Rossweisse, being a Valkyrie, was not only tall but possessed an exquisitely balanced physique. Her voluptuous curves were enough to turn heads under any circumstances, but now, dressed in the custom-tailored erotic lingerie Ethan had provided, her allure was magnified a thousandfold. The sheer fabric added a layer of mystery that would make any man's blood boil.
Looking at the sight before him, Ethan felt his throat go dry as a fresh wave of excitement surged through him.
"How is it, Ethan? Are you satisfied?" Rossweisse purred, walking toward him with a slow, feline grace. She lightly bit her lower lip, her expression a heady mix of seduction and vulnerability, her eyes soft as silk.
Having only finished moments ago, Ethan's cock was still semi-soft, but at the sight of her, it twitched violently and snapped into a rigid, vertical salute.
"Ah..." Seeing such a visceral reaction, the silver-haired Valkyrie blushed. This oscillation between wantonness and modesty only fanned the flames of Ethan's desire.
"It seems your body has given me the answer," Rossweisse whispered. She knelt between his thighs, her slender, pale hands reaching out to wrap around the thick, throbbing length of his cock.
Under her touch, the tip of Ethan's member began to bead with clear pre-cum. Rossweisse gave a delighted smile, then leaned in, dragging the tip of her soft tongue from the base of the glans to the very top. As she pulled away, a thin, silver bridge of saliva and nectar connected her tongue to the dragon's head.
"Do you want it, Rossweisse?" Ethan asked, gently stroking her thick silver hair. He was beginning to understand her true nature; she was stiff and formal in daily life, but once in bed, her competitive drive to be the best made her a total slut.
Rossweisse's breath hitched. Looking at the massive, pulsing dragon in her hand, smelling its heavy, musky scent, and feeling the rhythmic thrum of blood within it, her eyes almost turned into hearts.
"Yes... Rossweisse wants it... I want Ethan's cock..."
"Then eat up." Ethan placed his palm on the back of her head, slowly guiding her toward him.
Rossweisse didn't resist. She opened her red, succulent lips and took him in. She applied the techniques she had just learned in the bathroom, her nimble tongue swirling around the sensitive glans. The air was filled with the wet, lewd sounds of her deep-throating him.
"Mmph... mm... it's hitting my throat..."
She was a natural. She would alternate between taking the entire length into her gullet and pulling back to lick the base, while her hands worked the shaft. She even dipped her head lower to take both of his heavy balls into her mouth, swirling her tongue around them.
Ethan groaned in pleasure, his hips twitching as she stimulated every sensitive nerve. "Rossweisse... I'm close..."
"Then cum for me... lick... swallow... give me all of it in my mouth!"
She plunged her head down, burying his cock into her throat and using the tight muscles of her gullet to squeeze the dragon's head. Ethan gripped her hair, delivering a final, frantic series of thrusts into her mouth.
"Ungh... take it all!"
With a final deep lunge, Ethan pinned her head against his crotch. A massive torrent of life essence erupted, pumping deep into her throat. Rossweisse choked on the sheer volume of the hot fluid, coughing as white cream bubbled out of her mouth and dripped down her chin.
Ethan wasn't done. As he pulled back slightly, the final bursts of cum sprayed across her face, one shot hitting her directly in the eye, forcing her to squint.
He reached out to wipe the white mess from her face, but Rossweisse grabbed his fingers, sucking them into her mouth to lick off every last drop of his essence.
"Nngh... Ethan's cum... it makes me even stronger..." she moaned, looking utterly intoxicated.
Ethan pinched her blushing cheek. "Should we go to the hot springs and clean up?"
"I'd love that!"
As the two of them moved to the bathroom, they were unaware that several girls in the neighboring rooms were holding their breath.
Because the entire floor was reserved for girls, Ethan hadn't bothered with a silence barrier. This was intentional. He wanted to see who would be lured by the sounds of his debauchery.
In the room to the left, Aika Kiryuu and her two friends, Katase and Murayama, were in a state of total meltdown. Aika, who loved talking about "H" topics, had led the charge. The three girls had spent the last few hours listening to the lewd sounds of Ethan and Rossweisse, using the moans as "background music" for their own self-pleasure.
Katase, the girl with short pink hair, was hiding under her covers, her hand working frantically between her legs. Murayama, the girl with the ponytail, was being coaxed by Aika into "grinding tofu" together. By the time Ethan and Rossweisse stopped, the three girls were completely drenched, having reached multiple climaxes while trying to stay quiet.
Meanwhile, in the room on the other side, the little fox-girl Kunou was also struggling. Initially, she was angry that Ethan was playing while her mother was missing, but the constant, rhythmic pounding and Rossweisse's shameless screams eventually broke her down.
Being a Nine-Tailed Fox, she was born with an innate, lustful nature. Her tiny body grew hot under her red-and-white shrine maiden robes. She began to strip, exposing her pale, unblemished skin. Because she was so small and inexperienced, she didn't dare penetrate herself, but she rubbed her sensitive "red bean" until it was swollen and her thighs were coated in honey.
In the hot springs, Ethan and Rossweisse didn't resume their session immediately. Rossweisse needed to perform room checks for the students so as not to raise suspicion. After a quick soak, she dressed in a cheap tracksuit and left, her face still flushed from the hot water—and Ethan's wandering hands.
"I'll be back soon, Ethan."
"Go ahead. I'll stay here a bit longer."
Ethan relaxed in the steaming water of the female bath. He felt perfectly at home in a place filled with the lingering scent of young women. To him, being in a male bath would feel strange. Why hang out with smelly men when you can immerse yourself in the feminine aura of a girls' bath?
He was floating peacefully, calculating the time until Rossweisse would return for "round three," when a series of hurried footsteps echoed from the entrance.
The curtain was pushed aside, and three girls—Katase, Murayama, and Aika—walked in, clutching their towels and looking flushed. They had come to the bath to wash away the evidence of their "self-service" session, only to stop dead in their tracks as they saw Ethan sitting comfortably in the middle of the steaming water.
Ethan looked at them, a slow, predatory grin spreading across his face. "Well, what a coincidence. Care to join me, ladies?"