Kyn had just started his attack; she moaned as his long staff penetrated deep within her. She noticed his look on his face filled with concern that he had already broken his promise not to let harm come to her, an innocent misunderstanding from such a passionate man.
He had stopped moving from the worry and was currently lying on top of her, waiting for her to calm down. Whispering softly into his ear, she said, "You don't have to worry about me. After all, my strengths are healing and fertility; nothing much would happen ."
Having renewed understanding that, as of the current moment, he was sleeping on the job, with new resolve, he grabbed her legs, opened her up and methodically went on to pound her without letting up.
His movements, in and out rhythmically, were never let out, forcing Flora to whimper and moan from time to time, her cries this time around causing even larger tremors to fall on the establishment. Flora's anticipation had long since gone numb, and as of now her legs, strapped round him without release, were now quivering with want to release.
"Ahhhh!" she let out a cry; her inner walls had reached their limits, and she couldn't take any more. She felt her thoughts go blank with pleasure. But still, Kyn did not let up, having been teased by her the most; it was time for him to have his way with the said goddess.
"Anything... more... than this... and I'll... go insane..." She attempted to speak, but to her surprise Kyn attacked relentlessly, prompting her to pause every second.
He smiled at her pleading as if it wasn't her that jinxed herself, flipping her into a new posture this time onto her side so she could feel his girth. He wanted to do everything with her since he got the chance.
As she rolled onto her side, her walls tightened, and with that came his stiff strokes, edging deeper and deeper, making her walls ever wetter than before.
"Aaaha... I'm ... coming," she said in fits of breath, and even when she was done climaxing again, Kyn rolled her onto all fours. And with that he hammered her from behind, reaching even further within her, causing the air to ring with claps of pleasure. The brunette, seeing this, couldn't take it any longer and stood from her couch. Slowly with an air of mischief joined the two by the bed
"Ah... ahh... I can't do it anymore..." the blonde collapsed onto the bed, panting, but Kyn didn't stop because he was also at the end of his endurance. He seized her two round buns and stepped up his attack.
"I'm about to burst." Kyn yelled as a warm current passed through his body and into his crotch region.
"W-what? ... aaaah!" Flora asked without taking a breath, but suddenly a hot stream surged through her lair. Her muscles clenched as her mind went blank. She reached her peak at the same time he distributed his seeds.
The tunnel tightened, sucking all of his staff's juices. He gave her a few more pushes before pulling away. His body slumped next to her, exhausted from his hard labour. His dragon was gleaming with Flora's white Qi remnants.
The Burnette, now looking at Kyn's lazy dragon, couldn't help but pout.
"What about me?" she asked, and even before he could answer, she straddled him shamelessly. A unique position she'd only just remembered reading a long time ago for lovers from the Kamasutra, 69, 'the yin-yang' position. Taking his shaft into her mouth, she started her revival-technique.*
Kyn, who was perplexed by the valiant attack, didn't mind the view; before him stood two mounts and a meadow ripe for ripping. His link buzzed: update 78% complete. And with that, his shaft started its ascent.
This time around, 'the Clone who played him' was about to get stuffed. Taking his time with her slit, Kyn chose to explore her cave to its fullest. 1 minute in, the brunette squirms; it turns out he had found her clit, and it was begging to be sucked. The brunette's thighs started to tighten around him, and the more they did, the faster he rubbed.
5 minutes in, she cried out in ecstasy and rolled over to her doubles side.
"I hope you've prepared yourself," the weak Flora readied her double. Just before she could interject, Kyn's voice came from behind, grabbing her by her waist before she could resist and turning her to him.
"We've been together on this journey, and you never did tell me your name, yet you claim me as yours."
"Says the man who didn't even bother to introduce himself," she blushed, trying to hide the fact she'd been mysterious from the start.
"You read minds; you already knew it as soon as we met, just who and what I was. So who are you?"
"Call me Jasmine," She said.
Pushing her dress up her stomach, exposing her slit to his member, Kyn dominated her.
"Should I stop Jasmine...?" Kyn enquired as he played, bringing his staff around her cherry, stocking it softly. From the look on her face, he gathered that she was interested in him but hesitant to take the next step.
Kyn gave her another grin and went on to tease her; her cave, now fully moist from her recent orgasm, oozed, and his teasing only drove her towards wanting more. When she had recovered enough to speak, he kissed her passionately and asked, "Tell me... Do you want me?"
The words "I want you..." crept up Jasmine's lips; her decision was said in an ethereal, soft voice. His advances had eventually broken her willpower.
After rewarding her with another kiss, he targeted her with his staff, easing her opening a little, and then pushed it inside her. Even though she was already fairly relaxed from his earlier foreplay, the pain on deflowering was still there. It was also significantly larger than she had anticipated.
"Is it all in...?" she asked.
Kyn tried to distract her with kisses, as she asked weakly, only to be met with a smirking Kyn. "That's just my tip..." he answered her calmly, which made her even more anxious.
"What? ... It definitely won't fit! ..." Jasmine exclaimed, but she saw through his smile that he was kidding, so she struck him across the forehead with her palm. And with that, the deed was done.
"It does it hurt ?" Kyn asked with a chuckle, stroking her face.
After some time, Jasmine understood what he was up to. He hoped that if he could keep her mind off her pain, it would possibly lessen her pain. The two shared the same memories, and that would mean she'd be facing the same hurdle but now in a different body. He actually made her forget about it, tearing up.
"I'm glad... I love you," she said. After admitting, Jasmine grinned through her tears of joy and kissed him.
"I love you too," and he began to move his hips slowly.