WFT 09

World’s Fluffiest Teacher

09: In Which Raine Makes Questionable Decisions

Drunk Raine was… distracting, to say the least. It was like every one of the woman’s inhibitions went out the window, and it was frankly difficult to deal with. Right now, the woman was singing some… perverted sea shanty in English. It honestly sounded good, but Prismata had concerns.

“Oh the caaaptain’s daughter Charloette,”

“She was born a harlot!”

“Her thighs at night were smooth and light,”

“But by morning they were painted lily white!”

“Prismatia! Singsh with me!” Raine said, grabbing at Prismatia’s arm as they walked. That was another thing. Drunk Raine was… grabby.

“Raine, you’re singing in English, if I let you keep singing that’s basically casting Arousal on everyone that can hear it—” Prismatia sighed. Really, she wouldn’t mind, but they were going through the halls of the castle at the moment and she really couldn’t afford to cause an impromptu public orgy… again.

“The Captains’s wife was Mabel,”

“She was ready, willing, and Able,”

“On the floor, behind the door,”

“Or under the kitchen table!”

“For fuck’s sakes you don’t have to remind me about my wife!” the masculine voice of Professor Matheyeus called out angrily from his room as Raine ignored Prismatia entirely to keep singing.

“Silence,” Prismatia said, hurriedly, feeling the local mana already starting to respond to Raine’s singing. She wasn’t going to let the horny win, not now after she’d been showing so much restraint with the younger woman.

Raine continued singing, seemingly unaware she could no longer be heard. At least the gathering magic responding to her increasingly bawdry song slowly eased without her words to give it guidance.

That did not, however, stop the very distracting wiggling and nuzzling. Frankly, it was all Prismatia could do to focus and slowly troop towards Raine’s quarters. It’d be a relief when she could drop the squirmy little vixen on her bed and run.

It took five minutes of some very tempting and frustrating squirming and attempts to keep singing and hollering to get Raine to her room, whereupon Prismatia removed the silence spell. She gently set the fox in her bed and prepared to tuck her into the covers, when the younger woman suddenly gasped.

Rain sat up, looking intensely at Prismatia. “Wait. You reschued me, r–right?” she slurred, the drunkenness still very present in her tone even if she had mustered focus to look deeply into Prismatia’s eyes.

Meanwhile, her hand had wandered up Prismatia’s hip and was sitting there. Squeezing.

“Yyees?” Prismatia asked, tilting her head to the side as she firmly ignored Raine’s grabby hands. Where was her student going with this?

Raine spoke slowly, as if willing herself to think and speak clearly. “Then, that means… I’m a damsel in distress. And I was rescued by a dragon,” she announciated, before blinking and giving an unladylike snort. “Take that literary tropes,” she laughed, before slapping her cheeks and looking back at Prismatia.

Was it just Prismatia, or was the drunken flush on Raine’s cheeks intensifying?

Raine nodded, as if steeling herself as her train of thought finally came home. “Then, doesn’t the maiden usually give their rescuer a kiss?” she said, gaze very clearly going to Prismatia’s lips as she licked her own lips.

Time slowed down, or perhaps Prismatia’s thoughts sped up. She didn’t want to discourage this affection from her divinely ordained fiancee, but the woman was drunk. She had to gently tell her no, somehow. Should she tell Raine that she’d rescued herself? Well, it was true, but she didn’t know how the fox woman would take that. Should she use Raine’s drunkenness as an excuse? Before she could find a solution, Raine leaned in close.

This paralysis became even worse as Raine reached up, grabbing Prismatia by the cheeks to bring her face closer. Time was running out to stop this. Fuck, what was she going to do? Time seemed to slow even further, Raine’s face getting closer in slow motion. “Quick, you useless lizard, think of something,” she thought. “You have to think of something—”

Raine darted forward, pressing her lips against Prismatia’s in a surprisingly chaste kiss that nonetheless left warmth radiating from her lips. The scent of alcohol and fox, too, but warmth as well.

“Hee, sneak attack,” Raine giggled, before falling on her bed and promptly snoring. There were maybe three seconds between sneaky vixen playfulness and unconsciousness.

Prismatia’s mind went blank— it was hardly the most skilled or experienced kiss she’d gotten, but it was genuine and full of enthusiasm, and that counted for a lot. The ‘sneak attack’ aspect helped as well, she thought, when she regained the capacity to think.

Almost without thinking about it, she found herself tucking Raine in and leaving the kitsune’s room in a daze.

Outside, she saw Professor Matheyeus, dressed in his sleep suit which was only distinguishable from his work suit by the crescent moon on it, standing there. “See you got your student to bed before she sparked a public orgy, Headmistress. I was, oh, wait. Are you okay? You look almost… flustered,” he said, voice filled with disbelief.

“I feel like I won, but I also lost. That tricky fox got one over on me,” Prismatia admitted, and her voice came out breathier and more dreamy than she’d intended.

“Right. Well, you seem to have things in hand. Do tell your student she is invited to attend lecture tomorrow. If her English is already that good to have correct pronunciation in verse, then she would be quite something, I think. Plus, I think you’ve kept her in your shadow at the academy long enough, don’t you think? Consider it,” Matheyeus said, waving Prismatia off as he returned to his own room further in the castle.

“I’ll consider it. Her Bussin is fluent enough now that she shouldn’t be a walking storm of wild magic,” Prismatia said, shaking her head softly and smiling as she walked away. “Goodnight, Professor Matheyeus.”

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AN:

HiddenMaster: Raine is a sneaky foxxo, stealing a kiss like that.

But yeah, drunken sea shanties are fun and very often copyright free, funny how that works.

BookDragon: fox is full of floof and crime. One day she will be full of wife, perhaps.

HiddenMaster: Lewd and crude, Dragon. Lewd and crude.

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