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*WARNING* Skippable mature scene 18+ (START)
Contains: oral MxF
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Lucian licked a long strip along her folds. She trembled, her moan muffled in her mouth, making him feel the vibration on his tip.
"Celine, I'm about to..." his sentence was interrupted by a loud grunt. She picked up the pace, and he felt the wave of pleasure overtake him.
He spilled his seed on her tongue, and she licked him clean, swallowing every drop.
"Haah...haa..." he breathed, his eyes closing in bliss.
Celine didn't give him a single chance to catch a break and continued to stroke him.
"Wa-wait," he groaned, "give me a moment."
He quickly got up, moving his crotch away from her mouth, and kneeled in front of her, "You..you..."
She chuckled at his loss of words, licking the corner of her mouth, "Yum...hngh."
He spread her legs apart and moved his mouth to her sex, kissing and lapping her up.
"Mmm...mmm...Mmmh." She fisted his hair and arched her back, her mouth hanging open and eyes closed.
"Lu...Lucian...mmmmm," she whimpered. Her hips lifted, and she squirmed against his fingers that rubbed her folds. She panted in a feverish haze, "There, just there... yes... yes...mhhhh!"
She jerked against him, her legs shaking, her body convulsing in waves of pleasure, and he felt himself hardening again.
While cleaning her up with his tongue, Lucian looked up from between her legs.
She released his hair from her grip, and her hand fell limply to her side. Her eyes were half lidded, her lips parted in a dreamy state, her chest rising and falling as she caught her breath.
She was a beautiful mess, a mess that was made by him.
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*WARNING* Mature scene 18+ (END)
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She lifted her arms towards him, beckoning him to her, and he moved on top of her, covering them with the blanket.
"..."
"..."
"..."
It's not like they fell to their carnal desires and let nature take over. They promised to appreciate each other's bodies, and that's exactly what they did.
Appreciate, worship, and praise each other with... their tongues and hands, instead of words.
"..."
"..."
"..."
Lucian blinked bashfully at her side profile. Celine's cheeks were a rosy red, her eyes darting to the side, her thoughts also lost and scattered.
The relaxing effect it had on her, and the peace he felt afterward, he could see himself doing this to her more often. She seemed to love his little general, which meant more for him, too. (Don't ask him why he started to call it that.)
"I have to go," she whispered after a few moments of silence.
Lucian nodded reluctantly and rolled over on his back, allowing her to get off the bed. He helped her find her clothes and put them on with her.
She was still a little clumsy from the aftereffect; her legs stayed in an unnatural pose for too long after all.
She cleaned him well too, so he just had to put on his pants and underclothes to be dressed.
"I'll grab my cloak and walk you to the academy," he said, rushing to his office to get his things.
Celine was rummaging through her shelves, pulling out a makeup box when he returned.
She could transform herself into Edward, so he wasn't that surprised that she could do the same with another woman.
"Who is staying in your stead in the academy?" Lucian asked, realizing that she was joking when she said that she had kidnapped herself. Someone must be wearing a wig and sleeping in her room.
Celine didn't answer, and he didn't pry. It had to be one of the children she recruited during her childhood, the same way she tried to recruit him.
A spy in the academy grounds sounded like something she would have.
He accompanied her out of the building and into the dimly lit street. Putting on his hat and holding his walking cane in his right hand, he offered her his left arm, and she took it with a pleased smile.
She hooked her arm around his, and they both started to walk towards the academy, slowly and without a hurry.
It was a nice, warm night. There were a few people out, walking to the nearby taverns.
They felt like a real couple. He could get used to such an atmosphere, where he could enjoy the city life with her by his side. It was like a dream come true.
They stopped in an inconspicuous alley close to the academy to say their goodbyes.
She lifted his chin, and he leaned in to kiss her. It was a quick kiss, barely touching lips, before she broke the contact.
He watched her from the alley as she crossed the street. She didn't look back at him, but he was sure she could feel his eyes following her until she disappeared inside a building.
The building was probably connected to the academy through a hidden passage. How else could she have gotten in and out without getting caught?
Generations of Rochefort had been attending the academy, so they must have found ways to sneak out. They had the means and the money to make it happen.
However, Lucian didn't know if it was a smart idea for her to reveal her family secret to him. She only laughed when he asked and then told him that she had built it recently for her own convenience.
She couldn't afford to leave everything on her father's or brother's shoulders.
She had a few distant relatives from her mother's side of the family, who carried the Rochefort name, but that was not enough to protect the family's interests.
The family had been declining in power and influence for generations now. Deaths and misfortune had taken their toll on their numbers and resources.
What power did they use to wield at their peak, for them to still be the wealthiest and most influential family in the kingdom?
They still owned quarter of the kingdom's land during their decline, so the answer was pretty obvious.