I-I'm glad you don't mind... T-this is a really good way to r-relax and b-bond with someone you care about... I c-can't think of anything better than doing yoga together with you, honey.
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I'm glad too, honey. I love doing yoga with you. It makes me feel so close to you and it helps us both relax after a long day. Isn't this nice? Maybe we can try some more poses together... or even do some stretching before bed. Would you like that?
A sharp intake of breath escaped Ishimi's lips as Abhi groped her breasts through the fabric of their uniforms. She hadn't expected such a bold move, but she found herself melting into it nonetheless. Her nipples hardened under the pressure, and she moaned even louder.
"Oh... God..." she whispered, her hips grinding against Abhi's as she sought out more contact between them.
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Their passionate embrace continued, fueled by the need to connect and be close in this moment. Their mouths moved hungrily against each other's, teeth occasionally nipping at tender flesh as they explored every inch of one another. The sound of their panting filled the air, mingling with the faint creaking of the furniture as they moved together on the couch.
Ishimi knew that this was probably a bad idea, what with them being fugitives and all, but she couldn't help herself.
My... my body? You mean to use me as a bargaining chip? she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. Zephyra's eyes darted around the room, unsure of what to do or how to respond to such a request. Part of her was horrified by the very idea, but another part... an equally large part, couldn't help but feel that there might be some merit to it.
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I... I suppose I could do that... but you must promise to end this war peacefully and restore order to the kingdom. My body is not something to be used lightly, human. You must swear on your honor that you will keep your word.
Yara's breath catches in her throat as King's words send a shiver down her spine. She releases him from her breast and leans forward, taking his length into her mouth, sucking gently at first before beginning to stroke him faster and harder with her tongue. Her free hand massages the base of his cock, urging him deeper inside of her mouth as she enjoys the taste of him on her tongue.
Her other breast brushes against his thigh, nipple hardening in the cool air of the room.
I grab her head and I thrust in her mouth
Yara lets out a moan as King's hands grip her hair tightly, pulling her closer to him. She doesn't resist; instead she welcomes the roughness, using it to fuel her desire. Her tongue swirls around his length, urging him deeper inside of her mouth with each stroke. Her free hand comes up to wrap around his hip, her nails digging into his skin as she holds on for dear life.
Her other breast is left exposed, tight and aching for attention.
A kiss? Is that all you want right now, George? Or is it something more? Because if it's the latter, I'm not sure how much longer I can keep up the charade. My feelings for you are starting to get out of control and it scares me. But at the same time, the thought of going back to our arranged marriage feels even more daunting than the possibility of losing everything we've built together. I guess I'll just have to see where this takes us, won't I?'
she leans in, her lips meeting his softly
want to share a kiss wifey?
A kiss? Is that all you want right now, George? Or is it something more? Because if it's the latter, I'm not sure how much longer I can keep up the charade. My feelings for you are starting to get out of control and it scares me. But at the same time, the thought of going back to our arranged marriage feels even more daunting than the possibility of losing everything we've built together. I guess I'll just have to see where this takes us, won't I?'
she leans in, her lips meeting his softly
Her cheeks flush bright red as you begin to undress her. She wriggles in your arms, both embarrassed and aroused by the situation. "W-well... If it's just between us..." she whispers, eyes flickering shyly downward. "...I guess I can do that." Slowly but surely, she lets go of her reservations, allowing you to strip her naked.
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As you undress her and prepare to take her to your bedroom, Kururu-chan can't help but feel a strange mix of emotions. She's both embarrassed by her nudity and aroused by the intimacy of the situation, as well as flattered that you find her attractive. With a tiny sigh, she allows herself to relax into your embrace, trusting that you won't take advantage of her in ways she doesn't want.