"Zaediel always had warmth and care for people he knew personally. When he visited me for the third time since our first encounter, I learned that warmth and care were not only a part of his personality. I still remember what he did, and it'd make any girl blush."
-Haleen, Collector of Tomes, Author of Zaediel's Origins
~~~(POV: Justin Xander)~~~
~~~(Location: Outside, Geonia City, Aeternitatem Genesis)~~~
~~~(Day, Date, Time: Tuesday, April 16th, 12:15 PM PST)~~~
~~~(Current Age: 19 Years)~~~
Now that I'm standing outside her house, I can't help thinking I might've overthought our talk yesterday. Odds are good Haleen was only saying that to mess with me, haha... I can deny it as much as possible, but the way she looked at me when she said it refutes this line of hope.
"Well, I wasn't expecting a visit from you so soon."
A floaty, feminine voice rips me from my thoughts as its familiar tone and sound instantly find a place in my head. I slowly turn my head to my left, and there I see Haleen. She's got a bag hanging from her right arm, which looks to be filled with books.
Her eyebrow raises at the awkward silence I'm making by not saying anything. I shake my head free of the junk and turn to her. Looking her in the eyes as I do.
"Hey, Haleen. I'm sorry to stop by so soon after you helped me yesterday, but I need your help again."
A grin slowly forms on her lips the longer my response goes on. Once I finish my request, there is a slight edge to her eyes, which had a softer angle a few seconds ago. She walks past me and to the door, waving her hand in front of it.
I watch some kind of magic circle appear for a second between her hand and the door, but after it's gone, the door clicks and slowly swings open. I watch as she turns her back slightly and looks at me over her shoulder.
"If you want my help, Zaediel, I'll need your help with something first."
The sultry and enticing tone she laces her words with is already enough to send any man to the moon. I can't help thinking I'm walking into a lioness' den. I decide I shouldn't resist or complain, and I just step forward to the doorway.
Stopping for a second in the doorway, next to Haleen. She looks at me with a piercing gaze that says every intention she has after we enter her home. As I step past her and enter, I hear her follow me, and the door shuts behind us.
The sound of a bag filled with books hitting the ground almost makes me jump, but I keep my composure. After a second, she's in front of me with her hand grabbing mine. Leading us both to and up the stairs. About halfway up, she looks back at me.
"It shouldn't take longer than 30 minutes."
There is an almost audible gulp as I hear her say that. She continues guiding me up the stairs. All I can think about is how challenging these next thirty minutes will be.
As a man who has a decent amount of experience, 30 minutes is a rather extensive session. Sure, I've gone maybe 10 to 15 minutes longer, but most of the time, I don't need to go more than 15 minutes.
She wants double the usual expectation... Hopefully, I can score extra points and shorten that time expectation with some of the tricks up my sleeve.
After a few seconds, we're outside what I assume to be her bedroom door. I look at it, and I swear, I can almost see a fog-like wall from those vintage games from the 21st century.
"Get ready for the best experience of your life, little boy."
An edge of dominance enters Haleen's voice as she twists the knob to the bedroom. I've got a feeling I'm about to experience something pretty crazy.
~~~(POV: Haleen)~~~
~~~(Location: Home, Geonia City, Aeternitatem Genesis)~~~
~~~(Day, Date, Time: Tuesday, April 16th, 1:05 PM PST)~~~
~~~(Age: 38 Years)~~~
By the Gods above...
Another wave of orgasmic electricity shoots through my body as I stare up at the ceiling. My labored breathes fill the room as sweat rolls down every inch of my body. The white flash and stars exploding in my head are ringing in my ears.
"Fuuuuck."
Another wave of electricity shoots through me as a guttural growl leaves Zaediel as he voices his own pleasure. My legs tightly wrapped around him, not letting him go. Feeling every pump of his seed filling my womb.
I feel him leave me with an audible pop, and the bed shakes as he falls next to me on the bed. The blood rushing to my head is making it hard to think, and the ringing still hasn't stopped. For the next few minutes, I continue to experience aftershocks of pleasure.
"I hope that was to your liking, my lady..."
I can actually hear Zaediel speak now that my hearing is returning. His words bounce around in my head as I compare what we just did for the past half hour to experiences I've had in the past, and none of them even come close to this.
"Yeah~... It was... Amazing~..."
He's just so...
Big.
Biggest I've ever had...
His moves... The way he moved... It's making my head spin just remembering the feeling.
"Good... That's good... I'm glad..."
His voice starts to trail off in a signal of tiredness. I gently roll my head to look at him, and I see his eyes fighting to stay open. A small smile appears on my lips, and I move to him. Wrapping myself around him, feeling the weight of sleep.
Before I know it, I'm falling asleep with him.
~~~(POV: Justin Xander)~~~
~~~(Location: Haleen's House, Geonia City, Aeternitatem Genesis)~~~
~~~(Day, Date, Time: Tuesday, April 16th, 4:49 PM PST)~~~
~~~(Current Age: 19 Years)~~~
The sound of a horse neighing loudly pulls me from the darkness of my dreamless sleep. The cracking of my eyelids floods my vision with light. Once my eyes are open and fully adjusted, I recognize the ceiling above me.
My mind flashes through the memories of what Haleen and I did, and a small sense of satisfaction bubbles up in me. There are things both of our bodies did that told the other we weren't faking anything.
"Hmm..."
A small, tired groan fills my ears with a feminine tone. There, a black mess of hair is soundly sleeping attached to me like I'm a premium body pillow. Haleen wasn't expecting the moves I pulled out, but she had some pretty nice skills too. An encounter I'm not forgetting, and I hope she can say the same.
I lean up in the bed, and that's when I realize it's almost five o'clock in the evening. I've wasted half a day basically sleeping.
"I must've needed it..."
I have been tackling AG hard like everyone else. Sometimes, when a gamer only means to close their eyes for 20 minutes, it can turn into a five-hour nap. If you know, you know.
"I know I sure did."
The satisfied and floaty voice of Haleen interrupts my thoughts. She leans up from the bed, too, and sits up beside me. Her long black hair cascades down to naturally cover her nude chest.
She smiles at me as she places a longer kiss on the cheek. She pulls away after a second with a small red dusting of embarrassment on her cheeks. Her eyes soften as she changes target and takes my lips instead.
After a more-than-necessary amount of time swapping tongues, she pulls away while running her fingers through my hair. An almost disappointed look appears on her delicate features as she stares into my blue eyes.
"It's my turn to help you now, huh? Whatever you need of me, Zaediel, I'll give you my best effort."
Her hand glides from my hair and down my cheek with a great deal of affection. More than you'd expect from someone you've only known for four days. Given what we just did, though, this isn't a stretch.
"So, what is it you need to know?"
The tone of her voice conveys to me that she genuinely wants to help me. I shouldn't waste anymore time than I have. My eyes soften as I look at her, and I take a breath to speak.
"I'm trying to locate an assassin by the moniker of Dusk who operates here, in (Geonia). Do you happen to know where I can find them?"
As I slowly explain my request, an inquisitive, slightly surprised look appears on Haleen's face. Based on the limited information I've given her, she's probably thinking what I'm up to.
After a moment of thought on her end, she stands up without hesitation or worry. Giving me a view of her bare body, but I know I must focus as I shake my thoughts free. She goes to the bookcase here in her bedroom and pulls out a book.
I watch as she opens it, revealing that the center is cut out, and a smaller black book rests inside. She pulls it out and flips through the pages.
"Ah-ha!"
After a second, she lands on the page she's looking for with her finger resting on a name. She looks to me with a pleased look as she moves back to the bed with the book in hand, ready to share the information.