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Hari felt the sticky rivulets of semen slide down her face. Leandro's cock splurged a few more ropes of cum before the torrent finally petered off. Still in a daze, she looked up at the meaty piston that had been in her throat moments ago.
It was still rock-hard, as if it had never come, in the first place.
'Is this normal? He came so much…' She swallowed some of the salty substance clinging to her lips, before making the mistake of trying to lap away at the cum on her nose, her pink heart-shaped eyes going crossed for a second.
Leandro frowned down at his hard-on, somewhat frustrated at the resilience.
Thankfully, he could somehow rein it in, or at least, tone it down to manageable levels. After all, climbing the Tower with an erection wasn't exactly comfortable, and you had to find ways to cope.
His eyes moved in a straight line from Hari's face, to her cum-slicked cleavage, and then down to her clamped thighs. The moisture on her skin was like dew on morning grass. Drops of clear juice splattered on the tiles.
"Do… you feel better?" She asked, shoulders slightly hunched forward.
The blush on her face was still vivid, glistening with sweat, her breathing so heated that steam seemed to roll out with each heave. Leandro's fingers softly brushed aside stray bangs that hung in front of her eyes. A drop of cum trailed downward to the point of her chin. He captured it, swiped it, and brought it to her lips.
Hari eagerly tucked his thumb in her mouth and licked it clean, looking up at him, still in a daze.
"Yeah… I'm feeling much better." His eyes glowed slightly before he pulled his digit out, analyzing the fading trails of drool that briefly connected it to Hari's swollen lips. "Noona… let me see it."
She unconsciously clamped her thighs tighter. "S-See what?" The way she batted her lashes as she shyly looked away was supremely cute.
"You offered to take care of my… needs. It's only natural I extend the same courtesy to you, Noona. Don't you think so?"
"W-Well…"
Leandro lowered himself on the floor and grabbed Hari by her chin. He edged closer, until it appeared that he was leaning in for a kiss. She even prepared herself for the contact, heart thumping loud. But at the last second, he hijacked his lips for her exposed throat.
He buried himself there, kissing her neck gently, relishing in the squeal that soon followed, as well as the excited quivering that ran across Hari's body. Leandro dragged his lips along her sensitive skin, fingers lazily pulling and pinching at a button before moving onto the next one, deftly undoing Hari's attire to bare a generous view of her cleavage.
Leandro trailed his hands below her rib cage, down towards her navel, and across her thighs, fingernails dragging over her flesh ever so slowly—teasing her, building her expectations—before he made the effort to palm her shapely bottom.
Hari instantly let out a low, shuddering moan.
"L-Leandro…"
Her smooth, soft belly trembled underneath the touch of Leandro's lips. It was more of a caress than a full contact. He lazily dragged his mouth over her contracting diaphragm before feathering down her belly-button.
She slumped down on the floor, head craned in a way that she could see him work his way down towards her drenched panties.
Leandro glanced upward, catching Hari biting her lip as she gazed down with apprehension. He could see the way her breathing stilled. Anticipation and embarrassment were plastered on her flushed, sweaty face.
The damp texture was evident, the blackness of the fabric hiding no secrets.
"Do... d-don't stare too much." Hari choked out, fingers hovering in front of her mouth.
"Hmm?"
Hari tensed upon feeling a slight puff of Leandro's air against her clothed lower lips. 'Why does he have to stare for so long?' Her eyes had the shine of fresh dew.
His hand hooked around one of the elastics and tugged down.
She squeezed her legs shut upon seeing Leandro raise a brow at the unraveled treasure she tried to hide.
"You're so smooth."
The heat Hari radiated increased, visibly, yet Leandro's voice sounded genuinely awed, his eyes soft with what felt like endearment.
'How embarrassing!'
Leandro lowered Hari's panties to her knees. He took his sweet time—or was he intentionally being slow and careful?
Hari unconsciously held her breath, goosebumps dotting the skin Leandro had just bared. He breathed out, a brief gust of air right above her dripping cunt. She curled her toes, jolting.
"Leandro…"
Calling out his name brought a sense of comfort; it was her first time, and the sensations were overwhelming.
Hari squeezed her lips into a thin line, only to unseal them right away, sucking in a deep breath as Leandro lazily dragged a finger down her folds.
He glanced at her reaction before closing his eyes. Eros' Touch. According to the vivid instructions and pathways imparted into his brain, Leandro did something he's never done before. His Aura trickled into his tongue.
He kissed her labia. A mere peck.
Leandro felt his manhood ache further, even though he just came earlier. The gasp, that squeal, the way Hari squeezed the back of her knees into his head; it drove him mad with lust.
He dragged the flat of his tongue upward, cutting past her outer folds, making sure to take extra note of her clitoral hood. He liked it when Hari held him in a shaky, trembling grasp, digging her fingers into his scalp—almost painfully, like a fearful rider urging a wild, untamable stallion.
"Ahhhnnn! L-Leandro!"
She tasted divine. Hari had an unbelievably tangy, salty, and somewhat sweet taste to her juices.
Hari gasped loudly when Leandro reached her swollen, engorged clitoris. Even the slight suckle of his lips brought about her wild, shocked reactions. He nibbled and played with it as well, lathering his tongue across it in erratic patterns.
She trembled profusely, voice caught in her throat, as if she was on the brink of what could only be described as an astounding revelation.
Leandro then kissed her, his tongue piercing right into her quivering passage in search of a nub that had eluded his oral assault thus far.
"Aaaaahhh—❤" I'm… I'm—❤"
Her eyes couldn't have gone wider.
And just like that, she violently arched her back, and climaxed. Her thighs quaked and tightened around him. Her ejaculation gushed forth in a continuous burst of bliss.
Eros' Touch amplified pleasure, with minimal stimulation.
So, imagine cumming hard with merely a tongue stab.
He kissed the folds surrounding her entrance. Sloppy licks over her clit. His hands pushed Hari's knees apart, a position she couldn't, didn't want to break, anyways.
Wondering how far he could go, Leandro continued to explore her inner cave with his tongue. With complete control over his muscles, his tongue might as well have been a tentacle with a mind of its own. Eros' Touch, naturally, didn't let him down.
The heightened sensitivity of her earlier orgasm made the coming one even more intense. Leandro lightly dipped a finger into her vaginal entrance before the lewd, slippery noises of his slurps rang out anew. His tongue and finger—buffed by his active skill—had perfect teamwork.
Honestly. If Hari's body was the Monolith, Leandro had just cleared it all in barely a minute.
"Hnnnnn!!!"
Hari's consciousness faded in and out as waves of pleasure surged through her.
She involuntarily twitched her hips a bit, subconsciously trying to control Leandro's incessant probing tongue that simply sought to lacerate all her defenses.
'So good…' Hari wondered if she had actually ascended into heaven. This pleasure... it wasn't normal... was it? Her brain seemed to turn into mush. The sheer embarrassment she felt didn't slow the pace of her wetness as it poured into his awaiting mouth.
She writhed beneath him, letting out a series of quivering moans—much like how one would during an exorcism.
"Ahnhnnn!!❤"
A spasm shot up from her crotch, causing her to tense her legs, clamping down hard on Leandro.
She shook violently as the orgasm seized her. Leandro didn't stop for a second. He tried to catch it all in his mouth.
Her next climax came just seconds after.
And then another.
And another.
Hari convulsed. She could feel the muscles in her stomach clench, as well as the pounding in her heart. Her eyes were so glazed over that the light shining down into the bathroom seemed to pierce right through her. Her body trembled and tensed. The only thing that kept her grounded was Leandro's tongue still lapping away at her clitoris.
"You came so much, Noona."
His voice was a little fuzzy.
"Well, I'm still like this." He said, looking down at his cock, harder than a block of adamantium. "But it's fine."
"Uh… huh?" Hari tried to roll around, but she could hardly muster a sliver of strength. "L-Leandro… help me…"
He chuckled softly before he gently seized her wrists, and with a bit of help on her part, pulled her up to her feet. She stumbled into his chest, glancing up at him with a flushed, frazzled look.
"Was that too much for you?"
Hari shook her head. "J-Just a bit overwhelmed." Her eyes fell on Leandro's 'thing', standing with aching discomfort as it poked her belly. "Leandro… you're still hard."
She tried to straighten up. It was difficult, and her legs were shaky, but she managed to get ahold of her panties. She would at least put those back on, or even tie a loose knot over them. Anything to make her feel less exposed.
Leandro watched her for a moment. The faint smell of sweat, of sex, filled the air.
The humidity was thick, and so were the fogged-up mirrors.
Hari was red-faced, but also a bit disoriented, her body not used to having orgasms over and over.
"It's normal…" He answered, simply. "I don't think I can get soft right now."
His hand reached down to tuck in her panties back to their rightful place. "Not while you're around."
Hari felt her heart jump. She couldn't understand how someone could be so blunt and frank with their words. Then again, that was part of Leandro's charm.
"Sorry…"
"What are you apologizing for?"
"For… well, that." She pointed a dainty finger at the flared crown of his erection.
"Well, yes, you should be sorry. You've made things incomparably harder for me."
She cracked a smile.
"Wait, let me take care of it for you—" Hari was about to drop to her knees, but she overestimated the amount of strength she had recovered, and nearly face-planted the floor. Leandro caught her in time. "—hehe, oops?"
"Sometimes you're like a little kid."
She pouted. "I'm not…"
Leandro's eyes traced the puckered, luscious lips of the woman in his arms. Their relationship couldn't be considered 'normal' anymore. In a way, it never was, but blinding himself of the obvious signs of love was easy and comfortable.
Perhaps he was scared of truly loving someone.
Was this second life of his just as temporary as the first?
Would he have to repeat it all again upon death? A curse from the Gods. To think he was free of them, to fall in love, and have it all taken away at the last minute.
The warmth of Hari's breath against his ear caused him to tremble. It wasn't the same type of shiver he got from seeing her in an erotic outfit, or from having his manhood down her throat.
It was more of a shiver of realization—of the inevitable.
This sweet, young woman next to him, who watched him grow, and grew alongside him, might have meant way more than he initially thought.
"You're troublesome, Noona. Very, very troublesome…"
"Huh?"
She tilted her head, doing her best impersonification of a confused bunny, whiskers moving and all.
"Just thinking…"
"About what?"
'How blessed and cursed I am.'
"Nevermind. It's the ramblings of an old man."
She giggled. "But Leandro, you're not old."
"Yeah… right…"
"..."
So lost in thought he was, he didn't realize that Hari was staring at him with curious, sparkling eyes, as if she had just discovered something.
"Alright. You should go now. I still need to take a shower."
For a moment, she didn't seem to hear him.
"Noona?"
"Uh? Oh, yes, yes… I'm… I'm going…"
She proceeded to move, only to nearly trip over her unsteady balance. Her knees chittered, but she held herself up, growing incredibly flustered by the fluids that dribbled down her legs.
Still…
"..."
With a weak smile, and one last heavy-lidded glance in his direction, she wobbled out of the bathroom.
Leandro sighed, running a hand through his damp hair.