Chapter 13: Diddle the Uchiha! Do IT! R18

Basalin woke up and got out of bed. Memories came back and a rabid embarrassment and shame welled up inside his mind and heart.

"I lost control." He stated as he laid on his bed, slowly putting a hand on his forehead and then sweeping his hair back.

Getting out of bed, he noticed Roman had gotten up and left a plate of breakfast on the table. Smiling at his friend's kindness, Bas did his daily rituals. He searched around for his scroll, finding it on his couch. Looking at the date and time, he saw it was Saturday and 11:34 AM.

Eating his fill, he left his dormroom, wanting to apologize to his friends. He started to walk to the female dorms. He'd need to check in and announce his presence to enter, but Signal and Beacon dorms were lax in the separation of genders.

He came to Silvers' dorm and knocked. Footsteps sounded out, before a frazzled Silver opened the door. Her hair was everywhere, ironically making her look even more beautiful as she was now then when she had it in a hairdo. Her full lips pulled into a smile as she saw him at the door.

Silver lunged, and Bas had to resist the instinct to dodge and retaliate. Her body draped onto his shoulders, head nuzzling his neck and chin as she took in his scent. Removing her head from his shoulder, Silvers narrowed her eyes, looking at his face.

Bas opened his mouth to try and talk, only to be shut up in the most fitting way possible. Silvers sealed his mouth with a kiss, pressing her body against him in the most sensual way a sixteen year old could think of.

Basalin meanwhile was panicking. Like, all hands on deck panicking. His body sang at the attention of a female, his lower regions lit on fire and every instinct in his body yelled and screamed for mating.

An Iron Will freshly rested pushed back against the primal instinct.

Silvers pulled Basalin into the dormroom, dragging him to her bed and pushed him into it, before diving onto him before he could get out a word.

Both teens made out on the bed, sharing awkward and joyful smiles and playful skin-ship as more and more clothes came off.

Fifteen minutes passed of this, Basalin with his shirt off and Silvers without a bra, but still in a pair of grey sweatpants. Half naked, Silvers pecked at Basalin's neck, while he caressed her metallic grey hair. His eyes were closed, trying his hardest to push back against the ever rising lust and need inside his body.

Silvers gave one last kiss to his neck, before rising up and straddling his body. Perky breasts capped with soft pink buttons rose in the cool AC chilled room. A toned stomach with outlines of six abdominal muscles showed themselves on her core, while two arms of equally toned muscle stroked his own torso.

Her hands were marked and calloused from wielding a mace and great training. As she stroked his chest, her eyes followed each strand of muscle and how they contracted to her ministrations. Leaning down, she gave his lips a peck, only to be drawn into a full french kiss as her hair covered their actions. Metallic grey met a mix of white and black pepper, his hair making him look older.

"I... can't." He mummered, the words caught by her ears. Silvers smiled down at him and spoke the forbidden words.

"Why not?" Her lips trailed down his temple to his ear as she lightly bit his earlobe.

Basalin, who had largely been passive in the actions, slowly rose his left arm and warped it around her waist. His torso rose, core rippling at the action, and his right hand cupped a breast. His fingers played with the nipple swirling and pinching the flesh.

He then twisted the girl, now having her under him, and him over her.

He leaned down, fangs and mouth opening as he hovered over her. Purple and green liquid dripped down from his fang, dropping out of his mouth only to be swept away by a stray lash of his tongue. His scales around his orbitals brought out his eyes in a savage light. The dull lighting hiding imperfections and highlighting perfections.

Retracting his fangs and swallowing all his venom, Basalin captured his prey's lips, his eyes brightened as he stared down into her own smokey grey eyes. His hands traced her sides, fingers painting an image of his lover's body.

Retracting from the kiss and smiling at the whine of disappointment, Basalin kissed his way down to her chest. His tongue darted out, the elongated organ curling around a nipple before pulling. The strong pressure gave way to a lack of friction, and he enjoyed the ripple of flesh following the release. His ears buzzed at his partner's pants and moans. His hands getting their own fill as he caressed a sensitive ass, his fingers imprinting them roughly on the flesh.

He lurked further down, Bas's eyes and body suddenly coming alight as he stared down intently on her abs. Saliva was produced as he started to kiss and worship his fetish, watching as her navel and abs moved and contracted, before he finally got to where he wanted.

His fangs came out, him hooking them on the bands of Silvers' sweatpants. He pulled them down, Silver arching her legs to allow him to take them off.

Then he repeated the process with her panties, a pair of smart black, and he was greeted with luscious lips begging for attention.

His nose flared as he smelled her musk, before his tongue shot out and pierced the flower, unwilling to wait any longer for its sweet nectar. He smiled as he heard his partner shriek at his actions, his fingers caressing and digging into her ass as he held her hips up for his feast.

He angled his head upwards, gold and green meeting smokey grey. His eyes feasted on the sight of her abdominal muscles contracting and spazziming to his actions, her navel expanding and the smooth and hard earned muscle dancing.

He further watched her expressions, filled with a perverse glee as he watched her face go from satisfied, to ecstatic, to orgasmic and back to embarrassed due to her hair trigger. The constant red blush on her chest, neck, face, and ears only furthered his own pleasure and he had to resist grinding one out.

Finding her G-Spot was easy with a tongue like his and a girl as easy to read as Silvers. Focusing on that one spot with several experimental techniques brought her to orgasm, only for him to slow down and edge.

He chuckled at her whines and cries for him to finish her off, her begging making him harder. After five minutes of edging, he gave in to her pleading and enjoyed his feast.

Slurping up the last of the fem-cum, Basalin rose from his position and gave her quite the dominating sight. Basalin, now six-foot three at sixteen years towered over her even while kneeling on the bed. His torso was unrealistically well developed, and his eyes shone with lust.

"I... can stop." He said it like he was trying to convince himself.

Silvers didn't even hear him, too absorbed by the imprint of his cock pressing against his pants. Summoning strength she didn't even know she had at this point, she sat up and was suddenly face to groin, her nose tickled by a musk.

Bringing her face closer, she took a breath and was soon rubbing her nose against his crotch. Her hands grasped with his pants, ripping down his own black sweatpants to his knees, his underwear going with. Getting cockslapped, she was suddenly met with eight inches of man meat. Her tongue slipped out of her mouth as she started to lather the cock with saliva.

Basalin groaned in pleasure, his tongue hanging out of his mouth. Years of abstinence, years of blue balling, years of puberty. All for this!

Silvers gave him a sloppy blowjob, his cock throbbing at each touch and stroke. Taking the head into her mouth, she tried and failed several times in deep throating, only to gag.

"Just...use...your tongue. Its enough." Bas got out between moans.

Silvers complied, focusing on the head while she used her hand on the shaft. "Cu-" He wasn't able to warn properly as it rushed all too suddenly.

Silvers swallowed as much as she could, but years of back log and his own faunas volume meant hefty globs spilled out and onto her breasts and toned stomach.

Swallowing as much as she could, Silvers panted in satisfaction. Meanwhile, Bas was riding the most intense orgasm he'd ever experienced. Leaning down, Bas pushed Silvers back onto the bed, overshadowing her smaller form. His cock twitched and a desperate hiss sounded from his throat.

"More." Silvers muttered, her eyes dilated and wide. Basalin meanwhile was suffering his libido, his cock raging hard and balls churning.

Grabbing his cock, he started to guide it to Silvers' core, piercing past her lips and meeting no resistance. Her hymn taken from training long ago.

Sheathing himself fully, her tight quim quivering from the sudden fullness. Silvers whimpered and moaned equally from the rough taking of her virginity, while Basalin panted harshly at the pleasure his still sensitive tool gave him.

Pulling back and thrusting back in, his cock head pressed tightly against his lover's cervix. Moans that came from Silvers were muffled as he started to tongue fuck her oral cavity. His own tongue reached all the way back and into her throat.

His left hand grabbed her left wrist while his right grabbed her right. Bringing both wrists together, his right and larger hand pinned both wrists together while his left hand started to roam over her body.

His pace started to quicken as he got into a rhythm, his cock pounding into her groin. With a primal moan, Basalin knew he was going to cum, and with astounding quickness removed himself from her pussy, breaking the leg lock she had him in. Some form of rational instinct likely.

His cock throbbed, spraying ropes of cum and jizz over her toned abs and breasts.

Panting, he shimmied over to Silvers' head and draped his balls and cock over her chin. The poor girl, barely able to form a coherent thought saw cock and sucked cock.

As his lover cleaned him off, Basalin's cock didn't soften, and instead hardened. Silvers' noticed this fact and was unsure if she should be amazed or fearful.

"Trial by fire?" Basalin asked, his breath hard but smooth.

Silvers' cocked her head in question, lips full with his penis, but nodded anyways.

Grabbing his dick, Basalin rammed it into Silvers' mouth, pushing past the tongue and into her throat. Gag reflex and panic surged in the girl's mind, her hands tapping on his hips and thigh.

His hands supporting his weight on the bed frame pushed, removing his cock from her throat. "Breath, one, two, three." Then he dropped again. More panic, but Silvers' knew what he was doing by this point and simply went with it.

By the fifteenth rotation, Silvers no longer panicked, holding her breath as his cock throbbed in her throat, and in a few seconds she could breath again. "Cumming." Basalin grunted. He lowered himself into her throat, cock head throbbing inside it and making this girl caress it with her hand over the outline on her throat.

Hot jizz painted her insides, her cunt throbbing and pulsing as well. Removing himself from her throat and mouth, Basalin let a few strands paint her face as well.

Leaning and crawling back like a spider monkey, Basalin sat down as she made room for him with her legs. Gesturing towards himself, Silvers' scooted forward and impaled herself on his still hard cock. Both lovers moaned and hugged each other. Silvers' pressed her breasts on his chest, Basalin not minding the drying cum coating his own. He pecked her lips and started using his finger to collect globs of cum and feeding them to her.

Her hips rocked back and forth, slowly bring him to climax, before he tapped her and she got off to swallow another load. Still hard, but looking at Slivers' who was obviously beat, Basalin hugged her and big spooned her as he laid down on the bed. Shucking on some blankets, he used his magic to create a weak form of telekinesis and brought his scroll over to him. He checked the time.

2:03 PM. Humming he set an alarm for five PM and started to go to bed.