At that moment, Luke found himself staring at a pair of long, flawless legs.
Back home and changed into a light, breezy nightgown, Yuffie was dressed for comfort, creating a breathtaking view for Luke. A faint, tantalizing fragrance drifted from her legs, subtle but all the more enticing.
The dim light under the table cast a soft glow, and Luke's gaze traveled upward: the pale, slightly pink soles of her feet, toes like delicate pearls, the elegant curve of her arches, her crystalline ankles, rounded knees, and toned thighs… all leading to that captivating spot where her crossed legs formed a perfect triangle. Though her gown covered it, the slight curve still sent a jolt through Luke, his breath growing heavier.
"Long day, huh? Eat your snack and get some rest," Yuffie Mom said, setting a plate of food on the desk.
Under the table, Luke heard a soft thud from above, like a knock echoing in his chest, making the moment even more thrilling.
"Got it. I'll read a bit, then eat," Yuffie replied.
"How'd filming go today?" her mom asked.
Seeing her daughter wasn't ready to eat and sleep just yet, Yuffie Mom stepped closer, wanting to chat more. As she approached, Yuffie tensed up. To block any view of Luke hiding beneath, she tucked her legs in further.
In doing so, her calf brushed against Luke's face. The warm touch of her skin sent his heart racing. Though Yuffie was inexperienced in these matters, she was no kid—she knew exactly what was happening. Her ears turned bright red, and her fair, jade-like face flushed a soft pink. A mix of shyness, confusion, and excitement flickered in her eyes.
If she'd shown that kind of expression on set today, everyone would've been floored. She was already drop-dead gorgeous—could she really get even more stunning?
Instinctively, she started to pull her leg back, but Luke's strong arms gently held her calf in place.
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Luke's hand trailed down Yuffie's leg, his fingers tracing along her calf as he sank to his knees beneath the table. He could feel the heat radiating from her, the scent of her arousal driving him wild. With a soft groan, Luke pressed his lips against the soft skin of Yuffie's ankle, his tongue darting out to taste her.
Yuffie's fingers tangled in Luke's hair, her nails raking against his scalp as he slowly worked his way up her leg. His lips trailed a path of fire along her skin, each kiss sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her body. Yuffie's breath hitched as Luke's fingers found the hem of her skirt, his knuckles brushing against the wetness pooling between her thighs.
Luke's fingers hooked around the edge of Yuffie's panties, pulling them aside as he buried his face between her legs. His tongue darted out, tasting her sweetness as he explored her most intimate folds. Yuffie's fingers tightened in his hair, her hips bucking as he found her most sensitive spot.
Luke's fingers teased her entrance, slowly sliding inside as his tongue continued to work its magic. Yuffie's breath came in ragged gasps, her body trembling as she teetered on the edge of ecstasy. With a soft cry, she tumbled over the edge, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over her.
Luke's fingers continued to move inside her, drawing out her orgasm as he lapped up every drop of her sweetness. Yuffie's body went limp, her fingers releasing their grip on Luke's hair as she sank back into her chair. With a satisfied smirk, Luke emerged from beneath the table, his lips and chin glistening with Yuffie's wetness.
Yuffie's eyes widened as she took in the sight of Luke, his shirt rumpled and his hair tousled from her fingers. A wicked grin spread across her face as she reached beneath the table, her fingers tracing along the bulge in Luke's pants. "Your turn," she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
Luke's eyes darkened as Yuffie's fingers found the zipper of his pants, her hand slipping inside to wrap around his hard cock. She could feel him twitch beneath her touch, his breath hitching as she began to stroke him. With a soft growl, Luke leaned in, capturing Yuffie's lips in a searing kiss.
Their tongues danced together, each kiss deepening as Yuffie continued to stroke Luke's hard length. She could feel him growing harder beneath her touch, his breath coming in ragged gasps as she teased him closer and closer to the edge. With a soft moan, Luke broke the kiss, his head falling back as he surrendered to the pleasure coursing through his body.
Yuffie's hand moved faster, her fingers tightening around Luke's cock as she brought him to the brink. With a soft cry, Luke came, his body convulsing as he spilled his seed into Yuffie's waiting hand. She continued to stroke him, milking every last drop of pleasure from his body before releasing him with a satisfied smirk.
Luke's eyes fluttered open, his gaze meeting Yuffie's as she brought her hand to her lips, licking his cum from her fingers with a soft moan. =_=)
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"Why so quiet? Your face is all red—are you sick?" Yuffie Mom asked, concerned.
"No, I'm fine…" Yuffie stammered, flustered.
"By the way, what's your deal with Fei Yang? He's such a great guy—why aren't you into him?" her mom pressed. "Plenty of people have their eyes on him. Miss this chance, and you won't find another like him."
"He's nice, sure, but I've told you a million times—I'm into someone else. I have a boyfriend," Yuffie said firmly.
"You have a boyfriend?" her mom asked, shocked.
She'd kept a close eye on her daughter all these years, and Yuffie had never been close to any boys. Where did this boyfriend come from?
Yuffie once jokingly said she was the least attractive in her family. Whether that was true or not, her mom was undeniably a stunning woman with an air of sophistication—and a sharp edge that said she wasn't easily fooled. As Yuffie's manager since her debut, she'd shielded her from countless headaches.
"We started dating in New York before I came back. Things are serious now, and I want you to meet him," Yuffie said.
Her mom frowned instinctively but held back her thoughts. She knew her daughter had high standards—if she wasn't impressed by Fei Yang, this guy must be something special. But did she even have friends that impressive in New York? Yuffie Mom decided to meet him first before making any judgments.
"Alright, I'll meet him sometime," she said.
"He's coming to visit the set tomorrow," Yuffie replied.
"That won't mess with filming, will it? If the director gets annoyed, it could cause problems," her mom said cautiously.
"It won't. He's always respectful and won't ruffle any feathers," Yuffie assured her.
Respectful? The irony wasn't lost on her. Respectful was the last word she'd use for the guy currently up to no good under the table.
Suddenly, she felt him jolt and then go still. She knew exactly what had happened.
No more indulging his weird quirks, she thought. There's a perfectly normal way to do this!
Her face flushed again, like a light dusting of rouge, making her look absolutely radiant. Thankfully, the dim lighting hid her blush from her mom.
"Alright, I'm looking forward to meeting him on set tomorrow," her mom said. "Finish your snack and get some rest."
"You too, Mom," Yuffie replied, eager for her to leave.
"Goodnight!"
"Goodnight."
Yuffie waited until she heard her mom's footsteps fade downstairs before standing up and letting Luke out from under the table.
His face was a little red—thick-skinned as he was, even he was a bit embarrassed.
"I was just…" he started to explain.
Seeing his sheepish look, Yuffie stepped forward and gave him a gentle hug. "You're a grown-up, huh? I get it," she teased, patting his head like he was a kid who'd misbehaved.
Grown-up? She gets it? Luke's mind raced. Did that mean they could take things to the next level?
His heart skipped a beat. In her arms, breathing in her faint, calming scent, he felt an odd sense of peace. But one question nagged at him.
"Who's this Fei Yang your mom mentioned? Some guy chasing you?" he asked.
It didn't surprise him that Yuffie had admirers—she was stunning, so it'd be weirder if she didn't. But this guy sounded like a big deal, enough for her mom to nudge her toward him. That sparked a twinge of jealousy in Luke, like a monkey claiming the hill when the tiger's away. No matter how great this guy was, could he really compare to him?
Yuffie shook her head with a smile. "Just an annoying fly. Can you shoo him away for me?"
"Done," Luke said without hesitation. That was a job he'd take on with zero complaints.