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At night, I snuck into Kaya's room. I needed to solidify today's events. Before that, I had to endure several hours of subtle interrogation from my parents. Growing several years older in one day definitely isn't too normal.
I told them a half-truth — that I was practicing a technique that was extremely tied to the body. I managed not to go into too much detail; the main thing for them was my health, which despite some thinness remained "heroic." Jun isn't the worst healer — she was able to check the truthfulness of my words herself.
Entering the room, I could admire the beautiful view of the even more beautiful Kaya's figure, who stood silently by the window.
"Do you think it's worth it?" — as soon as I crossed the room's threshold, she immediately asked the question. "Before you know it, I'll already be old..." — she continued more sadly. "And it's unlikely our relationship will be approved by your parents." — it seems someone had already worked herself up. I needed to fix this.
"Don't say such nonsense. My parents will be happy if I'm happy, and besides, they really liked you," I said, stepping up close behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist, pressing my face into her neck, inhaling her intoxicating, arousing scent. "Do you trust me?" I asked, gently turning her head toward me.
"Yes," she replied—just one word, but it was filled with absolute certainty, and it warmed me from the inside.
"Then believe these words, too. I can keep a human body young. I don't know the exact limits yet, but for us, it'll be enough for a lifetime," I smiled, watching her stunned expression.
"So it's you who heals the tribe's people?!" Kaya whispered, spinning around abruptly and glancing around in a funny, nervous way, as if someone might overhear.
"Shh, shh, there's no one here," I pulled her tighter against me, feeling her body tremble. "Yes, it was me, but please, let's keep this between us."
"Of course, I won't tell anyone," she answered, a little indignantly. "But how do you do it? No, wait, don't tell me. Let it be your secret. Anything can happen, even the strongest people can slip up. But you're too trusting, Yuki! You can't just tell anyone secrets like that!" she finished, scolding me.
"I trust you," I whispered, kissing her lips softly, savoring their warmth and taste. "You're not a stranger to me anymore," I continued, showering her face with gentle kisses, feeling her blush, her breath quickening. "I hope I've become something more to you, too..."
"You're very dear to me, too," Kaya dodged my lips playfully, but then immediately reached for me, kissing me with a hunger, a need that had been building for years. "I never thought I'd fall for a boy younger than me. But here we are. Now I, my children, and everyone in the southern tribe live without the constant fear of death. You gave us a new life... and made one grown woman fall in love with you," she said, and then she pressed her lips to mine, and we melted into a long, greedy kiss.
We only broke apart when we were both gasping for air. Kaya's cheeks were flushed, her eyes shining, her chest heaving with heavy breaths. I couldn't hold back any longer—we tumbled onto the bed, and I kept caressing her, feeling her body writhe under my hands, arching up, offering herself as if she'd been dreaming of this kind of passion for ages. Her skin was hot, damp, smelling of sweat and something sweet, something that made my head spin. I kissed her neck, her shoulders, moving lower, feeling her shiver, her nipples hardening under my lips.
It felt like her body was starving for love and touch. But my own body wasn't quite ready to match her hunger. The arousal was there, but not dizzying yet—my body still hadn't fully recovered from the forced growth. Though, as I know, it's not uncommon for boys my age to be "ready." Maybe it's my training's fault...
"Just a little longer, just wait a little longer," I reassured myself, devouring Kaya's gorgeous body with my eyes, now barely covered by scraps of fabric. One patch at her bikini line already had a dark, wet spot, and another barely hid her full breasts.
There was no stopping now. Even if I couldn't yet, I had to give my partner pleasure.
I slowly peeled the last bits of clothing from her, savoring every inch of revealed flesh. The fabric below was already soaked with a dark, wet stain, and her breasts were barely covered by a thin strip. I pulled it away, and her magnificent breasts with their pink, already stiff nipples were exposed to me. I couldn't resist—I took one into my mouth, sucking greedily.
While I kissed and sucked her nipples, my other hand slid her panties down, revealing her wet, glistening slit. I couldn't help myself—I ran my finger along her lips, feeling them slick, hot moisture seeping from inside. I slowly slid a finger in, and Kaya arched, moaning, grabbing my hair so hard it hurt, but it only turned me on more.
"Yuki-i-i..." she moaned, her whole body trembling, squeezing my finger inside her as if she never wanted to let go.
I didn't stop—I started moving my finger, feeling her muscles clench, the wetness growing, her breath coming faster, her moans getting louder. I bent lower, kissing her belly, her mound, the insides of her thighs. I reached her clit, ran my tongue over it, and Kaya cried out, arching her back, grabbing my hair with both hands, pressing my face into her dripping pussy.
"What are you—" she tried to say something, but I didn't let her finish—I started devouring her with my tongue, feeling her shake, her legs wrapping around my head, her fingers digging into my hair, not letting me go.
"You'll feel it all yourself," I whispered, and dove back into her taste, her wetness, her moans.
Kaya came almost instantly—her body arched, she cried out, and I felt a hot gush burst from her, soaking my chin and lips. She squirted, unable to hold back, and I licked up everything I could, tasting her salty, slightly tangy juice. But I didn't stop—I kept working her with my tongue and fingers until she moaned again, even louder, even more desperately, and came again, this time with a long, strangled cry, squeezing my head so hard I could barely breathe.
When she finally let go of my hair, I moved up, pressed myself against her, resting my head on her soft, heavy breasts, feeling her heart pounding, her body still trembling, goosebumps racing over her skin. We fell asleep like that, barely moving—my face buried in her chest, her arms wrapped around my head, still breathing heavily, her thighs wet and glistening.
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