A noticeable bit

"Annette, come up here and lick my pussy till the end of the lecture." Byleth announced, the short bookish redhead squealed a little as she jumped up and almost tripped as she got in front of Byleth. Kneeling, Annette hiked up her teacher's skirt and started lapping happily, ignorant that her near tripping had flashed the entire class her naked ass and rear. Sylvain has taken a good long look at that.

Deciding to spice up the class a bit more, Sylvain took out his book and started writing again.

Because this is the first time Bernadetta and Hilda have been present in class, Byleth will let Sylvain select two classmates - one to lick Hilda clean, the other to strip and have Bernie in their lap for the rest of class. Both girls will physically follow through the tasks with enthusiasm, but feel about it like they're doing a tedious chore.

Sylvain grinned as he looked back up at the professor.

Ingrid was fuming at Sylvain. She saw him drink in Annette's bare ass. No underwear my be a new school rule, but that wasn't an excuse to just ogle it like a piece of meat. Between that and all those girl's dorms, he really needed a talking to! And no, she wasn't jealous or sore because she'd had a crush on him for years and he was to dense to notice! Shut up!

"S-Sylvain..." Ingrid looked back at the professor as she said his name. "Since t-thiiiiis is the first - ooooh! - time here for Bernadetta and your sex doll, why don't you p-pick a c-cooOOOouple students to help them with their neeEEEEEEds~?" She managed to say between moans as Annette found her sweet spots beneath her skirt.

Ingrid was getting more frustrated by that comment. Why was she letting Sylvain pick for tho-

"Ingrid, could you clean Hilda?"

Oh come on! Ingrid fumed but sighed as HIlda walked over, the pegasus knight licking the sex doll's waist first before moving down her leg. This wasn't exactly her idea of a good time, and Sylvain seemed to be making up his mind on who would be Bernie's seat... if you're going to be doing this, can you at least be decisive!?

She had hoisted Hilda's legs up and was licking her inner thigh when Sylvain had made his decision.

"Hapi."

Ingrid paled a bit, not stopping her licking as she approached Hilda's sex. Please don't-

"All right, Sylvain." *siiiiiiiiiiiigh*

Ingrid's eyes started rolling back as the arousal hit her, the need to clean Hilda conflicting with her new powerful need to masturbate. Before her arousal overtook her sight, she saw the professor masturbating with Annette's head as she leaned against the chalkboard. The Blue lion almost dropped Hilda, before Sylvain's sex doll helpfully clamped her thigh's around Ingrid's head, even helping her ply her own leaking snatch as the moaning students lost awareness before their climax.