Myles kept kneading Nadine's breast as their lips remained locked in a hungry kiss.
When his urgency grew he tugged at her clothes but also fumbled a few times.
Nadine who was just as impatient also eagerly helped him undo the buttons and peel away the fabric. In moments, she was bare naked before him. Her flushed skin glowing under the dim light of the classroom.
Without hesitation, she reached for his clothes next, pulling them off with equal desperation until both of them sat naked there with bodies trembling with anticipation.
Nadine pressed her lips to his cheek, trailing kisses down his jaw and neck. Her mouth lingered on his chest where she left a burning hickey before moving lower, sucking at his nipple with teasing persistence.
Myles exhaled deeply, the sound of his pleasure also spurring her on, making her more excited.
Seeing his expression filled with satisfaction made her heart race. She wanted him to feel just as good as he had made her feel before.
About a minute had passed. When Myles's fingers had played with her soaked pussy, Nadine had already reached her orgasm. The memory of her climax left her both weak and exhilarated, but also determined.
"I won't be the only one losing control…" she thought, silently promising herself to return the favor.
She gently pushed Myles onto the cold floor. The chill of the floor was forgotten as their burning bodies pressed together.
Nadine climbed over him, her eyes smoldering with desire, a lustful smile curving her lips.
Myles met her gaze and smiled back, surrendering himself to whatever she intended to do.
Sliding lower, Nadine wrapped her lips around his penis and began with a slow and deliberate suck.
Myles's eyes fluttered shut, a deep groan escaping his throat as she worked him with her mouth.
Encouraged by his reactions, she quickened her pace, wet sounds filling the room as her lips slid further down his length giving him fellatio as best as she could.
With reckless devotion, she forced him deeper until his entire penis disappeared down her throat.
Her body trembled and after a moment she gagged, pulling back with a fit of coughing.
Tears welled in her eyes, but she shook her head when Myles reached for her.
"Don't push yourself too hard," he said gently.
"No…" Nadine whispered, breathless but smiling. "I like this."
Myles smirked, voice low and rough. "Well, if you like it then do whatever you want."
She dove back down relentlessly and took his entire length deeper with every thrust of her throat.
Myles clenched his jaw, the sensation of hitting the back of her throat nearly making him climax.
Nadine decided to add more. She starts licking and caressing his balls between strokes, driving him closer to the edge.
When her own arousal became unbearable, she climbed onto him, positioning herself above his throbbing penis.
With a shuddering breath, Nadine lowered her dripping pussy onto him, sinking down until he filled her completely.
Both groaned in unison. Then she began to move fast and eager, riding him with a fevered rhythm that echoed through the empty classroom.
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They kept going for nearly an hour, bodies colliding again and again in heat and hunger.
Nadine lost count of how many times her body shuddered from orgasm, but by the end, she knew it had been at least five times.
Each climax left her weaker, her thighs quivering yet she still clung to him with stubborn devotion.
When Myles finally reached his own climax, he groaned her name and pulled out, releasing his hot liquid over her breasts and face.
Nadine gasped at the sudden warmth dripping down her skin, her chest rising and falling in heavy breaths.
She had promised herself she would make him lose control more than her, but in the end she couldn't keep up.
Myles's stamina, his sheer endurance, was something far beyond her own. His stats were simply too high.
Exhausted, Nadine collapsed on top of him, both of them trembling in the afterglow.
For a few long minutes, only their ragged breathing filled the silent classroom.
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Morning crept through the windows. Before anyone else wakes up Myles and Nadine quietly slip away to the bath.
They washed together, letting the warm water rinse away the sweat of the night while stealing small moments of intimacy before returning to their roles as survivors.
By the time they joined the others the group had already divided itself in two.
The ten survivors sat at the corner, eating the simple but abundant breakfast. The rest huddled against the walls with blank eyes and hollow expressions, still not willing to move or speak.
The split was obvious, and Myles didn't like it. Watching them, he thought about how useless those people were. He can't let this keep going on.
"If they won't fight, then maybe there's another way to make them useful…"
"Should we really move to another part of the city today?" Victor finally asked, breaking the silence.
"I think so." Myles nodded firmly, then swept his gaze across the others. "Everyone agree?"
No one objected. Heads nodded one by one, acceptance passing through the group.
It was clear this path was their only real choice other than throwing themselves blindly into the unknown vortex.
After a quick round of preparations, the newly recruited survivors assigned their stat points to the attributes they believed suited them best. Then the group set out once more, leaving behind the safety of the university building.
On their way through broken streets, the group killed more mutated humans and animals, each kill adding more EXP to them.
When they finally reached the edge of the district, silence swallowed them. Everyone froze.
"W-What is that?" Ethan stammered, his voice barely holding steady.
Before them loomed a massive thing that looked like a black rock but threaded with glowing purple veins that pulsed like a heartbeat.
The rock was alive, radiating a strange energy that made the air around it vibrating.
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