“Here you go,” Belinda placed a tray with two cups of tea and two plates with cake on the table. She then passed one of each closer to Narias.
“Thank you,” he wanted to pick up his tea first, but the cup was too hot, so he pulled a plate with a cake towards him instead.
Belinda did the same, knowing how hot the tea was since she made it herself. They ate a few bites quietly, not saying a single word to one another. Most probably both of them were feeling somewhat tense drinking tea and eating cake in the middle of the night wearing nothing but pajamas on them. Narias wasn’t wearing his pajamas, of course, but having only his t-shirt and his pants on could’ve been seen as pajamas anyway.
“Can I ask you something, Miss Salroze?” Finally, after another bite of his cake, Narias decided to break the silence.
“Y… yes?” Belina’s voice sounded tense.
“You told me about your grandfather but… what was your grandmother like?” Again, Narias used the icebreaker his mom taught him about.
“Oh? My grandmother?” She was surprised to hear him ask that, which forced her to think for a moment. It also made her feel a little more relax too, even if she didn’t notice it herself. “She was… a very kind woman, and she loved flowers too.”
“Flowers?” Narias phrased his word as a question.
“Yeah,” memories flooded into Belinda’s mind. She looked up at the dark ceiling, probably going back in time, remembering something from her past. “My grandmother grew the most fascinating flower garden I had ever seen. I was amazed by the variety of colors and the beauty of the flower beds. My breath was taken away each time I saw my grandmother’s flower garden in full bloom.”
“Wow, it must’ve been an incredible sight,” Narias commented kindly. “I saw a flower garden at the front of the house when I came. It looked very beautiful too. Was it you who planted it, Miss Salroze?”
“Hah, thank you for the compliment,” Belinda somewhat smirked at what Narias had said. “But I wouldn’t even call it a flower garden. Those are only a few flower beds. It can’t even compare to the one my grandmother had.”
“Really? I still think the flowers that you grow are beautiful,” he told in response to her almost snappy comment.
“Is… that so?” The teacher was a little flustered hearing him say that.
“Can I ask something else, Miss Salroze?” Narias had another sip of his tea, which wasn’t so hot now.
“What is it?” Belinda was curious what else he would ask.
“Why did you decide to become a teacher?” He wanted to know.
“What?” Again, Belinda didn’t expect to hear such a question.
“Ah… sorry. You don’t have to answer that if you don’t want to, Miss Salroze,” Narias realized he might’ve asked something too personal.
“It’s ok. I just… don’t remember anyone ever asking me that,” she actually had to think about it. “I think… it was because I was unhappy with the teachers at the academy myself.”
“You weren’t happy with the teachers at Reina’s Magic Academy? But…” it was hard for him to believe. Narias always thought the teachers at his current school were amazing. Or at least, most of them were.
“Nah, it wasn’t at Reina’s Magic Academy. It was a different academy I was studying at, but I’d rather not say which one it was. I just thought some teachers were treating their students unfairly, myself included. I graduated with above average marks, but if not for the politics and the biases towards family status ranks, I probably would’ve ended up at the top ten in the whole academy.” Belinda told her story, having a sip of her tea afterwards.
Family’s status rank again? It definitely is important in this world. Narias remembered a few incidents involving his family status rank himself.
“But I’m glad you are working at Reina’s Magic Academy, Miss Salroze. I think you’re a great teacher,” he told her.
“Hpmh… Aren’t you a sweet talker? Maybe I’m still not strict enough if you can call me that?” Belinda half-smirked, yet her cheeks caught an adorable flush when she heard the compliment.
“Well…” Narias rubbed the back of his head, not knowing how to respond.
“Speaking of which, why did you decide to enrol into Reina’s Magic Academy yourself?” Belinda turned the focus on him. “I saw your entry exam test results. They were the highest of all the students who took the exam. You also outperform almost every other first-year student in your studies, and you can wield two magic elements. I know you come from a Noble Rank Tier Four status family, but you would’ve been accepted into a much more prestigious school none the less.”
“Oh, because it had a Magic Dungeon,” it didn’t even take a second for Narias to answer.
“Because of the Magic Dungeon?” Belinda’s eyebrows jumped up.
“Yeah. I mean, it wasn’t the only reason, of course. I loved the fact that Reina’s Magic Academy didn’t have a policy to sort the students depending on what family status rank they come from. The evaluation system is based on your performance and the results you produce, which was very appealing to me. But I think the main reason was still because the academy had a Magic Dungeon. If it didn’t… I probably would’ve chosen a different school.” Narias explained his reasons.
Wow. So, he’s really into Magic Dungeon exploration? No wonder his group took the exploration test so seriously. Hah, he’s quite a guy. Belinda was thinking in her head while listening to Narias’s story.
“I see,” the teacher lowered her head while smiling to herself. She then picked up her plate to have some more cake. Narias did the same too. A short silence befell while they were treating themselves to the late-night’s dessert.
“It is quite a distance to the academy from where you live, Miss Salroze,” Narias commented after another sip of his tea.
“Oh, yeah, it is indeed but… I sort of got used to it by now. Besides, I probably wouldn’t want to leave this house now anyway. It became too precious to me,” she told him.
“I think I understand. I feel the house is filled with care and love,” Narias looked around, trying to soak in the unseen feelings floating in the air.
“It definitely is. I still remember the days when I would visit my grandparents when I was still a child,” for some reason, Belinda felt comfortable to tell him that. “Hah, there was one time…”
She started telling him more and more about her grandparents. How amazing and loving her grandfather was, and how kind and welcoming her grandmother would be when she visited them. Belinda would watch her granddad for hours as he worked on another art piece, trying to carve something amazing again. Or she’d help her grandmother look after the flowers, unknowingly learning how to do it herself.
Narias was listening intently, nodding and adding a comment here and there, showing he was present and interested to hear more. As Belinda was telling him about her grandparents, little by little, her body was sinking into the couch, trying to make itself more comfortable. It was a middle of the night after all. She was tired and needed rest. Narias was tired too, but he couldn’t let himself fall asleep just yet. It would’ve been just too rude to fall asleep right now.
After a while, Belinda became so comfortable, and so at ease, she didn’t even notice when she was leaning against Narias. It was more of her body’s unconscious reaction, because it was reaching its limit to get so much needed rest. Narias, on the other hand, was very much aware of Belinda leaning at his shoulder, even if he was at the end of the rope falling into a deep slumber himself. Still, he was putting on an act it wasn’t a big deal and thought the teacher will pull away sooner rather than later.
However, the more Belinda spoke, the more relaxed she felt. She was most probably unaware how much she was leaning against Narias. The teacher even placed her head on his shoulder. Belinda’s voice was becoming quieter and quieter, until Narias couldn’t hear her talk. When he turned his head to check on her, he saw Miss Salroze sound asleep. Her short, violet color hair was gently falling on her face, making her calm facial expression look extremely charming.
“Huh? Miss… Salroze?” Narias asked in half whisper, but got no response. It was clear she was sound asleep.
Right, this is a little… He didn’t know what to do or think about it. Let’s just try…
He turned to the side just lightly, thinking he could squeeze out and let the teacher lay down on the couch without him being there. However, when he turned, Belinda’s head slid down his shoulder and she was about to fall face forward down on the floor. Fortunately, Narias reacted in time and caught her with his hands.
Oops! Aaa… Narias pulled Miss Salroze back up, touching her with one of his hands right where you wouldn’t expect he would.
Luckily, the teacher didn’t wake up. Instead, she curled up and placed her head on Narias’s chest, hugging him with her right arm at the same time. There was no way for Narias to squeeze himself out of it without waking her up now. Or so he thought.
Maybe… I’ll just stay like that for a while and wait for the right moment to get out later? Narias was now laying on his back, with Belinda comfortably sleeping on top of him. He had to adjust his position, so they wouldn’t fall down on the floor. Luckily, the couch was wide enough to sleep two people comfortably. As much as Narias tried to pretend to be a night owl and keep himself awake, he fell asleep soon after.
{after an unknown amount of time had passed}
Huh? Did I… fall asleep? Damn, my head is half spinning for some reason. Wait… why do I feel I’m hugging a guy? Am I… still dreaming? Hah, when was the last time I dreamed about being with a man? But… this feels so arousing… Belinda was talking to herself in her head, or in her sleep as she thought it was. I’ll be damned. That is one hot body I am feeling. I better not wake up just yet.
As Belinda was talking in her ‘dream’, she couldn’t help but let her hands get a better feel of the man’s body she felt she was pressing against. Not wanting to wake herself up, she kept her eyes closed, but she thought she wouldn’t miss a chance to treat herself just a little bit.
Belinda ran her right hand up and down the guy’s chest. She felt a what she thought was a light fabric of a t-shirt, but the guy’s chest was well built, muscular and pleasant to the touch. It left such a blissful, imaginary feeling, Belinda thought it was a real man she was touching. It didn’t matter. She wasn’t about to break out of her fantasy and ruin everything by waking up just yet.
Simply touching a guy’s chest through the fabric was obviously not enough for her. So, she quickly moved her hand down, running a circle or two around the man’s stomach, making it shiver from the excitement, which also put a satisfied smile on Belinda’s face. She licked her lips before sliding her hand under the t-shirt, feeling an electric reaction from touching the skin of his flexed abs.
Damn, he’s ripped! I’m getting wet already. I need to feel his nipples or else. Please, let me not wake up just yet. Belinda’s body shivered from the excitement, which was surreally building up inside of her. She wanted her fingers to feel the guy’s erect nipples right this instant, yet she had to restrain herself to move slowly, so she wouldn’t accidentally wake herself up.
As her hand was making its way up, Belinda was about to bite on her bottom lip, but held off at the last second, afraid to wake up if the pain would turn out to be too real or too intense, even if all of this was happening in her dream. She licked her lips as soon as her fingers touched the man’s nipple, the feeling she so desperately longed for.
I’ll be damned! This is the most realistic dream I have ever had. I can feel him breathe even. Belinda was actually biting on her bottom lip this time. I can’t… help it… I want it so bad…
She pressed her whole palm against the man’s chest fully, then massaged it left and right, so she could feel both sides of it, also stopping and playing with his nipples just briefly each time. Her body was getting on fire and she wasn’t about to be satisfied with only groping a guy’s chest. It was her dream and she was about to go all the way.
Belinda ran her hand down the man’s chest, slowing down at his incredibly ripped abs just briefly, before reaching the top fabric of what it seemed to be his pants.
Hey, outta my way! There’s no way I am stopping now! The next thing she, or the guy in her dream knew, was her masterfully and swiftly unbuttoning the pants and sliding her hand right under his trousers. Oh, shit! He’s so hard and ready! I want it inside me now!
She went to stroke the guy’s dick a few times, not wanting to let go of it even for a moment. Belinda could feel the excited pulses of the erect penis shiver in her hand in response to her movements. That just made her even more wet than before. She was ready to jump on it right here and now. However, as turned on and horny as she was, Belinda still felt she had her clothes on, which was rather unusual when the thought flashed in her head. After all, if it was a dream, you were supposed to be, and act, the way you wanted the instant you thought about it.
I don’t care. I’ve come this far, I am not backing down now. I will own this dream, and this guy whoever he is. Belinda threw any of her restrains or hesitations she still had and opened her eyes, ready to devour the guy, whoever he was. But there was a real surprise waiting for her as soon as she opened her eyes. Belinda got way more than she bargained for. Huh? Why does the guy in my dream look like… Was I really into him that much? And… why does the couch look identical to the one in my house? H… huh? W… wait… this is…
Belinda slowly lifted her eyes up to catch just enough of the room view in front of her. She quickly confirmed it was actually her room in her house. A mortifying shiver ran down her spine suddenly. She went back to look down very, very slowly, only to see Narias looking straight back at her. Needless to say, he wasn’t even trying to pretend it was all a dream, even if he was fully asleep just a few moments ago.
H… hey w… wait… This is… Don’t tell me I was groping him all this time thinking I was… dreaming? Huh? Wait… I am still holding… onto his… If Belinda’s face was steaming red from the excitement of having the hottest dream ever just a moment ago, then now it was burning red and changing shades due to whatever she was feeling right now. Her hand was still ‘hugging’ Narias manhood, which also was still as hard as it could get. The last thought that flashed inside Belinda’s head were. Fuck… me…
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“Here you go,” Belinda placed a tray with two cups of tea and two plates with cake on the table. She then passed one of each closer to Narias.
“Thank you,” he wanted to pick up his tea first, but the cup was too hot, so he pulled a plate with a cake towards him instead.
Belinda did the same, knowing how hot the tea was since she made it herself. They ate a few bites quietly, not saying a single word to one another. Most probably both of them were feeling somewhat tense drinking tea and eating cake in the middle of the night wearing nothing but pajamas on them. Narias wasn’t wearing his pajamas, of course, but having only his t-shirt and his pants on could’ve been seen as pajamas anyway.
“Can I ask you something, Miss Salroze?” Finally, after another bite of his cake, Narias decided to break the silence.
“Y… yes?” Belina’s voice sounded tense.
“You told me about your grandfather but… what was your grandmother like?” Again, Narias used the icebreaker his mom taught him about.
“Oh? My grandmother?” She was surprised to hear him ask that, which forced her to think for a moment. It also made her feel a little more relax too, even if she didn’t notice it herself. “She was… a very kind woman, and she loved flowers too.”
“Flowers?” Narias phrased his word as a question.
“Yeah,” memories flooded into Belinda’s mind. She looked up at the dark ceiling, probably going back in time, remembering something from her past. “My grandmother grew the most fascinating flower garden I had ever seen. I was amazed by the variety of colors and the beauty of the flower beds. My breath was taken away each time I saw my grandmother’s flower garden in full bloom.”
“Wow, it must’ve been an incredible sight,” Narias commented kindly. “I saw a flower garden at the front of the house when I came. It looked very beautiful too. Was it you who planted it, Miss Salroze?”
“Hah, thank you for the compliment,” Belinda somewhat smirked at what Narias had said. “But I wouldn’t even call it a flower garden. Those are only a few flower beds. It can’t even compare to the one my grandmother had.”
“Really? I still think the flowers that you grow are beautiful,” he told in response to her almost snappy comment.
“Is… that so?” The teacher was a little flustered hearing him say that.
“Can I ask something else, Miss Salroze?” Narias had another sip of his tea, which wasn’t so hot now.
“What is it?” Belinda was curious what else he would ask.
“Why did you decide to become a teacher?” He wanted to know.
“What?” Again, Belinda didn’t expect to hear such a question.
“Ah… sorry. You don’t have to answer that if you don’t want to, Miss Salroze,” Narias realized he might’ve asked something too personal.
“It’s ok. I just… don’t remember anyone ever asking me that,” she actually had to think about it. “I think… it was because I was unhappy with the teachers at the academy myself.”
“You weren’t happy with the teachers at Reina’s Magic Academy? But…” it was hard for him to believe. Narias always thought the teachers at his current school were amazing. Or at least, most of them were.
“Nah, it wasn’t at Reina’s Magic Academy. It was a different academy I was studying at, but I’d rather not say which one it was. I just thought some teachers were treating their students unfairly, myself included. I graduated with above average marks, but if not for the politics and the biases towards family status ranks, I probably would’ve ended up at the top ten in the whole academy.” Belinda told her story, having a sip of her tea afterwards.
Family’s status rank again? It definitely is important in this world. Narias remembered a few incidents involving his family status rank himself.
“But I’m glad you are working at Reina’s Magic Academy, Miss Salroze. I think you’re a great teacher,” he told her.
“Hpmh… Aren’t you a sweet talker? Maybe I’m still not strict enough if you can call me that?” Belinda half-smirked, yet her cheeks caught an adorable flush when she heard the compliment.
“Well…” Narias rubbed the back of his head, not knowing how to respond.
“Speaking of which, why did you decide to enrol into Reina’s Magic Academy yourself?” Belinda turned the focus on him. “I saw your entry exam test results. They were the highest of all the students who took the exam. You also outperform almost every other first-year student in your studies, and you can wield two magic elements. I know you come from a Noble Rank Tier Four status family, but you would’ve been accepted into a much more prestigious school none the less.”
“Oh, because it had a Magic Dungeon,” it didn’t even take a second for Narias to answer.
“Because of the Magic Dungeon?” Belinda’s eyebrows jumped up.
“Yeah. I mean, it wasn’t the only reason, of course. I loved the fact that Reina’s Magic Academy didn’t have a policy to sort the students depending on what family status rank they come from. The evaluation system is based on your performance and the results you produce, which was very appealing to me. But I think the main reason was still because the academy had a Magic Dungeon. If it didn’t… I probably would’ve chosen a different school.” Narias explained his reasons.
Wow. So, he’s really into Magic Dungeon exploration? No wonder his group took the exploration test so seriously. Hah, he’s quite a guy. Belinda was thinking in her head while listening to Narias’s story.
“I see,” the teacher lowered her head while smiling to herself. She then picked up her plate to have some more cake. Narias did the same too. A short silence befell while they were treating themselves to the late-night’s dessert.
“It is quite a distance to the academy from where you live, Miss Salroze,” Narias commented after another sip of his tea.
“Oh, yeah, it is indeed but… I sort of got used to it by now. Besides, I probably wouldn’t want to leave this house now anyway. It became too precious to me,” she told him.
“I think I understand. I feel the house is filled with care and love,” Narias looked around, trying to soak in the unseen feelings floating in the air.
“It definitely is. I still remember the days when I would visit my grandparents when I was still a child,” for some reason, Belinda felt comfortable to tell him that. “Hah, there was one time…”
She started telling him more and more about her grandparents. How amazing and loving her grandfather was, and how kind and welcoming her grandmother would be when she visited them. Belinda would watch her granddad for hours as he worked on another art piece, trying to carve something amazing again. Or she’d help her grandmother look after the flowers, unknowingly learning how to do it herself.
Narias was listening intently, nodding and adding a comment here and there, showing he was present and interested to hear more. As Belinda was telling him about her grandparents, little by little, her body was sinking into the couch, trying to make itself more comfortable. It was a middle of the night after all. She was tired and needed rest. Narias was tired too, but he couldn’t let himself fall asleep just yet. It would’ve been just too rude to fall asleep right now.
After a while, Belinda became so comfortable, and so at ease, she didn’t even notice when she was leaning against Narias. It was more of her body’s unconscious reaction, because it was reaching its limit to get so much needed rest. Narias, on the other hand, was very much aware of Belinda leaning at his shoulder, even if he was at the end of the rope falling into a deep slumber himself. Still, he was putting on an act it wasn’t a big deal and thought the teacher will pull away sooner rather than later.
However, the more Belinda spoke, the more relaxed she felt. She was most probably unaware how much she was leaning against Narias. The teacher even placed her head on his shoulder. Belinda’s voice was becoming quieter and quieter, until Narias couldn’t hear her talk. When he turned his head to check on her, he saw Miss Salroze sound asleep. Her short, violet color hair was gently falling on her face, making her calm facial expression look extremely charming.
“Huh? Miss… Salroze?” Narias asked in half whisper, but got no response. It was clear she was sound asleep.
Right, this is a little… He didn’t know what to do or think about it. Let’s just try…
He turned to the side just lightly, thinking he could squeeze out and let the teacher lay down on the couch without him being there. However, when he turned, Belinda’s head slid down his shoulder and she was about to fall face forward down on the floor. Fortunately, Narias reacted in time and caught her with his hands.
Oops! Aaa… Narias pulled Miss Salroze back up, touching her with one of his hands right where you wouldn’t expect he would.
Luckily, the teacher didn’t wake up. Instead, she curled up and placed her head on Narias’s chest, hugging him with her right arm at the same time. There was no way for Narias to squeeze himself out of it without waking her up now. Or so he thought.
Maybe… I’ll just stay like that for a while and wait for the right moment to get out later? Narias was now laying on his back, with Belinda comfortably sleeping on top of him. He had to adjust his position, so they wouldn’t fall down on the floor. Luckily, the couch was wide enough to sleep two people comfortably. As much as Narias tried to pretend to be a night owl and keep himself awake, he fell asleep soon after.
{after an unknown amount of time had passed}
Huh? Did I… fall asleep? Damn, my head is half spinning for some reason. Wait… why do I feel I’m hugging a guy? Am I… still dreaming? Hah, when was the last time I dreamed about being with a man? But… this feels so arousing… Belinda was talking to herself in her head, or in her sleep as she thought it was. I’ll be damned. That is one hot body I am feeling. I better not wake up just yet.
As Belinda was talking in her ‘dream’, she couldn’t help but let her hands get a better feel of the man’s body she felt she was pressing against. Not wanting to wake herself up, she kept her eyes closed, but she thought she wouldn’t miss a chance to treat herself just a little bit.
Belinda ran her right hand up and down the guy’s chest. She felt a what she thought was a light fabric of a t-shirt, but the guy’s chest was well built, muscular and pleasant to the touch. It left such a blissful, imaginary feeling, Belinda thought it was a real man she was touching. It didn’t matter. She wasn’t about to break out of her fantasy and ruin everything by waking up just yet.
Simply touching a guy’s chest through the fabric was obviously not enough for her. So, she quickly moved her hand down, running a circle or two around the man’s stomach, making it shiver from the excitement, which also put a satisfied smile on Belinda’s face. She licked her lips before sliding her hand under the t-shirt, feeling an electric reaction from touching the skin of his flexed abs.
Damn, he’s ripped! I’m getting wet already. I need to feel his nipples or else. Please, let me not wake up just yet. Belinda’s body shivered from the excitement, which was surreally building up inside of her. She wanted her fingers to feel the guy’s erect nipples right this instant, yet she had to restrain herself to move slowly, so she wouldn’t accidentally wake herself up.
As her hand was making its way up, Belinda was about to bite on her bottom lip, but held off at the last second, afraid to wake up if the pain would turn out to be too real or too intense, even if all of this was happening in her dream. She licked her lips as soon as her fingers touched the man’s nipple, the feeling she so desperately longed for.
I’ll be damned! This is the most realistic dream I have ever had. I can feel him breathe even. Belinda was actually biting on her bottom lip this time. I can’t… help it… I want it so bad…
She pressed her whole palm against the man’s chest fully, then massaged it left and right, so she could feel both sides of it, also stopping and playing with his nipples just briefly each time. Her body was getting on fire and she wasn’t about to be satisfied with only groping a guy’s chest. It was her dream and she was about to go all the way.
Belinda ran her hand down the man’s chest, slowing down at his incredibly ripped abs just briefly, before reaching the top fabric of what it seemed to be his pants.
Hey, outta my way! There’s no way I am stopping now! The next thing she, or the guy in her dream knew, was her masterfully and swiftly unbuttoning the pants and sliding her hand right under his trousers. Oh, shit! He’s so hard and ready! I want it inside me now!
She went to stroke the guy’s dick a few times, not wanting to let go of it even for a moment. Belinda could feel the excited pulses of the erect penis shiver in her hand in response to her movements. That just made her even more wet than before. She was ready to jump on it right here and now. However, as turned on and horny as she was, Belinda still felt she had her clothes on, which was rather unusual when the thought flashed in her head. After all, if it was a dream, you were supposed to be, and act, the way you wanted the instant you thought about it.
I don’t care. I’ve come this far, I am not backing down now. I will own this dream, and this guy whoever he is. Belinda threw any of her restrains or hesitations she still had and opened her eyes, ready to devour the guy, whoever he was. But there was a real surprise waiting for her as soon as she opened her eyes. Belinda got way more than she bargained for. Huh? Why does the guy in my dream look like… Was I really into him that much? And… why does the couch look identical to the one in my house? H… huh? W… wait… this is…
Belinda slowly lifted her eyes up to catch just enough of the room view in front of her. She quickly confirmed it was actually her room in her house. A mortifying shiver ran down her spine suddenly. She went back to look down very, very slowly, only to see Narias looking straight back at her. Needless to say, he wasn’t even trying to pretend it was all a dream, even if he was fully asleep just a few moments ago.
H… hey w… wait… This is… Don’t tell me I was groping him all this time thinking I was… dreaming? Huh? Wait… I am still holding… onto his… If Belinda’s face was steaming red from the excitement of having the hottest dream ever just a moment ago, then now it was burning red and changing shades due to whatever she was feeling right now. Her hand was still ‘hugging’ Narias manhood, which also was still as hard as it could get. The last thought that flashed inside Belinda’s head were. Fuck… me…
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