A Writhing Mess R-18

Something clicked in Ryan’s head when he heard Joan’s words, and he quickly pulled away to take in the sight of a writhing mess of his beloved maid.

She was lasciviously exposed. Her breasts were out in the open, but the rest of her were still meticulously clothed and garbed, befitting that of a maid's.

Ryan leaned towards Joan and kissed her in the nape. “Let’s get you out of these first, alright?” Ryan gently whispered in her ear, his hot breath sending butterflies to her stomach.

His fingers smoothly slid up her covered legs, eliciting goosebumps on her fair skin, and quickly tugged off her gartered white stockings.

Ryan planted a tender kiss on her soft and white ankles after he pulled the garment off her legs. He took one look underneath her skirt and saw the damp and sopping undergarment beneath it.

His fingers lightly traced the wet fabric, drawing circles in the middle. With a quick pinch of Ryan’s fingers, he slid it off her legs.

Ryan was tempted to slice it off with the dagger, but Ryan’s body moved almost automatically at this point, wanting to get into the deed as soon as possible.

“Are you really sure about this, Joan?” Ryan asked. He didn't ask out of kindness, but because he wanted to see her reaction.

Her plump lips were parted and her eyes were half-lidded, partially showing her emerald orbs that looked at him with frustration.

Somehow, being in bed unlocked a side to Ryan that he never knew he had. Or perhaps he had always been like this and had only been missing the right moment to expose it.

“Y-yes! I’m very sure!” Joan panted and looked at him with a pleading expression. Her head was already filled with lust, and the initial shyness and reluctance to speak her mind was overcome by her growing need and desire.

“What do you want?” Ryan asked with a teasing smile.

“I… I want you.” Joan’s flushed face grew shades darker when she realized that Ryan was deliberately teasing her.

“Be more specific, Joan,” Ryan said as he glanced at her face. “I don’t know what you want from me.”

“I want… I want you inside of me.” Joan softly muttered. Her reddened chest rose and fell, glistening from being moist as it had been licked and sucked by Ryan not long ago.

The man's question also made her even wetter as well. “I want you to pour all of your love for me, Ryan. Please make me feel whole.”

Ryan nodded and carefully placed her legs above his shoulders.

He wanted to tease and toy with Joan more, but she already answered him well, which made it difficult for him to restrain himself.

Ryan nimbly unbuttoned his pants and palmed his little brother for some temporary relief before pressing it against her opening.

She was long wet and ready for him, so it only took a little effort and nudge from Ryan to slowly thrust inside, enveloped between her folds. A course of pleasure ran all over the two of them, sending electricity down their spines.

“Are you okay?” Ryan asked as he observed Joan’s expression. Her face was still red, and her eyes rolled back a little and her mouth was slightly parted. Lost in pleasure, she numbly nodded.

“Y-yes! Please continue!”

Ryan chuckled and quickly kissed her mouth and steadily picked up the pace. The two of them went at it at a crescendo, Ryan using his stamina to bring the two of them great pleasure. Joan’s fingers tugged helplessly at Ryan’s hair as she dissolved in a panting, moaning, and squealing mess under his body.

Closer and closer.

“A-ah, there! Right there, please do me more!”

The two were about to reach their climax. Joan's insides tightened around him as if milking dry, letting Ryan know that she was about to come. She was begging for his release as much as he did, and soon enough, with one final and strong thrust, Ryan shot his seed within her.

Their bodies were slick with sweat and scent of their arousal and release.

Ryan planted a quick kiss on Joan’s forehead before he rolled to the side, laying down on the spot right next to her. His arms snaked around her waist, pulling her close for a cuddle.

There was a great joy and satisfaction that churned through the two of them, and they glowed from the aftermath of their first time together.

Ryan closed his eyes and buried his face into her hair.

“Mmm… that was amazing.” Ryan murmured. He was beyond satisfied, and while he actually didn’t mind going for another round, he was concerned of overdoing their first time.

Besides, it wasn’t bad to just cuddle after sex. He also enjoyed it.

“T-thank you, Ryan,” Joan softly whispered, still blushing.

When she glanced at the bed sheets, she saw an apparent red stain that signified her first time. The thought that crossed her mind was that she had to wash the bedsheets.

More importantly, she could also feel Ryan’s seed dripping out between her legs. The feeling and sight turned her on, and she bit down on her lip to suppress herself.

“Oh right, contraceptives. Do you have any with you, Joan, or do we need to make a quick midnight dash to the marketplace here?” Ryan asked her. Since it was a world of magic and sorcery, he knew that they had their own way of dealing with unprotected sex.

Joan blushed and tried to get up. “I-I… it’s standard for a maid to have contraceptives on hand, Ryan. Not for their own, but for their employers if they need to use it. I… I will go up now and take it shortly, and I’ll also clean the bed sheets too.”

Ryan was satisfied with how efficient the Luxem bodyguards were in terms of their preparation for every possible incident that needed immediate solutions.

He cleared his throat and took Joan’s hand with his.

“I was happy to do it with you, Joan. I’m glad that you’re my first time… and while we need to use contraceptives first, I want to let you know that in the future, I would like the idea of having you by my side and for us to have children of our own,” Ryan said.