Now, as the sun drove its rays through the shudders, I was contemplating my next steps. He was still asleep, and I was laying there, cuddling him. I decided it would be best to get up, get dressed, and start my research. I was reading up on the language of the elves in middle earth, deciding if that would be useful in making magic. Since 9th-century runes worked, then why not other magical-seeming languages? It would have a lot more versatility. Jet started to wake up to the tapping of me taking notes. After saving my notes, I looked at him trying to look shy, then gave a small “Good morning sleepy”

“Gah- Good morning,” He looked at me with a confused yawn growing. I had brushed my hair and cleaned my face with a water basin left in the room for that purpose. “You look good. Ummm… do you remember…” He asked, looking like he wasn't sure if last night had happened.

“Remember what? Last night? Of course, I do. I got cold so I decided to cuddle with you.” I answered innocently. “You made my night much warmer. Thank you.” I was toying with him, trying to see if he would be more specific.

“Yes, I noticed, but did I, or I mean…. Did you?” He was looking more and more flustered. I hadn't realized he was more guiltless than I was. As it turns out, I'm a lot less innocent than I thought. I was having too much fun with this. I continued to look at him with innocent fluttering eyes. He continued stammering. “I mean to say that you are very beautiful, and I may have had improper thoughts after you came up to me. You were quite soft, and I thought you were awake.”

I had to stop him. His face was almost more red than a tomato. “Oh, you mean when you let me snuggle and rub up close to your warmth? I do remember. It was quite a memorable night. Thank you for that.” He looked down at his stomach, seemingly just noticing the dried mess. “You were even a gentleman and didn’t finish inside me. Did you want some help with that?” Somehow he went even redder.

“I wouldn’t presume, I mean, I can take care of…”He stood up, accidentally showing off his very obvious erection. He covered it up, but I ignored that he was hiding it.

“That is really a mess. I guess I should help since I helped make it.” I got up, set my laptop on a table, then swayed over to the basin where I had a cloth ready to be used. It was slightly damp and quite cold. He was petrified, not knowing how to handle the situation. I held the rag down and started cleaning his stomach. “You will need to move your hands. I'm sure it's quite a mess, and I wouldn't want to leave you dirty for your long day.” He didn’t move his hands, but he didn't prevent me from shifting them. Once his abdomen was cleaned off, moved the cloth to his manhood.

“Ohhhh, that’s cold!” He exclaimed. I didn’t stop and didn’t let him stop me. He tried to back away but fell back onto the bed. I followed, straddling his knees.

“Oh… Did I make him cold? I'll probably that." I had cleaned most of the residue off, so I wanted to warm him up. He had started to shrink, so I put my mouth around his chilled member. “Ith at btter?” I asked with a mouthful of the smooth skin of his tip, making sure to move my tongue as much as possible. I traced along the place just under his tip with the tip of my tongue. I felt this same kind of arousal last night. A sensation that is definitely the male orgasmic experience. I moved my mouth down a bit and made a few more muffled noises with my tongue caressing every sensitive spot, making noises like I was trying to explain myself.

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His response was unintelligible. It was like he was trying to talk, but didn't know how to. “Whath” I asked obliviously. “I cauldent har yho" My speech was garbled, but I wasn’t trying to speak intelligibly. I was trying to make it as distracting as possible. I started licking him like a lollipop, moving my slick tongue up his length slowly, then back down. The building started. I pretended to be finding dirty areas, and licked and sucked and rubbed my lips gently all over the "dirty" spots. I was trying not to fully feel the sensations myself, but it was hard. Whatever this was that allowed me to feel everything he was feeling was unreal. So much sensation, but I had to ignore it. After only a minute or two of this "cleaning", he was peeking, The rising tension built slow and steady, and I stopped just after the point of no return. I managed to stop myself from climaxing. It was hard, but being edged is better than being ruined. He was not as lucky. He was ruined. I knew he felt himself pulsing, but without the explosion of pleasure that came with it. I felt very powerful at that moment. I am the queen here.

I pretended to be startled but didn't do anything else. I let him spill all over his own stomach. “Oh no. I didn't realize you were going to finish. I was just getting him clean. I’ll clean up the new mess as well”. I wipe up the new, smaller mess. “There we go, All clean,” I said brightly. “Now we have things to do today. Any chance you could get some more money for us to use?” I ask. “I could use some materials.”

Class unlocked: Seductress

A Seductress is a woman, or creature that can mimic a woman, that plays with the feelings of sexual partners to get an advantage in life.

Trait evolved - From sharing to Controlled sharing.

Skills unlocked

Speech at Rank E

Seduction increased to Rank C

Intercourse Lore increased to rank D

Kink Lore Rank F

As this is your first trait evolution, Here is a small explanation. Any class, Trait, or skill can be evolved into a more potent or specialized, or controlled version of itself. In this case, your sharing of sensation with a partner/partners, or nearby persons, can be toggled or decreased to one specific party.

He looks flustered, overstimulated, and desperate, but doesn't know how to respond. After a few moments, he replies "I could handle that." Will you do that again? He appeared to ask with his eyes. out loud he asked, "What do you need?”

I gave him a shopping list, which looked like English to me, and Jet was able to read it, but he came from another simulation. It's strange, but I guess they could have a perfect translation. I wonder how puns will translate. I made sure to go up to him and give him a soft brush of the lips. I could feel his internal shudder. This trait is quite useful. He left, so I decided to look at my second day's character sheet.

This definitely looks interesting. Now I understand why I have charisma. I didn’t realize reading every erotica, High Fantasy, and gaming novel could have such a profound effect. All the masturbating probably helped…. Oh well. I now can play with someone else to get my pleasure.