The first light of day was barely filtering through the branches of the thick forest when Yang came out of the hut where she lived in the company of lalabel and Noir. The fresh morning air caressed her skin and her soft, voluminous hair, awakening her from a deep sleep. Determination shone in her eyes, and on her lips was an eager smile. To put into practice an idea that had occurred to him the night before on his way back to the cabin.
Out of the cabin, still sleepy and disheveled, came a handsome, sturdy man, Lalabel's first companion. They both headed down the forest trails to search for the material to create a gift for Lalabel. Ever since that beautiful female came into their lives, they knew that her body was always clean and her skin was very soft and smooth to the touch.
The surprise was wrapped in the shape of a huge stone that Yang had discovered on one of her trips to the heart of the forest. With effort and dexterity, she managed to carry it with Noir's help. With careful steps, Yang and Noir carried the monumental stone into the hut's courtyard. The sun was beginning to dissipate the shadows, revealing the magnitude of the rock that now lay on the ground, imposing and full of possibilities.
Yang's mind already had a clear purpose: to carve that stone to create something special for his beloved Lalabel.
Wasting no time, Yang sat down next to the stone and, with his claws that looked more like chisels than limbs, began to carve with precision and delicacy. Each movement was a gesture of love captured in the stone, carving smooth contours and elegant lines.
Noir watched attentively, for a while, then decided to leave Yang alone, while he took care of preparing lalabel's meal.
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The midday sun bathed the small cottage courtyard with its warm, bright light. Lalabel awoke slowly, her sleep dissipating as the sounds from outside began to seep into her consciousness. The steady sound of the courtyard, similar to a sculptor's chisel working on a rock, tore her from the stillness of sleep.
Still dozing, Lalabel lazily opened her eyes and let a yawn escape her lips. The cozy room enveloped her with the familiar warmth of her fur bed and the rustic wood of the cabin. She decided to get up and explore the source of the intriguing noise that had awakened her.
She crossed the threshold of her room and ventured down the hallway, but her gait was somewhat unsteady, as if she were still caught between the dream world and reality.
Just halfway down the hallway, her body lurched, disoriented by the transition from rest to wakefulness.
At that precise instant, a pair of strong arms gently encircled her, held her waist firmly. Surprised, Lalabel met the eyes of her male, who was looking at her with a mischievous smile on his face. Without a word, he deposited a soft kiss on her neck, and the sensations intertwined in a delicate balance between surprise and intimacy.
—Good morning, —" he whispered, his warm breath caressing Lalabel's skin. The combination of the sunlight filtering through the window and the tenderness of that gesture created a special atmosphere in the cabin. Lalabel, still stunned but delighted, smiled back as she let herself be enveloped by the sweetness of the moment. — "Fuck this man is too sexy.
Lalabel slowly turned to focus on Noir, plunging into the deep gaze of his blue eyes. Their lips met in a kiss that, at first, was sweet and tender, like a soft melody dancing in the air.
Noir, with a passion burning inside him, gradually intensified the kiss. His tongue slid gently, exploring the confines of Lalabel's mouth with a delicacy that suggested a deeper desire. Each touch, each brush, was an exchange of emotions that needed no words.
Time seemed to stand still as they both immersed themselves in the intimacy of that kiss. Lalabel, surrendering herself to the ecstasy of the moment, felt Noir's embrace become firmer, as if he wanted to merge with her body and soul. Soft moans escaped from the lips of the beautiful woman.
The room was filled with their intertwined sighs and moans, forming a symphony of desire and love.The midday sun continued its dance through the window, shedding its golden light on the scene of shared love. The cabin became a haven of emotions, where Lala and Noir lost themselves in the magic of that instant, exploring the pleasure they gave each other.
Noir, with his intense gaze, guided Lalabel gently towards the wall of the hut. Slowly, he leaned his sword against the wall, freeing his hands to entangle them in Lalabel's mane.
The kiss, initially tender, turned passionate. Hearts beat in a frenzied throbbing rhythm as the intensity of the moment took over. The constant noise of the courtyard merged with their sighs and moans, creating a unique symphony that accompanied the dance of their lips.
Without breaking the enchantment that enveloped them, Noir lifted Lalabel in his strong arms gracefully and carried her towards the cabin's table. Carefully, he laid her down on the wooden surface, creating a soft whisper that blended with the intimate atmosphere that surrounded them.
Lala, with a mixture of surprise and excitement in her eyes, settled herself on the table, while Noir surrounded her with his presence. The sunlight, filtering through the window, painted golden glints on their eagerly seeking bodies.
The wood of the table creaked slightly under her weight, and the outside world seemed to fade even more. Noir approached slowly, his eyes fixed on Lala's, as if he wanted to explore every inch of her being.
Noir's intense gaze burned with lust guided by his instincts. As he watched Lalabel, who lay on the cabin table. The air was charged with the electricity of shared passion, and the murmur of the courtyard remained the mute witness to their intimate encounter.
Lalabel, feeling herself the main course at the carnal banquet, responded with a mischievous glint in her eyes. The play of glances between them fueled the spark that spread in the air. Noir, with determined hands, pulls up her dress and then removes her underwear.
The male inhales her fragrant arousal and savors the nectars of desire and lust. Each drop of pleasure on Noir's palate only further increases his desire to make her his. Devouring Lalabel's intimacy as if thirsting for the flames burning inside her.
Noir's lips envelop the essence and suck, with more impetus inside his beloved, causing Lalabel's back to arch with pleasure. After a few minutes her body reaches the peak of pleasure, her quivering body releasing its fluids of pleasure. A long, pleasurable moan escapes her lips. She recovers and gets down from the table, approaches her male and takes his hand to lead him into the bedroom.
Lalabel, with bright eyes and a playful smile, took her boyfriend's hand firmly, sliding her fingers lovingly between his. The cool forest air whispered secrets, creating an intimate atmosphere full of anticipation.
Leading him from the dining room, Lalabel led him confidently into the master bedroom. The walls of the cabin were permeated with the comforting scent of wood.
Upon reaching the room, Lalabel invited her male to take a seat on the edge of the bed, covered with soft furs that caressed the skin with their pleasant touch. Noir, with a look of curiosity and a spark of anticipation in his eyes, obeyed, feeling comfortable in that cozy corner.
The creaking of the wood under Noir's weight echoed in the room, creating a soft symphony that accompanied Lalabel's heartbeat. The two shared an emotionally charged silence, as a gentle breeze blew in through the window cooling the pair of lovers in that moment of intimacy, gradually the sky was tinged with shades of orange and pink filtering through the window. She slid down to Noir's crotch, where she looked mischievously at that male member about twenty-five centimeters long, began to perform a gentle suction on the tip of his member. - Mmmm I licked his whole member," she continued to pamper her male, showing with her tongue her desire to make her partner's male member her own. - "I want to fuck him already".
Lalabel kept devouring him with her mouth until she took him deep into her throat, she looked into his eyes and saw that wild and primitive side that wanted to come out from inside her. She increased the pace of the suction and one of her hands was caressing those delicious chocolate squares of abs her partner had.
Noir was enjoying a new experience, —" From the first moment I saw her my instincts begged me to stay away from her, as I watch her I like her more and more, this kinky and sensual side of her is what fascinates me the most about her. I can't take my eyes off her." The male essence was screaming to come out, he couldn't stand the pleasure any longer and let all his milk out.
The milk, now overflowing, escaped Lalabel's lips and ran down her chin, creating lines that slid down her neck. She lay on the floor for a moment to catch her breath - savoring her lips and feeling satisfied with the fellatio. - Thanks for the food, she laughed mischievously.
Noir etched this afternoon in his memory, he felt lucky to have the best female in the world. After spending the whole afternoon devouring each other, Noir was in a good mood, - he got up and carried Lalabel in his arms and laid her on the bed. letting her rest.
- "The plan to distract Lalabel had gone perfectly, and a special and very intimate moment had passed between them."
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The sun was slowly rising in the sky, while the rhythmic sound of claws against stone filled the air. Yang was immersed in his task, giving himself to creation with palpable dedication. Each carved feature embodied his feelings for lalabel, and the stone, now transformed, took on the shape of a beautiful bathtub.
When the task finally came to an end, Yang gazed at the bathtub with satisfaction. It was more than just a carved rock; it was a gesture of love, a gift made with patience and dedication. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, illuminating Yang's creation and giving it a special glow.
With the tub ready, Yang imagined the moments she would share with Lala in that corner of intimacy. The excitement in her heart was reflected in her eyes, and as she caressed the polished surface of the stone, she knew that this gift would speak louder than words.
Yang and Noir carried it with great care. The polished and sculpted stone stood as a tangible testament to the love and dedication Yang felt for Lalabel. The interior of the hut was permeated with the warm essence of the surrounding forest. The dim sunlight filtered through the windows, softly painting the rustic furnishings.
They placed the bathtub in the designated corner of the room next to Lala's. The space was instantly transformed, taking on an intimate and cozy atmosphere. The lights flickered with a special softness, as if the atmosphere itself recognized the importance of the gift.
Yang paused for a moment, gazing admiringly at the tub now in place. His eyes reflected the restrained excitement, while his mind was lost in the vision of the shared moments that special corner would witness. Noir remained at his side, sharing his friend's joy and excitement.
Determined to surprise Lalabel, Yang hurried to prepare the bath. With meticulous gestures, he filled the tub with warm water and natural essences that evoked the scents of the forest. Every detail, from the flower petals. The cabin was filled with the fresh and relaxing fragrance, anticipating the meeting between Yang and Lalabel in this new sanctuary.