Mr. Lenith gently grasped her upper arm and placed his hand on the small of her back as he led her to her bed.

"Welcoming is not the only job the Committee has. We are also tasked to see to our student's welfare and everything they may need."

Mikaela's steps were wobbly and her breath came in sharp pants. Standing near Mr. Lenith made her dizzy, he had a musty cologne on and it made it even harder to focus on her manners.

"I... I'm al... alright. I... just...need to.... lay down." She forced through her swollen lips. She sat on her bed, the contact between the mattress and her puffy, excited slit causing her squirm. She spread her legs slightly and began to grind on her mattress subconsciously.

Mikaela was confused, what was this sensation? What was wrong with her?

Mr. Lenith smiled, just as he did before. He was all smiles this afternoon, wasn't he? Besides, it was the situation that made him smile, what with all this ministrations, the rubbing and the stuff happening. It all combined to make him grin like the Cheshire Cat.

He gently led the student onto her bed, where she found a hard time to even express herself in words. Perhaps she thought it better to express herself in actions, because a little more than a minute later, she was dry-humping and grinding the mattress like her life depended on it.

Mr. Lenith shot her a gentle, father-like smile. At least that was the effect that his aged, bearded face gave the student, his be-spectacled eyes turning into slits.

" I think I know what the problem is." he said, gently rubbing his hand onto her legs, moving it up. " We pride ourselves in finding out the main problem of students efficiently."
Moving it further still, he made sure that she felt every single second of his rough, aged hand's movement, until it rested in between her legs, just on top of her covered sex. " This is the problem right here, isn't it?" He asked the girl.

Mikaela felt the leathery palm of the old man's hand rest on her thigh. Mikaela heard Mr. Lenith say somethingto her about knowing what the problem was and that he knew how to fix it. He then proceeded to place his hand where the problem was occuring.

Mikaela nodded vigorously, the slight pressure of his hand against her driving her slightly mad.

"I... don't...really know.... what... the problem is... Please... help... me fix... it." She managed to force out.

"Please... fix it." She whimpered.

Slowly, fingers came to life as the old man rather gently began applying pressure, pressing at intervals on the girl's puffy mound as her juices began seeping out, producing a wet, dark spot on her underwear. She was beginning to be rather agreeable, and this was by all means the most enjoyable thing so far for the old devil. He had been waiting for her to loosen up, and loosen up she did.

He did small intervals on the girl, his index finger playing her puffy lips up and down, up and down through the sheer fabric of her underwear. Her legs were beginning to spread quite obscenely, and he was sitting on the bed. He was smiling at her, keeping her at ease, as his other hand started to rub at her free inner thigh, moving up and down, up and down in the same motion, as he savoured the feel of her skin on his own.

" Does this help?" he asked.

Moving in a little more closer, Mr. Lenith was now lying beside the girl. He cleared his throat, seemingly in dire straits as to what he should do with this little harlot. Yet, he let his tongue out, and started licking at her exposed neck, like a kid licking his first popsicle.

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Outside, Ardruus and Haald had come back from their nightly stroll. There was something happening in the room that called them back here, and it was as if their master had called for them. Ardruus, against his better judgement, looked for a hole to peek in...and lo and behold! Their master, in his guise of Mr. Lenith, doing things they would rather do to the sweet girl who, moments ago, was a picture of perfect decency. Now it seemed she was liking all the attention.

Ardruus tapped Haald, and both of them whispered silently to each other, mumbling, cackling, and scratching their heads.

As Mr. Lenith began to run his fingers against her underwear, Mikaela began to writhe, every motion of his finger bringing her more and more excitement. With his other hand, he stroked the insides of her thigh. His leathery palm, bringing all the more pleasure, due to her heightened sense of touch.

"Does this help?" He asked quietly. Mikaela nodded in response.

Mr. Lenith moved closer and laid down next to Mikaela, he began to slowly caress her exposed neck with his tongue.
Mikaela let out a small cry, expressing her pleasure, and arched her back towards him.

In the back of her mind, something was egging at her. Something was telling her that this was wrong, and definitely unlady-like. But Mikaela pushed it away, she didn't care right now. She was about to go crazy, the mixture of sensations nearly driving her off a cliff.

She waited for this madness to subside, now that Mr. Lenith was helping her out. However, it only served to fuel the wildfire in her body. She needed more and she needed it now.

"M..Mr. Lenith. M...more." She gasped, before she pressed her swollen lips to his and began to suckle, gently on his lower lip. Her hips, continuing to buck against his hand.

Lilitu (who was Lenith at the moment) moved to further her sensations. He definitely wanted to drive her over the edge, before revealing to her who he was, and what he really wanted. It wasn't really hard to figure out, if one knew his true nature.

The up and down motion of his fingers became exploratory, with him trying to find her swollen nether-lips. He knew this moment to be her most sensitive...a moment where she could not think clearly, and acted only according to her instincts, and a general drive to pleasure and be pleasured. She was in to this too much as well, as she arched her back when he moved to make her feel a little more...comfy. She repaid his efforts by kissing him torridly back, giving him a momentary taste of what was to come.

He eagerly took the initiative and kissed back, while his free hand slowly moved to lower her straps one by one. She wasn't really giving any move to suggest she didn't want this; on the contrary, she was as game as can be, humping his hand which was on her sex to wildness. He smiled in his mind.

The hand on her mound quickly found her sweet, sweet nub, engorged to capacity by the sensations she felt. He started a rythmic flicking of that nub, his eyes following the hand that was lowering her straps. He wanted to see more of her body...

And unknown to him, someone else was looking, those someone being his underlings Haald and Ardruus.

Mikaela cried out in pleasure as Mr. Lenith began to gently flick her highly-sensitive clit. Each flick caused her muscles in her back to react and arch towards him. She was too distracted by the intense spasms to even care that he was slowly undressing her. In fact, she quite enjoyed the feel of his rough, calloused skin running across the different areas of her body.

Mikaela gripped the Mr. Lenith's tailored clothes until her knuckles became white. Mikaela slowly turned her attention to the old man's ear lobes, which she softly began to nibble at his earlobes. Normally, she would have worried herself with thoughts of how inexperienced in these arts she was.... No, normally she would never have engaged in such activities at all. But she wasn't thinking, merely acting on her animalistic instincts.

Her already labored breathing came in shorter and shorter gasps as she felt the pleasure begin to build within her core.
'More... more.... more...' As she began to buck wildly along to the rythym of his touch.

'Wait... wait... I can't handle... all of this... pleasure. Wait, no... Don't...stop....!!!!'
Mikaela spasmed wildly, her muscles trembling from her climax.

There was something in these magic moments of unbridled carnal pleasures that had Lilitu wanting so much of it. It was the flow of energy, from one person to another, as someone expended much of it that the other one, particularly someone with the ability to use the energy as his own, wanted much of this energy. Youth. It was the one thing which should power all the plants in the world, and would still have enough left-over to power a hundred more.

It was then, during her climax, that Lilitu got a whiff of a bit of her energy (just enough to give him a taste) and he figured that he would want more of this. This was the sole purpose why he was here, on this island, and he would have more of it.

Without even waiting for her to recover, or come back down to Earth, so to speak, Lilitu began to move more and more into her comfort zone, stoking her flames and keeping the embers alive. A few more tugs caused her silken nightgown to fall down, revealing the top of her skin. He gently kissed the smooth skin, savouring her silken appearance. A thin sheen of sweat had appeared on her upper chest despite the aircon being at full blast, and he licked at it obscenely. He continued to tug at her gown down, down, down...

" How's your assessment...of the Committee...so far?" he asked her teasingly in between licks.

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Outside, Haald and Ardruus had enough of just being spectators to a sport that they knew how to play well, almost as well as their master played it. Moving based on the instinct that their master wouldn't mind intrusion, both of them moved quickly from their spot to the other side, trying to find an opening into which to squeeze themselves in.

The girl wasn't meant to be savored alone, they thought. She was meant to be shared.

Mikaela mewled in pleasure as her orgasm subsided. For a moment, she felt her head begin to clear but instead the haziness came back with even more vengeance. As if Mr. Lenith knew, he stripped her down further and further, revealing supple, pale skin. Lower.... lower...
her breasts came free from her nightgown, eventually he had stripped her completely of the nightgown, leaving a young girl, hot with lust. Her skin glistened with a thin sheet of sweat, emphasizing the perfection of her of her petite body.
She laid there enjoying the attention from Mr. Lenith's tongue.

"How's your assessment... of the Committee... so far?" He asked her between licks.
Breathlessly she replied,
"Amazing... but I'm sure there are more things that could be done to... raise the 'satisfaction level."

" Oh, but there is, there is..." he said, assessing the situation further.

He eyed her pink nipples with such hunger and lust it should make her blush a nice pink in contrast to her pale skin. They were pert, perky, butter-soft things that he knew was sensitive to touch. He toyed with them willfully, his fingers doing the job as he let just the tip of his fingers graze against the steadily hardening nubs. They were inviting him to suckle, to nurse, but he would torture her first, to the point of offering them for his enjoyment.

He tried something, just to make sure that she wouldn't do anything once he started to show his true form underneath all the charade.

A quick change of appearance bought his tail to prominence, still unseen from the student, but nevertheless there. The test would be to see if she would even notice that, while his hands were busy with her body, something went and snapped her panties for easy access. A quick swipe rid Lilitu of the obstructive piece of clothing which snapped, as if under pressure. She was arching, writhing, so it might be possible that all actions of the demon would be hard to notice. He then positioned himself just on top of one of her budding breasts, deliberately teasing her.

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Ardruus had just completed the long, hard climb towards where they knew the girl's room was. He was greeted by the sight of their still-disguised-as-human master ravaging the girl, but he fought the urge to cackle upon seeing his master's tail in full sight of his. It was quite ungainly to see it, and rarely did his master show it to them.

Haald was just coming to, slowly, panting and wheezing as he made his turtle-pace to the top, where Ardruus was already enjoying the show.

Mikaela's heart fluttered in her chest. She desperately needed more. She could vaguely feel something go and cut her underwear loose, sending her into a pleasured frenzy. Instinctively, she knew that a better sort of release was inevitable and she bit her lower lip in anticipation. It was as if Mr. Lenith was teasing her, intentionally driving her crazy to the point of insanity. Mikaela reached her hands into Mr. Lenith's still well-tailored clothing and found herself desperately clawing at his skin, leaving angry, red welts in their wake. She then continued to wrap her long, shapely legs around around him, beginning to grind furiously with anything she could get into contact with.

Just the sensation of his breath on her exposed skin drove her wild. The juices from her sex begin to trickle down, onto the bed, now that the cloth that was previously absorbing them was gone.

"Please...." Mikaela groaned.

Deliberately, and delicately, he started to likc his lips, wet them, so that he can start his assault on the girl's nubile body.

He starts to mash her breasts, getting them ready for further assault, as his other hand moves down onto her pronounced mound. He starts to rub his fingers against her slit, feeling his fingers become wet. He instantly receives a shock of electricity, somehow making him alert. This was a part of the girl's energy, and he smiles, just as he had been doing all along. She's like clay under his hands.

Without warning he starts to slowly suckle onto her offered teat, feeling her nipple harden a bit more under his tongue's ministrations. He transforms his tongue while licking her, his forked tongue starting to caress her nipple, playing it in between the slits.
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As it appears, Haald and Ardruus had seen all they had to see. They start to blend into the background, mimicking the color of the girl's room, as they slowly make themselves fit into a crack of the girl's window.

Master said he would share, both of them thought. Had he forgotten his promise...again?

Mikaela let out a small cry as Mr. Lenith began to suckle on her supple breast. His tongue swirled wet trails around her nipple, causing it to harden. Mikaela feels something strange, almost as if the old man's tongue had split into two. Both halves, seemingly with a mind of its own continues to lap at her hardened nipple. However, she doesn't care, as she is distracted by a more "touching" matter at hand.

Her attention is focused on the old man's fingers, dipping in and out of her moist sex. What feels like jolts of electricity run down her spine each and every time he flicked at her puffy mound. Mikaela wraps her arms around the man's neck, so that every inch of her exposed body is touching something. She wanted more contact, more skin, more action. Her feverish skin rubs against the old man and his clothing, aggravating her already overworked nerves.

It can be forgiven, therefore, that the two very busy bunnies had overlooked the fact that outside, two spectators were dying with envy, what with a young, nubile female caressing and accommodating an ancient man like he was her whole universe. If she could appreciate a seemingly 'old fart', then certainly she would have no problems accommodating three demons, now, would she?

Slowly but surely, Shokushu's very own version of 'Cheech and Chong' moves in, closer and closer as the girl mewls in overdriven pleasure. Surely she wouldn't faint from the overdose of sensations wracking her body, making her body contort in positions that would look very much at home in an adult video, or in a hard core porn film. However, this was real life, as real as life can get in the campus, and she was not in the mood to let anything and anyone disturb her, it appeared...all she was for at this moment was the sensation, and everything she can coax out of this pleasurable experience.

Mr. Lenith began to playfully bite at her nipples, as if to coax her like a babe sucking for nutrition. Lenith himself was at overdrive as well, the girl making sweet sounds that was pure music to his ears. It took all his willpower and presence of mind not to transform back into the old demon, as he was not yet completely sure that she would welcome that wholeheartedly. All he could do was to slowly, slowly introduce the changes one by one, making sure to let her focus on the sensations and not on appearances, like what she was doing right now.

He had other ideas for his tail. Rather than let it go to waste, he made it move near the girl's sex, to rub against puffy labias engorged with blood. He would slowly, slowly let it into her nether lips, hiding his other hand to provide the illusion. He continued the assault on her chest, continuously sucking, licking, and biting her budding breasts and her cute little nipples.

Ardruus and Haald, both camouflaged and in full demon form now, moved slowly closer, closer, stroking their rock hard members to further arousal, envying their master even further.

Mikaela lets out a small groan as he nips at her aroused teat, and her breathing begins to come in sharp pants again.

Mikaela negins to plant small, wet kisses along Mr. Lenith's not so defined jawbone and uses the tip of her tongue to gently caress and punctuate each kiss left along his jaw line.

Mikaela's hands begin to wander around, finding buttons amd zippers and slowly undoing them, undressing Mr. Lenith in her aroused stupor.

Her back continues to arch in the direction of the old man, each nip, lick amd suckle marked with a flexing of her muscles.