*Ding*
[New task]
[Have fun with Ava for 30 minutes but do not engage]
[Reward: 100 points]
Ava moved towards him, her steps careful not to slip on the wet ground, yet her movement resembled a tantalizing dance as her hips swayed gracefully. Her breasts, in sync with her motion, glided along her smooth skin, capturing Dion's gaze.
His eyes traced her body down to her perfectly shaved pussy, causing him to swallow hard as she walked past him to the control buttons behind him. She pressed a few buttons, and suddenly the shower started, the water droplets further wetting the already damp Ava.
Noticing that Dion wasn't moving to bathe, Ava assumed he might still be experiencing pain from his recent injury or feeling weak. "Are you still in pain?" she asked, her concern evident in her voice.
Dion, momentarily averting his gaze from her exquisite body, responded, "Why do you ask?"
"You froze a moment ago. I thought you might still be weak," she explained.
"Yeah, there was a mild body ache while I was out with the Shadow Seeker earlier," he lied, attempting to conceal the truth.
"Where does it hurt?" she asked, scanning around for any potential physical damages.
"Here," he said, pointing at his chest.
The water from the shower continued to drip onto both of them.
"This will do just fine," she said as she pressed a button, causing a colorless liquid to ooze from a small opening.
She began applying it to his chest in a slow manner. The ointment had a slight soothing effect, but there was no reaction between it and the water on his body; it remained the same.
After a few moments of applying the ointment, she stopped and asked, "Where else hurts?"
Dion, without thinking, pointed down at his member.
As she looked down, she was surprised at what she saw. His nine-inch erection stared back at her, barely an inch away from poking distance.
"Your... uh... Dick, it's different!" she stammered, staring at the unfamiliar sight before her.
'Dick? So she knows the word,' Dion wondered.
"What do you mean, different?" he said, feigning ignorance.
"It's kind of you know... thicker, longer, stiffer, and better looking than others," she said, still staring at his member.
"It's the pain that is making it... this way," Dion mumbled, unsure of what to say.
"I think I can help, what should I do?" she asked curiously, her gaze unwavering on his erect shaft. It was clear she was interested in exploring it.
"Just uhhh, grab it and slide your hands up and down against them," Dion said, trying to guide her through the process.
"You mean in this manner?" she asked innocently as she grabbed his shaft with both hands and began sliding them along its length.
"Uhmmm," Dion moaned, feeling pleasure coursing down his spine. "Just like that but a bit faster," he added.
She began pumping her hands up and down his shaft, seemingly unaware of what she was doing. Dion, on his part, enjoyed every bit of her movements, as if she had already mastered the art.
"Including down here?" she asked again, referring to his balls.
"Sure, do as you please," he replied plainly.
In a split second, her other hand began caressing his balls while the other continued bouncing along his shaft, eliciting a moan from him.
She noticed this and quickly asked, "Does it hurt?" Her voice was laced with care and concern.
"No, you're doing a great job," he replied with a smile, encouraging her to continue the task at hand.
She suddenly began to feel a bit uncomfortable, and Dion decided to offer a solution.
"Why not be on your knees? That will be way better, I believe," he suggested.
She innocently obeyed and bent to her knees, staring at his shaft. She paused for a moment, millions of thoughts running through her mind.
She grabbed his shaft and continued pumping up and down.
"Spit on that," Dion said simply.
She didn't quite understand what he meant, so she asked for clarity, "Spit on what exactly? Your dick?"
Dion nodded, still staring down at her.
She hesitated for a while, but he reassured her that it was safe, "Don't worry, just do it."
She responded with a wry smile and spat on his shaft, repeating it twice before beginning to slide her hands along his shaft once again.
Dion placed his hand on his waist as usual, savoring the moment the princess was giving him. He tried as much as he could to mask his moans, but it was inevitable. He couldn't hide his pleasure, moaning with each movement she made.
Suddenly she stopped, her eyes fixated on his shaft as if trying to see through it. It went on for a while, and Dion began to feel a bit uneasy.
"Is everything alright?" he inquired, sensing something off about her demeanor.
She looked up before replying, "I just feel like sliding my tongue along your dick and tasting it. It sure looks delicious!"
This reply came as a shock to Dion. He wasn't expecting her to dive into the act so quickly. It was too sudden for her to embrace the entire experience.
"Be my guest!" Dion replied, his anticipation growing as he imagined her tongue exploring his shaft.
She leaned in and moved her tongue from his balls, along his shaft to his tip in a slow, seductive manner, eliciting another gentle moan from him.
"I don't really know why, but I want the full length of your dick in my mouth," she confessed, her desire evident in her eyes.
Dion couldn't understand why these thoughts were suddenly consuming her. Perhaps the idea of sexual activities had been locked away in her mind and was gradually being unlocked by their encounter. He couldn't be sure.
Without waiting for a response, she leaned in, her mouth wide open, ready to take his shaft deep into her throat.
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