《DarkBoi69's mediocre, rushed and badly-written aventure》Is that an actual update? (Yes) (about 1k)
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Boobs.
A deep, magnificent cleavage showing off parts of a gorgeous pair of ample breasts.
A great way to catch anyone’s attention, but also what our boi Darkboi was looking at currently, contemplating where his arm had been force into and appreciating life and every cosmic event that had led to him existing at this moment, and at every other time that Lilith decided to hug his arm strongly, for whatever reasons. She was weird like that, because that was definitely not very convenient to walk around, but well, she was cute so it excused it.
“And there are the student rooms~” Lilith cheerfully said with a bounce of her chest, getting Darkboi’s attention to one of the building that had appeared now that they had left the training/exercise room they had appeared in.
The two had found a way to counter-yeet Darkboi alongside Lilith after the initial yeet, proving false the old adage “sometimes you are the yeeter, sometimes you are the yeeted”. Lilith now was intent on showing Darkboi around the academy and then to her room to stay the night in a comfortable way, more comfortable than crying and brooding in a bush in the forest. Also to introduce him to her friend and then see what they would want to do.
“So how long have you been studying there?”
“One year! hihi” Lilith smiled and did cute things. “This whole new system is quite new, only a few of us here are in it, that’s why we’ve sort of been put in a bit of every other more established school specialisations since we’re a bit more generalised.” There had been a whole explanation on that earlier, but Darkboi only remembered the gist of it, as he had been so unfortunately and oh so unfrequently distracted : Some Succubi like Lilith had some sort of dual spec stuff. And some other exposition.
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“Are you in trouble for this whole chain of events? Or for being in the school buildings that late?”
“Hmm?” Lilith tilted her head cutely. “No why would I be? They don’t really care that much about us, in terms of security I mean. Sure we’re somewhat important but it’s not like we’re in any danger whatsoever. Besides we’re succubi, well most of us in this part of the academy are at least, so that wouldn’t make much sense to have a curfew or so.”
“Oh?” Darkboi tried to make it sound like something unexpected yet that he had understood.
It failed for some absolutely unknown reasons, that couldn’t be linked to his voice cracking at the end. What did you want from him, he hadn’t really spoken to anyone for quite a few years, besides insulting the village people while in the forest.
“Yeah, what with all the nightlife. You know what they say, succubi only truly wake up when the moon rises.”
“Ah I see.” Darkboi nodded while forcing his voice to sound a bit deeper, just to make sure. “You guys are like… really social.”
“Yeah… social…” Lilith forced a smile, and then a giggle. That boy -she would call him a man due to his outwards look, but after speaking with him she couldn’t really bring herself to- would need some time. And some learning.
But then he would be perfect for her suspicious, mysterious, plottwisty goals.
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In a dark room, our friendly hooded villains sat around a table, still in the dark.
But not for a long.
“Ah fuck.” A hooded figure couldn’t believe they had done this, this being running into the wall they were trying to get to. They then tentatively touched the wall a bit of everywhere, before finally finding the hidden spot they were looking for : a socket.
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And then they plugged the christmas decorations in.
Alternating red, yellow, green and blue lights illuminated the room from the multitude of long LED strips that had been placed a bit of everywhere in the room.
The figure bowed as a series of applause echoed in the room, their fellow hooded figures appreciating the final re-apparition of light after having spent so long in the dark.
“Bravo. What creativity. What resourcefulness.” The woman that had last spoken the previous time spoke first, and gestured to the topic at end. “I for myself have brought something to show you.” She dramatically pulled out a magic-globe-to-tv adapter and placed it on the table. “I believe this will greatly aid us in our researches.”
Since the last we had seen of them, they had been greatly focused on the mysterious woman. The one that looked like some really sexy mix of a rogue and a fetish hostess. Funnily enough, both could be found in the similar places of the town. But no specialist of either professions were as good as she was at both of them.
And as such, the whole group were firmly invested in documenting every action of hers, for the sake of learning about her methods. Obviously.
Another great round of applause echoed in the now lit room, and the speaker was quite certain the table would be able to still hold up even if it were to lose all its legs, due to the number of men present around the room. She would have helped if she could have.
Originally, she had been quite intimidated by the long exposition of the woman, but after learning a bit about the woman, and a lot about herself in the process, she had her own new interest in the topic.
The Globe and thus the TV screen were turned on. Them too, just to be sure the message has been sent across.
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