She kissed me and looked up at me waiting to see my reaction, her dark brown eyes steady. Her dark chocolate skin glowed softly in the low light. She really was beautiful.
I stood and offered her my hand. She took it and rose with me. She was tall, but still shorter than me. I cupped her face with both hands and kissed her. She kissed me back, slow and deliberate.
This felt different from Annabelle. With Annabelle it had been urgent, almost clinical, a last rite. With Mable, I was actually enjoying it. We kissed deeper as my hands slid down to her waist, pulling her closer. She didn't hesitate. Her body pressed against mine willingly.
[Charging]
The notification appeared even with my clothes still on. One hand stayed on her waist while the other moved up to cup her breast through the thin dress. It was soft, full, and warm. I'd never touched anything like it.
My cock hardened fast, straining painfully against my trousers. I lifted her gently and set her on the edge of the bed again, then stripped my trousers off, leaving only my boxers.
I stooped down to reach for her, but she quickly flipped me, and I ended up sitting on the edge of the bed. She swung her leg over mine and faced me, her hands resting on my shoulders.
She settled onto my lap, facing me, legs straddling my hips. We kept kissing as my hands explored the weight of her breasts, thumbs brushing over her nipples through the fabric.
She started moving down my body, kissing my neck, my chest. When she knelt on the floor between my legs, her face level with my lap, she looked up at me once, calm and certain, then tugged my boxers down.
My cock sprang free, hard and aching. She wrapped her hand around the base and took me into her mouth without hesitation.
The wet heat hit me like a shock. Her lips sealed around the head, tongue swirling as she sucked slowly, taking more of me with each bob of her head. I groaned loud, the sound raw and involuntary, like something broken loose inside me.
[Progress towards a full Charge: 92%]
I'd never felt anything like that in my life. She was still fully dressed, but her mouth was working me with steady, hungry rhythm — sucking, licking, taking me deeper until I hit the back of her throat. Every now and then, I felt the faint graze of her teeth, sending sparks up my spine. My hips twitched. My hand found her hair, not pushing, just holding on.
I pulled her up before I lost control. She stood, and I lifted the dress over her head in one motion. She wasn't wearing anything underneath.
Wow, Mute is a miserable guy.
Her pussy was smooth, dark, and glistening, with a small gold piercing on her clit hood that caught the light. It was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.
I gently pushed her back onto the bed. She surrendered immediately, lying back and spreading her legs wide for me. Her folds parted, wet and inviting.
I joined her on the bed. My fingers wanted to touch. Mable was all mine at a moment, and there was no reason for rushing. I slid my hand between her thighs, feeling the warmth.
My fingers brushed her outer lips, parting them slowly. She was soft, warm, and slick. I traced one finger along her slit, feeling her pull at the contact. She let out a shaky breath, hips lifting slightly toward my hand.
I slid one finger inside her. She was tight, hot, and smooth. I curled it gently, rubbing that soft spot on the upper wall. Her walls clenched around my finger immediately.
"Ah…" she whispered.
I added a second finger, stretching her slowly, pumping them deeper while my thumb kept rubbing her clit in firm, steady circles. Her pussy made wet, obscene sounds with every thrust of my fingers, juices coating my hand and dripping down to the sheets.
Her nipples were hard as pebbles, clearly from anticipation now.
She held my wrist tight, moaning louder as I worked her faster, curling my fingers harder. Her thighs started trembling. Then she came hard.
Her pussy pulsed, flooding my hand with warm wetness. She clamped her legs together for a moment, shaking, breathing hard, then slowly opened them again, wider this time, inviting me in.
"Don't tease," she breathed. "Just fuck me."
I climbed over her, cock hard and aching. I rubbed the head along her slit, coating myself in her slickness, then pushed inside.
She was tight and scorching hot. I sank in slowly, inch by inch, until I was buried in the deep. Mable moaned, her hands gripping my shoulders.
"Goodness... Bram…"
I started thrusting, deep and steady. Each stroke made her breasts bounce. Her pussy clenched around me, wet sounds filling the room as I fucked her harder. She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper.
The system lit up brighter:
[Progress: 96% 97% 100]
[Subject's New level: 7]
[Second Full Charge Complete]
[Prime Charger, Level 3]
[New Skill unlocked: Post-climactic surge]
Power surged through me as I came hard, pulsing deep inside her. Mable cried out, her tight walls squeezing my cock as she came again with me, her short nails digging into my back.
That should have been the end of it, like with Annabelle. I stopped the moment I finished, breathing hard. But I wasn't done.
A borrowed strength flooded my body, hot and restless. My hands grabbed her thighs and forced her legs wider, pinning them back in a hard, folded posture. I started thrusting again like I hadn't just come, deep, heavy strokes that made the bed creak.
Mable couldn't breathe right. Her eyes rolled back, mouth open in a silent gasp as I fucked her harder. Her illusion ability spiraled out of control. Butterflies, shimmering, impossible ones, filled the room, flickering across the walls and ceiling like living lights.
[Progress 55%]
I was already chasing another full charge, another level. My hips slammed into her, cock driving deep with every thrust. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the small room.
"Bram… what are... to me?" she moaned, voice breaking.
"I feel you," she gasped, "I feel you everywhere—"
I didn't stop. I couldn't. The power was riding me now, turning every stroke into something sharper, stronger. The environment around us kept shifting, colors bleeding, shadows moving like they had minds of their own — all because her illusions were bleeding out and she was leveling up while I moved in her senseless.
"Stop— stop— stop—" she moaned, but her legs stayed locked around me, pulling me deeper even as her body shook.
We came together again, harder this time. I buried myself to the deep and flooded her as her pussy clenched and spasmed around me, milking every drop. Her illusions exploded into a storm of butterflies that dissolved into sparks before vanishing.
[Prime Charger, Level 4]
The room finally settled back to normal, the illusions fading like smoke.
I stayed inside her for a long moment, both of us breathing hard in the sudden quiet. Then I gently pulled out and lay beside her.
She turned toward me immediately, curling against my side without asking. Her skin was warm and damp with sweat. She fit against me like she belonged there.
[Reward Update: A third climax will yield 200 Charge… and grant you one additional level.]
I read it. Decided. One more would be enough.