His hands continued to caress her; making sure that her skin could feel the touch even if she was wearing clothes. Perla gave another loud moan as she leaned her head against his chest and continued to straddle, while her hands were slowly lowering down his chest and stomach.
Beast can feel his rod stirring up as he growled lowly, tucking his head into her hair, sniffing as his paws caressed her, "You feel and smell so good, Perla...", feeling her grind against his thigh, as his claws curved carefully around her back and ass.
Perla shivered in delight as she moaned loudly, feeling so powerful, and sure, she's small compared to him in a perspective of things, but that doesn't feel degrading at all, rather safe and right, whispering, "Please squeeze me there...".
Beast blushed but agreed as his paw slowly squeezed her ass and caused to give out quite a louder moan. Perla was certainly trying to keep herself from just saying to hell with things and practically rushing forward with full on love making with the Beast; but she promised herself and she was going to keep it.
Perla caressed his lower chest as she moaned loudly from the squeezing of her ass and grinding a bit faster, panting lightly, and Beast shivered in desire and awe, huskily growling, watching her while his rod became tighter, his primal instincts screaming at him as he can smell her intoxicating allure, but he fought them back as he was on addiction of taking what he can have of Perla on his promise, even if he wished to see her in her natural state so badly.
Beast only focused on caressing his other paw up and down her back and hair, and Perla pleaded, "Beast, please take me closer, I want you to taste me on my neck...", and Beast widened his eyes before nodding, slowly curling into her as he brushed her hair back with his paw, and bit his teeth...His teeth were so awkward to nibble on her, and kissing her...that's not in the taste order per sec, so it leaves his tongue...
He slowly licked his neck, and Perla moaned, crying out, "Oh, gods, yes!", exposing her neck further to him, "Don't stop!", as she sped up her grinding, crying out in pleasure as she can feel the edge torturously coming slow, feeling so wet.
He wasn't holding up too well either in terms of holding back. He knew that he was going to have to stop before reaching the edge because if the dam broke on him... well, it would be quite the mess to clean up with his trousers; to the point that he might as well dispose of them.
Then again, he needed the release...And the memory of the bathroom came to him as it was literally across the room. Yet he knew Perla wanted to touch him...He growled deeply as he wanted to help Perla first as it sounded like she was getting so close, licking her neck sensually slow as much as possible as he kept squeezing her ass over the back of her skirt, feeling her heat and smelling the edge of her allure becoming something else as she loudly moaned and cried out in pleasure, grinding faster and faster.
A few minutes later, Perla shouted in pleasure as she came, "Beast!", and he growled so deeply, "You...You are so intoxicating...", as she panted heavily, collapsing into Beast's chest, resting her head on his shirt, whispering, "Thank you...", before noticing the very large tent in his trousers, obviously strained and hard.
Perla blushed in delight and smugness as she brought Beast up to full mast, and she panted, looking up at Beast, "It hurts, does it?", and Beast nodded roughly, "Yes...".
Perla thought of any solution...She wants so badly to see it, but the compromise is feeling things, and then an idea came to her, "You're probably so tight in those trousers, I couldn't probably get my hand or both of my hands into the trousers if you're wearing boxers or not...Do you want me to wear a blindfold, and I pump you without the trousers? Like in the bathroom if you don't want to make a mess here? I know the servants can change the sheets obviously, but still...".
Beast didn't know what to say there for a moment before he shook his head. "N-No...", he stammered a bit. "No, you... you don't need to go that far... not like this... it feels... it would feel wrong... it would feel like I'm taking advantage of you again doing it like that.", he admitted.
Perla was taken aback by the incredible, sweet confession, amazed that he's determined not to scare her for good. She smiled brightly, stroking his cheek, "Okay, I'll not go that far, but you're so tight...We agreed that I'd touch you above the trousers, hmm? If you're still alright for that...".
Beast bit his lip as he is very much hard and tight in the trousers that it hurts, and for her to still help him, not leaving him to do his own thing again...He whispered, "Okay...I'd have to warn you, I might be loud...".
She nodded, "I can hazard a guess.". She smiled as her hands soon placed themselves on his throbbing erection as he gave a loud moan himself this time around.
Perla smirked softly, shivering in delight that she figured that she must be the first and only woman to make him react like this as it has been almost 9 years, close to a decade for him, and she can't make out his age well as it's hard to tell with him as a beast, but it definitely sounds like he's barely out of his late teens, maybe a bit more, through his voice is rough and deep.
Beast growled huskily, "Perla...Please...", as she slowly grazed and stroked his erection with her nails and fingers through the trousers, feeling the incredible warmth, wondering if it's hot with so much tension underneath...She will wait someday to feel it for real, but right now, seeing him change expression so much as he practically writhed under her power, moaning loudly, growling huskily, snarling deeply.
"Let me just take care of this like I did with your wounds before... I did well with them, so I can do well with this.", Perla chuckled as he moaned again.
Beast pleaded, "Oh, gods...Perla, don't stop...So good...", as his erection throbbed so hard, straining against his trousers, feeling the edge coming slowly, moaning and growling loudly, and Perla grinned, "You want more of this, Beast?".
Beast gave a pleading whimper, "Please!", and Perla went to tighten her hold on his erection, starting to pump back and forth, and he cried out in pleasure, "Perla! Oh!", as he resisted so hard to pin Perla and dry hump into her, and at the dirty thought, he felt his erection become even more harder, the edge getting closer, and he cried out continuously in pleasure, "I'm so damn close! Please, faster!".
Perla nodded as she did just that, moving her hands as fast as she could against his trousers; causing him to moan and groan louder with each passing second as he felt himself close to release. It was only a few more rubs before finally, she could tell that he couldn't hold back.
Beast gave out a bellowing roar of pleasure as he came, "Perla!", as he arched his head back, feeling the mess in his trousers, and Perla both smiled and blushed proudly as she saw the evident sign of a large stain in his trousers as she rested back, letting go, watching him collapse back on the pillows, panting heavily.
"How did I do?", Perla asked warmly as she knew that it would be heard even down on the ground floor. Somehow, she knew with the compasses, even weak yet strong to stay magical, they wouldn't even deter the loud roars of passion someday in the future since there had been roars of anger over the years which the servants had been used to, and yet she didn't care as she enjoyed hearing him like this.
He panted as he tried to recover. Obviously, the trousers were more than likely ruined or would need so many washes before they'd be anything close to presentable again. He gave a small sigh as he had a pleased look on his face. "Wonderful...", he muttered as Perla leaned in to gently caress his chest again.
Perla smiled softly, "I'm glad to hear that...I never did that before...", and Beast opened an eye in surprise, looking at her, "Really? Not even with the father of your son...Carlo, right?". He used the magical mirror that the Enchantress gave him besides the Rose, on the day before he went hunting, wanting to know why the family's important to Perla. He never asked for the story, but he asked for who's in relation to Perla and such.
Shaking her head softly, "No...it was a drunken, passionate night, and I knew him personally, but he died peacefully sometime later...His name was Romeo.", Perla explained with a light smile, "Carlo, along with the family, is the light of my life, and I couldn't ever regret having Carlo...He's my miracle baby boy..."
Beast could tell that she was hiding something. Just the way she felt, like he could tell her heartbeat and such that she wasn't being honest with him. What for? He didn't know. Perhaps it might have been shame or regret in terms of how she came to lose her virginity and the father of her son and sure, a few days ago, he would've got angry and roared at her, demanding that she come clean. But right now, after what had just happened: he... didn't press anything. The thought did pop into his head: Was the Enchantress's words finally starting to get to him?
Beast spoke quietly, "That must have been hard.", and Perla glanced at him, "The way society looked at me back in Italy in my old village, or the pregnancy and birth itself?".
"I can imagine quite a bit...", Beast said as she nodded. "It was quite the scandal... that's why my family moved to France in the first place... leaving our sleepy Italian village was tough, but after the loss of my father, there just wasn't much reason for staying.", she explained.
Beast growled softly, "How dare they judge you and your family like that, especially when you gave a lot to have Carlo and have survived with support of your family...".
Perla smiled, "Thank you, Beast, but it's all in the past now. And I have to admit that I wasn't prepared at first to be a mother, but upon seeing his little face for the first time, it was so wonderful, worthy than any judgment, and yes, it was hard, yet having Juliet and Leila helped so much.".
Beast had questions about them as well, but, again, another time. "The journey here was one that we certainly never expected. Going from Italy to the south of France, where we met Jules and all that happened with him and Leila...", Perla continued on.
Beast nodded lightly, "That's right. You said that there was another woman who wanted Jules just for status and power, correct?", remembering the bits of conversation Perla did to distract him mostly from the pain of being stitched up.
"Terrible woman by the name of Tremaine... Jules was a nobleman you see... and she had her eye on him since he was looking for love again after the loss of his first wife, Ella's mother. But he and Leila met first and were getting along so well before Tremaine entered the scene.", Perla told him.
Beast blinked, "I take it that she didn't want Leila in the picture then.", and Perla huffed, "That's the understatement of the year. Tremaine had made a deal with Leila, and Leila, she was honest and honoring the deal through and through, and then as the deadline of the deal was nearing, Tremaine became desperate.".
Beast nodded, "She poisoned Leila then.", and Perla shook her head, "Not exactly. She was going for the most vulnerable place of his heart, his daughter.", with a shiver of dread when she remembered that night, a wonderful and fun night that turned into a horrific nightmare the moment Leila collapsed to the floor in excruciating pain.
"She planned on killing Ella with poison and then having Leila framed for it; she used Ray, who was her slave, as the one to get the poison and threatened to sell Naveen if he didn't comply. But... Ray eventually decided that he had to stop it and rushed to the ball we all were at. He reached Leila just in time to tell her of the plot and managed to stop Tremaine from giving a poisoned drink to little Ella... but it did require Leila to drink and take the poison herself to have Tremaine's crimes exposed.", Perla said.
Beast widened his eyes, "Shit...That must have been terrifying to see...", and Perla leaned closer to his chest, sighing softly, "It was...It took me and two doctors to find the antidotes to the poison itself...Jules, he was praying so much, almost never leaving her side, and when it was looking dangerously close to the end for Leila, they had a private moment, and Jules asked for her to marry him, and the King of the kingdom Jules lived in, he officiated the intimate, small ceremony with I and the other doctors and the Grand Duke as witnesses. And the love between them was so powerful that they must have moved the forces of good to help the second of the doctors to find the last of the antidotes to heal Leila just in time.".
Beast nodded as Perla chuckled, "Yeah... sounds a bit silly, but... that's what I believe. And after that, Jules pretty much renounced his titles, wanting a quieter life with less attention which led us to coming up north... and to here.".
Beast gave a nod, "That takes a lot of guts for him to do that...", and Perla replied, "It was rather easy for him.", with a smile, "After all, he wanted to give the sense of peace in a way to protect his new love and daughter.".
"That's fair.", Beast rumbled softly as he adjusted his body, and winced as he felt the mess in his trousers, and smiled sheepishly, "We both have a situation to clean up...".
"Agreed... I suppose though that you'll have to take care of the most of it since that's pretty much all on you.", Perla said as Beast nodded, "Well, if you'd be willing to clean the trousers at least... considering you did your fair share there.".
Perla blushed red, smiling, and looked at him, "I'm in a mess too...What do you think about going into the tub while I wash the trousers in the sink?".
"If you think that'll work...", Beast said as he slowly got up. "Might have to take them off while in the tub though...", he explained as she nodded.
"Yes... I suppose it would be a good idea to do it that way as to preserve your modesty... not rushing with things as we say?", Perla gave a small smile.
Beast blushed softly, nodding, "Yes...", determined to keep his promise, glad that the tub has curtains, though they were light-colored in a way...He knew his shadow would be seen, and of course, all tubs and showers were enchanted somehow to keep the water warm easily, and of course, to take the Beast's weight and girth for years, and he never had a problem since.
Good thing there is a screen next to the tub, with a mat while changing in and out of the clothes, and that never falls, luckily, through the screens are dark somewhat, but transparent in a way.
He knew that royalty never did this at all as it seemed improper, and servants were used to take care of soiled clothes, but he's not a royal anymore, and Perla, she...she's a unique woman...to face such things of adversity yet came out even stronger from them. Nothing like this seemed to bother her much. Will he do the same when...when she takes her turn to clean up?
It's not fair to send her out, walking with a mess in her unmentionables to her room which is like two floors down, and to mention as well, uncomfortable.
"Everything alright?", Perla asked as Beast blushed when he finally got into the tub as he nodded. "Uh- yeah... just getting comfortable.", he explained to her.
Perla smiled lightly as she watched the shadow move around in the tub as she took off her stockings and started to pull her petticoat shorts and underwear down slightly, exhaling in relief as she didn't feel the sticky feeling anymore, and then heard Beast's rumbling voice, "P-Perla, here...".
She looked over to see Beast's paw holding out his trousers, and she walked over to grab them, surprised at the weight of the mess within the trousers, but managed to take them, "Thanks...", taking them off his paw, and then heard the water running in the tub.
Perla walked over to the sink, and glanced over to see Beast washing his fur through the shadow of the curtains, and opened the trousers, and exhaled to see the glorious mess, and with another peek at the curtains, she dabbed a finger in the mess, and took it into her mouth, widening her eyes in delight and surprise as she rather liked it, being salty, sweet, and spicy at the same time.