CHAPTER 257: YOU’RE ALLOWED TO BE SELFISH

Cynthia’s climax lasted several minutes and by the time it was starting to wane, she couldn’t form actual words. The wind current that was keeping her somewhat afloat finally shut off and she flopped down to the ground letting out mewls of delight while Caius continued to lick her.

He had been the culprit for her long-running climax, eating her out even while she was at the peak of orgasmic bliss had kept it going.

After a minute or so, Caius raised his head from Cynthia’s crotch and crawled up her body where she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him to her lips.

Cynthia felt weak as she recovered from the intensity of her very recent climax but she found the energy and enthusiasm to suck on Caius’s lips and then his tongue. Despite her body being so sensitive that every touch could set her off, she rocked against Caius’s body.

Her heightened sensitivity was to the point where she actually ached but she welcomed the ache. It always circled back to pleasure anyway.

She and Caius locked lips for minutes. One of his hands found her breasts which he squeezed and kneaded at intervals, never failing to pull the erect nipple that tipped both. His other hand was wrapped around Cynthia where he settled it under her gown and on top of her ass, rubbing it slowly and sensually.

Eventually, though, they separated.

Caius fell to the ground by Cynthia’s side, his chest heaving ever so slightly as he had held his breath quite a bit during the kiss. Cynthia’s chest heaved much harder and she even placed an arm across her forehead in sheer exhaustion. But it was the kind of exhaustion she found that she enjoyed. The kind that made her feel all giddy.

"Going forward, if we will continue this... arrangement," Cynthia said to break the silence that had settled in the hall, "We should set some ground rules."

"We should?" Caius asked gently.

"Yes. Well, just one rule really; Your education must come first before anything else," Cynthia said.

Caius took a few seconds, as if deliberating on what she said, which Cynthia couldn’t help but raise a brow at, because it wasn’t something she felt should have even needed to be said out loud for him to already know.

"Of course," Caius eventually said, "That includes the dance- I mean, Poses, right?"

Cynthia nodded.

"Yes, the Focus-Gathering Poses will be performed fairly regularly," She said and then looked to the side at Caius to add,

"I must ask though, does it actually help you gather Focus?"

"Well—" Caius started and Cynthia was quick to cut in.

"The truth, Caius," she said gently, "Please, tell me the truth."

Caius was staring into her eyes now and he smiled lightly at how she had caught him at the start of a lie. He could have just pressed on and lied still but decided some openness was welcome today.

"No. No, it doesn’t help," he said, "But I don’t think it matters."

"It—" Cynthia started to say when Caius placed a finger on her lips.

"It doesn’t matter," he insisted and took his finger off her lips to touch his hand to her cheek and stroke across the smooth bronze beauty of it as he went into more detail about what he meant,

"I created the complementary poses regardless of the original’s ineffectiveness on me because I wanted to be able to hold you close. To be able to ground you and be someone you can lean on to unleash the true potential of the poses. For yourself.

Did that work?"

There was an intensity in his gaze now, Cynthia observed. One that held her stare and made it impossible for her to wander. It also made it impossible for her to keep her lips sealed when he was asking for an answer.

"Yes. Yes, it did."

She had spent quite a bit of time the past week practicing her individual poses and found them so lacking when compared to what she could do with a partner. What she could do with Caius.

"Then don’t worry about me," Caius said, "I’m fine."

"Admirable of you to say that," Cynthia said with a smile that lit up her face, "But these Extra Lessons are meant to teach you and help you improve magically.

To indulge in poses that don’t serve that purpose is—"

"Selfish?" Caius completed for her with a light smile at the corner of his lips and then continued,

"You’re allowed to be selfish. You don’t need anyone’s permission to go after what you want. You don’t need to be bogged down by how your desires and goals and success would affect someone else.

Take it from me, one of those who will ’suffer’ from you being self-centered."

Caius made a show of making air quotes when he said ’suffer’ to indicate that it was anything but.

Cynthia understood what he meant.

It was because of them performing the poses that led to them being in their current position after all, so while the poses weren’t helping him, Caius was okay with the ’sacrifice’ since he stood to gain pleasure from it.

She smiled at that.

"Alright then," she said.

Caius smiled back and said,

"Alright."

With his hand still touching the Professor’s cheek, he inched closer and so did she until they touched their lips together in a gentle kiss.

As the kiss intensified and their tongues left each other’s mouths and began to entangle, Cynthia wondered how long her one rule of his education being first of all would hold.

Especially today. It just seemed almost impossible for her to even think of how they could go from how they currently were on the ground—sucking each other’s faces off—to discussing the various tactics and mindsets and ways of Combat Magic.

How does one keep things professional and serious after they’ve done as she and Caius had?

She had no answers.

Years of serving in the Acheron Empire’s army as a Combat Mage and many more years teaching the subject at Lochxen had not given her the tools for this. This was all very new which left her very unclear on how things should go.

That was dangerous and left her with nothing to reference it to. She was in completely uncharted waters now. But she had to admit, it made the future all the more interesting. Not knowing how things would go and how they would turn out might have left her blind but it also made her more open to possibilities than she had possibly ever been in all her years of living.

So when she inched her body closer to Caius until she had her breasts pressing into his chest, she couldn’t help but smile against his lips. An uncertain but enthusiastic and excited smile. Caius responded with a smile of his own but it was a lot more confident. A lot more purposeful because unlike Cynthia, he knew where he wanted this to lead.

His hand went from her cheek to her back, stroking across her spine through the silky thin material of her gown until he was at her hip which he grabbed a bit more intensely as they pressed their lower halves together.

Cynthia moaned at that and threw an arm around his neck and a leg around his waist, securing their closeness as the make-out session continued with neither of them having any real concept of time. And they didn’t care to either.

•••

A couple of hours later, Caius walked out of the Lochxen Gate with his shirt buttoned but his Lochxen Uniform jacket in his hand. The day’s extra lesson was over and he had to admit, most of it had passed in a blur.

After he brought Cynthia to satisfaction, he and she had just locked lips from then on. They rolled all over the ground with their hands all over each other’s bodies but they never went further than that. And Caius was fine with that.

Long as it might appear to have been since he first set out on a goal to have Cynthia be a partner of his, things were actually happening ahead of schedule. It had all been sped up by Cynthia’s desire to duel him today because otherwise, Caius would still be playing the long game. Admittedly with things still well in hand.

As he got into the carriage and was taken back home, Caius wondered if there was a version of today where things didn’t turn out as they did. For example, what if he had lost the fuel against Cynthia;

While they had been fighting, Caius had considered that possibility and he’d have to say—cocky as it might seem—that losing would still have gotten him to a similar result. This was because, at the core of it all, he believed Cynthia never really intended to let him go.

But on the off chance that she did send him off instantly after he lost—maybe by opening the portal Gate to deposit him outside her office in the Academy’s corridors—and gave him no chance to work his ’magic’ on her, what then?

Well, he’d probably let things be.

Sure he could try a couple more times to get close but if she was adamant about being away from him, well, there is only so hard one should try with an uninterested partner. Being persistent with the chase should also be tempered with being able to know when to cut your losses and move on.

Still, he was glad such an outcome was only hypothetical. He had long been fond of Cynthia, even since he had read [To Kill A Demon Lord...] and the opportunity to explore a relationship with her was very exciting.