But Silviaâs hazel eyes kept flicking to Lor.
To his shirtâthe very one she had sniffed, clutched to her chest like a loverâs pillow, her pussy throbbing at the memory of her own desperate release.
She focused on her strict teacherâs persona, forcing composure, but her thighs pressed together under her skirt, betraying her lingering arousal.
She cleared her throat, her voice steadying. "Now... if the mana flow is split across dual nodes, the stabilizationâ"
Her voice cracked slightly.
She coughed, her cheeks flushing as she adjusted her glasses, her generous chest rising with a quick breath.
In the middle rows, Viora and Myra leaned toward each other, whispering behind raised notebooks, their eyes darting to the back corner.
"Look at them," Myra hissed, her brunette curls bouncing as she leaned closer, her full breasts pressing against her desk. "They totally fucked."
"Are you sure?" Viora muttered, her green hair falling into her eyes, her curvy thighs shifting under her skirt. "I donât think she would have done it with Lor. I though she had more fancy taste."
"Girl, look at her legs. Theyâre still shaking. Look at him. Thatâs a man who got it," Myra said, her voice low but sharp, her gaze narrowing with a mix of envy and intrigue.
They giggled quietly but also glared at Kiara, their eyes flicking to her plush thighs, still quivering faintly, and Lorâs relaxed posture, his shirt slightly rumpled, crumbs from his rushed morning long forgotten.
Meanwhile, Eva shot Olivia a look that needed no words, her green eyes glinting with knowing amusement, her dark blue hair with its pink streak catching the light.
Olivia returned it with the faintest smirk, crossing her legs under the desk, her full breasts rising as she twirled a pen between her fingers.
Nellie, book open, eyes forward, wrote diligently, her ash-brown braids swaying slightly, her small breasts rising with steady breaths under her top.
But even her ears perked up a little more than usual, her freckled cheeks flushing faintly as she caught the charged air, her thick thighs pressing together under her desk.
She wasnât immune to the sudden tension charging the room like ozone before a storm.
At the center of it all, Lor and Kiara sat like gravity wells, drawing eyes without trying.
Their auras bled into the airâsex, danger, affection, claimingâa magnetic pull that made students shift closer unconsciously, their whispers trailing off.
They didnât care what Miss Silvia was teaching, their minds still tangled in the classroomâs dusty heat, in Kiaraâs witchlight glow and Lorâs cunning touch.
Kiara leaned in during a pause, her lips brushing close to Lorâs ear, her breath warm and teasing. "Theyâre all watching."
Lor smiled, his hazel eyes glinting with amusement, his thigh pressing against hers under the desk. "Thanks to you, now Iâm a spotlight."
She smirked, her hand casually sliding up his thigh beneath the desk, not enough to be obviousâjust enough to make him shift, his cock twitching faintly in his pants.
Her fingers grazed the fabric, teasing the edge of his arousal, her icy blue eyes sparkling with mischief.
And from the corner of the roomâ
A stare. Cold. Lingering.
Someone watched them longer than the others.
Not with curiosity. Not with hunger.
But with hostility.
A girl sat beneath the shadow of the last window, hands tight around her desk, her eyes sharp and unyielding, her posture rigid.
Her gaze cut through the room, fixed on Lor and Kiara, her silence heavier than the chatter around her.
And she wasnât smiling.
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The final bell rang with a chime of mana-tones, its ethereal hum echoing through the classroom, signaling the end of the day.
The room emptied like a bottle uncorked, boots scuffing the stone floors, chairs scraping, voices rising and fallingâcasual, bored, buzzing with after-school plans.
Students spilled into the halls, their chatter a lively current, but Lor and Kiara were in their own rhythm, untouched by the chaos around them.
They left hand-in-hand, ignoring the scattered stares from classmates still half-certain theyâd walked in carrying the scent of sex, their bodies close, her full breasts brushing his arm, his fingers grazing her waist.
The glow of their earlier intimacy clung to themâsubtle, shimmering in Kiaraâs icy blue eyes and Lorâs soft hazel gaze, a quiet claim in the way they moved together.
"Let me drop you off," Lor said as they stepped into the soft orange haze of the academy courtyard, the air warm with the scent of old stone, spellfire, and faint summer wind, his voice low and teasing.
Kiara snorted, tugging him gently along, her dark bangs falling into her eyes, her plush thighs shifting under her skirt, her pussy still tingling faintly from their morning.
"Not when youâre the boyfriend. And I drop you off."
"That doesnât even make sense," he said, his hazel eyes glinting with a playful challenge.
"It does in my relationship," she shot back, her voice warm but firm, her full breasts rising with a quick breath.
He opened his mouth to argue, but she kissed his cheek, her lips soft and lingering, not giving him the chance to retort, her spicy perfume enveloping him as they walked.
They strolled down the cobbled streets, where mana-lamps flickered on with pale blue glow, casting soft pools of light.
Market stalls lingeredâvendors calling half-hearted deals as they packed up for the night, the scent of grilled meat and sweet spices heavy in the air.
Kiara stopped them near a faded red stall built of crooked planks and alchemy-sealed ropes, the smell of honey-roasted chicken wafting from an open pan.
They sat on a small bench tucked by the stallâs side, their thighs pressed together, warmth bleeding between them.
Lor ordered skewers of honey-roasted chicken, steamed rice wrapped in banana leaves, and mugs of cold pearlberry cider, the tart sweetness cooling their throats.
"Youâre going to feed me," Kiara declared, her icy blue eyes sparkling with mischief, her full breasts shifting as she leaned closer.
"I am?" Lor raised a brow, his grin widening.
"You are," she insisted, her voice teasing, her thighs brushing his under the bench.