Jon pulled Elara onto the bed with an urgency that mixed passion and restrained desire. Their lips met in a deep kiss, and every movement of the tongue was accompanied by small muffled sounds.
"Mmmnhh… Jon…" Elara murmured against his mouth, cheeks flushed as her hands slid along the nape of his neck, pulling him closer.
Jon traced his lips down to her neck, planting wet kisses that made her release sweet sighs.
"Haaah… ahnnn…" The moans escaped uncontrollably when he reached the teasing peaks, sucking them with an addictive voracity, as if he would never tire of that sensation.
Elara arched her back, fingers gripping the sheet. "Jon… more… ahhhhnn…"
He alternated between intense suctions and slow licks, delighting in every reaction of the young woman beneath him.
When Elara's legs parted as an invitation, Jon slid his hand to her sweet, wet flower, stroking her gently before diving between her thighs. The first touch of his mouth in that region drew a muffled scream.
"AAhhhnnn! Joooon!" He explored every detail of the flower with kisses and tongue caresses, while holding her hips firmly to contain the involuntary movements.
"Hnnnhhh… it's so good… don't stop…" Elara moaned loudly, pressing him against herself, lost in the wave of pleasure that grew every second.
But, fueled by jealousy, she didn't want to just receive. With a determined impulse, she pushed Jon onto his back on the bed and positioned herself on top, eyes flashing with mischief. "Now it's my turn…"
She lowered herself slowly, letting her warm mouth explore the rigid length of Jon, every inch savored carefully.
"Uhhhnnn… E-Elara…" He gasped, fingers digging into her hair as he felt the heat of her mouth.
The blush on Elara's face deepened, but she didn't stop. Each motion drew stronger moans from Jon.
"Ahhhhnnn… that… mmmhhhnn… Elara!" When she settled inverted, getting into a 69 position, Jon was momentarily stunned by the sight. But the shock quickly turned into excitement, and he grabbed her waist, diving back into the sweet, wet flower of hers.
"HNNNhhhaaahhh!" Elara nearly lost control when she felt Jon's mouth at the same time she continued to devour him.
The room filled with erotic sounds, broken moans, heavy breaths, murmurs of each other's names.
"Joooon… ahhhnn… deeper…" "Elara… mmmhhh… you're amazing…"
The intensity grew until they both trembled together, waves of pleasure taking their bodies.
But the night was far from over.
Elara turned, panting, and got on all fours before him, her gaze full of daring. "I want to feel more…"
Jon couldn't resist. He gripped her hips and began to thrust, each stroke accompanied by the rhythmic slap of bodies colliding.
Pah! Pah! Pah!
"AAahhhhnnnn! Joooonnnn!" Elara screamed, her voice breaking between intense moans.
Jon's eyes shone, recording every detail, every shiver of her body. He sped up the pace, the moans intertwining with hers.
"Hhnnnnnhhh… Elara… ahhhhnnn…" "More… more… don't stopttt!" With each thrust, both their pleasure reached new heights, until Jon pulled her to his side, holding her close, exploring her with deeper thrusts, drawing short, ragged sighs.
"Haaahhhhnn… like that… Jon… like thaaaat!" The heat of the room seemed to explode, but there was still more.
Jon lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bathtub. Warm water wrapped around their bodies, intensifying every touch. Elara settled on top of him, riding slowly while their lips met in wet, desperate kisses.
"Ahhhhnnn… Jon… I… I can't take it anymore…" He held her waist firmly, guiding the movements as water splashed around them.
"Then surrender, Elara… to me…" With each descent, Elara screamed louder, the sweet, wet flower being completely taken by Jon's passion.
"Jon… Jooooon!" The climax arrived overwhelming, the two clutching each other as if they were one. The echo of moans and the sound of water filled the whole room, until finally, exhausted, they let themselves fall into the tub, still entwined.
Panting, Elara rested her forehead against Jon's shoulder, a satisfied smile on her lips. "Haaahhh… I hate you for getting me addicted to this…" Jon laughed low, breathing unevenly. "Then you'll have to hate me many more times…"
Jon woke refreshed, his body still remembering the hot night beside Elara. When he arrived at the dining hall, he found the group already gathered at a table near the window: Nortis gestured animatedly about some nonsense, Elija had that silly smile on his face, Serena seemed uncomfortable as always, and Gwen looked serene in a way that contrasted with the commotion.
"Look who decided to show up." Nortis poked, laughing. "Sleep well, Jon?" Jon scratched his neck, feigning indifference. "Enough." Elara, seated beside him, crossed her arms and smiled mischievously. "He truly slept well, you can believe it."
"Hey!" Jon coughed, but the blush on his face gave everything away. Gwen laughed quietly, while Serena averted her eyes, trying to ignore the tease.
Breakfast continued with laughter, small jabs and the typical conversations only teenagers could have. Nortis talked about a miracle recipe for muscles he'd heard from a veteran, Elara mocked saying that wouldn't even work on a troll, and Gwen recalled funny stories from when they were all still getting used to the academy routine.
Jon, watching everything silently for a moment, noticed Elija's goofy smile. That sparked his curiosity. "So, Elija, that stupid smile means your magic training is going well?" The elf blushed, but surprising everyone, he opened an even bigger smile. "Actually… yes. But not only that." He took a deep breath and, to everyone's astonishment, finished: "Elija and Serena are dating."
"Haaaaaa?!" Nortis practically spat the juice he was drinking. Serena almost dropped her mug. Her face turned as red as a ripe cherry, and she bowed her head, embarrassed. "A-Elija…" Elara widened her eyes, then began to laugh loudly. "You two? I never imagined!" Jon raised an eyebrow, amused. "Since when?"
Elija seemed proud. "Well… we were happy about the progress in magic training, and I invited Serena to celebrate. She accepted, and… after drinking a bit… we ended up… you know." "Ahhhn, Elija!" Serena protested, covering her face with her hands. Elara laughed even harder, almost falling off her chair. Gwen just put her hand to her mouth, trying to stifle a smile, but her eyes betrayed her amusement.
Jon sighed, watching Serena curl up in her chair. 'This girl really needs some drinks to loosen up.' Meanwhile, Nortis was outraged. "NO! I refuse to believe this! Elija, the shy elf, managed to get a girlfriend before me?!" Elija smiled mischievously, something rare for him. "Looks like it." "This isn't fair!" Nortis shouted, drawing laughter from everyone at the table.
The light mood continued, everyone trading teases, Serena trying to change the subject, and Elara still laughing at Nortis's exaggerated reactions. It was one of those simple moments that, for Jon, brought a sense of belonging. He didn't remember having anything like it on Earth, and every shared laugh seemed to strengthen the bonds he was forming in Aeloria.
Suddenly, a metallic sound echoed through the dining hall. DONG! DONG! DONG! The academy's magical alarm activated, and all the students stopped their conversations. A translucent screen appeared in the air, projecting glowing letters.
[ACADEMY NOTICE] Morning classes suspended. All students must gather immediately in the main auditorium.
Murmurs filled the dining hall.
"What could have happened?" Gwen asked, frowning. Elara looked at Jon with a worried glint. "Seems serious." Jon, however, remained calm, though his thoughts were elsewhere. 'If they canceled all classes for a general meeting… something big is about to happen.' He drank the rest of his tea slowly and stood. "Let's find out." The group exchanged quick glances before following Jon toward the auditorium, the morning's lively chatter now replaced by a silence heavy with expectation.