sentence for any unworthy male who did. Only the Warlord could honor a male with a female and those males were always the closest to him, the strongest. It was only when he was overthrown by a spurned warrior that I was touched for the second time." She trailed off.
He slowly rubbed the salve over her upper lip, coaxing her body softly with his light touch, watching her eyes go to half mast. His cock was as hard as rock. It doesn't help that her body is giving me all the wrong signals, He thought as he tried to cool off his ardor. I want her under me but I don’t want to frighten her.
He could smell her desire and was painfully aware that she was pressing her legs together, that the blush that hadn't gone away was deepening.
"It tingles." She whispered.
"Yes, like I said it would," groaning, he scooped up more of the stuff. "Now open your lips slightly. I'm going to insert some into your mouth. I promise it won't taste like anything..." She complied without hesitation and he pushed both fingers in; rubbing her tongue, mimicking the motions like he would if he was fingering her.
Her mouth was hot. And wet. And it drove him crazy.
"Lick the salve off them... make sure you get all of it." He was a goner. This is so wrong. The second her mouth closed over his fingers, sucking them while he pushed them further in, he couldn’t focus on anything else but her pretty face, his grip on her neck tightened as she moved her tongue all over.
"Fuuck me," he moaned– breaking the trance suddenly– her eyes shooting open. Jack released her and took a step back.
"Did I do something wrong?" She gasped.
"No sweetheart, you were perfect." He backed away, wiping his fingers on his pants. "I think you should apply the rest of the solution yourself. Make sure you get the scrapes on your knees." He needed to remove himself, shut down and let his cybernetic side take over before he did something he would regret.
***
Jack walked out of the room and through one of the corridors, leaving her alone and feeling very confused.
Did she do something wrong? She wanted him to touch her, she had been looking forward to the contact. Realizing that, that wasn't going to happen now and feeling oddly rejected, she scooped a dollop of the tingling gel onto her finger and sucked it off.
Hmm it just isn’t the same . At least her lips no longer burned.
She bent over to start rubbing the salve on her cuts when Allie noticed the chair was damp beneath her and her core was throbbing.
Should she find something to clean it up? Looking around quickly she noticed a cloth at the medical unit Jack had pulled out earlier. Grabbing it, she wiped down the chair then folded the cloth and replaced it where she had found it.
Now that she had cleaned up, she went back to her former task, carefully rubbing the salve over her cuts and scrapes and by the time she was finished, she felt remarkably better, enjoying the healing sensations playing over her skin.
Jack still hadn't come back out so maybe this was his way of dismissing her. Unsure of herself, she called out his name, "Jack." She didn't want to leave without thanking him but when he didn't answer she took that as her queue to leave.
Picking up the little capsule of solution that was left over, she capped it and placed it into her pouch. She was on her way out when his voice rang out behind her.
"Allie." His pitch lowering, sounding rough and incredibly deep. She shivered and saw her freedom vanish as she listened to his steps catch up to where she stood, unmoving.
"We leave at first light tomorrow. If you run then I'll assume the deal is off, find you, and demand payment for the medicine." He was going to let her leave and she found herself thinking she didn't want him to let her leave. "Take this with you." He handed her a small metal disk. It had a thin line of blue light essence along the sides with small ridges along the middle. "If you need me, swipe the sides and call my name."
Without another
He slowly rubbed the salve over her upper lip, coaxing her body softly with his light touch, watching her eyes go to half mast. His cock was as hard as rock. It doesn't help that her body is giving me all the wrong signals, He thought as he tried to cool off his ardor. I want her under me but I don’t want to frighten her.
He could smell her desire and was painfully aware that she was pressing her legs together, that the blush that hadn't gone away was deepening.
"It tingles." She whispered.
"Yes, like I said it would," groaning, he scooped up more of the stuff. "Now open your lips slightly. I'm going to insert some into your mouth. I promise it won't taste like anything..." She complied without hesitation and he pushed both fingers in; rubbing her tongue, mimicking the motions like he would if he was fingering her.
Her mouth was hot. And wet. And it drove him crazy.
"Lick the salve off them... make sure you get all of it." He was a goner. This is so wrong. The second her mouth closed over his fingers, sucking them while he pushed them further in, he couldn’t focus on anything else but her pretty face, his grip on her neck tightened as she moved her tongue all over.
"Fuuck me," he moaned– breaking the trance suddenly– her eyes shooting open. Jack released her and took a step back.
"Did I do something wrong?" She gasped.
"No sweetheart, you were perfect." He backed away, wiping his fingers on his pants. "I think you should apply the rest of the solution yourself. Make sure you get the scrapes on your knees." He needed to remove himself, shut down and let his cybernetic side take over before he did something he would regret.
***
Jack walked out of the room and through one of the corridors, leaving her alone and feeling very confused.
Did she do something wrong? She wanted him to touch her, she had been looking forward to the contact. Realizing that, that wasn't going to happen now and feeling oddly rejected, she scooped a dollop of the tingling gel onto her finger and sucked it off.
Hmm it just isn’t the same . At least her lips no longer burned.
She bent over to start rubbing the salve on her cuts when Allie noticed the chair was damp beneath her and her core was throbbing.
Should she find something to clean it up? Looking around quickly she noticed a cloth at the medical unit Jack had pulled out earlier. Grabbing it, she wiped down the chair then folded the cloth and replaced it where she had found it.
Now that she had cleaned up, she went back to her former task, carefully rubbing the salve over her cuts and scrapes and by the time she was finished, she felt remarkably better, enjoying the healing sensations playing over her skin.
Jack still hadn't come back out so maybe this was his way of dismissing her. Unsure of herself, she called out his name, "Jack." She didn't want to leave without thanking him but when he didn't answer she took that as her queue to leave.
Picking up the little capsule of solution that was left over, she capped it and placed it into her pouch. She was on her way out when his voice rang out behind her.
"Allie." His pitch lowering, sounding rough and incredibly deep. She shivered and saw her freedom vanish as she listened to his steps catch up to where she stood, unmoving.
"We leave at first light tomorrow. If you run then I'll assume the deal is off, find you, and demand payment for the medicine." He was going to let her leave and she found herself thinking she didn't want him to let her leave. "Take this with you." He handed her a small metal disk. It had a thin line of blue light essence along the sides with small ridges along the middle. "If you need me, swipe the sides and call my name."
Without another
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