Sasha's POV
Detention. If sitting in normal class was already so boring I would go stir crazy, detention was even worse. The only distractions I had were Eric, my best friend, sitting only a few meters away, being equally bored and a hot Moroi girl who was in trouble as well who was sitting in front of me. I could admire her slim figure, her long blond hair and her nice tapered hips ending in a slightly round ass. I followed her curves up and down but I lingered on her neck.
I looked down at my textbook. Trying hard to erase the image of my fangs and other parts of my body inside of her.
I was no stranger to the attentions of girls. The girls sitting in front of me had even made a few moves my way. But I was reminded of how different we …show more content…
But I was seventeen and I had needs. Luckily my best friend, although also getting massive attentions from girls, and my beloved sister were also still virgins. At least they felt my pain and frustrations. Something my cousin Declan was oblivious too. He was considered a hero because his blood had saved the world. That and the fact he was tall, dark and handsome had made him a regular chick magnet. I had on more than one occasion caught him with a girl and he had boosted about countless more. My mother jokes that even if he didn't get the Ivashkov genes, he certainly had gotten the attitude. Apparently, uncle Adrian used to be a real whore.
After another excruciating thirty minutes, the bell rang signaling our time in the torture chamber was up. Well at least for today, Tomorrow we would be back here again, and the day after that, and the day after that. Well you get the idea. I think Headmaster Alto's exact words were 'until you graduate or until the world ends.'
Is it wrong of me to want the world to end?
The academy was at court only a few blocks away from the palace where we lived. It was in large contrast to the academies around the world. There, only students and teachers were permanent occupants of the academies and parents could visit. This meant they usually didn't see their parents for moths at a time. We simply walked back from school and came home. Normally I would be grateful for this, but tonight I think I would have wanted to attend
Detention. If sitting in normal class was already so boring I would go stir crazy, detention was even worse. The only distractions I had were Eric, my best friend, sitting only a few meters away, being equally bored and a hot Moroi girl who was in trouble as well who was sitting in front of me. I could admire her slim figure, her long blond hair and her nice tapered hips ending in a slightly round ass. I followed her curves up and down but I lingered on her neck.
I looked down at my textbook. Trying hard to erase the image of my fangs and other parts of my body inside of her.
I was no stranger to the attentions of girls. The girls sitting in front of me had even made a few moves my way. But I was reminded of how different we …show more content…
But I was seventeen and I had needs. Luckily my best friend, although also getting massive attentions from girls, and my beloved sister were also still virgins. At least they felt my pain and frustrations. Something my cousin Declan was oblivious too. He was considered a hero because his blood had saved the world. That and the fact he was tall, dark and handsome had made him a regular chick magnet. I had on more than one occasion caught him with a girl and he had boosted about countless more. My mother jokes that even if he didn't get the Ivashkov genes, he certainly had gotten the attitude. Apparently, uncle Adrian used to be a real whore.
After another excruciating thirty minutes, the bell rang signaling our time in the torture chamber was up. Well at least for today, Tomorrow we would be back here again, and the day after that, and the day after that. Well you get the idea. I think Headmaster Alto's exact words were 'until you graduate or until the world ends.'
Is it wrong of me to want the world to end?
The academy was at court only a few blocks away from the palace where we lived. It was in large contrast to the academies around the world. There, only students and teachers were permanent occupants of the academies and parents could visit. This meant they usually didn't see their parents for moths at a time. We simply walked back from school and came home. Normally I would be grateful for this, but tonight I think I would have wanted to attend