>>20199722If there's no time to properly clean up the desk, there's definitely no fucking time for unbuttoning. Sycamore salaciously says 'fuck that' in Kalosian tongue and lets Serena do the work for him.
With one snap, she scatters the buttons of his dress shirt all over the floor, revealing Sycamore's toned chest, which she doesn't hesitate to bask into, taking comfort in his immense warmth.
"I think I'm going to have to charge you for that cherie, that shirt was top-dollar."
"Blehhh~"
Serena is the one to remove his pants, quick and nimble precision lets her slip his belt off, the rest is history and discarded in a growing pool of their clothing, which soon grows even bigger with the addition of Serena's shirt and skirt (the latter to her dismay.)
Professor Sycamore is the kind of guy that doesn't wear boxers, probably due to his tight pants, he instead has really constrictive color-coded underwear, the kind that chokes a guy's crotch so hard it makes any bulge visible.
"Serena.. I want to show you something,"
She gives it a little poke, "You mean something other than *that*, yes?"
"Mm, I want to show you a technique that has been passed down for generations,
I want to show you what THUD really means."A) T-This is so lewd, a-and so wrong a-and it's not Calem but for some r-reason I wanna read more...taboo taboooo~
B) FUCKING END THIS RIGHT NOW I'M CALLING MOOT ON YOU
