Kiltering Mayhem-Chapter 90: Awaited Conclusion. (Part 1)

Reducing the distance separating me from Marckza, I enclose her against the door, cutting any possible path out for her to take by putting my hands at both sides of her head; Which must be funny to watch, as her height surpass me by 75 centimeters.

Little Eslana gulps down audibly, deviating her sight by reflex and embarrassment, not wanting her beautiful emerald eyes to be locked with mine, but I am infatuated with the panicked and distressful expression Marckza has, tilting my head to maintain the eye contact.

The blush on Marckza’s cheeks becomes more intense, similar to her breathing, making her chest to be visibly moving up with each inhalation, as the exhalations force her breast down, bouncing slightly due to her current outfit.

She has taken off the green armored plates of her Combat Gear along with her Fake Epidermis Suit; Wearing a loose sport pants with a jacket of the same type.

{Just like the moment we met on Clarattoia}

My actions right now are based on pure instinct, but knowing that I am finally alone with Marckza, is absurd to let this opportunity pass and be wasted.

Placing my right hand on Little Eslana’s chin, she returns her gaze forward and down, fearful and excited about what I will do next with her

This side of Marckza is charming and enticing, awakening primitive senses like the ones I perceived when I pinned her down to finish our "Duel", suppressing her body and seeing for the first time a drunk lustful face on a woman.

{I want... , No, I need to see that expression on her again}

Brushing the left cheek of Marckza, my fingers wander across her soft smooth fair skin, reaching out her left ear, touching delicately the border, augmenting the tension on her body, noticing her tightly closed mouth turning dry, just for her lips to be moistened by a quick lick along a silent panting that occults a moan.

{I can’t stand this}

My left hand grab the right wrist of Little Eslana, displacing myself to the center of the room; Walking behind me for a few steps, Marckza follows my lead, sitting on the edge of the large bed with rising nervousness, as I try to hold on a bit longer for her decision to pursue or stop this incoming development.

She looks at me again, calming partially by my ephemeral pause, which makes her gulp down a mouthful of saliva, as the realization hits her mind, but contrary to before, she pats a spot in the bed righ besides her.

—Come, s-sit with me Drïekvïer...

With the permission granted, I proceed, taking the place and turning towards my left, sensing a trepidation in the mattress due to Marckza’s panicked actions.

—I... , This us my first time doing something like this Drïekvïer, and, I don’t feel ready to go all the way... , Is that acceptable for you?.

"—It is Marckza"; I assure her instantly.

—You didn’t flinch!.

—Why would I doubt Marckza?, I love you, and I want to be more intimate with you right now...

The flushed cheeks show the nervousness of Marckza, understanding her own vulnerable position "—Drïekvïer, if I tell you to stop, you will force me?.

I stare directly to her glowing emerald eyes with my bright cyan irises, firmly replying to reassure her "—Is a little late for that, Don’t you think Little Eslana?, you already accepted, and I don’t believe your conviction is this fragile, but NO, if you don’t want it, I am going to refrain myself... , so, just to corroborate, no Penetration".

Embarrassed she gives me a few shy and nervous glances "—Don’t say it like that Drïekvïer!".

Consciously, I state my reasoning "—I prefer to say it clearly, so no misunderstandings occur, I want you to be part of my life, and I would do my best to not harm you"...

I lean closer to Marckza and whisper in her ear "—But I would hurt you occasionally".

Embarrassed, her blushing cannot be intensified more "—F-Fine!, I understand!, and yes, no P-Penetration".

—What more i can’t do?.

I inquire truthfully, but Marckza looks annoyed "—I told you I am inexperienced!". frёeωebɳovel.com

—I know Little Eslana, I am referring to customs, or preferences, like kissing for example.

—I see... , And yes Drïekvïer, no kisses on the lips until we are a couple; Regarding the rest, we should discovere it together, just go slow, and don’t make too many sudden movements...

{That is not an answer I could expect; Was a simple tongue slip?, Or Marckza wants a real relationship with me?}

I get rid of the little remains of my charred Fake Epidermis Suit, as well as the Collectors jacket; Showing my naked body frame for Marckza to see everything from me without filters.

She gulps down again as I tuck her chocolate hair behind her ear, as is longer than the ultra short hairstyle she had previously.

The simplicity of this action doesn’t diminish tha attractiveness of my future lover, fluttering her eyelashes sensually, rising up the beats of my hearts, pumping blood in my veins and sensing the stiffness of my virility with the evident erection, seeing the girth and length of my genitals increase.

Astonished, Marckza struggles to look between my member and face with bewilderment, excitement, fear and disbelief "—Was not fully erect before with Laren?!".

Her comment takes me out of my reverie, as I barely pay attention to this part of my body, being incapable of respond to the question.

{Is bigger than the size I had when Merzïry met with Mister Carrot, but not for much, is basically the same size as the time I pass with Risteth or Kim}

—The difference is a little, and, I am sure that Xoulsey can take it pretty well, so do not get preoccupied for it, and just if you wonder, I can’t impregnate you...

—Even if you release your seed inside me right now?.

—Correct Little Eslana, My brother said to me that I should be fertile in a few decades more; Although, I heard from other sources that my seed, as you call it, has a tasty flavor.

Marckza blushes profusely "—Too much information Drïekvïer!"; Comments with embarrassment, wanting to deviate the subject by moving forward towards our previous interaction "—E-Enough talk, What do we do now Drïekvïer?".

{I don’t have that much experience either, but is a good opportunity to take things slow, just as she suggested}

—We need you to be more in tune with the "Mood" Marckza...

Steadily my hand reaches out the zipper of her sport jacket, pulling it down with the same peace to not rush, being not different than opening a gift; So it is time to take off the external envelope of Marckza, peeling off of her body the jacket, revealing the same kind of sports bra that I see on her accidentally back in the Guest House of Queen Mireya.

{She is godly gorgeous!}

My thoughts are racing, and I don’t waste more time, taking off her shoes to strip her of the loose sweatpants, showing a tight sport boxer covering her lady parts.

"—Sit on my lap"; I order to Marckza, not letting the slightest way out for her to complain or deviate the situation.

She stands up for a moment, showing to me her unprotected back, vulnerable to any action I would want to do with her.

Marckza’s buttocks descend upon my lap, being still coveted with the fabric of her undergarment, yet, her ass rack allows her to envelope my dick with her fat meaty rear; Trembling her entire body by the touch and heat of my virility, as anticipation builds up within her, trying to be ready for whatever is coming next.

My hands explore her waist reaching her well toned belly, ascending to her breast; A yelp scapes from her puffy maroon lips as I start to massage her over her sports bra.

The grope becomes bolder, delving under the fabric to feel her soft and squishable big breasts; Molesting regularly with my finger tips the nipples, using light touches that stiffen the knob further with each incoming contact, letting her with the crave for my touch.

—Lift your arms up "My Little Eslana".

She stays silent, obeying immediately, surely expecting the same hastiness from me, but she ask me to be slow; So, "Why should I disappoint her?".

Taking off lethargically her sport bra, I can sense a simple yet impatient wiggle on Marckza’s hips, tenderly attending my virility with the pressure of her firm and bouncy buttocks.

Her impecable fair skin is extremely attractive, like the two massive breast, way bigger than before, and augmenting the size a few cups up with the newfound freedom.

{What a good asset, changing the size to be more convenient depending on the situation}

The nipples of Marckza are a slightly obscure than her skin, being almost in a hazelnut shade, and they gave the sensation of being quite suckable, something that I need to taste as soon as possible.

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