Chloe clung to him, a sticky, cloying presence. Her darling, dependent clinginess made him completely melt. As for the Hawthorne sisters? They could wait. His priority was soothing the girl currently wrapped around him.
He knew Chloe's nature well: intensely clingy and deeply jealous.
The Hawthorne sisters, Olivia and Nina, walked past, heads bowed, exchanging silent apologies as they brushed past Ethan. It wasn't until they had passed him without incident that the tension finally eased from their rigid bodies.
A long, shaky breath escaped them. The moment their eyes had met Ethan's upon entering the school building, they'd nearly stumbled, their legs turning to jelly. Thankfully, nothing terrible had happened...
A few steps away, the relieved Nina Hawthorne cautiously glanced back over her shoulder. He was still kissing that cute girl—a sight that made the academically and athletically perfect Nina flush crimson.
She adjusted her glasses. "To brazenly do that in a public school hallway... how shameless," she muttered, spitting the words out.
"Nina, you're not going to pick a fight with him, are you?"
Do you think I'm that stupid? Nina shook her head, seeing her sister's face pale at the suggestion. She was just venting; she wasn't actually suicidal.
"Has Marcus arrived yet?"
"No, I haven't seen him..."
The Library. Sarah Reed, the student librarian, sat with a book in her hands. She appeared to be flipping through a thick novel, but her attention was far from the text.
The St. Giles Academy library was mostly for show; virtually no students actually bothered to come here. Sarah, the administrator, knew this well. Except...
That one person was the exception.
"Ethan~ Mmm... Ah..."
"Yvonne, your expression is so lewd, and your body is radiating pure heat. Tsk, tsk, you really are sensitive."
"Mmh... Don't say things like that... Ah~"
The girl's throaty moans, the boy's teasing remarks, and the distinct, low sounds of friction filtered continually into Sarah Reed's ears. She sat, head bowed, her eyes obscured by her dark bangs, her face beet red.
A pure-minded girl like her, where had she ever witnessed such a scene?
The library's silence made the sounds of their intimacy impossible to ignore. Coupled with the fact that she had witnessed them in the act before... it made concentrating on her book impossible; her attention was constantly drawn to the back stacks.
Honestly, coming to the library every day to do such lewd things! This is a sacred library, not your rendezvous point! Can't you go do this... naughty thing somewhere else?
Sarah desperately wanted to rush over and confront them, but she didn't dare... The sight was genuinely shocking. She could only remain seated, curled up like a timid tortoise.
Behind the stacks, Ethan and Yvonne Hayes, who treated the place like their secret tryst spot, were entwined. Though their clothes weren't completely off, the sound of dripping liquid splattered onto the floor from beneath Yvonne's slightly lifted skirt.
Her wet, slick pink panties were pushed down to her knees, revealing the scenery beneath the skirt. The red-haired girl's forehead was beaded with sweat, strands of hair sticking to her cheeks, her wet, wide eyes maximizing her allure.
Yvonne was splayed across the table, her mind reeling from Ethan's touch. Every stroke, every caress sent her body into spasms, making her tremble sensitively.
However, after doing this so many times with Ethan, Yvonne had developed some resistance. She wasn't so easily lost in sensation, but that only meant one thing: this gentle, beautiful red-haired senior was becoming increasingly dependent on him.
Dependent on Ethan's attention and pleasure.
"Ethan~" Yvonne tilted her head back, revealing her soft, tempting white neck, like a seductive swan, instinctively calling his name. She twisted her slender, soft waist and hips, the fiery touch making her legs weak.
Ethan seemed to be teasing her, not immediately making his move. He merely embraced her from behind, his hand slipping under her top to knead and mold her delicate breasts like dough. The persistent rubbing below had lasted half an age, making Yvonne increasingly agitated.
The dripping liquid increased.
"Ethan~ Little one..."
"Yes, Yvonne? What is it?"
"You... you're doing this on purpose, aren't you? You bastard," she bit her lip. When she looked back and saw his mischievous smile, she understood immediately. He was deliberately driving her crazy. "I can't take it anymore. Please, hurry up."
"Hurry up and do what? Yvonne, if you don't say it clearly, how will I know what to do?" Ethan blinked, smiling.
This villain~ Yvonne's flushed face was about to burst like a tomato. The physical emptiness and pleasure were tormenting her to madness. Ignoring all sense of shame, her voice turned seductive and pleading.
"Hurry... push it in, Ethan, little one... hurry and enter me, I want you to fill me up~~"
She actually said it.
In addition to the shame, it was incredibly stimulating.
"Yvonne," Ethan pressed his body against her back, chuckling darkly. "You're nothing short of a dirty slut, aren't you?"
"I... I only became like this because of you... Ah!"
The girl's soft body gave a violent tremor! Her eyes widened, followed by a sigh of pure satisfaction.
"Mmh~"
He was inside...
She was completely stuffed... it felt so good, so satisfying.
"I know. That's why I don't hate it. In fact, I love your lewd side, Yvonne."
"Ugh, you bastard~ Ah!"
How long are those two going to go on? The intimate sounds made Sarah sweat profusely. The black-haired girl covered her ears, but the seductive moaning was impossible to block out.
"Little one, it's okay, just like that, just like that, shoot it in~" Immersed in pleasure, Yvonne's eyes were filled with pink hearts. She shed all modesty, begging the boy without any restraint.
Pfft~ Pfft~
"Ugh—!!!"
Sarah Reed, sitting on her chair, fiercely covered her ears. Only when the sounds gradually faded did her strained nerves relax. Those two... they were finally finished.
She hadn't even noticed that her own panties beneath her skirt were damp...
Looking up, she accidentally met the eyes of Yvonne Hayes, who had finished her session and whose face was still flushed with the afterglow. Both girls awkwardly looked away. Sarah watched her fleeing figure and patted her chest.
"Phew..."
That boy hasn't left yet?
Sarah puffed out her cheeks. Thinking about how she had to listen to their noises every day for the past few days... she grew angrier and angrier. When Ethan finally emerged, she immediately stood in front of him, hands on her hips.
Ethan: "???"
"You, what you were just doing... The library is a sacred place! You cannot do that sort of thing here!"