Reincarnated With SSS Deathless Skill in Female Dominated World!

Chapter 117 Hot springs (4) [R-18]

Chapter 117: Hot springs (4) [R-18]

Hunter was no longer foreign to sex, nor was he filled with so much horniness that he would once again commit the same mistake he had made with Aimee. Even if he didn't want to think of his golden-haired girlfriend, the sex experience with her would significantly help him make Seraphina's first time the best.

Back then, it could be said that Hunter leaped at Aimee and devoured her. She remained like his food on the table, letting him eat her up. It meant that he hadn't shown her himself and was solely focused on his selfishness. At times, he was considerate of her, but not enough.

Only after some time did Aimee see her beloved's bare body.

In her honeyed mood, she hadn't really told him off for that, but Hunter caught the hint.

'There would have been a lot of complications had I ended up with Seraphina's first,' Hunter inwardly thought as he steeled himself to be the proper guide for Seraphina's development. The complications he had thought about were naturally because of Seraphina's mature beauty. Depending on the places, her body was either appropriately ample or slender. Her pretty face was mature and sharp, with hints of sexiness and loveliness mixed like paint. Thus, a virgin Hunter would never be able to control himself well in front of her naked and flushing self.

He was different, however.

"How am I?" Hunter took a few steps back to only get Seraphina's eyes attention. He spread his arms on either side of his body, smiling. There were pale red patches on his cheeks now that he displayed himself nearly bare to his beloved, and those were surely not because he had left the hot springs. "Well, sorry for being unable to control myself down there."

Indeed, it was quite hot to showcase oneself like that to the person one had fallen for, but Hunter was blessed to have a really pretty woman by his side. That turned into him being unable to keep his cold blood in check. And that cold liquid turned hot as it flooded his manhood, raising it.

He was far from his peak, but the bump on his pants was nothing like what Seraphina had ever seen before. Absentminded, she extended her hand to Hunter's cheek and rested her palm on his face while gazing into his eyes. It wasn't just a mere escape from the rising cock in his pants.

"You're different now…" Seraphina whispered, hovering her gaze on Hunter's handsome face. The usual hint of cuteness he had because of him still being in his late teens was nowhere to be seen. Since Hunter had taken the initiative to be the man in this room and sheathed himself in the seriousness and care for her, Seraphina could only see the best of him.

Or perhaps she was seeing what she really needed in her life—a person who would make her the happiest in the world. That person turned out to be a man, and they were in an intimate relationship, so it could be said that affection had glazed over her eyes.

It felt nice, however.

Wearing those glasses of love, Seraphina grew much bolder and more confident. She lifted her other free hand and put it on Hunter's chest. She had seen it so many times in those hot springs; in fact, Hunter rarely wore a shirt nowadays. Never ever was it exposed to her like that, however, and she began to want to lay on him and rub her cheeks on him.

Confidence increased more and more as Hunter kept smiling warmly at her, enjoying those maiden-like reactions, taking it in wholeheartedly. It was just so adorable to see his wild beast of a teammate being so delicate. At times, Seraphina developed a skill similar to Aimee, and she just could tell whenever he was smiling or feeling good.

That unique link between lovers reeled her onto him, and she once again winded her arms around him. This time, she was on Hunter's front, splaying herself on him under his eyes. Yet, Seraphina didn't seem to be bothered by it, and her boldness had bordered freedom now that she started meekly nuzzling up to him, her cheeks brushing his chest.

She inhaled his smell, felt more of him, and melted deeper into his chiseled muscles. At some point, she grew aware that she was in front of him, and what she had been doing was all seen by him. Hunter also could see more of her, starting from her face, breasts pressing onto him, and even her ass gently shaking as she made her moves on him.

Despite having so much access, Hunter had only asked if he could stroke her hair, which Seraphina agreed to by purring into his chest. Only that had been asked and done by him.

Realizing so much, Seraphina's eyes watered. Her glasses of love slid on her nose as she listened to Hunter's heartbeat. In fact, wearing those wouldn't make any difference. She wanted to listen to the strain of his heart, sleep on his chest, and have him hold more of her.

Those feelings weren't put on her by any magic. If anything, she had developed them on her own.

That was the cue Seraphina needed to overcome her past and understand that she, in the end, was a woman who was naturally into sex.

She slid her index finger into Hunter's pants and hooked them, "Can I peek there?"

"Go ahead," Hunter smiled.

Catching the periphery of Hunter's briefs as well, Seraphina drew her hand back and thrust her eyes into his crotch, witnessing what Hunter had there. Whether it was at its peak or not, his cock was already hard and veiny, rearing to have some action.

The sight hadn't scared Seraphina in the slightest. Instead, it had taken out some of her wilderness that would, in the future, develop into her being crazy in bed. However, still being a maiden who had just overcome her past, Seraphina could only smile at her beloved's girth and look up to peek into his eyes.

"I have seen enough," she said with a deep smile.

Hunter nodded and suggested, "How about you grip it like you do your sword?" A grave mistake.

Seraphina heeded his words and slipped her hand into his pants, clutching his manhood. For a moment, Hunter felt like she had yanked it off him. No pain whatsoever filled him. Just a moment of vanity. Pain then hit him like a truck, and he buckled his legs as Seraphina's grip was too much for him.

"Ugh…" he groaned.

Having a tone of amusement and nervousness, Seraphina asked, "Hunter?"

"It's fine… maybe not like a sword, but… just tender to me gently," Hunter gave up on comparisons as he heaved a heavy sigh of relief.

Feeling much more love and affection as well as lust sheathing her, Seraphina took a few steps back and mimicked Hunter's action, throwing her arms to either side of her curves. She was as though welcoming him for an embrace, but her next words betrayed her real intent.

"Choke my breasts like you choke your enemies?" she asked after some thinking. At this point, Sera didn't want to bring Aimee into their time or even make reference to her. The last thing she wanted Hunter to do was to do her like he did her. It was their unique time, after all.

It wasn't like she could tell him to punch her tits, however. Thus, the wild Seraphina alluded to choking enemies as it'd mean her beloved would fondle her breast with enough passion and force.

Even without those words he would, but Seraphina had been using Hunter as a reference, too. She wanted to tempt him to jump onto her.

Nonetheless, the words had been said.

And Hunter had obeyed.

"Nghhh!" Seraphina moaned with a mixture of pain as Hunter cradled her breasts too passionately. It was quite too much, and he also somehow stuffed too much force into his hands. But as he started sinking his fingers into her soft flesh, the pleasure overdone the pain.

Sera also grew more used to foreign hands in this erogenous zone. It only kept getting better and better as Hunter kneaded her chest. He was also worried he had made a mistake that could revert all of their development, so Hunter lowered his head and went for what he was pretty good at—kissing.

Even before having more intimate relationships in his life, he had been practicing that and developed quite good skills.

Although he failed to ask Seraphina for approval, she had parted her lips and invited him in, for she had seen more than enough kissing, too. Their tongues intertwined, and Hunter proved his experience by turning his partner's mind blank as he sucked on her.

All she could feel was pleasure stemming from their kiss and his hands draping her boobs.

When Hunter broke the kiss to give his partner a break, Seraphina's moans were now only fraught with pleasure as she wanted more and more.

And so did Hunter, as his cock raged in his pants.

He never allowed himself to be muddled with the passion, however—at least not entirely.

"I want to feel more of you, Sera… can I?" he asked, his left hand giving up on her breast. He put it on her waist gently, then hinted at his desire to claw her ass. He'd love to go down below onto her snatch already, but Hunter inferred he needed to build more passion within them.

Seraphina agreed, "You can, but only if you keep fondling my breast and kissing me."

"Those are terms I wholeheartedly agree."

The partners genuinely smiled, then proceeded to have lots of body contact.

Sera added, "I also want to cop your ass."

"Fine, fine," Hunter grinned.