The World Is Mine For The Taking

"Ah. I had cream there?!" she asked, her eyes widening as I cleaned her up, a hint of surprise in her voice.

"Yeah. You looked so adorable with it that I almost left it there. But I can\'t let anyone else see you looking that cute, so I had to take care of it," I said, pulling my hand away from her face, feeling the warmth of her skin linger on my fingers.

"If that\'s the case, you should\'ve licked it off my face, nice and slow," she teased, her grin playful and just a little wicked.

"That\'s something I\'ll save for later," I replied, matching her grin with one of my own.

She blushed, her cheeks deepening in color. "O-Okay..."

That\'s right. After our date, it would be our second time together, and just as much as I was looking forward to it, so was Titania.

***

After our date, we checked into a room at an inn.

"I-I\'m going to take a shower first," Titania said, her voice slightly flustered as she headed toward the bathroom. While I was waiting, I received a message. I checked it and saw it was from Zeruel\'s little sister. She\'d sent me a picture of herself and Zeruel, both enjoying themselves. They were... in Pleasure City as well, it turned out.

Meeting here in Pleasure City seemed as rare as spotting a fly in the dark. But it looked like they were having a great time in Lala Land. Even Zeruel had a rare smile on her face, clearly enjoying herself.

"Well, now that their situation with their mother seems like its getting better, I guess their shoulders had finally been lifted. Good for the two of them, I guess."

Ever since their mother had collapsed due to an incurable disease, leaving her trapped in a perpetual slumber unless connected to what resembled a life support system, the situation had been grim. But now that there was a glimmer of hope for her to recover and finally wake up, they were enjoying themselves as sisters. As family.

It warmed my heart a bit to see them like this.

After a while, Titania finally emerged from the bathroom.

"Y-Your turn..." she said, her voice soft and shy, her gaze avoiding mine. She wore a bathrobe, the fabric loosely draped over her, hinting at the nakedness underneath.

"Sure," I replied, standing up and making my way to the bathroom. The warm water cascaded over me as I quickly washed up, the heat easing any lingering tension. When I finally stepped out, a light mist followed me into the room.

Titania sat on the edge of the bed, her fingers gently combing through her hair. Her cheeks were flushed, a soft pink that stood out against her skin, and her lips were pursed in a way that showed her nervousness.

I settled beside her. The fresh, clean scent of soap mixed with a subtle, enticing perfume enveloped her, creating a soothing and alluring aroma.

"Are you scared?" I asked gently. This was our second time, but I knew that didn\'t mean she wouldn\'t feel nervous.

"N-no..." she stammered, her voice soft. "Just a bit embarrassed, I guess. I mean, I don\'t even remember how we started last time, so I\'m kind of..."

She was unsure how to act, uncertain about where to begin, and the atmosphere wasn\'t quite right yet, leaving her feeling awkward and a bit tense.

"You don\'t have to worry," I murmured, my hand gently sliding to the back of her neck, fingers brushing against her soft skin. "Let\'s just start with this."

I leaned in, pulling her closer, and captured her lips in a deep, slow kiss. Her eyes widened in surprise, but soon she melted into the kiss, her body relaxing as she gave in. Her lips parted, and I took the opportunity to slip my tongue into her mouth, tracing the curve of her teeth and the softness of her gums before swirling her tongue with mine in a sensual dance.

While my mouth worked on hers, my hands wandered to her chest. I grabbed her breasts gently over the bathrobe, feeling their softness through the fabric. I began to slowly untie the large string that cinched the bathrobe closed, but before I could get very far, she stopped me.

"W-Wait, Leon..." she said, her voice trembling slightly.

She pulled away from me and stood up, facing me directly. With a determined motion, she pulled apart the bathrobe herself. As the robe came loose, it draped open, and she gradually slid it down her shoulders, letting it cascade over her arms and down to the floor. As I had suspected, she wasn\'t wearing anything underneath.

I took a moment to admire her figure. Her skin was flawless and unblemished, with no excess fat and a lean, fit frame. She had firm muscles, but they were subtle—no large bulges, just a perfectly toned and sexy physique.

My gaze traveled over her body, pausing on her full, firm breasts, their nipples hard and prominent. I followed the curve of her smooth stomach and hips, finally reaching the area between her legs. My little man was already standing at attention, eager to join her.

She crossed her arms over her stomach, as if to shield herself, and then glanced at me with a blush on her face that was impossibly cute.

"H-How is it?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly, her eyes darting up to meet mine.

"Beautiful," I responded, unable to find a word that could truly capture how stunning she looked. It was the only word that felt even close to the truth.

While I took in her exposed form, her gaze dropped down to my dick, which was visibly straining against the fabric of my bathrobe. The bulge was unmistakable, the outline pressing against the material in a clear, aroused display.

"W-Want me to suck it?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I do," I replied, my tone firm.

After a brief pause to steady herself, she knelt down and gathered her hair into a ponytail. With deliberate movements, she opened my bathrobe and pulled the fabric aside, revealing my cock to her gaze.