The Strongest Student of the Weakest Academy - Chapter 258

Chapter 258: Aestrea Against The World (XXXV)

“~Did you get a stiffy?”

Her voice came out in a purr right against the curve of his ear.

Before Aestrea could react, Yennefer’s soft breath ghosted over his skin, sending a faint shiver down his neck.

She leaned in even closer and blew gently into his ear, watching for the tiniest reaction on his face.

Her arms wound around him like a vice, her body pressing against his as if she were a koala fiercely guarding her favorite tree.

“Mmh~… you feel tense, Darling…” she whispered, her tone carrying that dangerous mix of sweetness and possessiveness.

Her head tilted, letting her black hair spill forward over his shoulder as she nuzzled into his neck, breathing in his scent like she was memorizing it.

“You know…” she murmured, lips brushing his skin, “…if anyone else got you hard, I’d kill them without a second thought~♥.”

Her crimson eyes peeked up at him from under her lashes, sparkling with a twisted delight as her smile curled into something almost feral.

To her words, Aestrea simply brushed his fingers against her cheeks, causing her to lean on them.

As if she wanted him to touch her more.

And that was what Aestrea did!

His hand slowly drifted down her spine, his touch trailing heat over every curve until it rested snugly on her narrow, serpentine waist.

“Ah…” she moaned in surprise, but her eyes quickly lit up as she pressed her plump breasts against his chest, pressing them flat.

“Mhm~”

She nipped at his nose before leaning over and licking his lips softly with her strangely long tongue.

But Aestrea wouldn’t let her tease him, and moved his other hand to the back of her neck, pressing her to him.

“Mhmhh!♡”

Their lips met strongly, causing Yennefer to shift uncomfortably against his lap, her hips moving without thought, grinding lightly.

The friction made him stiffen even more beneath her, the heat between them growing unbearable.

‘Mmn… I can feel it, Darling~♥’ She thought, smirking against his lips, pressing her thighs tighter around him.

Schlp~

Yennefer’s lips broke away from Aestrea’s, a thin line of saliva still linking them.

“Haah… haa…”

Her crimson eyes stayed locked on his, hazy and heated, as her breath came out in short, shaky bursts.

“Ahh… you taste… so good~♥,” she whispered, licking her own lips, her voice trembling as if she couldn’t stop herself from smiling.

Her fingers slid up his chest, curling into the fabric of his shirt as if it were the only thing keeping her from falling deeper into him.

Her hips rolled lazily against his lap, and the hard outline pressing into her inner thigh only made her shiver more.

Aestrea said nothing.

His grip on the back of her neck stayed firm while his other hand slid lower, cupping her hip and keeping her exactly where he wanted her.

She tilted her head, her black hair falling over one shoulder as she leaned closer, brushing her lips over the edge of his jaw.

The touch was feather-light at first, almost teasing, until she opened her mouth and began trailing slow, open-mouthed kisses down his neck.

“Mnnhh~♥… so warm…” she breathed against his skin.

“Chup~ mnhhh~… chhp~”

Her kisses turned wetter, hungrier, each one leaving a faint slick mark on his skin.

When she found a spot she liked just above his collarbone, she stayed there, sucking gently, then harder, until a faint red bloom appeared beneath her lips.

Her eyes half-lidded, she gave the spot a final chup~ and pulled back just enough to admire her work.

“Mine…♥”

Before he could reply, she hooked a finger at the collar of his shirt and tugged.

Rriippp!

The fabric strained against her pull until it tore open, exposing his bare chest.

Her gaze darkened instantly.

“Mmm… perfect~♥” she purred, sliding her palms over the smooth lines of muscle before leaning down again.

“Chuuhh~ mmmhh~ smchhh~”

She pressed her mouth to his chest, marking him just like before.

Each time her lips left his skin, a new red bloom appeared, and each time, her breathing grew heavier.

Aestrea’s hand shifted from her hip to the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her hair.

He pressed her mouth deeper against him, silently urging her on.

“Mmmnhhh~♥… you want me to keep going, Darling?” she teased between kisses, her tongue flicking against his skin.

“…If it makes you happy…,” he murmured.

Her smile widened, and her kisses became almost feverish.

“Mnnhh~ chuuhh~! Chhp~ smchhh♡”

Moving across his chest, his collarbones, even brushing dangerously close to his neck again.

But she didn’t get to have all the fun.

His grip on her hair tightened slightly, guiding her head up until their eyes met.

In one smooth motion, he pulled her closer and leaned forward, brushing his lips against the side of her neck.

“Ahhhn~!”♡

Yennefer’s breath caught, and her hands clung tighter to his shoulders.

His kisses started soft, warm, and slow, each one paired with a gentle stroke of his fingers along her back.

But soon, his mouth opened, and his tongue traced a hot path along her pale skin.

“Ahh~♥… y-you…” she trembled, tilting her head to give him more space.

“Chhhp~♡ mnnhhh~ schlp~♡”

He sucked lightly at first, then harder, making sure the mark would stay.

She shivered under him, her own legs tightening around his waist as if to keep herself steady.

“Ahhhhn~♥… you’re… marking me… too?” she breathed, her voice shaking with excitement.

Aestrea didn’t say a single word.

His lips stayed busy, his teeth occasionally grazing her skin just enough to make her whimper.

When he finally pulled back, a deep, flushed mark sat at the base of her neck.

Yennefer touched it with trembling fingers, her smile curling in satisfaction.

“…Now it’s fair, Darling~♥”

But before she could recover, his mouth claimed hers again, this time with no restraint.

“Churup♡~~”

Her tongue tangled with his in a wet, heated dance, their breaths mixing, her soft moans vibrating against his mouth.

Every time she tried to pull back, he chased her lips, pulling her deeper into the kiss until she was dizzy.

Her hips rolled again, slow and grinding, and she gasped into his mouth when she felt him twitch beneath her.

“Ahhh~♥… you’re so… hard…” she breathed when their lips parted for air, a thin string of saliva stretching between them.

He simply looked at he, but the way his hands gripped her waist told her he wasn’t as unaffected as his face showed.

Her eyes gleamed.

“Then… let’s see how much more I can make you lose control~♥.”

She leaned forward again, lips finding his neck, her tongue tracing every inch before nipping gently at his skin.

His fingers tightened on her hips, and that reaction alone made her smirk against his throat.

“Chup~♡ Mnnh~~”

The sounds of their kisses and heavy breathing filled the air, each movement feeding the heat between them.

She marked him again, slower this time, almost savoring the way his pulse jumped beneath her lips.

When she finally pulled back, her lipstick was smudged, her breathing uneven, and her eyes glowing with that same dangerous, possessive love.

“…You’re mine,” she whispered.

“No matter what you say… no matter what you do… you’ll always be mine~♥.”

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Phew~

A sharp gust of wind blew through, kicking up dry leaves and tossing them across the path.

“…Lucas, are you okay?” Iris asked casually as she stared at Lucas,

Lucas had been pacing in circles ever since Yennefer dragged Aestrea away.

At her words, he stopped dead in his tracks, glanced at her… then let out a heavy, frustrated sigh, his eyebrows pulling together.

“No… I’m not good—” his voice suddenly jumped, cracking with stress.

“I’M REALLY NOT!” He ran both hands down his face before gripping it hard, like he was trying to squeeze the frustration out of his skull.

Eleonora just shook her head, like she’d seen this a hundred times before.

Without a word, she pulled a pack of cigarettes from her spatial ring, tapped one out, and lit it.

She wasn’t a big smoker, usually didn’t touch the stuff, but right now? In this situation, where even she, the strongest mage currently, couldn’t even know where Aestrea was…

The craving for a cigarette was unavoidable.

“Hah…” she let out a deep cloud of smoke.

At the same time, Rose was simply sitting down on the sofa where Aestrea was, her fingers interlaced tightly.

She was visibly shaking, probably because she knew that she was the one who had ‘called’ Yennefer, even when she didn’t mean it.

“…Dammit.”

Eleonora couldn’t hold back anymore.

She suddenly stood up from her seat and threw the cigarette aside before pulling the sleeves of her jacket on her left arm.

And surprisingly…

“What is… that?” Lucas couldn’t help but ask for in Eleonora’s hand was none other than a talisman engraved with strange sigils.

Eleonora just gave them a bittersweet smile.

“It’s something I thought I’d never wanted to resort to.”

Creack!

She tore the talisman open… and suddenly, a strange crucifixional mark appeared on her cheek.

“Locate Aestrea Moon.”

She simply declared.

And suddenly, a panel reminiscent of Lucas’s appeared right in front of her.

[…Aestrea Moon located.]

[He’s currently on the Palace of Nine Dreams & Nightmares, close to the Demon King’s Castle.]

“…Alright.”

Eleonora nodded slighly, and then, she simply waved her hand. And everyone’s eyes widened because what she opened wasn’t a spatial ripple, but…

An actual dungeon portal.

“…Save it for later.”

She interrupted before they could ask.

Then… she entered the portal, and her face…

“Ahn~, yeah just that sssspott~”

Dropped in disbelief as she never thought the scene in front of her was actually happening.