KnightSpark: Definitely.

BigBoys: I said the same lol

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Beard Cutter: Nothing like that, I just chose her randomly and, as I continued, realized there were so vague correlations of extremism between the two.

Guest2: Same.

Guardian of Azure: There isn't a lot... Any time I hear it it's just annoying comparisons, so I did something a little fun with it.

Talking with friends about Dark War Alternative finally being given a trailer, I noticed I completely forgot to post this here. This branches off the Taboo chapter (13) and will receive two additional one-shots throughout this fic. Beta-read by Wild Blue Sonder, I hope you all enjoy!

Chapter 15: Too Good in Nylon

This had to be on purpose.

Ragna felt his cheeks heat up, his legs restless as he sat among the class. Some students struggled to follow the lecture and broke out their phones for entertainment; others paid attention because they didn't want to risk getting their gadgets taken away. Ragna attempted to keep his eyes off her but nothing else in the classroom provided any kind of distraction, the pull absolutely irresistible.

Rachel's pencil skirt was a bit shorter than usual, and much thinner. If he stared hard enough he could discern the outline of her panties. Since Ragna placed himself in the front of the room for once, he didn't have to move much to appreciate Rachel's nylon-covered legs when she sat down. He had already experienced the warmth and satisfaction hidden between her gorgeous thighs, screaming internally for Rachel when her legs splayed.

Ragna adjusted his dick to ensure nobody saw the conspicuous stirrings in his groin as torturous thoughts flooded his mind. His stomach clenched as Rachel's gaze swept over the classroom and landed on him. Their eyes met and Ragna's fell to her mouth. Her peach-colored lips curved into a small smile that darkened his flush. A small blush crept onto Rachel's cheeks and more blood rushed to his groin. Ragna looked at the clock; ten minutes before class ended. He hoped she didn't call him up to write anything on the board.

Ten minutes felt like an eon before the bell rang. The students were eager to go home and didn't bother listening to the assignment Rachel handed out. Ragna grabbed her arm before she could leave as well. "I need to talk to you." His voice was hushed but still gravelly.

"Is there something you require of me?" Rachel wondered, smiling a little when the answer came in the form of a kiss. The click of the locking door resounded in the silence left by Ragna's peers, then a clatter rang out as he picked up Rachel and used one arm to swipe the books and papers off her desk. She clutched at his strong chest and back, and he groaned like she had granted him everything he ever needed. His tongue tracing her bottom lip made Rachel open her mouth to him. A moan caught in her throat as their tongues danced, and the inquisitive kiss quickly deepened from the need to quench their mutual thirst. As they separated for air, Rachel met his gaze and the desire blazing within his irises sent a thrill up her spine. "You spent the whole class staring at me." Rachel tried to reprimand him but failed miserably.

"It's really fucking hard when I can make out your entire ass," Ragna breathed.

"So you find my posterior more interesting than the material on your upcoming finals?"

"C'mon, Rabbit..." Ragna pulled on her earlobe, then trapped the outer shell between his teeth. "Do I really need to answer that?"

Rachel knew his response was in his relentless grinding. She could feel his erection pressing into her, throbbing against her, and was sure a wet spot had appeared on his pants. "I wouldn't mind hearing it."

Ragna's hands slipped under her backside and palmed it, eliciting a gasp from his teacher. "I find this ass occupying most of my thoughts these days." He pressed his groin harder against Rachel and murmured, "I can feel how wet you are…"

Rachel glanced toward the door then back at him. "I am afraid I cannot spend too much time here." Ragna propped himself up with a frown. "I must attend a meeting at four fifteen regarding the senior trip."

"Skip it."

Rachel did not look amused. "Do not be an impatient fool. I must be there."

Ragna nuzzled into her pale neck, giving it a light kiss. "Be late, then."

She cupped his face and brought him up to behold that cute pout of his. "Hush and do not argue with me. Let us appreciate the time we have now." Rachel guided his hand to her folds; she was warm, slick, and oh-so responsive. She let him do as he desired, rolling her hips while Ragna stroked her pussy. She keened, but the friction through the fabric only provided so much relief. "Ragna, we do not have much time, remember?" Rachel reminded him.

"I'm gonna get to your pussy in a minute," Ragna assured, grinning partially. "Here you are, calling me impatient." It was her turn to pout and the expression strained his cock against his zipper. Ragna loosened his pants, the metallic click of his belt buckle never ceasing to arouse Rachel. An aggressive push unveiled his thick girth, the head shimmering with precum. Slapping his dick a few times on Rachel's clit, rousing some cute gasps, he grinned. "With you leaking through your pantyhose, I can't imagine how much of a soaking mess you are."

"I hope I do not have to picture you using a condom." Rachel put severe emphasis on her words.

"Duh." However, the look on his face told her that protection had slipped his mind. He reached for his wallet, his eyes widening when he opened it.

Rachel's silence spoke volumes. "You do not have one."

"I put one in here this morning!" Ragna swore.

"Well, it is not there now."

"I mean… that doesn't mean we can't still do somethin'." Ragna separated her legs and rolled her skirt up her waist. Her nylons tore and he licked his lips at the sight of arousal trickling down her pussy. Rachel flushed scarlet at being so exposed. Ragna ran the pink head of his cock up and down her labia, teasing her. Then, he squeezed her thighs together, cradling them in his arms, and pushed himself between them.

Rachel's breath hitched at seeing his tip peek out from between her thighs. She blinked owlishly, then looked up at Ragna who had a big dorky smile on his face. He paced himself moderately. The feel of his hot shaft between her thighs was a strange sensation, indeed. Rachel observed the head of his cock disappearing and returning, her pulse racing, mesmerized. Ragna had always shown great appreciation for her butt and thighs but never tried something like this.

Rachel shivered with pleasure as Ragna found his stride, rubbing his hard phallus between her thighs and paying special attention to her clit. Her voice escaped her, replaced by the sound of his pelvis slapping her thighs. She bit her lip, squirming, thrusting her hips upward to meet him. Fire raced through Rachel's veins, and she took deep breaths as Ragna's increasingly-rough rhythm rocked the large desk beneath them. She clenched her thighs tighter and a guttural groan emanated from his throat, his face scrunched as he held back his climax.

Feeling his dick pulse, Rachel feared he would spill all over her clothes which she couldn't deal with before her meeting. Before she could tell him to wait, Ragna slipped his entire cock into the tear at the crotch of her pantyhose. Her blush darkened at the sight of Ragna's head pushing at the nylon fabric. He grunted heavily, cradling her thighs tighter, pulling Rachel toward him as he thrust faster and faster. Reaching her breaking point, she exploded in a full-body orgasm that left her mind dishevelled. Through the haze of bliss Rachel heard his choked moans of satisfaction and felt the heat of his come and the sticky remnants.

There was no way Rachel could sit through an hour-long meeting. Not because Ragna had practically ruined her stockings, but because she felt deliciously tender. Her tired legs hung off the table once Ragna released them. He loomed over her and asked in a desperate tone, "Can you meet me in the library after you're done? I'll have what we were missing by the time you're finished."

"I can certainly make time for that," Rachel agreed, feeling Ragna's hard dick rub against her leg. She prayed he did not forget protection a second time.

Chapter 8 will possibly see an extension in the future, but I have not truly confirmed that with myself.

Given the news and more active Blazblue discussion, I have felt more inclined to write so an update for this story might come sooner rather than later. Ciao for now!