NSFW/implicit
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"Quit acting like a virgin maiden," Saarya said impatiently, "I don't have all day."
I was completely out of my depth as I heard her. I thought about acting cool, but it was imnsely hard to do that when you're red like a tomato. And worse of all, my manhood wasn't making it any easier.
Saarya narrowed her eyes at as if assessing my body language.
"Don't tell ," she was stunned as a grin spread on her lips, "you're a virgin."
"No," I said almost imdiately. I lost the battle there, not to ntion the tone wasn't even enough to convince myself, much less soone else.
Saarya wasn't laughing at for my blunder, but that grin stuck to her lips the whole ti led to groan out in frustration.
"Fine," I said, gritting my teeth. "I'm a virgin. What of it?"
"Nothing," Saarya said, still with that smile. "I just thought it was funny."
"What's funny about it?" I croaked, glowering at her. "I'm not that old, only eighteen. . ."
My voice trailed off, knowing I wasn't convincing anything with that argunt, only made it harder for .
"Well, I can pretty easily foresee you being a ladies' man," Saarya said, tucking on my shoulder. "Never took you for a virgin with how you flirt with occasionally. And I was a figure of high regard to you, several tis older than you. I wonder how you act around other girls."
I simply snorted, hiding my face.
The thing was that if I found sothing funny or sharp, I couldn't keep that inside myself. Sotis they were outright rude, sotis they could be interpreted as flirtatious.
Besides, I was mostly alone in this forsaken hell, with nobody important to talk to. So when I got into the good graces of a woman such as herself, I had to pull everything to impress her. Not to ntion, she was breathtakingly attractive to .
"Fine," Saarya said at last, "taking your virgin heart into consideration, you don't have to remove your pants. I'll just tire myself a little more with the cleansing light. No big deals."
I bit my lips, couldn't agree to strip down anymore. So I let her do whatever she pleased, which was to let her stroke my legs over the clothes on.
It was still enough to send a shiver down my spine, while my manhood stood like the pillar of heaven. Another derit of being a slave, you'll never get to relieve yourself properly.
That's why events like rape and prostitution were oddly frequent among the slaves.
Saarya was done cleaning my lower legs. She asked to stand up, so she would have an easier ti cleansing .
I abided her, even though I stood before her like the most awkward man in the universe, even to this day. She simply ignored the tent in my groins and get to her work. Her palm touched the back of my thigh, sending shivers through the touch and the cleansing light, which was more soothing than anything I would say.
She moved onto my hips and I gritted my teeth to keep on standing straight. When done with my back, she ca in front of and crouched. She barely touched my thigh, and I couldn't endure it anymore.
I lunged at her, grunting through my gritted teeth. I held her strongly with my arms, catching her off guard before both of us tumble on the ground. Although I have seen Saarya showing a varied estimation of physical strength, she was soft and tender to my touch.
As I fell on top of her, she only made a whimper of surprise. I hadn't injured her in any way, not that I would ever laud this kind of behaviour of mine.
She whimpered in surprise once when I jumped at her. And she whimpered again when I sealed her lips with mine.
I didn't know what got into , but I kissed her so roughly, as if I was starving for ages. On the ground, I held her in one place and sucked the lights out of her lips, as sweetness and everything I ever wanted blossod inside of .
Saarya was flabbergasted at first about what to do. She whimpered into my mouth, unable to struggle out of my grasp at first. She hadn't protested when I kissed her so violently and seed to ask if returned the favour a little on her part as well.
But that was rely a couple of seconds. Or simply my misinterpretation.
After that, it was rely playing with her lips rigidly.
Only then did the things I had done co to . It ca like a wrecking ball in my direction as I remove my lips from hers as she looked at , with not-so-humanly eyes.
"Are you done?" she asked, her voice neutral.
I didn't have anything in to answer. I got off her and stood with a remorseful look in my eyes.
"I'm sorry. . ." My voice trailed off as I repeated those words again. I was literally screaming inside with the urge to hit my head against the stone wall.
Saarya's eyes narrowed on for an extended period of ti, and then she regained her softness again, though I couldn't say what It didn't change anything between us.
"Don't be," she said with a sigh. "I'm profoundly older than you, and this is a failure on my part. I might have given you the wrong signal the way I converse with you, and that. . ."
"I'm sorry," I repeated. "However you may have acted didn't reflect on how. . . what I did just now. Punish in whatever way you deem it necessary. . . just don't. . . don't leave ."
Saarya didn't say anything, just stared at for a long, before she ca forward and finished what she had started. She cleansed all the filth and stench of , albeit more awkwardly than before.
Done with everything, she considered . "I'll co tomorrow to teach you to gain your prestige."
She left with those words. It took a mont for to recognise the words I said, as I was sure she would leave to my devices after what I did.
I leapt into the air and crashed down onto the ground, my palm on my chest.
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