Yes.

E-19 hesitates a few more moments, then nods. She's still suspicious, but at least she's willing to risk it.

You smile, then look over your shoulder when you see E-19 look over at something behind you. Pink and Grey are looking over the other girls, talking loudly about who they're going to fuck next, their assisting Junior standing in the doorway stroking her cock, clearly hoping they'll invite her to join them. Most of the girls have left by now, and Pink and Grey don't seem to be very interested in any of the ones remaining behind.

You make a grimace. "Listen, I hate to push you into this, but I think you should give me a hand if you want to avoid those two right now. I've been talking to you here for a while and, well, they can get a bit possessive of their charges. If they don't see me using you they might cut in but if you're busy they'll probably go look for someone else..."

Shoulders drooping, E-19 slowly nods. "How do you want me?" She's resigned, but at least she's not resisting.

"What do you prefer?"

The question catches her completely off guard. Futas practically never ask girls how they want to be used, especially here at the Academy where they're being trained to be available when and how any of their superiors want, and her face reflects the struggle of hope and fear of betrayal in her mind.

You shrug and smile. "I told you. Not everyone's like them."

Hope wins out, and she nods, more confidently this time.

"Okay. So, uh, would it be okay if I, uh, just, uh, sucked you off? Like, not deep or anything?"

"That would be lovely."

Suspicion still clings to the corners of her eyes, but she nods again. "Okay."

She gets down on her knees on the wet floor, replacing your hand on your cock with her own. After a few hesitant strokes she gains more confidence, opening her mouth and extending her tongue to take your tip inside. She sucks softly, her eyes closed, both her hands stroking you slowly but with a nice rhythm.

"Take your time", you say, gently patting her head, moving a few strands of wet hair out of her face. "We're in no hurry."

She doesn't take more than your tip into her mouth, but she uses her tongue well and she's not bad with her hands either. You glance over your shoulder and see nearly everyone else has left. There's a couple of other girls drying off, and Lime chats with the Junior at the door, apparently convincing her it's okay to leave. She takes her place at the door, giving you a smile and a nod.

You look down at E-19 again, her eyes still closed and her face more relaxed now. According to her file she's highly resistant, but the slow dribble of precum leaking from the tip of your cock into her mouth must have some small effect, because you can see a faint blush of excitement growing on her cheeks and when you reach down to lightly fondle one of her breasts her nipple is hard.

"Good, that's very nice. Just keep going."

She takes you a little deeper, her tongue still swirling around the tip of your cock, tracing the edge. It's all very nice, but she's going a bit too slow to make you cum and you're on a schedule, so you move her hands away and start to stroke yourself while she sucks the tip of your cock.

"Keep going. Yes, just like that."

She's sucking harder now, suckling your cock while you stroke it faster. When she opens her eyes and looks up at you there's barely a trace of the sullen, suspicious expression she had before, and when you feel your orgasm approach and speed up your strokes she doesn't pull back. You gasp as you shoot a heavy load of cum into her sucking mouth, and she swallows quickly as spurt after spurt of your sperm hits her tongue. She keeps sucking even as you milk out the last few drops with your hand.

When you finally pull out she rises up again, giving you a proper curtsy this time.

"Thank you, Class Manager." It sounds like she means it, and though she's clearly not as affected by your pheromones as most girls would be she's much more relaxed than she was before.

The last of her classmates have left now so it's just you, her, and Lime by the door. You stroke her cheek, make as if to leave, then turn back.

"You know, we're about to get something to eat. You could join us if you'd like."

Again, a girl with lower resistance would have followed along without question, but 19 thinks for a few seconds before nodding. Obviously going back to her new classmates and rough Class Managers is something she'd prefer to avoid.

"Okay. Sure. I mean, yes, Class Manager."

She blushes a little and curtsies again, then picks up her things before following you and Lime out of the showers.