I lowered my head again, and she stretched to meet me upon noticing. We met again as I stroked her wet cheek. She mirrored my move and cupped my cheek with a trembling hand. My hand slipped down, crossing her neck and brushing along her side until I found her hip and held it.

Elma broke away from me. "I'm prepared to accept all of you, sir."

"Nah, not tonight. This isn't about me." I kissed her neck as sweetly as I could. "Tonight's about you."

"Then..." She abruptly jerked me upward, separating me from her neck.

"Huh? Did I do something wrong?"

She grabbed my right hand and (aggressively) placed it on her left tit... I just kind of stared at her as her skin became redder--if someone had seen her, they might not believe she was gray-skinned.

"E-Elma?"

She let out a sigh of relief. "I knew I wouldn't feel as repulsed."

I lifted my hand from her chest, but when I did, she lowered her towel with a nervous smile. "W-What do you think?"

I could die right there. Her breasts--those round delights were accented with nipples as black as her hands. I lowered myself down and planted my lips on one. Elma winced but let me suck on her. I felt her nipple growing hard against my tongue. I separated because I wanted to see it and saw them getting pinker as they became more erect.

"Wow," I whispered.

I lowered myself again, excited to see what other secrets her body hid. The moment I made contact with that nip, Elma made a small whimper and held onto my hair. I could feel the pricks of her mana touching my scalp... It was possible there might be a time limit to how long I could enjoy my time with her.

Urged by that deadline, my left hand found its way down her body. I grazed her thigh and found her crevice. She opened her legs slightly as I approached. I heard a sharp inhale--she might have been holding her breath. My hand inched closer until I found that slippery and hot mound.

"Oh god..." she whispered, panting heavily. The trembling in her hands increased.

I rubbed the entrance for a few moments, wetting my finger well, and then slipped that ring finger in. She hugged my head against her chest and I took that as the signal to relieve her with a 'come here' motion. Her tunnel squeezed my finger as it moved, her breathy sighs accentuating my movements. I didn't forget to massage her tiny nipple either. The two movements seemed to please her... though I was a little sad I wasn't kissing her properly. That aside, I started noticing that my finger was tingling, but in a good way.

"Something feels strange," Elma said. "Something's building." She squeezed my hand between her thighs. "I'm not sure what this is--"

"Just let it go, Elma," I said.

Her lower half started spasming as she held my head tighter against her chest. Three more moves, and she started jerking violently as she muffled a moan. I broke free from her hug and went for her lips, taking her by surprise as her legs struggled. In that chaos, our tongues met, and she attacked me, strangling my tongue with her own.

I pulled my finger out and found her swollen bulb. I pressed and played with it as vigorously as she kept going at my tongue. She moaned throughout our kiss as her lower half jerked so much it could cause an earthquake.

When she came, she screamed as loud as she could. I stopped playing with her clit, and she spoke immediately.

"Don't stop yet!"

We kissed passionately. Our night wasn't ending just yet. One hand returned to playing with her clit as the other fondled her breasts while she explored my shaft with her hand. Her stroking got faster and I plunged two fingers into her. After a few minutes of this, she wrapped her arms around me, pulling us together tightly. My fingers were still inside her, stirring her up.

The pressure in her womb must have been intense, because Elma started panting hard and moaning. A single twitch was enough to make her shudder, and her walls clenched tight around my fingers. With every twitch that squeezed them, they buzzed. Finally--

"I can't anymore!" she cried as she broke from me.

She held my shoulders as she spasmed wildly, letting out orgasmic screams. I watched her body shake and flex as she moaned. And then I noticed her mana again--it was coming out at a faster pace. I was so distracted I didn't notice how much was already flooding the room. When she started calming down, I started coughing.

"Hack--oof--"

She tried to console me with a hand, but she was too exhausted to form words. I gestured that I wanted to lie down, and she scooched over, letting me fall face-first into a pillow I then proceeded to hack a lung up on.

"Fainn, I'm sorry," she said, stroking my head with one hand and fanning away her mana with the other. She was still panting.

"It's okay, it's okay..." I looked at her with one eye. "Are you okay? Was that good?"

She giggled. "It was really nice." She brought her head closer to mine as tears rolled down her cheek. "It was really nice."

I reached over and wrapped my arm around her. "I want you, Elma."

"Uhuh," she said, wiping her own tears. "Thank you, Fainn."