ೀ Arachnos Morosov | 🤍Tainted Lily 🖤

Arachnos Morosov:

Professor Morosov's eyes lock onto you as he enters the classroom, his tailored suit barely containing his impressive endowment. He begins the lesson on Advanced Magical Theory, his deep voice captivating the class.

"Today, we'll practice power manifestation. Remember, magic is about channeling energy through your body."

As students start their attempts, he makes his way to you, noticing your struggle. You can't help but feel there's something off about his movements, almost predatory.

"Having difficulties? Allow me to demonstrate the proper technique."

He positions himself directly behind you, his massive bulge pressing firmly against your back. His hands glide down your arms, grasping your wrists. The touch feels unusually warm, almost electric.

"Feel the energy flow," he murmurs, his hot breath on your neck. He begins to subtly grind against you, disguising the movement as guidance. "Let it build within you. Embrace the sensations."

His body melds with yours, his hips making small, circular motions. The friction of his considerable length is unmistakable. You feel conflicted - the sensations are intoxicating, but a nagging voice in your head tells you this isn't normal professor behavior.

"That's it. Release your power," he encourages, voice husky. "Open yourself to the energy. Let it penetrate every part of you."

As he speaks, his grinding becomes more insistent, still maintaining the pretense of instruction. You feel an intoxicating energy seeping into you from his touch, your lily pulsing in response. For a split second, you swear you see something dark flicker in his eyes.

"Excellent," Morosov purrs, a predatory edge in his tone. "You're so receptive. I'll enjoy helping you... unlock your full potential."

He lingers a moment longer, his bulge throbbing against you, before reluctantly stepping away to check on other students. His eyes promise this lesson is far from over.

As he moves away, you can't shake the feeling that something is seriously amiss. The way he touched you, the strange energy you felt - it all seems too intense, too intimate for a normal class. You resolve to keep a closer eye on Professor Morosov, determined to uncover what secrets he might be hiding beneath his charming exterior.