"Assault me then."
The words sounded like both a challenge and a request, like he was daring her to do it.
"D… Don't think I won't!" Camelia responded, gulping but refusing to lose face.
After so long, Vel had filled Camelia with so much frustration, rage, and hatred that the latter was more than determined to take him by force at first.
She wanted to feel the pleasure she had been forbidden from feeling, the pleasure that had been dangled before her, the satisfaction, and the release, no matter the cost, no matter what she had to do.
But this Ogre was acting completely differently from the others. He was completely different, which pissed off Camelia as well.
Things weren't going as planned. They were going… Much better. Which was a problem, because it left Camelia with no one to direct her anger and hatred at.
This wasn't supposed to be a lovey-dovey kind of thing, yet when feeling his hand patting her head, his thumb caressing her cheek, his lips coming into contact with hers, and his tongue dancing with hers, it very much felt like a lovey-dovey thing.
There was a time when Camelia had wanted romance, when she'd wanted her first time to be romantic with someone she loved and cared about, but she had given up on all of that.
'Maybe… I don't need to give up on it… Maybe if I let him…'
But Camelia felt it was necessary to chase away the thought, because she knew that, soon, Vel would come back. Soon, the sadistic Chief would reclaim her tent, and the other female Ogres would rally around her, leaving Camelia completely powerless.
'I don't…' She took hold of his cock. 'Have time to waste!'
The Catgirl moved both her hips and the shaft she was holding so that its tip would point at the place she has wanted penetrated for so long.
'She's turning out more courageous than I thought.' Jason thought with an amused smile, sitting with his arms relaxed on the chair's armrests. 'Will she be able to do it though?'
Camelia took a deep breath, lowered her gaze towards the monstrous cock below, then raised her gaze back to meet his.
"What…" She stuttered. "What about you?"
"Hm?"
"What's… Your name?" The Catgirl asked with a gulp.
"Lagos, apparently." He said with a smile. "But you can call me Jason."
"Jason…" She whispered. "Jason sounds better."
"I agree."
The two remained silent for a moment.
Camelia was truly torn.
"You know," Jason started after a couple of seconds. "You don't have to assault me."
"H-Huh?"
His arms rose from the armrests, and shivers went down Camelia's spine as his large hands lay on her waist.
"I'm more than excited at the idea of being with you. Thrilled, at the idea of…" He whispered. "Being inside you."
"W-What are you trying to say?"
"You wanted to take me forcefully, right? I'm not against it if that's what you're into." Jason explained. "But you don't need to be forceful. See?" He lowered his gaze, and Camelia followed his eyes. "I want you, my body wants you, and it seems like you want me as well."
The Catgirl slowly raised her gaze to meet his.
"Yes…" She answered in a low, languid voice, as if under a spell. "My… Body wants you as well." Camelia added, gulping as a strand of fluid dribbled down from her vagina onto Jason's cock. "I…" She gulped. "I want you… As well."
"Then,"
Camelia gasped as his hands moved around to lay on her bare back and pulled closer until her stomach was against his, her bare chest against his, and his massive, erect cock pushed against her buttcheeks.
"How about you let me take you?" He whispered, bringing a hand to her cheek. "Let me make you feel good, the way you want to feel."
Camelia was absolutely lost in his eyes as he gently caressed her cheek while her vagina rested on and against the base of his cock.
"What do you think about that?" He asked.
Camelia was both annoyed and incredibly happy to hear his words. She had been awkward, unsure, and felt clueless.
Letting him take the reins would certainly be a weight off her shoulders, but could her feminine pride really allow that?
"O… Kay."
The word had escaped her lips before she even knew it.
"Good." Satisfied, Jason nodded and leaned forward for a kiss.
Unlike earlier, Camelia let herself enjoy this, letting him guide the pace, and it was worth it.
His tongue truly made her feel like she was melting, and she felt her body burn hotter and hotter.
Jason's hand left her cheek, and Camelia opened her eyes momentarily.
Noticing this, Jason kissed her even more passionately.
A muffled moan escaped her as his hands took hold of her firm and bubbly cheeks.
It didn't take long for her to feel the need to gasp for air, and Jason pulled back just when she needed it. But only far enough to let her to breathe.
The two remained with their faces inches away from each other's, their lips twitching and begging to be reunited.
"Aahh… Aaahhh…" Camelia gasped as the hands squeezing her butt pulled her and pushed her along the length of the erect shaft below, causing her swollen clit to rub against the cock again and again. "Aaahhh… Ja… Jason…"
"What is it," He asked, leaning closer to deposit a kiss on her neck. "Camelia?"
"I… Aahhh… I really…"
"Yes?" Jason continued kissing her neck.
"I really…" Her arms went back around him, her hands grasping at his shoulders and back. "Like this!"
"Yeah?" He sucked and nibbled on the base of her neck, leaving an already-visible hickey. "I'm glad to hear that."