Principle Lilith (Lilith X Male Reader) The Owl House (Smut/NSFW)

Principle' Present (NSFW/SMUT)

Anthony Daunting, an exemplary student of Hexside School of Magic and Demonics. He's exemplary for his work in all of his works; Healing, Beast Keeping, Bard, Potions, and Construction. Particularly construction, not just because of his creativity but his natural strength. Witches in the Construction Coven use Power Glyphs to enhance their strength but Anthony doesn't use them, his natural strength and second pair of arms help him lift heavy material.

It is currently his 18th birthday; an official adult he now is. One of his many teachers went up to him and told him that Principle Lilith Clawthorne wanted to see him after school. Both the teacher and Anthony thought she wanted to see him to wish him a good birthday and perhaps to congratulate him on his academic success.

Anthony walked towards the Principles office, wondering what Ms. Clawthorne was going to say to him. He knocked on the door and waited for a response. "Is that you Daunting?" A voice came from the behind the door; it was Ms. Clawthorne. "Yes Ms. Clawthorne it's me." "Come on in."

Anthony opened the door. Ms. Clawthorne was in front of her desk down on her knees, head to the floor. "Ms. Clawthorne, what are doing?" "I dropped a pencil and it rolled under my desk."

Ms. Clawthorne was known for a few things. Being head of the Emperors' Coven, having her school and students be perfect through strict order, and finally her looks. Ms. Clawthorne was noted amongst the students and teachers of Hexside that she was a stunning figure. Tall, thin, long smooth dark blue hair, snow white skin, light blue eyes, amazing intellect etc.

She was who many people wanted to be in life. Stunning mentally and physically. Even Anthony was swooned by her overall grace, especially being a young boy now man. Point being that Ms. Clawthorne's butt was pointed towards Anthony. He tried not to stare at her buttocks but it was difficult. She was wearing her usual dark blue dress which when she bended down would surround her butt.

Ms. Clawthorne got up, Anthony made sure to not glance anymore. Ms. Clawthorne walked back around her desk to sit and placed the fallen pencil in her pencil holder. When she turned to face Anthony the young man noticed she was wearing her big round glasses. Features like that certainly attracted Anthony.

To be clear Anthony was rather attracted to Ms. Clawthorne. Who wouldn't be? She was the most gorgeous woman Anthony had ever met. The word "gorgeous" couldn't really describe her best. Anthony loved how authoritative she was. Her simply talking was aggravating for Anthony, her body was alluring, made Anthony want to pin her down or be pinned... Never mind.

Ms. Clawthorne spoke with her hands together under her chin. "Hello there Daunting." Anthony screamed inside his head and blushed hard at her saying his name in such a way that felt seductive. That's how she normally talks.

"Hello Ms. Clawthorne. How is- um, how are you?" He tried speaking normally; he was off put from her speaking. "I'm doing just fine, thanks for asking. By the way Happy Birthday." "Thank you very much. The day is going quite well if you were wondering."

"I assumed as much. How can one not enjoy a Birthday?" "Well you can't." "That was a rhetorical question Daunting." "And that was a rhetorical answer." "Well never mind, have a seat."

Anthony sat down in the seat in front of the desk. "Daunting, since it is your Birthday I've decided to give you a present." Anthony's thoughts rushed towards inappropriate thoughts, likely from reading short inappropriate stories. "Your present from me is a smile on your face."

She then herself smiled grabbing a file. "I already know of your excellent grades but I'd thought I'd tell you them to know how well you're doing in your classes." "That sounds like a pretty good present."