Bria was sensible in though her ailments precluded her from doing many exciting things as the other children due to very protective parents. She suffered harshly from her sleeping disorder though often times her mind had ranged over her books and stories where any sort of adventure awaited. Not just reading such worlds and bringing them to life but making her own.

She tended to over think things rather than simplify them though despite her streak of brillances she was still reasonable and intelligent enough to be practical about most things.

She didn't expect him to stop until he was done and a part of her wondered if she would have wanted him too though she didn't want to spend half the night dealing with matters either, he already proved that he had the stamina to last.

But she was in no position to make demands here either. Still she was slow to nod her acceptance of what he had just relayed. “I had no expectations for you to stop.”

He had not wasted any time though, she lets out a gasp as she feels his tongue upon her, a hand going to the back of his head as she stroked him there, tender strokes as her body was prepped for what was to one.

It did not take long though for her body to awaken, already stirred as it had been. That heat still flowing through her passage, her breasts still swollen and sensitive as he showed them some attention. Her skin felt heated, felt as if he could cause it to burst with his touch alone. Her back arched as he tended to her prone form, her chest rising and falling as he began his renewed assault on her.

She confirmed his beliefs about her common sense, admitting she didn't expect him to stop before he came. Her actions made him wonder briefly whether she might be enjoying this, rather than just enduring it until the time was up. There was no point in asking her, though; it wasn't likely that this was on a conscious level like Rhaine or Daphnee, but probably just her body's instinctive reactions.

As her reactions told him that she was ready, he lifted her hips up and began to press his shaft into her tight sex. Not quickly, though; this would be their last time for now, and he wanted to make it last.

There had been no sense in checking her watch and recording time or seeming to be impatient though when there was no sense denying her own bliss as pleasure washed over her again and again. She would not deny how good this felt, how much pleasure she was in though she would not have volunteered herself without reason.

Either she was going to be forced into the matter or was going to seek to get something out of this as if that could provide her a little deniability in just how much she had been enjoying this. That she had not tried to deny, it was obvious any way and there had been no sense in lying t herself.

She did enjoy this, his hands felt so good as they roamed her body, her skin tingling at his passing though now he was angling himself for that entry into her, his shaft pressing against him, that length pressing inside her causing her head to tilt back.

“UHHH! AHHH!” Filled up once more nice and slow, her body wrapped about his, throbbing around him as her body swept over his own on instinct alone.

He grinned knowingly when she cried out in pleasure as he pressed back into her. "And you know it only gets better from here," he commented as he began to drive back and forth within her. Two hands moved to fondle her tits while the others remained on her hips, letting him adjust the angle of his thrusts to hit her most sensitive spots more effectively. The speed and strength of his thrusts would gradually increase as he continued; while he didn't intend to rush things, he wasn't aiming to delay too much, either. If he could manage it, he intended to drive her to orgasm before he came himself.

Her stamina was nowhere near his. That length wasting little time in pressing back to her wet core as he came at her with a variety of angels her, her legs curling about his waste locking together behind his back.

Bria's breasts bounced with each movement into her though they did not move too much being handled by his grasp that swept over those orbs. That warm touch, palms grazing erect nipples as he held her hips to have some stability as he pressed back inside her or tried a different approach altogether drawing a moan of pleasure from her lips here or there when she did so.

“OH GOD!” Yes, it clearly felt good. The budding of her own release caused a shiver to start up her spine.

Her eyes gazed upward blankly as her own body massaged his own, liquid heat soothing around him until his gal is achieved and she is unable to keep it together fr much longer washing out over him, crying out as drool trickled down the corner of her mouth.

The flat of her palms rested against his chest as her legs tighten against him as she storms over that rod that delivers so much pleasure up here. “CAN'T …. OH … AHHH!” She mumbles out as soft moans tumble from her lips.

Her climax was met by his own as his grip on her tightened and he released inside her. Her tight passage squeezed his shaft as if trying to milk it of every drop of cum it could get while it had the chance. For his part, his body was quite willing to supply what hers wanted, smaller spurts coming each time it seemed that his orgasm was dying down.

Eventually, it appeared that he'd reached his limit, and he started to pull out of her. Just before he'd pulled out completely, he pushed back in, releasing a second load into her depths. This one didn't last as long as the previous one, and he actually did pull out once it died down, stepping aside to let her recover and get dressed.

Panting each moment he throbbed inside her she felt more of that essence flowing inside her. Bria panted as she drew in more and more air, her chest, captured in his grasp rising and falling until at last he had finished and began to draw forth from her sensitive body.

“OHHH!” He plunged back in, rocking her senses and triggering off those aftershocks with more frequency as he filled her insides once more painting them before he drew out of her, this time for real.

It took her some time to catch her breath. Once she had she slowly dressed in preparation to go. “Oh, wow!” She gasped out before dressing. She had some more inspiration for her horror erotica …

When she got her breath and felt as if she could walk on her own she stood, feeling that seed shift inside her as she stood, some of it leaking out of her to dampen her panties. “Alright, I think I can manage. Lead the way.”

She'd recovered pretty well, although it was pretty clear that she'd need a night's rest to recover fully. Still, he should be able to help her get back to her room without needing to actually support her.

"I'll need to know which room you're heading for if you want my help avoiding the prefects," he said as he started along the path towards the dorms. While he wouldn't be using any of the truly secret ways into her building, he could probably use one of the obvious doors that wouldn't open for students. Even if not, his abilities would allow them both to pass unnoticed as long as they were careful. "Once we're in the building, stay close to me and be quiet; I can't guarantee avoiding them otherwise." While his presence would mean she'd avoid demerits, he doubted she'd want to be seen like this at all.

“Hm ...” Bria considered about the revealing of her dorm room. “Sneaky … our arrangement didn't cover anything about dorm rooms but I guess it would be easy enough to find out. How many of the girls are novelists.

“I've been shuffle around a lot recently but am in room 318 now,” she confirmed.

“OK, got it. I'll stay close and quiet.” She let him lead the way on back, tired though still able to move about freely she had been exhausted sexually, too sensitive to continue. Moving was tougher too seeing that she was a bit sore but she forced herself to keep up.

Once in her dorm room she could get cleaned up and get some sleep in. In the interim though she would pay close attention to the route they took encase she had to use it in the future though in such a case she would have found that not all of the avenues they would take had been open to them.

Getting past prefects meant she would be demerit free as they made their way back to her dorm, a tidy little place, a stack of papers on a writing desk consisting of the manuscript that she was working on.

“Well, this is it.” This was the first time that she had been walked back by any of the guests of the place. If you saw one room you saw them all she supposed and her half of the room had been tidy and organized. One of the things she could do with her disorder was to clean and she tended to keep things neat and organized.

Bria knew that she could not stop him from showing up here, or any other guest for that matter. She had been attacked here only once before, possessed by that shade and forced upon that Daphnee girl though the whole ordeal was unusual … the entity had been in her head controlling them, switching between them though outside of this darker feeling in her head at the time it was just like being with another girl.

In fact, he'd have had some difficulty finding her again if she hadn't let him take her all the way to her room; he didn't know her name, and the fact that she was a writer wasn't much to go on. He wasn't going to tell her that, though; let her think it was inevitable that he'd have been able to find her again easily if he chose anyway.

He didn't follow her into the room; he doubted he'd learn anything important from a brief look around, and she was almost certainly too tired to be entertaining at the moment. Instead, he waited by the door as she went inside, then said, "You've been quite enjoyable. I'm sure we'll meet again." Unless she stopped him, he'd then head off down the hall towards the exit, on the lookout for any other students worthy of his attention; just because she was doe for today, that didn't mean he had to be.

“Thank you,” she announced as she stepped inside the room unsure how to take his words. Was he pleased? Was he taunting her? Was he threatening her? She was a bit confused but rather than dwell on the matter too much she could conclude the evening after she cleaned.

Would he come back? She had felt that if he were determined enough that he could have found her at his leisure though honestly she was still in the dark about certain things as careful as she was in other regards she had been relaxed in others, especially when she had figured that something was highly likely or inevitable.

So chances were pretty good that he would come here at some point though her only real activities were writing and outdoors stuff with the other Tramps that she had just joined seeing that things were things she could do over all.

Yet she had both been aught up with dreading matters and at the same time looking forward to such a time too. But she did not know what the future would bring. She looked back seeing him round a corner at the end of the corridor. Now it was time to rest, tomorrow was another day ...