Arcane Dropout 4

by Edmund Hughes

  The only illumination came from the full moon outside, and it came at an angle that splayed shadows out across the wall next to the bed. Lee was briefly dumbstruck by the fact that he only saw his own there, and not the silhouette of Tess.

  He turned his attention back down to the very real ghost within his mystic stream, naked chest heaving, cheeks flushed by lewd intention. He caressed one of those cheeks as though reassuring himself that she was still real, still right there, with him.

  She pulled his shorts and boxers off as he leaned forward to kiss her again. Lee was only a moment behind her in stripping off her bikini bottom. Then, he pushed forward, sinking his cock into her like a shovel sliding into fresh earth.

  “Mmm…” moaned Tess. She bit her lower lip, arching her back and thrusting her hips upward. The bed squeaked as Lee thrust again, and again, and then his lips were against hers. Her body felt so hot and nubile.

  One thing was for sure: Agatha Deathfinger had met her match.

  The moment seemed to snowball, lubricated by the vacation setting and the intensity of their young lust. Lee was so intent on her body and the pleasure of the moment that he was almost able to ignore the soft knock as it came at his door. He slowed, giving the interruption at least that much.

  “You should answer it,” whispered Tess.

  “I shouldn’t.”

  “Yes, you definitely should.” She set her hands on his chest and lightly cleared her throat.

  Lee scowled as he rolled out of bed, pulling on his shorts and clumsily fixing his lower half to be sort of presentable. He still only opened the door a crack, but that was all that was necessary for him to catch a glimpse of who lay on the other side.

  “Oh!” Eliza had already started turning away. “I… Sorry. I wasn’t sure if you were awake, or if you were, uh, I mean, you and Tess…”

  She shook her head, fumbling to get her thoughts out in a manner that Lee had missed.

  “It’s okay,” he said. “What’s up?”

  “We all have roommates,” said Eliza. “I think you got one of the few single rooms. My roommate sneaked in a boy. I guess I could have stayed, but, um, the noise… Can I stay with you for a bit?”

  Lee’s head said no. Lee’s lower head noticed that Eliza was wrapped in a thin sheet with only the vaguest suggestion of underwear underneath it. Lee’s head reminded his lower head that Tess was already lying naked in his small bed, ready and eager.

  “Invite her in,” said Tess. She’d actually risen and come to stand behind him. He felt a reassuring hand on his shoulder. “It’s okay, Lee. I want the two of you to have a chance to catch up.”

  He opened the door and gestured for Eliza to come in. The way her eyes immediately flicked down to his crotch told him that his efforts to make his bulge look natural had been in vain. He shut the door.

  “Eliza, Tess and I were kind of, uh, you know…”

  It was his turn to fumble for the right phrasing.

  “You were?” Eliza’s face turned bright red. “Maybe I should, um, go then. The last thing I want is…”

  She trailed off as Tess, who’d found a notepad and pen on the side table, began furiously drafting a note. She was still naked, and the sight of her scowling and scribbling with her petite breasts in plain view was both cute and extremely arousing.

  “Lee,” said Tess. “I’m alright with this. Trust me, there’s no hidden resentment or anger lingering in the background when I say that.”

  He turned to face Tess as she finished the note and slid it to Eliza. He took her hands into his and pulled her in close.

  “I know that,” he said quietly. “It just feels so… unfair for you.”

  “Does it?” Tess scrunched her face into a mischievous half-smile. “I love you, Lee. I like seeing you happy. I know Eliza cares for you as well, and I don’t mind sharing, at least when it’s with her. Especially when it also means I can top up my essence reserves.”

  She gave him a quick kiss and made to back away. Lee pulled her to him, giving her a significantly longer kiss, followed by a tight hug.

  “I love you too,” he whispered. “And tell Agatha Deathfinger that this isn’t over.”

  “Oh, she’s well aware.”

  CHAPTER 36

  Tess phased through the door, disappearing off to give Lee and Eliza privacy and, if he guessed the mood she was in, to set up a prank somewhere. Lee sat down on the bed next to Eliza, no longer making any attempt to hide his visible arousal. Eliza was still wrapped in her bed sheet, blushing and unsure of herself.

  “So,” said Lee. “Who was your roommate, anyway?”

  “Nadine,” said Eliza. “I’m not sure who the boy was. She was flirting with Kristoff earlier, but I saw her with Jean later in the night.”

  “Interesting. We might have a scandal on our hands tomorrow.”

  Eliza gave him a wry smile. “I only heard whispering, and didn’t actually get a headcount. It could have been both of them who sneaked in.”

  Lee whistled. “I hope the beds in your room are bigger than the one in here.”

  “They’re really small,” whispered Eliza.

  Lee slid a bit closer to her, as though to emphasize that point.

  “What would you have done if I hadn’t opened the door?” he asked.

  Eliza shrugged. “I guess I would have just… sat in the main room. It would have been too embarrassing for me to go back to bed. I couldn’t just lie there and, um, listen to that.”

  “I mean, you could have.”

  “No, I really couldn’t,” she whispered. “I’m boring like that.”

  “Your solution was to go sit in the main room wearing only a sheet. That’s far from boring.”

  “My solution was to come to your room, Lee,” she said. “I… interrupted the two of you. Didn’t I?”

  “What gave it away?”

  Eliza cleared her throat and did a rather poor job of not staring at his obvious erection.

  “The two of you have already had a chance to, um, you know… catch up? I mean, I didn’t interrupt your romantic reunion, did I?”

  “We’ve had several chances to catch up,” said Lee. “Tess is always frisky.”

  “Other girls, uh… you know… also get frisky,” whispered Eliza. “Sometimes.”

  “Sometimes?” Lee smiled. “In that case, you came to the right room.”

  He reached over and gently pulled the sheet from Eliza’s shoulders. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath. She shrunk inward slightly, still holding onto the sheet and keeping it around her lower half. Lee couldn’t help but grin at the contradiction. Showing up at his door in the middle of the night nearly naked, and then modest and shy once she was on the bed.

  “What did the note that Tess wrote you say?” asked Lee. He took his shorts off. Again.

  “Oh, it was… nothing.”

  “Tell me,” said Lee.

  “It was just some silly advice about, well, you know.” She shrugged and started to pull the sheet back over her shoulders. Lee pulled it down again, and then pushed her onto her back.

  “If you don’t tell me, I’ll make you tell me,” he said.

  Eliza scowled at him. “How would you even… Oh!”

  Lee positioned himself low, spreading her legs and letting his breath tickle her womanhood. He gently caressed her inner thighs with his hands, letting his fingers slide in close, but not touching her most sensitive places directly.

  “It was… advice,” murmured Eliza.

  “Oh?” Lee took a firmer grip on her legs, pulling her into a better position a few inches down on his bed with his strong arms. He planted a kiss on her inner thigh. Eliza slapped her hand down against the mattress, bucking her hips. He still hadn’t even done anything yet, not really.

  “Advice on, you know,” she said. “This.”

  “Do you mean this?” He let his breath tickle her again, then softly caressed the spot just above her folds. “Or this?”

  He leaned forward, givin
g her secondary lips a soft, wet kiss. Eliza gasped. Lee slowed down, letting her breathe, relegating his kisses back to the upper portions of her thighs.

  “She told me that you…” Eliza took another shaky breath. “You like it when girls challenge you.”

  He stifled a chuckle, not wanting her to take it the wrong way. “I do. Sometimes.”

  “Sometimes? Is this… Oh!”

  He kissed her folds again and then darted out with his tongue. It almost felt a little mean, though she was the one who’d come to his room. She’d come to him, and now she would come, again and again. She was his to play with for tonight, and he was more than a little interested in seeing what noises he could get her to make.

  Eliza ran her hands through his hair, her fingers and voice working in tandem as she tensed and reacted to his onslaught. The pleasure seemed to ripple through her. Her body was as vocal as her actual voice, muscles tensing, hips lifting to let him know when he’d found one of her weak spots.

  “Lee!” Eliza practically convulsed as she came. She tasted as sweet as a ripe, freshly plucked fruit. Lee was turned on beyond all reason by the breathy moans that continued to escape her lips.

  He mounted her, heedless of the way her body had practically melted into the bed, and started thrusting. Eliza barely responded at first, but she was tight and ready for him, the perfect oiled sheath for his newly sharpened sword.

  Her body melded against his, legs wrapping around his waist, arms draped around his neck. She started letting her voice out again, pleasured cries that spiked in pitch and cut off in weird places. He fucked her harder, letting himself take her fully. She’d come to his room. She was his. He was going to pound her like…

  Like the pounding that was suddenly emanating from outside his door. Another late-night visitor, another interruption. This one much more insistent than Eliza’s faint tapping had been. Lee sighed and sank his head into the pillow, his hips still moving on autopilot for a few thrusts that he knew wouldn’t be enough for him.

  “Were we being that loud?” whispered Eliza.

  “Apparently.” He sighed and rolled off her, finding his shorts and pulling them back on. It hurt to stand up, and each step made certain parts of his body feel sore and extremely pent-up. He took a breath, and then opened the door.

  Harper stood on the other side, wearing a black-and-pink kimono robe and a scowl on her face.

  “Initiate Amaranth,” she said stiffly. “Initiate Willis. I don’t believe the two of you have each other as assigned roommates.”

  Eliza stood slowly, shoulders slumped, sheet pulled tightly around her body to veil the nudity underneath. “My roommate… sneaked someone in. I just wanted to not have to, you know, have to be present for, um, that.”

  “I already dealt with them,” said Harper. “Head back to your own bed.”

  Eliza nodded and hurried out of the room, shooting Lee an apologetic glance on her way by. Lee sighed and leaned against the doorframe.

  “That was quite the abuse of authority,” he said. “Kind of petty, too, in my opinion.”

  Harper let her shoulder bang against his as she came into the room, shutting the door behind her. “I don’t think you realize how loud the two of you were being. It would have been more suspicious if I’d allow your liaison to continue at that volume, as a teacher and chaperone.”

  “She’s still young,” said Lee. “Inexperienced. Not used to holding her tongue.”

  A smirk played across Harper’s lips. She was barefoot, and he suspected she was no more clothed underneath her kimono than Eliza had been underneath her sheet.

  “She’s the same age as you, isn’t she?”

  “I’m a year older,” he said, realizing how immature it sounded as the words came out.

  “Oh, a whole year? My mistake.”

  Lee took a step toward her, drawing close enough to issue the challenge. “Did you interrupt us just for the sake of giving me a lecture, Instructor?”

  “Is that what you need right now, Eldon?” she whispered. “A lecture?”

  Her fingers danced over the front of his shorts, sliding them down and letting his cock snap loose. Whatever witty remark Lee had been about to issue was lost in the sudden burst of pleasure of Harper’s hand caressing his throbbing hardness.

  “I’ll take that as a yes,” she said smugly. “For all your bravado, you’re still just a boy.”

  Lee still couldn’t find words, but he found the drawstring of her robe, which was the next best thing. She was naked underneath; he’d been right about that. Each time he saw Harper’s plump, bare breasts, and the awesome curves of her hips and butt, it was like seeing her for the first time all over again.

  He might not be able to match her in verbal foreplay, but he could show her what he was made of. He could prove it to her, dispel any notion she might have of him needing a lecture or not being up to the task of…

  He was suddenly being led over to his own bed and then pushed onto his back. Harper flicked her braid over her shoulder as she settled her head down near his crotch, then took his cock into her mouth. She slowly ran her lips down his length, and Lee heard himself moaning, just like Eliza had been, drunk on the insane pleasure of his instructor’s sweet, hot mouth.

  He wanted nothing more than to lean into the sensation and let himself get off. He wanted to burst, to unload inside her mouth, or on her breasts, or on her face, if she’d let him. Unfortunately, the smugness was still there in Harper’s eyes, that confident gleam of sexual power and dominance, as though she’d won and he hadn’t even put up a real fight.

  Lee took a firm grip on Harper’s braid and pulled her head back. Her lips came off him with a lewd pop, and she immediately seized the offending wrist that had dared to take her by the hair. Lee groped a breast instead, and then they were both rolling, wrestling for control.

  He came out on top. Harper was on all fours, her butt pushed up and out. He slid into her with a single accurate thrust, and then he was pounding into her, thrusting to prove a point. Harper reached back, grabbing his forearms and locking their limbs together like a bridge between them. Like a game of tug-of-war that had ended in a sweaty, naked pile.

  “Oh,” she moaned. “That’s it, Eldon. Mmmm…”

  It infuriated him that she still seemed to somehow have the upper hand. He thrust faster, so hard that he wondered if he was hurting her. She let out soft moans, less noise than he was making even, but her pleasure was still very much audible.

  He let go of her arms and leaned over her, pushing her head down into the pillow with an aggressive, dominant movement. Too far. Harper wrapped her legs around him and twisted, flipping him underneath her with one of those infuriating judo movements she seemed so eager to work into their lovemaking.

  Then she rode him, a proud, beautiful maiden atop a young, soon-to-be-broken-in steed. Lee gave in, feeling like a fighter forced to tap out after a long bout. It was only then that he fully understood the advice that Tess had apparently given Eliza. It infuriated him a little that Harper was the one who had the fullest understanding of it.

  He groaned and leaned his head back as he unloaded into her, squeezing her breasts as though they were oversized stress balls. Harper let out a soft, satisfied chuckle and leaned forward to kiss him.

  “That was quite the lecture,” he muttered.

  “I think it will be some time yet before you pass my class.”

  CHAPTER 37

  The mood in the main hall was rather chipper the next morning. A group of initiates had prepared bagels with a variety of toppings and fruit to eat alongside them. Lee felt well rested, for once, and it was hard to keep a smile off his face as he and Tess sat down with Toma and Eliza, just as they so often had back at Primhaven.

  “Somebody was certainly having a good time last night,” said Toma. “Probably multiple somebodies, judging from all the noise.”

  There was no tone of accusation in his voice, but that didn’t make Eliza’s poker face any less transpar
ent. A rosy glow took hold in her cheeks, and she mumbled something about hearing it too while staring down at her cream-cheese-covered bagel.

  “Swimming, bonfires, and late-night trysts,” said Lee, smiling. “That’s basically what vacations are, when it comes down to it.”

  “I’d be a bad friend if I held it against you,” said Toma. “Besides, there are plenty of distractions in a place like this. Some of the other initiates were talking about taking the jet-skis out again today.”

  “Sign me up,” said Lee.

  “We had Eliza use her water elemental magic to make us a water ramp last time.”

  Eliza was nibbling on her bagel and looking pensive, but gave a quick nod.

  “Sounds good,” said Lee. He sighed and sank a bit deeper into his chair. “I can’t explain how much I’ve missed this.”

  “Tropical islands? I didn’t realize you frequented them all that—”

  “You know what I mean,” he said.

  “I do,” said Toma. “The feeling is mutual. It’s good to have you back, Lee.”

  They finished eating and, true to Toma’s word, Lee found that Kristoff and some of the other initiates had already brought out the mechanical sea stallions. There was a queue of students already waiting their turn, so he took a seat on the beach and started working on a sandcastle with Tess.

  “Ooh!” she said. “Let’s do a moat around the edge. You’ll have to do the digging, and of course, you’ll have to carry the water up using the pail, but I’ll, um, supervise.”

  “You’re so helpful, Tess.”

  “Hey! I would do more if I could. It’s hurtful when you put it like that.”

  They never built the moat, and Lee never got his turn on the jet ski. A humongous bang came from further up the beach around mid-morning, loud enough to crumble one of the carefully built protective sand walls running around the castle’s main keep.

  Lee hurried to his feet, only then realizing the implications of the fact that he hadn’t seen Harper anywhere that morning. Most of the other initiates, including Toma and Eliza, had also risen, and they all hurried toward the beach house, barefoot and clad only in their swimwear.