“Don’t mention it. With that out of the way… Why do I feel a giant bulge under my thigh?” She asks in a mischievous tone.
I can’t help but scoff. “That has to be a rhetorical question. How can I not be rock hard after touching your naked body to my heart’s content for such a long time?
Furthermore, I was already horny as fuck back when I fingered Blossom, then even more so when I got all my broken upgrades, then Aurora threw herself onto me but I ended up postponing that particular decision… Blossom just had to get knocked out before I could have her assist me in releasing my pent up frustration… Such is life.
Full of hardships meant to be overcome with gritted teeth and a clenched butthole.”
Ayame giggles jovially, “you poor soul. Such arduous trials you must overcome on this wretched day!”
She quiets down for a few seconds then slaps my chest with force, seemingly coming to a resolution. “You know what? I’ve decided. I will show you why I believed that I would be easily able to charm you and become your favorite girl- should I wish to- no matter how many women you add to your harem. Count your lucky stars, Quinlan, for I will release your pent up frustrations for you.”
Just as Ayame says that, she raises herself from her comfortable position by my side and sits on top of my stomach with her back towards me. Then, she lifts her hands to the air and removes her pink gown, much to my great surprise. Well, this whole rapid development is making me feel lost and utterly flabbergasted.
She was threatening me minutes ago and now willingly wants to give me a handy? What is going on in that peculiar brain of hers?
“Lift your hips. I will free your unjustly imprisoned saber.” What is she even saying? Every time she opens her mouth I become more confused.
However, I entertain her command as I lift my body while she is still seated on top of me, causing her naked feet to begin dangling in the air as she is too far above the bed to support herself.
She leans forward and I can no longer hold back, I activate my primordial eyes. Her full bakery is on display for me to see, but just for good measure I reach for her bottom with both hands and spread her cheeks to give me a perfect, five star view of both her alluring pink flower and tiny rear hole.
Ayame giggles, “you know, in this pitch black room your glowing red eyes are a dead giveaway of you peeping on me… Well, go ahead, enjoy this special occasion. Though, you should try to dim them down or something before you go on a serious stealth mission.”
“Stop your yapping about combat, woman. I couldn’t care less when my shaft is about to burst. I demand immediate relief.”
“Oh~? Someone’s getting his voice back, but you shouldn’t forget which one of us is on top of the other.” While saying this, she grabs my underpants and begins lifting it, pushing it off towards my legs.
“What the hell is going on with you? One moment you threaten to tear me apart, next you are willingly servicing me?” I can’t help but ask my thoughts out loud.
She scoffs, “do you seriously think that what happened in the cave only had an effect on you? I’ve never been as wet as when I was back then, no matter how much I touched myself in the past, and I didn’t even lower my pants there, let alone start masturbating!
Also, I just became level 15 today, which I know for mister primordial over here is just another number, but for us normal existences each level takes painstaking effort to reach. At the stage I’m at, leveling up just once can take many months, even years.
Also, let’s not forget that we got a Legendary artifact, a fucking Geim seed which will quite possibly make us richer than the royal family themselves in a few decades should we nurture it well, we’ve also secured a talented, young alchemist’s loyalty, gotten three Geimroots, I had an amazing death battle with Iris, and if that all wasn’t enough, after a year of utter misery I’ve gotten rid of that oversized iron collar that haunted me continuously, replaced by this cute little fashionable ‘choker’, as you call it.
I simply can’t hold myself back to be my usual, reserved self right now, for I am so incredibly horny!” Ayame finishes her long-winded, whining monologue by yelling the last sentence into the air without a care in the world.
Who is this woman shamelessly saying all these vulgarities on top of me while finally managing to free me of my underpants?
I don’t recognize Ayame at all, but one thing is for sure, I’m not complaining.
Hearing how much she needs relief, I decide to make a noble sacrifice as I grab her waist and yoink her down from my waist onto my chest. “Kyaa! Quinlan?!”
“I’m hungry.” I murmur and spread her cheeks before I begin devouring her pink folds. She wasn’t lying, she really is horny. As soon as my tongue reaches her, her juices roll onto my taste buds, allowing me to finally know Ayame’s sacred flavor.
And how utterly delicious she is. I just can’t get enough. I grab her waist with both hands to lift her up and plant her straight onto my face, where she acts like a living fountain providing yours truly with direct access to her oozing, near limitless eastern flavored nectar.
Soon she begins moaning, creating a beautiful chorus that makes my throbbing member grow to a never before seen size.
This is an amazing woman. I absolutely love her.
“Quinlan…? Ah! What is this feeling?!”
“I don’t know, my pussy had never been eaten out before.” I state amid loud slurps and fierce tongue movements.
“Ah~! Ahh~! You are so damn fucking funny! And I can’t even help you release when that was the whole point of it all! Ahhh~! My arms are not at all long enough to reach…” she broods, “wait, I have an idea.
This way we can both feel good!”