Uncontrollable Lily II [R-18]
"Hey!" Sylvia stopped pacing, her bright blue eyes narrowing as she watched his retreating figure. "Where do you think you're going? I didn't call for a break!"
Alex didn't stop. He pushed through the heavy swinging doors of the hallway and vanished from sight.
A murmur of confusion rippled through the class. Sylvia frowned, gripping her wooden sword tightly.
She looked annoyed, but before she could ask more, Lily suddenly dropped her stance.
Her face was flushed a deep, rosy pink, and her eyes still held a slightly hazy, mesmerized look from inhaling Alex's potent pheromones earlier.
"Instructor, wait!" Lily called out quickly, stepping out of her row.
Sylvia paused, looking at the short-haired girl with a raised eyebrow. "What is it, Lily?"
"I... I think it's her first time using the Ember-Leaf extract," Lily explained, her voice full of genuine concern.
She pointed toward the discarded wooden sword on the floor. “Her skin is really pale and delicate. She was sweating so much earlier... I think she must be in a lot of pain."
Sylvia’s strict expression softened as she let out a heavy sigh, rubbing the back of her neck.
"Fine," Sylvia grumbled, waving a hand dismissively. "But she owes me fifty extra swings when she gets back."
Lily didn't waste a second. "Let me go check on her! I'll make sure she’s alright!"
Without waiting for permission, Lily placed her wooden sword gently on the wooden floor and jogged toward the exit.
Her heart was beating a little faster than normal. Deep down, she wasn't just worried about a fellow student; her body was subconsciously craving to be close to that incredibly sweet, intoxicating scent again.
Meanwhile, Alex crashed through the door of the women's washroom, as that was the only one available.
The room was empty, with clean white sinks and a row of private stalls. He threw himself into the very last stall, slamming the door shut and sliding the metal lock into place.
"Haa... ahh... fuck!" Alex cried out softly, leaning his back against the cold metal door.
He couldn't take it anymore. His entire body was shivering violently.
He frantically hooked his thumbs under the waistband of his tight black spandex and shoved them down, pulling his soaked underwear down with them.
The moment his raw, peeling skin hit the cool air, and his trapped, throbbing erection was finally freed from the crushing compression, the sensory overload peaked.
"Ahhhhh!"
He didn't even need to touch himself. The sudden release of pressure, combined with the lingering fire of the medicine and the intense buildup of Yin energy, pushed him straight over the edge.
His back arched against the stall door.
A heavy, blinding wave of pleasure exploded in his brain.
Thick, hot ropes of white fluid shot out of him, splattering against the clean white porcelain of the toilet bowl and dripping down his own shaking thighs.
His knees buckled completely, his soft, pale chest heaving against the tight bra as his body was wracked with violent, helpless spasms of release.
Just as he slumped forward, panting and totally drained, the main door to the washroom creaked open.
"Hey?" Lily's sweet, concerned voice echoed softly off the tiled walls. "Are you in here? It's me, Lily. Do you need some help washing off the medicine?"
“Fuck why did she follow me?” Alex completely froze. His heart hammered against his ribs like a trapped bird.
Lily was right outside.
Panic flooded his mind, temporarily cutting through the thick, hazy fog of his intense climax.
He forced his shaking hands to move, grabbing a large wad of toilet paper from the dispenser.
He quickly but clumsily wiped the thick, warm fluid off his ultra-sensitive cock and his pale thighs.
Every single touch of the rough paper against his raw skin sent electric shocks of afterglow pleasure shooting up his spine, making his legs wobble all over again.
He threw the messy paper into the bowl and immediately slammed his hand down on the flush button.
‘Whoosh.’ The loud rush of water swallowed the evidence just in time.
Gasping for air, Alex grabbed the waistband of his seamless underwear and tight spandex, yanking them both up over his hips.
The damp, sticky fabric clung uncomfortably to his still-twitching little brother.
"I... I'm fine!" Alex called out. He tried to sound normal, but his voice came out as a weak, trembling squeak.
He leaned heavily against the locked metal door, trying to catch his breath. "Just... just an upset stomach!"
But he had made a terrible miscalculation.
Flushing the toilet got rid of the visual proof, but it did absolutely nothing about the smell.
Because of his mutating body and the deep changes from the Ecdysis Phase, his release didn't smell like a normal guy's.
The thick, hot fluid he had just expelled was practically dripping with concentrated pheromones.
The air inside the small stall was instantly filled with an incredibly heavy, intoxicating scent, as footsteps continued to slowly approach his stall.
They stopped right outside his door.
For a long moment, it was completely quiet. Alex held his breath, pressing his back flat against the cool metal.
Sniff. He heard Lily take a deep, long breath right on the other side of the door. Then, she let out a soft, shuddering exhale.
"Hey...?" Lily murmured. Her voice had completely changed.
The cheerful, innocent concern from earlier was entirely gone. Instead, her voice was thick, hazy, and incredibly wet. The potent aphrodisiac in his sweet nectar had hit her body instantly.
"Lily, really, I'm okay," Alex lied desperately, squeezing his eyes shut. "You should go back to class. I'll be out in a minute."
"You... you don't sound okay," Lily whispered. Her hands planted flat against the outside of the door.
"And you smell... oh goddess, you smell so good." Alex could actually feel the faint vibration of her weight leaning against the metal. “Huh, why do you smell so good?”
"Ah..." Alex bit his knuckle. The burning heat from the Ember-Leaf extract was still locked in his skin, and hearing Lily's lust-filled voice was making his Yin-Serpent Mana Circuit flare up again.
To his absolute horror, his half-soft cock began to harden and throb against his wet underwear all over again.
The heat pooling in Alex’s lower belly was unbearable. His Yin-Serpent Mana Circuit was completely out of control, feeding on the burning Ember-Leaf extract and turning it into pure, unadulterated lust.
"I have to get out of here," Alex thought frantically, his mind racing. "But I can't walk out there like this."
His little brother was already standing at full attention again, pressing angrily against the damp fabric of his underwear.
If he stepped out of the stall, Lily would instantly see the bulge.
“I need to calm it down and get rid of the erection fast,” Alex grabbed the waistband of his shorts and underwear, violently shoving them back down to his knees.
He slumped down, sitting heavily on the commode.
His breathing was ragged as he wrapped his soft, pale hand around his throbbing, slick cock.
It was so insanely sensitive from the Ecdysis Phase that the simple touch of his own fingers made his back arch.
"Nnngh..." Alex bit his lip, starting to stroke himself.
He moved his hand quickly, desperately trying to force a second release just so the swelling would go down.
The remaining wetness from his first climax acted as a natural lubricant, making his hand glide smoothly up and down his hard shaft.
Every stroke sent wild, electric sparks of pleasure straight to his brain. It felt too good.
His soft chest heaved, his sensitive nipples rubbing against the tight sports bra with every breathless gasp.
"Are you... touching yourself in there?" Lily whispered from the other side of the door. Her voice sounded completely wrecked, heavy with a dark, hungry need.
The concentrated pheromones in the tiny space were practically suffocating, acting like a strong aphrodisiac on her body.
Alex could hear her scratching lightly against the metal door, her breathing wet and shallow.
"No! Just... give me a second!" Alex choked out, stroking himself faster. His hips jerked forward involuntarily.
He was so close to finishing again.
But then, disaster struck.