A soul to touch duskwalk.., p.13
A Soul to Touch: Duskwalker Brides: Book Three, page 13
That hand descended her body so she could run the tips of her fingers through her folds, finding them slick and swollen with need. She brought her fingers up to look at them hovering above her face, examining the liquid she’d collected.
He has an impeccable sense of smell. She rubbed her thumb over her index and middle fingers to move her slick around. Maybe the smell of me being turned on was off-putting to him?
She brought them down and sniffed, concluding that she smelt just fine – like any other horny woman.
Having him looking at her body while she’d been naked before him had been exceptionally arousing. She’d almost considered touching herself right in front of him just to see what he’d do.
Her hand fell to the side to hit the floor.
I need a fucking drink.
She eyed the bottles of Marianna’s Sleeper she had on the dining table.
Getting to her hands and knees, she shoved herself to her feet. She didn’t grab a bottle, only because Faunus said he hadn’t liked the smell of alcohol on her. She was trying to entice him, so that would obviously go against everything she was trying to do.
Mayumi entered the storage room and collected her futon. She rolled it out before grabbing her winter blankets and two pillows, one to rest her head on, and the other to cuddle.
Then she stared at the flames on her side, wishing for sleep but knowing that was going to be a battle. She was horny, disappointed, and a little saddened because of her own whirling thoughts.
I’m scared to get close to anyone, but I hate being alone. Faunus being here eased her desire for a companion, but it was also making her realise just how lonely she felt.
For the past six months, drinking and keeping herself busy had been her only real friends. But I can’t drown my demons; they know how to swim.
Mayumi had regrets in her past. Regrets that refused to allow her a good night of sleep. I’m so tired.
The storm was oddly calming to her senses, but it did little to help her have a full sleep. Instead, it was fitful, and she gave up by the time it was late morning.
She groaned as she sat up and held her forehead.
I feel hungover. Her head was pounding.
She put her arms over her head and stretched before twisting her neck one way and then the other. She turned her gaze to the window to see the snowstorm was still as prevalent as the day before.
I’m going to have to do so much snow shovelling once it’s done. She wasn’t looking forward to that. She hated doing it. I’ll just get Faunus to do it.
Perfect.
For today though, I’ll get him to help me fix the attic.
Slow to get up and moving, Mayumi dressed in her brown robe and went outside to fill a bucket with snow so she could melt it for her drinking and bathing water.
Faunus was curled up in the corner, and by the blackness of his orbs, she knew he was asleep. She was surprised he didn’t wake upon hearing her movements, but she figured he’d been awake all night to watch out for Demons.
Maybe that’s why he left?
She took that string of thought and tugged on it to save herself from further dark thoughts that may want to persist.
A soft whine from him had her brows knotting and her body stepping just a fraction closer. His limbs twitched wildly as though he was trying to run from whatever was chasing him in his dreams.
Is he... having a nightmare? Mayumi shook her head. Of course not. He’s a Duskwalker. What could he be afraid of?
She went back inside without disturbing him. Her little clothing was making her tremble with the icy chill, and she wanted to escape it.
As her tea was boiling, she did her usual routine of cleaning her body and dressing for the weather.
The storm made it impossible to truly know what time of day it was, but she figured it was midday. Once she finished her peppermint tea while eating brunch, she made her way outside so she could annoy the Duskwalker into giving her attention.
He wasn’t on the porch anymore, and when she investigated the yard, she couldn’t find him.
“Faunus?” she called.
Don’t tell me he left...
A sigh of relief slipped past her lips when he emerged off to the side.
“What is it, Mayumi?” he asked from the middle of the clearing. He didn’t come any closer.
“Was just wondering where you were. I need help with something.”
He didn’t answer straight away. She thought she saw his orbs flash white momentarily, but that might have been a trick of her eyes because of the fluffy powder falling around him.
“I think I heard a Demon nearby,” he said. “It is hard to hear and smell through the storm. I will remain outside until I know for certain it is safe.”
Mayumi opened her mouth to argue, then promptly shut her lips. Without responding, she went inside to put on her thicker jacket.
Then she came back out and entered the storm.
“What are you doing?” he asked as he followed a large distance away. Surprisingly, his orbs remained their normal yellow as if he wasn’t worried. “I said there may be a Demon.”
She shrugged, watching her footing as her legs sunk almost all the way to her lower thighs. There was no reason not to believe that there might be a Demon, but she didn’t particularly care.
“I’m not going to be able to sit still inside. The worst of the blizzard has faded, but we’ll probably have a continuous snowstorm that will linger. They’re boring.” She made her way to the shed and opened it to retrieve a hammer and more nails. “The attic needs fixing, and I might as well do it today.”
She also took a few planks of timber that had been stored for this very reason. She’d obtained them during one of her trips to Colt’s Outpost, but just hadn’t done anything with them yet.
She went back the way she came in order to have an easier time sloshing through the snow. All the while, Faunus followed.
“You’re welcome to come inside when you know it’s safe,” Mayumi offered when she’d climbed the porch.
She did the best she could to wipe the snow from her clothing before removing her boots and going inside.
Faunus never did.
What remained of the day was spent coated in dust and sneezing as she cleaned the attic. Then she set to work nailing down timber or pulling away boards that were too damaged. She replaced what she could before inspecting the roof from the inside.
There was an area that was caving in. She was sure the weight on top of her home was worsening it, but there was nothing she could do to repair it until the snow stopped.
She’d need Faunus’ help with that. She may even need to create a new support beam, which would require one of the longer and thicker branches from the trees she’d asked to be brought here.
It was late in the evening when she was done.
She cleaned her home to keep herself occupied – except for the overfilled storage room. She had no desire to go digging through the past to figure out what needed to be thrown away or not.
She also cooked a large soup that would last her a few days, wishing she’d hunted before the storm came so she could have meat. Winter made for a good ice box.
By the time it was deep into the night, she found herself overtired, overworked, and still very much alone.
Demon, my ass, she grumbled with a pout, bashing at the fireplace with her poker. He just didn’t want to spend time with me today.
She’d been hoping since he picked up backgammon so easily that she could teach him chess. It was a popular strategy game often played back at Hawthorne Keep since no one knew what shogi was. Uncultured swine.
If he’d picked up chess well, she’d planned to make him learn how to play it. Her father was the last person she’d played with, and it was one of the few fond memories she had with him.
Come play with me, kitty cat. She stabbed the burning log in annoyance.
Then her eyes fell on the empty space next to the fireplace. She’d forgotten to get more firewood to burn, but that meant she would have needed to go outside and cut it up herself while battling the storm. The trees were probably partially buried now too, and it was late into the night. It would be impossible to do now as she wouldn’t be able to see.
Faunus hadn’t been around for her to ask him to do it. Or maybe he had been, but she’d refused to call out to him.
She wasn’t going to act like a sniffling child demanding attention. She could play by herself – she had been doing so for months, even longer when she’d been young.
I hope this storm goes away soon, she thought as she rolled out her bedding and lay down.
She fell asleep easily since she was exhausted, but she ended up waking in the middle of the night shivering. The last of the fire had died down enough that it was no longer warming the house.
Mayumi wrapped herself as best as she could to endure it. Pointless, really. Her blankets eventually made her feel even colder. She fought against the chill but found it futile.
Screw this.
She threw the blanket off and used a match to light her indoor lantern. With the dim light, she went to the storage room in search for her long-sleeved tunic and some underwear. She also threw on her robe and a jacket, but nothing she wore was going to protect her from the bitter subzero temperature she was about to expose herself to.
Not wearing any pants and feeling her legs prickle with terrible goosebumps, she headed straight for the Duskwalker she could see curled up in the corner.
Her shivers were violent, and they made her wobbly and unsteady on her feet.
She saw his orbs flash yellow right before she gently kicked him. It was obvious he hadn’t been deeply asleep – if he’d even been asleep at all.
“H-Hey y-y-you,” she chittered through chattering teeth. “W-wake up,”
Fuck. It’s so freaking cold out here! She folded the arm not holding her lantern so she could shove her freezing hand under her armpit.
“What’s wrong?” he asked before pawing at his face. Then his orbs turned white before he lifted his head. “Has something happened? Why are you outside in the middle of the night?”
“I-I don’t have a-a-any firewood. I’m fre-eezing.”
Faunus immediately got to all fours, revealing to her that he was in his more animalistic form. His voice should have given him away, but it’d been too dark see properly, and she wasn’t paying attention.
“I will cut you some more,” he said, his orbs remaining white as though with worry. “You will become sick if you stay cold.”
“That w-will take too long,” she argued. “C-can you just c-come inside and k-keep me w-warm?”
Mayumi knew from when they’d been cleaning out the gutters together that he was deliciously warm. She’d been able to feel his overwhelming body heat even through her leather trousers when she’d been sitting on his shoulders.
Faunus took a wary step back.
“Come inside and warm you?” He lowered his head while twisting it slightly. “You mean... hold you?”
“Please?” she begged. “I w-w-wouldn’t be out here a-asking you if it weren’t s-serious.”
Sure, there was a sense of ulterior motives. She could be patient and wait for him to quickly obtain her some firewood, but this seemed like a faster option.
She also very much wanted to snuggle with him.
She wanted to be showered in his heat, covered in his soft looking fur in the form he was in, holding him while taking in his yummy lemongrass and lime scent. It sounded like heaven.
What better way to stay warm?
Thank goodness he didn’t come here in the summer. She loved the heat, but the idea of sweating all over him didn’t sound compelling or sexy.
Faunus took far too long to answer, and her knees knocked together the entire time. She thought he was going to reject her. Just when her feet were becoming painful, he stepped forward and gently bumped her shoulder with one of his ram horns – the good side.
“Inside, human. I will do as you have asked.” He bumped her again to direct her. “Quickly, before you freeze.”
Mayumi ran into her house.
She pulled her blanket from the bed as he slowly came inside, having to shove his large body through the doorway while twisting. She gestured to her futon mattress for him to lay on it. It was way too small for him, but she thought it was better that he lay on it, so no part of her body touched the bitter ground.
The ground underneath the house would be cold, making the flooring feel like ice.
“How do you want me to lie?” he asked as he came over and tilted his head at the futon with his orbs a dark yellow.
“I-In a ball, I g-guess?” she asked as she removed her robe and jacket, leaving herself only in her shirt and underwear so he could warm her more easily.
Faunus curled up with his shoulder resting against her pillow. Mayumi didn’t hesitate to crawl straight on top of him to lay with her back resting against his hindlegs, so she was facing him. Heat enveloped her on three sides, and she drew the blanket on top of her to help shield her further.
It took a while for her trembling to stop, for Mayumi to regain feeling in her extremities, but when she did, she gave a blissful sigh.
“Thank you. That’s so much better,” she said with every bit of gratitude and an undertone of humour in her voice. “I really should have just gotten more wood when I knew I was running low.”
“Why didn’t you?” There was no suspicion in his tone.
“Got tired after doing the attic and didn’t really want to face the storm.”
The truth was... she was stubborn as an ox when something got her back up. It was a flaw she was aware she needed to work on but refused to. No one was perfect, and as long as she wasn’t hurting anyone, she didn’t see why it mattered so much that she changed.
Mayumi was aware this was a stubborn mind frame to have. She preferred to call herself headstrong since it was a far more positive attribute.
“You could have asked me to do it.” This time his voice was darker, deeper, and filled with a hint of displeasure.
His voice was always sinfully rumbled and grated, but when he was in this more beastly form, it was criminal to her depraved senses.
He could tell her a bedtime story, and she thought she’d be sopping wet by the end.
In answer, Mayumi shrugged before turning onto her side. She curled into him and blatantly snuggled into his partially exposed abdomen.
“Your fur is really soft,” she mumbled groggily, her energy waning swiftly from being soothingly heated. “And you smell really nice.”
Why do I have to like everything about him?
His unholy face that was like a deity of death. His glowing orbs that were swirling and prettier in the night. His daunting height that made her truly feel small and feminine when usually she felt like a stomping ogre. His bulky, muscular body that she could feel now like a big pillow.
His scent. His rich voice. Even the sound of his huffing breath had her ears tingling.
He was too beautiful to be kept hidden in the dark.
“I do?” There was a hint of curiosity and surprise in his tone. She thought she may have felt him move to sniff at his own arm, but her eyes were already shut. She was drifting off. “You like the way I smell?” he asked, like he really wanted a confirmation. “Mayumi?”
Despite her tiredness, she could feel arousal softening her muscles while forcing other parts of her to become swollen or hard – like her pussy and nipples.
She only confirmed his questions mentally when she meant to verbally. Mayumi passed out before she knew it.
Mayumi moaned as she buried her face against the scent that was currently setting her body on fire.
She knew when her eyelids fluttered open that she was lying face down on her mattress by herself. It also wasn’t as warm as he had been.
Where’d he go? Faunus was gone from her bed.
She rubbed her face against his lingering lemongrass and lime scent before she just bit at her sheet, hopelessly wanting to taste it. Her nipples scraped inside her shirt as her breasts slipped against the mattress when she lifted her hips. She slid her hand down her body.
Resting on one cheek, she checked around the dimly lit room, the morning so early that it was only just brightening. There was no Faunus within her home either.
She didn’t think she would have cared if he were there to watch what she was about to do.
She did notice that there was a barbaric, broken bit of branch in the fireplace and that he’d managed to get it going. The flames were small but they spared her just enough warmth to stop her from shivering.
Her skin was too flushed anyway. She felt heated and uncomfortable in her own flesh, and just a mere touch at her pounding clit informed her that she was overflowing with wetness.
Mayumi had no memory of what she’d been dreaming about, but it wasn’t hard to guess. Her brows crinkled in anguish. I want him to touch me so badly.
She hadn’t masturbated in days, since his arrival, to be exact. It had been a daily ritual before that, but she’d been building up her own anticipation in hopes he’d ease it.
I can’t wait anymore. She needed release.
Still biting at her sheet, Mayumi lowered her fingers and slipped two inside herself. She gave a deep groan before she took them away so she could use her drenched fingers to glide over her sensitive clit with ease.
Her vision split in two the moment she started circling it with a firm press.
Shaking with need, Mayumi’s insides quivered when she pressed just right, making one of her legs kick before she ground against her hand.
His fingers are so long and thick. I bet they’d feel so good inside me. She would adore holding the back of his veiny hand as he pumped them inside her.
His tongue was a soft violet colour. She wondered what it would feel like petting her clit or sinking inside her. A human’s couldn’t reach far, but she imagined he’d be able to reach a wonderful depth with it.
Fuck, Faunus. Mayumi rolled onto her back when she needed more freedom to move. What do I have to do to get you to play with me?
Mayumi dipped her free hand down to her pussy and slammed two fingers inside her pooling core. Then she brought it up and exposed one of her breasts so she could slip her wettened fingers against an aching nipple. She pictured it was his tongue.
He has an impeccable sense of smell. She rubbed her thumb over her index and middle fingers to move her slick around. Maybe the smell of me being turned on was off-putting to him?
She brought them down and sniffed, concluding that she smelt just fine – like any other horny woman.
Having him looking at her body while she’d been naked before him had been exceptionally arousing. She’d almost considered touching herself right in front of him just to see what he’d do.
Her hand fell to the side to hit the floor.
I need a fucking drink.
She eyed the bottles of Marianna’s Sleeper she had on the dining table.
Getting to her hands and knees, she shoved herself to her feet. She didn’t grab a bottle, only because Faunus said he hadn’t liked the smell of alcohol on her. She was trying to entice him, so that would obviously go against everything she was trying to do.
Mayumi entered the storage room and collected her futon. She rolled it out before grabbing her winter blankets and two pillows, one to rest her head on, and the other to cuddle.
Then she stared at the flames on her side, wishing for sleep but knowing that was going to be a battle. She was horny, disappointed, and a little saddened because of her own whirling thoughts.
I’m scared to get close to anyone, but I hate being alone. Faunus being here eased her desire for a companion, but it was also making her realise just how lonely she felt.
For the past six months, drinking and keeping herself busy had been her only real friends. But I can’t drown my demons; they know how to swim.
Mayumi had regrets in her past. Regrets that refused to allow her a good night of sleep. I’m so tired.
The storm was oddly calming to her senses, but it did little to help her have a full sleep. Instead, it was fitful, and she gave up by the time it was late morning.
She groaned as she sat up and held her forehead.
I feel hungover. Her head was pounding.
She put her arms over her head and stretched before twisting her neck one way and then the other. She turned her gaze to the window to see the snowstorm was still as prevalent as the day before.
I’m going to have to do so much snow shovelling once it’s done. She wasn’t looking forward to that. She hated doing it. I’ll just get Faunus to do it.
Perfect.
For today though, I’ll get him to help me fix the attic.
Slow to get up and moving, Mayumi dressed in her brown robe and went outside to fill a bucket with snow so she could melt it for her drinking and bathing water.
Faunus was curled up in the corner, and by the blackness of his orbs, she knew he was asleep. She was surprised he didn’t wake upon hearing her movements, but she figured he’d been awake all night to watch out for Demons.
Maybe that’s why he left?
She took that string of thought and tugged on it to save herself from further dark thoughts that may want to persist.
A soft whine from him had her brows knotting and her body stepping just a fraction closer. His limbs twitched wildly as though he was trying to run from whatever was chasing him in his dreams.
Is he... having a nightmare? Mayumi shook her head. Of course not. He’s a Duskwalker. What could he be afraid of?
She went back inside without disturbing him. Her little clothing was making her tremble with the icy chill, and she wanted to escape it.
As her tea was boiling, she did her usual routine of cleaning her body and dressing for the weather.
The storm made it impossible to truly know what time of day it was, but she figured it was midday. Once she finished her peppermint tea while eating brunch, she made her way outside so she could annoy the Duskwalker into giving her attention.
He wasn’t on the porch anymore, and when she investigated the yard, she couldn’t find him.
“Faunus?” she called.
Don’t tell me he left...
A sigh of relief slipped past her lips when he emerged off to the side.
“What is it, Mayumi?” he asked from the middle of the clearing. He didn’t come any closer.
“Was just wondering where you were. I need help with something.”
He didn’t answer straight away. She thought she saw his orbs flash white momentarily, but that might have been a trick of her eyes because of the fluffy powder falling around him.
“I think I heard a Demon nearby,” he said. “It is hard to hear and smell through the storm. I will remain outside until I know for certain it is safe.”
Mayumi opened her mouth to argue, then promptly shut her lips. Without responding, she went inside to put on her thicker jacket.
Then she came back out and entered the storm.
“What are you doing?” he asked as he followed a large distance away. Surprisingly, his orbs remained their normal yellow as if he wasn’t worried. “I said there may be a Demon.”
She shrugged, watching her footing as her legs sunk almost all the way to her lower thighs. There was no reason not to believe that there might be a Demon, but she didn’t particularly care.
“I’m not going to be able to sit still inside. The worst of the blizzard has faded, but we’ll probably have a continuous snowstorm that will linger. They’re boring.” She made her way to the shed and opened it to retrieve a hammer and more nails. “The attic needs fixing, and I might as well do it today.”
She also took a few planks of timber that had been stored for this very reason. She’d obtained them during one of her trips to Colt’s Outpost, but just hadn’t done anything with them yet.
She went back the way she came in order to have an easier time sloshing through the snow. All the while, Faunus followed.
“You’re welcome to come inside when you know it’s safe,” Mayumi offered when she’d climbed the porch.
She did the best she could to wipe the snow from her clothing before removing her boots and going inside.
Faunus never did.
What remained of the day was spent coated in dust and sneezing as she cleaned the attic. Then she set to work nailing down timber or pulling away boards that were too damaged. She replaced what she could before inspecting the roof from the inside.
There was an area that was caving in. She was sure the weight on top of her home was worsening it, but there was nothing she could do to repair it until the snow stopped.
She’d need Faunus’ help with that. She may even need to create a new support beam, which would require one of the longer and thicker branches from the trees she’d asked to be brought here.
It was late in the evening when she was done.
She cleaned her home to keep herself occupied – except for the overfilled storage room. She had no desire to go digging through the past to figure out what needed to be thrown away or not.
She also cooked a large soup that would last her a few days, wishing she’d hunted before the storm came so she could have meat. Winter made for a good ice box.
By the time it was deep into the night, she found herself overtired, overworked, and still very much alone.
Demon, my ass, she grumbled with a pout, bashing at the fireplace with her poker. He just didn’t want to spend time with me today.
She’d been hoping since he picked up backgammon so easily that she could teach him chess. It was a popular strategy game often played back at Hawthorne Keep since no one knew what shogi was. Uncultured swine.
If he’d picked up chess well, she’d planned to make him learn how to play it. Her father was the last person she’d played with, and it was one of the few fond memories she had with him.
Come play with me, kitty cat. She stabbed the burning log in annoyance.
Then her eyes fell on the empty space next to the fireplace. She’d forgotten to get more firewood to burn, but that meant she would have needed to go outside and cut it up herself while battling the storm. The trees were probably partially buried now too, and it was late into the night. It would be impossible to do now as she wouldn’t be able to see.
Faunus hadn’t been around for her to ask him to do it. Or maybe he had been, but she’d refused to call out to him.
She wasn’t going to act like a sniffling child demanding attention. She could play by herself – she had been doing so for months, even longer when she’d been young.
I hope this storm goes away soon, she thought as she rolled out her bedding and lay down.
She fell asleep easily since she was exhausted, but she ended up waking in the middle of the night shivering. The last of the fire had died down enough that it was no longer warming the house.
Mayumi wrapped herself as best as she could to endure it. Pointless, really. Her blankets eventually made her feel even colder. She fought against the chill but found it futile.
Screw this.
She threw the blanket off and used a match to light her indoor lantern. With the dim light, she went to the storage room in search for her long-sleeved tunic and some underwear. She also threw on her robe and a jacket, but nothing she wore was going to protect her from the bitter subzero temperature she was about to expose herself to.
Not wearing any pants and feeling her legs prickle with terrible goosebumps, she headed straight for the Duskwalker she could see curled up in the corner.
Her shivers were violent, and they made her wobbly and unsteady on her feet.
She saw his orbs flash yellow right before she gently kicked him. It was obvious he hadn’t been deeply asleep – if he’d even been asleep at all.
“H-Hey y-y-you,” she chittered through chattering teeth. “W-wake up,”
Fuck. It’s so freaking cold out here! She folded the arm not holding her lantern so she could shove her freezing hand under her armpit.
“What’s wrong?” he asked before pawing at his face. Then his orbs turned white before he lifted his head. “Has something happened? Why are you outside in the middle of the night?”
“I-I don’t have a-a-any firewood. I’m fre-eezing.”
Faunus immediately got to all fours, revealing to her that he was in his more animalistic form. His voice should have given him away, but it’d been too dark see properly, and she wasn’t paying attention.
“I will cut you some more,” he said, his orbs remaining white as though with worry. “You will become sick if you stay cold.”
“That w-will take too long,” she argued. “C-can you just c-come inside and k-keep me w-warm?”
Mayumi knew from when they’d been cleaning out the gutters together that he was deliciously warm. She’d been able to feel his overwhelming body heat even through her leather trousers when she’d been sitting on his shoulders.
Faunus took a wary step back.
“Come inside and warm you?” He lowered his head while twisting it slightly. “You mean... hold you?”
“Please?” she begged. “I w-w-wouldn’t be out here a-asking you if it weren’t s-serious.”
Sure, there was a sense of ulterior motives. She could be patient and wait for him to quickly obtain her some firewood, but this seemed like a faster option.
She also very much wanted to snuggle with him.
She wanted to be showered in his heat, covered in his soft looking fur in the form he was in, holding him while taking in his yummy lemongrass and lime scent. It sounded like heaven.
What better way to stay warm?
Thank goodness he didn’t come here in the summer. She loved the heat, but the idea of sweating all over him didn’t sound compelling or sexy.
Faunus took far too long to answer, and her knees knocked together the entire time. She thought he was going to reject her. Just when her feet were becoming painful, he stepped forward and gently bumped her shoulder with one of his ram horns – the good side.
“Inside, human. I will do as you have asked.” He bumped her again to direct her. “Quickly, before you freeze.”
Mayumi ran into her house.
She pulled her blanket from the bed as he slowly came inside, having to shove his large body through the doorway while twisting. She gestured to her futon mattress for him to lay on it. It was way too small for him, but she thought it was better that he lay on it, so no part of her body touched the bitter ground.
The ground underneath the house would be cold, making the flooring feel like ice.
“How do you want me to lie?” he asked as he came over and tilted his head at the futon with his orbs a dark yellow.
“I-In a ball, I g-guess?” she asked as she removed her robe and jacket, leaving herself only in her shirt and underwear so he could warm her more easily.
Faunus curled up with his shoulder resting against her pillow. Mayumi didn’t hesitate to crawl straight on top of him to lay with her back resting against his hindlegs, so she was facing him. Heat enveloped her on three sides, and she drew the blanket on top of her to help shield her further.
It took a while for her trembling to stop, for Mayumi to regain feeling in her extremities, but when she did, she gave a blissful sigh.
“Thank you. That’s so much better,” she said with every bit of gratitude and an undertone of humour in her voice. “I really should have just gotten more wood when I knew I was running low.”
“Why didn’t you?” There was no suspicion in his tone.
“Got tired after doing the attic and didn’t really want to face the storm.”
The truth was... she was stubborn as an ox when something got her back up. It was a flaw she was aware she needed to work on but refused to. No one was perfect, and as long as she wasn’t hurting anyone, she didn’t see why it mattered so much that she changed.
Mayumi was aware this was a stubborn mind frame to have. She preferred to call herself headstrong since it was a far more positive attribute.
“You could have asked me to do it.” This time his voice was darker, deeper, and filled with a hint of displeasure.
His voice was always sinfully rumbled and grated, but when he was in this more beastly form, it was criminal to her depraved senses.
He could tell her a bedtime story, and she thought she’d be sopping wet by the end.
In answer, Mayumi shrugged before turning onto her side. She curled into him and blatantly snuggled into his partially exposed abdomen.
“Your fur is really soft,” she mumbled groggily, her energy waning swiftly from being soothingly heated. “And you smell really nice.”
Why do I have to like everything about him?
His unholy face that was like a deity of death. His glowing orbs that were swirling and prettier in the night. His daunting height that made her truly feel small and feminine when usually she felt like a stomping ogre. His bulky, muscular body that she could feel now like a big pillow.
His scent. His rich voice. Even the sound of his huffing breath had her ears tingling.
He was too beautiful to be kept hidden in the dark.
“I do?” There was a hint of curiosity and surprise in his tone. She thought she may have felt him move to sniff at his own arm, but her eyes were already shut. She was drifting off. “You like the way I smell?” he asked, like he really wanted a confirmation. “Mayumi?”
Despite her tiredness, she could feel arousal softening her muscles while forcing other parts of her to become swollen or hard – like her pussy and nipples.
She only confirmed his questions mentally when she meant to verbally. Mayumi passed out before she knew it.
Mayumi moaned as she buried her face against the scent that was currently setting her body on fire.
She knew when her eyelids fluttered open that she was lying face down on her mattress by herself. It also wasn’t as warm as he had been.
Where’d he go? Faunus was gone from her bed.
She rubbed her face against his lingering lemongrass and lime scent before she just bit at her sheet, hopelessly wanting to taste it. Her nipples scraped inside her shirt as her breasts slipped against the mattress when she lifted her hips. She slid her hand down her body.
Resting on one cheek, she checked around the dimly lit room, the morning so early that it was only just brightening. There was no Faunus within her home either.
She didn’t think she would have cared if he were there to watch what she was about to do.
She did notice that there was a barbaric, broken bit of branch in the fireplace and that he’d managed to get it going. The flames were small but they spared her just enough warmth to stop her from shivering.
Her skin was too flushed anyway. She felt heated and uncomfortable in her own flesh, and just a mere touch at her pounding clit informed her that she was overflowing with wetness.
Mayumi had no memory of what she’d been dreaming about, but it wasn’t hard to guess. Her brows crinkled in anguish. I want him to touch me so badly.
She hadn’t masturbated in days, since his arrival, to be exact. It had been a daily ritual before that, but she’d been building up her own anticipation in hopes he’d ease it.
I can’t wait anymore. She needed release.
Still biting at her sheet, Mayumi lowered her fingers and slipped two inside herself. She gave a deep groan before she took them away so she could use her drenched fingers to glide over her sensitive clit with ease.
Her vision split in two the moment she started circling it with a firm press.
Shaking with need, Mayumi’s insides quivered when she pressed just right, making one of her legs kick before she ground against her hand.
His fingers are so long and thick. I bet they’d feel so good inside me. She would adore holding the back of his veiny hand as he pumped them inside her.
His tongue was a soft violet colour. She wondered what it would feel like petting her clit or sinking inside her. A human’s couldn’t reach far, but she imagined he’d be able to reach a wonderful depth with it.
Fuck, Faunus. Mayumi rolled onto her back when she needed more freedom to move. What do I have to do to get you to play with me?
Mayumi dipped her free hand down to her pussy and slammed two fingers inside her pooling core. Then she brought it up and exposed one of her breasts so she could slip her wettened fingers against an aching nipple. She pictured it was his tongue.
