Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world

Brandon walked down the academy corridor in his uniform, and the hallway was mostly empty at this hour, as most students were already in the main auditorium or scattered across the campus watching the tournament from different viewing areas.

He stretched his arms above his head as he walked, letting out a wide yawn that cracked his jaw.

He reached the familiar training area he and Naevora had used in the past, tucked at the end of the east wing

With a hiss, the doors opened and entering in, he frowned slightly ’Where is she?’

His gaze drifted to the side door at the far end, the small private restroom attached to the training suite ’Is she in the restroom?’

He walked over and opened the door ”Naevora?”

He heard a startled splash from inside, followed by her calm voice.

”Brandon? Wait a moment.”

Through the foggy glass partition of the shower stall, he could make out the blurred outline of her body with water streaming down her shoulders.

He stepped fully inside the restroom anyway, leaning back against the cool tile wall ”You’re taking your morning shower in the academy?”

Naevora’s outline turned slightly, her head tilting under the spray.

”Yeah,” she replied, her voice echoing off the tiles.

”After dropping Elena at the dorm, I went to meet the headmistress and told her about what happened with my mother. Later I stayed in the academy overnight.”

”I see...” Brandon hummed under his breath.

His gaze drifted to the nearby laundry basket beside the sink.

A pair of black lace panties and a matching bra lie neatly folded on top, and beneath them, there is a cream blouse and black pants.

He reached over, picked up the panties, brought them to his nose, and inhaled deeply.

Not sensing any scent of her from it, he swung it idly from his finger like a pendulum.

”Well, come out soon. There are some things I need to talk with you about.”

Naevora’s silhouette paused under the water and then she nodded.

”Okay, okay.”

A few minutes later, she stepped out from behind the glass partition with a towel wrapped around her torso and another towel draped over her shoulders, hiding her nipples.

Water droplets clung to her collarbones and the tops of her breasts, trailing down her toned stomach.

She looked relaxed but froze when she saw him standing there with her panties dangling from his finger, nose still close enough to have sniffed them.

-_-

She gave him a completely blank stare ”I didn’t expect your level of pervertness had reached there.”

”Unfortunately for you, that’s not something I wore. It’s a washed one.”

He let his gaze roam over her openly, seeing the towel clinging to her curves, droplets sliding down her thighs, and hair slicked back to expose the elegant line of her neck.

”That’s a shame,” he muttered.

Naevora rolled her eyes, and before she could react, he reached out and pulled the towel from her shoulder.

”Brandon?”

She crossed her arms over her chest in a flash, pressing her forearm against her breasts together, hiding her nipples, but the motion only accentuated their shape, pushing soft flesh upward.

She gave him a half-flustered glare ”When did you start molesting me like this?”

He shrugged his arms and replied in a teasing tone, ”Why are you getting so worked up? I have already sucked your breasts.”

Naevora’s blush deepened, spreading down her neck and across the tops of her breasts.

She tightened her arms across her chest, but the motion only made her breasts spill slightly over her forearms.

”That’s to save your life. Also... just because you did it once doesn’t mean you can do it again. Now, give me my panties first.”

He swung it in his fingers with a grin ”If you want it, come take it.”

With her remaining hand, she moved forward to grab it from his hand.

But Brandon stepped back and exited the restroom, stepping into the training area.

Naevora entered the training room, clutching her breasts with her forearm and a single towel on her torso ”Brat, don’t play with me. Obediently come here.”

The towel rode dangerously low, slipping with every hurried step, threatening to fall completely

But he just taunted her, swinging the panties in his hand ”Come get it.”

She dashed forward, and Brandon laughed, dodging to the left, keeping just out of reach.

She lunged again and outstretched her arm, but he twisted and spun behind her.

However, as she took another step, she felt the towel on her torso slipping away and the knot loosened.

”Shit-”

Using the remaining arm, she clutched the towel in place.

But if she lets go of her hand, the towel will slip down.

Seeing this, Brandon smiled and slowly sat down on the floor ”Wow, now you are in a tough position, Master.”

”If you let your right hand go, it will expose your breasts, but if you let your left hand go, your towel will fall down, exposing your lower half.”

”So... which one is it going to be?”

The blush on Naevora’s face deepened, and she bit her lip, struggling with what to choose.

Every small shift threatened disaster.

The cool air of the training room kissed the newly exposed skin of her hips and the undersides of her breasts.

But after a moment of hesitation, she let go of her right hand, exposing her breasts and tied the towel tightly around her waist.

Brandon grinned, looking at her beautiful breasts ”You have a sexy body, master.”

Naevora’s body quivered as she dashed straight at him. ”You are dead meat, you bastard.”

Brandon laughed and scrambled backward on the mats, dodging her grab by rolling sideways.

Naevora lunged again, but he kept retreating, scooting on his ass across the padded floor.

”Brat, give them back!”

”Make me!”

She finally feinted left, then dove right, tackling him to the mats.

*thud* They went down in a tangle and stopped with her on top, her breasts pressing against his chest.

Naevora straddled his waist, and her hands pinned his wrists above his head as she looked down at him.

”Got you,” she panted, her damp hair falling around their faces.

Brandon grinned up at her, and his gaze deliberately dropped to her chest.

Her breasts hovered just above him, swaying gently with her breathing, and the soft curves are flushed pink from exertion and the chase.

He let his gaze stay, then looked back up at her face with a faint, lazy smile.

”Well... I got a nice view, so here you go.”

He opened his fingers and the black lace panties slipped free.

Naevora’s eyes narrowed and she released one of his wrists before quickly snatching the panties.

She stood up and immediately crossed one arm over her breasts again, shielding her nipples.

She turned slightly, glancing back at him over her shoulder as droplets of water trailed down her spine.

”Perverted rascal,”

Brandon propped himself up on his elbows and watched her walking back into the restroom.

Inside the restroom, she leaned back against the closed door for a second.

”Bastard, bastard...”

She muttered something unintelligible under her breath, which seemed like half a curse and half laugh, then walked to the bench where her clothes waited.

Meanwhile, Brandon was lying on the floor looking up at the ceiling.

Suddenly he felt the phone in his pocket vibrating.

As he took the phone, he was surprised to see that the call was from the Headmistress of the Academy.

Attending the call, he brought the phone to his ear ”Miss Esmery?”

”Brandon, can you come to my office for a moment?”

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A few moments later, Naevora stepped out of the bathroom and saw Brandon lying on the floor.

Looking up at her, Brandon spoke ”Nae, come with me to the headmistress’s office.”