My fingers gently touch the edge of Grayfia's uniform, and I look up, meeting her scarlet eyes that look at me with expectant attention. The look causes a slight feeling of discomfort, but my hands act on their own, as if obeying an unconscious impulse. Mixed emotions boil inside me: excitement, tension, anticipation. My palms are slightly sweaty, and my heart is beating as if it is ready to jump out of my chest. This time, everything is different. This is not just satisfying lust, as it was with Olga and Chloe, where I gave in to animal instincts, without thinking about feelings. Now I am standing in front of someone who is truly dear to me, and making love to a loved one is something completely different, filled with meaning and trepidation.
I study Grayfia's face. Her skin is perfectly smooth, without a single wrinkle or flaw, which seems almost unnatural, supernatural. This is what sets her apart from ordinary people, and every time I notice it, I can't help but be surprised. But this fact doesn't repel me - on the contrary, it attracts, fascinates. My hand slowly slides over her cheek, feeling the softness and warmth that confirm: she is alive, she is here, close, and this is not a dream. Grayfia slightly shudders from my touch, surprise flashes in her eyes, but I don't stop. My fingers slide over her face, enjoying the velvety texture of her skin, and I feel my breathing quicken.
Unbuttoning her uniform is a difficult task. The buttons give way a little, but I manage to do so, and her figure is revealed before me. Today she is wearing a blue lace bra, more revealing than usual, with delicate patterns that emphasize her femininity. My hand slides under the fabric, touching the firm softness of her breast. I squeeze lightly, feeling how her body reacts to my actions. My fingers find a nipple, and I begin to play with it, feeling how it hardens under my touch. Grayfia exhales softly, and the sound makes me lean closer to her. Our breaths intertwine, I feel the heat of her exhalations on my face, and a wave of goosebumps runs across my skin.
I lower my head to her neck, covering the soft skin with light kisses. My lips slide down her neck, caressing and warm, and I feel her body gradually warming up, her heartbeat quickening. Grayfia trembles slightly, and this only spurs me on. I pull away to look at her: her cheeks are covered with a slight blush, her breathing has become uneven, and her eyes are shining, as if a spark has ignited in them. She looks vulnerable, but at the same time incredibly attractive.
Having made up my mind, I lean down to her lips. Our lips merge in a passionate kiss, full of pressure and desire. My tongue meets hers, and a heated struggle begins, where there are no winners, only increasing tension. With one hand, I unclasp her bra, and it falls, exposing her breasts. With both hands, I squeeze her harder, feeling the elasticity and warmth, and the kiss becomes even deeper.
Suddenly we break apart, and Grayfia lets out a soft, almost girlish sigh:
"Ah…" This sound, full of pleasure and surprise, makes my heart beat even faster.
We are both breathing heavily, and I notice beads of sweat appearing on my forehead. I wipe them with the back of my hand, but my eyes are shining with anticipation. My hand moves lower, sliding over her body, and I feel the warmth and wetness hidden under the thin fabric of her panties. My fingers touch her intimate lips, and Grayfia's body shivers. Her eyes, full of excitement and desire, meet mine. Despite how many times we have been intimate, her body still reacts so vividly, so sincerely, as if it were the first time.
I begin to play with her clit, moving my fingers slowly but surely, and Grayfia responds with soft moans that become louder:
"Mm… Sirzechs…" she whispers, her voice shaking, becoming higher pitched: "A-ah… n-not so fast…"
My fingers are already wet and Grayfia's panties are pulled down. My cock, hard and ready, is held back only by the fabric of my pants, which are starting to feel unbearably tight. I quickly take off my servant uniform, revealing a slender body, and here my cock is free. I notice how Grayfia's gaze slides over me and see her lower lips - pink, perfectly smooth, without a single hair. This perfect purity makes me smile slightly. I take my cock in my hand, preparing for the next step, but inside I still feel a slight excitement. Leaning towards Grayfia, I run the head along her entrance, lightly teasing, enjoying the way her body shivers from my movements. Her hips tremble slightly, and I like this game, but I am already ready to enter...
Suddenly her hand touches my cock, and I stop in slight confusion. Her cheeks are still flushed, her breathing heavy, but there's a sparkle in her eyes and a sadistic smile on her lips.
She starts to slowly move her hand along my cock, and I feel a tingling sensation down there, mixed with a slight chill. Out of the corner of my eye, I notice a thin frosty haze enveloping her hand, and my eyes widen in surprise. Grayfia's voice, slightly breathless, rings out in the silence:
"Maybe I should freeze it? Then Serafall won't get it for sure."
I freeze. Her words sound like a threat, and I feel a thin layer of ice begin to form on my cock. Panic flares up inside me, and I instinctively want to grab her hand to stop it. An impulsive thought flashes through my mind: if she does something irreparable, I won't stop even if I have to destroy her hand. But at the last moment, I restrain myself. My face is distorted with tension, and Grayfia sees it. Her smile widens, as if she's enjoying my reaction.
I exhale heavily and, gathering all my composure, say:
"If you want, do it. I won't stop you if it calms you down. But keep in mind, it will deprive you of pleasure too. If you want a husband without... obligations, so be it." My voice trembles, but I don't look away, and I look her straight in the eyes.
Her smile fades, our gazes meet, and I see doubt flicker in her eyes. She continues to move her hand over my cock, thoughtfully, almost mechanically. Finally, she exhales and says:
"You know, Sirzechs... I don't want to share you with anyone. But... I guess we can try."
Her hand releases me, and I mentally wipe the sweat from my forehead, feeling relieved.
Damn, that was close.
I mentally wipe the sweat from my forehead, feeling an inner joy from having managed to pass yet another test set by Grayfia. If I had given in to impulse and acted rashly, I would most likely have lost her trust. Inside, I involuntarily groan, thinking about the complex family problems that are beginning to irritate me - a person accustomed to solitude and a leisurely pace of life. But now everything is different. Every day lived, every stage overcome fills my life with meaning. I no longer simply exist as a mechanism repeating the same thing day after day. Now I am starting to truly enjoy life, to appreciate the moments that make my heart beat faster.
My gaze falls on Grayfia. A slight smile lights up her face - she clearly decided to test me, to ignite something dark, primal in me.
If that's what you want, - I challenged in my mind, deciding to throw away tenderness.
Without foreplay, without the slow caresses that I had planned, I take my cock and forcefully drive it into Grayfia, penetrating deep, all the way to the womb. Her eyes widen, and she lets out a sharp cry:
"A-aah!" Her voice breaks, full of shock and pleasure.
Her nails dig into my back, I feel a sharp pain, but this only spurs me on. I move deeper, faster, her soft walls squeeze me, and the room fills with her moans, louder and more varied:
"S-Sirzechs... m-m... oh-oh!" Her voice trembles, turning into high notes: "G-god… a-ah, not so… fast!"
Her fingers squeeze my back harder, I feel the trickles of blood running down my skin, and adrenaline rushes through me. My pace becomes furious, I do not stop, and her moans turn into screams. Grayfia's body trembles, she is on the verge of orgasm, and so am I. Grabbing her by the waist, I drive my cock into her womb with all my strength, and she arches, letting out a loud cry of orgasm:
"Aaaahhh!"Her voice breaks, echoing in the room.
I release my load, filling her with hot white liquid, her walls squeezing me to the limit. Pulling my cock out, I watch as my cum flows out of her, and Grayfia breathes heavily, her chest rising and falling. The pain of her nails on my back makes me grit my teeth, but I don't give her a break. While she's weakened, I move closer, turning her around, and her firm ass is in front of me. Without hesitation, I drive my cock into her pussy, pressing her face to the bed. She lets out another moan:
"M-mh… Sirzechs!" Her voice trembles, full of a mixture of pain and pleasure.
I move harder, not giving her a rest. Her body trembles again, she reaches a second orgasm, but I don't stop. Her moans turn into hoarse whines, almost dog-like:
"H-h… p-please…," she whispers, her voice breaking: "G-give me… a break…"
But the pent-up frustration, anger and tension spill out. I don't listen to her. Suddenly my hand lands on her bottom, leaving a loud slap, and she cries out:
"Ow!" Her voice is high, surprised.
But I continue, delivering a few more blows to her soft, elastic flesh until it turns bright red.
This is for making me nervous, worrying about trifles!
After another spank, I notice tears forming in the corners of Grayfia's eyes. Her cry of "Stop!" is heartbreaking, and I suddenly feel a pang of guilt. I feel ashamed for having brought her to this state. I stop spanking, but continue moving until I reach my second orgasm. With one final thrust, I fill her again, spilling every last drop. Breathing heavily, I pull out of her and look back. Grayfia is lying on her side, her body shaking slightly, and her gaze seems weak, fragile. Her eyes are wet from tears, her cheeks are red, and her nose is slightly sniffling as she tries to catch her breath.
I realize that I have gone too far. The feeling of guilt rolls in even more, and I slowly approach her. I gently hug her, pulling her towards me, and begin to calm her down. My fingers gently brush aside a strand of her silver hair, stuck to her sweaty face, and I whisper sweet words to her:
"I'm sorry, my love… I got carried away. Are you okay? I love you, I always will."
My palm gently slides down her back, giving her warmth and comfort. Gradually, her breathing evens out, her body stops shaking. Grayfia snuggles up to me, burying her face in my chest, and I hear her quiet, peaceful snores. She falls asleep, and I can't help but smile. Hugging her, I close my eyes too, thinking about how hard this day was, and fall asleep.