[Marimo Pov]
Tonight, Marimo was going to spend the night with her beloved master.
Since the mont they t, her eyes have always found themselves moving towards his figure, rembering the mistake she made. His seeing her naked so many tis in the beginning caused her great sha, but deep inside she felt joy.
Because that mont made her sothing unique in his eyes—the black-furred frost hare who walked around half naked and would go above and beyond for him.
"Now then, Marimo, how do you want to look for him?"
Guinevere stood behind her, holding a small box that carried various makeup products.
She originally hated Lancelot having other won, but the nights where she was alone and he kept going until she was half dead were too much.
"Maybe mature, like a mother or adult woman?"
She felt excitent building in her chest as the box opened with the faint scent of fruits and powder.
"...."
Her hands traced her curves; her fur dipped in, displaying her thin hips and tight muscles while amplifying her large breasts, which gently swayed in the light dress as Guin did her makeup.
As an active frost hare, she had always kept fit and hadn't gained fat, other than her thighs, which were filled with muscles and beca thicker no matter how she dieted, and her buttocks, which were both firm and squishy.
'He likes my butt, though; I feel he gets hard each ti he touches it.'
Guin added a layer of glossy red lipstick with a gentle curve to her lips and slowly traced an eyeliner.
Your beauty spot makes you look so sexy with that black fur, Marimo."
The little brush carefully spread a light powder underneath Marimo's eye and connected her cheeks to her red lip, highlighting the appearance of her pretty face with a hint of an alluring atmosphere.
"Master must love looking at your face." read-this-on-MVLeMpYr
Marimo's heart was beating faster and faster with those simple, elegant changes Guinevere made.
The feminine air naturally surrounded her entire being as she started imagining Lancelot's smile and hugs, even from the re image Guinevere provided.
'Would Master prefer this Marimo better?'
Questions filled her mind about things she couldn't know the answer to as she lightly looked at herself in the mirror through those large green orbs.
A weird feeling lingered in Marimo's heart, making her brows frown gently, and a mixed, complicated emotion appeared on her face.
Is this beautiful? Will master's heart beat fast, like ru's after he strokes her head?'
Not long after fixing her makeup, Marimo chose a frilly black strapless dress that had ruffles around her shoulders and frills around her upper thighs sticking to her hips, creating a sexy, bee-like figure.
She stood alone at the eting place due to being too excited and leaving an hour early.
People passed by without paying attention or perhaps couldn't ignore her, glancing once or twice while talking or walking away.
Thinking Lancelot would take at least an hour or two, Marimo prepared several things inside her small item bracelet, such as snacks or books that carried techniques, as a male approached her with a strange look.
"Uhm, miss, you've been there for a little while. Are you alone?"
He had brown hair and blue eyes with freckles, and although he wasn't ugly compared to the master in Marimo's heart, he was like dirt.
Yet she didn't treat him impolitely, instead giving a simple 'um' as a response because Marimo disliked talking to other males due to a past mistake.
"Miss, would you like to keep you company until your boyfriend or husband appears?"
However, that reaction wasn't what the brown-haired youth expected.
"No."
Before the male could speak, she suddenly threatened him with her sharp eyes, a fearso gaze only savage hunters or crazed lunatics might make, causing a strange aura to emit from her body like a murderer.
He trembled for a second before looking away and muttering a few curse words while walking away, grumbling that ladies nowadays are crazy.
Marimo ignored him since it wasn't an important matter; instead, she sat on a small bench and began kicking her long legs, tapping the ground with her powerful rabbit feet.
Suddenly, a familiar sound of feet echoed in her long, floppy ears as they bounced with delight, but her face suddenly beca bright red, Marim's fingers grasping her dress tight while trembling.
She felt a small trickle of coldness and warmth dripping from her stomach as it began to feel strange, causing itching and heat in her loins, but most importantly, a wet sensation ford on them, turning her pants a dark black with a transparent line.
'This never happened before when eting Master.'
Yet as Marimo slowly glanced at her new appearance, using her left hand to straighten her back, causing her full, bulging chest to beco tight, her long ears straightened while vibrating like a dog's tail.
"Marimo, you look so beautiful."
Her eyes narrowed in delight as she saw Lancelot's face, which wore an overly passionate, charming smile that stimulated her and made her a little weak at her knees.
Marimo tried standing up, but her vision suddenly darkened slightly due to Lancelot's abrupt embrace, wrapping his hands tightly around her petite body's waist. At the sa ti, his fingers teased her soft butt through the silk dress, poking Marimo's stomach gently with sothing hard and erect, causing her to blush with sha and excitent.
'Master is hard, again! But shouldn't we do these things in the house, not outside?'
"M-mas—"
Before Marimo could finish, Lancelot's warm lips abruptly covered hers, filling her mouth with a strong masculine scent and taste, stimulating her sensitive nose with his masculine fragrance while his tongue entered her mouth, playing with her saliva and teeth.
Marimo's body beca hot, especially her lower half, as Lancelot's hands slipped into her dress and directly touched her bare skin, rubbing her smooth fur and toned muscles while pressing his fingers against her soft buttocks and teasing her.
Yet Marimo didn't stop Lancelot's actions, allowing him to tease her wherever he wanted while kissing him back and returning his passion, trying to use her tongue to play with his.
"Mmmph..."
"Haa...."
Their kiss ended as Lancelot pulled away, a thick silver strand of saliva connecting their mouths, while Marimo's flushed, passionate expression stared at Lancelot's handso face, making her desire more of his affection.
However, he controlled himself with much difficulty since public displays of affection were frowned upon, although so couples might show it.
"Forgive , Marimo; you were just too enchanting, and I was captured under your spell."
"Hehe, then remain a captive forever, Master."
Marimo giggled cutely while Lancelot stroked her soft ears, using his fingers to gently rub them, leading her towards their destination, his arm wrapped around her thin waist as if afraid soone else might snatch her.
After a short walk, they arrived at a fancy hotel with various cuisines, such as Western or Eastern food, yet Marimo's favourite was the Eastern style, which Lancelot knew and ordered for her.
They ate while chatting casually about anything, such as Marimo's life before Lancelot summoned her. In fact, her motherly aura and actions stemd from her and ru losing their mother to a bad winter where an enemy tribe invaded.
They ate while chatting casually about anything, such as Marimo's life, before Lancelot summoned her; in fact, her motherly aura and actions stemd from her and ru losing their mother to a bad winter where an enemy tribe invaded.
Lancelot told her about his world, such as cars or phones, while describing the planet's natural wonders, including places like Mount Evera, the Saraba Desert, or the Super Canyon, stunning Marimo's imagination.
"One day..."
"How about one day we visit them all together?
He spoke before she finished, causing her to swallow the soft steak with her ears flopping and her feet tapping the ground with a loud thump.
"Lancelot, I would love that, but let's bring everyone so nobody is left out."
Marimo's gentle and loving side couldn't be hidden even now, causing Lancelot to nod while stroking her ears and praising her kindness.
"You're right; we can bring everyone, including ru and Ikumi."
Marimo nodded happily, eating everything before drinking a fruit cocktail with a slight intoxicating taste, causing her to beco tipsy as Lancelot paid the bill with a card and guided her upstairs to their booked penthouse suite.
Yet Marimo's steps staggered due to the alcohol's influence, and she leant against Lancelot for support as he hugged her, carrying her in a princess carry and ignoring the stares people gave them.
Soon, they reached their room, a massive king-sized bed with rose petals covering its white sheets; candles lit the dim interior with a faint fragrance and aroma; and Marimo's nose twitched gently.
"Master...slls good..."
She murmured softly while Lancelot laid her on the bed, taking off his shirt and pants, revealing his muscular build and boxers, which contained his erect rod, which Marimo desired, reaching out with her small fingers and touching it.
"Hehe, Master's huge thing is hard for only Marimo."
Marimo's heart was so full of love and affection; her fingers felt the throbbing heat from inside his boxers as she spread both her fingers and slipped between the opened buttons, feeling his warm veiny at.
"Marimo will serve her master; please enjoy her warm, slimy Frost Hare throat!"
Her eyes narrowed, watching as he grunted before leaning back against the wall, her legs squatting and rubbing her face, and her large nose against his cloth boxers, sniffing several tis as her fingers slipped along his shaft, stroking along his glans.
"Now, give Marimo all your love and warm milk."
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