Focus on teaching Pyrrha (and ask a hard question)

'That's new...'

Cardin expected that the ring will grow hot, the activation of the ring's power. He noticed it before when he convinced Pyrrha that he is the perfect mentor regarding anything sexual. The ring has the power to change minds, but why did it grow cold instead of warming up? He already had an idea on how to activate it. Did he do it wrong?

It seemed that his father forgot to tell him a few more important details.

He has to think about it later. Right now, he's in the middle of a private class.

"You're cock is so... delicious..." Pyrrha's once immaculate face was now soaked in her saliva as she sucked his cock for his cum. "So big... so..." She moved from a hesitant virgin that gave his tip a chaste kiss into a cock-hungry slut that gobbled his length as if her life depended on it. She was braced on his legs, her arms on his thighs to take in more of his length. She stared at him as her tongue climbed from the base of his shaft to the tip, his cock sliding on her gorgeous face.

When they began, Pyrrha was the one who was more concerned with being caught in the act. But here she was between a man's legs, noisily slurping on his fat, delicious, exquisite member. If someone was to see him, they would not believe that the famous Pyrrha Nikos, a champion known for her calm demeanor and grace, was on her knees sucking a cock in public. They'd think it's another shameless whore doing her business.

Speaking of which...

Their little hideaway was a small partition surrounded by tall hedges. If someone was to stand at the sole entrance to their little room, they could be easily seen. That could spell disaster to both of them. He doesn't really care if someone was to see him naked. He had nothing on his body to be ashamed of after all. Pyrrha, however, has more to lose. It would be a scandal for her, and she might get the boot even if it's her first day in Beacon. It would be a waste to lose her now.

"C'mere Pyrrha." Cardin cupped Pyrrha's cheek before he pulled her into his lips, with her meeting it with fervent lust. Their tongues coiled together until both of them are on their feet. Her hands never left his member, still pleasing his shaft with his skilled fingers. His hands squeezed on her firm, yet bountiful buttocks which earned him a pleased moan from Pyrrha. He pulled her close, with her raising her leg to wrap around his. "Are you loving this so far?"

"Ye-yes..." Out of breath from their torrid kissing, her lips planted more on his nape up to his cheek, before her tongue intertwined with his own again. "I want more, Cardin! Please..." She pleaded, her hot breath tickled his neck.

"But you said that you don't want to get caught? I'd hate to imagine the scandal if someone sees you like this..." When she heard him, panic grew in her emerald eyes.

"I don't really care about my fame!" Pyrrha confessed desperately to him, "I hated it! If it wasn't for it, I would have been treated like a normal girl!" Her fists trembled on his chest as she continued. "I want to feel good! Please make me feel good..." Her lips trembled, Tears threatened to roll down her cheeks. "Please don't abandon me..."

Cardin stared at her tight-lipped, his expression stiff. He was surprised by a couple of things.

The first was the ring. During Pyrrha's confession, instead of a hot sensation, it felt colder and colder, until he started to feel numb on his finger. That was definitely a new development. From what he gathered so far, it only grew cold when she answered his question.

The second was her confession. With aid from the ring, she was able to speak her mind and pour out her deepest wishes. She was afraid of being put on a pedestal, to be treated as different due to her name and fame. She may have had experienced with sycophants, friends who want to share on her limelight. That part was something he could easily get passed easily. He doesn't really care if she was famous.

Try as he might, he cannot convince himself anymore not to feel guilty to what he had already done to her. He always wanted to be better than everyone. He might as well take a step in the right way.

"I won't abandon you, Pyrrha." His hands rested from her rump to her hips, as he looked directly into her eyes. "I made a promise, didn't I? I said that I would teach you how to be better at sex." She had her full attention, never even noticing that he removed the magic ring from his finger. "What if we make it official?" His chest might have been beating so loud that she could feel it in her hands.

Despite being taller, he felt really small. His cheeks burned, his eyes could not look into hers.

"Would you go out with me?"

Without the ring's power, she will snap out of its control. She will reject him, ask him what she was doing so close to him, and why his dick was out and between them. She will run, and he will be left alo-

A kiss interrupted his thoughts.

"Yes."