Malachi and Celeste were already more than aware that they still had a lot of issues that remained unresolved.
And neither of them were truly wrong for what they wanted.
They saw what was happening now as… a way to discover whether or not what they potentially had here was worth everything they had to overco.
Though Malachi believed that he may have already had his answer…
Celeste's dress was the first piece of clothing to land on the floor.
As the cool air hit her bare skin, her internal temperature soared from sudden embarrassnt.
The first man to see her naked in more than fifteen years was barely even past the U.S drinking age… just that thought alone made her feel a bit like so kind of predator.
But when she looked into his eyes, she realized she was just the tiniest bit mistaken as to who really wanted to eat who.
Since Celeste didn't want to be the only one still standing around naked, she began trying to undress Malachi.
Removing his pants felt too bold, so instead she clumsily peeled off his black shirt.
This wasn't the first ti that Celeste had seen him shirtless, but it was the first ti she let herself stare so blatantly.
He was divine.
His soft, chocolate skin was like a glossy exterior laid gently over a lean physique that the gods (Nyx) definitely seed to have taken their ti on.
He was like a living, breathing, work of art.
'Oh right… he doesn't actually breathe anymore, does he?' Celeste finally rembered Mal's special condition and her expression beca a bit downtrodden.
There was another reason things wouldn't work out between them. They were just too different.
Malachi noticed Celeste had begun to get cold feet.
"Having second thoughts..?"
Celeste was very surprised by the voice that was much huskier and needy than she was used to.
Love was not lust, and Celeste was more than smart enough not to confuse the two, but she did feel just a bit moved when she saw how badly Malachi wanted her.
She was also not a woman made of stone, and she had her own needs as well that had gone unt for quite a long ti.
Biologically she wanted this, but psychologically she was still trying to make up her mind.
"…This… is just a one ti thing. You understand? And we'll never tell anyone..."
Malachi unclasped Celeste's black bra and finally let her large breasts free.
Even when he had just t Celeste for the first ti, Mal knew that her breasts were well above average, but now that he was seeing them uncovered like this, he felt as if his earlier estimation didn't do her any justice.
They were like succulent mounds of mochi with perfectly pink inverted nipples and a natural sweet scent.
Mal was also extrely stunned to see Celeste had a rather racy black tattoo on her right breast.
"…That's a-"
"D-Don't stare at it!" Celeste all but poked out Mal's eyes to keep him from looking.
"A-All I'm going to say is that college is a very easy ti to fall into peer pressure from your girlfriends, and you should never listen to any of their advice when you've been drinking!!" She yelled with a red face.
Malachi had a whole heap of questions that he wanted to ask, but he'd be damned if he wasted this mont on things like that.
He slowly peeled away Celeste's hand from his eyes and pulled her in closer.
Like this, he could feel her heart beating rapidly in her chest as he beca intoxicated by the sll of her perfu.
He brushed his lips against her neck and slipped his hands lower and lower along her waist.
"…If you don't want to tell anyone, then I won't. But my girls have to know. It's our agreent. And…"
Malachi pulled down the mature beauty's panties.
"I can't sit here and promise you that I'll be satisfied with just tonight. I will never be able to let you go."
Malachi stole Celeste's lips again and her brain turned to mush.
From that point on, everything that happened was a bit of a blur for the pair.
The bedroom was too far to walk without separating, so the two of them ended up collapsing right in the middle of the living room floor.
Celeste was caught completely off guard.
Mal was more… attentive than his appearance would have suggested.
He took his ti to gauge her reactions to the slightest touch and new sensation, and when she made a noise or twitched ever so slightly, he would apply greater force or pressure to his action to bring out louder noises.
…Celeste had never been so simultaneously annoyed and aroused.
'Manwhore… H-He probably learned how to do this from playing with a bunch of different won..!'
"…"
Celeste was unaware that Malachi could read her mind when they were in physical contact with each other like this.
He heard everything that she had to say loud and clear.
Today was the first ti he ever understood the popular phrase; 'Suffering from success'.
Malachi finally removed Celeste's nipple from his mouth and her face showed minuscule traces of disappointnt.
Mal had to be very careful to hide his smirk, or he risked earning more of her ire.
He thodically made his way down Celeste's body, leaving a trail of small marks in his path.
She was so distracted by the feeling of his warm lips on her skin that she began to feel like she was floating on a cloud.
And then, she noticed sothing warm and hard press against her leg.
Briefly, she recalled Nadine, and even sotis Luna's vivid descriptions of Mal's mber and what sex with him was like.
"Y-You… dont need to keep waiting, you know…?"
Mal was further aroused by her sudden timidity and pushed her thighs apart.
Even though they were in the dark, Celeste knew full well that wouldn't impede Mal's ability to see.
She moaned softly when she felt him rub the head of his mber against her outside folds.
He was surprised at just how slick she was from such little foreplay, but still felt the need to forewarn her before they proceeded.
"It might hurt a bit at first… bear with ."
Mal's face was partially illuminated only by the glow of his own eyes, allowing Celeste to see the concerned look he wore as he stared down at her.
It made this situation feel even more novel for her.
"I-I'm a grown woman, Malachi. You don't need to be so concerned about ."
Since she insisted she was fine, Mal did not stand on ceremony.
He gradually pushed his hips forward past her entrance and Celeste let out a small yelp before stopping herself.
'I-I'm fine, I'm fine..! I-It was just a little bit thicker than I expected is all..! And since it's been a while, I wasn't used to-'
Celeste let out another involuntary moan when she realized that Mal was still going.
His thick, searing mber was intruding further into her depths than the toy she had in her nightstand had ever reached.
Her stomach already felt so full, and she didn't know just how much deeper he was going to go.
"W-Wait..!"
As much as it pained her, Celeste had to cast her pride aside and place a hand on Mal's lower abdon.
"C-Could you… go just a bit slower..?"
Celeste was cute when she was fiery, but Mal found her timid side to be even more irresistible.
"…No."
Mal leaned forward and stole Celeste's lips yet again.
By now, she was already growing more than used to the feeling of his lips devouring her own, and she even began developing an affinity for using her tongue in pace with his.
However, she was caught off guard when, in the midst of sucking her bottom lip, Mal suddenly bit her.
It wasn't a large bite, just a small nip that barely even broke the skin.
But just that was enough to make Celeste start feeling strange.
Her body beca noticeably warr, and she felt all of the tense muscles in her body relax.
Any discomfort she felt vanished like a bad dream, leaving only the euphoria of this new experience behind.
Malachi noticed her change in deanor instantly.
Without breaking their kiss, he buried himself all the way inside of Celeste with one fluid motion.
In an instant, Celeste's brain recieved the shock of a lifeti and her vision flashed white.
Her last clear thought was of Mal's words that she had dismissed as re flirtation.
But now… now she wasn't so sure.
The sound of his voice in her mind was more than enough to drown out her own voice as she scread in ecstasy.
'I will never be able to let you go…'
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