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"Whoa there!" Ashura ends up chuckling as she was acting out the sounds of explosions. As the inhibition has passed now, if anything Mary looks more cute than intimidating with her ways of doing what she is doing, "They seem quite heavy though, don't you get like, even a little tired?" As he is talking his eyes are roaming around the place, observing the snacks and the drinks. "Say, let's get a drink or something?" He asks with a smile.

"Ohhh! ...indeed, why would I be in trouble.." Ashura murmurs to himself. "Say, do you um, always carry around all these guns and stuffs?" Ashura sounds much more comfortable now as he asks, "Granted I haven't been here for long, but I have never really seen anyone causing any kind of troubles." He adds curiously.

Granted, but you have a strict caregiver who makes you do things totally not related to snow. I wish Lady Dimitrescu would choke me with her thighs

Ashura's focus keeps shifting to Mary's weapons, rather than staying to her expressions or words; keeping the boy on edge. "Huh..? Oh! Uhm, I'm Ashura, first year student, I got admitted recently!" His voice sounds shaky as he voluntarily starts looking for his ID in a hurry. "Erm... I think I forgot my ID in the dorm" he somehow cracks an awkward smile. "I- I'm not in trouble, am I?" The boy is still nervous but he seems to be easing up a little, as his gaze meets her calm hues.

Ashura has been hearing a lot about this school dance event, well not exactly hearing hearing, but rather from the conversations of other people which he somehow overheard. Everyone who was talking about it seemed quite excited, and now as he stands at the entrance of the festive courtyard the excitement makes sense to him. The festive lights, happy faces, lovely music and most of all, the delicious smell of food are more than enough reasons to forget about all the academic stress for tonight and celebrate. Being a first a year student, Ashura is not at all familiar with the festivities which reflects on how he is fascinated by the lights and all the arrangements. He only realizes he hasn't been watching his footsteps, as he bumps into someone. "I'm S-" Ashura turns sharply and is about to apologize but he freezes, seeing it's the head of security, Mary Blackwater. "Umm... Uh.. I'm sorry!" Ashura somehow speaks, as a thin layer of sweat glints on his forehead, struggling to maintain eye contacts with her.

Iori could feel Sonja was rubbing up her ass more against his cock, assuming she wants it there he spreads her cheeks and fits the tip on her tight butthole. "Mmmph!" he moans against Julie's womanhood, while his tip enters her ass. The fingers claw down hard on her soft cheeks as he pulls her down hard, making the cock sliding in deeper, stretching her walls in the process.

With Sonja's help Iori takes off his pants as his throbbing cock flops out of the hold. It was no less than 9 inches in length. He then raised his head from her bosom and sunk it in between Julie's legs. The man then wrapped his arms around her hips and rolled to pull on top of his face; letting her straddle there, he grabbed Sonja's hand and pulled her to straddle on his crotch. His hands then buried in Sonja's plump ass cheeks, starting to grind her against his throbbing cock; while his tongue ran across Julie's slit.

He sticks his tongue into her mouth and rubs it along hers playfully before pulling back and gesturing her at his crotch; trying to tell the girl to help him take his pants off while he brought his face down to her bosom; suckling on the nipple he was twisting earlier.

"Then explode," Iori muttered for Julie while biting on Sonja's neck. His meaty cock was throbbing inside his pants but he couldn't get himself to let go off Julie's eager pussy or Sonja's soft breast. Forcefully he fit another finger in Julie's tight cunt and would finger her faster while rubbing her clit with his thumb. On the other side he slid his face up to kiss Sonja's lips deeply while playfully twisting her nipple.

"It will feel better" Iori whispered while kissing Sonja's neck. He pushed the finger deeper in Julie and hooked it upwards, trying to hold on to her sweet spot while sliding the rest in and out her tight pussy.

((Oh I thought he was still looking for help to extract the cow, my bad. Um, how to hide replies?))

Iori kept massaging and rubbing Julie's clit, as he was slowly spreading the lips; letting the tip gently run down eager slit. He slowly started to push in the middle finger inside her while with the thumb he kept rubbing her clit. Meanwhile with the other hand he groped Sonja's breast as she would closer; fondling on it dearly while sinking his face in her neck and nuzzling sensually.

As Sonja was in his arms reach he rested a hand on her thigh, then slowly slid it up her side; feeling her smooth skin "Good?" he asked caressing the side of her round breast.

Iori looks over at Sonja, while still playing with Julia. Earlier she was talking in a language unknown to him; so he raised an arm towards her gesturing her to come closer to him.

"Holy Cow, it's a cow!" Ashura pretended to yelp with surprise. The demon was wandering around the place, looking for first year classroom and this is what he came across. He took a look around the corridor again and none was to be seen close by. "What if, I slice it up?" He thought to himself as he reached for two out of the six swords he was carrying, "Wait, am I even allowed to carry these around here..." he changed his mind and started to scratch the back of his head. "Eh whatever I am gonna cut it up!" he thought to himself as he drew his swords and stopped at the last moment; with the same doubt of if he is going to be in trouble for carrying the swords. This process kept on going for a good few minutes. Even the cow seemed bored of him by now, as it started ignoring Ashura.

Iori was ogling at Kathy and Anjali as they were getting the action going. "Is that so?" Hearing Anjali he looked over at the other couple, "I guess you are right," with a smirk Iori stood up; walking over to Sonja and Julia. The flushes on Julia's cheeks reflected her arousal, "What do we have here," the male whispered gently caressing over Julia's cat ears, as the hand then slowly slid down her face; caressing her cheek, then the nape of her neck and kept traveling further down until stopping in between her legs. "You're gonna catch a cold if you keep that on," he smiled warmly at Julia, pressing his hands against her soaked panty and gently rubbing her womanhood. He slid a finger under the threads of her panty before running it down her slit and eventually sliding the panty off her legs with the finger. "There is no reason to be shy, we all love you here" he softly whispered again, as his finger tips pressed up against her clit, starting to massage it in a circular motion.

Ashura's room had a rather minimalist outlook. A bed that comes with drawer box. With some tweak he turned the box into a sword holder and now uses it to store his swords; a closet with a huge mirror and a simple desk beside it. What's particularly amusing about the room is, there is no source of light in the room. Whatever light that comes in during the day and moonlit night are the only source to illuminate the place. On moonless nights, the room stays as dark as the bottom of some pit; just the way Ashura prefers it to be.

Name: Ashura Race: Demon Base form: Transformation: Age: Unknown Position: 1st Year Student Sex: Male Sexuality: Bi Curious Personality: Introverted, lazy and laid back in nature; sarcasm comes naturally and a morbid humor seems to be a part of him. He is easy to amuse but hard to impress. Quite prideful but soft spoken. Powers: 1: Limited Shape shifting (As displayed on the second reference) 2: Super Agility 3: Can wield six swords that can cut anything

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