Class of Heroes: Boys Side Edition

Class of Heroes: Boys Side Edition
Author: Garlyle Wilds / Genis Irving
Origin: Class of Heroes


Dyne I ~ No Strings
Warnings: Shota (?), HJ
A/N: Do Halflings (which look like human kids in CoH) actually count as Shota/Loli?

Twang and thwack, the sound of an arrow sinking into a target. After all my misses, it was a great relief to finally have one hit.

"See?" the arms around me relaxed and pulled back. "Told you it wasn't hard!"

"It's bad enough having to do that during the day," I pouted, staring up at my 'teacher'. He wanted to always look so perfect with his archery but he must have forgotten how hard it was. Of course, me being just a Halfling and him being a full-sized human sure didn't help when trying to use a bow, I was sure. Being permanently restricted to a child's physique was such a pain, but... even if he at least was nice enough to overlook it, but he still could've pretended to sympathize. "Why do we have to do this at night anyway, Ein--Mr. Etchel?"

The archery professor sighed wearily at the question, ruffling a hand in his dark hair. "I already told you. I'm busy with other students all day."

"Why couldn't I just be part of your classes!?"

"Because you can't even pick up a bow half-decently," he jarringly reminded me, "and you'll need to learn from Neowmin anyway. You know my main class is Rangers, and you're just a Thief for now..." yadda yadda, the same old lecture, so I gave a pitiful little whine to try to get him to give up. Startlingly, it worked. "...anyway, just take your time. It's not like I'm going anywhere."

I sighed, notching up another arrow. "Well, sure, but I still don't like being away from you," I muttered, taking aim and firing. Another miss. "And that target's too far away!"

"No, you just suck," he teased, and I stuck my tongue out at him. "Besides, it's not me that's going to be assigned to your group. I'm a teacher... and you're a student, and it won't be long before you get assigned to a group, and then what? You won't be going far, but..."

"Stop it," I lowered the bow after my next shot, turning back to him. "Stop talking like that, please..."

"...Sorry." He approached me again, wrapping his arms around me. "...I'd still be happier if you'd just stay here," he whispered, making me flush up.

"You know that's not gonna happen... I can't keep acting like a kid forever."

"But I like it so much," he was kissing at the back of my neck, making me shiver - but not at all in a bad way.

I had thought it strange at first that a human would be into a Halfling like myself, given our strong resemblance to a human child - and perhaps a bit creepy - but all the same I didn't mind, not anymore. He loved me all the same, and I daresay I loved him back. He was confident, and not really afraid of showing his attraction to me, and he really was kind. Except...

"You know... I might meet someone else on my travels..." I whimpered a bit as one of his hands slipped down into my pants, touching and playing and making me gasp a bit, nervously looking around. We seemed alone alright, but we weren't at all in private, although that never stopped him. "And... n-not here, you could get fired, you know..."

"Now, you know I have no problem seeing others... whatever makes you happy, hmm?" oh, I wanted to tell him that it sorta hurt... even if our relationship had begun with the knowledge and agreement we wouldn't limit ourselves to each other... I'd grown so attached already. Not that I could do much to stop him, he was busy making it hard to think with the way his hand was moving, stroking. So I gave up, relaxing against him, panting softly.

"You know... ah... I can't... too much longer..." oh, like it'd get him to stop, but I could already feel my loins rolling a bit. Indeed, he didn't stop, and I hardly wanted him to, but not while I was still in my pants - the stain would be a problem. Catching on, the free hand he had deftly undid the slacks of my uniform pants, not really bothering to remove the leggings at all, exposing my flesh forward to the air just as I couldn't hold back further, cum dripping onto the grass. A low, soft moan escaped my throat, relaxing further into the relaxing sensations.

"...Thanks, but you... shouldn't do that... out in public..." I tried scolding him, but he just laughed, brown eyes shining.

"Wanna see what else we shouldn't be doing in public?" he was already unbuttoning his pants and dropping them, pointing right at me.

I sighed, but gave up. We wouldn't have much more simple time like this... best to enjoy it, I figured, licking my lips.

Just a couple days until I'd be put with a team, and from then on... there would be no assurance I would live to do this again.