The living room was silent except for the low noise of the television, the blue light from the screen flickering across Janeth's face as she stood with her palms pressed flat against Alex's chest.
She realized how close she was standing, her breath hitching as she tried to step back. "I should... let me check your back, you might have bruises."
Alex caught her wrists gently, not pulling her closer but not letting her go either. "You don't have to pretend with me."
Janeth went still, her amber eyes darting up to his face. "I'm not pretending."
"You've been panicking since I walked in, just relax."
Janeth swallowed hard, her gaze dropping to his chest as her fingers grabbed nervously his shirt. "I was worried about you..." she whispered.
"I'm fine."
"I know," she said softly, lowering her gaze. "You're letting me stay in your home, you're protecting me, and I wouldn't be alive without you right now."
"You don't owe me anything for that."
"Not at all." she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "But I want you to know that I'm grateful, for everything, for not treating me like a burden."
"You're not a burden, Janeth."
She looked up at him, her eyes shimmering with a quiet warmth, she relaxed gradually, her shoulders were loose, her breathing was even.
Alex tilted her chin up with his fingers, and Janeth's breath caught in her throat but she didn't pull away.
Leaning down and pressing his lips to hers.
The kiss was different from last night in the kitchen.
Last night had been a desperate, impulsive act born out of loneliness and fear, shy and clumsy and over before it really began.
But for this one, Janeth wasn't falling apart.
She kissed him back, her fingers curling nervously against his shirt, but there was no hesitation, going deeper into him, her rosy lips pressing against his with tenderness.
Alex's hand slid from her chin to the back of her neck, pulling her closer, and Janeth's hands slid up to his shoulders.
They moved backward until the back of Janeth's knees hit the couch, and she sat down with a soft gasp, pulling Alex with her.
He went down over her, his weight shifting forward until he was laying on top of her, his chest pressing against the soft yellow fabric of her dress.
The dress hugged her hourglass figure beautifully, the fabric clinging to her wide hips and narrow waist, the neck cut exposing her collarbone and the soft swell of her chest.
Her blondish hair fanned out across the couch cushions, gleaming with the light from the television.
Alex pulled back slightly, just enough to look at her, laying back against the cushions, her eyes half-lidded and hazy, her lips already swollen and wet from the kiss, her chest rising and falling with rapid breaths that made her dress stretch across her curves.
Kissing her was all he needed after the stress of the alleyway. Especially of how beautiful she looked in his embrace.
Her cheeks were burning red, her fingers still tangled in his hair, and she looked up at him with an expression that was open and completely unguarded.
"You're so beautiful." Alex said quietly, his voice low and warm.
Janeth's eyes widened, her blush deepening instantly, retracting both hands and covering her face, pressing her palms against her flushed cheeks.
"R-Really?" she stammered, her voice tiny and muffled behind her fingers.
"Yeah." Alex said, a quiet smirk touching his lips. "You're cute."
Letting out a flustered squeak, turning her head to the side, but Alex reached up and gently pulled her hands away from her face, lacing his fingers through hers.
He pressed her hands back against the cushions on either side of her head, and Janeth looked up at him with shy affectionate eyes, her lips parted, her chest panting.
'Hmm~ you're going to devour her at this rate' Liza chuckled, but he was too mesmerized by Janeth's beauty to care.
He leaned back in, and the kiss got intense.
His lips pressed against hers with more strength, more intent, and his tongue traced along her lower lip before sliding past her teeth.
"Uhnnnn~" Letting out a gentle startled moan, her fingers tightening in his hair as her body arched slightly off the cushions.
Her legs shifted beneath him, her thighs pressing against his hips, and the yellow dress rode up slightly, exposing the pale skin of her knees.
His words had lit something inside her, the hesitation was gone, replaced by a passionate need.
Sliding her hands up to his neck, pulling him closer, her fingers tangling in his hair as she kissed him back with a passion that surprised them both.
The kiss was slow and deep and wet, their lips smacking together with a soft, lewd rhythm that filled the quiet living room.
The kiss went only deeper, their tongue tangling with each other's, Janeth's head tilted back into the cushions, her mouth opening wider.
A thin line of saliva connected their lips when he pulled back for a breath, and her eyes were beautifully glazed over, her lips swollen and glistening.
"Alex, I..." she spoke through pants, her voice thick and hazy, her fingers tracing the back of his neck. "I want to tell you something, something I've been..."
She paused, her eyes searching his face. "I've been wanting to say this for a while." she continued, her voice trembling. "I know it's wrong, I know I'm your professor, and I know I'm older than you, but I..."
CLICK!~
The front door clicked open.
Janeth's eyes snapped wide, and she shoved Alex off her with a panicked gasp.
Alex stumbled back, catching himself on the armrest, and they scrambled apart on the couch, sitting side by side, both breathing hard.
'Geez, ended at the best part~' Liza hummed in his mind, as also fixed his ruined shirt. A faint magic energy rippled across his back, the torn threads weaving themselves back together until the fabric was whole again, looking as normal as the day he bought it.
Janeth yanked the blanket over her lap and stared at the TV, while Alex grabbed the remote and turned up the volume.
Footsteps echoed in the hallway, and his mother walked in carrying a bunch of plastic bags, her face cheerful.
"We're home! We brought dinner! Rose helped me pick out the best menu." She looked at Alex and Janeth on the couch, Janeth staring hard at the television screen with her face flushed dark red, Alex leaning back with his arms crossed and his expression perfectly calm.
His mother didn't notice anything, too busy fussing with the bags. "You two look cozy, I'll be in the kitchen getting things sorted, come help me in a minute Rose!"
"Sure thing, auntie~" Rose called after her, already setting her bags down on the coffee table.
His mother disappeared around the corner into the kitchen, the sound of plastic bags rustling and cabinets opening echoing down the hallway.
Rose turned back to Alex, and her eyes immediately locked onto his face, noticing the reddened lips, the faint smudge of saliva on his mouth, the quick heavy breathing.
"Hmm?~" Her long hair fell over one shoulder as she tilted her head, a knowing smile spreading across her lips.
She walked over to the couch, her hips swaying with every step, wearing small denim shorts that hugged her wide hips and thick thighs, the frayed hems barely reaching mid-thigh, and a tight white shirt that stretched across her enormous chest, the fabric struggling to hold with every breath she took.
"I missed you, Master~" Rose smiled, climbing onto the couch and swinging one leg over his lap.
She settled her weight directly onto him, her huge soft ass pressing down, the warm flesh of her cheeks spreading heavily across his thighs, wiggling onto him and settling in. The softness of her butt filled his lap completely.
Alex's hands dropped to her hips, his fingers sinking into the exposed flesh of her ass, squeezing and kneading the heavy cheeks without a shred of hesitation.
Rose let out a shameless, breathy moan at the contact, grinding her hips down into his palms.
She leaned forward, her enormous tits pressing flat against him his chest.
Rose raised one small hand and pressed the back of it against his mouth, slowly wiping across his lower lip. Her thumb came away glistening with a faint wetness.
Rose looked at the moisture on her hand, then back at Alex. Her smile widened. "Mmm, someone's been busy~"
Before Alex could respond, Rose cupped his face with both hands and crushed her mouth against his jealously.
But the kiss was too shameless from the very start, her tongue sliding past his lips immediately, her mouth moving against his with a hungry, possessive intensity that was completely different from Janeth's tender, shy rhythm.
The shift hit Alex immediately. Where Janeth had been soft and hesitant, Rose was aggressive and demanding, her lips sucking his lower lip, her tongue sweeping over his.
Still, he matched her energy well, his hands tightening on her ass, pulling her harder against his lap.
"Nnnn♡~ Master♡~" Rose moaned between wet sloppy kisses. "Ah~ Master, your hands are so rough♡~" Breaking the kiss just long enough to gasp the words before crashing her lips back against his.
Her hips ground down into his lap, her huge ass squishing and spreading across his thighs with every movement, the soft flesh dimpling under his gripping fingers.
From the other end of the couch, Janeth sat rigid, her eyes were locked on Rose and Alex, her eyebrows twitching annoyedly and her lips pressed together.
Thoroughly irritated, her cheeks burning red as she watched Rose's tongue slide into his mouth and his hands squeeze the succubus's bare ass right in front of her.
Rose pulled back from the kiss with a wet, sloppy sound, a much thicker trail of saliva connecting her lips to Alex's, licking her lower lip, her emerald eyes sparkling with satisfaction. "That's better. Now you taste like me♡~"
Janeth crossed her arms aggressively, adjusting her yellow dress with a sharp jerky tug, her eyes narrowing as she stared pointedly at the television screen.
"You did good today." Alex said, one hand still resting on her hip while the other gave her chest a casual squeeze before letting go. "Working at the store, helping Mary."
Rose's eyes lit up, a genuine warm blush crossing her cheeks that was entirely different from her shamelessness. "I... I worked hard, Master~" she responded much sweeter, her voice losing its slutty tone for just a moment. "Mary is... she's really nice to work with, but I need your praise and rewards♡"
"Of course. I promise you." Alex smiled slightly, giving her hip a small squeeze.
Rose beamed, her smile wide and genuine, before she climbed off his lap with a final, deliberate wiggle of her ass, straightening her shorts, tugging the denim down over her thick thighs, and fluffed her pink and blonde hair.
"Come on, dinner's time!" Rose announced, grabbing his hand and pulling him off the couch and away from the grumpy professor.
Janeth stood up slowly from the couch, smoothing down her dress, her eyes still narrowed and her cheeks still flushed with irritation, but followed silently toward the kitchen, her arms crossed under her chest, muttering something under her breath that nobody could quite hear.
They settled around the dining table as his mother set out the last of the takeout containers, the warm smell of grilled meat filling the kitchen.
Coincidencely, the mother planned to get takeouts for dinner.
She talked nonstop about her work and how she had bumped into Rose on the way home and they had decided to grab takeout together.
Rose played the part of the sweet helpful girl.
Janeth ate quietly at first, avoiding Alex's eyes across the table, her cheeks still pink. But as the meal went on, the warmth from the couch crept back into her, helped along by his mother's cheerful chatter and the comfort of the warm food.
She started to relax, laughing at jokes the mother said, enjoying the food, her eyes sparkling with a light, playful energy that felt entirely new.
"I had to do something." Janeth said with a small, shy smile. "I can't just sit around all day."
"You're a really great cook!" his mother said. "Everything you make is delicious. Where did you learn to cook?"
"My grandmother." Janeth responded, the smile on her face growing softer and warmer. "She taught me when I was little, she always said a good meal fixes everything."
"She is right!" his mother agreed with a wide smile, complimenting Janeth's skills.
Janeth's cheeks flushed, but this time not from embarrassment, it was a genuine, happy blush, looking down at her plate, her lips curved into a content smile.
Alex watched her from the side smiling, feeling extremely satisfied the professor was getting lively as before.
After slowly savoring the meal , Janeth stood up and started clearing the plates, moving around the table with easy steps, stacking dishes and wiping.
She leaned over the table to grab a dish, and her phone slipped from her dress pocket, hitting the table with a clatter before bouncing onto the floor.
The screen lit up, and a new email notification popped up, the preview text clearly visible. The subject line read: "URGENT: Disciplinary Hearing Request - Prof. Janeth."
The preview text continued: "Following multiple student complaints regarding your unexcused absence and rumors of inappropriate conduct with a student..."
Alex's eyes locked onto the screen, reading the words. A cold reminder settled in his heart.
The tournament plan needed to happen faster than he thought.
On the other hand, Janeth bent down and picked up the phone, glancing at the screen casually.
The change was instant. The warm happy glow evaporated from her face, her skin going pale as her eyes, which had been so full of life and laughter minutes ago, went completely blank.
The color drained from them, leaving nothing but dull empty fear. Her lips pressed into a thin trembling line.
She looked like a woman who had just been reminded of her sins.
Alex stared at her, having just read the same words she had. He could see the life disappearing out of her in real time.
"Janeth? What is it?" his mother asked, noticing the sudden shift.
Janeth looked up, forcing a tight fake smile. "Nothing, just... spam."
She shoved the phone deep into her pocket and turned back to the dishes, but her hands were shaking slightly.
Rose set her drink down slowly, her eyes flicking to Janeth's trembling hands, resting her chin on her hand, a slow knowing smile spreading across her lips.
"Spam?" Rose echoed sweetly. "You looked pretty scared for a piece of spam, Professor."