Chapter [07] --- Academy 02
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It was another day, another score — Sadoru the blue-haired Pawg.
Yami stared at her during lunchtime; at her hourglass figure. Her eyes were big and blue, a perfect size for a fat load… but she did look innocent — that made his dick twitch more.
He just thought of decoration — a decoration of his thick, white semen — combined with blue.
Yami had observed her for two days, and gathered information. She was pretty simple, innocent and cute like her face. Sadoru would come at lunchtime — enjoy a simple chat and go back to class, earlier than others.
This was here he came in… he'd use this opportunity to do his thing.
He followed behind as she walked. He licked his lips at the tightness, forming creases in between her cheeks. He felt like slapping it with a firm grip.
He watched as she entered the classroom, and sat there fiddling with some papers. Yami knocked on the door; her head turned and she waved at him to come through.
She expected one of her students, but it was some random kid. Sadoru turned and looked at the young, yet beautiful boy in front of him. She pierced into his green, sharp gaze and sweet smile. He was so… mesmerising — even as a kid.
Her eyes softened at his appearance, "May I help you?"
"Yes, please if you may be so kind," he took out a paper and walked closer. "I was having a problem with this question, and I couldn't find my sensei… he was supposed to be in class."
He stood close to her now, his scent entered her nose… Sadoru felt funny.
"I s-see, it shouldn't be that hard."
Yami grinned as he put the paper on the desk. She leaned forward, looking at it. Yami, inches away from her, heard her heavy breath — then he turned and saw her flushed cheeks.
Sadoru felt intoxicated by this boy's scent… her body felt hot… her downstairs was throbbing…she couldn't take it anymore as her shoulder was touching his.
She saw him turn… she did the same, their eyes meeting each other; they were so close.
So beautiful. His eyes. She bit her lip as he looked away and asked a question, but she didn't hear it.
Only smelling his scent, and feeling his hot breath. Sadoru questioned herself — he was a boy — he was six… but why did she feel so sexually attracted to him.
"Hmm, teacher… It's not good to be perving over a student… right?"
She looked like a horny bitch right now… her dress had a faint wetch patch — he smelt her fluids.
"W-what d-do you mean…who's perving " she frowned.
Such a shitty facade but Yami saw her cheeks turn red, her voice shaking. Yami snickered; he looked down at her shaky legs.
"What do I mean?" his eyes turned cold.
Yami cupped her chin and pulled her closer — face about to touch.
He scoffed and pulled her lower half… She shrieked, but he saw liquids stream down her thighs.
He folded his arms as she weakly slouched in her chair. She was defeated and Yami's grin grew wider.
"At least be honest, you horny bitch,"
He pulled her pink panties to the side and stuck his two fingers in her sopping wet cunt.
"Y-You w-what ~Ughhhh~"
Yami's fingers squelched in juices, her walls tightening with every movement. She was so tight.
He grinned, "Enjoying this… huh… you slut."
Sadoru's slutty face grew lewder and she stuck her tongue out — hoping for a kiss. Yami came in close and shoved his tongue in deeply.
She widened her eyes at the force he used to battle with her.
Sadoru felt his tongue, melting her mouth; her jaw relaxed and she closed her eyes in his warm embrace. His fingers worked his magic sending vibrations of moans as they kissed.
Yami clasped her neck with slight pressure, and upped the pace of his fingers. Her moans went louder, her legs clasped tighter.
She felt pain and pleasure at the same time.
Yami's hand slid from her neck, and went down to her thick ass boobs. He undid her buttons and started groping them from the inside.
They felt so soft and big, he clasped on to them tightly and enjoyed her properly.
Her legs wrapped around Yami all of a sudden, and he felt her face clench. He let go of the kiss and her face contorted into such dirtiness.
Saliva drooled from her mouth; her face looking nasty as fuck — her eyelids fluttering and her legs trembled.
"~Aahh~ I'm g-gonnaaaa."
She was about to bust but Yami stopped. He withdrew his fingers, not letting her reach climax and stopped fondling her breasts.She frowned at him, feeling betrayed but Yami smirked.
"You better hurry up and fix yourself, someone's coming this way."
She was fixing up whilst Yami walked away with his papers. The door flung open and Yami smiled at Iruka-sensei who had just walked in.
Iruka, surprised, asked, "Yami?... what are you doing here."
"Sorry sensei, I asked Sadoru-sensei for guidance since I couldn't find you," he replied slowly.
He turned back and grinned at the blushing beauty, "Thank you sensei."
"Y-yes, Yami it was a pleasure," she stammered.
Iruka nodded and walked toward her, Yami walked out, but he heard Iruka say "Thank you, for teaching my student." like a little simp… but he could tell they had something going on.
He smirked at the sexually frustrated Sadoru through the window. The bitch was probably dying for an orgasm right now… He gave her a wink, to which she side-eyed as he walked off.
Sadoru wasn't happy — she was about to achieve climax — a little more but Iruka came in. Now he was trying to engage in small talk with her.
His words didn't reach her ears, only thinking about that moment.
She saw him through the window — the young boy — who made her feel like this… he was so beautiful… and so… talented.
Sadoru bit her lip at the thought. His skills were a dime in a dozen… she wanted him again.
She felt pissed off… Fuck — if it only wasn't for Iruka… she woulda been on cloud nine.
Iruka and her had hit it off, for quite a while now. She liked him too and wanted to form a relationship down the line. All until Yami came and messed her head up.
Ah… fucking Yami. She wanted his touch again; she needed it..
Yami… she hoped to see him again.
Her thoughts were filled with Yami throughout the lesson, not being able to teach properly. A student had asked if she was okay… she really did a number on him.
Whilst the next sex toy of Yami felt frustrated, he currently stood on a field whistling a tune from his past life.
It was class sparring and there was a special surprise…
Quest Generated: Assert Dominance
Objective: Win the sparring lesson… don't just win — completely destroy them… crush them and show them who's the strongest.
Reward: +(D Rank) Body Flicker Technique + Reward Selection
Yami smiled; it was the all-mighty reward selection for this quest. His head filled with thoughts about the surprise. Hopefully something good, and he didn't mind kicking the shit out of these kids.
He was next after Naruto and Sasuke's match. Naruto tried hard but there were levels to shit, as the Uchiha Prodigy kicked him out the center like dead meat.
Ino and Sakura cheered like little simps over their number one fan.
Yami walked into the center gracefully. His robes and fluttered, as the wind brushed past him. He calmly waited for his opponent.
Ino and Sakura blushed… so elegant…
Sasuke's composure and cold demeanour contrasted to Yami's — as he was graceful, elegant and warm — like the difference between light and dark.
They'd always liked the bad-boy Sasuke ,but this Yami — he wasn't a bad-boy — but different. A good kinda different…
Yami's sharp gaze pierced into Kiba's, he heard a growl escape Kiba's mouth. Yami looked calm but felt offended…
Did this fucker just growl?
A human growling at another human for intimidation?
Fucking mutt… a dog like you needs to be put down.
These Inuzuka seriously… fair enough, they keep pets as dogs. But acting like one, lowering their status as humans. He felt an urge to pummel this dog.
Since he didn't act human — growling at him like some filthy mutt… it's time he didn't treat him like a human.
Iruka came forward.
"Begin!"
Time to get rid of this filthy mutt…
Yami blurred across the platform, and appeared at the center. He had taken control of the space and stood in front of the shocked Kiba. He smirked; feeling satisfied with the reaction and grabbed him by the throat.
Kiba choked, lifted off the floor with one hand…. Yami's hand clutched tighter, he felt his breath escaping; the air in his lungs trapped… he couldn't breathe. His fearful gaze set on Yami, who stood there, flashing a wide grin.
Yami could snap his neck right now if he wanted to, showing the difference in power. But he was satisfied with this much. He looked up at Kiba's face; the fear settled in.
Cat got your tongue? Growl now… Come on…
He clutched harder… Kiba flayed his arms and legs about gasping for air…
Yami threw him out of the circle before it looked like torture.
It lasted a few seconds, yet to Kiba, it felt like eternity. He woke up dazed… the realisation dawned in — he got manhandled by Yami.
Yami saw the dejected Kiba walk back, and the other students, who looked at him differently.
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Sakura and Ino gave him the "Fuck me eyes." he winked back at them.
"So cool!" they shouted.
The others were more on guard of him now, but Yami stood there chill. There was one more fight to go:
Sasuke Uchiha...