"Are you sure about that? What if it was getting worse again, while we're asleep?", Nathalie asked, as she lied stiffly in front of him, trying to not move at all, afraid she could trigger something by doing so.
"It will get worse anyway, dear. No matter if you're awake or asleep. But as long as you are, there is a chance, that it will take longer, until it's starting to affect us both again, right?", Gabriel hummed soothingly, "and now try to relax a little bit please. You can't be feeling comfortable like that!"
She sighed, then did as she was told, leaning back against him, relishing in the safety his embrace made her feel.
"May I ask you something, Gabriel?", she muttered, having just remembered something from the earlier day.
"Of course, dear, what is it?", he hummed against her neck, making her shiver.
"The dress, you asked me to wear today, why did it fit me perfectly? Emilie and I never had the same measurements and you always make your first draft of any new design with hers. So what went wrong with this one?", the assistant's voice was a little hoarse and she almost feared the answer.
The man behind her chuckled softly. Then he kissed the back of her head as he calmly explained:
"Now that you've mentioned it, I think my subconscious has been far ahead of me, knowing, who I wanted to see in my future creations and", he paused and leaned his forehead against hers, inhaling the scent of her hair deeply, "in my future life!"
She didn't even try to hide, that his words and actions affected her and pressed her body against his, while taking his hand, which was holding her around the waist, into her own to just hold it to her chest.
"Stop doing things like that, please. It's doing things to me and I....", Nathalie sighed and turned her head a little, to look at her boss.
"Yeah I get that! I'm sorry. Maybe we should give sleep another chance?", Gabriel suggested and she agreed with a yawn.
"Sounds good!"
Gabriel woke up again, when he felt the woman in his arms stir and opened his eyes to see, that it was already dark outside. Lifting up his head to take a glance at the alarm clock, noticing, that it was only half past nine in the evening.
"Are you alright?", he asked, when he heard her cry, yet at the same time could feel the heat, her body was emanating again.
"I'm sorry!", she just hissed.
"Why are you sorry, love?", he tried to sound calm, but his senses were already heightened and he could once again smell her mesmerizing scents, especially her arousal.
"Because I have been trying to ignore it and hold it back, but....", her breathing quickened, "I can't do that much longer and I am sure, I will try to get you into it again! And I also can feel, that no matter how hard I'll try, what...what we did before....won't be enough!", Nathalie told him, her voice showed the disgust, she felt for herself, for not being able to hold up her usual demeanor.
She was turning around to face him now and he gulped heavily, as she rubbed her arse and hip along his crotch very slowly. Not daring to look into his face, Nathalie kept staring past him, her hands though seemed to have a life of their own and slipped under his shirt, to stroke along his stomach, up to his chest, her fingers gently massaging the well toned muscles, making her intimates cringe and start to hurt a little, a certain sign of her beginning arousal.
She inhaled very deeply, while she squeezed her thighs together, in urgent need for some friction at that little nub.
Gabriel had closed his eyes, when her soft, small hands had started to caress him and was still keeping them shut, trying to focus on not giving in to the temptation to just pull down those incredibly hot looking shorts and ravish her right here. But the longer he let her stroke his torso, the faster he felt his mind become clouded and only one thought was still clear to him. To make this woman his as fast and as often as he could.
"Can you hear me love? You need to hold back for a little longer, alright? I promise you, to do whatever you want me to, but please, let's try to..."
Being interrupted by her fingers slipping under the hem of his pants, to then slowly pull them down from his hips, he held his breath, then felt her scoot downwards and automatically lifted his hips, so she could get them further.
"Fuck!", he hissed, as he became aware, what she was about to do and even if he had tried, he wouldn't have been fast enough to stop her, when she took a hold of his already hardening member and cupped her lips over the tip.
"Oh God, Nathalie, what are you.....oh damn it, how....you're doing that so good, just the way I like it.....you're making me....oh yes, darling just.....Nathalie I'm going to....ohhh yeah!", he moaned.
She stopped when he was just about to spill his fluids into her throat, to scoot upwards to him and make him lay on his back, while the assistant crawled on top of him, straddling him and he could immediately feel her dripping wet folds rub along his erection.
"When did you get rid of your panties?", he asked with a seductive voice, as he grabbed her by her arse and pressed her down on his staff.
"Mh, I like that!", Nathalie mewled.
"Yeah? Tell me what else you like, love!", he groaned, when she started to move up and down on him.
Her eyes darkened, when he finally opened his and looked directly at her. With a lewd smile she grabbed his hand and placed it on her mount of venus, to then tell him:
"I always liked it a lot, when you rubbed my clit with your thumb, while you were fucking me. Just the way you like it, when...well, as you are ashamed of anyone knowing, I will just keep it to myself, until then!", she moaned into his ear, then swiftly slipped one hand in between them and guided his length into her core, crying out the moment she felt him stretch her so completely.
"Oh God, yes!"
Gabriel watched her in awe, when she started to move up and down, letting his member almost slip out, to then take all of him in again and again, her head thrown backwards, her mouth open and her eyes shut, while her cries of pleasure were increasing.
He had been so aroused, after she had had him in her mouth, that he could already feel himself getting close to his release again and suddenly remembered, what he had been wanting to do, when she had surprised him and taken his pants of. Asking if she had a condom somewhere, so they wouldn't both regret, what they couldn't prevent. That they would end up having sex with each other.
Now he knew, he needed to react soon, forcing himself to fight every single cell in his body, that told him to cum inside of her, to make her have his baby. So he focused more on the woman's pleasure, rubbed that little nub between his thumb and index finger, until he felt her walls tighten and heard her scream in that low voice again.
He made a few more thrusts, then used all his strength and lifted her off of him, rolling her to her back, while he could feel his erection twitch and saw the whitish ejaculate stain her belly and breasts.
"Why?", she cried out in agony, still not having found her very own release and so he did the one thing, he could think of, he placed himself between her legs and started to suck on her little nerve bundle very gently, while his tongue kept pushing against it and by that brought her over the edge before she even knew, what happened.
"You", she gushed out panting, "you don't do that usually. You never before...."
He paled, figuring out what she was referring to.
"How did you know? And how did you know, how I like it, when I'm in your mouth? And the other thing?", he asked, his voice trembling.
"Well, you told me! Well, Senti-Gabriel told me, but, as I wanted the real deal, I created him to..."
"To be me! To have every memory and knowledge, I have. And my likes and dislikes!", he scoffed but looked at her with fascination, "I am still not judging you, rather envying your brains. I never even thought of that!"
He blushed a little, when he asked:
"So, uhm, I figure, you liked my first attempt to use my mouth down there?"
She beamed at him, as she made him lie next to her and hold her in his arms, then told him quietly:
"It wasn't so much, what you were doing, but that you chose to do something for me, you always refused to before! Though you hit the right spot as well!"
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FanfictionWhat if an akumatized villain creates a fluid, which makes the women, who got into contact, get into some kind of heat, wanting to find a mate to procreate with. Gripping at the oldest part in our brain, where beside the essential needs, like eating...