Return of the Legendary Runesmith

"Are you for real, Ariana?" Adrian asked with his lips parted in shock as he saw his lover standing there...in an attire he was very familiar with...but definitely not expecting Ariana to be wearing it.

A blue plaid skirt that reached her upper thighs because of how long her legs were, paired with a white shirt with a few buttons undone, revealing a small valley of cleavage. Her hair was tied in a ponytail giving her a fresh vibe.

She was wearing the famous uniform of Runebound and currently appeared like a troublesome gal.

"What happened, Professor? Aren’t you going to punish me?" Ariana asked, swaying left to right as she winked at him.

Adrian groaned as he said, "Why "professor"? It would make me nervous about touching you now."

Ariana grinned mischievously, "But won’t it make you excited for some forbidden pleasure?"

Adrian rolled his eyes before getting up and approaching her, "That...does warrant some punishment."

He approached her and flipped the girl against the wall.

Ariana didn’t resist. As her face touched the cold wall, she felt a tight burning slap delivered to her rear.

*SLAP*

"Ahn~" she let out a soft moan, spilling through her lips naturally as she felt his big hand massaging her clearly reddened butt.

Flipping her skirt, Adrian said, "No underwear under the skirt? This girl really is looking for some more punishment."

*THWAP*

Another sharp slap and Ariana again failed to contain the moan. Her lower lip moaned too, sweating in anticipation.

Ariana swayed her hips a little as she said, "Won’t you grant me a reward too, Professor? I am your loving student, aren’t I?"

Adrian snickered before flipping her and making her face him. His movements were rough but she didn’t mind. If anything, she loved when he was rough with her...

He held the back of her neck, his body pressed against her. And since he was just in his shorts, she was well aware of how hard and bothered he was for her.

"Listen, girly. There is no reward and only punishment for you today." As he said those words, his lips crashed against her, no gentle pecking but straight devouring her.

She moaned in his mouth, as his fingers touched her stiff nipples, glaring through her thin shirt. There was no bra restraining her breasts, which allowed his fingers to easily tease those peaks.

Through the fabric, his touch gave her a tingly, pleasurable sensation, making her rub her thighs together.

"Look at you," he said, "I could already feel the dampness under your skirt."

She rubbed herself against him and demanded, "Don’t just feel it, Professor. Touch it too..."

Adrian was on the verge of losing his act and giving the woman what she wanted. But no, let’s see who breaks the character first.

He drew closer to her, his eyes darkened with desire as he pinned Ariana against the wall, his body pressing firmly into hers.

The heat between them was undeniable, every inch of her curves molding perfectly against him.

He leaned in slowly, his breath warm against her ear. "You’ve been such a naughty student today," he murmured, his voice low and growling. "Wearing that little uniform just to tempt your professor..."

Ariana’s cheeks flushed a soft pink, her lips parting in a playful smile. "Then punish me properly, Professor. I’ve been dying for your attention."

With a gentle yet pressing touch, he slid his hands down her sides, tracing the curve of her waist before slipping under the hem of her short plaid skirt. His fingers brushed teasingly along her smooth thighs, inching higher until they found the slick warmth waiting for him.

"No panties at all," he whispered, his tone filled with mock disapproval and raw hunger. "Such a bold little temptress."

He circled her most sensitive spot with slow, deliberate strokes, feeling her tremble and grow even wetter under his touch.

Ariana let out a soft, breathy moan, her hips instinctively rocking against his hand, seeking more of that delicious friction.

"Look how ready you are for me," he said, his voice husky as he watched her reactions with intense focus.

His free hand moved to her chest, cupping one breast through the thin white shirt and gently rolling her hardened nipple between his fingers, drawing another sweet sound from her lips.

She arched into him, her ponytail swaying as she tilted her head back. "Professor... please... I need you."

Adrian smiled against her neck, placing soft, lingering kisses along her skin before nipping lightly.

He pressed his hardness against her thigh, letting her feel just how much she affected him. "Patience, my sweet student. Good girls get rewarded... but you’ve been teasing me all evening."

He continued his slow, sensual exploration, fingers gliding through her folds with expert care, building her pleasure steadily.

Ariana’s breath came in soft gasps, her body quivering with anticipation as she clung to his shoulders, lost in the intimate dance they shared.

"Tell me what you want," he urged gently, his lips brushing hers in a teasing almost-kiss. "Use your pretty words for your professor."

Ariana’s voice came out in a needy whisper, "Touch me deeper... make me yours, Professor."

He captured her lips in a deep, passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together as his fingers slipped inside her, curling just right to elicit those beautiful moans he loved so much.

The rhythm was slow and indulgent, drawing out every sensation until she was panting and melting against him.

"You’re so perfect like this," he murmured between kisses, his thumb circling her clit in perfect harmony. "All flushed and eager... I love to see you like this."

As the pleasure built, Ariana’s legs grew weak, her body surrendering completely to his skilled touch.

Adrian held her close, supporting her with his strength while continuing to drive her higher, the air thick with their shared desire and the sweet sounds of her pleasure filling the room.

He pulled back just enough to gaze into her eyes, his own filled with affection and lust. "That’s it, baby... let go for your professor."

The intensity grew, every stroke and caress pushing her closer to the edge, until she finally shattered in his arms with a cry of pure ecstasy, her body pulsing around his fingers as waves of pleasure washed over her.

Adrian kissed her through it, whispering sweet praises against her lips, never once letting her feel anything but cherished and desired.

"Such a good girl," he said softly, holding her trembling form against him as she came down from her high, his hands now gentle and soothing. "But we’re far from done... my naughty student still has so much more to learn tonight."

Ariana’s legs trembled from the aftershocks of her climax, her body still buzzing with pleasure.

She looked up at Adrian with heavy-lidded eyes, a wicked little smile playing on her lips. Slowly, she slid down the wall, sinking gracefully to her knees in front of him, her short plaid skirt riding up her thighs as she settled between his legs.

"Professor..." she purred, her voice husky and sweet, "let your naughty student take care of you now."

Her fingers hooked into the waistband of his shorts and tugged them down, freeing his hard, throbbing length.

Ariana’s eyes sparkled with delight as she wrapped her soft hand around him, giving a slow, teasing stroke from base to tip.

She leaned forward, her warm breath ghosting over the sensitive head before her tongue flicked out to trace a wet circle around it.

"Mmm... so big for your student, Professor," she whispered, looking up at him through her lashes.

Without breaking eye contact, she parted her lips and took him into her mouth, sliding down inch by inch until he filled her completely.

Adrian groaned deeply, his hand gently threading through her ponytail as she began to move.

Ariana didn’t hold back. She sucked him with eager, hungry motions, her head bobbing steadily while her tongue swirled and pressed along the underside of his shaft.

Wet, lewd sounds filled the room with every glide, her cheeks hollowing as she took him deeper, relaxing her throat to swallow around him.

She moaned around his length, the vibrations sending sparks of pleasure through him. One hand stroked what her mouth couldn’t reach, twisting gently, while the other rested on his thigh, nails lightly grazing his skin.

Ariana worked him harder, faster, her ponytail swinging with the rhythm as she lavished him with sloppy, passionate attention. Saliva glistened on her lips and dripped down his shaft, making everything slick and shiny.

"God, Ariana... your mouth feels incredible," Adrian breathed, his hips twitching slightly as he fought the urge to thrust.

Encouraged, she doubled her efforts, sucking harder, her tongue flicking rapidly over the sensitive tip every time she pulled back.

She took him as deep as she could, gagging softly in the most delicious way before pulling off with a wet pop, strings of saliva connecting her swollen lips to his cock.

She pumped him firmly with her hand while licking and kissing along the length, her eyes never leaving his.

"Does your student suck you well, Professor?" she asked breathlessly, her voice dripping with teasing innocence as she swirled her tongue around the head again. "I want to make you feel so good..."

Before he could answer, she dove back down, taking him even deeper, her movements eager and relentless.

The wet, rhythmic sounds of her mouth working him grew louder, more obscene, as she poured all her desire into pleasing him, determined to drive him wild with pleasure.

Adrian’s fingers tightened in her hair, his breaths coming in ragged gasps as he watched the beautiful, naughty sight of his lover on her knees, completely lost in the moment and loving every second of it.

Just when the tension began to build, he stopped her and pulled her up.

Ariana was shocked behind the strength as she found her legs wrapped around his waist, and his heat rubbing against her entrance.

"Time for the final exams, dear."

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A/N:- Thanks for reading.