What was it that Fay expected of me in this moment?
Was it a fit of a rebellious teenager hoping to go against her family and brag about how close she is to a man they don't know? Was it really something as simple as trying to prickle her father's side, to show how independent and free of his influence she was?
Or maybe Fay secretly wanted to show how much she matured, how close she got with a mate she got, all for the sake of bragging before her father and making him proud of how much she had grown?
In the heat of the moment, I couldn't really decide. And so, rather than trying to uncover the very core of this secret, I decided to just go with the flow.
'If she wants us to get frisky, then could I call myself a man if I refused?' I thought, bringing my hand down and patting myself on my thigh to invite the girl on my lap. 'And consequences...' For a moment, I imagined the rage of the golden man watching how his precious little daughter, whom he abandoned of sorts, got even remotely intimate with a man, - a human at that! - he didn't know.
'Consequences be dammed!' I thought when Fay's eyes sparked, brightening her entire complexion.
Without any need for a second invitation, she stepped closer before lowering herself down and sitting directly over my crotch.
Instead of simply occupying my lap, Fay pushed her legs far apart, bringing her crotch all the way to the slight, natural bulge on my pants, pressing down on it as she wrapped her soft legs around my waist before doing the same with her hands as she pressed her chest against my upper body.
"I'm sorry we won't go any further," Fay whispered just loud enough for everyone to hear her words, while a wicked smile flourished on her lips. "But I don't want this old creep to watch as we do it. So for now," Fay ignited our bond, pressing the softest spot of her panties-covered crotch against the bulge of my pants while leaning over my neck and pressing her lips tightly to my skin.
"For now, this will have to suffice."
An assault of the sensory experiences that my body ushered in was still just a tad too weak for me to ignore the explosion of wrath that I felt to my other side, away from the human camp... and where Fay's father was forced to kneel down and watch the show.
But now that we got closer, Fay's vicious satisfaction vanished from her face. Reassured only when she established our bond and felt I was actually feeling great, she snuggled up to me as usual before closing her eyes and slowly reinforcing our bond further and further.
Communicating directly through our bond, I sensed Fay move slightly around as she directed the muzzle of the gun towards the greatest concentration of aura she could somewhat sense from about the mile that separated our hill from the human camp. And once she finalized her choice, Fay pulled her face away and glanced up into my eyes.
"Let's see," I muttered, gritting my teeth to ignore how my precum and Fay's juices started to water the fabric of our clothes, slowly degrading the barrier that limited how well we could feel each other down there.
Still, I focused on locking my arm and securing the gun in a proper position while minding not to change its angle or direction in the slightest.
And without a word, I simply looked at Fay, to let her know I was ready.
And so, full of curiosity, Fay tugged the trigger to the back.
Swish.
Boom.
- Average attribute level of the kill: 2.8 Participation: 30%
- Average attribute level of the kill: 2.4 Participation: 30%
- Average attribute level of the kill: 6.8 Participation: 30%
The usual set of sounds and system notifications cluttered my senses for a moment.
And then I felt it. The soft spot that continued to grind at my bulge more and more the more my tent grew... Right as the avalanche of battle log updating started, Fay's soft spot twitched.