Evening Sex

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After my task, I washed myself with care, knowing my company will appreciate the fresh scent of herbs on my skin. I stole extra towels at the bathhouse, knowing some spillage may occur in my bed tonight. I smiled, apprehending his presence.

I put on clean clothes and open my oil lamp. It was early but I had no interest to be anywhere else.

I opened my book back where I left off. Enjoying the escapade of tales of old times.

Soon I heard the door closing behind me.

I saw him locking the door, smiling with a folded pile of fabric in his hand.

"how..?"

I didn't hear him even open the door.

I got up. He put his uniform on the desk and put a small bottle on the nightstand and turn to me. I grabbed his head with both hands, kissing him. I was fueled with certitude and desire of skin. He pushed me on my chair, saddling me. His wrists on each side of my neck :

"don't be too hasty... I wish to have more time with your cock tonight... I hope it's something your body could manage" Levi Said.

My cheeks got warm.
Shameful of ejaculating in seconds this morning,
so eager to prove myself
Control me, Use me

"what do you want from me?" I asked.

He put a finger on my nose :

"Good. I want you to follow my instructions... Virgin boy... and everything will be alright and if you are fine enough... you won't be virgin before midnight"

I gulped. Oh good lord I felt like my virgin 14yo self, seeing a naked whore for the first time.

I nodded.

He got up and put his boot on my knee, lifting his chin to command me to remove it. I unbuckled the straps and unlaced, kissed his upper knee and slid the boot away. He put his other boot on my leg, and I repeated.

"Good Little Sergeant" He said.

My cock beat in my pants like a second heart.

"up now" Levi said

I got up and I saw him blow the lamp and heard him sitting on the desk.

"Clothes off !" he commanded.

The light of the moon behind the curtains let a smooth blue tone in the room. I saw him, long slender legs crossed, sitting on the desk, inspecting me while I pulled aside my clothes. I was already hard as a rock and he hasn't touched my skin yet.

"Good... Good. Hands behind the neck. Make a turn for me... slowly"

I executed, embarrassed of being aroused of a carceral inspection.

"wonderful... you are such an exquisite piece of humankind." he said.

His fingers impatiently flickering on the table and pointed with his foot in front of him.

"come here"

The frisky air made goosebumps .

"on your knee Big Boy..."

He grabbed my neck softly and pushed me down. I arched an eyebrow. I felt on the ground, my body having no will on its own.

Having power in the bedroom, he said.

How anyone could resist this.

He put his soft cold fingers under my chin, making me lift towards his mouth, kissing me softly.

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