Being bathed in the natural light of the sun somehow magnified the contrast of the warden’s delicate black and white features, reinforcing my earlier impression of her looking like an illustration penned in ink that’d come to life. One that’d been drawn by an artist that’d put in all the care and love they could muster into capturing.
Snowy hands raised before her, fingers loose; a grin curved her enticing lips as her dark eyes glittered with playful curiosity.
Fuck…
I raised my fists half-heartedly and firmed up my face into a mask of stoic focus, trying to hide my reservations about fighting her, even if it was just sparing.
My eyes flicked to the tight white pants hugging her slender curves, then to the long black coat. &l
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Harem Ethics 101 21. Sheath Stance
Soft locks of the warden’s abyssal black hair brushed against my fingers as she shuffled around me, bending her knees to lower herself and slip under my reaching arms. The instant I hit the ground I rolled to the side and scrambled to my feet to face her. Surprise tinted the arousal still present in her expression. Damn… Distracting her so I could pin her and leverage my weight was the only way I figured I’d have a chance. My stomach tightened in anticipation of how she might respond to such an underhanded tactic. She grinned, the surprise fading from her face. “An excellent ruse.” My insides loosened at her positive response. “Wasn’t just that… I can pull out just fine, but I’d still rather not need to,” I said, drenching my words with my lurid intention. “As I said, I’ll see what can be done… but that is a matter for later,” she chuckled. “Now, come at me.” Her relaxed hands came up as her body lowered slightly into her combat stance. I raised my fists and tried to mirro
Harem Ethics 101 22. Theocracy
She walked past me and began circling me like a shark getting ready to capsize a lifeboat. “It’s of the utmost importance for sheath stance to become second nature to you,” she said before promptly falling backwards onto her butt to sit on the grass. “Do I really have to stay like this until noon?” I asked, already starting to feel a little soreness setting in. “You do,” she said with a knowing grin playing at the corners of her lips. “And you're just going to… sit there?” “Well, I can’t leave you unsupervised out here, can I?” “No, I guess not.” An awkward pause yawned between us, only the faint breath of wind brushing over the grasslands breaking the silence. Our expressions mirrored each other as we watched one another with quiet contemplation. “Would you tell me something of your life before coming to Thaessa?” Her tone was gently curious, sounding like she was trying to balance her genuine intrigue with a desire to not sound nosey. I considered the question, not parti
Harem Ethics 101 23. An Opportunity For Some Lewd Vengeance
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Harem Ethics 101 24. A Flare of Stupid Satisfaction
“Only ranked ‘highly’? That’s unacceptable!” I said with mock indignation. The feet of my chair rasped across the floor as I rotated it to face her more directly. “Oh?” she asked, a pale pink blush appearing in her cheeks. I placed an elbow atop the table and rested my head against my knuckles before giving her the cockiest smile I could muster. Erection obvious and fully hard beneath the loose gray fabric of my pants. I leaned back in my chair. “I won’t rest until I’m your favorite!” “How ambitious,” she purred with delight. “Think I have good odds?” “You’ve had a good showing so far.” Her face tilted down ever so slightly as she eyed my tented manhood and slid from her chair. I parted my knees to make room for her as she knelt down between my legs, the lower half of her long black coat pooling on the floor. Tucking a loose lock of midnight-colored hair behind her ear that had been left out of her messy ponytail, she looked up at me expectantly. Her mouth curved into a wide
Harem Ethics 101 25. Teetering on the Edge
The instant I removed my hand, her head pulled back. She looked up at me with a pleased grin, still kneeling between my legs, but not making any physical contact. “My, you’re certainly full of surprises.” My rock-hard erection twitched in displeasure at the sudden change in its environment. “I aim to please,” I said aloofly as I screamed internally, desperately hoping she’d continue sooner rather than later from where I’d left off. “Most pleasing among those surprises was your restraint in not attempting to force your cock down my throat,” she said warmly. ”Thank you, Bryan.” A breath of elation fluttered in my stomach at her gratitude, but I was unsure of how to respond to it. “Yeah, uh, I remembered you said you were ‘out of practice’,” I said with a faint touch of embarrassment coloring my voice. Her smile widened at my answer. “Hmm, perhaps sometime in the near future you can help me… ‘practice’,” she purred, “but presently, you deserve a reward for your restraint.” A sing
Harem Ethics 101 25. Teetering on the Edge
The instant I removed my hand, her head pulled back. She looked up at me with a pleased grin, still kneeling between my legs, but not making any physical contact. “My, you’re certainly full of surprises.” My rock-hard erection twitched in displeasure at the sudden change in its environment. “I aim to please,” I said aloofly as I screamed internally, desperately hoping she’d continue sooner rather than later from where I’d left off. “Most pleasing among those surprises was your restraint in not attempting to force your cock down my throat,” she said warmly. ”Thank you, Bryan.” A breath of elation fluttered in my stomach at her gratitude, but I was unsure of how to respond to it. “Yeah, uh, I remembered you said you were ‘out of practice’,” I said with a faint touch of embarrassment coloring my voice. Her smile widened at my answer. “Hmm, perhaps sometime in the near future you can help me… ‘practice’,” she purred, “but presently, you deserve a reward for your restraint.” A sing
Harem Ethics 101 26. We Both get a Weapon
Dripping with cum, the warden blinked up at me, disbelief on her face. My legs wobbled as I basked in the post-orgasm afterglow, forcing me to fall back into my seat or risk tumbling over. Leaning back in my chair, I slipped my spent junk back into my pants. Her eyes hadn’t left me as I collapsed into my seat, her expression still one of semen splattered shock. “So, you’ve surrendered then?” I gave her a lazy grin. “Nope…” “How so?!” she said incredulously as she wiped off a small amount of the warm, gooey substance from her cheek. Her hand thrust out before her as she presented what she thought was her damning evidence, a strand of cum between index finger and thumb. “What of this then?! It hasn’t been thirty minutes since you initiated sexual contact, and you surely mustn’t be expecting for me to believe that it was a mere accident your seed ended up all over my face!” Seed? God, I love the way she talks… But, fuck, she seems pissed… I studied her expression, hoping that I di
Harem Ethics 101 27. Like a Bullet
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