SSS Ranked Taboo Student

'Use 1 Lune Drop'

[Skin contact with target required.]

'Makes sense.'

Observing her brunette hair, Max had an idea.

"Excuse me- you've got something struck in your hair."

Stepping to her side, he gently swiped her hair before she could react and made skin contact with her neck.

Taken aback by Max's abrupt, unexpected action. Sloane was about to give the daring youth a deep glare.

However-

"Ahhh-." The moment she tried to tilt her head, a soft quavering moan escaped her lips.

Her whole body was overridden by the spike of pleasure following Max's touch that her legs gave in.

Fortunately Max reacted in time and caught her by the waist.

"Are you okay?"

With a voice that lacked pretense, Max got her other arms and placed it across his shoulders.

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

However, instead of calming down she moaned out loud even more.

'Shit.'

Realizing what was happening, Max let go of her arm.

And like he expected she stopped inhaling and exhaled the pent up pleasure.

It had only been an intrusive thought to activate his second ability [Fantasy Hands] at the same time he applied the [Lune Drop] without expecting what would happen next.

"Are you okay?" Max asked once more.

"Huh? Hmmm– I think so."

She blinked a few times, doubt visible in her eyes before being replaced by embarrassment.

'To I think I moaned from a single touch, from a teenage youth?'

Sloane's cheeks flared with a red tint. Shame in her heart, she couldn't resist the urge to glance at Max's eyes.

However, to her surprise his eyes were filled with the same calmness as to when she found him with the girls earlier. As if hinting that he's got everything under control.

'He looks very handsome.' Realizing this up close, Max's sudden movement broke her thoughts.

"Okay." He spoke, acknowledging her words as his arm loosened around her waist.

Watching him take a step back, Sloane realised how awkward she acted and quickly turned her head away by pretending to adjust her dress.

5, 7, 10 seconds passed and the awkward tension in the air rose by an unimaginable margin.

Knowing fully well what he had done, Max merely waited.

Before him, Sloane was going through a silent pleasurable torture.

Not only did she feel more horny each passing second, her thoughts were turning more deranged. And in any fantasy she imagined, she envisioned the youth behind her despite just meeting him.

Unable to bear the silence any longer she spoke up.

"Do you know… In order to get this noiseless sound proofed comfort, the Elevator is three times slower than what it should be?"

Holding the silence, Max took his time and curtly responded.

"... No."

"I see."

The elevator resumed into silence but the air got even more heated.

Whilst, Max gave a silent nod and observed the interior.

It had a pure silver wall and one single chrome button that glowed faint blue. And a strip of light that ran along the ceiling.

"Humm… Do you want to touch me?"

Her voice filled with doubt, the lady said slightly nudging her shoulders.

"... What do you mean?"

Max took his moment, not outright jumping on the offer as to leave a good memory track if all this was over.

Unexpectedly, Sloane exhaled and turned to face him unable to contain the lust in her heart.

"Do you want to touch me? You know, feel my body?"

Though she tried to hide it with a casual tone, Max read her body language which said otherwise.

'It must be very moist down there.'

To think he could easily subdue the cold nonchalant lady he met barely ten minutes ago into asking him to feel her out, Max felt his whole swell with a pompous feeling of power.

'Easy.'

Restraining his emotions, Max realized it would be more convincing if he acted less confident than he usually was.

"I'm not sure…"

There was a vivid change on her face when he halted his sentence.

"Your hands?"

The seething lust in her eyes glinted upon hearing him say this.

"Here."

In order to tame her lust she couldn't rush things with the youth and agreed with his physical touch while mentally progressing with a plan in her head.

"Hmmmm-" she exhaled with satisfaction the moment he grabbed her hand.

However, knowing he already deactivated his [Fantasy Hands], Max furrowed his brows and questioned her sanity.

"Hmmmm-" she deeply inhaled and opened her eyes to see his raised brows.

"My skin becomes sensitive the hornier I get." Rushing to say these words, her face flushed.

"Okay."

His doubt cleared, Max nodded and kept holding her hand without making any move.

"Thank you." She said, secretly gritting her teeth to ease the feel of moisture trailing down her thighs.

'Damn it.'

"Do you want to feel my boobs?" Her voice sounded like a whisper, hoarse and carnal with a deep breath taken in between.

This time she stared pleadingly at his face.

'In any case, I can't act like I am eager for this. Drugs walk in mysterious ways. Her sober self might later want to piece the clue.'

So instead of saying yes,

"Do you want me to feel them?"

Max asked her the same question.

Taken aback by Max's question, she realized he was being cautious and bit her lips.

"Yes, I do ."

With that being said she quickly directed Max's hand to cup her boobs.

"Ahhhhh." Letting out a moan afterwards.

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