Harem Points System: Every Touch Counts!

"I can show you how good it feels?"

"Huh? What?" Celene stammered, her cheeks burning, her heart pounding in her chest.

"If you're so curious, why not find out for yourself?" Xavier repeated, his face all fake confusion, like he couldn't believe she hadn't thought of it. His eyes glinted, predatory, his cock already twitching at the thought of her under him.

"H-How do I do that?" Celene asked, voice shaky, her thick, milfy body trembling under his gaze.

"By having sex, obviously," Xavier said, like it was the most natural thing in the world, his grin widening.

"S-Sex?" Celene's voice dropped, barely a whisper.

"But I don't know who to… have it with…" Her face was red, her pussy tingling at the thought.

"Huh? You got me," Xavier said, stepping closer, his body brushing hers, his scent overwhelming. "You can do it with me."

"Y-You?" Celene squeaked, her heart racing. "B-But aren't you with Lady Seraphina?"

"Who says I can't fuck other women just 'cause I'm with her?" Xavier shot back, his voice smooth, confident, his eyes locked on her curves.

"Isn't that wrong?" Celene mumbled, her hands clutching his pants tighter, her pussy clenching despite her shame.

"Oh, c'mon," Xavier scoffed, his grin pure sin. "Plenty of noblewomen share their men with others."

"B-But they're nobles… I'm just a servant…" Celene's voice trembled, her eyes darting away, her body aching for him.

"So what?" Xavier said, leaning in, his breath hot on her ear. "I'm a servant too. If noblewomen can share their men, why can't we?"

His hand grazed her hip, sending a shiver through her thick frame.

"T-That makes sense," Celene whispered, her mind spinning.

'It makes no sense,' he thought, but his dick was throbbing, Seraphina left him hanging, what she gave him was not enough, he couldn't control himself.

Xavier's smile was all teeth, pure predator.

"Right? We're both servants. Nothing wrong with us fucking." His voice was low, dirty, making her thighs press together.

"B-But I don't know anything about s-sex," Celene admitted, her face burning, her heart pounding so hard she thought it'd burst.

"Don't worry," Xavier purred, his lips brushing her ear, sending a jolt straight to her core.

"I know everything about it. It's the one of the things I'm fucking good at." His cock throbbed, hard as steel, begging to claim her.

He grabbed his clothes from her hand, tossing them aside, and scooped Celene up in his arms, her soft, curvy body pressed against him.

Her tits squished against his chest, so plush, so fucking perfect, he wanted to rip her dress off right there.

He carried her to the empty bathtub, setting her down inside, her wide eyes staring up at him, full of panic and need.

"Huh?" Celene gasped, finally reacting. "Wha-What are you doing?"

"Didn't you wanna try sex?" Xavier teased, his grin wicked, his cock straining against his pants.

"R-Right now?!" Celene's voice was a squeak, her face scarlet, her pussy already dripping at the thought.

"The sooner the better, right?" Xavier said, leaning over her, his body caging hers in the tub.

"B-But I'm not ready!" Celene stammered, her hands trembling, her heart racing with fear and anticipation.

"You don't gotta do shit," Xavier murmured, his voice soft but dangerous, like a predator luring prey.

"Just give your body to me." He smiled, gentle, his eyes promising pleasure she couldn't imagine. "You trust me, don't you?"

Celene's heart pounded, her pussy clenching, her body screaming yes even as her mind screamed no.

'He's too much,' she thought, blushing hard, but she nodded, a soft "mm" escaping her lips.

Xavier's grin turned feral. He leaned in, planting a soft kiss on her forehead, his lips warm, teasing.

"Can't fuck with a tense body like that," he whispered.

"Lemme calm you down. Close your eyes."

Celene obeyed, something in her trusting him completely. Her eyes shut, her other senses sharpened, every move of his body electric.

She felt his presence, his heat, his scent—musky, masculine, making her pussy throb.

His lips moved, kissing her forehead, soft and warm, then her small nose, each touch sending shivers through her.

Her heart raced, her body trembling with fear and expectation as his lips neared her mouth.

Then they met, his lips soft, pressing against hers, slow and deliberate. Her body shuddered, a jolt of pleasure sparking through her, her pussy tingling, wetter with every second.

'He's kissing me,' she thought, her mind reeling, her heart ready to burst. Their lips parted, and a hollow ache hit her, craving more.

His mouth moved to her chin, then her neck, kissing slow, wet, his tongue flicking her skin, making her gasp.

Her dress was next, his fingers deftly pulling it down, exposing her full, heavy tits to the cool air. Her nipples hardened instantly, begging for him.

"Your tits are fucking beautiful, Celene," Xavier said, his voice gentle but dripping with lust, her name on his lips making her heart bloom.

She smiled, small and shy, her body humming with joym.

Then his lips found her right nipple, warm and wet, sucking it into his mouth, his tongue swirling, teasing the hard bud. Pleasure shot through her, sharp and electric, her pussy trembling, dripping, knowing what was coming.

'So good,' she thought, her body arching, her shame melting under the heat of his mouth.

His hand kneaded her other tit, fingers sinking into the soft, plush flesh, squeezing just right.

Another jolt hit her, her pussy gushing, her thighs pressing together. Then he pinched her left nipple, a mix of pain and pleasure making her back straighten, her gasp loud and needy.

'What's happening to me?' she thought, her mind a haze, her body craving more.