Amellia's Classmates

The homeroom was completely empty. No desk, no chairs... nothing at all. This was the state for every classroom of the academy in the morning. Just empty and white. The academy had technology that pulled all chairs and desks to an adjoining room, allowing the cleaning robots to do their job freely. That's why the room was empty.

If Denny wanted, he would press a green button near the door to activate the room. Something most girls competed for every morning. However, he didn't want things to escalate. All he wanted was to touch her, while listening to her to know about the system.

That's why he reversed their standing points, pressing her on the door. Their lips met and embraced each other's into a passionate kiss. Amellia liked when things were wet, so their tongues greeted each other, too, wet sloppy sounds following as a result.

Denny broke the kiss after a few seconds and reached for her white jacket. The kiss was just a warm up, after all. It would also not allow Amellia to tell him about the system when it's all Denny wanted to hear about... now.

Staring at her, his hands roamed over the jacket to tease her. He unizipped it after a while to have access to her otherworldly melons.

"Why are you quite?" he asked. Her lips were no longer kissing his. Nothing was restricting her from saying so he wanted her to start her narration already. "You should be telling me about the system, remember?"

"Give me a second to organize my thoughts!"

Waiting, Denny fondled her enormous round melons while still in bra. This move alone seemed to brainwash Amellia.

"Uh... boyfriend, take it off already!"

He did.

He gave them a few seconds stare, gulping and calling himself lucky internally. Was she really his?

Only his?

'Oh man! This is hard to believe. Yesterday, I was depressed but...'

"I won't start if you don't."

Amellia wanted him to fondle them like crazy. That's when she would start her narration.

"Just how lustful are you?" Denny asked pinching her nipples to remind her he had already began.

She yelped.

"What the heck are you doing screaming like that?"

"Who's the cause?"

"The one who asked for it."

Denny applied all those techniques he had used while in her world, mixing them with many more from some videos and conversations. He wanted to give her melons a good treat.

Amellia should have began her tale about the system. Instead of doing so, she was letting out muffled moans, enjoying Denny's massage. However, she was exaggerating. He was just touching her, right? Why was she behaving as if his dick was already inside her pussy?

"Hey!"

He had to remind her.

"Tell me about the system before anyone comes here."

If anyone came, they were probably going to spilt and wait to meet again after school or somewhere secluded. Meanwhile, Denny would be meeting girls, facing the same problem. Something he didn't want to repeat.

"Boyfriend, don't you... ah! see how it's difficult for me to talk under your massage. It feels more inhuman. Maybe you're applying your incubus Special Ability."

Hearing this, Denny tried to remember his Special Ability. Invisible Touch. But he didn't activate it or what? How could he be applying it?

Well, maybe it was automatic and activated itself once one started touching someone.

'I'll check the description later.'

Now that he knew how impactful his touch was, he enjoyed each of Amellia's muffled moans and squirms. Before, he was not enjoying it because he thought she was exaggerating.

Amellia endured more of his torture for a while, then decided she had had enough of it.

"Boyfriend," she said going on her knees. Her hands reached for his buckle. Denny didn't need anyone to tell him what she wanted. "Let's... "

"It's risky!" He cut her off.

"It won't take long," she assured him. "Trust me. I know a couple of techniques to..."

Before Amellia could finish, approaching footsteps echoed in the corridor nearby.

Then, voices followed.

"Kaila," it was one of the voices. "What are you going to say to her?"

"Armo," another voice replied. "Why are you acting as if it's your first time talking to a newbie."

"But she's not a normal newbie. Didn't I tell you what she just did to Mr. Rom?"

These girls were undoubtedly talking about Amellia.

Denny pulled away, scolding Amellia.

"You should have told me about the system, you demoness."

Amellia just laughed at him.

"Oh boyfriend, stop being silly. You have a phone. We can always talk or text, right?"

She rose to her feet again, hooking her bra and zipping her jacket.

"OK! Bye then!"

He took a step to leave but Amellia stopped him before he could take another.

Denny was confused.

"What?"

She gestured for her lips.

"Do you still want some kisses?"

She offered him a smile. "I wouldn't ask if it's a kiss. I want to know if you didn't mess up my lipstick."

"A little!"

"Huh?!"

Denny winked at her and took another step. When he reached the door, he pressed the green button that was labeled, activate. Then, a rustling sound assaulted his ears as the left wall slide to the side to leave a way for chairs and desks to pass.

"Don't go anywhere near those guys unless it's into the open!"

She shouted at his back busy fixing her make up.

Denny would not be that dumb to go somewhere secluded with OG gang. He was still too weak to withstand their physical confrontation.

"Thank you for concern!"

"It's not you I'm concerned about."

This prompted Denny to glance back.

"It's myself. I'm still a virgin, remember?"

'What the heck...'

Well, what else did he expect. All she thought about were ways to quench her lust. He should have known better.

Seeing that he had took her answer seriously, Amellia burst out laughing.

"No! I was joking! It's you I'm concerned about. I don't want you to die a virgin."

Denny's mind was slow to grasp the meaning behind her words. When it did, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, too. He was still a virgin.

Come to think of it. The one who spent a night with Amellia was his incubus body, not this chubby body of his.

His mind was like, 'Woo-hoo!'

Then his mouth, "Thank you for reminding me!"

The approaching footsteps were drawing nearer with each second so he hurried to leave.

On his way out, he met Kaila and Armo. These were the only girls currently in Pro Beginner Modelling Class. It was reasonable for them to be curious about their knew classmate.

As he Denny approached them, he concentrated on the blue words and signs floating near the girls. He was able to discern a few.

Affection Level, Vulnerabilities, Likes and... the list was long. However, that's not what caught Denny's attention. The numbers.

For Kaila, affection level was 90%.

Did it mean she had that level of affection for him? But how? The girl was a top model. Their paths were meant never to intercept so he had never interacted with her before. How come she had such affection level toward him.

'Interesting!'