NTR School

Raphael reached forward and unbuttoned the top of Celeste's white school shirt.

He looked at her face, which was flustered and nervous.

She constantly swivelled her head around, checking to see if anyone was coming down the hallway.

"Should we just do this inside?" He suggested, attempting to ease her nerves, but the brown-haired woman shook her head.

"No, it has to be out here. Doing it inside my boyfriend's dorm would be... Disrespectful."

Raphael stood there for a few moments, confused, before continuing with the buttons.

So she will let me play with her tits, but going inside of the room with her is where she draws the line?

Interesting logic.

Finally, the shirt was open enough for him to see her breasts.

He looked at them, bursting from the top of her pink bra, but Celeste looked away, nervous.

Raphael reached his hand into her shirt, and pulled her bra down, causing her breasts to jiggle from its restraints.

They were round and tanned, yet her nipples were a baby pink which created a beautiful contrast.

"D-do you like them?" She asked shyly.

Is she really insecure about these?

Raphael reached his hands forward and gently played with her tits.

They felt like pillows in his hands, so large he could barely fit them.

Celeste's breathing was already heavy, and he hadn't even done anything special yet.

"Of course I do."

He reached down and gently pinched a nipple with his fingers.

"Auhhh~♡" she let out a moan that she tried to cover with her hands, but she couldn't help it.

As he continued to play with her pink nipples, rubbing and flicking them, she tried to bite down on her fingers to soften the moans.

But it hardly worked.

"H-how does this feel so good~,♡" she said, between breaths as she enjoyed the moment.

Raphael squeezed both nipples at the same time.

She was sensitive, so he knew what sort of reaction he would get from it.

"Mhm fuckkk~♡"

Celeste's body began to tremble as she fell forwards into Raphael's arms, and pressed her large breasts against his chest.

He felt her shaking from pleasure in his arms.

Raphael strikes again.

Celeste pulled away and looked up at him.

"Did I- did I seriously orgasm from having my nipples played with?"

A small smile etched onto her face, as she tried her best to stop her body from trembling.

"I guess you've never experienced that before huh?" Raphael teased.

"O-of course not. Damien has never been able to do that to me. It makes me wonder what else you can do..."

Raphael was already stiff, but his mind raced with thoughts.

Does she want me to fuck her?

She was absolutely beautiful, so of course it was what he wanted.

But just as things started to get good, he heard footsteps coming from down the hall.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

At first, they were slow, and upon hearing them, Celeste quickly let go of him and tried to rebutton her shirt.

But it was too late.

Stalking down the hall was Damien, his face filled with rage.

Raphael simply stood there, watching the man approach. It wasn't the first time he had been caught in the act.

"So this why you came here, Celeste. To fuck around behind your boyfriend's back?!"

He spat out the words with scorn as Celeste shook her head frantically, attempting to deny the allegations.

"N-no, this isn't what it looks like." She said, finishing the last button of her shirt. "Me and Raphael were just talking."

Damien was getting closer, rolling up his sleeves.

I should probably prepare myself...

"Do you think I'm an idiot? Look beneath you!"

Raphael and Celeste both looked down to see a tiny puddle on the floor.

Shit. She ended up squirting. No chance of hiding it now.

Celeste covered her lower areas with her hands, clutching at her wet skirt.

Her face was filled with embarrassment and shame, yet Raphael...

He was smiling.

"Look, Damien. It's not my fault you couldn't pleasure your woman. A real man had to step forward, and do what you were incapable of-"

His words were cut off as Damien threw his hands forward, sending a burst of flames down the corridor.

However, Raphael had expected it.

He grabbed Celeste's arm and threw her behind him.

The flames were large and would engulf everything in the corridor if it was not blocked.

Damien was prepared to kill them both, including his girlfriend.

Better do something.

Raphael channelled his birthright, speaking to the beast that resided deep inside his soul.

It was a cold beast. One that had been there ever since his birth, and grew stronger with every passing year.

Ryak'al. Are you ready?

Raphael outstretched his hands the same way Damien had, and let The White Dragon roar.

A terrific flame emerged from his hands, though, unlike the standard orange that came down the hall towards him, Raphael's was white.

The Breathe Of Ryak'al.

The white flames crashed down the corridor and engulfed Damien's flames with ease, hardly finding it difficult.

The two forces generated immense heat, but ultimately, Raphael's was, of course, stronger.

After all, he was an S-ranked student.

After The White Dragons Breathe crashed through the orange flames of Damien, it continued until it met his opponent.

But before it could kill the poor A-Rank student, Raphael ordered Ryak'al to withdraw the flames.

The sounds of fires hissing away echoed through dormitory halls as Raphael stood there confidently.

Behind him, Celeste was covering her eyes from the terrible sight.

And down the other side of the corridors, Damien was on his knees, cowering away from his opponent.

His clothes had burned from the heat, leaving him naked.

Embarrassed and shamed in front of his girlfriend.

Things remained that way for only a few moments before the sound of an alarm began to ring through the school halls, and footsteps began to make their way down the hall.

Their battle had drawn the teachers' attention.

Great... What a start to my education...

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