Glacielle kissed Lucian deeply and passionately. As she melted into his arms, her icy blue eyes closed. Her soft curves fit perfectly against the hard planes of his body.
She took her time, enjoying how he tasted and felt, putting all of her pent-up desire and love into this one perfect moment.
"Smoochh... mppphhh... mawsterww... mppphhh... ahhh..." She starts to make a lot of noises in the kisses that it made Lucian's cock hard right away.
Her thin fingers worked quickly on him and carefully to take off each piece of armor, one by one. The loud clangs and clatter of the armor being put away echoed in the charged silence of the tent.
As each piece was taken off, more of Lucian's tanned, muscular flesh was revealed. His skin shone in the flickering candlelight.
Glacielle's breath caught in her throat as she looked at him, her eyes hungrily roaming over the strong expanse of his chest, the ridges of his abdomen, and the thick, sinewy muscles of his arms.
"Master... look at you..." Glacielle smiled. "This is the result of your training..."
Lucian looked at himself. "Yeah... I guess you're right. Marshal's training really did the trick."
Glacielle touched his lip with her finger. "Don't talk about any women other than me..."
"Sorry..."
Lucian gulped. "I really want to be honest with you about how perverted I am seeing you in that icy bikini armor..."
"Hm...?" Glacielle tilted her head.
"I had to keep my control, even though I really wanted to do all dirty things with you, especially when you gave me your first blowjob back then." Lucian said while scratching his cheek.
Glacielle blushed right away. "Well, yeah... I noticed."
"YOU NOTICED?!"
"Mm." She nodded. "I can see your eyes always looking at my bikini and panties... to be honest, that made me nervous, but I can still act professional at any battle."
"In fact, your gaze made me feel motivated to reveal everything during the battle."
"So... you really want to do it...?" Glacielle asked.
"Yeah... I really want it, and it's going to be my first." Lucian sighed. "I'm a loser virgin."
"Well... you're not anymore." Glacielle patted his head. "How much do you want to do it?"
"I got so horny I couldn't think of anything else right now..."
Glacielle giggled. "Okay then... let me just..."
She wanted to touch, taste, and worship every part of him. Her hands gently ran over his bare skin, following the lines and curves she had admired from a distance for so long.
Lucian's own rough and strong hands slid down the smooth column of her neck, over the fragile bones of her shoulders, and to the soft rise of her breasts. He held them in his big hands, feeling their soft fullness and the pebbled tips of their nipples pressing into his hands.
"These are so cold, Glacielle... and I love it because it's kind of unique."
"I love your massive tits, and now... I can't seem to take my eyes off them."
Glacielle arched into his touch, and as they continued their passionate exploration, a breathless moan came from her lips. "Mmnnhh... thank you... they're all yours only."
"Come here, Glacielle..." Lucian made his move again by getting close to her face just to kiss her.
Their kiss got deeper, more intense, and more demanding. Glacielle's tongue, cool and sweet like the first snow of winter, tangled with Lucian's, dancing and fighting, fanning the flames of their shared desire.
The air between them was thick with unspoken promises and pent-up desires.
Glacielle's dress, which was made of silk and lace, slipped off one creamy shoulder and then the other. The delicate fabric fell to her feet, leaving her naked in front of him, with alabaster skin and hair that shone.
In the candlelight, Glacielle's body appeared to radiate from within, akin to a temple of unadulterated beauty. Lucian's heart raced as he looked at her, and his body was hard and aching with desire.
Lucian thought. "Goddamn...! She's so fucking gorgeous, and I can't believe that my first one is going to be the type of girl that's so chill~!"
"I just can't wait to graduate now!"
Glacielle's icy blue eyes met Lucian's, and her face showed pure love and desire. "Do you love it...?"
"Yeah... of course! This is the second time, and I didn't feel any boredom just by seeing your naked body."
She laughed then pressed herself against him, her breasts, hips, and thighs molding to every firm surface and angle of his warrior's body. Her thin fingers got caught in his hair, and her nails lightly scratched his scalp as she pulled him closer, making their kiss deeper with a new hunger.
"Master..." she breathed against his lips, a single word full of meaning, longing, love, need, and desire.
"I want it... and... I need you so much..." Her voice trailed off as she got lost in the heat and the moment. The words weren't enough to describe the storm inside her.
Lucian's big hands wrapped around her waist, and his strong fingers dug into the soft flesh of her hips as he lifted her up with ease. As she held onto him, Glacielle's legs wrapped around his middle, and her heels dug into the small of his back.
"Fuck...! This is so vanilla, and I fucking love it!" Lucian thought. "After we graduate from being virgins... I'll make sure in the end... I'll try to marry this cute icy girl."
She wrapped herself around him like a vine around a tree. She could feel him pressing hard against her, and the heat of his gaze showed how much he wanted her.
"And my goodness...! She's a clingy type! My body could get crushed any second now, but it was all worth it."
They started to kiss again, and their kisses became more and more frantic, each one demanding, claiming, and consuming. The coldness of Glacielle mixed with the heat of Lucian, and the difference made sparks of electricity dance along her nerve endings.
"Mmpphhh... ahhh... mucchh..." She gasped, moaned, and whimpered into his mouth, and Lucian's own ragged breaths eagerly took in each sound.
Glacielle's hands moved over Lucian's back, feeling the muscles move and play under his hot, smooth skin. She ran her fingers over the scars on his body, each one a sign of his strength, bravery, and unbreakable spirit.
"I love you so much, Master..." She bent down and kissed the ridged skin, then ran her tongue along the path of a severe scar that ran across his ribs.
Lucian shivered and hissed through his teeth as Glacielle's cool mouth moved over his hot skin. His hands tightened on her hips, and his fingers dug into the soft flesh of her body, pulling her impossibly closer.
"I love you too, Glacielle..." He could feel every part of her, from the soft skin on her inner thighs wrapped around his waist to the soft swell of her breasts pressed against his chest.
Glacielle's cold gaze moved down, and like a magnet, it was drawn to the huge, throbbing length of Lucian's manhood. Her eyes grew wider, and a new sense of awe and appreciation shone through them as she took in how big he was, even bigger than she remembered from their first intimate meeting.
"Oh wow... I haven't touched it, and you've already hard."
"Sorry... I couldn't help thinking about your sexy body."
"It's even bigger... than the last time." She reached out slowly, her thin fingers wrapping around his thick shaft.
She was amazed by how hot his flesh was. She could barely close her hand around him.
When he moved against her palm, she felt a shiver of excitement and desire. "Does it hurt if I touch it here?"
"Nah, it's fine..."
"Master," she said in a low, breathy voice, "this is... you've gotten even more beautiful since I last saw you."
Her hand began to stroke him slowly and reverently, enjoying the feel of his silky skin and the thick, pulsing veins that ran the length of his impressive cock. She could feel him getting harder and harder, with each pass of her fingers making the bulbous head flare and crest against her touch.
Glacielle licked her lips, and a sudden rush of saliva filled her mouth as she remembered how he tasted, how heavy and hot he felt on her tongue, and how her lips stretched obscenely as she took him deep into her throat.
Since the first time they met, she had dreamed of this moment and having him like this again. But the truth was so much better and more overwhelming than her dreams.
"Last time, I was... unsure. ..."
"I didn't know what to do." Glacielle's voice was low and husky, and her words were full of new confidence and hunger. "But now I know what an honor it is to worship your beautiful form, Master."
She stroked him slowly and with purpose, enjoying how he throbbed and pulsed against her palm. "I know how to make you happy, and..."
"...how to give you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams."