[That gave him pause though, by all accounts, not at all for the reason she may have expected. He had only a scant few things on his mind those days. One of which was--]
Ah. I can't say I fully understand but was it a sort of experiment?
[If so, then his choice of career opportunities was looking great.]
Oh! No, not at all. My divinity requires a certain type of magical energy. Some consider it akin to their life-force. It gathers like osmosis in the body fluids. You have a surprisingly high concentration like this!
[More so than whatever form he typically takes. She wonders why?]
[He was trying to will his erection down but even a mundane discussion regarding a conversion of spiritual mass wasn't doing it--likely because his mind was slowly drifting to the natural conclusion of that suggestion she made.
Scratch that. Any drift into scientific terminology made him too, too relaxed!]
Um. Then, he must be skilled at concealing his spirit... [Don't look down.] I'm talented but normally there's no hiding it if you... can openly transfer... mana.
[Oh, so the same word is used here? Interesting! Ishtar begins using this opportunity to climb up on his lap properly. Her hands finding purchase at his shoulders.]
Showing off made me a little tired, too. So maybe that's also a part of it? Either way, if it's not inconvenient for you...
[She leans in. Enough so that his erection, still wet from her mouth, smears against her smooth stomach. Her lips brush the shell of his ear as she whispers only for him:]
I'd like to replenish a little bit more.
[Only at this point it'd be more like gorging herself than replenishing.]
[Whatever mention of the word 'inconvenient' went forgotten as Ishtar treated him to a new, wonderful feeling--that of being mounted and taken so that he could hear her whisper without a need to seek her. Her buttocks were soft against his thigh, quite easily distracting him until her bare stomach got the strongest rise out of him yet. He throbbed at her touch but, steadying himself a little too late, he found his whole body seemed to shudder with the shiver her voice sent rippling through him.
His voice caught in his throat and, moving his hips just so he could pull himself up just to meet her a little more easily, Kisuke made an effort to try and sound somewhat more in control, head swimming when he told himself that he had to do something in return for her. Everyone else in the barracks insisted a man took control but he quickly realized things didn't quite have to follow their formulas. Ishtar made her case easily enough.
The words didn't quite squeak out of him but they certainly held that same spirit.]
Um... How does he usually do things? This is my first time.
Now, now. There's no need to worry about firsts. Let the goddess of love guide you. Precious virgins like yourself need only to submit to me.
[With her hands gripping his shoulders she insists that he lay back more so he can enjoy her rather than trying to please her. Because, believe it or not, she's already well enough pleased with him. Once he's lying back she lifts up on her knees. Holding herself above him so he can watch her showy display.
Ishtar's hands begin bellow her breasts. Trailing down the smooth expanse of her stomach and further down still. When the goddess reaches the crotch of her thong she carefully peels it away. Sure, she could dismiss it, but there's something wild about leaving clothes on, sometimes. About having a forbidden peek at what lies underneath. He'll see her glory. The pink folds swollen with the excitement that has built within her while she teased him, while she sucked him. Yes, taking him in her mouth did help her along some, and she won't deny it. Using her forefinger and middle finger she spreads her outer lips to display her glistening folds between them. Radiating heat and color as the muscles there twitch from being exposed to the open air.]
Would you let me? Would you let me have this first time, then? I'll take it. I'll cradle you with my body and lead you through this uncharted territory. Do you want that?
[His voice caught so sharply in his throat, he might have squeaked were he not more careful. Had she begun undressing first, he might not have been ready but his stomach tightened at her proposal--something lewd and depraved only in words until she proved it with the way she urged him to sit and watch. Acquainted with the feeling of her palms and fingers, her display let his imagination run its course. Achingly hard, he felt control slip so far from his hands that the fabric of his own spell managed to give him the subtle impression that he'd been caught up in it just as she kept him pinned so still just with her undressing.
His mouth opened somewhat, an inaudible gasp escaping him. He swore the existence of mixed baths might have prepared him for it but there was a stark difference between being naked and being intimate. Kisuke's eyes were washing over Ishtar from the moment she swept her fingers over her frame to the way she spread herself and treated him to the difference between being wet from a bath and arousal. Swallowing, he found her eyes with a bit of a struggle to pry from between her legs, meekly beckoning her. Just the sight of her so close was...]
[Her free hand reaches down to cup her palm around the underside of his natural curve. Goodness, he's so warm. Is that on purpose, or just a happy little addition? Ah, either way she could just gobble him up. She'll miss this Kisuke when he's "gone," but perhaps that's what makes him so special. Her perfect little treat — as rare as he is pleasing.
That hand steadies him upright as she lowers her hips to drag her wet folds along his length. Ishtar sighs softly at the delicate friction as it brings minimal but welcome relief.]
But I am the goddess of love and fertility. No matter your size I will find a way to fit you, to please you. Even if you stretch me to the point that I am molded specifically to your tantalizing shape. Tell me, Kisuke... do you want it? Do you want this core of divinity to accept your most lewd and base desires?
[With every question she rolls her hips. Smearing her arousal on him and angling herself so that her clit drags selfishly against his stiffness. Oh, it's she who wants him. She desires to feel him oh-so-intimately. She wants to drown in his cries and savor his taste. She wants him so blissful that he becomes putty in her palms.]
[He'd fondly recall his ignorance and innocence in the matter as refreshing and comforting. Ishtar's voice was warm and affectionate in his ears, passing over every ambient noise that might have interrupted her otherwise. The distant traffic and the still wind didn't register at all with her so close and, his heart pounding, he heard little else other than her voice and that gentle rustle of his opened robes when she moved to mount him. Whatever ounce of disappointment he might have felt when she didn't take him then and there was overtaken by the new feeling of her womanhood, soft and slick with moist arousal. She was impossibly soft in that way that he wanted to feel her with every part of his body but especially with the part of him she was straddling near lovingly.]
It would feel... [Better than that? It wasn't simply how soft she'd been but the way her hips shifted to rock against him moved him just slightly. She was using her thighs and her backside to rub his and every sensual movement had him shifting in anticipation and throbbing with want. His engorged member was buzzing and his head was swimming to match it. Maybe, with time, he'd figure out more attractive and loving words for her. Hopefully he knew what to say when a beautiful woman saw fix to grace him with such ministrations but he breathed out his words with some fuss.]
This is already too... but, it would be better inside you, wouldn't it? [Only somewhat, he sat up on his elbows in the hopes that he could look a bit more in control of himself but the words scarcely found their mark by the end. His eyes were wide with shock and awe at the embarrassing words that passed his lips, spilling out awkwardly in the hopes that she wouldn't find them unappealing to hear.]
I want to feel what you're like, Goddess... in your core.
[It isn't until he says those magic words of, "I want" that Ishtar aims him toward her entrance. Having been with this man before helps, but even as she lowers her weight to encourage his head to push into her folds she finds herself having to go slow. This body is so small. Such a petite young woman she was placed into. Not any less of a woman, but it did mean those of average or above average size had no problem filling her right up.
The differences of their size makes their union quite lewd. Even as she takes him half way the shape of him shows just ever so slightly against her abdomen. This vessel may be soft, but it also keeps quite trim. So her hand grabs his wrist. Takes him to press up against her where he shows so he can feel the evidence of himself inside her.]
There you are. How does it feel to be taken by a goddess? To fill her up so easily? This goddess of love and fertility will grant your wish and make this union a dream come true.
[Letting her head lull back she lets out a lascivious moan as Kisuke's palm is pressed into her. She can feel the pressure and how it squeezes everything. Feeling him so acutely inside her.]
[With each little movement, he responded without complicating things. Not a single conflicting thought kept him from her and Ishtar seemed delighted to have that dominion all to herself. As if she'd known him all too intimately, she moved so she could tease her entrance with the tip of his member, all through the subtle movement of her hips.]
A-Ah, that's so-- [He still could take a breath but the words escaped him. He was caught between wanting more and to continue experiencing that moment, sensitive to the heat she'd bathed him with and how soft she'd been--until she took him in. Wreathed in her heat, Kisuke found his stomach tensing and his fingers tightened to whitened knuckles at the fabric of his spell as he simply tried to avoid ruining it by moving when Ishtar's smile assured him she knew precisely how to move. He wanted to breathe proper but held off when he found himself with his eyes glued to the glistening point of their union, her folds spreading to take him in. With her urging, he spread his fingers and palm to smooth over her skin. Feeling that bump, gentle and apparent when he touched her, Kisuke loosed the last breath he held. He felt it leave him in a shudder, his member throbbing as the subtle flexes of her inner muscles gave the impression that Ishtar had no intention to let him go.
Though he smiled, it was shy and burning with the embarrassment that came quite easily from drinking in her body so intently. Kisuke panted, trying to catch his breath when he found his other and run up her thigh as if she'd need it to keep steady. He was sure he could make an excuse to touch her later.]
Wa... Was it easy? You're squeezing me tightly but you're just so... relaxed? [Finally leaning back again, he groaned out a word while trying to work on his focus. While he was finding his words.]
I would have c-come for sure by now if you hadn't already taken me in mouth...
How sweet, how precious! You're quite the treat for me, you know. To think such a cute little virgin could fill me up so effortlessly. Ah, will you come? Will you come for me? How many times, I wonder? What if I let you use this tight little pussy like a beloved toy? A guilty favorite tucked away and only brought forth in the midst of heated passion? I'd take it all, you know. All of your love and all of your lust. This goddess will grant your even most salacious wish!
[Poor Kisuke. Bombarded with lewd questions and not even given a chance to answer. After all, she does know just how to move, and she begins riding him more properly. Her hands find his to forcibly take him hand-in-hand. Fingers laced like lovers as she explores the length of his hard cock eagerly with her body. The weight of her seems lighter than a feather when she lifts, but as Ishtar descends and she collides with Kisuke's hips it seems to come back. It's apparent that the goddess is intent on making him feel the force of her "love" as they collide. Their bodies making a symphony of bare skin and slick, sweet friction.
She yearns for his release. To see him spent and gasping for air with nothing but her name on his lips. Ishtar intends to see Kisuke submit to a type of worship without devious grins or calculating eyes. She will have his love in a whole new flavor.]
[In a way, she had him cornered but he couldn't imagine it being a bad position to find himself in. So focused on sneakily shifting his hips so the enrapturing goddess mounting him could comfortably ride him, he couldn't dwell too much on the sweat that budded along his temples, strands of hair clinging to his brows messily as his heart raced and she clouded his ears up with words that would have made even his instructors blush. So forward with him, he wondered what in the world could have made this woman shy if not any of that, but those thoughts died in favor of how they left her lips.]
I just want--
[She rolled her hips and it drew a hesitant gasp from him, unable to keep himself quiet the more she drew that feather-like voice of hers to his ear and layered it with spice and bite. He wanted more of her but the right words fell apart in favor of the little pleas that escaped instead. The sweat shared between them and the slick heat of their arousal was leaving a glistening sheen on their thighs to which he could only wondered how they would look once it all came undone. He swallowed his words and a few words that might have sounded a bit raunchier if he formed them any more coherently and without the lovely distraction that had been the beautiful shape of her body when she rode him, soft curves and muscle flexing to please his eyes and him by far. Her thin, soft fingers wove with his and he squeezed her gently compared to the way she'd been squeezing him--almost as if she'd been trying to make him come even harder than before.]
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Date: 2023-04-16 12:46 am (UTC)[Her expression twists as she searches for the right words that won't break the mood or give him the wrong idea.]
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Date: 2023-04-16 01:19 am (UTC)He had only a scant few things on his mind those days. One of which was--]
Ah. I can't say I fully understand but was it a sort of experiment?
[If so, then his choice of career opportunities was looking great.]
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Date: 2023-04-16 01:35 am (UTC)[More so than whatever form he typically takes. She wonders why?]
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Date: 2023-04-16 03:02 am (UTC)Scratch that. Any drift into scientific terminology made him too, too relaxed!]
Um. Then, he must be skilled at concealing his spirit... [Don't look down.] I'm talented but normally there's no hiding it if you... can openly transfer... mana.
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Date: 2023-04-16 03:12 am (UTC)Showing off made me a little tired, too. So maybe that's also a part of it? Either way, if it's not inconvenient for you...
[She leans in. Enough so that his erection, still wet from her mouth, smears against her smooth stomach. Her lips brush the shell of his ear as she whispers only for him:]
I'd like to replenish a little bit more.
[Only at this point it'd be more like gorging herself than replenishing.]
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Date: 2023-04-16 03:51 am (UTC)[Whatever mention of the word 'inconvenient' went forgotten as Ishtar treated him to a new, wonderful feeling--that of being mounted and taken so that he could hear her whisper without a need to seek her. Her buttocks were soft against his thigh, quite easily distracting him until her bare stomach got the strongest rise out of him yet. He throbbed at her touch but, steadying himself a little too late, he found his whole body seemed to shudder with the shiver her voice sent rippling through him.
His voice caught in his throat and, moving his hips just so he could pull himself up just to meet her a little more easily, Kisuke made an effort to try and sound somewhat more in control, head swimming when he told himself that he had to do something in return for her. Everyone else in the barracks insisted a man took control but he quickly realized things didn't quite have to follow their formulas. Ishtar made her case easily enough.
The words didn't quite squeak out of him but they certainly held that same spirit.]
Um... How does he usually do things? This is my first time.
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Date: 2023-04-18 05:37 pm (UTC)[With her hands gripping his shoulders she insists that he lay back more so he can enjoy her rather than trying to please her. Because, believe it or not, she's already well enough pleased with him. Once he's lying back she lifts up on her knees. Holding herself above him so he can watch her showy display.
Ishtar's hands begin bellow her breasts. Trailing down the smooth expanse of her stomach and further down still. When the goddess reaches the crotch of her thong she carefully peels it away. Sure, she could dismiss it, but there's something wild about leaving clothes on, sometimes. About having a forbidden peek at what lies underneath. He'll see her glory. The pink folds swollen with the excitement that has built within her while she teased him, while she sucked him. Yes, taking him in her mouth did help her along some, and she won't deny it. Using her forefinger and middle finger she spreads her outer lips to display her glistening folds between them. Radiating heat and color as the muscles there twitch from being exposed to the open air.]
Would you let me? Would you let me have this first time, then? I'll take it. I'll cradle you with my body and lead you through this uncharted territory. Do you want that?
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Date: 2023-04-23 10:40 pm (UTC)[His voice caught so sharply in his throat, he might have squeaked were he not more careful. Had she begun undressing first, he might not have been ready but his stomach tightened at her proposal--something lewd and depraved only in words until she proved it with the way she urged him to sit and watch. Acquainted with the feeling of her palms and fingers, her display let his imagination run its course. Achingly hard, he felt control slip so far from his hands that the fabric of his own spell managed to give him the subtle impression that he'd been caught up in it just as she kept him pinned so still just with her undressing.
His mouth opened somewhat, an inaudible gasp escaping him. He swore the existence of mixed baths might have prepared him for it but there was a stark difference between being naked and being intimate. Kisuke's eyes were washing over Ishtar from the moment she swept her fingers over her frame to the way she spread herself and treated him to the difference between being wet from a bath and arousal. Swallowing, he found her eyes with a bit of a struggle to pry from between her legs, meekly beckoning her. Just the sight of her so close was...]
If you'll... Please? Will I fit?
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Date: 2023-04-23 11:08 pm (UTC)[Her free hand reaches down to cup her palm around the underside of his natural curve. Goodness, he's so warm. Is that on purpose, or just a happy little addition? Ah, either way she could just gobble him up. She'll miss this Kisuke when he's "gone," but perhaps that's what makes him so special. Her perfect little treat — as rare as he is pleasing.
That hand steadies him upright as she lowers her hips to drag her wet folds along his length. Ishtar sighs softly at the delicate friction as it brings minimal but welcome relief.]
But I am the goddess of love and fertility. No matter your size I will find a way to fit you, to please you. Even if you stretch me to the point that I am molded specifically to your tantalizing shape. Tell me, Kisuke... do you want it? Do you want this core of divinity to accept your most lewd and base desires?
[With every question she rolls her hips. Smearing her arousal on him and angling herself so that her clit drags selfishly against his stiffness. Oh, it's she who wants him. She desires to feel him oh-so-intimately. She wants to drown in his cries and savor his taste. She wants him so blissful that he becomes putty in her palms.]
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Date: 2023-04-24 12:42 am (UTC)It would feel... [Better than that? It wasn't simply how soft she'd been but the way her hips shifted to rock against him moved him just slightly. She was using her thighs and her backside to rub his and every sensual movement had him shifting in anticipation and throbbing with want. His engorged member was buzzing and his head was swimming to match it. Maybe, with time, he'd figure out more attractive and loving words for her. Hopefully he knew what to say when a beautiful woman saw fix to grace him with such ministrations but he breathed out his words with some fuss.]
This is already too... but, it would be better inside you, wouldn't it? [Only somewhat, he sat up on his elbows in the hopes that he could look a bit more in control of himself but the words scarcely found their mark by the end. His eyes were wide with shock and awe at the embarrassing words that passed his lips, spilling out awkwardly in the hopes that she wouldn't find them unappealing to hear.]
I want to feel what you're like, Goddess... in your core.
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Date: 2023-04-24 04:39 pm (UTC)The differences of their size makes their union quite lewd. Even as she takes him half way the shape of him shows just ever so slightly against her abdomen. This vessel may be soft, but it also keeps quite trim. So her hand grabs his wrist. Takes him to press up against her where he shows so he can feel the evidence of himself inside her.]
There you are. How does it feel to be taken by a goddess? To fill her up so easily? This goddess of love and fertility will grant your wish and make this union a dream come true.
[Letting her head lull back she lets out a lascivious moan as Kisuke's palm is pressed into her. She can feel the pressure and how it squeezes everything. Feeling him so acutely inside her.]
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Date: 2023-04-24 11:55 pm (UTC)A-Ah, that's so-- [He still could take a breath but the words escaped him. He was caught between wanting more and to continue experiencing that moment, sensitive to the heat she'd bathed him with and how soft she'd been--until she took him in. Wreathed in her heat, Kisuke found his stomach tensing and his fingers tightened to whitened knuckles at the fabric of his spell as he simply tried to avoid ruining it by moving when Ishtar's smile assured him she knew precisely how to move. He wanted to breathe proper but held off when he found himself with his eyes glued to the glistening point of their union, her folds spreading to take him in. With her urging, he spread his fingers and palm to smooth over her skin. Feeling that bump, gentle and apparent when he touched her, Kisuke loosed the last breath he held. He felt it leave him in a shudder, his member throbbing as the subtle flexes of her inner muscles gave the impression that Ishtar had no intention to let him go.
Though he smiled, it was shy and burning with the embarrassment that came quite easily from drinking in her body so intently. Kisuke panted, trying to catch his breath when he found his other and run up her thigh as if she'd need it to keep steady. He was sure he could make an excuse to touch her later.]
Wa... Was it easy? You're squeezing me tightly but you're just so... relaxed? [Finally leaning back again, he groaned out a word while trying to work on his focus. While he was finding his words.]
I would have c-come for sure by now if you hadn't already taken me in mouth...
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Date: 2023-05-11 04:35 pm (UTC)[Poor Kisuke. Bombarded with lewd questions and not even given a chance to answer. After all, she does know just how to move, and she begins riding him more properly. Her hands find his to forcibly take him hand-in-hand. Fingers laced like lovers as she explores the length of his hard cock eagerly with her body. The weight of her seems lighter than a feather when she lifts, but as Ishtar descends and she collides with Kisuke's hips it seems to come back. It's apparent that the goddess is intent on making him feel the force of her "love" as they collide. Their bodies making a symphony of bare skin and slick, sweet friction.
She yearns for his release. To see him spent and gasping for air with nothing but her name on his lips. Ishtar intends to see Kisuke submit to a type of worship without devious grins or calculating eyes. She will have his love in a whole new flavor.]
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Date: 2023-05-13 10:07 pm (UTC)I just want--
[She rolled her hips and it drew a hesitant gasp from him, unable to keep himself quiet the more she drew that feather-like voice of hers to his ear and layered it with spice and bite. He wanted more of her but the right words fell apart in favor of the little pleas that escaped instead. The sweat shared between them and the slick heat of their arousal was leaving a glistening sheen on their thighs to which he could only wondered how they would look once it all came undone. He swallowed his words and a few words that might have sounded a bit raunchier if he formed them any more coherently and without the lovely distraction that had been the beautiful shape of her body when she rode him, soft curves and muscle flexing to please his eyes and him by far. Her thin, soft fingers wove with his and he squeezed her gently compared to the way she'd been squeezing him--almost as if she'd been trying to make him come even harder than before.]
You! I want you to... A-Are you?