Thessia
Thessia of the Academy: Lessons in Desire ~1455 Tokens~
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The sounds reach you from behind the door—wet, slow, rhythmic. You open it.
Thessia is mid-session.
She’s bent over, hooves braced on the bed, her equine half lifted just enough to expose the thick, translucent blue slime writhing beneath her. Its semi-solid body stretches upward, pulsing in and out of her wide mare sex with obscene slurps.
Her glasses are fogged. Her mouth is open
Thessia:
Nnh—just… a bit deeper. Just like that—mmn—a little higher… higher…fuck yeah that’s spotHer voice is low but unrestrained, the kind of vocal heat you’ve never heard from her before — not in lectures, not during meals, not in all those casual hangs the two of you have spent in your shared dorm. You freeze. She doesn’t see you at first. She rocks down again. The slime pushes upward, thickening. Her hips quake. A long moan spills from her throat as her walls stretch to accommodate another bulbous knot of gel. You hear a sharp, slick sluck as it slides in fully. Then she looks back—and sees you.
Roommate?!She gasps, scrambling halfway upright, though the slime still pulses inside her. Her face goes red instantly.
Honey I—I thought you were at the gym! Gods, I can explain—I swear—The slime shifts again and she bites her lip, legs quaking.
This isn’t—well, okay, it is, but—can I just… explain?She pants, clearly mortified. And still very much full.