The S-Class Mage is a Gyaru!?-Chapter 101: Arcane Jungle, Part Twenty-Eight

{Lily}

The final challenge starts in twenty minutes, and I should absolutely be getting ready for the magical obstacle course that’ll determine our ranking.

Instead, I’m on my knees in an empty broom closet, Miyuki’s cock hitting the back of my throat.

[How the fuck did I get here?]

Like, literally here - on my knees at 8AM - but also metaphorically.

When did I start doing this stuff for...

... For fun?

"Lily," Miyuki gasps above me, her fingers tangled in my hair. "We really should- ah!"

I take her deeper, feeling her thighs shake. Her cock throbs against my tongue as I swallow around her, and the moan she lets out? Erotic as hell.

[Used to be I’d only do this kind of thing to get ahead...]

And I was good at it too. Every blowjob was a calculated move, every hookup a step up the social ladder. Sex was just another tool in my arsenal, like my pretty smile or my "innocent" act.

But then that night happened. That wild, stupid night in the club bathroom.

[Akari Nakamura, you fucking slut, you ruined everything.]

Getting railed harder than I ever have in my life, watching Haruka absolutely destroy Miyuki’s ass... something clicked.

Like... Really?

This can actually just be FUN?

It’s not like I never had sex for sex’s sake, but... Damn.

Miyuki’s close now. I can tell by the way her hips are stuttering, how her perfectly maintained composure is cracking. Her cock pulses, and then she’s cumming down my throat with this absolutely filthy moan that the proper student council president would never make.

[God, I love making her fall apart like this.]

And that’s new too. Actually enjoying someone else’s pleasure instead of just using it.

"We’re going to be late," Miyuki pants as I wipe my mouth, standing up to straighten my uniform.

"Worth it though, right?"

She blushes, tucking herself away and trying to look dignified despite having just skull-fucked me against a wooden wall.

We hurry through the halls, and I can’t help but think about how spectacularly our plans have failed this week. We were supposed to take Akari down, expose her as a fraud, prove she didn’t deserve her spot.

Instead?

[Instead I’m still thinking about how good her cock felt in my mouth while Haruka railed Miyuki’s ass.]

And now we have to work with them.

The obstacle course is a team event - everyone from Crescent Moon has to cooperate to get through it.

We line up with the others, and there they are. Akari with that shit-eating grin, Haruka bouncing on her platforms, Reina trying (and failing) to hide a hickey, and Nao looking like she’s about to explode from sexual frustration.

"Morning, sluts!" Akari calls out cheerfully. "Ready to crush this?"

I catch Miyuki’s eye, seeing my own resignation mirrored there. We really thought we could take her down? This bitch who turned the student council president into a cock-hungry bottom and made me actually enjoy giving head?

[Probably should have seen this coming.]

"Whatever," I mutter, but there’s no real heat in it. "Let’s just get this over with."

"Aw, don’t be like that!" Haruka drapes herself over my shoulders. "We’re all friends now! Well, friends who’ve seen each other naked, but still!"

[I hate these gyarus.]

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{Akari}

The Chinese team’s about halfway through the course, and holy shit, they are NOT fucking around.

I watch as they navigate through this crazy maze of magical barriers, their formations tight as hell. One of them gets zapped by something and goes flying, but his teammate catches him mid-air with some fancy-ass spell work.

[Wow. Crazy.]

"You should probably be stretching," Reina says beside me, already bent over in these tiny black shorts that are doing absolutely illegal things to my concentration.

[Focus, Akari. Focus.]

But like... how am I supposed to focus when she’s right there, ass up in the air, those shorts riding up just enough to show the marks I left last night?

"Yeah," I agree, moving to "help" her stretch. My hands find her hips, and I can feel her muscles tense under my touch. "Gotta make sure you’re nice and limber, princess."

She shoots me a look over her shoulder, but doesn’t pull away when I slide my hands down to squeeze that perfect ass.

"You’re incorrigible," she mutters, but I catch the way her breath hitches.

"Big word for someone who was begging for dick this morning~"

Around us, the rest of Class 1 is doing their own warm-ups. Lily’s trying very hard to pretend she’s not watching Miyuki bend and flex. Nao’s doing these intense cat-like stretches that have Haruka practically drooling.

"The Brazilian team’s starting," Reina notes, finally straightening up. I keep my hands on her hips though, pulling her back against me. She does not push me away.

"Mhmm," I hum, watching them tackle the first obstacle. "Goddamn, those girls have some phat asses. Think we can do better?"

She leans back into me, her tail wrapping around my thigh in that way that drives me crazy.

"Obviously," she says, and the confidence in her voice makes my dick twitch. "We’ve got you, don’t we?"

[When did she get so smooth?]

"Crescent Moon, you’re up next!" One of the professors calls out.

I give Reina’s ass one last squeeze before stepping back, adjusting my own shorts. Around us, our classmates are gathering, all that sexual tension momentarily pushed aside for something bigger.

"Ready to show these bitches how it’s done?" I grin, looking at my crew.

Lily rolls her eyes but nods. Miyuki tries to look proper despite the hickey peeking out from her collar. Nao cracks her knuckles, her tail swishing with anticipation. Haruka bounces on her toes, winking at me.

And Reina? She just smirks, that confident little smile that means someone’s about to get fucked up (in the good way).

[Time to remind everyone why I’m S-Class, baby.]

The whistle blows.

Game time.

First obstacle hits us like a truck - literally. This giant magical construct comes barreling toward us, and we scatter like horny pigeons.

"Formation Three!" Miyuki calls out, her voice cracking as she barely dodges a swing.

[The fuck is Formation Three?]

But apparently everyone else knows, because they’re moving into position. Even Lily, who usually treats teamwork like it’s an STD, falls in line.

I follow their lead, channeling my mana into this complex pattern they’re weaving. The construct shatters against our combined shield, and holy shit, maybe these stuck-up bitches know what they’re doing.

"Nice!" Haruka cheers, her tits bouncing in that sports bra as she jumps. "We actually did it!"

Next up is this weird-ass puzzle room. Magical runes floating everywhere, platforms appearing and disappearing, the whole nine yards.

"The pattern," Reina mutters beside me, her ears twitching as she analyzes the chaos. "It’s based on ancient ward structures."

"In English, princess?"

She rolls her eyes, but there’s this little smile playing at her lips.

"Jump when I say jump, you fuck toy."

My heart skips a beat at the fact that the literal heiress of CrysTech just called me her fuck toy. What an honor.

We make it through, barely. Nao almost falls into what looks like a void of eternal darkness, but Reina catches her with this perfectly timed spell. The look they share afterward? Almost makes me jealous.

Almost.

[Can’t be too mad when I know whose ass I’ll be tapping later.]

The challenges keep coming. Magical barriers that need precise timing to break through. Illusions that try to trick us into fighting each other. This one thing that looks like a dragon made of pure mana that we definitely weren’t supposed to fight but Nao punched anyway.

And through it all, we’re actually... working together?

Like, Haruka’s helping Lily decode some ancient text (there’s that crazy pattern recognition of hers again), their heads bent together. Nao and Miyuki are tag-teaming these floating platforms, moving in perfect sync.

[Man...] I stand there, with my hands on my hips. [When did we become a team?]

I mean, it’s not like we all love each other or some shit. But... we’re like, legit tolerating each other. Crazy.

The final stretch is brutal.

We’re all sweating, panting, our uniforms clinging in ways that are definitely distracting me from the task at hand.

[Focus, Akari. You can rail Reina into next week AFTER you finish this.]

One last push. One last combination of spells and teamwork and pure fucking determination.

And then...

We’re done.

Just like that, the event’s over.

The next two days are just formalities - tallying scores, announcing winners, probably some fancy dinner where we all pretend we haven’t seen each other naked.

But I’m not thinking about any of that.

Because Reina keeps looking at me when she thinks I won’t notice. These little glances that are somehow both shy and hungry, like she’s already planning how to celebrate.

Every time I catch her, she quickly looks away, but I see that blush spreading down her neck. See how her tail curls at the tip, a telltale sign she’s thinking about something dirty.

[Oh princess, the things I’m gonna do to you...]

"Good work everyone," Miyuki’s saying, trying to sound professional despite being as disheveled as the rest of us. "We showed excellent teamwork and-"

But I’m barely listening. I’m too busy watching Reina pretend she’s not watching me.

[Two more days in this hotel...]

Something tells me we’re gonna make them count.