Andy lounged in his small bedroom at the family home, door locked, windows curtained.
The room was basic, a bed by the end of the room, desk piled with ignored books with a few spell books, and finally a few posters of famous mages he didn't care about.
He sat cross-legged on the floor, eyes closed, mana flowing smooth through his veins.
Hid fingers traced aomplex patterns in the air casting various spells of different difficulty.
A few A-rank spells to warm up before trying out some S-rank spells before Vivian arrives.
Sparks danced faint around him, blue and sharp. "Flame magic : Blue Mountain Dragon." He said, as a 7ft dragon appeared and circled him.
He smiled faintly, he thought it would be harder.
He snapped his fingers as he heard footsteps approaching his door. The dragon disappeared, leaving a sweet blueberry scent.
Knock knock!!. His mom's voice from the hall. "Andy, sweetie? Your friend is here. That dark elf girl, Vivian."
Andy stood up slowly, stretching his back as dar as it could go. The looked at the books that where on the floor.
'Should i pick them up... nah too much work.' He thought as he responded to his mother.
"Okay let her in, Mom. And... bring snacks? The good ones, especially the chocolate butter brown bread." He told her.
His mom laughed soft from the other side. "Always hungry. Fine, coming up."
Footsteps faded as Andy got comfortable on his bed, spreading out completely into sweet bliss.
He stared at the roof, wondering when he should...'.nah never mind, i'll figure it out when i get there.' He thought.
The door creeked as it opened, Vivian slipping in quick like she didn't want neighbors seeing.
She wore casual clothes, i simple white shirt and a pair of shorts, he shirt clinged to her ample bossom, giving it more shirt and structure.
Perfect dark skin glowing in the rooms light, long black hair tied loose. Her green eyes scanned the room judgmental, like it was beneath her.
"Good evening" Andy muttered, waving vaguely.
Vivian crossed her arms, already impatient and at her limit. "Well? Start teaching, Andy. I didn't come here to waste my precious time."
Another knock on his door, his mom with a tray. Cookies, fruit, and some chocolate butter brown bread.
"Here you go sweety, some snacks for your little study session."
She looked at Vivian with a sweet and knowing look.
"Well just don't get into any adult activites, you want to everything before the right time." She said, placing the tray on his desk.
Vivian blushed hard, causing her skin to darken, Andy chewed lazily as he took a bite of the bread, he smiled wide as the taste of the bread melted into his mouth.
"Okay mom thats enough, thanks for the cookies though." He said.
His mom smiled and left, closing the door with a soft click.
Vivian glared at Andy, tapping her fwet on the wooden floor, "your mom is very forward with you huhhh?" She asked, trying to sound mad but failing.
"Yeah, she is." He said, reaching for more snacks before falling onto the bed.
"Alright, enough of this fairyshit, are you gonna teach mw or what Noon!!?" She asked him, her earlier embarassment gone.
Andy ignored her completely as he laid on the bed, munching slow on his bread, crumbs on his shirt, eyes half-lidded.
Vivian huffed and glared harder.
He finished the bread, wiped hands on pants, before grabbing another one.
He reached into his drawer and pulled out a piece of paper . He had written 20 multiplication questions, basic stuff like 2×3, 4×2, 4×6 etc.
He gestured toward the bed, silently tell her to lay on it. She hesistated at first, looking lick she spit on his face.
But after some internal struggle, she complied, laying right next to him.
Andy handed her the paper, a spare for calculations and a quill.
"lets start with these first, simple equations. So for every time you get it wrong, i'll pinch you, understand?" He asked her.
She snatched it from his hand, scanned it hard and long. "This is baby stuff, i wont fail a single thing." She said proudly.
Andy reached further into his drawer, pulling out an old bag of coin he found in a dungeon a while back and places them on the desk.
"Whats that?" Vivian asked, curious about the bag.
"These are my grandfathers coins, before he died, he infused them with his knowledge and wisdom, it was supposed to help our family gain kmowledge but the don't work fir us, only strangers."
Vivian was surprised about this, but she then smiled and spoke before thinking. "Oh so thats why your family is full of idiots, makes sense really." She said, smiling.
He just looked at her and sighed. "Yeah, ypu could say that."
Vivian held the quill tight , reading for what ever instructions he had for her. " okay, start tutoring." She said.
"Alright then, take off your shirt and we'll get started." He said calmly.
Vivian froze,her head snapping to look at him. A simple and straight forward "What?" Left her lips.
"You heard me, i wanna lay on those soft melons ." He patted his cheek vague. "Best way to tutor close. Motivates you to do better."
Her green eyes widened, cheeks darkeninot full blush, more anger. "You pervert! I'm not wearing a bra today." She said.
"Oh you came prepared, now thats the spirit." He mocked her lightly.
"Idiot it was hot today, besides im not doing it
" she said, turning away from as she crossed her arms, stomping on the floor to make a statement.
Andy blinked a few times, "alright then, get out of my room bitch." He said.
"Excuse me!!" She said, snapping back to look at him.
"You heard me, get that butt out of here." He says, biting down on a cookie.
"You cant just....y-you!!..." she tried saying but she was too angry.
Andy looked at her, pointing his finger at her, "do you wanna learn or be a bitch." He asked.
She growled low, fists clenched. Stood there thinking hard, pride screaming no, but desperation for better scores whispering yes.
Family honor or whatever bullshit she carried. Minutes dragged, snacks eatten.
"Fine," she spat finally. "But touch wrong, and I'll kill you."
She lifted her shirt up slowly, revealing smooth dark skin, full breasts bare underneath. No bra, nipples dark against the tone. She glared murder the whole time.
Andy laid back on the bed casual. "Come here, lets get started."
Vivian laid back against the bed, her back pressed against the bedframe. Andy crawled onto of her, laying his backagainst her stomach.
His head between her boobs.
It was pillow heaven, dark skin sweaty already from nerves or heat, scent faint and spicy.
"Comfy?" he mocked.
"Shut up and teach," she hissed.
Andy started slow, voice muffled a bit. "First question. 7 times 8?"
"78," she muttered quick.
"Nope, thats wrong." He said, pinching her bare nipple.
She flinched hard at the sudden action, she glares at him, arming wrapping around his neck.
"Carefull, don't wanna kill you tutor." He said camly.
"Its becoming hard not to." She said.
Time passed. Snacks eaten, Andy feeding himself lazy, sometimes offering her a bite she took angry.
He pinched her multiple times for every wrong question she got, she began whimpering and moaning a little.
Andy just continued, pulling a bit as they swelled a bit. The coins began to hover on the desk, Andy using his magic.
"W-what..... w-whats going on with your coins." She asks, her voice labored.
"Oh, if you keep getting them wrong, they'll hit you on your forhead." He tells her. "Better start getting them right."
Vivian answer all the questions after Andy stopped pinching her.
He marked it quick. "Out of 20... 3 right. Big jump from zero, princess."he said.
Vivian perked a bit, pride soothed, skin hot to the touch...
But Andy shifted his head side slow, cheek brushing deliberate, his nipples ended up right against his face, soft and warm.
She growled deep, glaring down. "Andy!! B-behave yourself!! She said.
"What? Accidental. Your fault for having them so big and in the way. Perky too, for a bitchy elf." He said, licking it.
Face burned darker, body tense. But she didn't pull away immediately, her grades are what mattered most.
Finally, session over. Vivian grabbed her shirt and put it on fast, she grabbed her stuff. "This was disgusting. I'm never coming back."
Andy waved emotionless from the bed. "Sure. See ya."
Door slammed.
The next day at school, Vivian didnt want to look at Andy, he saw this but didnt care much.
Their teacher Ms. Elara bounced in with papers. "Another test, class! Multiplication focused to build on from last time."
Groans everywhere, papers where passes out one by one, Andy deliberately answer wrong, drawing doodles for extra flair.
Vivian wrote focused, some questions looking familiar from yesterday's study seeaion, others new, but she guessed better maybe.
An Hour passes as Ms. Elara collected, thr papers, marked them quick.
"Results from lowest to highest..."
Guys mostly zeros. Andy announced low. "Andy Richards... 1%." She said.
He smirked inside.
Then: "Vivian Frostblade... 4%! Highest in class!"
Class murmured shocked. Vivian sat straighter, smug but hiding it.
Green eyes flicked to Andy, but looked away quickly.
He just yawned.