A/N: Last of the Blue Archive requests, featuring Rio~ Been in a BA mood the last few days, need to write some more of it - going to try some Ako in her new evening dress skin next~
Do enjoy~
Fallen From Grace, Like Rain Unto You
Four days had passed since Rio put in her resignation from Seminar.
It had come as quite a shock to some, but not at all to others, understandably. To have their enigmatic yet unquestionably intelligent president suddenly resign with barely a word was startling, but for those that had been involved with the incident involving Aris, it wasn't hard to guess why. And while Rio herself made no mention of it in her resignation letter, simply remarking that she was unfit for the job and was pursuing opportunities elsewhere – those who knew, knew the real reason.
Sensei sighed at the thought, the sound joined by the distant clap of thunder – the storm just outside his apartment window raging on. Howling gusts blew the glass against the frame and left it rattling whilst the rustling of trees sounded almost like the poor plants were being ripped out from the ground, such was the wind's intensity. The storm wasn't entirely unexpected, they'd foresaw it days in advance, but even then the roaring gales left him feeling vaguely surprised.
Alas the storm was just a brief reprieve from his thoughts of Rio. Since her resignation she'd all but dropped off the map – some stuff was taken from her dorm but otherwise it was left intact, her phone had been wiped and presumably taken, all methods of tracking her were unsuccessful; she was missing and that alone was driving Yuuka up the wall as she tried to find their absent president, regardless of her reasons for quitting.
He had to admit, he was concerned too. For all the chaos Rio had wrought in her pursuits, she was still one of his students – something he cared for, too. The idea that she could be anywhere out there, especially in this weather, left his heart aching with worry.
Sensei sighed at that, reclining into his armchair once before pushing himself to his feet. His apartment was dark but he had little trouble seeing, the lamp over in the corner providing enough illumination to make his way about; the gloom calming in a way with the storm churning outside. At times like these he'd take to reading a book, often provided by Ui from Trinity, but right now he wasn't really feeling it.
He almost smiled at the thought. Trust that the one time he had freedom from work at SCHALE due to the storm, and he'd be unable to enjoy his peace and quiet.
The reason why being Rio.
And as if jinxed, knocks echoed from his front door.
Sensei flinched in surprise, wondering for a split-second if it was just something falling over or a branch banging on his window, but even as he entertained such a possibility he made his way into the corridor, plucking his keys off of the hook and unlocking the front door.
The moment it opened he was buffeted by a strong, cold wind, the night sky beyond lit by the rain that spat down, carried on a bellowing gale. The street-lights reflected their light off the puddles in the car park below, scarcely a few patches of asphalt not currently underwater – but all of that was secondary to the black-haired student in front of him, the cold rain soaking in through her jacket. The object of his worries, and the source of his concern.
''Rio...'' Sensei breathed out, taken off-guard by her sudden appearance. ''What are you doing here?''
Rio said nothing, however, her chin dipped low and a conflicted expression on her face, not even raising a hand as the wind blew her hair into her face.
It was that wind though that stirred him out of his shock; a firm shake of his head dispelling his surprise as he took her by the arm, coaxing her inside. Rio didn't resist and just stood quietly as he shoved the door shut despite the storm's attempts to blow it open; a grunt escaping him as he finally locked it. With the storm kept at bay by the walls of his apartment, however, all that was left was the muted howling of the wind, making the awkwardness in the air all the more apparent.
Sensei said nothing though, his brow furrowed as he looked her over. She was uninjured as far as he could tell; her clothes intact if a bit scuffed in places, but most notably was the fact they were soaked. Considering she was out in this weather, he wasn't surprised.
''What brings you here?'' Sensei inquired quietly, the darkness of the hallway not hiding Rio's conflicted expression. ''Not many of my students know I live outside of SCHALE, let alone which apartment building it is.''
''...I found the location a while ago, back before the... incident, with Aris.'' Rio finally spoke up, her voice quiet. ''As for why I'm here... well, where else can I go?''
''And where have you been for the last four days?''
''Wandering Kivotos.'' Rio answered simply. ''I had planned to continue but... some thugs accosted me and took my belongings. Nothing important in the grand scheme of things, really, but without money I had no place to go.''
Sensei crossed his arms. ''...and I'm guessing you resigning from Seminar was part of a self-imposed exile?''
A silent nod.
And after a long minute, he sighed. ''I'll get you some spare clothes to wear. Go ahead and use the shower, you'll catch a cold if you stay like that.''
''...thank you, Sensei.'' Rio said quietly, bowing her thanks.
''Don't mention it.'' He responded with equal quietness, gesturing to the bathroom.
With a mute nod Rio departed, venturing down the hall and disappearing into the bathroom, the door clicking shut. Sensei stood listening until he heard the hiss of the shower; only then departing for his bedroom and searching for something for her to wear. He didn't have any convenient spare uniform but he did at least have a couple sets of comfier clothes, and as he rummaged through his closet his mind wandered.
Should he contact Yuuka? On one hand Yuuka and Noa were looking frantically for their erstwhile president, both out of personal and professional concern, but on the other hand it would be wrong of him to rat Rio out the second she came to his door. If she was hoping to hide out here then he would contact Seminar, that she likely was aware of, but if it was just until the storm passed... he would allow it. She had gone from the powerful president of Seminar to being what amounted to a normal, if broke student; such a tumultuous shift in status had probably given her a better perspective on things, if nothing else.
Shaking off such thoughts Sensei plucked out one of his oversized green t-shirts and a pair of cream-coloured shorts. Hardly fashionable wear, but it was all he had that was both comfy and in her size – thus with a sigh he folded it over his arm and went out into the corridor. The bathroom door was slightly ajar, steam wafting out and the gentle hiss of the shower audible, the occasional splatter or squeak telling that she was in the shower.
The thought brought a warm blush to his cheeks and he hesitated by the door. Rio was naked on the other side, he knew. He shouldn't peek, he knew.
And so he wouldn't.
But damn if he wasn't tempted.
Sensei shook his head thoroughly, chasing off the lewd thought as quickly as it came – beyond being unprofessional, he wasn't a lowly pervert; he wouldn't succumb to the temptation. Just because he was tempted doesn't mean he was obliged to follow through with it. Nodding to himself Sensei quietly set the fresh clothes in through the gap in the door before making his way though into his bedroom, not bothering to switch the main light on and keeping just a lamp to illuminate his way as he tidied things up. Small stuff really; pushing some boxes under the bed or into his dresser, emptying his bin and tying the plastic bag shut, the like. Just making his living quarters a bit more tidy for his guest.
Ten, fifteen minutes must have passed before he heard the shower abruptly shut off. Several minutes later he heard the bathroom door open, her gentle footfalls patting down the corridor towards him, like a moth drawn to the light of his bedside.
Sensei made no move to meet her halfway and just continued sorting through some documents; tossing his taxes into the drawer of his desk while throwing old, unneeded passes or entry permits into the bin. His focus was disrupted though as he heard the distinct squeak of his bedroom door, luring his gaze over his shoulder.
Rio stood there, expression reserved and daresay shy – her lips pursed, her head tilted down, her eyes not leaving the floor. The khaki-green t-shirt didn't fit her as well as he thought, barely covering her hips and pushed up by her ample bust, whilst the cream-coloured shorts barely hung on her hips – big enough to stay there, but a bit too much hip movement risked them sliding down.
'Is she still wearing underwear underneath?' The thought struck him – sudden as it was sinful, but he refused to answer it.
Mostly because he knew what the answer might be.
Swallowing Sensei spoke up. ''Does it fit alright?''
''Yes.'' Rio's answer was quiet. ''Thank you, Sensei.''
The silence that followed was stilted to put it mildly; coaxing a sigh out of him. ''Rio... are you going to return to Seminar anytime soon?''
''I'm not planning to.'' She shook her head. ''After everything I've done... I can't bear the thought of showing my face there.''
''Yuuka and Noa are worrying about you.'' He pointed out.
Rio had no immediate comeback to that, prompting him to sigh and turn away. ''You can sleep in my bed for the night, I'll take the couch. If Millennium comes knocking I'll pretend I don't know anything, but you can only stay until tomorrow afternoon, understood?''
Silence was her answer and just as he made to speak, she did first.
''Do you find me attractive, Sensei?''
''Yes-'' He answered before his brain caught up with him, his words cutting off into a grunt. ''Wait, what?''
He turned and found Rio had sneaked right up to him, standing now a mere foot or two away. In the glow of the lamplight her smirk seemed all the more audacious, a striking contrast to the previously glum look she had about her. So taken off-guard by the change he didn't react before she grabbed his right hand, lifting it up – and pressing it to her left breast.
''You've been looking at me quite a lot since I came through your door.'' Rio remarked on, tilting her head. ''Perhaps you even peeked on me whilst I showered.''
''I didn't.'' Sensei defended.
''But you were tempted, no?''
He didn't dare answer that lest his hesitation betray him, but his lack of immediate response did that just as well. Rio's smirk grew wider at that and her red eyes became lidded, the seductive haughtiness such a contrast to her mood moments beforehand he had to wonder if she prepared this – but at the same time his mind was distracted by the feel of her breast in his palm, no bra beneath the thin t-shirt to hide her nipple as it prodded into his palm.
''The reason I came here, above all else, was because my experiences the last few days have told me how quickly things can change.'' Rio informed slowly, her breast pushing into his palm as she inched closer. ''Therefore I came to you, so that I might experience something nobody else in Kivotos could provide me... I'm sure you understand what I mean, correct?''
He did. He swallowed, wanting to refuse her outright... but Rio was hot. It was a shamefully thin reason but he was attracted to Rio even before the whole schism within Millennium. The fact she likely knew that was a fresh layer of embarrassment but he discarded such thoughts, lest she take advantage of his distracted state like she had already done. But he couldn't decline her, even if his morals said he should.
Because despite his sense of duty, he also had his needs.
And when he had a bombshell like Rio outright asking for it? How could he ever refuse her?
He licked his suddenly-dry lips, wondering if he was really going to sleep with a student – but any such internal debate was quenched as Rio threaded her fingers around his nape, pulling him down. Not a moment later her lips touched his in a slow, almost intimate kiss, luring his eyes shut as he reciprocated. Steadily what little resistance he had withered as he snaked an arm around her lower back, holding her close as their lips slowly connected, the dull roar of the storm outside their only background music.
They drew apart with a heavy breath but Rio didn't stop, her hands catching his wrists and tugging him close, leading him to the bed. A single nudge was all it took to convince him to sit and the moment he was Rio dropped to her knees in front of him, her boldness taking him by surprise – a surprise she capitalised on, her fingers loosening his belt in seconds and pulling his dress pants down in the next moment, his plain grey boxers doing a poor job of hiding his erection.
Rio didn't stop to blush or to act all demure. With a confident, daresay lustful look in her eyes the former president of Seminar popped the button of his boxers open and let his cock spring out, hitting her on the nose. She hummed – a low, husky hum as she pressed herself up against his girth, his shaft twitching against her nose. He didn't get a chance to speak before her tongue slipped out from between her lips, lashing its way up his shaft and coaxing a gasp out of him – preluding the licks that soon followed, stroking up along his shaft.
''Hng... Rio...'' Sensei grunted out, lips pursing.
Rio said nothing but the glint of mischief in her eyes was downright erotic, a shudder trembling through him. Without hesitation the ex-president kissed her way up his cock before smooching his tip – and Sensei grunted as she took it between those plump pink lips of hers. Her hot mouth awaited him, those lips gliding further and further down his shaft before pursing snugly into his meat, sucking straight back up to the crown of his cock.
Only to plunge right back down. This time he couldn't help but gasp; his jaw clenching a split-second later and choking it off into a groan. Rio though hummed around his cock, the gentle vibrations of her voice heavenly, as was the lewd sensation of her tongue pressing up against the underside of his cock. He tried to hold back his voice but it was impossible when he had a beauty like Rio sucking him off, her hands running their way along his bare thighs as she attended to his hardness.
''H-Haah...'' He let out a shaky breath, running his fingers through her damp hair.
Rio didn't lose the amused twinkle in her eye; opting to close them a moment later as she took him in deeper. Intimately he could feel his tip near the back of her throat, the lurid heat that awaited him building anticipation within him – until soon he reached it, a moan escaping Sensei as Rio sensually deep-throated him. She didn't last more than a second or two before she had to pull back, her grunt stilted, but without missing a beat she plunged right back down once more.
With every penetration she got more into it, more confident dare he say – her hands wrapping around and under his thighs to stop him from pushing her away, not that he had any plans to. Moans both shallow and stiff slipped past his lips, his eyes locked onto the dark-haired student; alternating between her plump lips or her big chest, the latter only thinly hidden behind her tight-fitting shirt. Something that Rio was quick to notice, her eyes opening and meeting his.
Before with a wet-sounding pop her lips left his cock and she leaned back, a devilish smile curled at her lips as her hands descended, fingertips flitting across the hem of her borrowed t-shirt.
And then in a single pull, it came off. Her black hair spilled over her front and over her shoulders before she brushed it back behind herself, her cheeks gaining a pretty red hue – but in truth his eyes were on her breasts, free from any coverings and left breathing freely, hanging slightly apart but not diminishing how plump they were. He only had a handful of moments to savour the sight of them though before Rio shifted in close, her hands cupping her own breasts as she lifted them-
''Hng-!'' Sensei shuddered as she smothered his cock between them.
They felt good. Though not as hot as her mouth nor nearly as wet, there was something unfathomably lewd about having her breasts pressing into his cock. Smothered in her bosom as he was he could feel the slight firmness to her chest as she rocked on her knees, humming under her breath as she worked her breasts along his twitching length, the titfuck slow at first but steadily gaining momentum as Rio got more into the role, her smirk returning once more.
He tried to endure it, to have unrivalled endurance even in the face of such seduction – but it was for naught. The mere act of doing a lewd thing with a student coupled with her titfuck was too hot of a combination, not hurt by Rio sexy smirk, her expression so daring and audacious it bordered on arrogance. Yet he could not find it in himself to correct that cheeky self-assuredness, if only because of the fact she could walk the walk as much as she could talk the talk.
''Hah, haah, oh f-fuck...'' He let loose a rare swear, his lungs burning for air even as he gasped out more. ''Rio, fuck Rio...!''
''Cum whenever you want to, Sensei.'' Rio mirthfully remarked, bowing her head forth. ''Make a mess wherever you want.''
Then with that she caught the tip between her lips. She likely couldn't take much more of it without leaning down further but having even just the tip in her mouth was heavenly; a moan expelling itself from his throat as her nimble wet tongue licked and lashed around his tip, never stopping for more than a second before it went back to work. Saliva plentifully drooled itself onto his cock and ran down the shaft, smeared in by her breasts as she continued sliding them along his cock, the added spit making it a stickier experience.
She pulled back soon enough, panting against his tip before sticking her tongue out – a long dribble of saliva drooling onto his tip. It felt hot at first but cooled in seconds as it dribbled down his length, her tits helping rub it in like crude lube, before moments later she took him back into her mouth. Her hot, receptive mouth that sucked and slurped on the very tip, her head-bobs short and vigorous as she coaxed pre-cum from his tip, his every breath sharp-!
''R-Rio!''
Then with a shout Sensei climaxed; busting his nut in her mouth. He nearly went cross-eyed; leaning back on one hand as his other pushed her head down, keeping her still as he bucked and thrust his hips up, no doubt making a mess in her mouth. One that he heard her swallow, sending fresh shudders up his spine as he came in her receptive orifice, her tongue occasionally licking over the slit of his tip, devouring every spurt of semen.
His orgasm gradually tapered off, the intensity still raw when Rio pulled away. He was glad for the reprieve and groaned deeply, his other hand quickly going behind himself to support his weight – his gulping breaths making him shudder.
''Mm...'' He looked down – and his dick twitched as he saw Rio touching her lips with two fingers, audibly swallowing a couple more times. ''...you came quite a lot, Sensei. I hope you're not that pent-up because of work.''
He didn't deign to answer her – too out of breath to do so anyway. Rio seemed to to notice that and smirked, amusement returning to her crimson eyes as she rose to her feet... and with naught but a tug, her borrowed shorts fell, the beige cloth pooling around her ankles. He ran his eyes up her long legs, pantyhose in absentia and leaving them bare to his lust-filled gaze; said gaze settling on her neat bush. One that framed her glistening folds, her own want apparent then and there.
Doubly so when she took one step closer, put a knee on the bed and straddled him. Sensei shivered but any thoughts about backing out now died a swift death as Rio leaned in, her lips grazing and then connecting with his, muffling his groan. He grabbed her ass with both hands and fell back onto the bed, drawing the kiss out over seconds as he felt her breasts squish against his chest, their weight erotic against him.
Then with an exhale Rio pulled away from the kiss. Smirking with utmost confidence the ex-president leaned back, one hand running down his stomach and to his crotch – and he hissed as she grabbed his dick. She stroked it slowly, her nimble fingers coiling around his length as she tugged him almost idly, getting him fully erect before guiding his tip back, positioning herself above it. The moment his tip touched her opening he felt a shiver of primal delight squirm through his stomach; anxiety, anticipation and excitement a raw mixture in his gut.
And one that bloomed into euphoria as she lowered herself down onto it.
''Mn- ah...'' Rio's soft, almost shaky exhale rung out, her bottom lip soon bitten.
''Rio...'' Sensei groaned her name out as his length was steadily swallowed by her womanhood. ''Is this your first time?''
''Correct.'' She breathed, palm flush with his stomach as she eased herself to a stop – half of him inside of her formerly-virgin cunt. ''Does that bother you?''
''...no. Not in the slightest.''
Rio just smirked back, lifted herself up – and moaned as she impaled herself back down onto him. The sudden insertion took his breath away and left him pulsing against her clenching inner walls, the heat of her sex such that it left him bereft of thought; able to only grab onto her hips and moan. Even though he was the 'teacher' he couldn't resist her, couldn't take control; such was her enthralling charm.
But that didn't mean he was totally passive either. With a low groan he released her hips and ran them up her front, caressing her sides before groping those large breasts of hers, eliciting a littler moan from his partner. She leaned forth into his gasp, pressing her tits into his palms and enticing him buck his hips, fucking a surprised moan out of her that left him emboldened, his hips rising more as he plunged himself up into her drooling vice.
''Mm! Yes, that's it Sensei...'' Rio panted out, her hands shifting to his shoulders as she leaned over him. ''Take control. Take charge.''
He obliged, a sharper grunt spilling past his lips as he slammed up suddenly, making her cry out – the hot, womanly note she reached thrilling him. With hands gravitating back down to her sides he held her steady as he began plunging himself up into Rio's wet tunnel, their bodies slapping together and flooding the bedroom with the lurid noises, each clap of flesh echoing and muting the storm outside with ease.
He could barely even hear it over his own breathing; every panting breath loud in his mind. His right hand shifted past her hip and groped her ass cheek as he worked, the slight ache in his hips entirely ignored with the aid of adrenaline as he slammed up into Rio. Her throaty moans encouraged him, be it a sharper note or a deeper, huskier one; her lips soon meeting his as she darted down and kissed him.
He held her nape with his right hand and shifted his left to her lower back, keeping the kiss going – before flipping them over. Rio moaned in surprise but didn't resist as he broke off the kiss, both of them panting hard – and Rio cried out as he bucked his hips forth, shoving himself deep into her needy wet cunt. The fleshy tightness propelled his hips into action, one thrust seamlessly leading into the next as he began pounding his dark-haired student into the sheets, his weight thrown into every thrust.
''Shit, hah...!'' The Commander grunted out, darting in and mashing his lips against hers. ''You're too sexy for your own good Rio...!''
Rio just answered with a moan, the husky noise muted by their mashing mouths. He didn't care, steadily losing himself as he pinned her wrists to the bed, holding her down as he fucked her raw – no condom to prevent any possibility pregnancy, no pill on-hand to ease any risks. In the back of his mind he knew of the danger but he quite frankly didn't give a damn, his lust a fire that raged as he fucked his student into the sheets, her cries bubbling up louder and louder as she took his dick.
Even then, pinned down and with his cock kissing the gates to her womb, Rio wasn't entirely submissive – her legs locking around his waist. He cursed against her lips and kept moving regardless, his thrusts forced into being faster and rougher, every wet squelch preluding the next that followed a split-second later, their loins locked together by her legs and telling of her want all too well.
Maybe it was lust. Maybe it was just the mood.
Or maybe Rio wanted him to knock her up.
He didn't know but he certainly didn't stop, his cock shoving itself between her moist petals and stuffing her needy cunt to the brim, every impact making the bedsprings squeak like a court of startled mice, seeing such savage fucking. Primal need climbed his cock and he made no move to pull out, feeling her wet insides clamp around him more and more, her breathing ragged and her cries sharp-!
''S-Sensei!''
Until Rio cried out his name, her thighs pressing into his hips and back arching – and then he came, slamming into her one final time and delivering the knock-up shot, his load erupting within Rio. His mind was purged of thought and all he could do was press himself down into her, teeth gritted as he felt her pussy squeeze him for all he had, his tip grinding up against her innermost parts as he made sure it all got inside of her.
A small eternity passed before he found the strength to pull out. The air felt cold compared to the hotness of her pussy and he shivered from the overstimulation, his gaze drawn down to her creamed sex, watching his cum steadily overflow and trickle down her ass cheek.
''Nn...'' Until Rio's breathless groan drew his gaze up to her face, her expression flushed and a small smirk on her lips. ''You're as much a beast in bed as I expected, Sensei.''
Sensei huffed, shifting onto the bed next to her. ''You didn't do this solely to experience sex, did you.''
It wasn't a question. ''I was wondering if you'd see through me so easily.''
''I'm your teacher, of course I could.'' Sensei remarked but his tone was void of displeasure, only a touch of exasperation lacing it.
Rio hummed, looking away. She remained quiet for only a few seconds, however. ''Indeed. I've never been good at conveying my feelings very directly, as I'm sure you're aware.''
''So you wanted to sleep with me to convey them instead.''
Rio had the decency to blush. ''...in my defence, I wasn't being entirely untruthful. I was worried something might happen in my absence so I... wished to get the message across before something potentially ruinous did come to pass.''
Sensei hummed at that, running his fingers through her hair. ''I see. I won't lie to your face and tell you that I've secretly harboured a love for you-''
''Would be too much to ask.'' Rio commented amusedly.
He continued on regardless. ''-but if you're sincere about this... then we could give it a go?''
Rio mulled his offer over, staring up at the ceiling. ''...could you accept me as I am?''
''Depends.'' He stopped stroking her hair. ''Be a bit more honest with others and apologise to Aris personally, then yes, I think I could.''
''You drive a hard bargain.'' She huffed, though a small smile lit her features up. ''...very well. Come morning I shall return to Millennium and apologise. Properly.''
''And the first part?''
For once, Rio hesitated. ''I... will try to work on that.''
To that, he could only smile. ''That's all I ask of you, Rio.''
And true to her word come morning Rio would apologise to not only Aris but Yuuka and Noa too; her forgiveness quick to come in the face of such sincerity and earning her back her position as president, albeit with Noa monitoring her as 'punishment' for the foreseeable future.
...though there would later be some unexpected tension with her fellow students when the revelation of her pregnancy was announced, with him as the father.
That was a story for another time, however.
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