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Note this will be set up chapter, for the next R18 chapter.
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Leon begins to head to the gathering from the infirmary. The late afternoon sun still had some heat in it, as the bugs buzzed with activity. Eventually arriving at the room, somewhere around 6pm he knocks.
"Leon, your finally here, come in" Victor quickly opens the door, revealing a boisterous atmosphere. Victor had the luck of getting a room without a room-mate, giving it a spacious feel. In the middle, Albert and Lydia were on the floor, cups in their hands.
"Is that a bottle of alcohol, I didn't think you could have them here" seeing a large glass bottle in the centre he remarks.
"Ssshhh, Leon, Victor said its a secrett." 'Hicup' Albert responds with a slur.
"Come sit down over here Leon" getting up off the floor Lydia grabs Leon's hands and drags him over. Leon scans the room before being sat. Victor had somehow managed to put up a whole lot poster with risqué images of the female teachers.
"You like em? As a fellow brother, you can have this" Victor seeing Leon looking around the room hands him a pocket size booklet before sitting down.
"Victor is empty, lets pour some more drinks. Also what pervy things are handing Leon?" Albert pushes his cup forward.
"Yeah don't corrupt my little Leon" putting on a stern face that one couldn't help but call cute she scolds Victor.
"Alright, Alright. Now that Leon is here, how about another round of drinks" Victor enjoying himself at the drunk antics of Albert and Lydia was quietly chuckling.
'Do they get drunk easier because they are smaller or did they just drink way too much' Leon was thinking to himself while Victor poured out four cups.
"Drink up Leon." Lydia having grabbed one of the cups, held it with two hands and brought it towards Leon's lips.
'I had decided to not have another drink after last time' with his slight slight hesitation, Lydia's lips trembled.
'Ah forget, I suppose I can have a couple.' with his surrender, Lydia gives a big smile and tips the cup to his mouth.
The hard liquor flows into his throat, leaving him with a burning sensation. Feeling that the pace was too slow he grabs the cup and downs the rest.
"Hooray, good job!" wanting to pat Leon's head but unable to reach from a seated position, she props herself up on her knees to do so. Her light touch gives Leon a slightly fuzzy feeling. Sitting back down, she starts sipping on her drink
"Hooray!" Albert joins in the celebration a bit late, raising his cup up high.
The antics of the two causes a laugh from Victor.
With another hour or so passing, with the group gossiping and chatting about their first few days at the academy, they eventually begin to wind down.
"How can that bitch, say those things about our cutie Leon? Huh, hey are you listening?" Lydia now very tipsy was talking to the currently sleeping Albert.
With that, Victor thought it was best to put an end to their party.
"I will clean up and take Albert next door, do you want to take Lydia home?"
'That's probably a good idea, she shouldn't stay here and I don't know if she would make it back by herself'
"Yeah, I will take her home" walking over to Lydia he starts speaking "Come on Lydia, its time to go home."
"Ugh, I don't want to go home, I want to drink more" she voices her displeasure.
"We already drank it all, so lets go."
Bumbling about she mumbles something like "bet it was Albert" before standing up.
Making sure she doesn't fall, he heads to the door. Opening the door with a big poster titled 'family' were there is a single man on the coach surrounded by black beauties. Giving a slight stare at Victor, they head through the door.
The pair slowly walked through the lit path, the temperature rather nice, gave it a peaceful feel. The reason for their lack of progress could be attributed to their hold. Leon was supporting her with his right hand while she was wrapped around him, her chin and small chest were rubbing into his sides.
"Hmm, you smell funny?"
"I do?" slightly surprised by her sudden question he responds.
"Yeah, theirs your usual one and then there's something else."
'What?'
"Leon have you been hanging around other women?"
Leon maintains silence, unable to decide what the best truthful response would be.
"Leon" in a soft and shaky voice she says. "Do you like them bigger?"
'What is this ambush?' Thinking about the question, he eventually comes up with his answer: "variety is best in life."
The comment leaves Lydia in thought for some time as they reach the girls' dorm.
With them reaching the target, Lydia removes her hands from his waist. Putting them behind her back she walks forward a few steps before turning around. A seriousness replacing her usually bubbly eyes.
"Leon, I want to say something."
Her seriousness tone sobers Leon from the drinks he had, causing him to focus.
"I know right now you are so far ahead of me, and for now I can only learn. But, I intend to become as strong as you. When that happens, would you be mine?"
With her declaration she scampers away into the dorm.
'She is a bit scary when drunk' flabbergasted by how their walk turned out, he stands still in the night for some.
Coming back to his sense, he heads back. Getting to his room he sees, Albert fast asleep.
Lighting a candle, he holds it in his left hand while he sits down on his bed. His right hand fidgets in the pocket to fetch what Victor gave him.
'Now what is this' flicking through the notebook, he quickly figures out. Having seen a variety of 'positions' and 'tips' he can't help but call it a sex guidebook.
Chucking it under the pillow, he puts out the candle and goes to bed.
Come the middle of the night, he finds himself woken up. Feeling rather hot under the blankets, he opens he eyes to take them off. Only he finds something else in front of him.
'Collar, jiggling mounds of desert with cherry tips, fluffy ears?'
He had woken up to the naked figure on top of him. The woman's eyes burning with a passion. He quickly props himself up and places his hand over her mouth, to prevent any noise.
This action just provokes her into biting. 'ahh!' he angrily stares at her before placing a finger to his lips, telling her to be quiet.
Seeing her give a slight nod, he squirms his way out. Standing up, he uses his finger to suggest her to follow him.