Seinnissia’s smooth skin is flawless, absent of imperfections or blemishes, of course, if i ignore the noticeable bruise on her back.
The pressure of my therapeutic touch is just charged with the right strength, not soft or harsh, eliciting the attention of my sexy Fiancée, who is shivering with a mixture of pain and pleasure.
Though the healing properties of my natural lubrication, diminishes the stingy sensation, amplifying the bliss she can perceive.
Without asking her permission, i climb onto the bed, hovering over Seinnissia, placing my knees on the sides of her thighs, delimiting how much she can move, without touching her.
She remains silent, whether for fear, out of curiosity, or helplessness due to our short altercation in the Blue adows, as i taught Seinnissia, that she can’t beat in lee combat.
This realization inspire within a fleeting but valid confusion, as i haven’t seen Seinnissia or Vestaria using their Emts to directly affect any Anthropoid.
{Perhaps it’s a limitation?. Or is it related to the mass of the object?. If heaviness is a factor, couldn’t they simply employ pellets as if they were bullets?}.
My mind wanders for a brief mont, reminding of the massive lack of overall knowledge while regarding the new world, especially due to how deficient are the mories i received from the «Mirror ».
Leaving my partner’s back completely covered with a glossy layer of natural lube, i can’t help but to have the primal need to turn Seinnissia into my personal canvas, painting her white with my seed.
{My sperm must be better than my lube}.
I scoff to myself, the thought is absurd on so many levels. But i have to admit, that my dick certainly produces much more lubrication than the rest of my body.
Euphoric with the implication, i readjust and lower my posture, bringing my pelvis closer to Seinnissia’s buttocks.
Our bodysuits touch each other, suppressing her against the mattress.
Startled, she clenches her rear by reflex, obliviously sandwiching the bulge in my groin.
"What are you trying to do?". She asks with ragged breath, her innocent intonation infected with expectancy and excitent, aware of what i want, but feign ignorance.
"You say it before Seinnissia. I’m getting frisky". The bodysuit protecting , vanishes, absorbed into my skin, letting my engorged virility to sprung free, resting on My Fiancée’s covered ass cheeks.
"Vurckair. I am not prepared to give you my Virginity". She expresses flatly, devoid of hesitation, but clearly desiring that i have in storage an alternative solution.
"You don’t have to stop being a Maiden". I whisper hoarsely on her right ear, leaning down without pressing my body over her bruised back. "There are always ways around it, let taught you, like you will instruct in the late evening...".
"Do what you want. But...".
I cut her short. "Your pussy is out of the equation. Be at ease, i will not touch you there, unless you ask to...". I nibble her ear". And Seinnissia. Talk to , for whatever you want. If it bothers you, don’t occult it to . Similar to what you ntioned earlier, «Ceremony or not», we are together, and this won’t work if we are not honest with the other".
She tilts her head, looking at . "Have you done this «Ways around» with the Pirate Whore?".
"Who is talking about other won now?". I tease, shaking my head in negation, though it seems condescending from her perspective, so i enjoy the annoyed jealousy in her rolling upset eyes.
"You are an insufferable idiot!". She screams confused. "Why being with you for a couple of hours made like this!. So vulnerable and insecure!".
Seinnissia’s complain is amusing, so i rub my forehead against her temple.
"I don’t know, perhaps is how resolute you are with our compromise, along the way you show how much you care for , even if you are not fully aware of it... , and to clarify. I t Cutie today, just before encountering you... , Can you tell ?. Why you two are so against the other?. I can sense it, even when she conceals it very well with her acting skills".
"Vurckair. The Sunderzen House has defended the shores of Clamour City for thousands of years. The Kerran where Fishern in our beaches and reefs, turning into Pirates that later on helped our enemies to lose a close archipelago. and with this, they were granted their status as Corsairs...".
{So they start as nothing more than hard working civilians that beca aquatic bandits, then criminals with licenses, and after their ordeal in the past battle against the «Darnagarian», they returned to their origins like heroic saviours}.
"My House, the Sunderzen, had been battle with them for more than eleven centuries, Vurckair, and so mbers of her Family, «Were», or «Are» sworn nesis, from what they did to our Citizens and my Relatives".
{«Our?». So any House of Clamour City is part of a Council rulling the whole territory?. Like a sort of Commonwealth?. No wonder she is so pissed off. Cutie’s Lineage are basically traitors who now are not different than senators}.
"Vurckair. I won’t tell you to leave her, it’s none of my business who you sleep with to keep you entertained. Just don’t get infected with any strange diseases, or i will be very angry with you".
"Rest assured and reassured Seinnissia. My lubrication does more than assist on healing, it disinfects, cleans and purifies unwanted residues. I could not shower for a month, being daily stain with putrid shit, and i still be pristine, odorless and absent of any foul stench... , Or is your back not better?".
"The pain is less intense". She admits, and i use the opportunity to partially present my goal.
"You know Seinnissia. I have an idea. Would you want to explore it with ?".
"Is it «Intimate»?".
"Extremly...".
Rather than words to elaborate further. I prefer to show my Progress Panel.
[ Vurckair Vecturion ]
[ Sodomizer ] [ Level 0 / 0 ]
[ Proficiency ] [ 7 / 200 ]
[ Experience ] [ 820 / 2000 ]
She blinks, is obvious she noticed sothing like Vestaria did, but keeps it to herself, maintaining her composure and focus on the pending topic...
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