CHAPTER 108: DETENTION

Sister Mirabel’s detention room somehow smelled even mustier than usual today.

Aegis sat at one of the uncomfortable wooden desks, trying to ignore the way her ass was already going numb. Beside her, Serilla lounged in her chair like she was at a spa, somehow making the rigid academy furniture look comfortable.

"This is torture," Serilla announced to no one in particular.

Sister Mirabel didn’t look up from her desk. She had what looked like a crossword puzzle spread in front of her, quill tapping against her lips as she frowned at it.

"Seven letters, starts with P, means ’punishment for wrongdoing’..."

"Penance," Aegis supplied automatically.

"I wasn’t asking for help, Miss Starcaller."

"Sorry."

"No talking during detention."

Serilla let out a dramatic sigh that belonged on a theater stage. She slumped sideways until her head landed on Aegis’s shoulder, pink hair spilling across Aegis’s uniform.

"I’m dying of boredom."

"You’ve been here five minutes."

"Five minutes of my life I’ll never get back." Serilla shifted, getting more comfortable against Aegis’s shoulder. Her perfume probably cost more than Aegis’s entire scholarship. "I could be doing literally anything else right now. Preparing for the Crystal Masquerade. Seducing nobles. Making Liora forget her own name."

Aegis kept her eyes on the wall, determined not to react.

"You know, the Masquerade is going to be divine," Serilla continued, voice taking on a dreamy quality. "All those masks, all that mystery. Do you know they have designated moments where couples can slip away from the main hall? Little alcoves and gardens where star-crossed lovers can..." She turned her head, lips brushing against Aegis’s ear. "Fraternize."

Her breath was warm. Aegis’s cock twitched.

[Don’t react, that’s what she wants. Don’t react. Don’t—]

"I’m going to take Liora to the garden," Serilla whispered, tongue barely grazing Aegis’s earlobe. "Pin her against one of those marble statues and make her—"

"MISS FROST!"

Both girls jumped. Aegis nearly put her hands up like the cops had just walked in. Sister Mirabel was glaring at them over her crossword puzzle.

"No flirting during detention!"

"I-I wasn’t flirting. I was sharing my plans for the Masquerade."

"You were licking Miss Starcaller’s ear."

"I was whispering. My tongue slipped."

"Tongues don’t slip into other people’s ears."

"Mine does. I have a very adventurous tongue, you see."

Sister Mirabel’s face went red. Aegis nearly chuckled, which Serilla noticed. She looked like she was doing her best to hold back a laugh, too.

[Okay, the homewrecker can be funny. Sue me.]

Sister Mirabel opened her mouth, probably to assign them extra detention, when the door opened.

Professor Nazraya walked into the room.

No, walked was the wrong word. She strutted, hips swaying with each step, that tight black skirt hugging every curve. Her heels clicked against the stone floor in a rhythm that echoed in Aegis’s skull as the sight made her mouth go dry.

[Goth mommy looks HOT today as usual, huh?]

Nazraya threw just one glance Aegis’s way before:

"Mirabel, darling, do you have those attendance reports?"

"They’re on my desk," Sister Mirabel said, voice tight. "Which you would know if you ever did your own paperwork."

"Why would I do my own paperwork when you happen to be so good at it?"

Nazraya bent over the desk, ass facing directly toward Aegis and Serilla as she shuffled through papers. The skirt rode up slightly, showing the barest hint of lace underneath.

Aegis’s cock went from casually interested to rock hard in about two seconds.

Beside her, she heard Serilla make a small choking sound. Aegis couldn’t blame her.

[Holy shit. Holy shit. Is she doing this on purpose?]

Nazraya’s ass really was perfect. Round and full and currently being presented to Aegis like a work of art. She shifted slightly, the movement making everything jiggle just enough to be hypnotic.

"These aren’t the right forms," Nazraya said, still bent over.

"They’re literally labeled ’attendance reports.’"

"But they’re from last week."

"You asked for last week’s reports yesterday!"

"Did I? Oh, my apologies, how forgetful of me."

She straightened up slowly, taking her time. Then bent over again, this time reaching for something on the far side of the desk. The skirt stretched tight.

Aegis bit her lip hard enough to hurt. Beside her, Serilla had both hands gripping the edge of her desk, knuckles white.

They made eye contact for a second. Serilla’s pupils were blown wide, a flush spreading across her cheeks. Her cock was making an obvious tent in her skirt.

[Oh god, she’s just as hard as I am.]

Nazraya finally found whatever she was looking for. As she straightened up, she reached behind her back with her right hand and made a subtle gesture toward the door, hand moving in a quick point while Mirabel was distracted by her crossword puzzle again.

"Now, about these reports..."

[She’s helping us escape!]

Aegis didn’t need to be told twice. She grabbed her bag and bolted for the door. Serilla was right behind her, moving with impressive speed for someone sporting a massive erection.

They burst into the hallway and kept running until they turned a corner, then collapsed against the wall, panting.

"Good gods, did you see that ass?" Serilla gasped.

"How could I not see it? It was right there!"

"I think I saw paradise."

They looked at each other and burst out laughing. Serilla’s face was still flushed, hair slightly messed from their escape.

"That professor of yours is evil," Serilla said, adjusting her skirt to try hiding her still-obvious erection.

"She knows what she’s doing."

"Obviously. No one accidentally presents their ass like that. That was a targeted attack."

They started walking, putting distance between themselves and the detention room. Their cocks were finally starting to calm down, though Aegis could still feel the phantom image of Nazraya’s ass burned into her retinas.

"So," Aegis said, feeling bold. "You’re planning to seduce Liora at the Masquerade?"

"Naturally. She won’t be able to resist me in a mask. I’m going to wear something scandalous."

"More scandalous than your usual uniform?"

"My uniform is conservative compared to what I have planned."

"Let me guess—strategic cutouts?"

"Strategic everything. Liora won’t know what hit her."

Aegis grinned, feeling her competitive spirit rise.

"You can try for Liora all you want. Meanwhile, I’ll be making sure Talia can’t walk right for the rest of the year after the Masquerade."

Serilla stopped walking, turning to look at Aegis with something like delight in her eyes.

"Is that a challenge?"

"Maybe."

"You really think you can out-seduce me?"

"I know I can."

"Talia barely tolerates you."

"Talia rides my cock twice a week."

"Lies. You may have gotten her in your bed a few times, but her standards wouldn’t dip so low routinely."

"Sure," Aegis shrugged. "Believe whatever you want."

Serilla’s eyes widened slightly. Then she laughed, bright and genuine.

"You’re more interesting than I gave you credit for."

"Thanks?"

"I mean it. Most people would have given up by now. Accepted that I’m going to win Liora and moved on."

"I don’t give up easily."

"Neither do I." Serilla stepped closer. Aegis could smell her perfume again—something with jasmine in it. "Which is what makes this fun."

"This?"

"Our little competition. Of course, the competition won’t last long, though."

"We agree on that, at least. Liora will be gagging on me before the month is over."

Serilla laughed again. She reached out, straightening Aegis’s collar with careful fingers.

"I like you, Aegis Starcaller. You’re not boring."

"High praise from Lady Frost."

"The highest." Her fingers lingered on Aegis’s collar. "Most people are so predictable. They want the same things, say the same words, play the same games. But you... you’re different. Chaotic."

"You’re just projecting."

"Either that... or we’re the same kind of disaster."

She stepped back, that familiar smirk returning.

"May the best woman win."

"Planning on it."

"Good. It’s no fun if you don’t fight back."

She turned and walked away, hips swaying in a way that was definitely intentional. Aegis watched her go, something warm settling in her chest that had nothing to do with arousal.

Affection Gain: Serilla Frost +10

Current Affection: ❤️❤️❤️🤍🤍

[Three hearts? For what? Competitive spirit?]

But thinking about it, maybe that made sense. Serilla didn’t want someone who would roll over. She wanted someone who would push back, who would match her energy.

[She doesn’t want to win. She wants to play.]

The revelation sat oddly in Aegis’s mind. If Serilla just wanted an interesting opponent, then maybe befriending her wasn’t about winning or losing at all.

[But first, I need to figure out what to wear to this Masquerade. Can’t let her show me up.]

She headed back toward her dorm, already mentally cataloging her wardrobe. The Crystal Masquerade was in a week, and she had preparations to make.

Plus, her cock was hard again from watching Serilla walk away.

[I really need to deal with this before I get back to the room. Last thing I need is Lune asking why I look like I’m smuggling a baguette.]