God Of Crafting

"We believe we gave birth to a god."

I stared blankly at Chihiro's projection, praying to high heavens for only my torso to be displayed on the other end, as opposed to the whole desk…

And Chihiro's very daughter, grinning as she grabbed a hold of my dick, now mischievously smirked while looking with anticipation up to my face.

"A god, you say?" Chihiro squinted his eyes, clearly unprepared for such a development.

His eyes twitched before the man looked down and to the side a bit.

'Judging by how he focused on my words, it seems that we should be safe…'

Focused on the issue I'd brought up, Chihiro's face continued to give off small hints… Or rather, the fact that he got careless enough to reveal them proved just how shocked he was on the inside.

Yet, despite how crucial of a moment it was…

Claire had no plans to be left on the back burner. And she made it clear when she squeezed her fingers down before starting to jerk her wrist up and down.

"What makes you say so?" Chihiro raised his eyes as he looked sharply straight at my face.

The fact that it was merely the man's projection made it feel pretty uncanny, as if he could perceive me from whatever the distance and obstacles that stood in the way.

And having Claire now rub her face up and down the pulsing vein in my dick only made it feel all the weirder.

"I believe I… went through a strange process right as that energy was about to explode. And for just the slightest instant," I raised my eyes and steeled my face.

A desperate countermeasure in a bid to remain impervious to Claire now puffing her lips out and dragging them up and down my shaft, merely teasing me as if to rub it in just how easily she could break through my resistance.

"For the slightest instant, I believe I saw that energy. It was still there," I stated, the weight of my words great enough for the sense of pressure to help me combat my lust. "Heck," I sighed, "it's quite possible that energy is still there, just dormant."

I shrugged my shoulders as if this wasn't a possibility I noticed pretty much as I vocalized it.

"Energy cannot just… vanish. The fact that we don't understand what happened simply means we need to look closer. And…"

There was this one uncomfortable aspect of the situation, one as minute as the instant I just spoke about.

And it was the fact this energy…

It reacted to my constitution.

It wasn't a clear, precise observation but just an imperfect recollection of events.

What was clear, however, was the feeling when Claire brought her face as far up as she could without entering the range of the camera's view… Only to kiss my tip before hooking her upper lip on it and then slowly pushing her chin down, as if using my dick as a wrench to pry her mouth open.

And just like that… she just breathed into my shaft like an extremely thirsty person would at the sight of cold, refreshing water, as if she was struggling to hold herself back from just chomping at it…

Only to do just that right as I raised my eyes back to the projection, hoping to use her fervent desire to keep the tease on the low, as if edging me not from the finish… but the very feeling of getting edged!

'Shit,' I cursed, desperately holding my expression still while Chihiro carefully processed my words.

"I believe that whatever it is that we've created… It's still right back in the factory. But…" I squinted my eyes, panicking as I desperately clung to the topic, hoping to shower Chihiro with enough reveals for him not to notice anything on my face.

Because the moment Claire slowly pushed her face down my crotch and patiently devoured inch after inch of my dick, I really didn't have enough willpower in myself to resist.

The risk factor only served to amplify all of my senses, making it even harder to resist this damn beautiful and playful girl.

Still, after nailing her throat down on my dick, Claire failed to predict one thing.

And while just looking down on her disheveled hair as she desperately gulped down all of my pride was a perk in itself, it could never match the look of her dreamy, happy, and affectionate face!

"But, in order for us to see if I'm right, we would have to power it up again. Just, with all of that said…" I added, only to then shake my shoulders while putting on a helpless look on my face. "It's still just a series of guesswork, as likely to blow right into our faces as the first attempt did."

Having no other options left, I squeezed my ass down with all my might, as if trying to trap a rat that somehow sneaked between my buttcheeks.

But, just like my power to resist Claire's sucking came closer and closer to collapsing, so did Chihiro's interest in our call.

Not in the meaning of him losing interest in the topic, by any means. Judging by how his eyes moved, however, it was clear to me just how eager he was to end the call and go consult the ins and outs of the idea with someone more qualified to speak up over the issue.

"I see," Chihiro muttered as he nodded his head to himself. "And, just to be sure, you see no other way to test this theory out other than activating the factory again?"

Adding up to all the measures I took to keep my face straight, I now took in a deep breath and held it in, as if losing even the tiniest bit of air on anything but speaking up would come at the cost of my life.

"Right now I believe that to be the case, but this whole thing is still a work in progress, so it would be great if I could get a day to think about it."

For a moment, the two of us simply stared at each other's projection, both waiting for the other to add to the discussion.

"I see, a day it is, then. If you don't have any news by this time tomorrow, we will head to the factory together to try to prove your guess."

Just like that, the call ended, signaled by Chihiro's projection devolving into a thousand tiny laser lines cutting through the air before all of those lines collapsed outwards only to then end up quickly vanishing as the diodes powering them turned off.

"Haaaa….." I breathed out a long sigh of relief while my hands moved down to gently pat Claire's head.

"Haaah!" Claire pulled her face off my dick before taking a long, deep breath, her lungs quite obviously devoid of fresh air after she choked down on my pride for so long.

"I guess this is your win," she muttered with a slight look of dissatisfaction on her face as she brought her hand up to wipe her mouth from the drool. "But…" Claire then called out, only to grab my dick before using it as support as she pulled herself up.

Bit by bit, she climbed up, first to my knees, then brushing her chest against my lap before pushing herself up and bringing her face up to mine for what seemed like a kiss.

Rather than going in for it, though, Claire reached out for the handle of the chair we were at, releasing the hold and causing the both of us to near instantly drop down as the backrest of the chair fell down and only stopped as it pretty much turned into the upper half of a perfectly flat, single bed.

"This isn't over yet, you know?" Claire announced right as the shock of suddenly falling back like that passed, allowing me to see and adore her playful smile. "Now, though, I need you to close your eyes and relax," she then ordered as she wiggled herself into just the most comfortable position atop my lap.

A position that was so familiar to us that through Pavlov's response, I grew ready for action even faster than when Claire started to tease me.

"Don't tell me, you are going with that promise too…?"

Before I could even finish my words, Claire reached out and pressed the inner palm of her hand over my eyes, shielding them from any light while the warmth of her skin made them relax right away.

"And now…" Claire's voice appeared from the left, from a slight distance, right as her other hand moved to rub just the outer lobe of my right ear. "I'm going to give you the best ASMR experience you ever had," Claire continued to softly whisper into my ear, only to end her sentence by gently blowing air right into its opening…

Only to then suddenly pull out, which I sensed by how the way she put her weight down on me changed, while pulling both of her hands back and leaving me just… waiting.

"And did you know that the big part of all them tingles, is…"

Claire shifted her weight on top of me again, forcing me to try even harder not to cheat and open my eyes to see it all happen right before my eyes.

A dedication that was soon rewarded when her voice suddenly assaulted me from the right,"

"… not knowing when and where the next one is coming from~~."