“Cum for me,” Silver commanded, his silver eyes glowing in the shadows as they locked with mine.
His words pushed me over the edge. My back arched off the wall as pleasure exploded through me, my cock pulsing as I came in hot spurts over his hand and both our stomachs. My shadows convulsed with me, rippling across the room in waves of darkness that made the lights flicker.
“Fuck, Ash,” Silver growled, his own orgasm following seconds after mine. He buried his face in my neck as his hips jerked, his cum mixing with mine between our bodies.
I held onto him, trembling through the aftershocks, my shadows gradually calming as the pleasure ebbed. For several long moments, we just stood there, breathing hard, our bodies pressed together in the aftermath.
Light slowly filtered back into the world as my shadows receded. I was still shaking, unable to speak yet. And to my surprise, Silver seemed just as overwhelmed, just as satisfied. I couldn’t help feeling a small swelling of pride. The football team captain, the guy who could fuck anyone he wanted, was breathless and shaking withme.
“Uh… Ash?” Silver asked.
“Yeah?”
“Where are we?”
I glanced around, taking in our surroundings for the first time. To my surprise, I found that I was no longer pressed against a tile wall, but a tree. Instead of standing in the locker room, we were standing cock to cock, cum coating us both, in the middle of the woods. And it was cold.
A quick glance at my hand showed that the silver ring Professor Blackwood had given me was gone, burned away tonothing but ash against my skin. Clearly my magic was far more powerful than she’d expected.
“Uh… I don’t… know.”
Chapter 11
Ash
Both Silver and I were standing in the Dean’s office along with the head of magical security and Professor Blackwood. We were in deep shit.
“So, Mr. Vale,” the Dean said, taking a seat behind his desk. “Would you like to explain everyone how you managed an unsanctioned teleportation from within the wards being only a sophomore year student?” He looked at Silver. “And how Mr. Erestolal here is involved?”
“D-Do you need theexactstory?” I asked, heat rushing to my cheeks. “Or is a rough approximation alright?”
“Exact details, Mr. Vale,” the Dean said, looking thoroughly unamused by my deflection. “This is a serious breach of school security. We need to know every detail so we can make sure it doesn’t happen again.”
My stomach dropped to the floor. “Um, well, sir...” I stammered, looking anywhere but at Silver or Professor Blackwood. The shadows in the corners of the room seemed to shrink away from me, as if even they were embarrassed.
“We’re waiting, Mr. Vale,” Dean Thornfield said, tapping his fingers on the desk.
Silver cleared his throat beside me. “Sir, if I may?—”
“You may not, Mr. Erestolal,” the Dean cut him off sharply. “I’d like to hear from Mr. Vale first, considering he’s the one who apparently transported you both through our supposedly impenetrable wards.”
I took a deep breath, wishing the ground would open up and swallow me whole. “We were in the locker room, sir. I was cleaning, and Silver came in to get a textbook he’d forgotten.”
“At midnight?” Professor Blackwood asked, one eyebrow raised.
“Yes,” I nodded, not meeting her eyes. “I’ve been... adjusting my cleaning schedule to accommodate my coursework.”
The head of magical security, a stern-looking djinn with turquoise blue skin, scoffed. “And this required both of you to be naked when you were found?”
My face burned so hot I thought it might catch fire. “We, uh... that is to say...”
“They were engaging in sexual activities, obviously,” Professor Blackwood stated matter-of-factly. “What I want to know is how that led to breaking through the school’s protective wards and materializing in the woods three miles from campus.”
I glanced at Silver, who looked surprisingly composed despite the situation. His silver eyes met mine briefly, and I felt that familiar spark between us.
“My shadows got... excited,” I admitted, wishing I could disappear into them right now. “When we... when I... during the...” I gestured vaguely with my hands.
“During your orgasm,” Professor Blackwood supplied helpfully, making me want to die on the spot. “Your magic responded to the heightened emotional and physical state.”
