After pushing Verdra down, She's now lying down flat on her back—with me on top of her.
I pulled my mouth back from hers—After long, passionate tongue fight—propping myself up by putting each of my hands beside either sides of her head and repositioning one knee between her thighs.
I looked straight into her eyes—eyes now clouded with shyness yet lit by a heated gaze, a bewitching sight that would steal the breath of any man who meets them.
For a few moments, we did nothing but locked each other eyes, trading heated gazes as our shoulders rose and fell in uneven breaths, with silence between us speaks louder than any words would.
Honest to my desires, I slowly reached my hands out towards her shirt's buttons, undoing them one by one. Although she's hesitated for a moment, she also starts doing the same with mine.
With both of our shirt's buttons are completely undone, our bare front body are now visible to each other—though not quite yet, Verdra's white, upper-undergarment was still there to cover hers.
There's a bloody-red mark—with more intricate design than the one at back of my right hand—slightly below her right collar bone,
That's the proof of our contract… it somewhat makes her look even more alluring.
I slowly reached my hands towards her back to undo the last thing that prevents me from feasting my eyes—to my surprise, she willingly helping me out by slightly arching her back.
*Click*
Done unhooking it, I pulled back my hands from her back as she put her back down to its original position.
Shoving down her white upper-undergarment, I can finally see her twin mounds.
…So these are girl's breasts? What a wonderful sight to behold.
Verdra has moderate size mounds. Their buds were brightly pink like a ripe peach, surrounded by slightly darker pink areolas. And they shaped really beautifully, truly the gods perfect creation. My eyes just won't get enough of seeing them.
Seeing me looking at her mounds with such seriousness, her face gets even more red from embarrassment as she covered her eyes with her left arm—a gesture that's just so cute, it excites me even more.
I gently moved her arm away from her eyes so I could see her face more clearly. Shyness was written all over her inviting expression—an irresistibly tempting sight. Before I could stop myself, I leaned in and snatched her lips with another rough kiss. As I did, my hand traced a slow path from her navel upward, lingering deliberately as it climbed toward her mounds.
The moment my hand touches the bulge, she yelped with her breath hitched and her body twitched as if electrocuted. Kneading it lightly, I slowly but surely bring my fingers to its peak.
After my fingers are done with their mountain climbing, I pressed the peak inward with my thumb, granting me a sweet, muffled moan from her,
"Ahmpf…"
…it's so soft, and intoxicatingly pleasant to the touch. Now I finally understood why so many historical conflicts were caused by men's pursuits of women. Faced with this kind of pleasure, I could almost believe I'd be willing to kill for it, too.
I parted my lips from hers and begun trailing down slowly along the curve of her neck with the tip of my nose. As if she had already read my thoughts, she tilted her head to the other side, exposing her flawless neckline and offering it to me without a word.
Sensing no hesitation from her, I pressed many gentle kisses there—unhurried and lingering—occasionally grazing her skin with my teeth just enough to draw a soft shiver from her body.
Faint crimson marks bloomed against her pale skin, subtle yet unmistakable. They were silent proof—different from the contract's mark, but just as binding—that she was mine, and mine alone.
Satisfied with her neck, I slowly lowered myself. My gaze tracing her figure to memorize every inch of her curve, lingered for a moment, shamelessly admiring her, carving the image deep into my memories so I'd never forget the wonderful sight, as my hands slid to hold her mounds firmly before I savor one of its buds with the tip of my shrewd tongue.
"Hnghh!" covering her mouth with the back of her hand, she held a groan.
"I-I'm sorry!" Feeling a bit guilty, I pulled back in a haste. "Did that hurt?"
She shook her head, denied it telepathically. "No... It's just—feels kinda weird… do whatever you like."
I didn't understand why she had to tell me telepathically, but given permission, I indulge myself further. Savoring her mounds in turns in my mouth, playing with their buds with my tongue, and also gently grazing them between my teeth.
"Ngnnh— Ahn… haahh…" As time went on, she cannot hold her soft moan back any longer.
A few minutes of hearing her soft, sweet moaning voice, while also savoring and playing her mounds, it brings me into my wits end. My pants that had been a really tight fit just from our passionate kiss earlier, right now feels like they're about to burst out at any moment from containing something very hard inside.
I stopped myself from toying with her mounds, slowly glanced up to her vermilion eyes with a gaze full of heat.
"Verdra… I can't hold it anymore," I pleaded feverishly. "I want you… I want you really bad, like right now… I wouldn't take 'no' as an answer…"
Her body shivered all of a sudden at my words, as our—both mine and hers—contact's marks shone in a faint, fleeting reddish light.
Whatever that strange phenomenon was, I couldn't care less. I was so infatuated with her at the moment that I would kill someone—anyone! who had the guts to even dare interrupt us.
Biting the back of her index finger, she nodded once meekly.
I stood up on my knees and slid down my pants, letting my now super hardened meat rod out in the open for the eyes to see. She flinched and got slightly taken aback the moment her eyes landed on it.
I crouched back down, helped her remove her already disheveled shirt and upper-undergarment from her body. I then reached out my hands to the fastener of her skirt, stripping it down her waist through her legs, leaving only her white, lower-undergarment on.
The moment my hands reached her waist to slid down the last piece of fabric on her, she stopped me by firmly held my hands in place.
"You… want me to stop?" I asked, the faint disappointment in my voice slipping out before I could hide it.
A trace of guilt flickered across her face at my words. She loosened her grip on my wrists, her fingers retreating as she looked away.
"S-sorry," she murmured shyly. "I didn't mean it like that. It's just… really embarrassing."
She stole a quick glance back at me, cheeks burning.
"Y-you can continue now."
What is this super cute creature?!
This was the first time she spoke directly to me after I'd pushed her down.
Given her personality, I had always thought she would take more of an active role in stuff like this—but instead, she simply followed my lead without questions.
Obedient. Quiet. Trusting.
It was a side of her I had never knew before.
I slid her lower-undergarment down off her, tossing it aside. Now, we're both completely bare—yet, her hands still covering her private part in embarrassment.
"Please, don't cover it," I pleaded.
She hesitantly pulled her hands upward from there, then placed them beside her head, curling her fingers into the sheets as if seeking something to hold onto. Turning her face slightly to the side, she cast me a shy, sidelong glance from beneath her lashes.
Mmmmgggghhh! Just how cute can this girl be?!
The moment I laid my eyes on her private , I let out an audible gulp. The tips of my fingers traced up her thigh slowly, reaching out to her cleft. A small gasp drew out her mouth the moment I arrived there.
It feels hot on my fingers, and it's filling my virgin fantasy with wonders. After shortly rubbed her there, I decide to stick my index finger inside to satisfy my curiosity.
It was slippery, drenched, and hot…
"Hnghh!" She grimaced and arched her back slightly.
"Did it hurt?"
She shook her head and replied sullenly with telepathy. "Stop asking questions for every little thing out there and just do it already! It's really embarrassing."
"O-okay."
She told me to 'just do it', and I did exactly that. I stick my finger in even deeper, moving it in and out, gently rubbing the inside. Each time I moved, she responded with a soft moan that really melts into my mind.
A very long minute later, I couldn't resist my desire for her any longer.
I took my now soaking wet finger out from her and raised my upper body up, moving my waist closer to hers before spreading her legs to my either sides, putting my shaft atop her lower abdomen between her thighs—turned our position into something I'd believe people called 'missionary'.
"Verdra… I'm putting it in," I told her.
She glanced down as she swallowed nervously, then averted her gaze from there before lifting her eyes to meet mine, giving a small, timid nod.
I slowly slid my meat rod to enter her tunnel. The moment my body part was slightly slid inside, a quiet, pained moan escaped her lips, bringing some of my senses back, and filled my heart with fear and guilt.
Her pained grunt the time she was hurled away by the first Yeti we fought together, echoed loudly in my mind, dragging back a flood of bad memories.
"I-I-I'm so, so sorry! Are you okay? Did I hurt you? Should I stop—?" I blurted out one after another, my voice trembling as panic rushed to my face.
"It… hurts a little, but I'll be fine. You can… continue," her meek reply surfaced in my mind, soft yet determined.
"A-alright… I—I will. Just… please, tell me right away if it hurts too much. I really, really am sorry," I apologized before slowly pushing further inside, granting a slight pained moan from her along the way of doing so.
It's not a smooth sail, my body part got squeezed very, very firmly on its journey of venturing deeper into the love hole. About halfway done, I felt something that posed more challenge to my thrust.
Is this, what they called… hymen?
So even a dragon has it?
I channel more strength on my hips to break her last resistance.
"Nggaaaah…! haah… haah… haah…" she's panting heavily, gripping hard on the sheets besides her head the whole process of her cleft swallowed me whole.
The insides are warm all over, wrapping me a in a strangely comforting sensation, enough to make my thoughts blurry—yet, it brings me an unmeasurable amount of pleasures.
"Are you okay?" I asked her again, worry creeping my face after watching her struggle of our assimilation.
"Mm…" She nodded weakly, then lifted her gaze to me, her eyes glassy and dazed. "…Could you kiss me?"
She reached her palms upward, silently beckoning me closer. I laced my fingers with hers and guided them beside her head, then leaned down to press a gentle kiss to her lips, hoping it would ease her defloweration pain—if only a little.
A faint shimmer of tears clung to the corners of her eyes. I just couldn't tell whether they were from pain, embarrassment, or happiness—maybe all of them tangled together. All I knew was that, in this moment, her face looked unbearably dazzling.
About a minute later, I slowly pulled my lips away from hers and asked in a quiet voice, "I'm going to start moving now… are you sure you're okay?"
"Mm." She nodded meekly before encircled her hands behind my neck to keep my face close.
I started moving my hips back and forth slowly so that I'm not hurting her. Each time I moved, she responded with a soft moan that gradually replaced all the guilt I felt earlier with excitement. My movements are progressively getting faster from the immeasurable amount of pleasure I felt for each time I pushed and pulled my body into, or out of her.
"Verdra… haah… Verdra…" I called her name for several times without any good reasons to.
"Nghah… Yuu— ghah… ahh… aah… hyah— Yuuu…" She followed by repeatedly calling my name—although incoherently. Her slight pained moan from earlier began to fade away, as more of the pleasured one fills in.
I stopped my movement and pulled her body up, positioned her straddle on my lap before starts rocking my hips back and forth once again. I embraced her body and embedded my face in her mounds, sucking and munching on them vigorously like a newborn baby.
As I indulge myself with her mounds, I looked up her face—shy, heat, and pleasured—that face was also looking down at me.
The moment our eyes met, I stopped myself from savoring her mound and pulled back as she tightened her grip around my head, pulling me back in, pressing her lips against mine. It was a deep kiss—one that she initiated on her own volition—the sudden boldness caught me off guard. As if answering my unspoken course of thoughts, her hips began to move up and down as well, slowly matching my rhythm.
Even with our intense motions, she was able to maintain our mouths planted over each other's, refused to depart, like a real professional.
Those lips were as intoxicating as ever. No matter how many times I lingered on them, savoring every second, I never grew tired of the taste—if anything, it only made the craving deepen, pulling me back for more.
"Mfgh. Splrgh… pah—" As her breaths narrowed, she pulled her head back, putting a stop to our passionate kiss—or so I thought, heavier moans began to escape her lips for every moves that we performed together. "Haah… hyah… aahmg… aah—"
Her body began to tremble uncontrollably, and at the same time, a sensation like an electrical current surged through me—spreading from deep within, coiling tighter and tighter, as if it were ready to burst at any moment.
I pushed her down back to the sheets, grabbed either sides of her waist to held her body in place. She grabbed on my wrists as if she was preparing herself for what's to come.
I started rocking my hips even faster than ever before, granting me many soft, pleasured moan from her.
"Umgh… aah… ahhn… aah…"
"Haah— Verdra… something's about to— aah… come out!" I announced to her all the while my body's motions are getting rougher.
"Ahgh… Me— Aah… Ahn— Too… Haaah—" she replied incoherently.
I leaned forward atop her, pressing our bodies close together as I wrapped my arms around her shoulders, pulling her into a very tight embrace. In response, she clung to my back just as firmly—if not firmer—as if silently telling me not to even dare pulling away before her greatest needs were fulfilled.
"Verdra… Verdra… Verdraaa…!"
"Yu— aah… ahhn… aaah— Yuuuu…!"
I pulled back and plunged into her as deep as I possibly could.
Suddenly, my body shuddered heavily from unimaginable amount of pleasures—like I just got struck by huge surge of lightning, as I released my abundant of pent up pleasuresinside, filling her with my presence—fully unaware of the possible outcome, I simply can't think of anything else at the moment.
Verdra's body trembled heavily beneath me, squirming as her back arched slightly, convulsed unevenly, and desperate to not let go with her embrace tightened—it's started to hurt to be honest. Then, after a few fleeting moments, the tension drained from her all at once, and she went slack in my wrap.
""Haah… haah… haah…"" Exhausted, we're panting heavily in rhythm with each other.
My body was completely drenched in sweat, while Verdra's was the exact opposite—her skin still radiated its usual flawless fairness, unblemished by grime or moisture—except for the place I had just ravished all over, that is—still, I couldn't fathom how a True Dragon couldn't sweat at all, not even after how heated the act we had just performed together was.
I slowly unsheathed my body out from her, earning me her last sweet, lingering moan.
Raising my head, my gaze met hers. Her expression was shy, dazed, and frazzled—yet, deeply content. When our eyes met, she gave me a meek smile—a smile that conveyed all of her feelings without the need for a single word, one that filled my heart with quiet happiness.
To return those feelings, I gently pressed my lips to hers, brief and tender. There was no flaming passion, burning desire, nor tainted intention—only my pure love for her.
"I love you, Verdra," I said simply, my voice solemn.
"I love you too. Hehe," She giggled weakly.
I buried my face against her shoulder and tightened my embrace, trying to hide both my embarrassment and overwhelming joy.
"It might be a few days—or weeks? late for me to say this, but… happy birthday, Yuu," She spoke softly while rubbing my back in slow, comforting strokes. "I'm sorry I didn't prepare any present for you."
"What are you apologizing for?" I replied with a faint laugh. "I just received the best birthday present the entire galaxy has to offer."
I shifted from above to lie beside her instead.
Looking into her vermilion eyes, I asked quietly, "I've been dreaming of falling asleep in your embrace for so long, so... could we sleep together? even if it's just for tonig—" I paused and went into thought for a second.
I decided to stop being a wuss any longer.
"...No. Starting from tonight?"
Her cheeks, which had just returned to their usual color, flushed rosy once more. "I… I'd like that too."
I couldn't stop myself from grinning.
I summoned another yeti pelt from my Book and draped it over us. She moved closer and wrapped her arms around me gently. Perhaps it was the exhaustion from two days without proper rest—or how unexpectedly draining our most recent activity had been—the sleepiness overtook me almost instantly, bringing me into the land of dream.
That night, for the first time ever since my mother's, I fell asleep wrapped in the warmth of a gir—woman's embrace…