The World Is Mine For The Taking

The day of the election had finally arrived. Energy buzzed through the air as the showdown between the candidates for student council president kicked into gear. Even though it was still early morning, the academy was alive with chatter. Students huddled in groups, discussing who they wanted to vote for. The excitement was so infectious that even those who couldn't care less about the election were swept up in the conversations.

Today was the day a new president would rise, and no matter the outcome, it was clear the entire academy was invested in seeing it through.

When I reached the front gate, Titania was already there. As usual, she was leaning casually against the gate, clearly waiting for someone. The moment she spotted me, her face lit up, and she practically bounced over, latching onto my arm. She pressed her soft breasts firmly against me, making a series of happy little noises as we started walking.

"What brings you here so early, Nia?" I asked, raising a brow. "Don't you have an election to attend?"

"That's not until later," she said with a cheeky grin. "I'd much rather spend my morning like this—with you, Leon." Her grin was so contagious I couldn't help but smile back.

"Is that so? Still, shouldn't you be preparing instead of clinging to me?"

"Everything's already taken care of on my end," she replied confidently. "I've been working so hard, you know? Come on, praise me!" She started pouting, pulling off an adorable cutesy look. Damn, she was too cute for her own good.

"Good job, Nia," I said, chuckling as I reached up to ruffle her hair. She let out a delighted giggle, her face practically glowing with happiness.

Of course, this blatant display of affection wasn't going unnoticed. A few students were throwing us dirty looks for being so touchy in public this early in the day, but I didn't care.

After walking for a bit, we finally arrived at the building. It was time to part ways.

"See you later, Leon," she said, flashing me a bright smile as she waved.

"Yeah," I replied, watching her leave before heading to my classroom.

When I got there, the room was already buzzing with activity. Just as I was about to step in, someone jumped on me from behind, practically knocking the wind out of me.

"Leon!" Trill's familiar voice chirped as she wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. She clung to me like a backpack, her tails wagging excitedly. "Good morning!"

"Good morning to you too, Trill," I replied, completely unfazed.

I started walking to my seat, carrying her on my back like it was the most normal thing in the world. Our classmates didn't even bat an eye. By now, they were used to her antics. Most of them just looked exasperated, including my friends Raymond and Duncan, who stared at me like I'd grown a second head.

"Are you going to watch Nia later?" Trill asked, her tone casual but curious.

"Of course," I said. "It'd be pretty shitty of me not to show up for her big moment. She's one of the contenders, and I'm her boyfriend, after all."

Besides, I was curious about Princess Myrcella's speech. She clearly had something up her sleeve—her determination to win at all costs wasn't just for show. The perks of being student council president would definitely help her with whatever ambitions she was chasing.

"Do you think Nia's going to win?" Trill asked, her voice softening slightly.

"I'm not sure. It's a tough call," I admitted. "Her chances aren't zero, but they're not guaranteed either. Right now, it's a toss-up, fifty-fifty at best. Myrcella definitely has the upper hand, though." I paused, then added, "But no matter what happens, we'll support her. She's already said she'll be happy regardless of the outcome. She's achieved what she wanted, so whatever happens next is just icing on the cake."

"You're right," Trill said with a wide grin, her tails wagging even faster.

Once we reached her seat, I gently set her down before heading to mine.

As usual, Irene was still throwing me those flirty looks. I couldn't lie—it was starting to get a little disturbing. But this time, something was different. No, it wasn't her usual lusty glances. It felt like she was trying to make me aware of something, though I couldn't figure out what. After class that morning, curiosity got the better of me, so I decided to approach her.

"I'm heading to the cafeteria, Leon!" Trill called out with a cheerful wave, leaving me behind as she skipped off.

I lingered in the classroom until all the students had left. For some reason, Irene took the opportunity to close the door. I knew exactly what she was trying to do, but I wasn't about to entertain her antics right now. I had questions, and I wanted answers.

"It's been so long, hasn't it?" she began, her voice dripping with a sultry tone. "I thought you were going to ignore me forever."

"I'm not here for small talk, Professor," I replied bluntly. "I just want to know what you were trying to tell me earlier."

"Haaa… You could at least indulge me for a moment, you know?" she said with a dramatic sigh. "I'm willing to give you everything, down to the very core of my body. Doesn't that deserve at least a little of your time?"

She was laying it on thick, her words dripping with seduction. I won't lie—she was tempting. It had been a while since I'd last been with her, and her body had only grown more alluring. She was dressed modestly enough in her usual professor's attire, but today, she'd ditched her coat, leaving her in just the crisp white blouse and black bow tie. Somehow, that made her look even sexier.

"I don't think I have time for this," I said, trying to shut it down.

"There's always time for something, you know," she teased, stepping closer and grabbing my shoulders. She pushed me back gently until my hips bumped against the podium. Her eyes locked on mine, and her voice dropped to a whisper. "You've been on my mind a lot lately, Leon. It's been so long since we touched. Sometimes… I touch myself while thinking of you, imagining you touching yourself while thinking of me. Or maybe you're fucking another woman but still thinking of me. Do you do that?"

"I don't," I said firmly. "It's rude to think of another woman during sex. It completely ruins the connection of making love."

"Fufufu… That's exactly what I love about you, Leon," she said, her tone thick with amusement.

"Then why don't you just be my woman if you love me that much?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I don't want to be just another one of your women," she replied, her voice suddenly serious. "I want to be with you and only you. I want you to be mine, Leon. No harems, no sharing. That's why I'm not holding back. I'm going to make sure none of those other women can even come close to me until you have no choice but to choose me."

"That's a tall order," I said with a small laugh. "I love all my women."
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"You underestimate a maiden's heart," she said, her voice low and intense. "We'll do whatever it takes to get what we want."

Before I could respond, she leaned in and captured my lips in a heated kiss. Her tongue slipped past my lips, tangling with mine.

After she pulled back, a thin strand of saliva lingered between our lips before it finally snapped. Irene's eyes locked onto mine, filled with a seductive hunger that made my pulse quicken. Her smile was wicked, like she was savoring the thought of devouring me. Honestly, the way she looked at me was driving me insane. I wanted to fuck her right here, right now.

The setting was perfect for it, the tension unbearable. My dick was already straining against my pants, practically begging to be inside her. Her body was made to fit in my hands, and the only thing stopping me from taking her right then and there were the clothes between us. But as tempting as it was, I held myself back. Not now. Not yet.

"I'll make sure no other woman can top me," she said, her voice dripping with determination. "Not the Princesses, not Gabrielle, not Rose. I'll steal you away from all of them, Leon."

Her smirk was pure seduction, but then it faltered slightly, her confidence dimming just a bit. "Speaking of Rose…" she trailed off.

Oh, so this was what she'd been trying to tell me earlier. I was guessing something had happened with Professor Rose. Still, I didn't notice anything wrong with her the last time we met at my manor back in the capital.

While I was piecing it together in my head, Irene finally spoke up, her voice quieter now.

"Rose retired from being a professor."