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Pristine Vanilla groans in stress and disarray, and in sexually frustration. He writes the texts on to his journal book for 5 hours straight as his punishment declared by Light Yogurt himself. 5 HOURS STRAIGHT. For skipping three classes just to go to the library and find a book to spare the boring hours in Mrs. Choco Syrup's the basics in magic.
Pristine Vanilla slams his hand to the side of his journal, his head leaning forward to the table as his body quiver in pleasure.
"Eyes on the written lesson, Pristine Vanilla Cookie." Light Yogurt smirked, his closed eyes lifting and looked at Pristine Vanilla very mischievous while pleasuring him very slow as a snail.
Today, he was caught on headlights by the teachers in the library that he's skipping classes. No students are allowed to go out unless the bell rung.
He was sent to the office to explain himself, but Pristine Vanilla can't think of anything so he went in silence.
The teachers are in disbelief and must take this punishment to the toll is to stay in the dungeons until the third bell rings.
But thanks to Light Yogurt who took matters in his hands, he saved Pristine Vanilla and thought of a cruel "punishment" for his actions as a student rebel.
Pristine Vanilla sighs in relief silently, but not for long.
As soon as he enters Light Yogurt's beautiful office, his mind immediately fueled with sex and desires. He thought his "punishment" will be so pleasuring that he might forget his name.
Being ordered to strip with Light Yogurt's persuading voice, he obeyed his lover's request. Fully naked in front of him. Then, he was told to sit down on his office chair, in which he did obey.
Then, dozens of magic books placed down in front of him and requested to bring out his journal to write important notes on one of the magic books.
"I don't want to write these! My hand will ache!" Pristine Vanilla whines, leaning back on the office while hugging his body. The office is feeling colder than usual.
Light Yogurt only chuckled as he placed the ink and feather to the side. "Then, use your other hand." He said.
"..I thought we are going to.." Grumbled Pristine Vanilla, refused to pick up the feathery quill to start writing.
In a quick motion, Pristine Vanilla's heart jumped when Light Yogurt pushed him further to the chair, his arms sprawled out to the side then lean his head close to Pristine Vanilla's ear. "As much as I want to penetrate your sweet tunnel vision as your punishment, your knowledge in learning is my priority."
Pristine Vanilla felt his private rising by the fact he got so turned on when he was this close with Light Yogurt to tackle him and kiss him here. But, Light Yogurt pulls himself away, dusting his white bluish robe with a smirk.
"Study first, sex later. Start writing as your punishment for skipping classes."
Back in present, Pristine Vanilla's breath hitched before whining, "Light Yogurt Cookie, I apologize for skipping classes! It was not my intention to do that I-- Ahh~" His hips bucked when he felt his private getting squeezed dangerously tight.
Light Yogurt chuckled, eyes closing as he focused meditating his mind to get his own pleasure out of his lower region. "It's Professor to you, Pristine Vanilla Cookie. After all, you are in my class, yes?" Light Yogurt's soft and pointy fingers rub the hard tip of Pristine Vanilla's cock.
Pristine Vanilla grunts in frustration and anger before correcting himself unaware that his voice is gruff in anger, ".. Professor Light Yogurt Cookie, I apologize for.. Hmf.. Skipping classes.."
"Is that frustration in your voice?" Light Yogurt slowed his strokes on his lover's cock when he heard his frustration etched in Pristine Vanilla's tone.
Pristine Vanilla whined, trying to correct himself again, "No-- Hah~! Oh, fuck me..!"
His legs shakes in edging pleasure, "I will write! I will write! Ngh.. Let me... Focus..." He moaned before picking the quill up properly.
Light Yogurt smiled at Pristine Vanilla's willingness to write again before stopping his hand that strokes his lover's average dick but to keep his hand tight on it.
However, Pristine Vanilla's mind is clouded with lust. Couldn't focus on what he's writing, but he must persevere this torture. He bit his lip, blushing madly whilst he continued reading what he last wrote down.
Meanwhile, Light Yogurt is reading an article of magic, hand still in Pristine Vanilla's dick. Casually glancing to the grandfather clock so often, "It's only 40 minutes, there's still 4 more hours left, dear." Chuckled Light Yogurt, batting his eyes to the struggling Pristine Vanilla.
"Hah... Ughh.." Pristine Vanilla whined, "If I.. Mmnh.. If I finish writing these... Will you..?" His heart beats a mile, looking down at Light Yogurt who is sitting comfortably on the floor, his dick on his soft hand.
Light Yogurt nodded with a smirk, shutting the article of magic to replace it with alchemy book, "Why yes, dear. I cannot leave you out of my office with a magic wand under your robe." Light Yogurt giggled.
Pristine Vanilla sighs in relief, now finding his newfound determination to finish writing the lessons. "Oh good, thank you-- ahh~!!" He gasped a loud moan when he felt his shaft hardening again when it was stroked suddenly.
Light Yogurt hummed, his hand stroked up Pristine Vanilla's shaft, saying "Have to keep you hard for 4 hours straight, yes? I am quite curious how long will you sustain my torture." Light Yogurt chuckled in delight, stopping his stroking just to edge Pristine Vanilla in a hard way.
Pristine Vanilla glared at Light Yogurts in anger before grabbing his quill rather harshly and started writing on whatever what's inside the magic book.
Next time, I am going to suck up Mrs. Milk Cream's bio magic lessons. I'm starting to hate this! Pure Vanilla thought angrily as he wrote down.
...
3 hours later, he's left incredibly edged up and felt his dick swollen in pleasure. Light Yogurt really is not going easy for this torture. He panted before gasping as he finished the last letter of the last book he wrote.
"I... I finished it.." Pristine Vanilla gasped. Light Yogurt looks above him and saw his journal descending down for him to grab the journal, "Here's your lesson, Professor." Pristine Vanilla snarled at him.
Light Yogurt smirks, grabbing the journal and opening it with a swift motion, skimming through all the pages he wrote, "Keep that attitude up or I might do something even worse than this." He joked.
As he skimmed through the pages, he's in awe that everything is in the lesson as it should be. He stood up with an ominous look on his face that made Pristine Vanilla's dough shiver in response. Shutting the journal and putting it to his table, Pristine Vanilla felt like he made too much attitude a while ago, looking at the grandfather clock there's still an hour for this punishment.
"Dear, we might as well move to my couch over there to keep my things clean." Pristine Vanilla looked up at Light Yogurt, while the Cookie is undressing himself, Pristine Vanilla stood up shakily from 5 hours of sitting that his rear end hurts.
Pristine Vanilla sits down and waits for Light Yogurt to dominate him. The fact that his dick is swollen for 4 hours straight is... Not right for him. The tip is swollen the most, dark pinkish for being holding tight on his shaft. Oh yes, and his shaft have purple bruises on it that it hurts to stroke it.
Pristine Vanilla tried to get pleasure but only hurting himself on the process. He whimpered when he couldn't pleasure himself because of his broken dick.
Light Yogurt seemed to address the problem, since he was so busy reading alchemy, he forgot to ease up his hold on his lover's dick. Approaching him in a silent way, he knelt down on the floor and examined it.
Pristine Vanilla finally sobbed, tears flowing down from his eyes like waterfall, "I.. I told you not to.. Bruise it or something.." He sniffed, he wrote long lessons on his journal, while being sexually agitated and all he get is a bruised dick and frustration. As a result, he cried all his frustration out. "... It hurts.." He cried softly.
Light Yogurt looked at him in deep apology, gently holding his lover's dick softly, healing it back to its former skin color, "My orchid, I did not mean to bruise you this way. I did not notice, I deeply apologize, my love."
Pristine Vanilla couldn't bring himself to accept the apology unless something sexy must be done. Light Yogurt senses the frustration flowing through his lover, "I see. Well then, as a token of my apology, I give you what you want."
His mouth wrapped softly on the tip as he suck feverishly on it, making Pristine Vanilla gasp and sigh the frustration out of him. Light Yogurt licked and kissed the skin on where the bruises appeared before putting his dick in his mouth whole, deepening into his throat.
Pristine Vanilla moaned softly, his crying stopped moments ago, gripping his lover's hair as he bucked his hips. Feeling his own release getting near quickly, "Ahh.. Ah.. Oh, Light Yogurt. I am near.. Please.. Please. Hahh..." He gasped when he felt his head bobbing sloppily on his dick.
His climax came and released it down to Light Yogurt's throat, making him moaned loudly than before. Light Yogurt has a hard time swallowing his cum before managing to gulp it down as he pulled his head out.
He wipes the saliva from the sides of his mouth, he sweetly ordered Pristine Vanilla to flip and show his rear end for him to dominate.
Quickly, Pristine Vanilla went to all fours. It's a good thing the couch is spacious enough for them to do activities, Light Yogurt wasted no time when he saw the clock ticking its way to the third bell.
Light Yogurt cursed himself that he took way too much time. Instantly, he pushed his already hard cock inside of Pristine Vanilla's tunnel vision and started thrusting. Giving what Pristine Vanilla want.
"Let us make this a haste, shall we? We have no time to please ourselves at this point.." Light Yogurt whispered huskily at his ear, "I promise to heal you if anything happens to your body." He moaned when he felt his climax nearing suddenly.
Pristine Vanilla doesn't care a bit if he's bruised, he already got what he wanted. They moaned each other's name, Light Yogurt muffled his own ragged grunts behind Pristine Vanilla's back. His thrusts starting to get hard and fast, getting sloppy too.
"Oh my Witches.. Nghh!! Light Yogurt Cookie! Harder.. Please.. H-harder.. Ahh!" Pristine Vanilla's eyes rolled back to his head. He salivated on the couch as he was backshotted by his lover.
Light Yogurt grits his teeth, his thrusts are getting undeniably faster, "Hff.. Inside or outside, dear?" He asked between ragged breaths, his climax approaching immediately as it should.
"Inside! Inside! I want your seed inside me, please!" Pristine Vanilla begged before moaning as he felt his lover's sweet, sweet, sweet seed spilling inside him like magic.
They both lie down on the couch and gasp for air, Light Yogurt looked at the clock and see that he's only have 15 minutes before the third bell rings. Wasting no time to spare, he pulled out of Pristine Vanilla's embrace and grabbed his clothing that is scattered on the table and put his clothes in and his Soul Jam.
Pristine Vanilla groaned as he looked at the clock lazily, contemplating if he should go to his third class or not, "Do I really have to go..?" He mumbled.
Light Yogurt slightly smiled as he grabbed Pristine Vanilla's academic robe and a hat for him to wear it, "Yes, my love. Your learning is my top priority in this academy." Light Yogurt gives Pristine Vanilla his clothes back before going to the office chair and sit on it comfortably.
Pristine Vanilla groans again, forced to wear this stupid clothes for his stupid class to attend in this stupid academy. Light Yogurt makes some sweet tea while Pristine Vanilla gets his things.
Light Yogurt sips his cup of tea, watching Pristine Vanilla on his way to his third class, "Pristine Vanilla Cookie?" He called out for him, his lover turned his head expectedly before Light Yogurt smiled at him, "Skip more classes next time, I might have to take up your punishments up the notch than this if you continue this, understood?"
Pristine Vanilla's back shivered when he suddenly remembered the feeling few hours ago before nodding, "I.. I will, Light Yogurt Cookie. I won't do this act again." He vowed, while bowing his head in respect.
Light Yogurt leaned to his chair with a satisfied smile, "Good, good. Now, off you go. You have 4 minutes to get there." Pristine Vanilla gasped at the statement as he ran to his third class before the bell rings.