You are caught by surprise as straps fly up from the sides of the chair and lock themselves into place around your arms, leaving you trapped. On instinct you struggle against the bonds, but find it to be a fruitless endeavor. You turn your head sharply towards Ms. Knowledge when she closes her book with an audible snap.

“You really are interesting...far too interesting to just allow Remilia to have you all to herself." Ms. Knowledge places her book on the sidetable and rises languidly from her chair, looking you over with an interested gaze.

"It's a rare enough occasion for a man to come to this library, and those who do are almost always ensared by Koakuma's charm." She pulls her outer robe off, leaving her in nothing but a nightgown that you are suddenly aware is not quite as loose as first glance would imply.

"Yet, here you are. Not only did you resist Koakuma's temptation, but you perservered against that monochrome, mushroom obsessed, poor excuse for a Wizard when you came to deliver my books to me." She's standing in front of you now, her arms crossed under her bust, bringing your gaze to it before you force your eyes away.

Her thumb begins to idly stroke your face, and you unconsciously lean into it, bringing a smile to her face as your feel your own grown increasingly warm. Ms. Knowledge leans forward, her face now just a scant few inches away from your own. “You did something good for me, Nanashi.” Her other hand reaches out and takes hold of the back of your head, “Allow me to return that favor.” Then, without another word, the distance between the two of you is closed.

So soft…that is the only though running through your mind as Ms. Knowledge takes away your first kiss. Moving with speed and grace her tired attitude had not implied, she quickly straddles you and holds you firmly in place, one hand behind your head and another behind your back. You feel something apply pressure to your closed lips and…

It is a strange sensation to have another tongue in your mouth, you note to yourself. Strange, but not unpleasant, you’re surprised to admit. Her tongue quickly finds your own and sets about the task of establishing its dominance, an act that leaves you rather tongue tied. Ms. Knowledge tightens her grip on you, pulling the two of your closer together. You feel two warm, sizable mounds of flesh press into your chest. The hand on your back begins to press points on your back seemingly at random. However, with each touch the feelings running through your body grown stronger and your mind becomes hazier.You shudder and begin to subconsciously move to match Ms. Knowledge’s attempts.
However, her tongue quickly and decisively reasserts its dominance over your own amateurish attempts. Twisting, pressing, intertwining, your lingua dances with Ms. Knowledge’s own as she leads you in an intricate oral waltz. The kiss seems to have no beginning and no end, and you find that you’ve no real desire for it to end.

Ms. Knowledge pulls back, a thin line of saliva still connecting the two of your mouths together. You stare up at her, still not really able to articulate anything right now, a matter that only become further complicated when she cups your crotch with one of her hands and gives it a gentle squeeze, “Hmm, you’re a healthy boy for your age, aren’t you?” She idly licks her lips, “It would be rather poor manners of me to get you all wound up like I have and that no help…relive that pressure, wouldn’t it?” She begins to gently but firmly massage your member through your pants, looking you in the eye the whole time, “But…I’ll only do it if you ask for it.”

CHOICE TIME
[ ] Ask for it.
[ ] Beg.
[ ] Kiss her.

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After bugging him to do it for forever, Nobody finally got around to writing more smut. Enjoy~