I nervously pulled the gold zipper of the dress skirt and opened it to the side. My anxious hand ran down her sides before stopping at her black lace thong. There was some pause before my eagerness took over, and I was pitching the underwear somewhere behind me. I yanked my shirt over my head before coming down to her neck, kissing it gently as she fumbled with the buttons of her shirt.
Impatience set in and I grabbed the shirt aggressively, ripping it open, causing a few buttons to pop off. My mind didn’t have time to fool with the bra as I just pulled it down and put my mouth on her nipples.
She ran her fingers through my hair, letting off soft moans that made my heart bounce. “So, this is really happening,” she muttered as I travelled down her abdomen, kissing her tan skin as she arched at my touch. Chloe was well-groomed and maintained below, which I preferred, truthfully. To me, it added a maturity aspect that I liked. I knew from Danelle's over-sharing that she waxed herself often, which seemed to be the norm now from how she talked.
I stopped between her legs and glanced up. “You want it to happen, right?”
Chloe looked down at me, embarrassed. “Yes,” she nodded as I continued on, pleasuring her with my tongue. I absolutely had no notion of what I was doing down here, but for what I had read in some trashy romance novels and seen on anatomy diagrams. However, holding the pillow over her face seemed like a good sign as I moved my tongue over her clit and between her lips, while my hand reached up to grab her firm breasts. For their size, they were incredibly perky and I knew keeping my hands off them following this was going to be difficult.
This all stopped, though, after I heard a muffled meow.
“Did you meow?”
She leaned down, trying to pull me up to her by my chin. I followed her tug as I came to her face. “Can you just fuck me already?” Chloe requested, and the tone was definitely new. It was so impatiently aroused that it made me eager to please her more. Her voice would seriously have control over me, and that worried me.
Chloe stared at the ceiling as I kicked my shorts off my ankle and stood up. She let out a long exhale before glancing down at me, standing at the end of the bed. We both stared at each other for a moment before she tossed her bra off, along with her remaining clothes and hurried into the middle of the bed without taking her eyes off me. I glided onto the mattress, moving between her legs as I kissed her neck. After fumbling around with what I thought would be a straightforward task, Chloe grew impatient and grabbed my cock, directing me into her. Keeping myself under control, I slowly slid deeper, and she clawed at my arm when I was too keen. The moment I completely entered her flooded me with ridiculous excitement.
Following some effort, I maintained a decent rhythm without her nails digging into me. My eyes could not find a place to rest as they jumped from Chloe's golden stare to her breast’s movements at my every thrust. The pleasure of being inside her was overwhelming, and I didn’t think it would feel quite that good. With each thrust, her moaning became louder, and she became wetter, which encouraged a faster pace—I understand the appeal of this act now, for better or worse.
“Don’t stop!” she mewled.
I held my breath as I continued to drive into her. Ecstasy filled my body as I didn’t attempt to remove myself and my finger dug into the covers balling in my hand.
After a long pause I figured it was time to break the silence. “Sorry,” I said, breathing heavily, not wanting to look her in the eyes. It ended way too quickly, embarrassingly so. This could have gone better. I had thought I would last more than a minute.
Chloe tittered, squeezing her legs around me, denying my exit from her. “Did you…”
“That was wrong of me, and I am sorry that was so quick,” I mumbled, working up the courage to look her in the eyes.
Chloe just shook her head as she got lost in my gaze. “I’m okay with that.”
“It’s unlikely you’ll get pregnant, cross-species reproduction with elves—” Chloe put her hand over my mouth. “I know,” she replied, sitting up to kiss me. Before rubbing my arm, she lingered on my lips. “You’ll have plenty of time to redeem yourself.” Her ears were sitting back as she looked at me.
I glanced over at her tail moving around in a way I would say is exciting. “Does that mean you’re happy?” I pointed at her tail, but she completely ignored my question.
Chloe nervously swallowed. “Did you sleep with someone during these last Seven months?”
Oh, that was a nervous wagging.
Confusion ran over my face. I hadn’t had time to do anything these past months—well, I did touch Beatrice's tit, but I was going to leave that out. “No, you’re the only person I’ve ever been with,” I answered, getting up to fetch her a towel to clean up.
I climbed into bed, handing her the towel. Chloe cleaned herself and tossed the towel on the floor, joining me as we lay under the covers naked. This was nice. She made me feel good, and I wished I had talked to her more in the past months. I rarely like people touching me, but I want her glued to my side
Oh, I needed to change these sheets before Rachel tired too.
“You seemed like you knew what to do, and… the oral was fantastic,” she said, hiding her face in my neck. “Not that I have anything to compare too.”
Maybe those trashy books Danelle let me borrow came in handy. “That was mostly from me studying smut,” I replied, embarrassed as she sat up with a grin.
“So, you planned on sleeping with me?” she asked, and I nodded as she kissed me deeply before pulling away. “How long?”
I glanced away. “Sometimes, I would picture the women in the books as you.”
“Why don’t you tell me how long, Cyrus?”
I sighed. “I started fantasising a little before I moved into my new apartment,” I answered, and the biggest grin formed on her perfect lips.
“I didn’t talk to any men, I promise.”
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My hand fell on her head as I caressed her gently. “You didn’t need to do that. You were under no obligation with how I acted.”
“I’m going to say something blunt,” Chloe said, sitting up with her legs crossed and the covers under her armpits, “I am not May. When I say I love you, it’s true, and I would never sink to the level she did to get back at you.”
“You know,” I said, glaring down in shame.
“I do, but that will never happen with me, I promise,” Chloe added, staring at me intensely.
I shook my head. “It’s not a competition.”
Chloe jumped on me, holding herself over me as her black and white hair fell into my face. “That’s right, because I already won, and you’re mine forever.”
“You know heroes die very early. I just want you to understand that.”
She smiled at me. “Good thing you’re so strong.”
“Healers cause DNA damage with the regeneration magica. So, if I am not killed, cancer will most likely take me… eventually.”
Chloe pouted. “Why do you gotta say that?”
“Because… I love you, and I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’m a big girl. I’ll be okay,” Chloe said, kissing me a few times before she moved down to my neck, amorously biting at it.
“You gonna mark my neck up,” I said, and she stopped returning to my eyes.
“Good, I am marking what’s mine,” Chloe responded with a grin.
Chloe turned the shy switch off, and I was very into it. She was gorgeous, and if the xenophobia wasn’t so bad here against her kind, she would have had men tripping over themselves to have a chance with her. But what was an idiotic mindset only benefited me in the end.
“You are way out of my league,” I said, shaking my head.
Chloe huffed, “I got big boobs, that’s about it, and that’s nothing special.”
“I’m not that shallow.”
“I wish I could believe that, but your eyes rarely sit on my face,” she smirked, and I rolled her over, swapping positions.
Chloe stared up at me with such a blissful smile that it made my heart beat faster. I didn’t need May. Finally, I found someone who made me truly happy, and I was reevaluating what love was. Sure, I was young, but I had such intense feelings for this woman that May never came close to.
“Should we go again?”
“I think—” Chloe grinned before a loud knock at my door interrupted her. She sighed. “That is probably Edwin. I said I would be back.”
“You probably should get back then. Let’s not push it with him,” I replied, and she agreed as she got dressed. I tossed some sweatpants on, making my way to the door. I opened it to Edwin with his arms crossed.
“Question one, why haven’t you been in school, and two, where’s my secretary?” he asked, pushing his glasses up.
Chloe came up from behind, tucking one of my shirts into her skirt. I definitely ruined her work shirt by being horny. “Sorry, Cyrus had to show me something,” she said, glancing down at my shirt, “um, I spilt coffee on my dress shirt.”
Edwin’s eye glanced at my shirtless self before returning to Chloe’s nervous face. “Clearly, whatever he had to show you was important, considering how much paperwork we have.”
“It was,” I said, and Edwin stared at me for a solid minute.
Edwin seemed to accept my response as Chloe spoke up. “I’ll make sure to get everything done,” she answered, putting her hand up to get his attention. “I promise,” she finished, walking out the door and down the hall.
“Get dressed. We need to talk to the Magister,” Edwin said, stepping inside and closing the door behind him. “Hurry.”