CHAPTER 148: TIREL IN THE CLASSROOM AND 18+

The sun was sinking low, painting the academy courtyard in shades of orange and gold. Most students were either heading toward the dormitories or spilling into the bustling main halls, but Tirel lingered by the stone steps, her crimson hair glinting in the light like fire itself.

When Jae passed by, she reached out, her fingers curling lightly around his wrist.

"Come with me," she said, her voice low, carrying a mischievous undertone.

Jae arched an eyebrow, his red eyes narrowing with suspicion, though curiosity sparked beneath the surface. Tirel rarely asked without some scheme already turning in her mind. "And where exactly are we going?" he asked, smirking faintly.

Tirel tilted her head, lips quirking. "You’ll see. Trust me."

Jae gave a short chuckle, shaking his head as though amused at himself for entertaining her antics. Still, he followed as she tugged him along, weaving through the less-frequented corridors of the academy.

The paths grew quieter the farther they went, the laughter and chatter of students fading into the distance. Tirel led with purposeful strides, her hips swaying just enough to make him notice.

They stopped at a narrow passage half-hidden by ivy. Tirel glanced around, her expression sly, before slipping inside. Jae followed, the stone cool under his hand as he brushed past the wall.

At the end of the passage stood a plain wooden door, weathered but sturdy. It looked unremarkable, save for the fact that it was locked with a heavy iron clasp.

Jae leaned against the wall, folding his arms across his chest. "So this is it? You drag me across the entire academy just to show me a locked door?"

Tirel only smirked, producing a small roll of tools from within her robes. She crouched, fingers moving with practiced ease as she worked at the clasp.

The faint click of metal tumblers falling into place echoed softly, and within moments, the lock snapped open.

With a triumphant glance back at him, she pushed the door wide and gestured with a flourish. "Welcome to my little discovery."

Jae stepped inside, his boots brushing over stone that hadn’t seen much traffic. The air was cool and still, the sound of the bustling academy now completely cut off.

The space was larger than he expected, tucked away between two outer walls of the academy. Dust clung to the edges, but the room itself was solid and surprisingly private.

Jae’s eyes swept the corners, noting the thick stone walls, the high narrow windows that let in slivers of muted light, and the heavy wooden beams across the ceiling. It was quiet—quiet in a way that was rare at the academy.

He turned to Tirel, suspicion glinting in his gaze. "How did you even find this place? And don’t tell me you just happened to stumble on it. You know your way around too well."

Tirel leaned back against the wall, arms folded, her red eyes glittering. "I like to explore," she said smoothly. "Whenever I get bored, I go looking for corners no one else bothers with. Hidden places. Quiet places." Her smirk deepened. "They’re useful, don’t you think?"

Jae rubbed a hand through his hair, still unconvinced. "Useful for what? And why do you even have lockpicks?"

She took a step closer, her presence warm and deliberate. "You ask too many questions, Jae."

He opened his mouth to press further, to demand something sharper, but before the words could leave his lips, Tirel’s hand shot up to his collar and she pulled him down into a kiss.

It was sudden, heated, her lips tasting faintly of spice. Jae froze only for a moment before his body responded instinctively, his smirk tugging at the corner of the kiss.

When she finally pulled back, her lips lingered close enough for her breath to brush against his cheek. Her crimson hair framed her face like flame, and her smirk widened. "Some things," she murmured, her voice sultry and teasing, "are better discovered on your own."

The kiss starts slow and tender, a gentle exploration that quickly grows in intensity as their lips move together, their tongues dancing in a sensual rhythm.

Jae’s hands slide over Tirel’s body, his fingers teasing the curves of her breasts, the fabric of her shirt doing little to dull the sensation.

Tirel moans into Jae’s mouth, the sound a mix of pleasure and desire as she leans into his touch, her fingers tangling in his hair as he continues his sensual assault

With deft fingers, Jae slides his hand beneath Tirel’s shirt, his palms caressing the soft skin of her breasts, his fingers teasing the hardened tips of her nipples. Tirel moans again, this time louder, her body arching into his touch as her own hands wander over his body.

Her fingers find his crotch, gripping his length through the fabric of his pants, a mischievous grin on her face as she gently massages his shaft, the intensity of their moment escalating rapidly.

Jae lifts Tirel’s shirt over her head, his eyes drinking in the sight of her breasts as they spill free from their confinement.

He leans forward, his mouth finding one of her nipples, his tongue lapping and suckling at the hardened bud as Tirel’s breath hitches in her throat.

Her moan is long and low, her fingers running through his hair as she pulls him closer, her body shuddering with pleasure as he continues his sensual assault.

She presses her chest against his face, her body trembling as her desire mounts.

Jae lifted Tirel and placed her atop the desk, her legs dangling off the edge as he continued to feast on her breasts.

His mouth sucked and teased her nipples as his hands wandered lower, grazing the sensitive skin of her stomach, his fingers tracing the curve of her abdomen.

Tirel’s back arched, her head tilting back as she surrendered to the onslaught of pleasure, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps as her body pulsed with desire. Jae’s hands roamed further, skimming over her waist and hips as he continued to drive her wild.