I flick my gaze down, then back to her eyes. “It happens. Seems like you might have something in mind?”
She blushes. “I kind of want to… put my mouth on it?”
My eyes widen. With how inexperienced she is, she probably didn’t realize that’s a thing people do.Or is she still getting used to going for what she wants?Either way, I like this boldness.
“Go for it.”
Ellie smiles coyly, then scooches lower. A few seconds later, her fingers brush gently along my shaft while her lips wrap around the tip.
Pleasure tingles through me, my balls tightening as I mumble something, not really sure what, and she giggles in response. But a minute later, it’s clear she has no clue what she’s doing, so we have to stop so I can enlighten her. Then, for efficiency’s sake, I suggest she sits on my face while we both go to town on one another, her pussy grinding against me as she takes my cock down her throat.
What have I done to her?
Despite our best efforts at multitasking, we still end up out of breath and a quarter bell late to her fire incanting class, almost colliding with Professor Beckwith as Ellie throws open the door.
“You’re late.” His eyes narrow as he notices me standing behind Ellie, squeezing her hand, then they shift back to her. “Reid can fill you in on your instructions for today.”
Ellie nods quickly, flustered. “I’m sorry, Professor. It won’t happen again.” She hurries inside, dragging me behind her.
It’s a smallish classroom, mostly empty except for a bunch of desks crammed against the wall, lit by the dull sunlight coming through an open window. Reid’s digging through his bag on one of the desks, and I plop down on the one next to him, keeping my eyes on Ellie.
He glances up at me. “Don’t you have somewhere to be?”
“I have a free period.”
“Great,” he mutters, unbuttoning his waistcoat. He turns to Ellie, pulling off her coat nearby. “We’re to practice sequences seven and eight today, full fire, for his review at the end.”
Wait a second…
They’re both stripping down to their underclothes.
I jump to my feet. “What are you doing?”
“Relax, man. You know she’s not my type.”
“It’s a matter of practicality.” Ellie’s thin white chemisette leaves nothing to the imagination, her arms and legs completely bare. “It’s impossible to go through these in full uniform without dying.”
I begrudgingly settle back down on the desk, annoyed that Reid has apparently gotten to spend the last several weeks seeing more of her flesh than I did. “You’d think they’d provide special uniforms for this,” I mumble under my breath.
“They do,” Ellie says, “but they’re still rather suffocating. Since it’s only the two of us, this is far more comfortable.”
They both grab a sword from the shelf and stand side-by-side in the center of the room with about six feet of distance between them. They nod to each other, then move forward and backward, slicing their blades through the air at invisible enemies, completely synchronized with one another.
With fire. Lots and lots of fire, pouring off the gleaming metal, bursting into the air.
It’s mesmerizing to watch, and with the heat of the flames filling the room, my temperature rises as I follow Ellie’s graceful movements—how the muscles in her arms and legs flex and release, sweat dripping down her skin as she gasps for breath…
“That’s it, you’re leaving.” Reid grabs my shirt and drags me to the door. “I’m not spending the entire period trapped in here while you fuck Ellie with your eyes.” He shoves me into the hall.
“I’ll bring her to you at lunch. Goodbye!”
A door slams shut, and I’m in a hallway, completely clueless about how I ended up here.
Is this the fire school?I shove my hands in my pockets and start searching for the exit.
* * *
The Academy library takes up two entire floors, but despite the space, leather-bound books cram the shelves as Ellie and I meander between the stacks, our path lit by silver lanterns hanging overhead. The air smells of old paper and dust, and Ellie’s once again bound my arm with vines to hers, to keep us from losing each other as we skim the spines, searching for anything related to memory.
