Cassidy had been waiting in line with her friends to get on the boat to leave for the tournament when something finally snapped inside. Perhaps it had been Molly's words, perhaps the words of her duel spirits, or perhaps it was just a fuse reaching its inevitable end, but with only a few hours left before the boat would be leaving, Cassidy stepped out of line and full tilt sprinted back into the school.

There was something she needed to do before she left and she wasn't going to let her own mind get in the way of it anymore. She knew that if she didn't do it before she left the school for the tournament, she wouldn't have the nerve to do it at all. She stopped outside the classroom doors and doubled over to catch her breath. After a few moments of panting, she collected herself, and walked through the door.

Professor Rominae was alone in his classroom, and looked rather surprised when he saw Cassidy walk into his room. "Oh, hello, I thought you would have been on your way out by now." Cassidy nodded, "Probably should be, and I'll probably still make it, but I couldn't leave yet. I.. I had to do something before I left." She said, walking across the room towards his desk.

From his perspective it would seem that the door had closed itself, possibly a stiff breeze, and that the lights were dimming, possibly a faulty wire. In truth, Cassidy's duel spirits were about manipulating the room in her favor. Cassidy moved closer, pausing only a second before stepping right between Rominae and his desk. The professor looked at her in surprise at this, "Um.." He searched for words as his eyes noticeably looked for anything other than Cassidy to look at.

"He never looks at me, why would he like me?" Cassidy had asked. "It isn't that he doesn't look at you, it's that it takes effort for him not to look at you. If he didn't want you, he could at you and look away without it being a big deal, but I've seen how he tries to avoid it, because whenever his eyes are on you, it takes even more effort to pull them off." Molly had explained.

Cassidy hadn't believed it at the time, finding it hard to believe that anyone could want her of all people that much. But now, up close and personal, she could see all the little details that gave him away. "What.. is it that you needed to do?" Rominae finally managed to asked, risking looking her in the eyes. Cassidy smiled at him, seeing his body react to her. She stepped forward, "Well, it's more something that you need to do~" Cassidy whispered sensually to him.

If it weren't Cassidy this was happening to, Rominae would likely have been fired the very next moment, when the dam holding his own feelings burst as suddenly as Cassidy's as he pushed forward, kissing her. He was smart enough to recognize that he could get in trouble for doing this with a student. Being of age was one thing, but he was a teacher. If she told anyone, he could very well be ruined.

So it was a relief on multiple levels when she pushed forward against him, kissing back just as passionately. As their tongues danced together, wanting as much of each other as possible, the duel spirits locked the door and blocked off all possible windows. They'd shut off security cameras the moment she'd walked in, and as soon as this job was done, they left the room themselves as well. No one would get to experience this moment but the two of them.

Cassidy pulled Rominae against and then on top of her as she laid back on his desk, his hands beginning to roam down her body as hers went to his clothes to pull off his shirt. Cassidy had never been more frustrated by the very idea of belts then in that moment when his hand on her thigh creeping closer to her warm core and she was stuck on the fucking felt loop.

Rominae pulled away for a moment, much to Cassidy's disappointment and even fear until she saw that his hands were going to the belt to undo and remove it. Once he did, he looked back to her, "Are.. are you sure about this?" He questioned. Cassidy didn't miss a beat with her response, reaching up and opening her shirt so her breasts were clearly on display for him, then hiking up her skirt to show no panties underneath it as she spread her legs. She'd never been more sure about anything in her entire life.

And that was far more confirmation that Rominae needed. He pulled off his own shirt, a little proud to see Cassidy practically drooling over his body as he finished undressing. He'd never thought of himself as hugely muscled or attractive, but Cassidy seemed to be utterly enthralled by him. With the last of his clothing kicked off and his throbbing eight inches out, there was nothing stopping them now.

Rominae dropped down lower, moving between Cassidy's legs. The scent of her arousal was intoxicating, better than he could have imagined. He buried his tongue inside of her warm slit, beginning to stir her inside. Cassidy began moaning as she grew wetter, feeling the skill of her professor as he go more aggressive with her, licking deeper to bring her more pleasure, not planning on stopping until she was ready for the real fun.

Cassidy held onto his head, groaning in pleasure as her hips bucked gently against him, wanting him deeper, wanting more. It was so good, not just the feeling but the experience finally happening; it was almost too much. Cassidy bit the inside of her cheek as she felt herself rapidly approaching the edge. As much as she'd looked forward to this, even she hadn't been expecting it to be this intense.

It was entirely possible that the duel spirits had decided to help intensify the fun a little for their duelist, not that Cassidy would need to know that. She called out Rominae's name as she came, his tongue licking her warm, sweet juices like his life depended on it. He rose back up, his painfully hard rod now lining up to Cassidy's pussy. They both needed it, and they needed it now.

Rominae thrust forward, penetrating Cassidy as she moaned in delight, holding onto him as he pushed into her. Some of her spirits were larger and perhaps even more skilled, but it was different with them. Doing it in the spirit world nullified things like pain and unknowingly put a cap on pleasure as well. This was unfiltered though, washing over her with nothing to limit the painful aspects to it, such as her being stretched by his size or her back being pressed against the wooden desk. And somehow, that made it even better, more real, more pleasurable.

Even having decided to do this so early before they would have left, Cassidy still just barely made it onto the boat without it took off; and was missing her shoes when she did arrive, having had to spring out the door right after finishing. She didn't care. If she'd missed the boat, it still would have been worth it. And Molly wholeheartedly agreed with her.