God Of Crafting

"I made your curiosity grow, you say?" Claire whispered, only to pull on my neck to bring herself up before kicking out with her legs off to the side as her ass slid over my lap all the way to the point where she leaned to the back and rested her rear against my chest, placing her head right below and to the side of mine as she used my shoulder for a temporary pillow.

Then, after a short moment of silence, she pushed her chin up so that she could look up at my face and revealed her mischievous smile, all the while she continued to move her hips a little as if trying to settle better on my lap.

"Are you sure it is your curiosity that grew? Not something else?" she asked right as I felt my pants suddenly growing uncomfortably tight.

"Is this your attempt at changing the topic?" I asked in a slightly stern voice while moving my hands down to her stomach and then… just letting them rest down on Claire's waist in a bit to stop her what started as slightly moving her hips around and now turned into pretty much quite the intense twerk.

"And what if it is?" Claire asked back in a provocative tone while sparks appeared all over her eyes that she kept locked on my face regardless of just how active her rear grew atop my lap.

"Well, isn't it obvious?" I asked in return while raising my right eyebrow in what I hoped she would understand for a look of disapproval. "It's annoying because it's fucking working!"

Just like when I noticed the gap in Claire's charms before, having this natural, comfy beauty of the librarian-type act all slutty while in private was quite the experience.

Then again, the topic I brought up by a total chance was actually a bit too interesting for it to lose against Claire's poor attempt at seducing my thoughts away from it.

"I mean, if you want to do it, I'm game, but… How about you fill me in first?" I pleaded while trying my best not to show just how nice it felt to have her rub herself down on me or just how easy it was for me to drown in those intense, brown eyes of hers.

"Then, how about it, I'm only going to give you some general information… But in place of going to the site and paying them back in kind for what they did, I will do whatever you ask of me instead?"

At this point, Claire brought me dangerously close to the limit of what I was willing… No, what I was capable of enduring.

'Isn't she a bit too skilled at using her charms to her own advantage?' I thought as a hint of restlessness appeared in my soul… Only to serve as a fuel that only further fanned the flames in my soul.

As a result, rather than waiting for Claire to respond, I moved my hands down her waist to her hips and then her ass. But I didn't stop there!

Instead, I kept moving my hands further and further down, even going as far as to lean forward and squeeze Claire down on my lap a little as I did so… All in a bit to bring my hands as far down as Claire's knees.

Then, once I locked my fingers against the middle joint of Claire's legs, I suddenly jerked my hands up, pulling Claire's knees as high as I could without making her slide off my lap.

"Hyaa!" Claire squealed when I suddenly put her in a position as if I was trying to expose her most important place to someone standing right in front of us… even if we were all alone in the room.

But to say I tried to expose her butt and the stuff hidden by it wouldn't be much of a surprise, given how I then let go of one of her legs only to bring my hand right down to her crotch before sliding it even further down, near the area that, despite already having done the deed, we have yet to mention or bring up even once!

With Claire's skirt flipped over, there was nothing but only her panties in the way of my hand as I pressed my fingers down at an area dangerously close to her ass.

"Are you really sure you are ready to pay such a hefty price?" I asked while taking the liberty of enjoying the softness of her thigh with my other hand.

"That's…"

For the first time, Claire hesitated. And in her hesitation, she lost focus and lowered her head, now looking down at where my hand moved rather than up to my face.

"Just like I thought…" I muttered, quickly moving my hands away… Only to bring them up to her face, grab her chin, and lift it up while lowering my own head at the same time.

Before Claire could even have a shot at reacting, I pressed my lips down from above on her mouth, connecting us with a long yet preciously gentle kiss.

A kiss that came to an end when we both parted our mouths to catch a breath… Only for me to move in again, this time using my lips to pry Claire's mouth open as I made my way inside, determined to claim ownership over her soft, wet tongue.

While tensing up in surprise at first, Clarie quickly came to relax as she immersed herself in the now deep kiss, perfectly happy with enjoying it even if my hands made it feel as if I was forcing this kiss on her.

'Why isn't she resisting?' I asked myself when we both paused to take another breath… Only for Claire to push her head up and seek my lips herself, without even the slightest pull of my hands.

'She asked for this, didn't she?' As a certain thought appeared in my head, my mind quickly rushed to find a proper justification for it.

"Then, if you are serious with this offer of yours," I whispered when we parted our lips to take another breath, "then you surely wouldn't mind me claiming those sweet lips of yours, would you?"