Coming to the window, Seraphine looked up somewhat curiously. As a result, when she poked her flushed pretty face out, Zeri just gripped the curtains tightly with both hands, while her whole body clenched her jaw as if electrocuted, seemingly afraid something would come out of her mouth.
After trembling continuously like this for several seconds, Zeri suddenly let out a huge breath of relief, then cast her trembling gaze towards Seraphine. On her lips, which had white marks bitten into them by her white teeth, hung crystal-clear saliva. Not even having time to wipe it, Zeri first panted heavily a few times, then difficultly cast her gaze towards Seraphine.
"Se... Seraphine. What's wrong? Coming to find me... this late..."
Saying this, Zeri hurriedly freed one hand to pat Faen's lower abdomen. And sensing that Zeri was gradually shifting from expectation to nervousness, Faen also timely slowed down his rhythm. From full immersion and full withdrawal, it turned into gentle, continuous pistoning.
And feeling Faen's slow down, a trace of relaxation and obscure joy appeared in the bottom of Zeri's eyes—although Faen always liked to launch surprise attacks, making her instantly beg for life but unable to die. But Zeri knew very well that this was actually what she wanted to try, but was too shy to say...
And when she truly started to mind, Faen would gently switch to the rhythm she needed and felt more comfortable with.
This feeling of being too shy to say, but the other party being able to understand immediately, and immediately stopping and switching to a comfortable rhythm when she felt uncomfortable, made Zeri very infatuated.
Thinking this, Zeri suddenly felt a burst of shyness—didn't this mean Faen actually knew very well that although she looked sunny and cheerful, she was actually a very lewd and wanton bad girl in private? Thinking this, Zeri wasn't too nervous. Anyway, she would only show this side for Faen to see.
And as for Faen, it didn't matter how he wanted to do it.
Thinking this, Zeri felt a warm palm land on her sweaty, beautiful back.
The not-so-thick calluses brushed against her tender skin. The harmonious touch made Zeri narrow her eyes comfortably. She knew this was Faen responding to her expression of love. And this feeling of being able to get a timely response no matter when undoubtedly made people feel happy. See, Zeri's slender waist immediately swayed up and down more actively. The medicine pot, which had already taken the shape of her lover, swallowed and spat out the medicine pestle, pounding out honeydew, using actions to reward her lover's response.
"Eh... Miss Zeri?"
Looking at Zeri with her eyes narrowed comfortably, Seraphine reminded her somewhat hesitantly. Seeing this, Zeri swallowed her saliva, composed her mind, then said slightly panting: "Ah, it's nothing, what's wrong? Just go ahead and say it."
Zeri looked at Seraphine with a smile and said: "I'm listening."
Although Zeri was responding to her, even smiling, Seraphine could feel that this smile was hiding a strong love. Especially in Seraphine's perception of melody, the melody of the current Zeri's whole person was filled with cheerfulness, beauty, happiness, and passionate love.
Although very curious, Seraphine didn't forget her main purpose of coming here. Look, soon Seraphine said excitedly: "It's like this, Miss Zeri! I want to ask you how to use my power to help those in need!"
Seraphine said sincerely: "I want to use my ability to help people around me as much as I can, just like you. I also hope I can become a person who bridges the understanding between the two cities, just like Mr. Faen said. But... but I don't know where to start right now, so I want to ask you for advice."
Hearing this, Zeri looked somewhat surprised, then asked curiously: "Why did you think of asking me? Actually, Faen would know better about this kind of thing."
"Because visiting Mr. Faen at night is somewhat inappropriate..." Seraphine scratched her head embarrassedly and said: "And I don't know where Mr. Faen's bedroom is."
No wonder Seraphine didn't realize Zeri's abnormality just now—under preconceived notions, Seraphine always thought Zeri was the only one in the room.
And realizing this point, Zeri also turned from her original nervousness to relaxation, then smilingly shared some of her own experiences.
Of course, saying it was her own experience, it was actually all things Zeri had learned while following Faen recently. For example, when looking at things, one shouldn't just look at the surface; one must determine the essence of things, and also understand what the people you are helping truly need. To this end, Zeri even specifically brought up the matter of her and Faen going to raid the factory and destroy the energy workshop.
That attack ended with Zeri realizing that the workers' enemy was not the factory, the workers needed the factory. The true enemy was those Chem-Barons who controlled the factory but wantonly squandered human lives for profit.
"And later I found out that even the Chem-Barons themselves are not Zaun's true enemies. It's all the vested interests under this environment of Zaun, and those trade families of Piltover who support the Chem-Barons."
Speaking logically and clearly, although Zeri often didn't understand many things in front of Faen and Soona, that was in front of Faen and others. To Seraphine, Zeri was an out-and-out senior teacher.
See, having only spoken halfway, Zeri felt Seraphine's little gaze full of admiration and worship. This gave Zeri's inner vanity a small satisfaction, and even her waist, which was swaying at a constant speed, gradually accelerated.
The speed increased, the frequency accelerated, and the feeling became stronger. Although Seraphine was right in front of her, knowing that Seraphine didn't know Faen was in the room, Zeri felt taking a little risk shouldn't be a problem, right?...
Thinking this, although reason told Zeri that stopping immediately was the best. But Zeri had always had a somewhat rash and impulsive personality. Because of her dissatisfaction with the Chem-Barons, she fought against them alone, fighting guerrilla warfare. When injured, she would also hide quietly alone to lick her wounds. And when she was still with Faen in the secret base, she couldn't help but secretly do some handicraft work, and then was discovered by Faen, dying socially on the spot, finally giving up her mouth's first time.
Already knowing the taste, Zeri also slowly started to move. While sharing some of her experiences with Seraphine, she moved. But in the end, it got faster and faster. Strong feelings constantly washed over Zeri's nerves. Zeri, who had just been talking endlessly about something, quickly shifted from mainly chatting to mainly serving Faen. Slowly, there were fewer and fewer words, and more and more breathing, which became increasingly rapid.
Even Seraphine looked doubtfully at Zeri, who started to lower her head in silence, quietly indulging in the vortex of love.
"Miss Zeri?" Seraphine asked with some concern.
Hearing Seraphine's voice, Zeri was startled, breaking free slightly from the fence of this pleasure. But just at this moment, Faen gave a slight thrust. The sudden attack made Zeri, who hadn't fully regained consciousness, involuntarily widen her eyes and let out a scream.
"Ah!"
Along with the scream, Zeri's slender legs slipped. Her body leaned forward and subconsciously hugged Seraphine's shoulders directly, supporting herself. This was all fine, but perversely, when slipping, she accidentally pulled the desk lamp on the cabinet nearby.
Zeri didn't notice the lamp behind her had turned on. And looking at Zeri falling over and hugging her shoulders, Seraphine caught Zeri in a panic. But having just caught her, she couldn't help widening her eyes.
Naked, Miss Zeri's smooth figure showed a strange flush. Although the sweaty body was tense as much as possible, upon contact, Seraphine could clearly feel a rhythmic impact coming from Miss Zeri's lower body. Especially now having come to her senses, feeling Zeri leaning against her shoulders subconsciously, Seraphine could even feel the strong love and intense joy Miss Zeri felt in the spirit realm right now through the resonance of melody.
But compared to this spiritual melody, what truly made Seraphine fall into sluggishness was the picture entering her vision.
Jewel-like icy blue eyes followed Zeri's smooth back all the way to the rear. Although there were still curtains hanging down, a clear gap appeared along with Zeri's movements. Coupled with the lit desk lamp, Seraphine could clearly see a shadow, obviously a man, reflected on the curtain, constantly thrusting behind Miss Zeri.
Especially along with the opened gap, entering the vision, that perfect figure couldn't be depicted in its athleticism even by the most excellent sculptors of Piltover. The muscles were plump and solid, reflecting tough lines under the slightly dim light. A few crystal-clear sweat drops dotted it. The rhythmic movements combined with the sense of impact and spiritual resonance coming from Miss Zeri formed a perfect chain. Each thrust felt like it forcibly crashed into Seraphine's brain, occupying all her thoughts, making people fall into sluggishness, directly crashing.
And when the lamp turned on, Faen quickly realized the seriousness of the problem. And just raising his head, he met Seraphine's gaze directly. Feeling the hesitation and confusion in the girl's gaze, Faen realized the current situation. But the current Zeri had already reached the critical point, not knowing she had been exposed, even instinctively swaying her waist to grind the medicine pestle with the lowered flower house...
Taking a deep breath, feeling the confusion and horror in Seraphine's gaze, Faen also increased his speed and strength while making eye contact with the girl, striving to finish as soon as possible.
Thus, in Seraphine's vision, Faen constantly accelerated while looking at her. Strong impact and spiritual joy came from Zeri, making Seraphine's spirit and body produce strange and strong reactions simultaneously.
Faen's deep black eyes dead-locked onto Seraphine's startled gaze, while his waist and hips engaged in almost brutal sprinting. With every heavy strike, that massive, ferocious, vein-bulging, purplish-red meat stick would ruthlessly smash through layers of folds, driving straight into the depths of Zeri's already muddy flower house.
"Squelch! Squish... smack..."
The extremely lewd watery sounds and the crisp sounds of flesh colliding were exceptionally harsh in the dead of the late night. Seraphine widened her eyes. Not only did she see Faen's athletic, rhythmic back, but she also clearly saw that under the barbaric penetration of that giant object, Miss Zeri's flat, slender lower abdomen was being incredibly erotically propped up into a clearly visible stick-like outline with every immersion. A large amount of thick white paste mixed with transparent slutty liquid was constantly brought out and stirred by that steel-rod-like hard organ, turning into sticky foam that dripped pattering onto the bedsheets along the red and swollen crevice where the two joined.
"Ahhhh... Faen... going to be impaled... haah!" Zeri completely lost her reason under the wash of extreme pleasure. She didn't realize at all that her full performance was being watched by her junior, only indulging in that ultimate extreme bliss catalyzed by the joy factor. Her pair of plump doves swayed madly with the violent jolts of her body, and her crimson nipples stood erect and trembled under the reflection of the electric light.
Faen let out a low growl. His hands tightly clamped Zeri's perky waist and buttocks, pulling them back fiercely. At the same time, his waist gave a ruthless deep thrust, burying the entire organ to the root. The eye of the glans opened wide, and scalding, thick semen, like a high-pressure water gun, watered ruthlessly against Zeri's already impossibly sensitive cervix. Zeri arched her snow-white neck and screamed. Her delicate body spasmed violently, and the warm, soft river valley lost control and burst its banks once again. A stream of scalding hot slutty water poured out in a spray, even splashing onto the back of Seraphine's hand holding the window frame.