flick of their fingers.
The Magic Knights were likely at their wit's end because they couldn't do anything against the prince, hence why they ca to the academy.
So Irene not being in the classroom ant she was talking with the Magic Knights.
"Did I answer your questions?" Gabrielle asked.
I grinned and took her hand to help her up, then turned her around and pushed her onto the desk. Her ass was now facing , along with that pink flower and her pinkish little hole. They were mine and mine alone. Feeling an overwhelming sense of conquest, I couldn't contain myself and began licking her pussy again while stimulating her swollen clit.
"Haaah~ nnnh, ahhh, aang... hah~ fuaaahhh~!"
After lavishing her with my tongue for a while, she reached a delicate climax, her legs trembling with pleasure.
"Ahhhh... Enough... Please... Haa... Haa.... Put it in already, M-Master..."
I rose to my feet, my cock throbbing with anticipation as I nestled it between her supple ass cheeks. But just as I was about to enter her...
We were abruptly interrupted by a knocking on the door. Both of us froze, our eyes snapping towards the source of the disturbance.
"Professor Gabrielle, are you there? Hello? Um, I have sothing to ask of you. Can I please co in?"
"Isn't that... Princess Myrcella?" I muttered.
Gabrielle glanced back at .
"You locked the door, right?"
"I did," I admitted. "But I think I might not have done it properly."
"You what?"
A mischievous grin spread across my face. "My bad," I confessed.
"You don't look sorry at all!" she exclaid, her tone tinged with irritation.
"Professor Gabrielle? I'm coming in, okay?" ca the voice from the other side of the door.
***
Myrcella's POV
As I opened the door, I saw Professor Gabrielle sitting behind her desk, her head resting on the surface. Ah, she must have been asleep. I felt a twinge of guilt for disturbing her slumber, but I needed her guidance.
"Uhm, excuse , professor? Are you awake?"
"Heh? Uh, Y-Yes, I'm awake. Ah, Princess Myrcella, do you need for sothing?"
"Ah, yes," I replied. Then, I noticed sothing was off about Professor Gabrielle. As a forr Magic Knight, she was always composed and poised, a woman I admired greatly. It saddened when she left the order, but I was grateful to see her again, even if only as a professor. However, her deanor now was anything but composed. She looked flushed, her breathing uneven, and she was sweating profusely.
Sothing seed amiss.
"Do you have a fever, Professor? Your face looks kind of red..." My concern deepened as I observed her flushed complexion.
"Oh... Ah, I just feel hot because I was sorting sothing out until a few monts ago. Anyway, what do you want with ?" Her voice seed strained, and beads of sweat dotted her forehead.
"Oh, about that," I began.
"Hng?!" A sudden, unexpected cry escaped from the professor's lips, startling us both. She quickly covered her mouth, her eyes widening with embarrassnt.
"A-Are you really okay, Professor?" I asked, my worry growing.
"I'm fine. I just stubbed my toe on the desk," she replied hastily, though her voice betrayed a hint of discomfort.
"I-Is that all?"
"Yes, that's all," she insisted, though her hurried deanor suggested otherwise. "Anyway, what is it you want again?"
"Oh, um, I'm seeking your advice, Professor Gabrielle. Is that alright?"
"Y-Yes... Please, go ahead, Princess."
"Actually..." I began, choosing to confide in Professor Gabrielle about my worries.
***
Gabrielle's POV
"Actually, my half-brother, Julius, has been avoiding returning ho lately, engaging in constant conflicts with our father and his own mother. I'm perplexed as to why he's beco this kind of person, and witnessing his newfound behavior leaves deeply unsettled. Furthermore, rumors have circulated in the royal castle that he's plotting to overthrow our father's reign and seize power for himself.
Despite Father's efforts to thwart Julius's ambitions thus far, I can't shake the feeling that Julius may eventually succeed. What are your thoughts on this, Professor Gabrielle?"
It was tough to focus on what Princess Myrcella was saying, what with Master starting to lick down there. I felt kind of guilty that she seed serious about her concerns, while I was getting my pussy licked without her knowing. I had to stifle my moans while she was talking. Honestly, I had no clue what she was going on about, couldn't concentrate at all.
But it seed like it was sothing to do with the royal family's issues.
"Princess Myrcella, are you certain... ohhh... certain it's wise to confide in like this? I'm no longer part of the Magic Knights, rember?"
"Well, you're the only one I feel I can turn to, Professor," she replied. "Among the Magic Knights, you're the only one I trust, even though you're no longer among their ranks."
My guilt surged as Princess Myrcella placed her trust in , but paradoxically, I found myself growing more aroused by the situation. I never knew I had such perverse tendencies within . If I could go back and tell my forr self, the one who hadn't even explored masturbation until eting Master, she would be utterly shocked, questioning if we were even the sa person.
Yet, deep down, she would know, because I was her. And now, here I was, finding pleasure while soone sought advice from .
"Hng... I'm not sure I can offer much help or be the one advising you on family matters, Princess Myrcella. However, if you believe... Ahh?!"
A loud moan ripped through my lips, betraying my struggle to maintain composure.
"Professor? Are you really okay?" asked Princess Myrcella.
"Y-Yes... I'm fine," I said, trying to mask the turmoil raging within .
I discreetly glanced down at Master, who was now plunging three fingers in and out of my pussy. What are you up to, Master? Are you enjoying this? Of course, he would be. Master is a sadist, but he underestimates his own sadistic tendencies. I find it oddly appealing, though.
Yet, couldn't he refrain from intentionally making moan like this? What if Princess Myrcella caught on?
"What I'm trying to say is, if you truly believe that my advice can help you, then I'll tell you. But for now, tread cautiously. Keep an eye on things, but refrain from diving in headfirst. Timing is crucial. If you sense it's ti to intervene, then by all ans, go for it. But until then, patience is key.
Do you understand?"
It was a clumsy piece of advice, no doubt about it, but it was the only thing that ca to mind, especially since my thoughts were all over the place thanks to the fingering happening under this table.
"Is that really the best course of action?" she asked, her uncertainty palpable. "Just sitting back and watching?"
"Nnn... W-Well, yes, for now," I struggled to respond, my focus shattered by the relentless stimulation. "You can't stop a storm from brewing, but you can at least try to predict when it'll hit."
"I see," she said, her voice tinged with understanding. "I think I understand now. Thank you for the advice, Professor Gabrielle."
"You're... hng... w-welco, Princess," I managed to reply, the words slipping out amidst the waves of pleasure. "If you ever need guidance, don't hesitate to co to . Even though I'm no longer a Magic Knight or your personal magic instructor like before, I'm still your professor here at the academy. It's my duty to offer advice to my students...
hng~ when they're struggling."
"I'll keep that in mind," Princess Myrcella said. "Well then, I'll take my leave now. Sorry for disturbing you, Professor."
As Princess Myrcella finally departed from my office, the floodgates holding back my moans collapsed.
"Ahhh, ahhhhnn~ ahhhh..."
"Good job suppressing your moans, Gabrielle," Master comnded. "But I couldn't help but notice how tightly your pussy clenched around my fingers the entire ti. Is the thrill of getting fingered while doling out advice that arousing to you?"
"Yes... Ahhh... It's incredibly arousing. I crave it... Ahhh!"
"Well, if the opportunity presents itself," Master said with a wicked grin. "I won't be able to hold back any longer. I'm going to ravish you rcilessly, starting now, Gabrielle. Are you prepared for it?"
He gazed up at , and I t his gaze. Given his statent, the proper response was clear.
"Yes, Master. Pound my holes with your cock and fill them with your hot white cum," I eagerly declared.
And with that, Master began fucking relentlessly.
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