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Professor Byleth's Classroom

Byleth had overcome many challenges in his young career as a mercenary. Throughout the years, he outwitted bandit captains, overthrown corrupt lords, quelled criminal rebellions, and slain terrifying beasts that even grown, experienced men could not beat. Time and time again, Byleth had beaten the odds. But never in all those years did he doubt his abilities this much, like he was doing right at this very moment. Right now, with every fiber of his being, the aloof professor was trying his best not to fall back into his mercenary ways, back when he could use intimidation or simply pull rank to get what he wanted. Nowadays, he was a respectable teacher, and those types of tactics were not acceptable in his current line of work.

"Professor, I'm bored! How long is this detention supposed to last? My tummy is rumbling, and it feels like I haven't felt the sun on my face in aaaaaaaaaaaages!" Hilda slumped back into her chair, twirling her right ponytail, with a pouty frown.

But dealing with spoiled and lazy pink-haired noble brats just had a way of sentimentalizing the past.

Byleth, stifling a sigh of irritation, looked up from the mountain of paperwork on his table. By now he had become privy to Hilda's casual manipulation, often using other people's kindness against them. Usually it would be people like Caspar or Ignatz who'd be on the receiving end of her schemes. In the beginning, Byleth didn't think too much of it, chalking it up to Hilda's upbringing of being the sole daughter and youngest child of a noble. But blatant disregard for the rules and ignoring direct orders from her professor was another thing entirely and he no longer had the patience.

"Then use this time of 'stomach rumbling' to better yourself as a human being. I asked you specifically not to leave Caspar alone when it was your job originally to help the librarians. And instead of listening to me, I instead find Caspar still doing your assigned duty, but also see you stuffing your face in the dining hall." Byleth steeled his eyes, no longer in the mood for childish games. If this attitude continued onto the battlefield, then people could get seriously hurt, which meant that his students would be in danger. "Now instead of complaining about your current circumstances, how about you do the homework that happens to be due tomorrow? There's no excuse to not get it done nor is there anyone in here that you can influence to finish it for you either." After that, he returned to his paperwork, not sparing the girl another glance.

Hilda blew out a puff of air angrily, rolling her eyes at the same time. Why was she getting blamed because Caspar was a good person who liked to help out? It wasn't like there was any forced coercion or blackmail. She had standards after all, even if it didn't seem like it. So she liked to be pampered? So she liked to relax and have fun instead of studying or training? So what? Was it a crime to be gorgeous and not want to lift a finger? Looking back down at the paper professor Byleth was forcing her to write, long lines of the same phrase, "I will not force or coerce others into doing my work," were scribbled with fine and delicate penmanship. Fanning herself with her left hand, Hilda unbuttoned the top three buttons of her top, trying to air out her perspiring cleavage. To her dismay, the professor was paying her no mind, even when a quarter of her gigantic, boundless bosom was put out on display.

With slightly wounded pride, Hilda's cheeks swelled into a childish pout. No amount of flirtation or persuasion ever seemed to work on the former mercenary. While other men would bend to her will after a few battering of her eyelashes or a coy smile or feigned sadness, Byleth never once played along. A part of her couldn't help but respect the professor for that, even if it did annoy her to no end. Still, Hilda was nothing if not stubborn, especially when it came to handsome professors that looked hot with a sword in their hands. Cheekily smirking, Hilda covertly snuck a pencil between her breasts, having it stick several centimeters out just enough for it to be subtly visible. Pushing herself out of the chair that she was sitting in, the pink-haired noble kept grinning as she skipped over towards the professor's desk.

Without even glancing up, Byleth spoke, "Hilda, get back in your seat. I know that you still have work to do."

Hilda's nose scrunched in aggravation, but quelled her frustration, and answered in a cutesy voice, "I know, Professor, and I'm so sorry to bother you. But I can't find my pencil anywhere. I think maybe I dropped it on the floor…" Making sure to turn around so that her backside was facing the professor, she bent down as low as she could, as her skirt rolled up her waist, revealing the skimpy, frilly white panties around her butt. "Hmm, Professor, can you help me look?"

"Hilda, really, I don't have time for-" Byleth's voice caught in his throat, finally noticing Hilda's ass sashaying in front of his desk. The underwear that she was wearing could hardly be called that, reminding him of the sultry pair that Dorothea had worn for him several nights ago. Right before he took her into his room and-no. Stop. Now was not the time for this. The last thing he needed was to arouse himself at this very moment. Byleth knew what Hilda was trying to do. She was anything but subtle in her attempts to seduce him. Whether it was just to get out of detention or simply because it was amusing to her, it didn't matter. He wouldn't dance to her tune.

"So then, why don't you just punish her?" Sothis spoke up. "If the girl seeks to test your male instincts, then call her bluff. Or at the very least, teach her that you are not to be trifled with. You are her teacher, so act like it!"

'I hardly think you are in any position to speak about this. If it was up to you, then you would have me bend her over my lap and spank her like she was an unruly child.'

"That is what she is acting like right now; like a spoiled, pampered, rich child that think she can get away with whatever she wants. This is a future noble of your country? A person that will be responsible for the wellbeing and lives of thousands of countryfolk? This girl is no leader, let alone a person deserving of any such power that could upend thousands of lives. She is testing you, can you not see? To see if you are worth listening to. If you have any hope of reaching her, then she must be punished for her insolence."

Byleth grimaced, still watching as Hilda's butt moved side to side in front of his eyes. His right hand twitched, dropping his pencil onto the desk. If he reached out, he'd no doubt be able to smack her rear. Corporal punishment was thankfully something that his father had never done to either himself or his twin. No, instead if either of them disobeyed his commands or did something stupid or foolish, then Jeralt would simply force them to go hungry for the night. "Every time you feel a pang in your empty belly, let that be a reminder to follow your father's commands." It was harsh, yes, but necessary. The mercenary life was not for the faint of heart, nor was it for the weak or foolhardy. Discipline. That was what Hilda needed, that much Sothis was right about. "Hilda. Turn around." His voice was hard like steel, commanding and full of authority.

Hilda shot up, her body twitching from the sudden change in the professor's tone. She felt herself quiver, the pencil jostling between her massive tits, as she titled her head to the side to glance over at her teacher. Never losing her brazenly bratty smile, the pinkette pulled her arms behind her back, thrusting her chest forward while she answered, "Mmm~ I think I like it when you give me orders, Professor. Too bad I don't really feel like listening."

Byleth was through with Hilda's shenanigans. If she kept up this blatantly insolent behavior, then as her teacher, it was up to him to rectify such a negative attitude. Carefully, he took off his gloves, leaving them on the desk, and got up from his chair. Never breaking eye contact with the unabashed pink-haired girl, the ex-mercenary strode towards her, stoic yet firmly glowering over at her. He didn't miss the shaking of her body as he walked towards Hilda. 'Sothis was right. She's just testing me.'

"Feel free to tell me that I'm right anytime."

'You're right. Now shut up.'

Stopping just a few inches away from Hilda's backside, Byleth wanted to give her one last chance. "Hilda. I'll only ask once more. Go back to your seat and do as I say." All he got in reply was a brassy shrug as she turned around to look at him. Instantly he noticed the pencil sticking out of her cleavage. It was clear as day that what she wanted was to fluster him on account of her vulgar flashing of her bosom. Having been around scores of flirtatious courtesans and all other kinds of gaudy personalities, this was child's play compared to what he'd seen in the past. 'Very well. Let the lesson begin.'

Slap

With a firm spank, Byleth hailed a loud crack against Hilda's tush, causing the pinkette to squeal in surprise as her whole body jumped. He saw the pencil that was once trapped inside her pillowy, tempting breasts fly through the air and fall to the ground. Byleth could tell by her saucer-sized eyes that she was surprised at what he'd done. She looked down at her reddening ass cheek, touching the rosy patch of skin where his palm had slapped her. Obviously, the girl had never been disciplined in all her life, judging by the way she reacted. Whether it was the father, the mother, the older brother, or all of the above that spoiled Hilda was unclear, but today her impudence would come to an end. "Hilda. Sit down." Again, Byleth pointed towards the chair where she'd previously sat.

Hilda, through searing butt pain, winced lightly, but kept her bratty composure. "Geez, professor, I didn't think that you were the kinky type~. You like spanking your pretty students?"

"No. Just the ones that test my patience."

"Huh, I guess I should go and warn Caspar and Sylvain then." Hilda giggled, trying her best not to wince any further.

"Enough with the jokes. If you continue to test me, then there will be more where that came from." Byleth meant what he was saying, though he'd much rather avoid such forceful tactics. But by the way Hilda's smile grew, it was obvious that she was eager to continue this playful charade. He was confused, wondering if the pink-haired student was actually enjoying this punishment, or if she just enjoyed pushing his buttons. Either way, the ex-mercenary knew better than to ask. Instead, he simply pulled her by the arms, turning her backside to him, and pushed her body onto the nearest desk. Hilda's ass taunted him, swaying side-to-side, awaiting the next slap. With his open palm, he rained down several more spanks, causing the pinkette to squeal as the forceful cracks rippled against her butt cheek.

This went on for several minutes; Byleth smacking Hilda's rear while the echoes of her euphoric shrieking bounced off the empty classroom. What they were doing was turning her on clearly, watching as her tongue slid across her lips, as her body quaked against the desktop. To get a clearer view of her ass, the former mercenary pulled down her skirt, tossing them away, and rubbed his hand against her reddened ass marks. That cheeky, mocking smile of hers was beginning to irritate him. "Open your mouth." She refused at first, until he stuck two of his fingers inside her mouth, and forcibly opened it. Hilda didn't try to fight back, only a giggle was heard as his fingers reached between her lips to widen her mouth. "Now stick out your tongue." There was no refusal this time and Byleth watched as her tongue lolled out, playfully wriggling in the air. "Hmph, even your tongue seems like a brat."

Hilda's eyes twinkled with amusement, wiggling her ass next to the professor's crotch. "Then how are you going to fix it?"

Byleth stared at the pinkette for several moments, biding his time as Hilda's body shivered in suspense. Finally, he cupped the underside of her chin, putting pressure on her rosy cheeks, and quickly pressed his lips onto hers. There was no hesitance on his part as he forcibly kissed his student, punishing her tongue by wrestling and prodding it with his own. Their mixture of saliva dripped onto the desktop from their open maws while Hilda's massive bosom mashed against it. Her eyes rolled upwards, body shaking, as the professor swirled the entirety of his tongue inside her mouth, grinding his bulge her quickly sopping panties. This wasn't normal behavior for the professor. To be honest, Hilda didn't think that the stoic teacher had it in him to do something as perverted as this.

It was almost as if there was some other force inside of him making him do this.

"Yes, that's it! Show that little harlot how naughty she's been! Put more pressure on her mouth! Press harder on her back so her bosom hits harder against the desk! Come on, move that tongue of yours faster! And for heaven's sake, would it kill you to shove several of your fingers inside that dripping cunt of hers already?!"

Byleth did his best to ignore the raving and depraved comments coming from the otherworldly entity buried inside of him. Recently, ever since his first night with the archbishop, Sothis had become overtly interested in the romantic affairs of his life. Rhea, Dorothea, Bayleth, Shamir, Catherine, now Hilda too…what was happening to him? Every time Sothis got involved, he felt this sudden wave of lust take over him, urging him to do things that he never once thought to do. Sex had never quite interested him before. Not that he never found other women attractive, but sex was not something that he would actively seek out. If anything, his twin was the one who was far more expressively captivated by things of the sexual nature. But now…

"Mmm, professor Byleth~! You're being so rough! Oh goddess, keep rubbing your cock against my clit~! I'm almost there!" Hilda wailed in ecstasy as Byleth's bulge focused on her pink bud. Drool was dripping down her mouth as their kiss intensified. Nothing had ever made her feel quite like this; so powerless, so submissive, so…so horny. "…Please don't stop." She whispered with a pleading expression. All the pinkette received in reply was a heated, lustful stare from the professor, who proceeded to ram his bulge even rougher against her panty slit. "Mmmmmmm~mmmmmm! Goddess, yes yes yessssss! Keep going, don't stop! Oh, I'm about to cum! Ohhhhhh, I'm about to squirt all over my professor!" Immodestly, the pinkette did just that and came erratically, drenching both her panties as well as the bottom half of her teacher's clothing.

Biting her lip, Hilda shook violently and fell to her knees, tongue lolling out of her mouth as drool dripped to the ground. However, there was more punishment to be had for the young student. Suddenly, the pinkette felt her ponytails being pulled on, forcing her face towards the now bare crotch of her professor. Her eyes widened from the sheer gargantuan size of the cock that bulged centimeters from her lips. 'No way, is he seriously about to-' Hilda looked up and saw the stern glowering from the professor and knew that her bratty behavior had pushed him to the brink. Gulping, the pink-haired girl slowly traced her fingers along one of the veins of her teacher's mighty shaft, surprised by how hard it was bulging. "W-Whoa, you're like waaaaaaaaaaay bigger than I thought you'd be, professor. Like seriously, how the heck do you walk around with this…this monster between your legs?!"

"Years of practice. Now then-" Byleth tightened his hold on Hilda's ponytails and pressed his tip against Hilda's lips, giving her a taste of the precum that was beginning to ooze from the slit. "-you have two choices, Hilda. Either you choose option A; whereas we forget about all we've done here, and you go back to your seat and act like a good student. Or-" He pushed more of his tip onto the pinkette's lips, smearing them with streaks of semen. "-Option B: I force-feed this ill-mannered mouth of yours several inches of my monster. I leave the choice up to you."

It didn't take longer than a second for Hilda to decide. "B! B! B! I choose option-" The pinkette wasn't given a chance to finish her sentence on account of the gigantic cock being shoved inside her mouth. Loud and vulgar choking noises echoed throughout the classroom as Byleth proceeded to facefuck the pink-haired brat, using her ponytails to keep him steady. He knew better than to stick the entirety of his penis inside a beginner's mouth, however judging by the rather impressive way Hilda was using her mouth, the ex-mercenary wondered if this was truly her first time.

"Hrgh!" Byleth grunted, shifting his posture as he railed Hilda's mouth. 'The way she's using her tongue to tickle my slit, as if she was taunting my cock to cum quickly. And how her lips are clamping tightly around my shaft, tightening with every thrust of mine…' He looked down at her and immediately recognized that familiar smugness twinkling behind her eyes. In Hilda's mind, it seemed that he'd fallen right into her throat trap and was losing ground. But what she didn't know was that for the past few months, Byleth had been the exclusive sexual release of the archbishop. A holy woman who somehow had the libido of a thousand individuals…there was hardly a night where he was not limping back to his room after a rigorous session with Rhea. So, he was more than capable of dealing with a spoiled, rich noble who seemed to have decent experience with oral sex.

"You're still so smug. Have you learned nothing from this punishment?" Byleth tightened his grip on her ponytails and pulled on them, waiting till he heard her squeal to stop. "Fine, it seems like you need more lessons." His eyes wandered down towards her heaving bosom and found the perfect opening for his cock to fill. With no hesitation, he pulled his meaty sword from Hilda's mouth and swiftly lunged forward deep inside of her cleavage. Byleth's cock was the ideal size for her humongous tits, seeing his shaft snugly wrapped by his student's pillowy mountains while his tip poked out. "What are you waiting for? Get back to your punishment." The former mercenary ordered, pausing his movements until Hilda's mouth re-wrapped itself around his cockhead.

As soon as her lips were around his tip, Byleth resumed his intense pounding, relentlessly fucking her mouth with no reservation. The sound of unrefined sucking, with the added note of breast-pounding, filled the classroom once more. "Finally, these breasts of yours get some use other than your shameless flaunting of them." He moved one of his hands to squeeze one of her tits, listening as she cried out a muffled mewl while he groped and tickled her nipple. "You know what you're doing every time you unbutton your shirt or lean forward whenever you speak to one of your fellow male students. It's the same as Sylvain's brazen flirtations. You're no better." He rammed a few more inches of his erection into Hilda's mouth, reveling in both the warmness of her bosom and the sopping tightness of her lips.

Hilda was too busy being force-fed inches of her teacher's giant dick to respond. Her eyes rolled upwards, threatening to crisscross from how hard she was climaxing at this very moment, the pinkette could only kneel there and take it as professor Byleth punished her slutty body. Never in her wildest fantasies did she believe that she'd ever be sucking on Byleth's cock, yet here she was with several inches of his manmeat stuffed down her throat. Tears were pooling near the edges of her eyes as both her ginormous breasts and mouth were railed again and again. By now her panties had to be drenched with her juices, feeling them cascade down her thighs and drip to the ground near her feet. Quickly, she inserted two of her fingers inside her cunt, and began masturbating to the sight of her teacher fucking her mouth and tits.

"Hrgh, I'm getting closer. I don't want to see a single drop of my semen fall to the floor. Is that understood, Hilda?" Byleth spoke through clenched teeth, glowering down towards the pinkette. Hilda quickly nodded along as his cock bobbed along with her in a comical fashion. With haste, the former mercenary rapidly rammed forward into his pompous student's mouth, gripping a ponytail with one hand and a breast in the other. Guttural grunts and mewls came from each of them respectively as both were on the cusp of their own orgasms. Finally, with a loud roar, Byleth came, throwing his head back as he ejaculated into Hilda's awaiting mouth, and shot ropes of his cum down her throat. Due to the immense amount of semen, some of the ropes managed to spill out onto her breasts, leaving white and creamy streaks on them. Luckily for her, none of his sperm managed to fall onto the ground and she was able to keep most of his cum inside her mouth where it belonged.

Byleth, still continuing to thrust between her massive bosom, waited until the final spurt of his semen was finished before he ceased. He shoved his cock forward a few more times inside Hilda's mouth, watching as she obediently sucked, until finally pulling out. Releasing the hand upon her tit, the ex-mercenary grabbed ahold of his dick and slapped it across the pinkette's cheek, smearing the mixture of his semen and her saliva all over her face, like a paintbrush across a blank canvas. He repeated the cockslapping several times over, each eliciting a crude giggle from the pink-haired girl. "Have you learned your lesson yet, Hilda?"

Hilda shook her head; the answer that he most expected.

"…Then bend over the desk. The lesson continues." Byleth watched as Hilda did as she was told, surprisingly, but he was sure that it was mostly her lust that was leading her at this very moment. Not that he was much to judge, looking down at his pulsing erection. Here he was yet again, engaging in uncouth tasks with one of his treasured students. It seemed that the more he did it, the more guilt he felt. First it was Dorothea and now Hilda…who was next? How many of his students were also infatuated with him? It was now that Byleth finally realized that everything Hilda was doing, aside from actually wanting to avoid working, was a simple ploy to gain his attention. Whether or not she wanted to be "punished" like this was up for debate, but going off the way she was submitting herself to him, he garnered that was very much enjoying this.

With Hilda's juicy ass tempting him, Byleth pressed his crotch against her rear, smacking his cock several times against each cheek. "Mmmm~! I can feel it throbbing so fast, professor. Are you that eager to fuck your naughty student?" Hilda giggled pompously, wiggling her butt against the professor's pulsating penis. What she got in reply was yet another slap of his cock atop her ass, causing her to mewl in crass enjoyment, and felt him swiftly shift his phallus over towards her dripping slit. He didn't hesitate to pull down her panties, leaving her cunt bare for him to gawk at. His tip breezed over her pink pubic patch, making her giggle from how ticklish she was, which quickly turned to moaning as the engorged head moved towards her clitoris. This went on for several tantalizingly agonizing moments of professor Byleth teasing both her clit and cunt with his cock, moving it up and down her leaking crevice and throbbing pink bud.

"Beg for it."

"H-Huh?" Hilda couldn't quite catch the meaning of what her professor had said, her brain frazzled by how badly she was presently turned on.

"I said-" Byleth leaned forward, barely inserting his tip inside her pussy for a meager few seconds before rapidly pulling it back out. "-beg."

Hilda bit her bottom lip, the entirety of her body quivering after feeling her professor's cock enter her, if even for a scarce moment. There was her noble pride telling her to keep quiet and remain firm, yet there was also her slutty side screaming at her to do whatever Byleth wanted if it meant being able to finally fuck him. Each kept internally yelling at her over and over and over and over again, driving her insane, along with her teacher's incessant clit stimulation. Finally, she just couldn't take it anymore. Something inside of her snapped, leading her to scream vulgarly, "Geez, would you just fuck me already?! Fine, okay, I'll be a better student! I'll do your stupid homework and study for those annoying tests!"

"And you'll stop manipulating people?"

Hilda bit her lip again, unwilling to give that particular side up.

"Hilda." Byleth spoke, pressing his cock even harder onto her clit.

"OKAY! Okay! Yes, I'll stop doing that, okay?! So j-just hurry up and shove your gigantic cock inside of m-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Hilda let out a guttural screech from Byleth suddenly shoving himself into her all the way to the base. She could feel his balls slap against her ass as he began fucking her, squealing as he grabbed her ponytails and started pulling on them yet again. Once more, her eyes rolled backwards, drool dripping down her gaping mouth, as a crude sneer formed across those snobbish lips of hers. "F-Finally…" This was what she'd wanted from the moment she'd laid eyes on the ex-mercenary. He was hot. So, so hot. The only annoying part about him was his never-ending desire for her to actually put in effort, whether it be for homework or battle exercises.

Still, if it meant that from now on, he'd use his gigantic cock to ream her every time she did something right, then she supposed that putting in a little effort wouldn't be the end of the world.

Hilda's lips pursed outwards in a vulgar display, as her tongue lolled out from her mouth and wriggled in the air, dribbling saliva all over the desk beneath her. The buttons of her shirt were breaking one by one, releasing her enormous bust from their cottony confines. Upon the final button snapping, letting her girls fly free, it seemed that the professor had also noticed, and felt his cock throb several times inside her cunt. Another giddy and conceited smirk formed, knowing that professor Byleth had a vested interest in her bouncing chest. Not that he could ever blame him, of course. With breasts like hers, you'd be hard-pressed to find any male that hadn't stared at them. She'd even caught Hanneman and even Seteth looking her way at least once; gross as that was.

Slap

Hilda jumped from the sudden spank, mewling crudely. "More! More!"

Byleth gave her just that, hailing slap after slap across both her ass cheeks. He didn't stop until he could clearly see visible red handprints all over her buttocks. Pushing forward, the former mercenary put more pressure on Hilda's back, causing both herself as well as her massive tits to press against the desktop that she was leaning against. Leaning closer to her ear, giving it a subtle lick that made her spine shiver, he whispered, "You think I couldn't see you baiting your teacher with your bosom, Ms. Goneril? Not just now, but all the other times before. Such a wicked girl you are. And mischievous ones like you deserve punishment, don't you?" He watched as Hilda nodded her head, pleadingly staring at him for more. Grabbing her by the neck, Byleth pushed his lips onto hers, coiling her impish tongue with his stronger one, and kissed her deeply as he continued ramming her from behind.

"Now be a good little student and tighten up for your teacher." Byleth flicked his tongue across her lips, diving back into her mouth with ravenous savagery.

Hilda did as she was told, willing her cunt muscles to tighten around professor Byleth's shaft. Moments passed and the pair sustained their sensual embrace. Byleth held Hilda close to him, still pressing her deeply onto the desk as he railed her. She glanced up at her teacher, sensing his cock throb erratically, and could tell that he was close. Now came the decision; would she allow him to cum inside of her, or take the safer route and have him shoot on her back? If this had been before she'd bought a contraceptive tea recipe from that weird red-haired merchant, then she'd have chosen the second option. But since she did have it… "Go ahead, what are you waiting for? Cum inside me, professor. Show my naughty pussy what happens when you disobey." Hilda winked pompously, kissing the underside of the professor's chin after speaking.

Byleth looked at Hilda, wondering what was going on in that head of hers. He knew the risks that came with ejaculating inside and the consequences that could come with potentially impregnating a student. However, he knew that Hilda would never have given him permission if she didn't have a plan in place to avoid such a consequence. So, increasing his speed, the former mercenary thrusted forward rapidly, sending the pinkette into an incoherent mess. He tried covering his mouth with her hand, but it only somewhat muffled those loud, voracious screams of hers. Knowing that he had to finish this before somebody heard them, Byleth let himself go and finally came inside, filling Hilda's disobedient cunt with as much of his sperm as it could handle.

Whispering into her ear once again, Byleth spoke, "If you ever stray and continue with your ill-disciplined conduct, then you will be punished and I will remind you of your place."

All Hilda could do was nod sluggishly, high off the sexual euphoria that was spreading inside her body. "Yeshhhhhhhh, professor…I'll be g-good…" Hiding that same cheeky grin of hers, the pinkette licked her lips, wiggling her tush against the professor's pelvis, and listened to him grunt in pleasure. 'But if being bad and lazy means that you'll fuck me like this again, then I can't wait for my next punishment, heehee.'