It had taken Ignatz all afternoon of uneventful and tiring travel before he finally reached his destination, but it was worth it. The artist stood on a hill beside his canvas and paintbrush he'd brought along, now overlooking vast and heavenly scenery; distant mountains and a sea of flowers stretched as far as the eye could see, illuminated by a half-covered setting sun. It was the perfect image to be captured and remembered. Eagerly facing the blank paper and grabbing his paintbrush, unfortunately, the boy stopped before he could begin due to becoming startled by an all too familiar voice.
"I thought I'd find you out here," Byleth said as she walked up right next to the boy, staring out at the scenery he'd been preparing to paint.
"GAH!" Ignatz cried as he stumbled to the side before turning to face his teacher. "Professor?! What are you doing here?"
"I was looking for you!" she exclaimed as she turned to face him. "I had a proposition for you. I saw you had a…particular note in the advice box."
"Oh no…I didn't inconvenience you too much, did I? I'm sorry! What proposition? Anything you request of me, I'll make sure to carry it out firsthand!"
"Well, if I recall, your note said you were having trouble drawing the feminine form, right? I know you like doing landscapes, but knowing how to draw a woman is very important, wouldn't you agree?" Byleth asked as she leaned forward, purposefully pronouncing her chest.
"O-Oh, yes! So you saw it, then…That's right, I've always aspired to hone my craft in any and all ways, which is part of the reason why I enjoy traveling. I strongly believe that going to and taking in different views is pivotal for an artist to then masterfully illustrate the scenery themselves. That's also why I had come out here. But, I didn't expect you would come all the way out here for me..." Ignatz admitted, continuing to only stare forward into his professor's respective eyes.
"Why wouldn't I? You're one of my students, I'd go the extra mile for you!" she said as she straightened back up. "And that's what my proposition is about! I wish to volunteer myself to be your model!"
"Huh?" The artist began, surprised. "Oh-Oh no, please! I know you care deeply about your students and just hearing your words makes me appreciative of your intentions, but I'd never be so bold as to accept drawing the very person I look up to and bother you in the process!"
"Nonsense, I want you to draw me," she said as she walked in front of him. "You can even do it in front of this beautiful scenery! Isn't that perfect?"
Opening his mouth, the first thought that came to his mind was to deny and give another reason to reinforce his prior statement. However, taking in the setting in addition to his professor; it truly did make an already perfect picture even better. Still, he felt uncomfortable despite Byleth offering. "I agree that the sunset accentuates your appearance and setting, which would make for a beautiful result. But even so...!"
"Just say yes, Ignatz. I can tell that you want to~"
"Um…Well..." There was nothing more that he could say. His professor knew him well and hit the mark perfectly. It was true, he did want to. If there was anyone in the Monastery that he wished to draw, there was no better person. "Okay…I accept your offer. Thank you, I'll always cherish this moment."
"Perfect! Then I'll get ready," Byleth said as she turned away from him and removed her cloak, then started grabbing at her shirt.
"A-AAH! Pr-Professor! What're you doing?!" Ignatz cried, startled once again.
"Please, you can't get a grip on the proper female form unless it's nude," she explained as she took the shirt off, leaving her in a bra from the waist up.
"Please professor, keep your clothes on!" he continued, his cheeks beginning to turn red out of embarrassment and his tone becoming frantic.
"Nope!" she exclaimed as she continued removing her clothes and quickly leaving her in her underwear as she reached behind her back to start working on her bra.
"I-I-I really don't think I'll be able to focus if-!" The rest of his words became lodged in the painter's throat as his professor's bra slid off her chest and dropped to her feet. He'd never seen a single female nude in the past, especially not one in public. Yet, he could only continue to silently gape, now his focus entirely directed at the figure in front of him as the woman proceeded to shamelessly slide her panties down her smooth legs afterward.
Now left completely naked, she turned herself around and threw back her hair as she gave the boy a warm smile. "There! Now you can feel the full form, right?"
"U-Um...!" Ignatz mumbled, his professor's voice managing to knock him back to his senses, yet he was still unable to pull his eyes away from her form. To say nothing about how embarrassed he felt at the current moment, he also had a difficult time suppressing his rising libido at an alarming rate.
"Do you want me to take a pose?"
"Ah…um…n-no no! Please stay how you currently are, if that's fine!"
Following the boy gripped his brush tightly to not accidentally drop it. However, his shakiness still made it excessively difficult to get any drawing done, knowing it would've only gotten worse if he'd asked his professor for a new posture. Yet, forcing his legs to move back toward his blank canvas, once he eventually reached his destination and took a deep breath; he managed to compose himself enough to start, internally repeating that drawing nudity without becoming flustered was also an important piece of art.
The professor shifted her pose slightly anyway to leave herself more comfortable. A gentle breeze blew by, flowing between her legs. It reminded her of being with Lysithea the previous night, and how amazing such an experience had been.
For many uneventful minutes, Ignatz glanced toward his teacher and then looked back toward his paper repeatedly. For the whole duration, he made sure to take constant deep breaths and to keep both his shock and disbelief in check, which fortunately was enough for him to draw steadily. Once those few minutes were up though, the student let out an exhale of relief before he took a step back and gave a nod toward Byleth.
"I've finished. Please come and assess the result."
Smiling, she walked over and leaned forward, leaving her large breasts merely inches from the boy's face as she examined the picture. "Wow, it's just as beautiful as I hoped!" The lines were clearly a bit shaky, but it was clear that it was the work of a true artist. He'd perfectly captured her curves in a way that made her horny for herself.
"Y-You really think so?" he happily replied, taking a step back to give himself more space but now finding it exceedingly more difficult to keep his eyes only on his professor's.
"Yes! It's perfect! And…I think that deserves a reward, don't you~?"
"A reward?! No, I-I really couldn't! I already made you come all this way looking for me, and you've allowed me to draw you on top of that. I really couldn't ask for any more!"
"Nonsense! Surely you deserve something…like this~" She reached over and grabbed his hand to bring it to one of her breasts.
"AAAAAH!" Crying out from newfound surprise and shock, Ignatz immediately tried to pull his hand away but due to Byleth's grip, it was stuck in place. As the middle of his palm pushed against his professor's hardened nipple; the arousal and crimson cheeks he'd once pushed back now came back in full force, and this time, he was in no position or mindset to shove it back again. "Pr-Pr.…Wh-Wh-Wh-Wha?"
"If you want it, take it," she instructed, looking deep into his eyes as she said it. "Don't think I haven't noticed you staring at me when you think I'm not looking. I know you've been curious…about these~" She shook her chest for him, her free breast swaying. "I didn't really understand the fascination before but…I've had a recent epiphany and now…I want you to touch me however you want~"
Though her student's mind had quickly become dizzy from the sudden turn of events; at first he continued trying to pull himself away, but from his flustered and weakened state, that achieved nothing. Not like it would've mattered, regardless.
"Pro-Professor!" Ignatz stammered, his mess of emotions fortunately still allowing speech, though barely coherent. "I don't think I…I really shouldn't...!"
"Ignatz…it's all right. You can do whatever you want. So don't be afraid."
The boy bit his lip. It was clear that struggle wouldn't achieve anything and Byleth wasn't going to let him go unless he complied. In addition, though his current heart rate was faster than it had ever been before; it was true his libido was also at an all-time high from the softness his hand was currently feeling. Due to the aforementioned combination and realization, his prior frantic struggle began to slow, until he once again stood still. It was against his better judgment and he felt more uncertain than ever, but there wasn't an alternative. Shaking from hesitation, he raised his other hand before slowly latching it onto his professor's other breast, experimentally squeezing afterward.
"Mmmm…that's it…more~" She encouraged.
Ignatz bit down on his lip harder. Internally, he now questioned what had happened to his professor to have made her so yearning. However, he felt that it was better, even now; to not press into her private matters. Yet as he squeezed both soft breasts harder and with greater frequency, he had to ask a question that had come to his mind. "Have you…Have you approached anyone else in this manner...?"
"Would it bother you if I said yes?"
Uncertain how to respond, the boy said the first words that had come to his mind without thinking. "No, it wouldn't."
"I did it with Lysithea last night…but don't tell anyone, okay? Same thing for what's happening here…not a word, alright~?" she asked as she put a gentle finger to her lips, and then his. The professor then gave him a warm smile and slowly leaned forward, until their foreheads touched and their lips were suddenly inches apart. "I…would like to do it with you, however."
Ignatz's eyes widened. Lysithea? The girl who scoffed at any and all matters related to relationships? She had intercourse with the professor? Unable to comprehend what he was hearing, he could only stare forward blankly at first. Despite not knowing whether the eldest Ordelia daughter did or didn't enjoy herself though; perhaps then, it was okay if he was next? Of course, the discomfort was still present but that would've never subsided. It was true they were still in public. But if no one were to know about it…
"O-Okay..." he finally responded.
"Kiss me."
With one more final deep breath to mentally prepare himself, Ignatz leaned forward and closed the distance between their lips. Though he instantly recoiled at the touch, warmth just as quickly flooded through the artist, allowing his body to relax without him realizing it.
The professor kissed him back as she leaned even more forward, pressing her chest against his and smashing his hand between them as her arms slid around his back. She smiled against the kiss as a warmth filled her entire body.
At first, the kiss started slow. But as seconds turned into minutes, it started to become forceful and with increased passion. Previously idle, the student's hands started to grope again. This time, however, there was very little hesitation remaining compared to beforehand.
With their closeness, she could feel his boner straining through his clothes. Knowing she needed to be the one to push things further, she reached down into his pants and underwear, and gently grasped his cock. She found it to be smaller than Sylvain's, but it was big enough.
Though Ignatz let out a muffled gasp, he no longer resisted. Instead, the boy merely continued to squeeze, finding not only the breasts' softness but each delicate moan Byleth let out to be unexpectedly intoxicating. Whether it was because the thoughts had already gotten to the artist or that he'd already been ensnared by their kiss; feeling a desire to hear them more, his index and middle fingers curled inward until they found her nipples where he proceeded to pinch.
The professor moaned into the kiss as she fished out his cock, freeing it into the open air. She still couldn't see it, but she could feel it throbbing in her hand. She knew what to do, as she'd seen it with the male mercenaries around her before, but this would be the first time doing it herself. She began to slide her hand up and down his cock, starting slow at first but steadily gaining speed.
Her student also began to let out moans in response to Byleth's actions. Just like his classmate before him; Ignatz had never indulged himself prior in any way, meaning each thrust sent fresh waves of ecstasy through the artist whose mind was already clouded by the perpetual and now-passionate kiss they shared. Now, he did only what felt right. And, at the current moment, it was only to pleasure her professor back. Giving both nipples another pinch, he proceeded to then move a hand from being pressed between them down against her stomach before eventually stopping at his partner's already wet folds.
Deciding to push her luck further, and wanting to try out something she hadn't done yet, she began to push her tongue against his lips. At the same time, she pushed her hips forward to allow him better access with his hands, letting out lewd sounds between their lips.
Opening allowing entry into his mouth, the artist's tongue wrestled with his professor's. At the same time, using every finger but the thumb, the hand at Byleth's pussy began to curl in and outward, dragging themselves along the length of her slit.
She moaned louder to signal he was doing a good job. His fingers felt incredible against her skin, and she was growing more and more aroused with every passing second. She wanted more, and so she sped up her movements on his cock even more. Up and down her hand slid, feeling it pulse and throb under her fingers.
Smiling into the boy's first kiss out of satisfaction, every time his professor pumped, it rocked his body with pleasure which built pressure within his manhood. Yet knowing he wouldn't last much longer at the rate Byleth pleasured him combined with her softness; Ignatz decided to become bolder with his actions as well and inserted a finger into his partner's loins.
"Mmmmmmm~!" she moaned as their tongues wrestled. She could feel it building inside her, and so she continued bucking and grinding her hips for him as she moved her hand as fast as could.
Fortunately for Byleth, as the artist's moans became increasingly louder; it only took a few more seconds before he came. Letting out a muffled cry as their tongues continued to tangle, luckily he didn't collapse due to her professor's arm holding him tightly against her. Despite his bodily weakness though, in his desire-fueled state to make his partner experience the same; he proceeded to then jam a second finger into her pussy before pushing her hand upward, driving both fingers deep inside.
With the man having now cum, she let herself loose as well. Her own juices sprayed onto his hand as she let out a shaky gasp. She took deep breaths as she finished, and leaned against him for support.
Ignatz wrapped both of his arms around Byleth and, gently and slowly, he set them against the ground where she, for now, laid on top of him. At first, both members of Gareg Mach focused on catching their breath, but once they were sufficiently energized once again; he only let out one word at first.
"Incredible..."
"There's still more we can do…you know…" Byleth cooed as she ran her fingers up and down his penis from the base to the tip.
"There is...?" he replied, exhausted but interested.
"Yes…though we'll have to wait a bit for you to get hard again…"
Her student let out a soft groan as he held his professor closely and warmly. Curious to know what more Byleth could teach him, though it didn't take long before the boy had another erection; for the artist, the wait was agonizing.
To allow herself better access, she tugged his pants down slightly and lifted herself. She was still damp as she lowered down, the tip of his penis grazing her pussy. "Are you ready~?"
Eagerly, the green-haired student nodded.
With a deep breath, she moved down, and his head slid inside her.
Another gasp immediately escaped Ignatz's lips as he felt her professor's wet inner walls clench around the front of his cock. Despite having cum only recently, bliss washed anew through the student's body as he let out another moan afterward.
"Feels good…mmm…doesn't it~?" she asked, happy that it was already feeling as good as it had with Sylvain. She was already lowering herself down more and slowly taking more of him inside herself.
"So very much…! Ahhh…Pl-Please, keep going!"
The professor smiled as she lowered herself more and more until finally, he was completely inside her. She let out a shaky breath as she settled, and after a few moments, began to thrust herself up and down.
Ignatz had thought he'd experienced the utmost boundaries of pleasure until this point. But now, as Byleth slowly and deliberately slid herself up and down against his length; an incomprehensible amount of ecstasy shot through his being. Finding himself helpless to resist once again, his upper body arched every time his professor lowered herself. Ignatz could feel the pressure beginning to build again already, but this time he wanted to hold it back and savor this moment for as long as he could.
Enjoying how cute his face looked, Byleth sped up her movements, sliding up and down faster and faster as she could feel her own arousal swirling once more.
The artist's fingers dug into the dirt beside him as he felt overstimulation overtake his being once more. From there, he knew it was only a matter of time before another inevitable climax would be out of his control. And indeed, once Byleth's movements had reached the apex of its speed; Ignatz found himself unable to hold it in any longer as he once again shot from his manhood, but this time inside his professor.
As his cum filled her, she let out a shaky sigh and came for the second time, causing their juices to mix inside her and eventually spill out of the sides onto the ground. The sight of their cum sinking into the dirt suddenly reminded Byleth that they were outside in broad daylight, and it gave her the giggles as she climbed off of him and laid on the grass beside the boy.
Momentarily paralyzed as he awaited for his disorientation to dissipate, once it had, he turned his body to the side with all of his strength so that it faced his professor again before planting a gentle, but loving and appreciative kiss against her lips.
"Thank…you, professor…" Ignatz managed, his tone slurred and voice's volume barely above a whisper.
"Anytime. I'd love to be your model again sometime~" she said as she returned the kiss, as well as gently pushed his penis back into his pants. With that, she stood up and quickly got dressed as Ignatz fell asleep in the warm sunlight.
With her clothes back on, she turned to him and gave him a small, but warm smile before she headed off…to find someone else.