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You groan in frustration as you struggle to finish marking yet another exam paper, your tired eyes no longer able to concentrate on the illegible writing. You had very high expectations when you graduated from university with a first class degree in history and landed a job teaching at Kuoh Academy, a prestigious all-girls school.
It was a great opportunity. Being paid a ridiculous amount of money to talk about your favourite subject all while being surrounded by hundreds of barely legal beauties. However, as pleasant as the view was, it was almost torturous to be fawned over by so many beautiful women all while knowing that nothing could possibly happen between you and them, not unless you wanted to spend a few years in prison.
You were not an Adonis in terms of appearance but you were well aware that you were not unattractive. And being one of the only two male professors at the school, the hormonal and sexually-repressed teenagers seemed drawn towards you, each eager for your time and approval.
One such teasing devil was Rias Gremory, one of the brightest students in your class. Despite being just 18 years old, Rias has the voluptuous body of a full grown woman. With deep blue eyes and a buxom figure, she is arguably one of the most beautiful women that you have ever laid eyes upon. However, her most distinctive feature is her long, beautiful crimson hair that was as red as blood and it often looked like otherworldly flames when it danced in the wind.
But Rias was only half of your problem. Her best friend, Akeno Himejima, was an even bigger tease and together they would be the death of any warm-blooded man. Akeno was even more well-endowed than the redhead and she had bright purple eyes that could melt an icy heart.
Akeno was more brazen than most of your students, openly flirting with you in front of her peers and the school staff. As flattering as it was, you knew that you were treading upon a dangerous path. Yet, despite your reservations, you couldn't deny that you were attracted to the busty teenager and were still half-hard from what had transpired between the two of you earlier during the day.
Akeno had come to your desk to ask for further clarification on the assignment that you gave her when she had "clumsily" knocked over the pencil case.
She seductively bent in front of you, as she retrieved a fallen pens, giving you an unrestricted view up her short skirt and the red lace underwear that she was wearing. Whatever doubt you may have had about her intentions, was completely dispelled after class when you found the same red panties in your desk drawer along with a note written in Akeno's unmistakably messy handwriting, which read;
Did you enjoy the view? Just between the two of us, I won't be wearing any tomorrow. ;-)
"Fucking hell!" You groaned as you found yourself reaching for the locked drawer. You had no idea how she managed to get inside your locked drawer but you were honestly glad that she did. Looking around the empty room, you pondered the consequences of what you were about to do. The school was mostly empty, with just a handful of students and faculty members, none of whom will interrupt you.
Against your better judgement, you brought the forbidden piece of clothing to your nose and smelt the rich musky scent of Akeno's arousal. The girl who got wet watching you stand in front of class and likely touched herself while pretending it was you. You were so lost in your lustful thoughts that you didn't see the locked door open and one of your students walk in and catch you smelling a sodden pair of panties like a fucking pervert.
"W-what are you doing?"
You panicked as you tried to get rid of the damn panties but you weren't fast enough.
"Oh my... Isn't this scandalous!" Yumma Amano, one of your students said teasingly, her purple eyes full of sin. She was recently transfered to the school and had quickly doted on you just like most of her peers. She looked a lot like Akeno but was slimmer and she was a head shorter than the more busty brunette. "Professor, how could you?"
"Yumma! This... This isn't what it looks like!" You stammered, frantically looking for a good justification for your lecherous action but you had none.
"Really? Because it looks like you were about to jerk off onto a pair of stolen panties." Yumma said, her voice sweet and a pitch lighter than usual as she sashayed towards you in a teasing, flirty manner. "Tsk... Tsk... A bad boy like you needs to be punished."
You tried to get up but Yuuma forcefully pushed you back onto your chair, surprisingly overpowering you with her strength despite her much smaller stature.
"Yuuma, stop!" You protested half-heartedly as the sexy girl started to grind against your erection, her eyes blazed with lust.
"Your mouth says one thing and your cock says another." Yuuma captured your lips with her own and her tongue immediately forced its way into your reluctant mouth. Your hands moving from her hips to her head, holding her as she plundered your mouth.
“It’s been far too long, professor.” she moaned as she pulled back away from your mouth with a gasp. She shifted on top of you as your chair creaked beneath your combined weight, leaning to one side she moved her uniform out of the way as your cock sprang free.
Holding you steady she slid your cock against her wet slit. Teasingly, she rubbed her clit with the purple head for a moment before she eased herself down. A whimper escaped her lips and her eyes fluttered shut as she sank down onto him, impaling herself onto his cock. You both moaned as she seated herself on top of you, her tight cunt adjusting to the thick cock inside her.
“Good,” Yuuma moaned, “so fucking good,” as she began to rock against you. She clung to your shirt, balling the fabric in her fist as she rolled her hips against you. You moaned into her mouth, kissing her back hungrily as your mind went blank with the pleasure of her cunt which was so tight and warm and wet.
You lifted your hips, matching her thrusts as she rode you hard and fast, your chair threatening to break beneath the force of your intense fucking. She leaned forward, face burying into you neck as she moaned loudly in a language that you could not understand or comprehend. She moved faster crying out against your flesh, her teeth biting at your neck, drawing blood.
You were under a spell of some sort. As she licked at the bleeding spot on your neck, you felt your arousal inflamed to a even greater intensity. You no longer cared about how wrong this was. Your Dean could have walked in on you and she wouldn't be able to stop you from fucking this girl full of your cum.
All you cared about was sating your lust.
Yuuma pulled away from your neck and looked down at you, she gnawed at her bloodied bottom lip, her eyes glazed over as she rode you even harder still driving her hips up and down, her cunt squeezing your cock, with every thrust and the debauched sound of fucking filled the empty classroom.
“Ohhh fuuuuck,” she cried, then she froze, a soft gasp escaping her lips. Her body shook and you felt her cunt convulse. Her hips jerked forward and she let out a strangled laugh of joy. She fell forward again with a moan, burying her face into his shoulder. "Fucking hell, I can't remember the last time a human fucked me this good."
She shuddered on top of you, once then twice and then coming to a stop. However, you were far from done. Something snapped inside of you as you picked up the girl with a strength that you didn't know you possessed and carried her over to the nearest flat surface, your desk. Yuuma laughed against your lips before pulling back slightly. Her purple pupils were blown wide and dark, her face shone with a sheen of sweat. "You're full of surprises, professor."
Her grin was nearly infectious as she pressed her forehead against his, blowing breathy moans into your face as you picked up the pace in her still sensitive pussy.
You let your hands explore her body, soft delicate skin, slick with sweat. Your hands moved with a mind of their own, one went to cup her exposed breast, the other went to her hips as you began to fuck her, harder and faster, with increasing intensity until you feared that you would break your desk.
“God, you feel good inside me,” she moaned against his lips before kissing him. Her cunt convulsed, squeezing his cock as she climaxed for the second time and then you felt like the entire world was crashing down around you. With an almost bestial roar, you buried your cock as deep as you could inside the girl, consequences be damned, as began to cum. Filling her tight pussy with your cum, coating her insides white with your life-giving seed as Yuuma milked you, her cunt clenching as she hooked her legs behind your back.
"Wow... That was incredible!" Yuuma panted beneath you, her pussy still contracting around your twitching cock, milking it dry. "You might be one of the best fuck I ever had and that's saying something... Shame I have to kill you, though."
"Hmm?" You asked, still lightheaded from your orgasm and your ears ringing. However, Yuuma's face twisted into a menacing smirk as an evil glint appeared in her purple eyes. She moved off the table and suddenly black raven-like wings formed on her back.
"Tell me, professor... Will you die for me?"
FLAP!
Before your very eyes, black wings appear on her back, with feathers as dark as a raven's. Yuuma's face twisted into an evil smirk as she shredded her school uniform and changed into some sort of black leatherclad dominatrix outfit with straplike objects around and under her breasts which seemed even bigger than before.
Before you even had time to react, you felt a searing pain in your stomach. Looking down, you saw a bright pillar of light impaling you, piercing your stomach like some sort of spear. You reached out to try and pry the spear free but it disappeared as soon as your fingers touched it, leaving a gaping bleeding wound where it had been.
Suddenly, you found yourself falling, your legs buckling beneath your own weight. The wound was draining you of your strength as felt yourself falling. You hit the back of your head on the ground with a loud bang but it didn't hurt as much as you expected it to. All you felt was a creeping cold, spreading out from your stomach and chills coursing through your body.
"Sorry. You were a threat to us, so we decided to get rid of you early. If you want to hold a grudge, hate the God who put a Sacred Gear inside you." You could hear Yuuma talking but you could barely make out the words. All that you could do was lay on the ground with the darkness surrounding you and the taste of blood in your mouth.
I don't wanna die, you thought as you felt the last of your strength leave your body and your eyes which had been struggling to stay open, let out one final tear before the darkness overwhelmed you....
"Will you die for me?"
You startled back, almost tripping over your own feet as you clutch your stomach in fear. Looking down, you saw that the wound and blood and pain was gone. Had it all been a dream? You thought but you did not have the time to ponder your death as you saw Yuuma smiling darkly at you. Before your very eyes, her school clothes disappeared and was replaced by the scanty outfit that she wore when she... what?... Murdered you?
Thinking faster this time, you saw the black-winged girl form some sort of light spear in her hands and with almost inhuman speed, threw the weapon right at you. Without blinking, you narrowly avoided the weapon that would have surely ended your life, missing your skin by mere millimetres.
"W-what? How?" Yuuma eyes narrowed and her lips twisted in an angry scowl as you avoided her attack and the spear found itself lodged in the back of the classroom wall. The girl raised her hand and made another spear but this time you were much more ready. She threw the weapon in another attempt to end your life but this time the spear was even easier to dodge.
"Hoooooow aaaaarrrrreeee yyyyyoooouuu dddddooooiiiinnnggg tttthhhat?" Yuuma's voice was slurred, as if someone had slowed down the world except for you. Looking outside the window, you saw the birds were almost frozen in mid-flight, their wings moving far too slow to keep them airborne.
However, that brief moment of distraction would prove to be disastrous as time suddenly started to speed up to normal and you found yourself facing off against yet another attack from the crazed demon girl. Yuuma's face darkened in anger at her failed attempts to kill you and she unleashed a barrage of attacks, forming several dozen spears and releasing all of it simultaneously.
Despite your best efforts to evade the barrage, it was all futile.
A spear pierced your left shoulder, making you scream in agony as you fell to the ground in pain. For the second time that evening, you felt your own mortality slipping away as you lay in a pool of your own blood.
"Looks like I misjudged you, professor." Yuuma said as she sadisticly stepped on your wounded shoulder, making you cry out in anguish until your throat hurt. "You've got heart, perhaps I'll cut it out and eat it."
You saw the girl raise a gloved hand and conjure another light spear. However, before she could bring it down in a fatal blow, she was blasted away from you by a fiery crimson lightning. You could hear Yuuma scream in pain but as much as you tried, you couldn't find the strength to move your head and see whoever it was that saved you.
As your vision started to blur, you heard soft footsteps and the shadowy figure of a busty woman above you, her voice sweet and soothing but you were unable to make out the words she said. She looked very familiar but all that your dying mind could see was her hair - red and crimsom.
Like blood.
