Page 141 of A Soul to Touch

She had no recollection of being carried inside. Maybe she’d even walked the distance half-asleep. Regardless, she hadn’t managed to do what she wanted to.

Continuing to sift her fingers through his long fur, her cheeks ballooned when she gave a puffed pout.I wanted to appreciate him for all his hard work.

Or rather, she wanted to appreciate him for the magnificent show he’d put on throughout the night. Although she’d occasionally helped, it’d turned into more of a spectacle for her.

With the moon barely illuminating his movements, he’d been so fast in the shadows of the trees that if she stopped watching him even for a moment, she’d lost him. Perhaps it was because there had been no strong Demons, but the ruthlessness he showcased in destroying anything that came into the clearing was awe inspiring.

Sure, he’d gained a few wounds. She even brushed her fingertips near one that marred his chest, but it hadn’t slowed him down at all.

Should I wake him?She brushed her hand lower and eventually found the dip where his seam was. A small smile filled her features when it twitched under her light touch.

Hedidsay I could wake him up with his cock.She licked the seam of her lips.

When his seam dipped and clenched as she stoked upwards over it, Mayumi made her decision. She carefully wriggled herself down until the side of her forehead was resting over the bottom sunken rib bone of his chest. His palm stayed stuck to her arse as though, even in sleep, he didn’t wish to relinquish it.

She stroked his seam up and down with a feather-light touch, teasing it. After dancing her fingers over it a few times, a slight bulge began to push up from underneath his flesh.

It didn’t open, but the tip of a tentacle came out to curl around one of her fingertips as if to say hello before slipping away again.

This was going to be a lot harder than with a human man. Their dicks were always hanging out, making it easy to wake them by it with either a handjob or a blowjob.

“Faunus,” she lightly called, noticing his cock wasn’t pushing through.

“Mmm?” was the only answer she got.

When more coaxing didn’t work, she started gently fingering her way in. The tension holding him back wouldn’t permit her, and she huffed out a breath.

Fine then.She shuffled her way over him until she had kneed her way between his thick thighs.

“Mayumi?” he asked, in the groggiest, sleepiest, gravelliest voice she’d ever heard in her life as she pressed her lips to the middle of his seam.

She gave a tiny, appreciative moan in contentment at the sound of his voice before she pressed purposefully loud kisses to him.

“You have to open up if you want me to touch you,” she stated between kisses, looking up to see Faunus hadn’t moved an inch, nor had he seemed to open his sight.

She knew he was awake when he reached down and patted the back of her head, scraping his claws through her hair and over her scalp. Just for the little shiver he gave her, she licked up and felt his seam twitch like crazy under her tongue. The bulge grew exponentially bigger.

“Say please,” he groaned, his hips lifting slightly before settling. He was trying to keep it from her on purpose, the bastard!

The smile that curled her lips was devious. Mayumi had been gentle so far, trying to coax him out nicely.

She drew the tips of her nails up both his inner thighs, starting from his knees and making his legs clench and shudder as she swirled her tongue in patterns.

There would be no please from her, not when she could feel him parting despite obviously trying to hold back. Mayumi shoved her hand in, slowly but with force this time. She breeched his seam and knew by the texture that greeted her that his tentacles had swirled around his cock, impeding its release – or they had been until she shoved her hand in.

His cock pushed forward to the length of them as his back bowed.

“Why did that feel good?” he groaned, just as his skull pointed downwards, and she watched his orbs light up.

Purple greeted her. Bright purple, in fact.

“You tell me,” she murmured with her lips against a tentacle, trying to get them to unwind so she could get to the yummy centre of him. “Now, are you going to give me what I want, or am I going to start having to peel tentacles off you with my teeth?”

“I’d like to see that,” he half-heartedly chuckled.

She carefully bit into the tip of a tentacle and pulled. There was a lot of resistance, but when she finally made it let go, she noticed his spikey cock was throbbing heavily. Even the veins on him were visibly pulsing.

“You’re making this hard on purpose.”

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