Fuyu's eyes went wide from the sensation. And then they sparkled with both desire and trust as I guided her gently, letting the tip slide out as she lowered herself down.
She looked a little bit disappointed. Most likely because she's also waiting for it. To be truly one with .
I cupped her cheeks, pulling her head down to kiss her before whispering, "My lady… do you know what I'm thinking right now?"
She blinked and then tilted her head, "W-what is it?"
"That I want to beco one with you. To claim you fully as mine."
"... Ruki." With her face turning crimson, she bit her lower lip as though contemplating whether she should say the sa. After a mont, she audibly released it and whispered back in her most seductive voice ever, " too… I want to feel you deep inside , Ruki. But the dress and your suit will be ruined."
I chuckled softly as I kissed her again before holding her closer as she started moving her hips to grind against . The warm sensation of her sacred place embraced .
"Fuyu, do you think I care about a little ss when it's you I'm holding? This butler's got priorities and at the mont, you're at the top of the list."
"That glib tongue should be locked, Ruki. Mhm, I received your sincerity and I believe how much you want right now. But don't make lose control. I wanted to feel you much better. Without thinking about anything else." Upon saying that, Fuyu pressed down on her abdon as her finger gradually slid down to catch the tip of my cock as it poke from her dress. She held it tightly, amplifying the sensation we're both feeling as she continued grinding on .
I let out a low groan as the pressure of Fuyu's grip and the slick warmth of her movents drove to the edge of restraint. Her delicate fingers held on top of her dress like she was claiming just as much as I wanted to claim her. She didn't want to miss any of the sensation as she continued to move her hips.
The sapphire dress shifted with every roll of her hips, the velvet catching the light in a way that made her look like a goddess descended into my lap. But it was her eyes, those steady, burning eyes, that held captive, daring to give her everything.
"Fuyu… You're making it really hard to play the gentleman here."
She let out a breathy laugh as our lips t again. "Good. I don't want a gentleman right now, Ruki. I want you."
Her words hit like a spark to dry tinder, igniting the burning passion and desire within . I tightened my grip on her hips, guiding her movents with a little more urgency, the friction between us building to a fever pitch. Her soft moans filled the air, each one a quiet plea that made my heart race faster. I could feel her trembling, her body tensing as she chased the sa release I was hurtling toward.
But I wanted more than this stolen mont on the couch. I wanted to unravel her completely, to see that quiet strength of hers lt into sothing raw and unguarded. I leaned in, my lips brushing her ear as I reached for the strap of her dress, freeing the restrained part of her that the tight fabric had been holding back. The lace gave way with a soft rustle, revealing the smooth curve of her shoulder and the delicate line of her collarbone. I kissed the newly exposed skin before sliding the straps further to liberate her voluptuous chest.
"Ruki…" Fuyu called out my na as she watched my lips close around one of her erect cherries. She imdiately let out a soft moan as she hugged my head to press my head further against her.
The heat between us was dizzying, her warmth seeping through the thin barrier of her undergarnts, teasing with how close we were to crossing that final line. And her taste was sweet enough that I couldn't get enough of it.
A while later, I pulled back just enough to et her gaze, my red contact lenses were probably giving my eyes an otherworldly glint that seed to fascinate her.
"My lady," I murmured, slipping back into the butler persona for a mont to keep the playful edge, "if we keep this up, I won't be able to stop myself. Tell what you want, Fuyu. I'm yours to command."
Her cheeks flushed a deeper red, but her eyes didn't waver. She leaned in, her lips closing on my earlobe as she spoke tenderly. "I want you, Ruki. All of you. But… not here. Not like this. I want it to be special, just us, without worrying about the others coming back or the dress getting ruined."
As soon as she finished saying that, the girl slid off my lap and went down on her knees. Parting my legs open, she squeezed inside the space before she lifted her voluptuous pair and wrapped it around my throbbing length, the warmth and softness of her chest enveloping in a way that sent a jolt through my entire body.
She looked up at with a mix of boldness and vulnerability that made my heart skip. The sapphire dress pooled around her, the lace and velvet framing her like a portrait, but it was the determination in her gaze that held captive.
"Fuyu…" My voice ca out rough, my hands instinctively reaching for her shoulders, fingers brushing against the exposed skin where the dress had slipped. "You don't have to–"
"I want to," She interrupted with defiant eyes before a mischievous smirk montarily flashed from her lips. "I want to make you feel good, Ruki. Like you always do for . Let … please?"
The sincerity in her words, paired with the way she pressed herself closer, her chest moving in a slow rhythm, was enough to break down any of my protests I might've had.
I let out a shaky breath, my fingers threading gently through her hair, careful not to ss up the silver crescent clip Ririka had so ticulously placed.
"How can I say no to you, Fuyu?" I put on a helpless smile before caressing her cheek as I tried to keep my expression straight and full of affection, "I'm not gonna stop you. Just… don't push yourself, okay?"
Once again, her mischievous smile, the kind that hinted at the fire beneath her usual composure. "I'm not pushing. I'm choosing."
With that, she leaned in and pressed her chest together, closing in tighter on . Her movents were confident yet tender as she found a rhythm that had gripping the couch to keep myself from losing it right then and there.
The sensation was overwhelming, her warmth and softness a stark contrast to the cool air of the living room, and the way she kept her eyes locked on mine, watching every reaction, made it impossibly intimate.
The faint sounds of the house. Whether it be the almost inaudible hum of the TV and the occasional creak of the floorboards upstairs, where the other girls were probably still changing, faded into the background. It was just Fuyu, her quiet strength and her unwavering focus on , like I was the only thing that mattered in her world right now.
As she began moving and squeezing , she leaned forward to catch the tip sticking out from her cleavage in a teasing kiss that made my whole body jolt in pleasure. Then after that, she started sucking on it, matching the rhythm of her own.
The sensation was heavenly. I could probably cum a few tis like this but I didn't want to spill it all on her dress or her face unless she asked to.
"Fuyu… you're gonna drive crazy," I managed with my voice turning hoarse as the pressure built.
She didn't respond with words, just a soft hum that vibrated against , her eyes sparkling with a mix of pride and desire, like she knew exactly the effect she was having.
And just like this, the tension tipped over. It was so unbearable. The kind that made every nerve in my body sing and I could feel myself teetering on the edge. I scrambled to warn her, "Fuyu, I'm—"
But she didn't pull away. If anything, her movents grew more deliberate. Her lips tightened around and the movents of her chest squeezed further as though she's milking dry.
The sight of her, so elegant in that sapphire dress yet so unguarded in this mont, was enough to push over.
Along with a suppressed groan, my release hit like a truck. I spilled everything in her mouth.
Fuyu sucked it all, gulping down at the sa ti to not let anything spill. And despite my cock settling down, her lips remained enclosed as her tongue cleaned every nook and cranny and sucked everything to the last bit.
When she's done, Fuyu looked up at and triumphantly smiled. "Dear butler, you look like you've seen a ghost."
This girl…
Without saying anything else, I picked her up from the ground and then pushed her down the long sofa.
I rolled the skirt of her dress and then dived between her legs. Naturally, I had to repay her for her grace.
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