Alex and Ash stepped out of the apartment door together.
The hallway air was still thick with the faint, intimate musk of last night, sweat, sex, and dried cum clinging to the walls and carpet like a secret perfume that made Ash's core pulse with fresh heat.
She walked very close, her soft, warm body brushing against his side with every step, her arm looped shyly but possessively through his.
The blush on her cheeks lingered like a permanent glow, soft pink spreading down her neck and across the tops of her breasts, nipples already stiffening painfully against the thin fabric of her shirt at the mere proximity to him.
Her golden eyes shimmered with faint heart-shaped reflections, lips still slightly swollen and glossy from last night's desperate sucking, mouth watering uncontrollably at the memory of his taste.
The skin of her inner thighs rubbed together slickly as she walked, pussy throbbing with residual ache, fresh slick leaking slowly from her well-used entrance and soaking into her panties, making every step send a shiver of needy friction through her core.
She no longer flinched or hid from him, the corruption and bonding had melted away the last walls of her shyness around him. Now she leaned into his strength, small smile flickering every time their eyes met, fingers tightening around his arm as if afraid he might vanish, her breath warm and shaky against his sleeve, clit pulsing with every brush of fabric.
Inside the apartment, Mary was still tidying up and cleaning up a bit before going to the store. While Alex and Ash had morning classes.
As soon as they stepped into the hallway, the door to the neighboring apartment clicked open with a sharp, deliberate sound.
CLICK~
A familiar figure emerged.
The landlord Elena, tall, statuesque, with porcelain skin, sharp emerald eyes, and raven-black hair pulled into a severe bun, paused mid-step.
She wore her usual tailored black blazer and pencil skirt that hugged her wide hips and long legs like a second skin, white blouse crisp but unbuttoned just enough to hint at deep cleavage. Her heels clicked once on the tile then stopped.
Her gaze raked Alex from head to toe, lingering on his broad shoulders, the faint outline of abs under his shirt, the confident way he stood, then dropped to Ash pressed so close against his side, small hand clutching his arm.
Elena's lower lip caught between her teeth, just a tiny, unconscious bite, and a faint, unmistakable flush crept across her high cheekbones, turning her usual icy composure into something warmer, almost vulnerable. Her nipples hardened visibly against the thin blouse, thighs visibly squeezing together under the tight skirt as a fresh wave of heat flooded her core, pussy clenching with sudden, shameful need.
"..." Alex raised an eyebrow. Elena never blushed or showed any emotions. Never.
She resumed walking, heels clicking sharply, but slowed as she passed them. She paused right beside them, close enough that Alex caught the faint scent of her perfume, crisp jasmine undercut with something darker, needier, mixed with the subtle, unmistakable tang of her own arousal leaking through her panties.
Her voice came out low, clipped, but trembling just enough to betray her cold attitude, her breath hitching as another throb of need pulsed between her legs.
"Walls are thick but not completely soundproof. Keep it down... some of us are trying to sleep."
She turned her face away quickly but not before Alex noticed her thighs squeeze together under the tight skirt, a subtle shiver running through her frame, her breath hitching once.
Her cheeks were still flushed, eyes slightly glassy, the ice queen cracked, faint dark circles under her eyes from hours of restless listening to lustful moaning, thighs probably still sticky from her own desperate fingers.
Ash's face went scarlet. She buried it against Alex's arm, a tiny "eek" escaping her, her fingers tightening on his sleeve, body trembling with a mix of embarrassment and lingering arousal, pussy clenching hard at the memory of last night.
Alex took a moment to understand what meant, then smirked as he watched her walk away.
Liza's voice bubbled in his mind, shameless and giggling. 'Ohhh~ ♡ Poor ice queen. I may have forgotten to fully soundproof the apartment last night. Oops~ She heard everything, mommy screaming for Daddy's cum, cum-pet choking on your thick load, for hours. No wonder she looks sleepless. Bet she's dripping right now♡."
Elena disappeared into the elevator without another word. But even though he made her night hot and noisy, she didn't complain that much. Which was a sign Liza's corruption was gradually working...
"S-Sorry, Daddy, I was too loud..." Ash clung tighter to his arm apologetically, cheek resting against his shoulder, still blushing furiously, her breath warm and shaky against his skin.
They walked to campus in comfortable silence, Ash's small hand eventually slipping into his, fingers interlacing shyly.
He accepted all her attempts to get close, but he did look like a womanizer... Each day holding hands with a different girl.
But he had no care for people's opinion.
Ash belonged to him now and obviously he wanted to be intimate with her too. She hummed softly, golden eyes shining whenever she looked up at him, the faint pink glow of her womb tattoo visible under her sleeved shirt when the fabric shifted with her steps.
But fortunately, only he could see that beautiful mark.
At the campus gates, Lily waved enthusiastically from across the quad then froze when she saw Ash holding hands with Alex. Her eyes went wide, mouth dropping open in shock, cheeks turning bright red as she stared at the way Ash clung to him, body pressed close, eyes soft with adoration.
Ash hesitated, old shyness flickering, but she gave Alex's hand one last squeeze, whispered "see you later, Daddy… ♡" and hurried over to her friend.
Lily immediately grabbed her arm, whispering furiously, face flushed.
Alex just smiled and kept walking.
The stares started as soon as he stepped onto the main path. Whispers followed, soft gasps, giggles, envious sighs. Girls glanced, blushed, looked away quickly, some biting their lips or pressing thighs together as heat flooded their cores.
The attention had grown lately, ever since his effortless charm started turning heads. The weight of all those eyes prickled his skin like static, the faint scent of perfume and arousal drifting toward him from passing groups.
But it didn't feel bad at all, rather very pleasant and addictive. Maybe he was becoming an incubus without noticing. For him, lust was like blood to a vampire.
Still he hurried into the lecture hall and slid into his usual seat.
Alice was already there, waiting.
Her blue eyes lit up the second she saw him, sparkling with adoration, pupils dilating slightly, cheeks already flushed a deep pink.
Black hair tied in a neat ponytail that swayed gently when she shifted, sleeved white blouse hugging her large, soft breasts, the fabric stretched tight across her chest, faint outline of hard nipples visible through the thin material, aching peaks begging for touch.
A dark blue skirt riding up just enough to show thick, creamy thighs pressed tightly together under the desk, her cute usual outfit that barely looked cute with her well-developed sinful body.
A red scarf was wrapped snugly around her neck, unusual for her, but it only made her look more delicate, more secretive, the soft wool slightly chafing the skin where the collar hid beneath.
She greeted him with a deep blush, voice soft and adoring.
"Good morning…"
"Good morning, Alice" Alex sat beside her with a charming smile on his face, eyes scanning her pretty, flushed face, the way her lashes fluttered, lips parted slightly, the faint tremble in her fingers resting on the desk, the sweet scent of her shampoo and faint arousal wafting toward him.
His gaze drifted to the scarf.
Alice noticed. Her blush deepened until her ears turned red too. She glanced around the classroom, making sure no one was looking, then lowered the scarf just enough.
Underneath, a familiar red dog collar appeared. Snug around her throat. Silver heart-shaped name-tag dangling in front, engraved with a delicate script "Master's Puppy".
The metal glinted faintly under the faint sunlight lights, the collar slightly chafing the soft skin of her neck, proof she'd worn it all night, maybe slept in it, the leather warm from her body heat, her pulse racing against it.
It was the same collar Alex gave her the other day. The one Liza made for her and for her to keep as his puppy.
Alex's eyebrows rose. Surprise, then a slow, pleased smile.
Alice quickly covered it again with the scarf, looking down with shy, lust-filled eyes, thighs clenching tighter under the desk, a fresh wave of slick soaking her panties.
"I… I liked it… so I started wearing it often… but I c-can't wear it in public, so I'm hiding it with the scarf…" Her voice trembled, barely above a whisper. "I'm… your good puppy… right…?"
Alex leaned close, lips brushing her ear, warm breath sending a shiver down her spine, making her nipples harden to painful points against her blouse.
"Yeah, my good puppy ♡"
Alice's thighs clenched tight under the desk. A sweet, muffled moan escaped her, barely audible, as she pressed the scarf to her mouth, eyes fluttering shut for a second, body shivering with instant arousal, clit throbbing hard, pussy flooding with fresh heat.
Liza chuckled in his mind. 'She's truly a perfect pet. Needs lots of treats, Master~ ♡'
The succubus was right. Alex nodded in agreement, his puppy definitely needed more attention and treats for being this good.
But before he could tease her more a footstep of high-heels echoed into the classroom as their professor entered, it was none other than seductive professor Janeth.
Tight black pencil skirt hugging wide hips and thick thighs, fabric whispering with every step, white blouse unbuttoned just low enough to show deep, creamy cleavage that rose and fell with each breath, nipples faintly visible as hard peaks through the thin material, long dark hair cascading over one shoulder in glossy waves, red lips curved in a knowing, predatory smile.
Her brown lustful eyes scanned the room, sharp, commanding, then locked on Alex, pupils dilating slightly. He looked like a worthy prey for her.
A hard prey to hunt.
The entire class quieted instantly to her feminine honey-like voice.
Glossy lips curl into a triumphant smirk, she knew she was irresistible as she watched all the gawking eyes directed at her.
"Before we dive into today's lessons, darlings~" she purrs, voice a velvet caress laced with venom, crimson nails tapping a stack of exams sheets "let's hand back your graded sheets so you know exactly where you need improvement~"
Her smoky eyes burn lasers straight at Alex from the front, smirking wider like a predator scenting blood as she struts to his desk, handing graded exam sheets to everyone until she arrived at his.
"Hmmm~" She leans in extra close, perfume thick and intoxicating, massive cleavage hovering inches from his face as she slaps the thick red "F" exam down hard, paper rattling his pencil, the grade circled in vicious red ink like a brand.
"See me after class. It seems you're getting dumber~" she husked, lips brushing his ear almost, A victorious smirk played on her lips. Beneath the table, her stiletto slowly traced a line up his calf. She let the sharp heel graze higher, stopping just short of his inner thigh as if it were a complete accident.
"Your... grades demand a very... private discussion."
Alex blinks stunned, he's top student, aced every test, why this blatant sabotage?
He didn't care about no bad grades as he was doing well with Liza's help, but he was confused at her sudden move of failing him.
Was it part of her revenge or trying to get his attention? However it was, he didn't find pleasant to toy with him in that regard.
Liza hissed sharp in his head. She was also puzzled. 'Huh? A revenge play? This bitter slut tanking your grade to make you beg her? I thought this dangerous bitch would go farther than that. But still be careful.'
Janeth thought she would make her crumble down on his knees for good grades, after finding out how of a nerd he was. Or maybe that was just what they thought.
She straightened up with a smug on her charming face, along with a knowing wink "Don't forget ~" sauntering away with extra hip-swing for his eyes only, ass cheeks flexing under tight fabric like a siren's call, fully convinced he's already cracking under her seductive web.
As Janeth turned to saunter back at the podium, Alex's head snaps, something hot and primal snapping inside him.
Lust surged, dark and furious, mixing with sharp, sudden anger at her dirty play. The "F" burns in his vision like a taunt. His cock throbbed painfully hard inside his pants, veins pulsing with rage and raw need.
He imagined it. Bending her over that podium right there, ripping the skirt up, slamming into her dripping cunt from behind while the whole class watched, fucking her senseless until she screamed his name instead of smirking.
His red eyes darken with urge, brows forming into a frown, a low growl building in his throat.
Janeth paused mid-step, as if she felt the shift in the air.
She glanced back over her shoulder, catching the raw hunger and anger blazing in his gaze.
Her smirk deepens into something feral and joyful.
Slowly and deliberately, she placed one red-nailed hand on her big, round ass, fingers sinking into the firm flesh through the tight skirt. She squeezes once, hard, making the cheek jiggle noticeably.
Her brown alluring eyes lock with his red ones, pupils dilating further, lips parting on a silent, breathy moan.
Then she winks. Slow and filthy and carried on walking, hips rolling even more obscenely, fully aware she just lit a fuse.
Maybe Liza's wariness of Janeth was just an overreaction? Perhaps he could ignore them and teach his professor a lesson?