Clentine:
"Can we go and ask your grandfather about it?" I questioned, and he started picking at his lips, confused.
I rembered he had told all of this just a few minutes earlier.
"What, do you think he won’t help us?" I asked, but he stayed silent.
At that point, I realized he probably did not know either.
"Why didn’t you accept the deal your father offered you?" I asked. "Why didn’t you take it and leave, saving yourself?" I ntioned the deal his father had made for him to leave the Academy and start over sowhere else.
The question made Ian snap his head up to look at .
He then closed one eye, as if trying to understand .
"Do you really think I would leave without you?" he asked. "No, Clentine. There is no starting over without you."
His words, the gentleness in them, and the affection he showed made smile.
My smile slowly faded, though, because I was not sure we would ever get the chance to start over.
"You know what? Let’s start cleaning this part of the North," I stated.
Ian gave a warm smile before he grabbed by the neck, pulled close, and pressed his lips against mine.
His lips felt cold against my warm ones. I got excited and sat in his lap, our crotches eting.
I felt the heat emanating from his pants.
We kissed passionately, our fingers entwined in each other’s hair, savoring the taste of each other’s lips.
My hand slipped down to his pants as his hand moved to mine, pulling our pants down for easy access.
He began to rub his cock against my vagina, causing to groan into his mouth.
Gently, he started to push it inside , eliciting a loud yelp from my lips.
His hand then grabbed my back, massaging .
The wooden porch creaked beneath us.
We had to keep watch of our surroundings, so we broke the kiss.
Ian bit his bottom lip, his hands gripping my flesh as they moved from my back to my thighs.
I had to remove my pants to make it easier to sit on top of him.
His hands slid along my thighs, pulling closer.
"You’re so wet," Ian remarked in his seductive voice.
His breath tickled my ear as I clung to his shoulders, gripping his jacket tightly.
His hands slid under my shirt, caressing my bare skin as I moved my hips.
My toes curled in my shoes, my body responding to his touch.
His fingers grasped my ass, pulling closer and increasing the pace.
His cock thrust deep and strong, the sound of our bodies eting filling the room.
I urged him to go harder, biting his earlobe before pulling back.
He intensified his movents, running his hand through my hair and pulling my head back to expose my throat as he pounded relentlessly.
His lips and tongue trailed up my throat, then down to my neck, leaving hickeys.
His hand moved down, his fingers finding my clit.
The first touch sent a jolt through my body, causing my back to arch even more.
"You’re gonna scream my na so hard, you’ll scare away the monsters," he muttered in his husky voice.
His tongue delved back into my mouth, mirroring the rhythm of his thrusts inside .
His movents were intense, his fingers expertly stimulating my clit.
The building orgasm sent shivers through my body, causing to shake uncontrollably.
"FUCK IAN!" I was already leaking profusely, and then finally, I groaned loudly as his cum pumped into in thick, hot spurts.
I felt every pulse and twitch of his cock as he emptied inside , leaving breathless.
As I lay on top of him, trying to calm myself with deeper breaths, he chuckled.
"I could go for another round, you know," he whispered in a husky voice, realizing the effect he had on . I knew he could keep going.
I had been staring at the watch I placed on the side, and when we finished, I saw that three hours had passed.
I quickly turned to look at him, realizing the stamina of the monster I had just experienced.
It seed like even the monsters did not co near us.
I began pulling on my pants, feeling overheated. I was sure my cheeks were red too.
He started to smirk while fixing his pants and tilting his head.
"You know, it’s very rare for you to feel shy, but when you do, it makes all sorts of emotions rise inside ," he teased as he leaned over while I was pulling on my pants and adjusting them, still sitting on my knees.
He lowered his voice and whispered into my ear.
I had to push him away so he would not get carried away again.
"The Hollow Man didn’t arrive," I told him, and he started to chuckle.
"Well, in the last three hours, only one monster was allowed," he mumbled.
When I looked at him, I noticed the way he raised his eyebrow before his eyes drifted downward to his cock, who was now hiding in his pants.
I quickly looked away, feeling shy.
"You know I pumped inside you, right?" he stated, and I gave him a look.
"You think I didn’t know?" I mumbled, biting my bottom lip and turning my face to the other side.
"Why did you allow ?" he asked, his finger gently touching my cheek as he tucked a few strands behind my ear.
"I don’t know," I replied, barely able to speak, and I noticed that it only excited him more.
He leaned closer and kissed my cheek very softly. Without pulling away, he whispered, "I fucking love you, Clentine."
As he said that, he gently brushed the hair away from my neck and touched the mark his brother had left, which had now faded entirely.
"May I?" he whispered.
I started to laugh, until I realized he was serious.
"Here?" I asked him, looking around.
"Well, we’re about to go on a suicide mission to try and wipe out the North, but I want to be happy before that," he mumbled.
I gently held his hand and kissed the back of it.
I noticed the way he kept staring at whenever I showed affection.
"Of course you may," I replied, and his smile reached his eyes.
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