Children Of A Lesser God 105 It Doesn't Count If It's Dark

That said, it wasn't like there was no reaction from Kat and Laz. Kat was showing a little red on her cheeks with the blush extending down to her chest. That might have been caused by more than just the kiss however since Laz had gotten a bit stiff during the exchange and therefore caused a bit of perverted rubbing to take place. Not that either of them could help it.

After a few minutes of deep breaths and trying to regain their calm, Laz finally spoke up.

"How long was I down there for?"

"Mmm, I would say about 10 minutes," Kat thought and responded.

"THAT LONG?" Laz would have thought that impossible if someone had told him it happened.

"That's pretty decent actually. As you practice it, you will be able to go for longer and longer. If it wasn't for the fact that your heart started stopping, I would have left you down there longer."

Laz felt this comment was more than a bit strange, but he let it go.

"Thanks. For everything."

"Ha. No need for thanks, we will just say you owe me another one." Kat went straight in for the kill without hesitation.

'So this time was breaking into the school and skinny dipping, how can she top that?' Laz wasn't about to voice this thought though.

"Alright. So, now what?" So far, he had learned quite a bit from tonight. He had figured out that spiritual communication was a thing that he and others could do. He learned that he could hold his breathe for a long time if he was able to focus and calm his mind and that apparently, pressure on the body was good for cultivation...

'Wait a sec...' Laz swam towards the side of the pool and got out. Although it was a bit colder outside of the warm water, it didn't bother him much. He quickly sat down and started to circulate his energy.

Kat, with a huge smile on her face, swam to the side and propped her head and arms up, hanging out of the water a bit.

'Seems like he's finally connecting the dots.' She couldn't help but be fond of him. He was a good student who would take whatever torture she threw at him and a fun young man who went along with whatever she came up with. The more she looked at his dark hair and young face, the more she realized that maybe she liked this boy. This wasn't her goal, but it was hard not to.

Had he complained all the time, tried to avoid her and work or even just spent the time trying to hit on her, she probably wouldn't have had such a positive feeling. But he didn't. Even today was a bit of a risk, but she went ahead with it anyway. She actually had both a speedo for him and a bikini for her in her purse, something she had prepared before the night began. But she got the feeling that he was trustworthy.

Did he stare a bit too much at her? Yes.

Did he show some l.u.s.t in his gazing? Absolutely.

But in the end, did he try anything? No. He was able to keep his wits about him despite the temptation. For whatever reason, she didn't think about the fact that she might had cause a bit of wariness in him after beating him up every day for the past two weeks, but that wouldn't have matter if she had.

She didn't have a good opinion of guys in the first place.

But she felt Laz was different. Maybe because of his age or his temperament. But she didn't find herself rejecting him solely because he was a guy. This didn't mean that she was just going to take that plunge however. He was still rather young for her, although his body didn't look that way.

Seeing him get what she was trying to show him was a very pleasing experience. She felt like she wanted to reward him somehow.

As he sat there and circulated his energy, he felt the difference. His body was like a sponge that had just found water and he was able to quickly absorb it all quickly. It was a difference between night and day.

"Just how the h.e.l.l?" Opening his eyes, Laz couldn't believe how quickly it flowed into him. It didn't seem real.

"Feels good doesn't it?" Kat asked while smiling at his surprised expression.

"Yeah, but why did it work so well?"

"It's like a muscle. Because it's a muscle, you can train it. And the more stress you put on it, the stronger it will be, plain and simple."

"f.u.c.king awesome!" Laz wouldn't admit it, but he was getting a bit addicted to cultivating. The feeling of strengthening yourself bit by bit. He felt like his energy was catching up to the changes in his body. Although everything that went in got more and more compacted, it was purer and stronger.

"I'm glad you like it. Well then, since it's getting a bit late, time to get going..."

"Uh, we are wet and it's like 20 degrees outside. I'm not sure it's going to feel great to be wet and get frozen and I don't have a towel." Laz pointed out the obvious.

"Well of course we arn't going out wet. Leave the clothes here and follow me." Kat stood up and made for one of large wooden doors. Laz followed after but briefly stopped when it noticed it said women's on the front of it.

"Umm..."

"Oh come on, really? This is your problem?" Kat popped her head out and saw Laz standing there. Reaching downward to grab his hand, she yanked him inside.
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"Move it. I only know my way around the women's room," not letting go of his arm, she quickly felt around the walls until she came to one of the hand dryers.

"Here we go. Sorry but no lights. Don't need someone finding out we are here after all," Kat said while flipping on the hand dryer.

"Why are you stiffening your wrist so much? It's not like you can't use the other hand dryer. It should be right on the wall. I just don't want to lose you in the dark." And it was dark. Almost pitch black since there were no windows in the locker room.

"That's not my arm," Laz was finally able to get out.

"Well then what the h.e.l.l am I holding... oh my G.o.d..." Kat quickly let go after figuring it out. Laz couldn't help but burst out laughing. After a while, Kat did the same. When they had finally settled down, Kat asked,

"Are you there?"

"Yeah, I haven't moved," Laz responded.

"Ok. I have my hand stretched out. Just garb it."

"Oh, uh, ok," Laz reached out and found her hand.

"Ok, now use the dryer and get dried off," Kat commanded.

Holding onto her hand, Laz used his free hand to feel around and eventually found the air dryer. Hitting the b.u.t.ton, he felt the warm blast on his chest. Unforunatly, the dryer was an older style that ran out quickly. Without keeping his hand on the b.u.t.ton, it was almost impossible to keep it on and wipe himself off.

"This is kind of hard. I can't keep it on long enough," Laz commented.

"Yeah. I kind of forgot about that fact," Kat admitted.

"Should I let go of your..."

"No... I don't exactly like the dark."

"Well then we could just..."

"Dry each other off? Good idea," Kat quickly finished Laz's statement although it wasn't going to be what he said. He actually had a few problems with this situation. First, when using their abilities, they had a tendency to glow a bit since it was caused by allowing the energy to escape the body, thus activating the ability. Second, the dryers were loud enough that anyone close by would have been able to hear them anyway. They might be old, but they were fairly strong and therefore loud. Third, it's not like turning on the light was going to cause someone else to know they were in here. It was a closed up room and there wasn't anyone in the school anyway. So honestly, there was no reason for them to do it this way.

But Laz didn't voice these thoughts, mostly because he knew Kat must have thought of them too. She just wanted to do it this way.

"Ok, you go first. Reach over with your free hand and start rubbing the water out of my hair. I will lean in front of the dryer," Kat ordered.

Reaching over, Laz found her head in an instant and started running his fingers through her hair. Sometimes he would shake it a little, other times he would just kind of comb it with his fingers. Either way, Kat didn't make a sound loud enough to hear as she kept her hand on the dryer b.u.t.ton. After a few minutes, he felt that it seemed a lot dryer than before.

"Ok, now for the rest of me."

"Excuse me?"

"Just man up and do it. Start at my shoulders and work your way down, wiping away the water."

Following instructions, Laz started moving his hand along her shoulders, trying to brush away the water droplets. Before long, she hand moved her other hand to his wrist and brought it closer, indicating that he should use that one as well.

He rubbed her shoulders, arms, back, stomach, thighs, legs and finally worked his way down to her feet. He happened to stumble on the fact that her feet were rather ticklish and couldn't resisit making her laugh a few times while rubbing them. The entire time, he avoided the parts he felt he shouldn't touch.

"Ok, your turn. Hand on the dryer." Kat brought his hand up to show him the b.u.t.ton and using his other hand, he pressed it and kept it pressed. Kat then proceeded to repeat the process for him, starting with his hair and working her way down.

When she finally finished, she stood back up. As Laz was about to let go of the dryer, he felt her move a little closer and using the hand he was holding, she started to stroke his engorged c.o.c.k. The entire experience had obviously turned him on more than a little. How could it not?

She then used her free hand and started cupping his b.a.l.l.s, rubbing them back and forth.

"What are you doing?" Laz asked. He thought they were avoiding this.

"He needs to dry off too you know. You don't want to get a rash anywhere around here," came her response back.

"Oh, well in that case..." Laz let go of her hand and feeling around a bit, he started rubbing and squeezing her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. He would alternate between lifting them with the back of his hand while rubbing underneath and just straight up pinching her erect nipples as though trying to catching escaping water drops.

Between the two of them, no more words were said as they both playfully rubbed each other, although the occasional moan would keep escaping their lips.

Leaning back slightly, Laz used his shoulder to press the b.u.t.ton while pulling Kat closer to him by yanking both her fleshy and stiff nipples at the same time. Like a trained house cat, she didn't resist.

"No rashes, right?"

"Mmm..." Was Kat's only response.

Laz slide his hands down and gently spread her legs. Using one hand to rub her c.l.i.t while spreading her lips, he let his other hand freely rub between her silky soft creases. With little hesitation, Laz proceeded to slip a finger inside and then quickly had another one join it. Hooking his fingers like a claw, he rubbed them back and forth inside with increasing vigor.

Kat, who wasn't going to be outdone, kept stroking him non-stop. She used one hand to keep playing with his sack while the other slide his skin back and forth. The only sound keeping them company besides their moans was the blasting from the hand dryer.

Laz didn't know how close she was, but he was feeling like he would climax soon. Her hands were well trained in this kind of art, or so he thought. Just when he thought he couldn't hold on, Kat actually slide closer, causing his one hand to be unable to keep rubbing her c.l.i.t due to the angle. She didn't stop until she was nestled in close to him with her side leaning against his chest. This caused his right hand to still be able to finger her, but left his left hand free. Just when he was about to start rubbing her back, he heard her panting voice, whisper in his ear,

"Stick a finger in my a.s.s... quick..."

Although stunned, Laz moved his free left hand downward, going for the target without a second thought. Kat stopped him again with a whisper,

"My mouth... now!"

Laz brought his hand up and Kat quickly opened her lips, stuck out her tongue and proceeded to lick and s...o...b..r all over his middle finger, making it well lubricated.

"Now, use it..."

Quick on the uptake, Laz shot his hand down and inserted his finger, as deep as it would go. He felt Kat shudder and shake as she moved back and thrusted hard on his finger, grinding it deeper into her a.s.s. As her body was wracked with o.r.g.a.s.i.m. after orgasim, she leaned down causing Laz to basically end up holding her up by just his left hand. She wrapped her lips around his throbbing pole, pinched his sack hard and then bit down.

Although it hurt, all of the crazy stimulus at once cause Laz to be unable to hang on and he came right in her mouth. As he started to slide down the wall, the hand dryer turned off, leaving only the sounds of her swallowing while squirting all over.

She finally ended up collapsing on top of him while still shaking.