Aether Chronicles: Birth Of A Legend

Raegar and Drusilla continued kissing as the Dark Fairy's soft hands slipped into his pants, wrapping around his members seconds later as she gave him a knowing look, and he nodded in agreement.

This caused him to let out a groan when feeling this, but the gorgeous blonde started stroking. She leaned back, a mischievous grin on her pretty face. ''Do you like that, my boy?''

''Yes,'' he mumbled behind gritted teeth. ''It feels amazing.''

Drusilla slipped effortlessly between his legs, her movements smooth and confident, radiating an irresistible allure. Her luminous blue eyes locked onto his, their fierce intensity sparking a rush that set his pulse racing.

The air around them crackled, thick with anticipation, as if the very atmosphere had grown molten under the weight of her gaze. Just then, she leaned forward, her breath warm and teasing against his skin.

Moments later, the Fairy's plump lips began their exploration, trailing kisses along his entire length. Each touch was a spark, igniting shockwaves of pleasure that coursed through his body, electrifying every nerve.

Her movements were unhurried as she savored every second, her tongue occasionally darting out to heighten the exquisite torment. The world beyond them dissolved, leaving only the heat of their connection.

Following that, Drusilla enveloped his member, sending tremors through his core, her tongue dancing, coaxing grunts from him. ''Fuck Dru! This feels amazing,'' he muttered.

When hearing this, the young woman let out a moan that vibrated on him. ''Mmmmmghhh~~.''

The Dark Fairy's hands gripped his hips, anchoring him to the moment as she surrendered fully to the act, her soft sighs mingling with his ragged breaths. They were lost in each other, the world beyond fading into irrelevance.

Her pace quickened, a crescendo of pleasure that drove him to the edge of ecstasy. Drusilla reveled in his responses, her eyes flickering up to meet his, a silent acknowledgment of the ecstasy they shared.

Drusilla's lips tightened, her movements growing more urgent, drawing him closer to the precipice. His hands tangled in her hair, urging her on as the tension deep inside coiled tighter, ready to snap.

''Go faster, it feels even better,'' he muttered as his head fell backward.

Just as Raegar reached the peak, his body shuddering, a sharp crack split the air. A swirl of blue light erupted beside them, and Headmistress Von Hohenstein materialized, her eyes widened.

Drusilla froze, her lips still wrapped around him, his seed flooding her mouth and throat as she swallowed instinctively, caught in their shared climax. The Headmistress's presence was a jolt, her magical arrival perfectly timed to witness the moment.

The garden was still charged thanks to the raw energy of their passion. She leaned back gracefully, her lips glistening thanks to his seed as she licked it off. Following that, a knowing smile appeared on her pretty face as she held his throbbing length in her delicate hand.

Her eyes gleamed, unapologetic and defiant, as she gazed at Headmistress Von Hohenstein. The older woman stood frozen, her composure shattered, her dark velvet robes unable to conceal the shock that widened her eyes.

Corrine's gaze was locked on his massive length as her breath hitched, her stern features betraying a flicker of something deeper. Drusilla, ever the provocateur, tilted her head, her voice a sultry purr that cut through the tense silence.

''Do you want to taste him, Headmistress? It's delicious and I'm becoming addicted'' she teased as she gave a slow, deliberate stroke, emphasizing her words.

The Dark Fairy's smile widened, her eyes never leaving Von Hohenstein's, daring her to react, to step across the line she so rigidly upheld. Raegar watched the older woman's lips part, a soft gasp escaping as her cheeks flushed, her authority wavering.

''Stop suggesting stupid stuff,'' the headmistress said before turning around. ''Get proper, I don't want to see such stuff.''

Raegar chuckled and stood up while pulling up his pants, while Drusilla did the same while wiping her lips. Once that was done, he answered. ''We're sorted now, sorry about that, Corrine.''

The older woman waved him away. ''Don't worry about it, even though I've always been busy with work, I've found relationships fascinating, but I wouldn't dare get into one. Many of my friends are stuck in dead marriages.''

A faint smile played on his lips as he considered Corrine's words. ''I understand," he said warmly. ''I suppose I'm fortunate, aren't I? My parents have always been a solid unit, still as devoted to each other as ever, even after more than two decades together. It's rare to see that kind of bond endure so effortlessly.''

Corrine's laughter bubbled up, a bright, melodic sound that filled the garden. She tucked a strand of light blue hair behind her ear, her blue eyes glinting with amusement as she nodded in agreement.

''Oh, absolutely,'' she replied, her tone light. ''The Blackwoods are practically legendary among our circle. Everyone knows their story. How they fell for each other in their very first year at the academy, inseparable from the moment they locked eyes. It's the kind of love that feels like it was written in the stars.''

She paused, her gaze softening as it flickered between him and Drusilla, who sat close by, her hand resting lightly on his. ''And, well, it's hard not to see the same spark in you two. You and Drusilla… you're like a mirror of their legacy, carrying that same fire into the next generation.''

The Dary Fairy's lips curved into a subtle, knowing smile, her eyes catching the glow of the setting sun as she squeezed his hand gently. The air between them hummed with unspoken affections.

Following that, the conversation flowed effortlessly among the three of them. Raegar, however, couldn't ignore the shift in the air whenever Corrine's gaze lingered on him. Her eyes, sharp and knowing, traced the lines of his form with a quiet intensity.

Her gaze roamed over his broad shoulders and down his frame when she thought no one was watching. Each time, she caught her bottom lip between her teeth, a fleeting gesture that betrayed a flicker of desire before she masked it with a casual smile or a quick remark.

The act was so subtle that Drusilla, engrossed in their banter, seemed oblivious, but Raegar felt the weight of Corrine's attention like a warm current beneath the surface of their exchange.

They spoke for another ten minutes, the firelight casting dancing shadows across the stone walls, until Corrine leaned forward slightly, her auburn hair catching the glow as she fixed him with a disarming smile.

''Rae,'' she said, her voice smooth. ''Could you stop by my office before your first class tomorrow? There's something I'd like to discuss.''

Her tone was professional, but the way her eyes held his, just a fraction longer than necessary, sent a spark of curiosity through him. ''Of course, I'll be there,'' he replied, his voice steady despite the faint stir of anticipation her invitation provoked.

He inclined his head, meeting her gaze with a polite nod, though he couldn't shake the sense that her request held more than academic intent. Corrine's smile deepened, a touch of satisfaction in the curve of her lips.

The older woman rose gracefully, her robes whispering against the ground as she bid them both farewell. ''Goodnight, then,'' she said.

With a subtle gesture of her hand, the air around her shimmered, a cascade of blue Aether swirling like stardust. In an instant, she vanished, her powerful magic leaving only a faint hum of energy in her wake, a testament to her mastery.

Left alone, Raegar and Drusilla exchanged a glance, her eyes glinting with amusement as if she'd caught the tail end of something unspoken. When seeing this, Raegar thought. 'This Fairy should be a succubus.'

Without a word, they made their way through the academy's winding corridors, their footsteps echoing softly against the ancient stone. The Western Tower loomed ahead, its spire piercing the starlit sky, promising the quiet solace of their chambers.

As they descended the spiral staircase, the night's events lingered in his mind, Corrine's lingering gazes, her cryptic summons, and the electric undercurrent that seemed to pulse beneath it all.

Drusilla's hand brushed his, grounding him in the moment, and they stepped into their room, the door closing softly behind them as they settled in to rest for the night. Once inside, the Dark Fairy started getting undressed.

Raegar's pulse quickened at the sight of her hourglass figure, but he shook his head and mirrored her actions. Minutes later, he slid into bed, and she nestled in beside him as she lay her head on his shoulder.

''Thank you for everything,'' she whispered. ''Every day is fun, better than captivity.''

His eyelids grew heavy as he drew the beautiful blonde closer, her breathing softening into sleep moments later. While lying there, he noticed a school of fish swimming by as the underwater brush swayed in the currents.

Raegar soon fell asleep thanks to Drusilla's warmth and the covers that kept the cold air at bay.