Chapter 3: She Who Wishes for a Reason to Pray

"Ick...my head is killing me again..." Byleth groaned as he awoke on this new day. Knowing now that his well being essentially belonged to two of his own students, he knew trying to climb back up the metaphorical mountain would abe s hard as bench pressing Raphael, meaning nigh impossible. He was thankful that Leonie and Hilda had left after they technically raped him since it would be quite the pain to try and explain to the other instructors as to why two half naked students were leaving his room. Staring in the mirror, he could see dark patches of skin starting to form beneath his eyes since his last few nights of sleep had been rather lack luster.

"I look terrible..." he thought, grabbing a cloth to wipe down his face. Getting prepared for class took longer than normal as he became lost in thought. Although it had only been two days, it had felt like a month's worth of stress had sucker punched him right in the gut. Leonie's cries and moans about being the mother of his child echoed in his mind which made him want to bash his head into the wall, but none the less, he knew that what was done is done.

"...well, at least they are attractive..." Byleth sighed, fixing his hair and equipping his professor attire. He found himself yawning the whole way to his classroom, waving and greeting the various students that went by the best he could while maintaing his base mindset. Stepping into the room, he realized that he was actually the last to arrive for once, which he would reflect poorly on him. He noticed that Leonie and Hilda had both moved to the front desks, winking and smiling at him as he finally pulled himself together a little more.

"Good morning students. I apologize for my late entrance, I know it's not very professional and I plan to fix it immediately. I'm feeling under the weather but I plan to teach today to the best of my abilities. Oh, um, what is it Claude?" Byleth asked Claude waved at him.

"Teach, if you're feeling really bad you should take the day to yourself, we don't need you passing out on the battlefield," Claude replied, concern filling his eyes as they other students began chiming in.

"I agree with Claude, as they say "Proper planning prevents piss poor performance". If you aren't at your best you are surely to fall short in a major way," Lorenz added.

"You definitely don't look well either way you look at yourself professor, no one will think poorly of you if call off class today," Lysithea insisted immediately after Lorenz, Byleth sighing to himself at the front of the classroom.

"I have a feeling you're all going to continue insisting even if I refuse to take that course of action so just this once I'll listen. All of you need to please go over the past days of notes and study them carefully, I will be testing you tomorrow. In the meantime, I'm going to report to the cathedral to pray for mine and all of your well beings should you need me for something. Class is dismissed..." Byleth surrender to his students who cared deeply about his well being.

"Professor I can escort you there if you want," Hilda offered, Byleth shaking his head in response.

"Please remain in the commons area for now, I havd a lot of things to think about concerning yours and Leonie's behavior last night..." Byleth said quietly, giving her a weak smile and a pat on her before heading out. Hilda and Leonie began to feel a strong wave of guilt as they watched the aftermath of their actions affect their precious professor. Neither of them regretted their decisions, but guilt was felt none the less.

"The crest tends to take a toll on the body the more you exert yourself in a, well, sensual manner," Sothis explained in Byleth's mind, causing him to stop walking and lean against the wall of a building.

"That would've been helpful to know sooner than last night...' Byleth gasped as a sharp pain shot through his nervous system, causing him to slide down the wall into a sitting position.

"P-Professor, are...you OK...?" A familiar voice asked. Byleth looked up from the ground to see Marianne stooping next to him. The cool feeling of her hand upon his forehead felt heavenly. Starting to check his base vitals, Marianne began using healing magic to try and fix the issue.

"I'm not physically sick Marianne, just mentally exhausted. Though I wouldn't mind you helping me get there, I'm still not 100% sure the best way to get there," Byleth said with a half smile, Marianne blushing a slight amount from embarrassment.

"Oh...I see...s-sure..." Marianne said faintly, giving him a respectful head nod as he rose to his feet. Byleth decided to treat this moment as an experiment. It seemed to him that eye contact was the key for his crest to trigger the way that it does, so with Marianne, he decided that he'd try to avoid eye contact, which Marianne typically did on her own. Now on their way, the both faced forward as they stepped at one another's side, Marianne occasionally peeking over at him before facing forward once more.

"So, Marianne. Why do you pray so much? I know there are plenty of things in this world to merit such consistency but I'm personally curious," Byleth broke the silence, causing Marianne to gaze uncomfortably at the ground.

Lately I've been wondering that myself...I mean, I always pray for everyones health, pray for a safe batlle, etc, but lately I feel as if im simply going through the motions instead of genuinely feeling that I should. What are your thoughts on that professor?" Marianne explained, shifting her sights onto Byleth. Byleth put forth the will to avoid eye contact still, though he felt it was terribly rude.

"Please don't misunderstand this Marianne, but have you ever considered praying for yourself at all? It's perfectly fine to be selfless in the house of the goddess, but have you ever wondered if others have prayed for you?" Byleth asked, his gaze slipping into hers for merely a second before catching himself. When he saw Marianne's eyes, they were staring widely at him, like he had said something awful.

"I'm sorry Marianne...I didn't mean to upset you...for what it's worth, I pray for you Marianne," Byleth quickly added with a slight smile, silence accompanying him as she stopped moving, forcing him to stop as well.

"Pray...for me...?" Marianne asked quietly, Byleth turning to her with his smile still up.

"I pray that your prayers will come true," Byleth replied, realizing he was now gazing in his eyes. He cursed quietly to himself as Marianne began blushing with a face of unease, averting her eyes from his as she caught up.

"I-I see...I'm not really worthy of such a prayer though...I always make Lysithia sad and the others worry...I never look happy and...I rarely smile...so why pray for me professor?" Marianne said, her body lightly shaking as if she were going to burst into tears at any moment. Byleth sighed, slowly approaching her. She clenched her eyes tightly as if bracing for a strike upon her, but instead found herself being taken into a warm embraced, her eyes welling up with tears as she found her chin resting upon Byleth's shoulder.

"Don't be afraid to do things that what you want to do in the time that is your life. Being selfless is noble but instead of watching for what people may need, I want you to focus on what you want for now, OK?" Byleth said, giving her an affectionate squeeze as she burst into tears, wrapping her arms around him tightly.

"H-How could you tell I was hurting inside so much...I-I'm not worth your thoughts and admiration..." She sobbed, Byleth resting his hand behind her head.

"Don't recite such non-sense. There's no need for tears Marianne, I just want you to do what you want to do, not what you feel you should do," Byleth said, releasing her. He reached into his pocket to find a cloth, carefully usuing it to clean her tears away without smudging whatever make up she may be wearing.

"E-Even if the goddess would disapprove...?" Marianne asked, finally calming herself to reasonable degree, Byleth simply gave her a nod, resting his hands upon her shoulders gently.

"It would certainly give you a reason to pray, wouldn't it?" Byleth smiled, Marianne genuinely smiling back for the first time he had ever seen.

"I guess it would huh..." Marianne said, both of them now turning to leave for the cathedral. Byleth believed he handled the whole ordeal in the right way since he was able to part from her without any signs of madness.


"Hey professor hehe, so, are you going to y'know...give it to me like you gave it to Leonie? I mean, its only fair...besides I won't be selfish about it like her, you can do whatever yooooou want. Sound good?" Hilda said cheerfully as Byleth arrived back at his room. He groaned to himself but put a facade of approval, leading her into his room.

"I guess there's no turning back now...if I don't do this Goddess knows what she'll try to do to Leonie...just...think of it as be a good professor, that's it...who the hell am I kidding...I'm about to deflower another one of my students...I guess this is my life now, I might as well TRY and enjoy it," Byleth sighed to himself, Hilda plopping her butt on his bed as he began to undress. He could see the anxiousness of lust in her eyes, desperatly yearning for his touch as a sign of equality against her romantic rival. Hilda's face turned red as his shirt came off, unapparent hearts forming her eyes as they eye'd him like a piece of sexy meat.

"I'm surprised Leonie didn't show up too..." Byleth said aloud, turning to Hilda whose body was now shaking anxiously.

"We talked all about taking turns and stuff, we're trying to be as fair about this as possible since your the prize for our good behavior," Hilda said with a wink, licking her lips playfully as he approached her.

"Well that's good...now then...you said anything right?" Byleth said, deciding once and for all that the bridge was burned behind him.

"Yeeeeppp thats what I said," Hilda said with a suggestive grin. Byleth leaned forward, tilting Hilda's head upward so that he could taste her lips, to which he was surprised as the sweet flavor of strawberry met his taste buds. Byleth the reached down to the bust of Hilda's outfit, quickly undoing it so that her bra bound breasts were out in the open. Hilda giggled into his lips, immediately rubbing over the bulge that was forming at his crotch.

"Looks like your finally lightening up professor, I'm glad," Hilda said as their lips parted. Having only thought of the concept Byleth thought about exploring the uses of the female body. I reached down to drop his bottoms to the floor, now standing completely bare before Hilda's eyes. He blushed lightly as he stepped forward, pressing the head of his member against her lips, forcing her to plant a kiss upon it, to which she gladly obliged.

"Mmm I like that, I guess you want me to give it some special attention huh?" Hilda chuckled, her eyes turning up to his as she decided to drag her hot, moist tongue against it's complete length, causing Byleth to gasp.

"Y-Yes, please..." Byleth said, Hilda gazing helplessly into his eyes with great joy. Grasping its base, she gently began stroking him, licking her lips again as she enjoyed the SOU,ds he was making.

"I'm going to make you forget all about that boarish Leonie's twat with my mouth...feel free to treat it like a pussy, OK?" Hilda giggled, her face bright red as Byleth gave her a nervous nod and a smile. Hilda stuck her tongue all the way out, panting like a dog as she cupped the curve of his prick with it before gliding her pursed lips all the way down. Byleth let out a helpless groan of pleasure, unexpectant of how pleasurable it would actually feel. Hilda continued staring up at him as she pressed her hands against his legs, sucking harshly as she pulled back then slurping as she moved onward to it.

"G-Goddess, please forgive me..." Byleth moaned and shook, his hands instinctively running through her hair. She moaned on his member loudly as she felt his hands rummage through her hair, stopping her own movements and preparing herself for his own. Byleth's eyes were clouded by lust as Hilda winked up at him, his hands now taking bushels of her hair into them. Slowly at first, he slid his entire cock inside of her face, her lips pinching and squeezing it as the tip breached her throat. Slowly pulling back it was like a vacuum as lewd slurping noises came from her lips.

"I-It feels too good..." Byleth groaned quietly, his member throbbing harshly as it grew slightly thicker. Hilda's giggles caressed the head of his length as he started pushing in again, this time with more force than before. His eyes continued their lusty gaze as his movements became rhymic, Hilda humming each time his member would breach her throat, making odd, moist gulps in the process. His moans became shameless pants as he started forcing her lips down it as he gave his thrusts, Hilda's eyes slowly rolling back into her head as she grasped his legs tightly.

"H-Hilda!" Byleth cried out after covering his mouth to keep the staff none the wiser of their activities. Byleth held Hilda down to the point of her lips kissing on his pelvis as he released his seed directly down her throat. Hilda's face showed that she had lost her sanity to his lustful and forceful act. His body flinched each time another load was released, his face now shameful as he gazed over his poor student. Although she had asked him for it, it still was a shameful act in his eyes. He slowly slid his member from her throat and mouth, Hilda's lips squeezing his girth to catch any remaining drops of his semen as he pulled out. Hilda was laughing between heavy breaths, her tongue lined with his com before curling it back into her mouth to swallow.

"Hehehehe...you looked so cute when you came professor, you must've REALLY enjoyed my throat huh?" Hilda said, returning her tongue to his shaft to like it completely clean. Byleth could only watch in silence at his handiwork, his lust still filling his eyes with wanting as his brain tried to stop his actions.

"It was incredible...b-but you don't have to do that," Byleth whined, his body stiffening up with each caress of his members due to sensitivity. Hild just shook her head, winking at him as he shaft grew erect once more.

"Well this thing begs to differ. Let's say we get to the main event, you have no idea how badly I want your cock in me right now," Hilda said, leaning down to remove her stockings and panties. Byleth couldn't believe the vulgar ways that Hilda spoke now, that sort of talk being mostly looked down upon at the monastery. After removing her panties, Hilda tossed them to the side the sloppy sound of fluids splashing through the room as they hit the ground.

"You heard that didn't you? Thats how soaked I am for you right now. So...how do you wanna do it?" Hilda snickered, sitting back and spreading her legs and spreading her nether lips with her fingers to give him a better look. She began making lewd sounds with her mouth, teasing Byleth as he thought about how he wanted to deflower his poor student. Even if he didn't, bad things would happen. A strange but kind of funny thought crossed his mind, causing him to let out a short laugh.

"And here I was telling Marianne to not be a martyr...I'm becoming a bad person because of this..." Byleth thought as he approached Hilda, whose eyes were as thirsty as a man lost in a desert as she stared. Byleth let out a smile as he grabbed her rear, flipping her over onto her stomach before positioning her legs accordingly.

"Hehehehe naughty professor, you want to do it like a wild animal," Hilda teased, giggling as she wiggled her butt cutely before him.

"...theres no going back now...even if I wanted to tell her no she'd find a way..." Byleth sighed, moving to his knees to partake in her musky nectar with his tongue as he squeezed her rear. Hilda began to whine loudly, her legs trembling with grand anticipation. It was sad, but his precious student Hilda had turned into an absent minded, lust fueled beast of burden. Now sufficiently erect with the assistance of Hilda's juices, he raised back up, immediately rubbing the head of his member into Hilda slit before stuffing it deeply inside of her. A loud yelp escaped her lips, her hands gripping his bedding as Byleth felt a strange snap within her. Byleth gazed down to see a small trail of blood slide down her leg as she whined for him to start moving.

"Proffesssooorrrr...stop teasing me..." Hilda whined, rocking herself on his manhood without his participation. That's when he grabbed a hold of her waist with both hands, slowly moving her tight crevice on his throbbing prick, her fluids coating it completely with ease.

"Goddess forgive me..." Byleth said quietly as he began pulling her on his throbbing member as he would thrust forward, slowly building a rhythm as he ravaged his students innocence. Hilda began to laugh periodically as she felt her insides being stuffed aggressively, stealing a pillow from the head of his bed and burying her face into it. Surrounding her senses with Byleth's essence, Hilda began to moan wildly into his pillow, huffing in his scent desperately as she was gleefully violated.

"OH GOD PROFESSOR! OH GOD!" Hilda began screaming into his pillow, the sounds of her rear hitting his stomach slapping the air loudly with his increased pace of action. His own voice began moaning and groaning with lustful intent, pulling out and rolling her onto her back, still holding the pillow to her face, Byleth pinned her legs to her sides, pounding downward to fill her crotch to the brim with his. The vulgar sloshing sounds of his vigorous slamming began to deafen their ears, Hilda's screams becoming incoherent howls as the sounds of her sucking on his pillow came out between animalistic cries.

"She sounds like she's lost her mind...w-why is that making me feels so hot...?" Byleth groaned, tearing his pillow away from Hilda to see her face. Her eyes were rolled back into her head as she began panting and whining like a wild animal, Byleth's face filling with a pinch of horror before attacking her lips and tongue with his own. They exchanged carnal cries, Hilda begging desperately for Byleth to release inside of her.

"GIVE IT TO ME PROFESSOR! GIVE MY YOUR FILTHY CUM!" Hilda screamed, guilt slowly settling on Byleth as he slammed into her harder and harder finally tensing up as he reached his limits. He let out a loud groan as he desperately slammed his manhood inside of her, his seed pumping into her deeply and slowly filling her to the brim. Hilda tightly constricted her legs around him, forcing him to release more and more as she started tearing at his back with her nails. Her pants grew louder as he looked down to see his seed oozing out of her crevice as she refused to allow him to remove it. Now bleeding from his back, Hilda finally released him from her hellish grasp, completely drowning in intense bliss from their wild exchange.

"Heheheh! Lookie lookie professor, you filled your student's womanhood to the brim with your seed, such a bad, naughty professor you are," Hilda giggled, Byleth staring at her with a look of fear in knowing that he had turned his bright, and promising student into this raunchy, perverse mess that now laid before him. Tears began to well up in the corner of his eyes as they clenched closed, his teeth clenching to try and hide his woes from her. Noticing this, Hilda finally came to her senses, pulling Byleth's head in between her breasts before gently stroking his hair.

"I-It's OK professor...it's OK...you've made me the happiest girl in the world you know...so please, don't cry..." Hilda's words helped calm Byleth's tears, his lips now kissing into her chest as she ran her hands through his hair affectionately.

"Mmm...much better..." Hilda said blissfully, turning her body to lay down in his bed correctly, before pulling his back to her chest. She gently ran her tongue over her vicious scratch marks, cleaning them before kissing over them as a way of saying sorry. Byleth simply kept his eyes shut, pulling her palms to his lips to kiss into them sweetly as he tried to calm himself. This was a fact that he was going to have to face from here on, he couldn't let it destroy him lest he lose himself to the darkness.


Awakening to the next day alone, Byleth sat up in bed, the images of last night still fresh in his mind as he took a deep breath. He knew that any normal man would be thrilled to have such attractive girls all over him, but his moral compass disallowed such pleasant thinking when it came to his position. It didn't take long before he was on his feet and heading to his class. He looked as if he hadn't slept yet again, plopping down at his desk upon arrival. He look numerous sighs to steady himself before removing papers from his drawer to start going over. As students began to pour in, he suddenly felt something move between his legs. The soft touch of hands began rubbing over his crotch through his pants, his face growing pale as he looked down. He immediately turned his eyes back up to face the class as he watched Marianne remove his manhood from its prison, now gently stroking it as her cheeks turned crimson red.

"Even if the church frowns upon it, right professor...?" Marianne said quietly as her whole face turned completely red, Byleth's legs trembling while trying to hold it together as she continued her advance.

"Goddess...why me..." Byleth groaned, desperately trying to keep his eyes facing forward instead of staring down.

"Um, teach, are you feeling OK man?" Claude spoke up as he watched Byleth's face turn flush. Byleth clenched his hands into fists as he clenched his legs around Marianne, who decided to taste up the curve of his member with her tongue.

"Y-Yeah I'm fine...sorry. I'd like to take attendance now..." Byleth said, trying to put on a straight face as Marianne explored every inch of his member with her tongue. He could feel her nostrils sniffing at his shaft's head as her lips pushed up against it on and off, tasting every single inch that he had erect. He found himself clenching his teeth to appear normal between names.

"T-The professor tastes so...musky...it's making me dizzy..." Marianne whined in a trance as she moved her tongue and lips down to his testicles. The foreign feeling of warm moisture easing up against his sack made Byleth's words slip as if they were on ice, forcing him to try and not think about it at all costs.

"I-It appears Marianne is absent...d-does anyone know where she is...?" Byleth said, his words fueling Marianne's lusty actions.

"I'm not sure...she wasn't in her dorm room when I came to class this morning. We usually always come together," Lysithea replied, Marianne now pinching her lips around his soaking wet member as she swallowed it into her throat.

"I-I see...try and find her so you can make sure she's OK after class, OK?" Byleth replied, Lysithea giving him an uneasy nod before sitting back in her seat.

"T-The G-Goddess is w-watching me suck off t-the p-professor during class...I'm s-such a f-filthy s-sinner..." Marianne whined against his cock as she continued sucking him down to the base, his legs now shaking worse than before. As Byleth began to try and start teaching about new battle tactics Marianne attacked his girth more aggressively than before, gulping loudly on his member. Unable to take anymore, Byleth moved one of his shaking hands down beneath his desk, forcing Marianne's mouth to the base of his member as he began to cum, the lower half of his body tensing and shaking wildly. Marianne whined and cried against his shaft to get him to let go but no words could come out, her eyes rolling back into her head as her oxygen was being cut off. Byleth felt load after load of his seed dumping into her throat, forcing him to use all of his will to appear remotely normal as his body writhed in complete ecstasy. Upon dumping his last load inside of her throat, he released Marianne's head, her mouth staying completely still as he stopped feeling her chest heaving against his legs. He moved his legs against her, her body as limp as a rag doll as his member continued twitching in her throat vividly.

"Oh shit...oh no..." Byleth said, closing his eyes and turning back the hands of time to the point where he was about to hold her down. Coming back to the moment, he kept both of his hands on the table, his legs desperately wrapping around Marianne as she moaned and whined on his member, this time reaching up to stroke the base of it vigorously as he came to a climax. For the remainder of class, Marianne sat quietly under his desk, cleaning his shaft completely with her mouth and tongue. She gave the head of it is warm kiss on its head before sealing it back up inside of his pants.

"N-Now I have a reason to pray...hehehe...thanks professor..." Marianne giggled audibly, Byleth gulping nervously as he watched his students finish working on a test that he gave to them out of desperation to get their attention away from himself. As everyone left, Marianne, still blushing heavily, rose up from beneath his desk, breathing heavily as her eyes helplessly gazed into his. Byleth stood up, gently pressing his lips to hers as she embraced him close. She looked as if the whole world had become perfect as she returned the kiss, wrapping her arms around him as well as they shared the loving moment.

To Be Continued...