Chapter 113: Homely. Welcoming **

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When someone asks another to walk with them, one would expect some dialogue, and Eloise had indeed planned for it. Alas, her tongue refused to cooperate. She was walking so much ahead of Caius just so he wouldn’t see the nervous look on her face.

Still, Caius could tell. Her face might have been turned away but the rest of her body was jittery enough to betray the expression she was trying to keep away from view. It was also not at all hard to deduce where they were headed once they had walked a bit.

As such, he was not surprised when they stopped at a familiar wall. A wall he had only gotten to learn was actually a door because of Kaya last week.

What did surprise him, however, was when Eloise pulled the door open and revealed that the room behind it was far from what he remembered. It hardly even looked like a storage closet anymore.

There were Mana lamps against the wall to cast a cool glow all over the room. Not too bright and just dim enough to induce a certain mood. There were decorations hung all over not in an attempt at celebration but rather a clear attempt to make it different. Homely. Welcoming.

Flowers bloomed from vines so perfectly wrapped around the shelves that they disguised what they were and made them look just like tools to keep the ornamental decorations in the room up.

And that was what it was now; A room. Complete with what looked like a makeshift bed whose material Caius was not entirely sure about because there was a beautiful cover spread all over it.

’Kaya,’ Caius thought. Many of the additions to this room were made by her. Probably directed by Eloise who likely had more of an eye for placement.

"We had it prepared over the weekend," Eloise said still looking away from Caius to stroke her hand through the flowers,

"It’s amazing what Kaya can achieve with her Magic."

"It is," Caius agreed and then his lips twitched in a bit of amusement,

"But this is... interesting. Have you wondered what the janitors will think next time they visit what they still think is their storage closet?"

Eloise shrugged.

"It’s been here for days and they’ve never visited. I don’t think they use it all that much. Makes it perfect I think."

Caius looked at the flowers again. Permeating the entire room with a wonderful scent. Was Eloise still keeping it up with her magic right now? Likely not. Nature Magic was capable of creating permanent growth. Especially if it was flowers that didn’t particularly do anything more than be flowers. He suspected she visited every day though to use her magic to spruce it up.

Eloise had thought that leading him here, showing him how what she and Kaya had done to what had previously been an impromptu meeting room, would help with her nerves but they were worse than ever. She felt herself starting to hyperventilate.

’Can I do this?’ She asked herself, well aware the minutes were ticking by and Break was nearing an end but her body just wouldn’t let her turn around.

And then she felt Caius’s hand grab her arm and pull her so she spun and into his hold as one arm now wrapped around her waist as her chest pressed into his.

Their lips were pressing against each other soon enough in a kiss that started gently but quickly became more urgent and insistent. Eloise wrapped her arms around Caius’s neck and used him as leverage to pull herself up his body until she was using all of her weight to push him back and into the shelf behind.

Her legs went up Caius’s body until she was completely off the ground. She gripped him so tightly that there was no chance of her slipping but still, one of Caius’ hands went below to support her ass as his tongue delved and explored her mouth.

Eloise wasn’t entirely sure where the sheer drive came from—Maybe it had been pent up for far too long—but she was soon using her arms around Caius’ neck to pull him away from the shelf and then directing him towards the makeshift bed a few inches away from them.

Caius felt it as they fell and braced himself. But then he felt one of Eloise’s hands around his neck loosen up to swish around in what was clearly a spell-casting motion. Sure enough, a low thrum of vibrations gripped them both and made them settle onto the makeshift bed. Gentle as could be.

Eloise’s arms were no longer around Caius’s neck. Both of her hands were now bracing her weight on either side of his head.

When Caius began to alternate between the sucking of each of her lips, her arms grew weak and flopped against the bed while her entire body felt like it melted over and into Caius and she could not have been happier. Not in that moment anyway.

Caius had both his hands on her asscheeks now, rubbing through the material of her skirt and leggings and causing blood to flow even harder towards his member than it already was.

And then he flipped them around so Eloise’s back was on the bed instead. He pulled up from their kiss as well to look down into her face. The first face he saw when he arrived in this world. At a time when he was still so confused about what sort of dream he had been thrust into.

Eloise searched his eyes for a second before she arched her back off the bed to press her lips against his and pull him back into the kiss he had pulled away from. The moment their lips connected, Eloise’s arm went around his neck to pull him back down and as hard against her as possible.

One of her legs wrapped around his back while the other leveraged the ground below to rock her lower half against him. Against the hardening in his pants. A hardening that filled her with as much anticipation as fear.

It was a good kind of fear though. If there ever is a good kind.

Much as Eloise tried to keep his face against hers, Caius managed to pull free and pressed his lips to her neck, angling himself in a way that put enough space between his and Eloise’s body so a hand could glide down the front of her shirt and undo a few buttons.

Eloise gasped at the feeling of being stripped but she was leaning even harder off the bed so she could shrug out of her Uniform Jacket. Once the last buttons of her shirt had been undone, she got out of those as well. Now all she had on, on the upper half of her body, was the bra holding her sizable tits in place.

Caius’s lips explored her neck, his tongue stroked across her skin, resulting in a tickling but no less, thrilling feeling that had Eloise letting out satisfied breaths. Her breaths became heaving when Caius’s exploration went lower and his lips were soon in her cleavage.

One of Caius’s hands wrapped around her back—the move facilitated by Eloise’s arches—and his fingers found the clasp keeping her underwear in place. He undid the clasp and let her breasts fall out in a satisfying wobble before the two settled, looking as perky as they would have had she been standing. Her nipples were pointing to the ceiling, the hardest Eloise had ever seen or felt them being.

When Caius trailed a palm across one of the nipples while his fingers stroked the flesh of the breast as a whole, Eloise clenched her teeth and sucked in a breath in a bit of a whistle at the intensity of the sensations that followed. An intensity that took her by surprise.

And then the intensity was hiked up by multiple notches when Caius’s exploring lips trailed across the breast her hand was not exploring, quickly finding his way to her other very erect nipple to grab into his mouth and suck.

Eloise’s teeth unclenched then and a moan ripped through her lips in a manner that sent ripples of sound waves all over the small Room.