Chapter 268: Impression
[Day 120]
With the end-of-cycle celebration underway, Vahn should have been the guest of honor. Instead, he found himself in a warm, dimly lit room, gently tapping his dick against the abdomen of a panting Orihime, holding up her own legs by the pits of her knees. Her voluptuous, completely naked body was coated in a glossy layer of sweat, causing it to glisten temptingly in the room's low lighting as she eyed his dick with wide, fervid eyes and her lips drawn in expectantly.
"Alright, here goes..." hummed Vahn, causing Orihime's labored breathing to intensify as he lined up his glans with her hot, pulsating, and earnestly leaking entrance—plugging it without hesitation.
"At long last..." sighed Orihime, her voice husky, tinged with passion and relief as she exhaled long and loudly from her throat. The interior of her pussy trembled, tensed, and throbbed with the beating of her heart, but the tensions in the rest of her body melted away, the result of more than two and a half years of expectation, repressed desires, and guilt releasing as a protracted sigh.
"You're not thinking you can finally begin repaying me, are you...?" asked Vahn, replacing Orihime's hands with his own, holding her legs in position as he began to slowly but purposely undulate his hips.
"I would be lying if I said I wasn't..." responded Orihime, turning her face to the side but continuing to stare at Vahn through narrowed, glossy eyes as she contended, "But I also really wanted this...not just because of the stories, but because you're kind, incredible, and more handsome than any idol..."
"And you're as adorable as you are sexy..." hummed Vahn, his expression smoldering as he leaned over Orihime, slowly and deliberately tracing his tongue across his upper teeth before burying his face into her neck and licking her carotid with his long tongue. He had intended to kiss her, but since she didn't turn her face to reciprocate, he naturally transitioned to licking and planting kisses on her neck while rolling and twisting his hips with the finesse of a male belly dancer.
"Oh, Vahn...it's even better than I imagined..." moaned Orihime, catching Vahn a little off-guard as he understood she wasn't specifically calling out to him but crying out—effectively replacing the phrase 'Oh, God...' with his name. With that, he became even more determined to ensure that Orihime never regretted her decision to advance from a Third-Class Maid to a First and, most importantly, stand at his side...
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