Ember gave a soft eep, her six tails tucking between her legs as she turned towards the source of the voice. She thought she knew exactly who it was.
"I left a note on your desk, asking you to meet me in the staff room."
It was the Flygon. He was grinning truimphantly, blocking her off as the rest of the students filed out. The doors closed, leaving them both in the school. Alone.
"I-I... didn't see it..."
"Unfortunate, that. I hadn't planned on the fire alarm. It's not a real fire, though... just a drill."
Ember looked up at him. He was looming over her, a couple of inches away from her. His cock, still hard, was right in front of her snout, just where he wanted it. Ember wasn't sure if it was where she wanted it... but the scent of it filled her mind, the Flygon's pheremones getting to her.
"So, little miss... tell me your name."
It wasn't a friendly quetion. It was a command.
"E-ember..."
"Ember, hm? A nice enough name... My name is Marach. Now, let's find somewhere private, shall we?" He didn't seem to care about telling her his name... Ember couldn't help but feel that was bad.
He began to walk off, staying on the ground. Considerate, for what was most likely a rapist. Ember would have no chance keeping up with him if he flew. She had no choice but to keep up with him now. Part of her, the rational part, really wanted a teacher to find them, to stop this... But part of her, her animalistic part, hoped that he would show her a whole new world...
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