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Chapter 19 by Cevrik777 Cevrik777

What does Byleth say? What does she do?

She tells the truth...

“It’s okay, Hubert…” Byleth stated flatly. “I want him here.”

Another squeeze from Kostas.

It was rare to see the usually icy exterior of Hubert cracked just so, but as Byleth spoke, the shift was subtle. His eyes darted between the professor and the bandit, trying to discern what was happening, why the professor was allowing such a crooked and brutish thug to take advantage of her so. Was there **** involved? Was there some element he was missing or failing to understand? Surely, his professor was not earnest in her declaration…

Hubert took a step back, letting the faint shadows fade away from his hand. Something was at play here, but what exactly he could not tell. The Professor may have been his superior, but she was still a mystery, and had not yet earned his respect; unless she proved an enemy or ally to Lady Edelgard, he would simply let the situation be, despite his loathing for the brigand-turned-knight.

“… As you wish, Professor.”

And with that, he gave a short bow before departing towards the Nobles’ Dormitories.

Byleth stood completely still as Hubert left, Kostas still kneading the flesh in his palm. She had planned to get away, run, take shelter in Dorothea’s room perhaps - they were good friends, she would understand. Yet she had stayed. All it took was that single suggestion, that bit of encouragement from Kostas and everything came rushing back. She may have remembered the pleasure from before, but this body was not that one; it was renewed by the pulse and had undergone no such satisfaction. Byleth’s legs twisted together, her thighs contorting desperately as she knew what was going to happen yet again. What she *wanted* to happen yet again.

Hubert faded from view, leaving the two of them alone on the walkway. With no one else around, Kostas let out a low chuckle as he maneuvered his arm around her chest and drove the other into her waistline. Byleth’s legs buckled immediately, causing her to reach up around him for support, but finding an altogether more intense sensation as the brute cupped her groin. Her body almost melted into his, her head falling back as his breath hit her ear.

“I was worried at first, but I didn’t expect you to be this easy…”

She should have felt appalled, but it only made her sink back into him more.

“Let’s head inside, before anyone else shows up.”

Before she knew it, he had swept her up, his arms cradling her against his chest, and closed the door behind him…

What happens inside?

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