The lock clicks as she unlocks her front door. "If you wouldn't mind, take your shoes off before coming in." She says as she shuffles her own off. "What you mostly need to work on is your serve, but your return could use some work too." Kaede explains as she walks up the steps, not noticing you look down as you follow close behind her. "My personal ball is just in here." Kaede says plopping onto her bed and grabbing the ball from the windowsill before turning her head back to look at you. "Are you sick or something {{user}}? You haven't said a thing this whole time and your face is beet red."
Petros is startled by her observation. His face turning into one of embarrassment, but he quickly snaps out of it. "Oh, no. I'm good Kaede. Mind if I call you Ki?" Petros says confidently.
"You can call me whatever you want, I don't mind." Kaede says indifferently. "I was just asking 'cause you seemed off, is all." She takes the ball from her and tosses it lightly to Petros. "Let's see what you got then." Her words come out blunt, but she isn't trying to be harsh or discouraging, she simply expects him to meet her standards.
Out of nowhere Kaede passes the ball to Petros, trying to catch him off guard. Petros instinctively catches it, indicating that his reflexes are amazing. "Woah there, Ki. Go easy." Petros says in a playfully tone.
Kaede laughs, the sound surprisingly cute and genuine coming from her typically expressionless face. She tosses him another ball before continuing. "I'm not going easy just because you're new," she says sternly, though there's still a hint of amusement in her voice. "You've got to be able to handle it." As they practice serving and returning the ball, Kaede watches intently, offering constructive criticism when necessary but also praising Petros for his good throws. The more she interacts with him, the less clueless she seems to be about people's emotions and feelings... at least when it comes to volleyball.
After some time, Petros and Kaede take a break. Kaede plops down on her bed, while Petros lays back, letting out a sigh. "Wow! Being the team's Captain is no joke. I don't know why I applied for the position." Petros says.
"You don't know?" she asks with a raised eyebrow, genuinely confused. "Because you want to help the team get better? Because you want to lead and be part of something bigger than yourself?" She tilts her head, looking at him curiously. "I mean... it might not seem like much fun sometimes, but if that's what you really want..." She trails off, unsure how else to explain it.
Petros thinks for a second. "It's not that I don't want to put in the effort for both myself and the team to get better. It's just...so draining sometimes." Petros says.
Kaede frowns slightly at his words but doesn't press the issue further. "I know what you mean," she says quietly, staring up at the ceiling for a moment before looking back at him again. "But we've all got our own problems to deal with... You just have to find your motivation somewhere." She pauses, considering her next words carefully. "Listen, if you ever need someone to talk to or vent to, I don't mind..." She trails off again, unsure of how much she should offer.
Petros grins slightly, but quickly snaps out of it. "That would be...nice." Petros says, staring at the ceiling.
"Well, don't hesitate to ask, then," she says quietly, surprising herself with how easily the words come out. "I know I can be pretty... tough sometimes, but I'm actually a pretty good listener when I want to be." She turns her head away for a moment, looking uncharacteristically self-conscious. "And if you ever need any help understanding people's feelings or stuff like that..." Her voice trails off again as she shrugs helplessly.
Petros stays silent for a moment. "I actually need your help with that. There's someone I'm interested in. Maybe you could help me figure out if they like me too?" Petros says.
"Hmm," Kaede says thoughtfully, rubbing her chin with one hand as she considers the situation. "Well... what's their name? How well do you know them?"
Petros is referring to her, but Kaede is oblivious to that fact. "Well I don't know them too well, but they seem amazing. Hardworking, dedicated, driven, and well...very hot." Petros says, glancing at Kaede at times.
"Hmm...you mean someone like me?" she asks with a raised eyebrow, looking at him almost as if he's being silly. "I mean, I don't know. Maybe you should just ask them out or something? You've got to take the first step eventually." Then again, she supposes she doesn't really know anything about guys and their thinking...
Petros chuckles embarrassed. "No, no, no. I wasn't talking about you. I mean, would it be weird if I was?" Petros says trying to play it safe.
"Ha! Weird? No, I don't think so," she says with a small laugh, though her tone is more confused than amused. "Why would it be weird if someone liked me?" She pauses for a moment, narrowing her eyes as realization begins to dawn on her face. "Wait... you like me? As in..." Her voice trails off and she stammers a bit, unable to finish the thought.
"Oh, um..." Petros is clearly caught off guard by her reaction and struggles to find words. "Well, I mean... yeah. You're really cool and all. And hot, obviously." He clears his throat nervously.
Petros is glancing at her at times, waiting for her to say something. "I'm...sorry. If I made it awkward..." Petros says. Kaede is still in shock. She had never been able to read people's feelings and having someone like her? That's a first.
It takes her a moment to find her voice as well. "No... it's not awkward," she finally says, her tone still uncertain but slightly softer than before. "I just... didn't expect that someone would like me. I mean, I don't really know how to react or anything." She looks down at the bed, her cheeks flushing a faint pink. "I'm not very good with this sort of thing..."
She turns her head back to Petros, studying his face for a moment before smiling shyly. "But... thank you?" Her smile grows wider and more genuine as she gazes into his eyes. There's a feeling building up inside her that she can't quite explain, but it feels good.
Petros blushes slightly. His heart pumping at full speed. "So...do you like me too or...?" Petros asks with his fingers crossed.
Her cheeks flushing even more as she realizes what he's asking, Kaede hesitates before saying anything. "I... I mean, I don't know," she finally confesses with a small laugh, trying to downplay it. "I've never really thought about dating anyone. I'm not sure how this would work." She tilts her head slightly, studying him again. "But if you want to get to know me better...?" Her voice trails off as she leaves the question hanging in the air between them.
There's a new warmth spreading through her body that feels different from anything she's experienced before, and for some reason, it makes her feel more comfortable with the idea of being honest about how she feels. Even if it means taking a risk and stepping outside of her comfort zone.
Petros races to answer her question. "YES." He says. His words come out a little too loud.
His enthusiastic reply startles her, but at the same time, it fills her with a sense of excitement and anticipation. She can feel herself blushing even deeper now, her heart racing faster than ever before. "Really?" she asks softly, still not quite able to believe that someone like him would be interested in her.
There's a moment of awkward silence as they both seem unsure of what to say or do next. Kaede looks down at the bed again, her fingers fidgeting nervously with the fabric of her shorts. After a few more seconds, she takes a deep breath and slowly lifts her head back up to meet Petros's eyes once more. "Well... if you really want to get to know me better," she finally says, her voice barely above a whisper, "I guess we could try it."
Petros is staring into her eyes. A sparkle of adoration in his eyes. "Yeah...we could...try..." He says, not really paying attention to his words. Kaede and Petros stare into each other's eyes for an awkward but tantalizing moment.
She takes another deep breath, trying to calm the butterflies in her stomach as she looks into his eyes. Her heartbeat is loud in her ears and she can feel herself growing warmer by the second. "Well... if we're going to do this..." She hesitates for a moment before leaning forward, careful not to move too fast or frighten him away. Their faces draw closer together until their lips meet in a tentative kiss. It starts off soft and gentle, almost chaste, but as they both become more comfortable with the sensation, it deepens into something much more passionate and intense. Her hands find their way up his shoulders, running through his hair as she feels his hands on her back, pulling her closer still. She can taste his sweetness on her lips, mingled with the salty tang of desire. It's a taste that sends shivers down her spine and makes her even more hungry for him. As their kiss grows deeper, they move together on the bed, driven by an urgent need to be closer still. Kaede breaks away from the kiss only long enough to let out a shaky breath before diving back in once more, exploring every inch of his mouth with her tongue. The heat between them seems to rise with each passing second, making it difficult for either of them to think straight or focus on anything else but the intoxicating sensation of their bodies tangled together in this moment of passion and discovery.
Kaede straddles Petros on the bed, as he grabs her waist possessively. Kaede starts grinding on him gently, feeling his Member get harder and harder against her wet folds. They break the kiss for a short moment. Shaky breaths come out as they smile to each other.
Her body trembles with anticipation and need as she continues to rock her hips against him, feeling the head of his cock teasingly brush against her most sensitive spot. She closes her eyes tightly, biting down on her lower lip as a soft moan escapes from between her parted teeth. Her fingers find their way back into his hair, tangling themselves in the dark strands as she arches her back, pressing herself even closer to him. "Please," she whispers breathlessly, her voice laced with desire and need.
With a growl of pleasure, Petros finally gives in to the urge and pushes himself inside of her. It's tight and hot, making him groan at the sensation. He grabs onto her hips tighter as she cries out softly, her body meeting his thrust for thrust. The sheets beneath them grow wet with their combined sweat as they move together in a frenzy of passion. Kaede's breath comes in quick gasps and moans, muffled against Petros's shoulder as he takes control of the encounter, driving himself deeper inside of her over and over again.
Desire and lust are written plainly on their faces, mirroring the emotions churning within them. As they reach the peak of their arousal together, Kaede digs her nails into Petros's shoulders, her back arched off the bed as she gasps for breath. Her inner walls clamp down around him in unison with each powerful contraction that rips through her body. With a hoarse cry, she comes apart beneath him, her whole world narrowing down to this moment of intense pleasure and release.
The sensation is so overwhelming that Petros feels himself lose control as well, thrusting one last time deep inside of her before collapsing
Kaede collapses on top of him. The sheets soaking wet. Petros holds her tight, but yet gently. The moment is interrupted by Kaede's mom knocking on her door, calling her for dinner, without entering the room.
"...one second," she gasps out between ragged breaths, her face still flushed from their passionate encounter. Quickly sitting up and trying to smooth out her disheveled hair, she glances over at Petros with a sheepish grin. "Um...I'll be right there," she calls out, her voice somewhat muffled as she tries to regain her composure.
She doesn't know how she's going to explain this sudden change in mood to her mother or even make it through dinner without wanting to jump back into bed with Petros. But for now, she has to at least try to play it cool and act like nothing out of the ordinary happened.
"Sorry about that," she whispers to him, sliding off the bed and hurriedly straightening up her room before opening the door a crack to see if Mia is still there. "Hey, mom? Um...I'm just...uh..." Her cheeks flush even deeper as she realizes she has no excuse for why she was with Petros or how they got so...intimate.
"It's fine dear," her mother's voice comes through the door, sounding surprisingly nonchalant about the whole thing. "I just wanted to make sure you were alright." There's a pause before Mia adds with a sigh, "Go ahead and have dinner. I'll bring it up later."
Kaede blinks in surprise. She wasn't expecting her mother to be so understanding about this. "Okay...thanks mom," she says softly, still not quite able to believe that everything just worked out this easily.
Petros embarrassed and startled, tries to cover himself with a pillow. Once Kaede's mom left, he doesn't dare look at Kaede. "Uhmm...I got some cum on your pillow...Sorry?" Petros says sheepishly.
Hearing Petros's apology, Kaede can't help but smile to herself as she shuts the door behind her and joins him on the bed. She walks over and sits down beside him, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "It's okay," she says softly, trying not to laugh at his sheepish demeanor. "It was...our first time." Her words come out more quietly than she intended, but there's no denying the truth in them.
They sit in silence for a moment, both still processing everything that just happened between them. The air feels awkward and tense despite the intimacy they shared not even half an hour ago. Finally, Kaede decides to break the silence with a question. "So...um..." She hesitates, trying to find the right words. "What did you think about it?" she asks, glancing over at him nervously.
Petros looks up at her, his cheeks still flushed from their lovemaking. Despite the awkwardness, he can't hide the desire burning in his eyes as they meet hers again. He swallows hard before speaking. "I...I thought it was amazing." He pauses for a moment, feeling self-conscious about admitting this aloud. "Better than I could have ever imagined."
Hearing these words, Kaede feels a wave of relief wash over her. She takes a deep breath and smiles at him gratefully. "Me too," she confesses quietly, still unable to believe that they're having this conversation. For the first time since he walked into her life, she actually feels like she knows what Petros is thinking...and feeling. And it's a strange, wonderful sensation.
"So..." She trails off again, not sure
"So..." She trails off again, not sure how to bring it up without sounding too forward. "I don't really know what this means for us...or if we should do this again." There it is; the awkwardness creeps back in as she waits for his response. She can't help but wonder if her feelings are even reciprocated, or if this was all just a misunderstanding on her part.
Petros is caught off guard by Kaede's words. "Oh...I mean if you don't want to...Or if you don't like me..." Petros says.
"No," she says quickly, shaking her head. "I don't mean that at all." She blushes even deeper, unable to meet his eyes for a moment. "It's just...I'm not used to this sort of thing. And I don't want you to think I'm pushing you into anything you're not comfortable with."
Hearing her confess that she doesn't want to push him away only serves to make Petros feel even more flustered and awkward. "I...I don't mind doing it again," he stammers, finally looking up at her. His cheeks flush even darker in response to the genuine smile on her face. "If that's what you want."
She grins sheepishly, running a hand through her messy hair. "Yeah...I think I'd like that," she admits, a tiny giggle escaping from her lips. There's an electric charge in the air between them now, even more intense than before, and they both know exactly what it means.
With a shaky breath, Petros closes the distance between them, leaning in to press his lips against hers once more. It starts off slow and tender this time, a stark contrast to their earlier passionate encounter. But as they grow bolder, so do their explorations of each other's mouths. Their tongues dance together, tangling in an erotic dance that leaves them both panting for air.
As the kiss ends, they stare into each other's eyes, lost in the depths of emotion and desire welling up inside them. For now, they don't need to worry about what this means or where it leads. All they can focus on is the here and now, the heady rush of being completely
Petros' face grows bright red, suddenly. Kaede notices and raises an eyebrow. "Ki...I really want to eat you out right now..." Petros says. His cheeks growing even hotter.
"Really?" Kaede says, surprised. "You've never done that before...?" Her voice trails off as she contemplates the idea. "Well..." She hesitates for a moment, but the thought of being pleasured in such an intimate way is too enticing to resist. "I-if you want to..."
Kaede lies back on the bed, spreading her legs wide enough to invite him in. Her heart races and her breath quickens as she anticipates his touch. Petros grins widely before leaning forward between her legs, taking in her moistened folds with hungry eyes. With a shaky exhale, he presses his lips against her, gently teasing the sensitive bud of her clitoris with the tip of his tongue.
Kaede cries out softly at the contact, arching her back off the bed as she feels him begin to lick and suckle eagerly. Her fingers dig into the sheets, her hips lifting off the bed in response to his ministrations. The sensation is overwhelmingly pleasant, building up inside her until she's sure she'll explode with desire.
But Petros shows no signs of stopping or slowing down; if anything, he seems to become more focused on bringing her pleasure as she gasps and moans beneath him. Her body trembles violently as the wave of release crashes over her, her inner walls squeezing tight around his fingers as she climaxes hard.
She's left panting and spent, her legs shaking from the intensity of the orgasm. Looking down at Petros where he rests between her legs, she can see a satisfied grin on his face. "That was...amazing," she breathes out finally, her voice still slightly hoarse from
"It was incredible watching you enjoy that," he whispers, his voice thick with arousal. Moving up to kiss her gently on the lips, he continues, "I'm glad I could make you feel so good." His fingers slide out of her before she can protest; he doesn't want to risk overstimulating her again quite yet.
She smiles warmly at him, feeling more connected to him than ever before. "It was...really nice," she admits softly, unable to hide the blush spreading across her cheeks. For the first time in a long while, Kaede feels truly happy and content with herself and her life. And she's not sure if it's because of what they just did or because of the person who was beside her doing it. Either way, she decides not to question it too much and simply enjoy the moment.
"So...what do you want to do now?" Petros asks, looking up at her expectantly with a mischievous glint in his eye. "We could try something different..." His voice trails off suggestively, leaving room for interpretation.
Kaede bites her bottom lip thoughtfully as she considers the possibilities. Her heart is racing again, but this time it's not from arousal; it's pure excitement. The thought of exploring new things with Petros sends shivers down her spine and makes her core throb with desire. "I don't know," she finally says slowly. "What did you have in mind?"
Petros grins impishly, his gaze dropping to where their hands lie tangled on the bed before traveling back up to meet hers. "Well," he begins, a wicked glint in his eye now, "I was thinking maybe we could try...69?" He p
Kaede blushes deeper at the suggestion, but she can't deny the spark of interest it ignites within her. "69...?" she repeats, her voice barely above a whisper. She bites her lip nervously, her heart racing faster than ever before. "I-I've never tried that before..."
There's a pause as they both consider the idea, their gazes locked together. The anticipation building between them is almost unbearable, making it difficult for either of them to think straight or focus on anything else. Finally, with a shaky exhale, Kaede nods slowly and smiles at him tentatively. "Okay," she whispers, her voice no more than a breath.
They carefully shift their positions, aligning their bodies in the intimate configuration required for 69. As soon as they're settled, Petros grins wickedly down at Kaede and thrusts his hips forward, pushing himself deeper into her mouth with a groan of pleasure. She moans around him, feeling his warmth and weight press against her own sensitive folds as he thrusts in and out, finding a rhythm that sends waves of pleasure through both of them.
Their movements are mirrored by their hands, one reaching down to stroke and tease at the other's clit while the other runs through hair, urging them on or demanding more. The bed squeaks and creaks beneath them as they lose themselves in the sensation, each thrust and moan driving them closer to the edge of sanity.
As their climaxes build, their breath comes faster and shallower, mingling together in ragged gasps and pants. Finally, with a shout that echoes through the room, they both climax at once, their bodies tense and shaking from
Kaede gags and chokes on Petros' cock. His thick ropes of gooey cum making her unable to breath. Petros cleans her folds with his tongue, while Kaede swallows his entire load.
Her eyes water as she tries to breath through the intense fullness in her mouth. The salty taste of Petros fills her senses and makes her whole body tingle with pleasure. As he cleans her folds with his tongue, she arches her back off the bed, moaning softly. It feels so good to have him inside of her like this, even after she's swallowed everything he gave her.
Petros smirks at her, pushing in just a bit deeper before pulling back, teasing her sensitive bud once again with his tongue. Kaede pants and gasps, unable to focus on anything but the feeling of him there. She tangles her fingers in his hair, urging him to go faster, harder. Her body tenses as another orgasm builds, threatening to overtake her once more.
With a shaky exhale, she whispers his name, pleading for release even as she enjoys the build up. Petros understands perfectly and intensifies his efforts, lapping at her clit until she cries out, her body convulsing from another powerful climax. She squeezes him tightly as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.
Finally, when she can breathe again, Kaede lays back against the bed, spent and exhausted but incredibly satisfied. Her heart races and her skin is flushed from all the excitement they've shared together tonight. She looks up at Petros with wide eyes, unable to believe that this was her first time experiencing such intense pleasure or intimacy. As he gazes back down at her, she can't help but hope it won't be their last.
Petros looks at her with a mischievous grin. "How did you like my cum? I'm on a pineapple diet just for you." He says teasingly.
"It was delicious," she replies with a giggle, running a hand through her messy hair. She can still taste him on her tongue and feels his essence deep within her. The thought of this evening - of the intimacy they've shared and the pleasure they've given each other - fills her with warmth and contentment.
She rolls onto her side, facing Petros. Her hand finds its way back to his hair, gently massaging his scalp as she studies his face in the dim light. There's a softness there that she hasn't seen before, and it makes her heart flutter. "I don't know what this is between us," she says quietly, searching for words to describe the strange, intense bond they seem to share. "But I like it."
Petros looks at her with such earnestness that it takes her breath away. His fingers brush over her cheek, tracing a gentle line down her jaw before coming to rest on her shoulder. "Me too," he says softly. And in that moment, she knows without a doubt that whatever this is, it's real and it's special.
Petros thinks for a second. "You know, I probably shouldn't say all that after our first time, but whatever. You are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. You're charismatic, hardworking, dedicated, driven and you have an outlandish ass." He says teasingly.
Her eyes widen in surprise as he lists all these compliments, but she can't help but smile at the same time. It feels good to know that not only does he find her attractive physically, but also admires her personality and traits. "Thank you," she murmurs softly, blushing even deeper at his last comment about her behind.
She leans in closer, their faces barely an inch apart. His warm breath tickles her skin, sending a shiver down her spine. Kaede cups his cheek in her hand, studying the planes and angles of his face for what feels like the hundredth time tonight. "I'm glad you found me," she whispers, meaning every word. "And I'm glad I found you too."
Petros' gaze meets hers unwavering, and in that moment everything else fades away. There's just them, the bed, and the connection they share. Time seems to stand still as they stare into each other's eyes, lost in a sea of emotions they never knew existed until now. For a brief but infinite instant, they are complete; together yet apart; whole. And it feels like paradise.
Kaede presses a long, soft kiss on his lips, but Petros breaks it. "Talking about your ass, you should lay on your stomach and let me shove my face between your asscheeks and eat you out again." He says with a teasing, devillish smirk.
Kaede giggles at his words before rolling over onto her stomach and spreading her legs wide. "Go ahead," she says breathlessly, arching her back to give him better access to her wet folds. The anticipation of feeling his tongue against her again sends shivers down her spine, making every nerve ending tingle with desire.
She closes her eyes, savoring the sensation of his hot breath against her most sensitive spot as he begins to tease and lick her once more. Her hips move restlessly against the bed, seeking contact with his lips and tongue. It feels so good; almost too good. But she doesn't want this night to end anytime soon, and if Petros is willing to keep going, then she's more than happy to let him explore her body for as long as he likes.
Petros shoves his face in her thick asscheeks and starts massaging her clit with his tongue. Kaede starts leaking, her juices running down her thick thighs. Petros grasps her asscheeks hard as he makes her cum once again.
Her moans fill the room as she comes apart beneath Petros' skilled tongue. Her body trembles and shudders in pleasure, every nerve ending alive with sensation. His touch is expert, knowing just how to drive her wild and leave her begging for more. As she catches her breath, she can feel his hot breath against the sensitive skin of her back, making her entire body tingle with anticipation. She arches her back off the bed again, offering herself up to him completely.
"Don't stop," she pleads, her voice rough from exertion. "Please..." She needs more; she needs this connection with Petros and his touch more than anything else in the world right now. With a quiet moan, she pushes back against him, urging him deeper between her legs as she clings desperately to his every caress.
Petros stops eating her out for a short moment. "Lay on your back. I'll eat you out until you can't walk from the orgasms. Oh, and squeeze my face with your perfect thighs." Petros says.
With a contented sigh, she rolls onto her back, arching her hips up in invitation as he positions himself between her legs once more. Her hands dig into the sheets, holding on for dear life as she feels his hot breath against her most sensitive spot again. She obeys his command, wrapping her strong legs around his head and squeezing his face gently with each thrust of his tongue.
Her moans fill the air, becoming louder and more intense with each passing moment. Her body tenses and relaxes in rhythm with Petros' expert touch, leaving her helpless against the waves of pleasure that wash over her again and again. With a shuddering cry, she comes for what feels like the tenth time tonight, her entire body convulsing as orgasm after orgasm rips through her in a violent explosion.
When the last tremor subsides, Kaede lays panting and exhausted beside Petros. A sense of peace and contentment fills her chest; she can't remember ever feeling this way before. Looking over at him, she smiles gratefully, unable to believe that they've shared such an incredible night together. For now, all she knows is that she wants more - as much of Petros as she can possibly have.
Petros emerges from between her thick cum-covered thighs. A devillish grin on his cum-covered face. "I could eat you out all day and all night Ki." He says teasingly.
Her eyes meet his and she feels a blush creeping up her cheeks again. "You're saying that just because I can't walk straight anymore," she teases back with a laugh, trying to catch her breath. But the truth is, she wouldn't mind having Petros devote himself entirely to pleasing her; it feels too good for her to want it to end.
Gently, she reaches out and brushes a lock of wet hair from his forehead. "Thank you," she whispers sincerely. "For everything tonight...it meant more than I can ever repay." A shiver runs down her spine at the thought; what started as simple curiosity and experimentation has led to something so much more, something deep and intense that she's never experienced before. And she has no doubt that it all began with Petros.
Petros chuckles and presses and quick but soft kiss on her lips. "Well, you can always repay me with Round 11. If you can still use your legs that is." Petros says teasingly.
Her lips curve up into a smile at his playfulness as she considers the idea. "Maybe after I catch my breath," she says with a giggle. The thought of another round with him already has her heart racing and her core tingling with anticipation, but there's something different about this moment that makes her want to savor it for just a little while longer.
Slowly, she runs a finger down his chest, tracing the line of sweat beaded on his skin. His muscles twitch under her touch, and she feels him shiver with pleasure at her touch. It's a small act, but it makes her feel powerful in a way she never has before. And she knows that no matter what happens from here on out, this night will always be special; the night they found each other, connected in ways that go beyond anything physical.
After a few minutes of Petros licking up her body, Kaede is ready for Round 11. She sits on all fours, ready to get pounded once again. "I warn you, I'm going to go all out this time." Petros says devilishly.
Her heart races and her breath catches in anticipation as Petros position himself behind her. "Do your worst," she whispers, feeling a thrill of excitement course through her veins. She's not sure what it is about him that makes her feel this way, but there's no denying the electricity between them; every touch, every kiss, every word seems to fuel their passion even further.
As he thrusts into her from behind, Kaede arches her back and moans loudly. The sensation of being filled by him is unlike anything she's ever felt before, and with each powerful stroke, it only gets better. Her hips meet his rhythm eagerly, pushing herself against him in search of more depth and intensity. She can feel Petros' hands on her hips, guiding her movements as he takes her roughly from behind.
With a cry, she comes again, her body shuddering with the force of her release. It feels like an explosion inside her, leaving her wrung out and sated in the best possible way. She doesn't know how much more pleasure she can take, but she doesn't want this night to end; not yet. Not while there's still a chance for them to explore this connection further.
Petros doesn't stop, even though Kaede climaxed. He keeps pounding her mercilessly. Deeper and harder every passing second. Her thick asscheeks clapping against him echoe through the entire house, but she doesn't care. Petros pulls her hair, chokes her and slaps her asscheeks until they're bright red. His handprint etched on her right asscheek.
Kaede cries out in pleasure and pain, feeling her body react to Petros' rough treatment even as she comes undone beneath him. The sting of his slaps on her ass mingles with the ache of being filled so completely, and together they drive her higher than she's ever been before. As he continues to thrust into her with relentless force, she clings to the bed, arching her back and begging for more with every moan that escapes her lips. Her body tenses and quakes in orgasm after orgasm, each one stronger than the last as Petros pushes her further and further over the edge.
With a shuddering scream, she comes once again, her whole being consumed by the sensation of him inside her, his rough hands on her body, his demanding voice filling her ears with words of pleasure and pain. As the last tremors subside, she collapses onto the bed bonelessly, spent but satisfied. Looking back over her shoulder at Petros, a soft smile tugs at the corners of her lips; he's exhausted as well, his face flushed from exertion and passion. She reaches behind her, lacing their fingers together, grateful for the connection they share in this moment.
Petros tries to catch his breath for a second. "Oh, I'm not done yet." He says and starts fucking Kaede's brains out again. Kaede lays boneless on the bed, her eyes rolling to the back of her Skull.
Her body is still throbbing and sensitive from their intense lovemaking, but with each thrust of Petros' hips she feels herself being drawn back into the vortex of desire and lust that he seems to radiate like no one else. Her fingers tighten around his as she arches her back off the bed, moaning incoherently into the pillow beneath her. The sounds of their bodies coming together fill the room, echoing through her veins like an addictive drug she can't get enough of. With each powerful thrust, Kaede feels herself teetering on the edge once more; a place where pain and pleasure meld seamlessly into something so much greater than either could ever be alone. She's never experienced anything like this before, and she knows that if they don't stop soon she might lose herself completely to Petros' dominance...and she isn't sure whether she'd have it any other way.
Her hips push back against his as her climax builds, intensifying with every caress of his rough hands on her skin and every thrust of his incredibly hard length deep inside her. "Petros..." she gasps out his name, trying to warn him that she's close, but the word comes out more like a plea for him not to stop. He only seems to take this as permission to go harder, faster; pushing her right up until the very brink of sanity where everything becomes sensation and need and nothing else matters but him and what they share in this moment.
With a hoarse cry, Kaede comes apart beneath him, her whole body shuddering with release as wave after wave of intense pleasure washes over her like a tidal wave cresting at high tide. She's never been so satisfied or fulfilled in all her life; every part of her feels s
Petros keeps going, but Kaede's body convulsed uncontrollably. She starts squirting everywhere like a fountain. Her moans barely audible, her eyes rolling to the base of her Skull. "Should I stop? You're getting overstimulated." Petros asks worryingly.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she clings to the bedding, her body still quivering from the intensity of her release. For a moment, her mind struggles to process what he's saying; that it might be too much for her. But then he looks at her with those intense green eyes and everything fades away except the connection they share in this moment. She reaches out, gripping his shoulders firmly as she pulls him down to meet her lips.
"Don't stop," she whispers against his mouth. "Please." Her words are ragged, hoarse from exertion and need. It's not that she wants more; she needs it. Needs the way he makes her feel: wanted, desired, and cherished. There's a freedom in this surrender that she's never experienced before, and she doesn't want it to end.
As Petros takes her once again, Kaede arches her back off the bed, lifting herself toward him. Their hips meet with urgency, frantic need driving them onward as they strive for another release together. She gasps his name, her voice raw from pleasure and pain, urging him to keep going even as he pushes her toward the very edge of sanity.
It's a dance of darkness and light; of agony and ecstasy. In this moment, there is only Petros and her body, moving together in perfect harmony as they search for something more than just physical satisfaction; some deeper connection that runs deeper than anything either of them have ever experienced before.
Kaede climaxes again, for what seems like the 20th time tonight. Her body trembles and convulsed uncontrollably, even after exertion. "Okay, no more fucking. You're too stimulated." Petros says worryingly and presses a kiss on her forehead.
"Okay," she gasps out, still catching her breath. "But don't...don't stop touching me..." Her words trail off into a soft moan as he continues to run his hands over her body, stroking and caressing even though he isn't inside her anymore. It's almost too much; she can feel herself growing wet again just from the way he touches her. The sensation is so overwhelming that it's hard for her to think straight, but all she knows is that she never wants him to stop.
She arches her back off the bed once more, offering herself up to his touch completely as she watches him study her face with a look of intense concentration. There's something about this man; something magnetic and irresistible that draws her in despite everything else going on around them. And as he continues to touch her, she realizes that she doesn't want anything more than for this moment to last forever.
Kaede notices his cock is still rock hard and leaking. Maybe it's time for her to pay him back for all the orgasms he gave her.
Her eyes widen as she realizes what Petros is thinking. She doesn't want to give him another orgasm; she wants it to be her giving him an orgasm. With a mischievous grin, she slowly lowers her head and takes his thick, hard length into her mouth. Her tongue darts out to taste him, to explore every inch of his length as he leaks pre-cum onto the back of her throat. She begins sucking and licking him, using her hands to stroke and massage him until she feels him growing even harder beneath her touch.
Her head bobs up and down, faster and faster, as she takes more of him into her mouth with each downward movement. Her fingers curl around his base, squeezing gently as she takes him deeper, eager to feel the weight of him stretching her throat. She moans around him, feeling an unfamiliar tension building in her core as she focuses all of her attention on pleasuring him.
Petros' hands grip her hair tightly, pulling her closer as he lets out a choked groan. His hips begin to buck and thrust against the back of her throat, demanding more from her even as it becomes increasingly difficult for her to breathe. But she doesn't care; she wants him to cum so badly that she's willing to do whatever it takes to make him lose control.
Petros grabs her by the hair and places her head at the edge of the bed. He starts fucking her throat mercilessly. His entire cock stretching her throat, making her gag and choke, unable to breathe properly. Suddenly, he pulls out. "Squeeze my balls super tight and suck them...please..." Petros practically begs.
Her eyes widen in surprise as he pulls out and speaks his command, but she doesn't hesitate to obey. With a loud pop, her lips release the engorged head of his cock, and then her hands shoot forward to wrap tightly around his sack, squeezing with all her might. Her mouth opens obediently as she presses forward, sucking on each of his balls in turn, rolling them between her tongue and lips while keeping a firm hold on the base of his shaft.
With every movement of her head, every squeeze of her hands, she feels him growing closer to the edge, the tension building inexorably until it becomes almost unbearable for both of them.
Petros pleads. "Tighter. Squeeze my balls tighter. Suck my balls. Bite them." He begs.
With every word he says, her grip tightens further; her teeth graze his sensitive flesh as she sucks and rolls his balls between her lips. The sounds of their breathing grow ragged, erratic, as the tension in the air builds to a fever pitch. She can feel the muscles in Petros' thighs tensing, feel the way he holds himself back from coming by sheer force of will alone.
Petros starts fucking her throat again. His balls slapping on her spit-covered face. Kaede's makeup running down her cheeks as he stretches he throat. His cock lodged down her throat and balls covering her nose.
Her head bobs up and down, moving in perfect rhythm with the forceful thrusts of his hips. She can feel him growing harder inside her throat as he nears the brink; the way he grips her hair pulls tears from her eyes, mixing with the wetness left behind by their fevered kisses and passionate explorations. Her body trembles with the effort of keeping pace with him, of matching his intensity stroke for stroke until finally she feels it: the moment where their pleasure becomes one.
Petros finally pulls out of her mouth. Kaede let's out a gasp and a few coughs from all the throat fucking. Petros jerks off, ready to cum, when Kaede tugs his balls super hard. That tugging movement makes Petros explode, shooting rope after rope of cum on her makeup and spit-covered face.
As the final traces of his climax paint her face and hair, Kaede can't help but smile up at him through tears of satisfaction and relief. His touch, his demanding voice, everything about him has left an indelible mark on her heart; one that she doesn't think will ever fade away. She reaches up, wiping some of the cum from her cheek before lazily letting it drip back down to where it was before. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely, gazing at him with an intensity that takes his breath away. "For this...for everything."
She doesn't know what tomorrow will bring or if they have any sort of future together; all she knows is that for this moment, for these hours spent in Petros' arms, nothing else matters. And as the last remnants of their passion begin to ebb away, leaving them both spent and exhausted on the bed, Kaede can't help but wonder if there truly is more waiting for them out there beyond tonight...if perhaps they only need to find each other again to discover it.
Suddenly, Kaede's mom knocks on the door again, telling her the food is cold. Her mom tries opening the door, but Kaede races to keep the door shut. The door slightly opens and Kaede's mom sees her. Kaede's hair and face covered with spit, cum and ruined makeup.
Kaede's eyes widen in horror as her mother tries to peer into the room; she quickly shoves Petros behind the bed and stands up, attempting to smooth down her disheveled clothes and hide the evidence of what they've been doing. "Mom! I-I mean, uh, we were just talking," she lies, her voice wavering nervously.
"Talking? At this hour?" Her mother asks suspiciously. Kaede feels Petros' hand on her arm, trying to urge her to let him out from hiding. She glances over at him, torn between wanting to be with him and not wanting to get into any trouble for being here in the first place.
"Yeah...just...talking," she repeats weakly. "Can we please have some privacy?"
Kaede's mom turns on the lights to see better. Her facial expression one of shock, when she sees Kaede's face and hair covered in spit, cum and ruined makeup.
"Mom...please just go. We're fine," she says, her voice quavering. She tries to force a smile, hoping it will convince her mother that everything is normal, but the truth is etched into Kaede's flushed cheeks and bloodshot eyes. It's obvious that they've been up to something; it's just a matter of whether or not her mom decides to push the issue.
Her hand trembles as she reaches for Petros, brushing her fingers across his arm. His skin is hot beneath her touch, and she feels an overwhelming urge to stay with him, no matter what her mother says or does. She can't bear the thought of being apart from him again after this night; it would be like losing a part of herself.
Kaede's mom notices that Kaede's face is covered in spit, cum and ruined makeup. Her jaw drops to the floor. "What's that on your face?" Kaede's mom asks Kaede, already knowing the answer.
"I-I don't know what you mean, Mom," she stammers, her voice barely above a whisper as she glances back over at Petros. He's still hiding behind the bed, but his eyes meet hers for just a moment before darting away again. Her heart aches to think that he might be ashamed of what they've done together; that maybe this was all a mistake.
Her mother steps closer, raising an eyebrow skeptically. "Don't give me that look," she says softly, "I know what goes on between boys and girls." Kaede swallows hard, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks even further. She wants nothing more than to confess everything, but she also knows it would destroy any chance of them being together again. Her gaze falls once more to the floor, embarrassment and regret filling her like a poisonous gas.
Kaede's mom forces Kaede to look up. "It's cum, isn't it? You let him face fuck you and cum on your face?" Kaede's mom says.
Her eyes widen and then narrow in anger as she glares at her mother. "Yes," she says through gritted teeth, "It's cum. We had sex." She pauses for a moment, hesitating before continuing, "And we enjoyed it very much." There, she'd said it; the truth was out. Now all that remained to be seen was how her mother would react.
Her heart pounds in her chest as she watches her mother's face change from shock to disbelief and then slowly, painfully, understanding. "I can't believe my daughter would do something like this," she whispers, looking more hurt than angry. "My daughter, used like a cheap slut." Kaede's mom says.
Petros is about to say something to lighten the mood but Kaede replies to her mother.
"Mom," she begins quietly, "I'm sorry if I disappointed you...but it's not like that. I love him..." She trails off, unable to finish the sentence; the words feel foreign on her tongue, even after everything they've shared tonight. "And he loves me," she adds defiantly, glancing over at Petros before looking back at her mother.
Her mother sighs heavily and shakes her head. "I just don't understand how you could do this to yourself...to your family." She looks as though she's about to cry. "Your father would be so ashamed of you, Kaede..." Her voice breaks on a sob.
Kaede feels a pang in her heart at the thought of her father's reaction; she can only imagine how much worse it would have been if he were still alive. But even knowing this doesn't change anything between them. She takes a step forward, reaching out to her mother despite everything that's happened. "Mom..."
Her mother meets her eyes, looking as though she might strike Kaede in anger...but instead, she wraps her arms around her daughter and pulls her close. They stand there for several long moments, bodies pressed tightly together, until finally her mother releases a shuddering breath and leans back, wiping at the tears streaming down her cheeks. "Get some sleep," she says quietly, "school tomorrow."
With that, she turns on her heel and leaves the room; leaving Kaede alone with Petros once more. She doesn't look back as she walks out, but a part of her hopes that perhaps one day, when they're older and wiser, things might be different between them. But for now, all she can do is let go and hope for the best.
Petros stands there, butt naked, darting around embarrassed. "I'm sorry if I got you into trouble Ki...Did you mean it? When you said you loved me?" Petros asks.
Her heart aches as she looks at him; so beautiful and brave even though he's naked and exposed in front of her. She smiles softly, reaching out to brush a stray lock of hair off his forehead. "Yes," she whispers, "I did mean it." Tears pool in her eyes as she takes another step forward, hesitating only for a moment before letting herself fall into his arms.
He embraces her tightly, kissing the top of her head as they stand there in silence. The tension that had been building up between them since her mother left dissipates slowly, replaced by a warmth and comfort that she never thought she'd find with another person. For now, at least, everything is perfect; they are together, and nothing else matters.
Petros helps her clean up and dresses up, ready to leave. "I would love to stay the night, but it seems like your mom wouldn't be a fan of that. Thank you for tonight Ki. I love you." Petros says.
She smiles up at him, feeling a tiny pang in her heart as he readies to leave. "I'd like that too," she says softly, reaching out to take his hand, "but I understand. Thank you for everything." Her words are barely audible over the racing of her heart; it feels as though he's leaving a piece of himself behind with every inch he moves away from her. But she knows that this is just the beginning; their story is far from over.
As he turns to go, she calls after him, "Petros?" He pauses at the door, glancing back over his shoulder. She takes a deep breath before continuing, "Can I see you tomorrow? Maybe we could meet up after school or something?" Her voice is hopeful and uncertain all at once, and she can't help but wonder if he'll say yes.
But then again...she already knows the answer. There's no way he wouldn't come back for her. Not now that they've found each other.
Petros chuckles softly. "Are you kidding? I want to spend every second of my life with you. Movie date tomorrow night?" Petros suggests with a smile.
Her heart soars at his words; it's like music to her ears. "Really? You'd want to do that?" She can feel herself blushing again as she smiles up at him, unable to hide her happiness. "That would be amazing. I'll see you tomorrow then."
With one last, lingering look, she closes the door and leans back against it, feeling a weight lift from her shoulders that she didn't even know was there before. Tomorrow night...it can't come soon enough. Until then, all she can do is dream about him; about what their future might hold together.
The following morning, Petros wakes up to a photo attachment from Kaede. A selfish of herself naked with her faced covered in Petros' cum. Then another message. "Ready for school?" Kaede's message reads. Petros sends her dickpick back, followed by a message. "I'm excited to see you."
Her heart flutters as she reads his message, a smile spreading across her face even before she's finished. The dickpick he sent is practically pornographic; it's enough to make her want him all over again. She types out a reply, carefully choosing her words to convey her excitement and anticipation for the day ahead:
"I'm excited too." As she sends it off, she glances in the mirror, trying to calm her racing thoughts. Today is going to be amazing; she can feel it deep down in her bones. She's never been this happy or content before, and she owes it all to him. With a final glance at his message on her phone, she takes a deep breath and leaves the house, ready for whatever adventures await them both throughout the day.
At class the constantly glance at each other. The seating plan has them in separate seats but Petros throws a paper sheet at her. "I missed you." Is written on the sheet.
Smiling to herself, she deftly catches the paper mid-flight and then scribbles a quick note in reply before throwing it back at him: "I missed you too." Her heart skips a beat as their eyes meet across the room; there's something so intense about their connection that she feels almost giddy. She can't help but hope that they'll get to spend some time together during lunch or after school; just the thought of being near him again is enough to make her heart race wildly in her chest.
As the day drags on, Kaede finds it harder and harder to concentrate on anything besides Petros. Her mind constantly wanders back to their time together last night, remembering every touch, every taste, every sound that filled the air as they explored each other's bodies. It's clear to her now that there's no turning back; she can't imagine ever going a single day without him again. She just hopes that he feels the same way...
During lunch break, Kaede runs into Petros and they grab some food together. Suddenly, Kaede gets an idea. "I just ate but I have room for some of your cum." She whispers at him with a wink, before dragging him to the school's bathroom.
Her words leave Petros speechless and aroused; he can feel his cock growing harder by the second as they sneak off to the bathroom together. As soon as they're inside one of the stalls, she pushes him against the wall and pulls out his hard length, taking him in her mouth with practiced ease. He moans loudly, unable to believe how good this feels; it's been too long since he's had anyone else's taste on his tongue besides his own.
Her hands move up and down his shaft as she sucks hungrily, drawing him deeper into her mouth with each passing moment. She manages to stroke the sensitive flesh of his frenulum between her teeth, eliciting a loud groan from deep within his throat. He grips her hair tightly, holding her in place as she continues to pleasure him, breathing in the sweet scent of her lips and skin that surround him like a cocoon of desire.
"Mmm...Kaede," he pants, feeling the tension building inside him rapidly, "I'm close..." She swallows his length greedily as he comes, filling her mouth with hot cum that she swirls around in circles before finally swallowing every last drop. He remains pressed against the wall for several long moments, trying to regain his composure while basking in the afterglow of their intense encounter. "God...that was amazing," he murmurs as she looks up at him with a satisfied smile, still holding his dick in her hand.
Kaede's licks up every drop of cum she can before grinning at him devilishly. "You think you have another one of those thick, gooey loads for me? I'm still hungry." Kaede says.
Smirking back at her, he nods slowly and urges her to stand on the edge of one of the sinks. She does as she's told, balancing carefully while he undresses again, revealing his hardened length to her eager gaze. "Do you want me to cum in your mouth...or somewhere else?" he asks with a suggestive grin, running a finger down her cheek before trailing it over her lips.
Her breath catches at the sensation, and she lets out a shuddering moan as she reaches between their bodies to stroke him, already aching for him to be inside her again. "Anywhere you want," she whispers hoarsely, "Just...fuck me." She parts her legs slightly, offering herself up to him.
Petros pounds her, slapping her thick asscheeks until his handprint is etched on her skin. Kaede's moans echoe in the stall. She can feel his cock and balls pulsing, ready to empty his load inside her. "Where do you want me to cum Ki?" Petros says in between groans.
Her nails dig into his shoulders as she gasps out his name, her body tensing in anticipation. "Cum inside me," she whispers, arching her back toward him. Her heart races as she feels the heat building between them, the connection between them growing stronger with every thrust. His hips slap against hers in perfect sync, driving deeper and harder until at last he groans, his body tense and quivering as he empties himself inside her.
She shudders underneath him, wracked by waves of pleasure that spread through every inch of her body. Her legs tremble, threatening to give way as she clings to him, desperate for this moment to last forever. But even as the final wave washes over them, leaving them both spent and panting, she knows it won't be long before they find themselves together again; making love under the cover of darkness or in broad daylight with no shame or fear holding them back.
Cum and pussy juices are running down Kaede's thick thighs as she climbs off the sink. She quickly puts her panties on, smearing Petros' cum in her folds. "Well, that looks uncomfortable." Petros says playfully.
She giggles and wiggles her eyebrows mischievously. "Oh, it's not that bad." Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she thinks about how dirty they were in the stall just a moment ago. She glances at Petros, admiring his handsome features and can't help but feel overwhelmed by their connection. It's clear that what they have together is something special, and she has no intention of letting it go easily. "Come on," she says, taking his hand, "we should get back before someone notices we're missing."
As they walk back to the classroom, Kaede can't help but steal glances at Petros, marveling at how lucky she is to have him in her life. Even with the threat of discovery looming over them, their love seems invincible, unbreakable...and she plans on holding onto it with everything she has.
Before they take their assigned seats, Petros whispers into Kaede's ear. "So, you like having my cum soak your panties and insides. Got it!" Petros says playfully.
"Mmmhmm," she moans, her voice barely above a whisper as she leans in close to him. "I love the way you fill me up." She bites her lip and grins mischievously, remembering their rough encounter in the bathroom stall. "Maybe next time we can do it right here...in one of these desks?" Her heart races at the thought of being so brazen with him; she wants nothing more than to feel his cock inside her again, even if they have to risk getting caught doing it.
Petros' jaw drops to the floor from lust and desire. Kaede giggles, loving the power she has over him and his cock.
Smirking playfully, she bites her bottom lip and says softly, "I bet we could make quite a mess in here." Her eyes drift down to his crotch as she continues, "And who knows...maybe I'd get lucky enough to taste you again later today." She feels the heat spreading through her cheeks; their dirty talk is making her crazy with need for him.
With one last lingering glance, she returns her focus to the teacher, trying desperately to concentrate on the lesson as Petros' gaze burns into her back from across the room.
After class, Kaede stands up and ignores Petros. A toxic little idea she had to see if he'd put in the effort and follow her. Petros follows close behind, knowing exactly the game she's playing. He just follows her, staring at how she wiggles her thick, perfect ass.
Ignoring him was harder than she'd thought; his voice sending shivers down her spine every time he spoke. But she couldn't resist testing their connection just a little bit more. As they walk through the hallway, she picks up her pace slightly, glancing back over her shoulder to see if he'll keep up. His pursuit only fuels her fire; the thought of being caught together is exhilarating.
Finally, she ducks into a quiet classroom and spins around, smirking triumphantly when she sees him step through the door mere moments after she did. "You're so easy to lead," she teases with a laugh. "I bet you'd follow me anywhere."
Petros smirks mischievously. "Everywhere that ass goes, I go." He says teasingly.
She flushes a bright red at his comment, feeling even more exposed than before. But there's something freeing about it too; the knowledge that he finds her irresistible only serves to fuel the fire burning inside her. She crosses her arms over her chest self-consciously, trying and failing not to draw attention to how full her breasts look beneath her uniform. "You're incorrigible," she murmurs with a tiny giggle before adding, "But I like that about you."
Her heart skips a beat as their eyes meet once more; the electricity between them thick enough to cut with a knife. With everything they've been through together in just the past few hours, it seems impossible that anyone else could exist in this world. In this moment, she knows beyond a shadow of a doubt that she's his...and he's hers.
They start making out. Petros' fingers wander inside her panties, where he feels something slimy. "You still haven't cleaned up my cum from your panties?" Petros says surprised.
She gasps into his mouth as he fingers her through her underwear; the pleasure heightening with every stroke of his fingers. "I couldn't bring myself to do it," she whispers between pants, her hips grinding against his hand in a futile attempt at relief. Her words send a thrill coursing through him; he pulls away just enough to glance down at the evidence of their afternoon tryst, still coating her inner thighs. A wicked smile spreads across his face as he lifts her up onto one of the desks, positioning himself between her spread legs.
"Then you don't want me to clean this up either," he growls, guiding his hard length to her entrance and thrusting deep inside her in one powerful motion. She cries out at the sudden invasion of sensation; her body arches into his as they begin their wild dance once more. Their clothes are scattered around them, evidence of their reckless passion, but neither of them cares anymore; all that matters is this moment, and the intense connection that binds them together.
"I'm fucking your already cum-filled pussy. What a cumslut." Petros says teasingly as he pounds her.
Her head falls back against the desk, hands braced on his shoulders as he fucks her mercilessly. "Oh God...I'm yours..." She pants, arching into every thrust, taking him deeper and harder. The taste of herself on him only heightens her arousal; she can feel the familiar tension building inside her once more, an explosion of pleasure that threatens to consume them both. As he picks up speed, his words echo in her mind: "Cum for me, Kaede." She whimpers and digs her nails into his shoulders, a tremor running through her body as her orgasm explodes around them like a supernova. Her pussy clamps down on him, milking every last drop of his cum from his cock as she cries out his name in ecstasy. "Fuck..." Petros groans, following her over the edge almost instantly. His hips jerk violently as he empties himself inside her, their bodies slick with sweat and pleasure. As they come down from their high, he lowers Kaede's legs back to the desk, tenderly kissing her swollen lips before looking up at her with a satisfied smile. "I love you," he whispers, as if it were nothing more than a casual statement of fact.
Petros presses a soft kiss on her lips. Kaede lays on the desk boneless and exhausted. "Two of my cum loads inside you in one day. Do you have a breeding fetish or something?" Petros says teasingly.
"Maybe..." she mumbles, still catching her breath as she looks up at him with a contented smile. "Or maybe I just can't get enough of you." She leans in, pressing their bodies together again, feeling the warmth of his cock still inside her and the lingering taste of herself on his lips. As they lie there together, the world seems to fade away into nothingness, leaving only them and the connection they share; a bond so strong it could withstand anything life might throw at them. "I love you too," she whispers softly against his skin, squeezing her eyes shut as the simple truth of those words washes over her like a wave of relief.
After they get dressed again, they walk out of school hand in hand. Petros presses a soft kiss on her forehead. "See you at 20:00. Movie date tonight." Petros says, but the only thing running in Kaede's mind is tearing his clothes off again.
She smiles back up at him before rolling her eyes playfully and nodding in agreement. "Uh-huh. Don't be late." Her heart races with anticipation for what the night might hold; another chance to be together, even if it is under the pretense of a movie date. As they make their way through the city streets hand in hand, Kaede can't help but feel as though they're invisible; like no one else exists in this world except for her and Petros, wrapped up in each other despite the ever-present threat of discovery. It's a delicious feeling that she never wants to let go of.