Unexpected

"What the fuck?"

Staring at the ceiling of her dorm room with her air conditioner on full blast a young woman panted heavily on the floor with her face flushed red.

When her mother had warned her that Yokai Academy was a place that can personify unpredictability Mizore Shirayuki had taken it with a grain of salt.

Seeing an unsealed Vampire (what else could she be with that kind of energy radiating off of her and blood red slit eyes?) dragging a naked girl like she was the catch of the day with half naked guy thrown over her shoulder made her feel like her mother had undersold her warning.

Mizore had been minding her own business sketching in her scrapbook while enjoying the peace and quiet behind some shrubs when she had caught sight of the...spectacle. It didn't help that she knew the trio from her homeroom class.

Moka Akashiya, a Vampire who turned heads seemingly without realizing it.

Kurumu Korono, an attention hungry bimbo who made an artform of trying to cause said Vampire to burst into flames with her glare alone.

Tsukune Aono, a guy who seemed way out of his depth, had an obvious crush on Moka, and (much to Mizore's chagrin) somehow managed to bring out bittersweet memories she rather not remember.

Also of note, Moka and Tsukune were the slaves of Jin Dhusirdrie.

Before she knew it she had followed the Vampiress and her cargo back to her room just to sate her curiosity on just what the hell was going on. Thankfully Moka seemed too annoyed to bother observing her surroundings, or just didn't care to be on the look out, so following her wasn't even a sweat.

Some might say she was stalking. She would retort it was only stalking if she got caught.

She was eventually stymied by the fact Moka went to her dorm room to sort out the situation with her two captives. Mizore frowned, not willing to let this go. She had been far too curious about the situation to just walk away.

Thankfully there was an air vent just large enough for her to fit inside. With that she moved as quickly and quietly as possible while she navigated her way through the air ducts.

Before long she found Moka and her captives(?)...along with others she noted with a blush.

Jin Dhusirdrie had been sitting on a bed naked with both a dark purple single braided haired woman and someone Mizore hadn't seen until now wearing the dark-skinned young man's cum on their faces while they cleaned him up.

The newcomer had lightly tanned skin, short frizzy golden brown hair, saffron colored eyes and DD-Cup. Since she was kneeling Mizore couldn't be too sure on her height but she was clearly taller than average and had some muscle on her. She wore blue cargo pants, a blue tube top and denim jacket. Of note was a small cut across her nose.

"What's this?" Jin asked the Vampire, apparently only just taking note of the situation. Moka sighed before explaining while she eyed the pair she dragged here in obvious distaste.

By the time she finished Mizore was doing her best to keep her sucker in her mouth while she wondered just what the hell Kurumu was smoking to think that she could take out a Vampire in a straight up fight? Sure Sex Demons could get stronger if they did the deed but from what she was sensing whatever she got from Tsukune wasn't all that impressive of a boost. From what Moka said they must've only done it once and the guy was out like a light.

Meanwhile Jin eyed the girl with braided hair, Misty, with a flat look while said girl did her best to hold a look of innocence on her face. She even used a burst of magic to give herself a halo.

"Well?" Jin asked, clearly unaffected by her attempt. Misty pouted.

"I didn't see the harm in a little joke! Besides he was the one who fell for it! I mean cmon why would they care if he was dancing or naked in a circle! He isn't even a good dancer! It's not my fault he's too stupid to have common sense!" She whined.

"In other words he was the perfect victim for you, huh Tiny." The tanned woman sighed in exasperation. From her tone this sounded like a regular occurrence.

"Eheh! You know me so well Zega!" Misty giggled sheepishly while scratching the side of her head.

"Did you at least do your assigned task?" The only conscious male in the room asked with **** patience. That got a more serious look on the girls face.

"Of course I did Master. All he had to do was get in the circle for a minute. Since we don't have an artifact I had to resort to a more generalized method. His essence is now filtering throughout the nesscesary planes to gain the attention of various entities."

"Really?" Moka asked not hiding her skepticism. Misty nodded emphatically.

"Think of it like throwing a chum bucket into the ocean to get a shark's attention. I can't guarantee he'll get a Patron who's interested in forging a pact with him to show up but at the very least they'll want to see what the source is. By this time next week I'll be ready perform the ritual. After that hopefully whatever shows up will be willing to work with him."

'Patron?!' Today was Suprise Mizore Day apparently. Seriously it was ridiculous! The only beings a Patron would bond with were Humans because of the potential they held to properly hold and use their power. Every reported try of when monsters attempted to forge a pact their energies would clash and any number of horrific fates would happen. So did that mean Tsukune was-

"So the Human will be able to at least try?" Zega unintentionally confirmed Mizore's thoughts. Seeing Misty nod vigorously she had turned to Jin "Seeing as she at least did the job you gave her, sir, do you think you can cut her some slack? You did warn him not to do anything stupid before you sent him out with her."

Jin took a while to think it over before nodding. "Very well. I'll let it pass." He turned to give Misty a pointed look, "How you treat him is your business but keep in mind that your fun is not to interfere with my plans. Am I clear?"

"Yes my wonderfully wonderful Master!" She squealed before clinging to him, "I've been such a good servant tho~. Maybe you can reward me. Please~♡?"

"Stop talking." Jin said before dragging her onto the bed with Zega and Moka not to far behind.

What followed felt like a blur, yet at the same time the hidden Yuki-onna could see everything clearly, as if it were all in slow motion. What made it worse was Mizore couldn't move her hands to relieve herself even if she wanted to.

Jin fucked women in class regularly but she had been able to avoid looking. Or at least not look directly at the acts. Looking at them with the windows reflection hadn't prepared her for this!

She could've left. They hadn't seen her. Hadn't heard her. She could've gotten away but instead it was as if she had been seized by her own ice. It wasn't until they'd finally had their fill of each other, panting in a tangled mess of their limbs, and covered in each other's fluids that she finally retreated but the damage had already been done.

She'd seen everything.

"Fuck~." Mizore's hands tore at her clothes throwing them around her room. Her sweatshirt and skirt tossed away to a corner while her feet kicked off her shoes at the door.

Jin had Misty upside down, her shoulders resting on the mattress. She kicked, squealed and thrashed in ecstasy while his mouth practically made out with her lower lips. Zega added to her pleasure by biting, licking and groping her B-cup breasts. Moka meanwhile attended to Jin's cock, sucking it into her mouth.

Mizore rubbed her clit through her soaked blue and white stripped panties. Her other hand rubbed her bra covered breast as more images filled her mind.

Zega had wrapped her massive tits around his shaft with her tongue lapping at his lower head. Her hips moved back and forth against his leg as she humped his leg. Moka moaned into his mouth as she rode his fingers. Misty was all but worshipping his upper body as she licked her way up and down his torso.

"Ahhhhh~!" Mizore threw her head back as she finally came but her fingers refused to stop. Her mind was unable to stop the flood of memories.

Moka rode Jin's lap with her legs locked around his waist. The two sloppily traded spit like they were trying to drink the other dry. Zega and Misty meanwhile were fingering each other both moaning furiously as they watched the pair.

The Yuki-onna tore her bra off as she groped her tits roughly. When it wasn't enough she brought her tit to her mouth to lick and suck. Her other hand slipped under her panties rubbing her outer lips.

Jin hammered his cock into Zega while she layed down on her side. One of her long legs was thrown over his shoulder holding it to his chest with one hand while the other smacked and groped her tanned breast. She meanwhile had her head thrown back cursing like a sailor as one hand almost tore at the sheets while the other rubbed her clit. Misty occupied herself with greedily slurping up Moka's creampied cunt with Moka returning the favor while they were in a sixty-nine.

"HMMMMMM~" Mizore's head flew back as her orgasm hit her. But she was still not satisfied as her hand created sharp blades of ice to cut her ruined underwear away.

Moka and Zega scissored each other on the bed. The two were practically wrestling with each other as they fought for the dominant position. Biting and scratching like a pair of animals. Over with Misty Jin had her screaming like a bitch in heat. The petite woman was held in the air by her legs begging him to never stop fucking her while her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her tongue hung from her mouth like dog.

Mizore some how found herself half way on her bed. One hand clung to the sheets like a life line with the other pumping her fingers into her twat. The images hit her nonstop as if the memories refused to let her rest. Cumming over and over as each scene replayed in her mind.

Jin putting Moka into a mating press.

Jin holding Zega by her arms as he fucked her from behind.

Jin laying back while Misty bounced herself on his cock.

"Jin! Jin! Jin! Jin! Jin! Jin! JinJinJinJinJinJinJinJinJinJinJiiiiiiiiiiiiin~♡!" Mizore shuddered fitfully as her (mercifully) final orgasm hit her.

She had no idea how long it lasted or how long she lay there basking in the aftermath. Eventually she was able to find the strength to stumble to her shower to clean herself up.

When she felt she was clean enough she made her way to her discarded sweat shirt before pulling her scrapbook.

The rest of her day was spent naked in bed sketching her new target.