Academy's Pervert in the D Class

Kiara snorted, buttoning her blouse with quick fingers, her full breasts shifting as she adjusted. "You mean the one Silvia took after sniffing it like it was a love letter?"

"Don’t remind me," he groaned, his cock twitching faintly at the memory of Silvia’s desperate moans.

Kiara grinned, squeezing his hand as they headed for the door, her hips swaying with a newfound lightness. "I think she wants you."

"Think?" Lor raised a brow, his voice teasing as he followed her. "She came holding it to her face."

Kiara leaned in, her lips brushing his ear, her breath hot. "Might make for some very fun homework, don’t you think?"

Lor groaned again, his hazel eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and heat. "God, you’re going to ruin me."

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Kiara smirked, her icy blue eyes sparkling as she squeezed his hand tighter, her thighs brushing against him with each step.

"I hope so."

Lor looked down at his bare chest, his skin still flushed from their earlier passion, then back up at Kiara with a crooked grin, his hazel eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and nerves.

"So... what do we do about my shirt?"