CHAPTER 97: CHAPTER 97 [18+]

Chapter 97: Couldn’t come up with a title

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When the festival was over, three of them returned to Arios’s dorm later that evening, they were still riding the mood of the festival. Liza walked in first, balancing the armful of prizes she had won from the game booths, her grin wide as she dumped them across the bed like a pile of treasures.

"See? I told you I was unbeatable. Every single one of those stallkeepers underestimated me." She held up a stuffed fox triumphantly. "This one was supposed to be near impossible, but I nailed it on my second try."

Lucy rolled her eyes and sat down on the floor, folding her arms. "You just got lucky. Anyone could throw a ring onto a bottle if they wasted enough points." She huffed, then added, "And let’s not forget who nearly burned her fingers off frying dumplings, but still managed to serve something good enough that people kept coming back for seconds. I’d say my performance today deserved more credit."

Liza smirked and leaned forward on the bed, resting her chin on her palm. "Cooking is literally boring, can’t compare to games, which takes real skills to play."

"Cooking takes skill too!" Lucy shot back, her cheeks slightly puffed as her voice rose. "If Arios hadn’t kept me calm, I would’ve messed up completely. You can’t even crack an egg without making a mess."

Arios, who had been quietly removing his uniform and setting it on the chair by the desk, just shook his head. "You were both fine. Don’t make it a competition." His voice tone made both girls glance at him before turning away with little hmphs, though their expressions softened a moment later.

"We are both assured of gaining significant points from our performance in the festival," he added. "The class points would definitely get a significant boost, everyone did their best."

The room settled into a comfortable warmth, the noise of their earlier banter fading into smaller chatter about which booths were worth revisiting the next day. Liza eventually sprawled back across Arios’s bed, hugging one of the stuffed toys, while Lucy checked the time on her academy-issued tablet, it’s brightness on her face dimmed slightly.

"I should get going," she said reluctantly, pushing herself to her feet. "I need to prepare for tomorrow. Someone from my house is visiting, and it would be bad if I showed up unprepared."

Liza raised a brow from the bed. "House business again? You major houses sure like to complicate your own lives."

Lucy frowned lightly. "It’s something I would love to ignore. But Arios has been pestering me about how family obligations should matter often in my life." She looked at Arios, hesitating for a moment before stepping toward the door. "I’ll see you both tomorrow."

Arios followed her to the doorway. She paused there, turning back one last time, her expression caught somewhere between forced determination and shyness. Without saying anything more, Arios reached forward and pulled her into a brief hug. When she looked up at him, he leaned in and pressed his lips softly against hers. Lucy froze for a second, her face instantly turning red, then slowly returned the kiss. When they parted, her voice was quiet.

"Goodnight... I’ll come back in the morning."

She hurried down the hall, leaving Arios watching her retreating figure before closing the door.

Inside, Liza had already claimed his bed, lying on her side with the stuffed fox clutched to her chest. "About time," she teased, her eyes half-lidded as she watched him. "You took long enough at the door. Did you two need to write love letters too?"

Arios didn’t answer her jab. He walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed, pulling off his shoes. The wave between them wasn’t heavy— just familiar. By the time he slid onto the mattress, Liza had shifted enough to give him space, though she still occupied most of it with her prizes. He lay back beside her.

Then,

As the night hours passed, its chill air brushed against Arios’s skin as he quickly turned to see that Liza had hogged the entire blanket for herself. With a soft pull, Arios took it from her and found that she was lying completely naked on the bed. It wasn’t usual for any of them to sleep naked even after they had fucked.

His eyes quickly darted at Liza’s figure, she lay on her side, her breathing deep and steady, her curvy figure relaxed in the aftermath of sleep. Her orange hair spilled across the pillow, framing her face, which was serene in the quiet of the night. Beside her, Arios shifted, his muscular frame tense with unspoken desire. He had just been awake for what felt like hours, his mind racing with thoughts he couldn’t quite name. His hand slowly drifted down, his fingers brushing against the warm skin of his own thigh, before moving lower, to the hardness that had been pressing insistently against his boxers.

Fuck, I’m damn hard already,

Arios thought. No doubt about it, Liza is definitely pretty and damn sexy.

He quickly glanced at Liza again, her chest rising and falling as she slept, and felt a surge of something he couldn’t quite define. It wasn’t just lust—though that was certainly there, his cock throbbing insistently between his legs. It was something deeper, something that made his heart race and his palms sweat. Slowly, carefully, he shifted closer to her, his body heat mingling with hers. His hand moved to his cock, his fingers wrapping around the shaft as he began to stroke himself, the friction sending a jolt of pleasure through him. But it wasn’t enough.

Without thinking too hard about it, he pressed his erection against Liza’s soft, round ass, the contact sending a shiver through him. Her skin was warm and smooth, and he couldn’t resist the urge to push further. He shifted his hips, rubbing his cock against her, the feel intoxicating. His breath quickened, and he knew he couldn’t stop now. Not when he was so close, not when she was was right there, within reach.

Slowly, carefully, he positioned himself behind her, his throbbing dick aligning with her entrance. She was wet, he could tell, even in her sleep, and the thought made his pulse pound harder. Without hesitation, he pushed inside her, the warmth enveloping him instantly. Her body was tight and welcoming, and he groaned softly, his head falling back as he felt her muscles clench around him.

Liza stirred, her eyes fluttering open in confusion. "Arios... what... it’s night..." she mumbled, her voice thick with sleep. Her hand reached back, brushing against his thigh, but her body betrayed her words. Even as she protested, her hips moved slightly, as if instinctively seeking more. He gripped her ass tightly, pulling her closer as he thrust again, deeper this time.

"Shh," he shush, his breath hot against her ear. "Just let me fuck you."

Her resistance melted away as pleasure overwhelmed her. She arched her back, her moans growing louder, her body moving in sync with his. The confusion in her eyes was replaced by something else—something hungry, something definitely desperate.

"Arios... stop... I need..." she panted, her voice trembling. He paused, his dick still buried inside her, and she turned her head to look at him, her eyes pleading. "Let me... let me work your cock," she whispered, her cheeks flushed.

He pulled out slowly, his shaft glistening with her wetness, and she wasted no time. Liza shifted onto her knees, her hair cascading over her shoulders as she leaned forward. Her lips wrapped around his cock, her tongue swirling expertly, and Arios groaned, his head falling back as she sucked him deep. Her mouth was warm and tight, her hands gripping his thighs as she worked him with a skill that made his knees weak. She hummed softly, the vibration sending jolts of pleasure through him, and he felt his balls tighten as pre-cum leaked from the tip.

"Fuck, Liza..." he moaned, his hands tangling in her hair. He wanted to thrust into her mouth, to lose himself in the wet heat of her, but he knew he didn’t. Not yet. Not when he wanted more—needed more of her pussy. Before he could lose control, she pulled away, her lips slick with his pre-cum, her eyes sparkling with desire.

"Ride it," Arios said, his voice commanding as he pointed towards his wet shaft, and immediately Liza straddled him, her hands guiding his cock back inside her.

She began to ride him, her hips moving in slow, deliberate circles, her breasts bouncing with each motion. Arios reached up, pulling her down for a deep kiss, their tongues tangling as she continued to grind against him. Her moans vibrated against his lips, and he tasted her—sweet and salty, like desire itself. Her ass quickened, her body slick with sweat, and for a moment, his dick slid out, the loss making him groan in frustration.

She paused, her breath ragged, before guiding it back inside, her movements becoming more urgent. "Liza... I’m close..." he warned, his voice strained. She nodded, her eyes locked on his, and kept riding, her moans filling the room. He gripped her hips, thrusting upward to meet her movements, their bodies colliding in a frenzy of need.

"Fuck, Liza... you’re amazing..." he groaned, his voice breaking as he felt his climax building.

She leaned down, kissing him fiercely as he erupted inside her, his body tensing with each pulse. Her walls clenched around him, milking him, and he cried out, his voice muffled against her lips. She collapsed onto his chest, the air thick with the scent of sex and sweat.

For a moment, they lay there, breathless, Arios’s hand stroking her hair. "Fuck, I love your dick so much" Liza murmured, her voice soft, almost vulnerable. Arios hesitated, his thumb brushing her cheek. "liza," he called out quietly, his tone thoughtful. "l’m glad I met you, I love every second of fucking you me, I love your pussy, your ass and definitely your mouth, I love them all."