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Chapter 19: Marathon Man
Todd "Tidbit" Reed looked himself in the eye. It was Sunday, right about 11:30 in the morning, and he had just gotten back from lunch. First one in line this time, they hadn't even really finished setting up yet, but given his nerves it was a good thing he was essentially the only person there. Because seriously, even with the way his life had gone what he was about to get into was insane.
Twelve. Twelve women, none of them the four in his suite, wanted his buff for tomorrow. They knew what it took, too, and ranged from "willing to put up with the necessity" to "eager to ride him like a sports car on the Autobahn." Todd suspected, strongly, that at least a couple really didn't care about supernatural support for exams and were prioritizing the opportunity to get pounded by the guy who made a Greater Succubus redefine her standards. And/or the Greater Succubus, Todd wasn't sure. All he knew is that all twelve were willing to pay for it, whether in money, reagents, crafts, or favors.
Todd shook his head, bringing himself back to the present. Their first customer, as it were, was already waiting in the common room of their dorm. Her name was Jennifer, a fairly pretty Human woman who wanted to get to the good engineering classes quickly to compliment her Architect Class. He checked his Status as he started to walk back.
Looks like the timing is right. Sitting at 96% mana, full on Health and Stamina. Not going to have any spare time on the buff so the next few days are going to be tight, but all things considered I think it'll probably be worth it.
He opened the door, and they were standing around the common room. Nearby his door, May was chatting with their first guest. Jennifer was about Todd's height and deeply tanned, with long brown hair tied back in a ponytail. Her build was athletic, not particularly curvy but clearly feminine under her casual clothes. When she looked over and saw Todd, her smile was bright white. Ghata was chilling on the couch in Human form with Jem, laughing at some joke or another. Song was nowhere to be seen, but with a Human in the room (and no buff from Todd to help her tide it over) that was understandable.
"Okay, looks like I'm about ready. How about you, Jennifer?" Todd was slightly surprised when Jem twitched a bit towards him, but then remembered. That was her actual name. He didn't have time to wonder more about it, though, because the one he had intended to speak to was already responding.
"Oh, I've been ready. Since, well, since Jem was talking about it on day one. Your room is 222B?" Jennifer might have been trying to hide it, but her arousal was lighting up his senses like she was wrapped in string lights.
"Yep, unless you want an audience." When she shook her head, he started walking to his room. She followed closely, and he closed the door behind him. Todd wasn't sure what to expect from her, but basically as soon as he closed the door behind him things went sideways. Things specifically meaning him, as Jennifer grabbed him around the waist and threw him onto the bed before practically leaping onto him.
A few things stood out as they got rapidly naked on the bed. First, this woman was a VERY active lover. She was absolutely not willing to wait for him to do anything, she was out of her clothes and helping rip his own off in no time flat. Second was that she was another one who very obviously enjoyed this. She was completely shaved down below, and in addition to all of that his abilities were feeding him a stream of information on her. Those pert breasts were topped by nipples that practically glowed, her clit right with them. Nothing unusual, no, other than intensity. She might have wanted the buff for her test, but that was just an excuse. She wanted HIM. He was glad to help.
Normally he'd take it a bit slow to get her ready before just pushing his way into her, but Jennifer was having none of that. She was practically dripping with anticipation, he was rock hard, and she saw no reason to wait for anything when the solution was obvious. Todd found himself practically wrestling her for position and had to cheat by distracting her to get her pinned under him. That this distraction consisted of grabbing both nipples and twisting was not exactly a problem, not when he knew she'd like it.
A lot. She was practically orgasming by the time he got started, and definitely came hard when he bottomed out in her.
Jennifer's nails were trimmed, but even so as he pounded into her Todd could feel them digging into his back. Her legs wrapped around his hips, feet locked behind her, and kept pulling him in harder and harder until she got her goal. He exploded into her some minutes later, magical power following rapidly and feeling her join him in an especially intense orgasm of her own. As it eased off, she practically flopped backwards onto the bed, the first time since closing the door he had been able to take anything slowly. Gradually, as her insides stopped twitching and her ankles unhooked from each other, Todd pulled himself back to grab a couple of washcloths. Whatever else was true, they both probably needed to wipe off.
She slowly sat up. "Okay. Okay, that? I wasn't expecting the hype to be an understatement. What the heck are you doing in school when you could just... do that?"
Todd sighed, thinking back a moment to the frantic rush of homework he had been doing the day before. "Believe it or not, the sex thing's new. Even then, though, I do kind of want to do something with my head and not my dick. This is fun, but maybe relying on it to live would be less."
"You sure you're not a philosophy major?" She shook her head a bit and started getting her clothes back on. "Man, you cum like a geyser, too. Filled me up until I slosh. Those suite mates of yours are lucky, and this will NOT be the last time I come over."
"Sounds good, and I'm glad you enjoyed it. More than happy to see you again." Todd smiled. Sure, the orgasm was nice, but the job well done was a good thing. It made things feel less... transactional. More personal. She eventually left the room, taking slow and wobbly steps until she pieced herself together again in her head. Todd waited until he heard the suite door closed before speaking up. "Ghata? Uh, mind grabbing the first aid kit and coming in here?"
Her light, Human voice responded. "First aid kit? What the heck, are you okay?"
His back was feeling scratched up like a cat had clawed it, but he wasn't about to say that to the Rakshasi. "Let's just say I'm glad her nails are as short as they are. Should just need a check, but it feels rough."
His door opened, and the small Indian woman entered. "I'm guessing you wanted me to do it in case there actually was blood?"
"Yeah. No need to torture Song like that." Todd hadn't bothered putting his shirt back on, instead turning to show Ghata his back while glancing at the clock. "Seriously, it's not even noon yet?"
Ghata chuckled, a low and throaty kind of thing that seemed half-growl. "Either she really did it for you, or you felt she got hers and didn't bother holding back yourself. If I was counting the screams right, I suspect the latter. I see some red lines on your back, by the way, but no blood. Good thing those nails were trimmed."