’Breathe in... breathe out...’
By now, controlling my breath had beco a habit.
I didn’t even need to think about doing it. The mont I would find myself in a stressful situation that required to keep perfect control, the habit would kick in. And with all the conditioning I’ve done to date, controlling my breath actually did help to control my thoughts and focus.
Only that...
I’d never expected it to co in handy in a situation such as this!
"Please, tell that if I turn around, you will still be dressed..." I muttered under my nose, half-hoping to get an answer and half-begging all the deities that looked over this world not to hear any answer at all.
The best outco for the current situation would be for Selia to be already fast asleep, happily humming up in her dreams while neatly covered up by the blanket all the way up to her neck.
Yet, when that rustling sound repeated, I gritted my teeth, knowing those were all nothing but hopes and dreams.
And those had the tendency to remain unfulfilled until one sought to fulfill them with their own hands.
’Fuck!’
I turned around, desperate to put an end to whatever Selia was doing before she could take it even further than she already had. And just as I hoped against, she was indeed taking her clothes off!
By now, the upper part of her fit was pretty much gone, with only a thin wrap covering up her chest as it wrapped tightly around her back.
Yet, even with this cloth in place to keep her skin from my eyes... it was both thin enough and wrapped tightly enough not to leave with any doubts regarding the exact shape of Selia’s bosom or the position of her nipples!
’Fuck!’
At the very least, she was still in the process of undoing the bottom of her robe. Yet, seeing how it was only a matter of ti, seconds at best, before she could do away with that part of her clothing too...
I rushed forth.
Daring not to stare at the forbidden sights before , I turned my eyes away, keeping Saintess only within the very corner of my vision.
I only needed that much to properly navigate across the room and then to the bed, where I opened up my arms and shifted slightly to the side.
Pac!
My shoulder slamd low against Selia’s ribs as I tackled her down onto the bed.
"Hiya!"
Pressed and then pinned down, Selia squealed in an adorable, high-pitched voice, already giggling by the ti her back struck the mattress.
Thankfully, I foresaw that happening. And so, rather than be faced with the sight of this fairy-like girl pinned below , I already closed my eyes, moving on nothing but my mory of the place.
I reached out over the girl and then beyond her, quickly grabbing hold of the blanket. And as soon as my fingers got a good grasp on the material, I locked my knee against the bed’s edge before pulling right back and dragging the covers along with .
If soone were to step into the room right then, they would see pull down a cloth over the face of a clearly drunk, half-naked girl.
But that was rely the beginning. And if that supposed observer were to spectate for a second longer, they would see pull the cover properly over Selia’s chest, dragging it back and back all the way until it covered her from her collarbone to her feet, leaving only her face, neck, and a sliver of her shoulders exposed.
"Phew..."
I breathed out a quick sigh of relief, perfectly satisfied with the outco.
While just the mory of Selia’s bared beauty persisted in my head, I was no longer forced to face the torture of seeing her in that state only to then fight against my own sense of reason and morals that stopped from taking advantage of this opportunity.
"Wha...!"
It was only now that Selia reacted, staring at with her eyes wide open, full of silent unwillingness and dejection.
Then, as if to do away with all of my brave efforts, she grabbed the blanket and imdiately tossed it aside... revealing that she sohow managed to get rid of the bottom of her robes in the process too!
Now, left with nothing but two strips of thin cloth covering up her most precious parts, she first gave a triumphant look before pushing her upper body up... and then pointing down at her now fully exposed lap.
"Hmm!" she made a cute noise while invitingly slapping her own thigh.
"Hmm! Hmm!" she murmured with an increasing sense of pressure all around her and impatience in her eyes.
The mont my eyes fell into the trap of her now almost entirely naked body, I found myself trapped.
I couldn’t move.
I couldn’t look away.
The two globes of her chest, accented by how her breast cloth pressed them together. Her slim, perfectly thin stomach with just enough fat to make it smooth and hide away her toned muscles, the two indented lines that led adventurous explorers down to her most sacred place...
Yet, while her body was already to die for, it was her face that drew , locked in, and then refused to let go.
That slightly blushed, shy yet still sly smile on her lips. The way the storm of her silvery-blue hair cascaded down her back, with so unruly locks falling down over her shoulders and towards her chest.
Even the few pieces of azure jewelry she wore now appeared to be shining with their own light, highlighting the pale color of her skin.
The way her chest slightly moved up and down to the rhythm of her breath, how her eyes shone with a mix of embarrassnt and so degree of expectation...
Seeing my intense stare, Selia smiled and brought her hand up, reaching it out in an open invitation. Then, as her smile grew even more adorable than before, right as she leaned her back down to the bed, as if to pull into her with just how she moved...
"Achoo!"
A sudden sneeze shook all of her curves in just the right, most inciting way. Yet, as she opened up her eyes with hints of panic settling in them...
I closed my eyes and breathed out a long sigh.
"Okay, fine!" I spoke as if I were throwing out a curse, opening up my eyes and shaking my head in disbelief as I approached the bed again. "But we are keeping the blanket! You are so drunk..." I leaned down and picked the very sa blanket Selia threw off just a mont ago, "that you can’t even feel the cold!" I scolded her as I approached the edge of the bed.
Then, rather than jumping right in, I brought my hands up and snapped the blanket down, straightening it properly.
"You might be a Saintess, but I can’t let you get sick, you know!" I continued to speak, acting as if the idea of the near coitus was all but agreed on...
Finally, I leaned down, throwing the far end of the blanket over the bed before gently bringing it back down, once again covering Saintess from her neck to the toes of those long, slim legs of hers. And then...
I pressed on one end of the blanket, forcing its entire edge underneath the mattress.
"With how beautiful you are, I expect things will get quite... rocky," I smiled with a hungry look on my face, securing one end of the blanket under the very sa side of the mattress Selia was on.
Then, I jumped.
I jumped over the girl, still holding on to the other end of the blanket, letting go of it only once I felt so resistance.
Stretching the blanket over the girl, I then rolled right back, pinning the other end of the blanket directly under my body while making sure to end up with my back turned to the girl.
"Wha...?!"
Selia moaned in shocked surprise, suddenly finding herself strapped down to the bed under the tightened blanket. And with her own weight pinning one of its ends down and my entire body doing the sa to its other end... she couldn’t exactly free herself unless she was willing to kick off the bed hard enough to turn into a bloody splatter on the wall!
Which, by the very definition of a bloody splatter on the wall, would render useless as a potential partner for the night!
"It is against everything that I stand for to take advantage of a drunk woman," I spoke, refusing to look over my shoulder and stubbornly keeping my face away from where I had imprisoned the girl under the blanket. "Now, stop trying to tempt ," I added as soon as I felt her move wildly around within her tight prison, desperately trying to free herself from its clutches.
"I would never forgive myself if I failed to resist your temptations now, while you are drunk and defenseless," I stated in a gravely serious tone. "Even if you are openly asking for it."
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