Quinacridone

Author's Notes: MY TWO FAVES FUCKING!!!!!!

When the purpled haired student began to stir, Yunaka panicked. Yeah. That was the best way to put it. She knew that it wasn't because of her totally amazing stealth and thievery that he woke up. It was the fact he was a horrendously light sleeper. Surely. Okay, maybe the fact that she was robbing a monastery in a brand new world might have played a part in some itsy bitsy mistake she made.

So, she slid into his bed.

"E-excuse me?!" the noble stammered. "W-who are...Oh!"

His would be complaints were cut off by the sensation of Yunaka's mouth around his half-hard cock. It didn't take long for it to become fully hard. Her hands rested on his hips as she got to work. Noisily, her lips smacked and slurped around the young man's pale cock. Saliva dripped down his shaft in runny rivulets. Her throat spasmed around the head each time she took him deep enough. The man huffed.

"I-I don't... Th-this is truly uncouth of me but please... K-keep going, Miss...?"

Yunaka didn't answer. Mostly because of the dick in her mouth but she wasn't about to answer him anyway. So, she replied by forcing herself down to the base. Her nose squished against his pelvis and buried itself in aubergine pubes. Filthy wet noises filled the air as she started to bob her head up and down his cock. Thanks to her relentless and breath taking pace, Yunaka got the lord to lay back down and groan out. His hips thrusted against her face. She didn't mind. Her tongue swirled and ground against the underside of his dick as her hands started to toy with his balls.

"Hah! M-Miss, I-I'm... about to...!"

Yunaka once again impaled her mouth onto his cock. It hit the back of her throat rough enough to make her gag around him. Then, his cum flooded her throat and shot straight into her stomach. The man trembled before drifting off to sleep. Yunaka hummed as she pulled herself away from the spent man.

As she snuck out of the room and into another dorm, a vase beside the door frame crashed onto the floor. Wearily, a man with short reddish-gold hair shot upwards and stared at her with warm but bleary brown eyes. "H-hello?"

Ugh. Yunaka had her work cut out for her.