Summary: Elizabeth is in his room.
Boldly Accept
Minato sat comfortable on his bed. Next to him his velvet room attendant sat contently close her hand covering his. He accepted her request after a few seconds of hesitance –out of surprise not reluctance. He was shocked to hear the wish but made sure it didn't show on his face. Surely he is just misunderstanding her? Why would the elevator girl ask for this? "Thank you." A rosy tint appeared on her pale cheeks but she didn't avert her eyes away from his. She was fully serious after all.
"Well now, let us start!" All signs of shyness just vanished replaced with eagerness. Her smile gave away rather mischievous intentions. "We should conjoin our lips and make our tongues dance with passion." Taking the dive Elizabeth leaned forward pressing her lips to his. It was a light sweet kiss only lasting a few seconds.
When she pulled away there was slight confusion. It felt good and it made her smile but it didn't make her heart skip a beat either. "I don't think my tongue felt passion but my heart certainly did." In response he leaned up to initiate another. The woman in blue allowed it thrilled the second she felt his tongue caresses her lips. Her lips parted automatically his tongue touching hers. It still wasn't what she would consider a 'dance.' Perhaps it was a little better though –if dancing outside of Escapade was any indication this was way better.
Amber eyes closed fully enjoy the feel and movement of his lips matching hers. A few minutes of kissing sloppily was enough to finally get a passable rhythm. By the end of their little session her tongue confidently slipped inside coiling around with his and getting a small pleasant grunt from him. Once the lady got what she wanted from him Elizabeth pulled away to remove her boots before crawling on the bed.
Suddenly the wild card found himself shoved roughly on his back. "I must say, you look good like that, submissively below me. I think it might be awakening something in me, I'm suddenly even more excited than at the start of this little adventure." Wasting no time she loomed over him and pinned him down so he couldn't get away –not that he was trying. This must be what a small animal feels like when cornered by a predator.
Minato swallowed hard his mouth gone dry. It wasn't nerves; just his own way of showing his anticipation. She comfortably sat on his lower half enjoying herself to the fullest. "Please keep what happens in this room a secret from my master. He doesn't need to know." She wore a roguish smile as her hips gave a playful thrust against his.
Hands that started on his shoulders drifted down his torso over his clothes. The short haired woman let out a hum of approval showing interest in his physique. Gloved hands traveled down his torso to slide under his shirt to hoist it up. The wild card raised his hands and the shirt was removed and tossed aside. She pressed her finger tips into his body as if trying to figure out how much muscle he has.
Her fingers glossed over his nipples making him wiggle a bit. She was careful with her strength but it still caused a bit of discomfort when she flicked and pinched the nubs. Still Minato was still content to let the attendant do as she wishes.
The silver haired woman let out a curious hum. "You don't seem to really enjoy that. None of your social links tried to touch-" Elizabeth paused and quickly shut her mouth her brows furring. No, she didn't want to bring any of them up. Though she couldn't help but notice his different behavior between his interaction with them and herself. The elevator girl placed her hand back on him practicing her sensual touch.
It didn't take long for his body to start to react the way she wanted it too. An uncomfortable tent began to form in his pants. Elizabeth felt it grow and emerge against her warm core as if it was trying to seek shelter. With a smirk she rutted her pelvis over his tent pants. Minato grunted automatically jerking his pelvis to get more contact. The biggest reaction she had gotten from her so far. It was pleasing. No other social link got that reaction from him.
She leered over him. "I see your pupils have dilated and that your cheeks are flushed. That's a good sign." It conveyed the most impulsive desire to proceed further. She herself also looked forward to the main event not the buildup. Her tone was light and her playful hands flew to his pants. Automatically he lifted his hips urging her to pull them down. Nimble gloved fingers popped the button and pulled the zipper down effortlessly. She shimmed both his pants and underwear off with a tug.
The wild card rested bare for her amber eyes and she inspected him once again like prey. Her piecing golden gaze stared directly into his soul. "It's embarrassing when you stare." However his nonchalant voice didn't waver or show signs of bashfulness.
"My apologies." Still she didn't stop and he felt like he was going to be devoured –and was starting to look forward to it. Her hand wrapped around his half harden member. Her touch was tender but he wasn't fond of the feel of her gloves against his sensitive flesh. The velvet room attendant picked up on his discomfort and paused. "Do you wish for me to take my gloves off?"
"Yes."
Elizabeth smiled affectionately at his request. Since he had been disappointingly quiet though this coupling so far. Something within her wanted to make him happy as well. Catching the tip of her glove between her teeth the blue glove was removed. Then the other one was removed with the same enthralling motions. The girl's hand wrapped around his twitching erection with fascination. She was greeted with a nice loud exhale. She touched a significant part of reproduction; she tugged it a few times before allowing her fingers to trail over the ridge of the head. This was generally not something she ever took interest in until meeting her guest.
The woman in blue started slow with a loose grip making sure she didn't accidentally use too much power. On request she gripped harder building confidence in her skills. His verbal noises not only encouraged her but sent another unknown feeling straight to her lower stomach. From her gut straight down to her pelvis liquid heat began pooling between her legs. Yes, this is what she wanted to experience. That fact she could even feel sexual arousal and the instinctual need to mate.
The silver haired woman immediately noticed how her tights where uncomfortable against her skin now. Perhaps she could distract herself with making him even further disheveled then she was. That sounded fun. The light brush of his erection over her still covered entrance sent a jolt of Zio through her body. Such light contact made her sucked in air with a little gasp. Then a thought hit her. Once it was fully inside her body would she feel as if she had been zapped with Ziodyne?
What would the connection feel like without the tights? She leaned forward bringing her breast to his face as she hooked her fingers around the band of her leggings. The black cloth was slowly peeled down to her knees. Elizabeth was able to maneuver herself in a way that she was able to take them off without flashing her core to him, much to Minato's dismay. He concluded she must've done it on purpose.
The Velvet Room resident sat upon his erection, flesh on flesh, his member surrounded by her heated folds. She rocked on top of him simply enjoying the skin contact. Reaching down Elizabeth lined it up to her womanhood and with excitement she took the plunge into carnal desires. There was no going back now, not that she had any regrets. The sudden feeling of being filled overstimulated her mind. She felt the relief of being so intimately touched before anything else. The second feeling she felt was the pressure of her body making way for the length to fit. Interesting was all she could think as Elizabeth immediately wanted more.
The wild card wanted to call her a tease as his erection disappeared under her uniform. Though perhaps with his vision blocked it heightened the sensations? It was different from the other girls and he didn't think the position they were in had anything to do with it. Up and down up and down a primitive cycle of hips, that came more natural then kissing. Each time his tip pressed into her it pressed against an overstimulated part the attendant didn't even realize she had.
"What can I do to get more of this feeling?" She spoke more to herself holding his pulsing length deep within. She didn't bother holding back all of her moans or mewls that escape her lips. Her movements continue with each bounce of her hips she felt her body get hotter.
Minato responded non verbally with many upwards thrusts. His hands glued to her hips for more support while thrusting. Her opening was tight, hot and wet, and it felt right. "Elizabeth!" Waves of euphoria washed over his form as her entrance pulsed around his member. Each thrust was accompanied by his searing hot release. On the little last squirt he bucked up and pulled her down keeping himself sheathed in her womanhood.
"Correct! It is I, Elizabeth!" Her back arched and her muscles clenched around his member. She held on tightly for support. "Everything inside me is exploding right now, like megidolaon." Wet warmth bloomed between her thighs spreading everywhere. Just when she thought the pleasure was at its peak there was still a little more.
"Scary thought." He spoke though the image was fitting. The pleasure would reach an explosive height and smaller aftershocks hit rapidly soon after like an ambush.
The silver haired woman found herself carefully falling forward. Hunched over she rested her forehead against his shoulder panting for air against his skin. There was a light layer of sweat covering her body it made her uniform emphasize her curves a bit more. Satisfaction was written on her flushed face molten gold eyes held him in a loving gaze. "I have confirmed your Mara is at level 77. I've never been this satisfied before." No amount of winning a back to back fight against her siblings could exhaust her out or make her feel nearly as accomplished or happy as this. The time it took to recover her breath felt like proof of her fatigue. "Is this being "hit on?"
He couldn't help but crack a smile. "That normally come before a couple gets this far."
She -they- wanting nothing more than to remain in this very spot even after the post orgasmic feelings passed. Elizabeth couldn't help but show disappointment when dismounting from his softening member. A large part of her wanted another round but the responsible side of her knew she had to leave and not come back for his sake. It left the feeling of chill within her chest. Did an insignificant creature Bufu her when she wasn't aware? His arms wrapped around her form, thoughtfully stroking her back making all the cold promptly disappear. She pressed their foreheads together longingly before finally pulling away and slipping out of bed to dress.
"I feel like a completely different person than the Elizabeth who first stepped into your world. It must be a feeling of sexual maturity thanks to our intimate congress." Actually it was probably just a feeling of releasing some pent up stress.
"Thank you very much for acting as a guide on my journey of discovery. I'm very grateful." There was a hint of longing in her voice.
"I really didn't do much." In fact she did everything. A small portion of him wondered if he should've been embarrassed letting her do everything. A few thrusts upwards didn't seem like he was pulling his own weight. Though clearly she wanted to be the one in control. Honestly it seemed like she already knew what to do based on how good it felt. The guest wanted to question where Elizabeth's knowledge came from. However in the end it didn't mattered in the long run.
"Now then, though the sorrow may be sweet… Let us part. I must return to my duties so I can support you in the future." He couldn't comment on her slightly dramatic yet charming goodbye. He still needed her after all. A small warm smile graced his lips as he focused on her profile against the sunset. She felt one of his hands entwine with hers.
He headed back to the Velvet Room with Elizabeth.
