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Chapter 313: Gifted Guy

Michael returns to the Hall of Attainment and shows the girls the robes. Illococoo and Tiffania are both instantly attached to them, but Charlotte was looking hers over with a neutral expression...

"Colour?" she simply asks, finding it all rather bland.

He shrugs, "You can customize it if you like, but Ebonthread is just naturally this colour... I can give it back to Eddith if you want though."

She shakes her head and clutches it to her chest, "No, it's fine. Thank you."

Illococoo excitedly grabs both other girls and drags them into Maria's room to swap robes, honestly, she seemed more excited that they were clothes personally designed for her than anything else.

Michael heads to his own room to change as well, the robes fitting like a silk glove. He didn't bother putting his armour on though, as he felt like he'd be LARPing doing it inside the College. The robes were comfortable, but, he'd need to wear them in before they'd be perfect... Like a new pair of boots.

Outside the room, he finds himself and a few other Apprentices staring at the girls. Unlike the robes the College provides, these were almost form-fitting, clearly displaying the girl's 'assets'. This was particularly noticeable with Tiffania and Illococoo, who both had bust sizes that'd put any woman in Skyrim to shame...

"Gods... Am I dreaming?" Borvir utters, his voice unconsciously making its way from his slacked jaw.

Michael crosses his arms and gives a nod to them, "Looking good. And those robes are probably better than any armour you'd find around here."

"Does it really look good?" Tiffania asks, tentatively looking herself over, only causing more trouble for the observers...

Illococoo smiles brightly and spins on her heel, taking the chance to show off her new clothes... Charlotte just stands there silently though, looking at everyone's reaction instead of focussing on her own outfit... She does glance down at her chest after noticing where all of their gazes were, however... "Perverts..."

"Are you allowed to wear your own robes though? Everyone I've seen wears the College ones." Yisra asks from the side, looking with interest at the girl's clothes.

Michael nods, "Yeah, it's just that there isn't much else better than them. The base Apprentice's robes enhance your Magicka and spell efficiency, but Senior Apprentice robes can be enchanted to make certain schools of magic easier to use. To be frank, these robes aren't even enchanted yet, so you'd be better off using the College ones."

Illococoo shakes her head, "No, I'm using this instead!" she states, puffing her large chest out proudly.

Tiffania nods, "It is a gift..."

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The rest of the day continues relatively normal after that, aside from the curious looks that some students sent their way. The Arch-Mage was the only person who actually spoke to them about it, taking an interest in the previously thought extinct Ebonthread. He'd even asked if he could borrow some get himself an Ebonthread Arch-Mage robe commissioned... To which Michael had to refuse... He didn't have that much left, and he wanted to use it to repair their robes if they ever got damaged.

The Arch-Mage understood though, it wasn't like he was lacking in the equipment department... His robes were designed to mimic the one Shalidor would usually wear... To be honest, Michael wouldn't be surprised if they were Shalidor's robes that he'd left for other Arch-Mage's to inherit.

Soon enough night rolls around, but Michael wasn't anywhere near to being tired... Indeed, he'd been anticipating this night for a while... He'd finally make his move...

*Knock, Knock, Knock.*

"It's open."

Michael pushes the door to Tiffania's room open and walks inside, this wasn't strange as they alternated which room both would sleep in. Neither had wanted to stop the habit of sleeping with one another... It used to just be to soothe both Michael and her nightmares, hers of being burned at the stake, and his time being a slave under Sheffield and Cromwell.

It had evolved past that though, but neither had dared to take the next step, until now. Unfortunately, their inexperience would make it far harder than it had to be...

"Hey, Tiff, how're you doing?"

She stands from her desk, having just finished noting some things down about the Familiar Ritual they were still researching. "Fine...? Why, is something wrong?" she starts, quickly noticing that he was acting differently to usual.

Michael's cheeks redden, feeling as if he'd already messed things up, "I was thinking that, you know, we should... We could..." he shakes his head, forcing himself to calm his erratic breathes, "I want you, Tiff."

...

"Y-you what?" she squeaks, her quill falling from her fingers.

He takes one step closer, "I want you to be mine, I want us. You know, lovers... Do you not want-"

"N-no! I mean, yes?" she stutters out, "If you think we are ready...?"

He gives a sharp nod, "I know we are. I've been circling around it for long enough. I've made up my mind, so... You can refuse me if you want, but I won't stop until I've heard you say it." he says, affirming his determination and twisting the lock on her door. He felt kind of rapey doing it this way, but he felt that if he didn't make it abundantly clear then he'd end up running away...

She just smiles, "I've been yours since the day you saved me, Michael... I-I lov-" she's cut off as he moves in and kisses her, their tongues instantly wrapping around one another, as they begin what they started at the end of their date.

His hands roam her body and grope her ass, causing her to let out a sweet moan at his rough treatment. She lets out a hard breath and leans her body against his as her legs almost give out, both from the anticipation and the adrenaline coursing through her. "T-take me." she almost begs in an incredibly cute manner.

Michael was sure that blood would've shot from both of his nostrils if this were an anime. But the only physical reaction she got instead was his junior hardening like a rock.


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Chapter 314: Big Booby Elf (R18+) (NSFW) 1/2

He would've torn her out of her robes had they not been made of Ebonthread, so instead, he just tosses her onto her bed and gets to work undressing her. She hugs her hands to her chest as she lays on her back, watching as he almost tears her boots off. He takes a moment to admire her feet, which hadn't seemed to be affected at all but the ungodly amount of walking they'd had to do since the two had met.

His hand clutches her ankle as the other slides up her leg, sampling the smooth, pale, hairless skin that to him was almost scalding to the touch... Michael wasn't really sure what he was doing, as the only real sexual experience that he'd had was that time he got an embarrassingly short blow job from a bath wench.

Still, unlike the other inhabitants of Tamriel or Halkeginia, his mind was chock-full with enough porn it'd make a prostitute wretch. Sure, these people probably had some odd individuals, but had they seen Two girls one cup? Scat? Or a Japanese woman funnel eels into her... Anyway, he'd just have to copy what those experienced fellows on the internet did and hope it works.

Tiffania seemed to be loving the attention he was giving her legs, but she snaps out of it when his hand tugs at the draws of her robe's trousers. She doesn't stop him as he slowly takes them off however, revealing the rather boring underwear that most Tamriel women wore.

They looked like primitive boxer shorts, but Michael couldn't care less at this moment as he tears them off like a waiter stripping a tablecloth. Tiffania's legs unconsciously snap together at the sudden temperature change around her crotch, but Michael gently pries them apart, revealing her beautiful slit.

His breathing was caught in his throat as he looks at the slightly puffy red peach before him, a thin trail of liquid was already dripping from it, and it was steadily getting redder with arousal. Michael had to stop himself from instantly ravishing her, his cock feeling as if it'd explode if he continued staring at it.

Instead, he changes his focus to the upper robes she was still wearing. He gives her a breathlessly amorous look and leans over her, giving a brief but intense kiss before removing those robes too, leaving her wearing nothing but the Circlet he'd gifted her back in Halkeginia.

She didn't wear a bra, not because they didn't exist or were too expensive,e but because nothing could hold her giant mammaries. She was a K cup, so even if Michael use both hands he still wouldn't be able to cover one, and while you might expect them to sag, Tiffania's breasts were so perky they almost stood on their own.

Her cute nipples were already rock hard, and Michael couldn't stop himself from just staring at them... Tiffania anxiously rests her hands at the top of her cleavage, allowing him to see all of her, "D-do you like them...?"

He swallows his building saliva and nods, grasping one of her breasts which causes her to let out a surprised yelp. They were incredibly soft, and his hand sunk into them in a way almost indescribable to anything else. "You're beautiful, Tiffania..." he lets out, and she gives a shy smile in response.

His hand glides over her breath, massaging it all over, but when a finger brushes over her nipple Tiffania's back arches upwards, "Ahn!"

...

"Her nipples were sensitive then... Well, that's something to exploit." he mentally intones as he leans down and takes on into his lips, sucking on it before beginning to roll the nub around in his mouth. She was letting out hard breaths and occasional moans as he does so, only encouraging him further. After a minute of this, he remembers something from the internet and gently squeezes the nub between his teeth.

"Ah! M-Michael!" she almost shouts, her hands wrapping around his head and gripping his hair.

"You like that?" he whispers, groping both of her breasts hard as he extracts the nipple from his mouth.

"Y-yees!"

Hearing this, Michael grins to himself in satisfaction and begins taking his own clothes off, leaving the two both naked atop the bed. Her eyes were almost as intense as his were as she watches him undress, her eyes eventually locking onto his lower member. It wasn't anything crazy, but it wasn't small either. Either way, Tiffania didn't know the difference as her hand carefully begins caressing it, almost causing him to release.

He stops her by leaning forwards and taking her long ear into his mouth, it seemed to be almost as sensitive as her breasts judging by how loud her reactions were. But soon enough, it was time to move to the next level...

He gives her a final kiss and moves between her legs, his eyes focussing intently on her now incredibly moist red mound. Her clit was visible and twitching almost invitingly, and Michael couldn't resist pushing his tongue into it as he'd done with her nipples.

"AAHhh-ahhhnnn!" she exclaims, her back arching as a small amount of fluid squirts from her, coating his neck and chin in it... Not that he minded.

"M-Michael! T-that's too much!" she says as she breaths hard, "C-can we take a break?" she almost begs, already looking exhausted from his ministrations.

He gives her a lustful smile and nods, "You can help me out then, after that we'll continue." he states matter-of-factly, leaving no more room for negotiation.

She just accepts it while sucking air into other lungs, nervous anticipation filling her for what'd come next...

Michael crawls over the bed to her and presents his member, placing it against her lips as she looks sideways at him... That alone almost causes him to finish, but he forces it down with the willpower of a dragon and allows her to get familiar with it.


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