A Vow So Beautiful

"What?" came his incredulous voice, sparked by the video cam nearly falling down.

"Promise me you won't laugh."

"...This isn't a laughing matter lynx, but I vow it."

"It's shameful but I had my first...sexy dream of you half naked. You kissed me and then went to...tease me! I mean, it was still you but then it was the Dane version in my dream."

"Pfft. Hahaha!" he laughed wholeheartedly as a beautiful smile upturned that brooding facade.

"Hey," she scolded him through pointed eyes. "I thought you vowed not to laugh?"

"That was before I heard your troubles. Prisana, you shouldn't be ashamed. It's natural for one's body to feel aroused and seek pleasure."

"I know but god, I'm so embarassed because it made me so wonton! It's all your fault. This body was aroused by the dream version of you...So I'm sorry, I haven't abstained at all."

"Don't be sorry," he chuckled this and then looked at her seriously.

"The Dane before you is no longer a dream."

There was no longer laughter burning in those dark irises. Now, what burned was something entirely different. Raw and uninhited with this heat, that burned even her flushing skin that ached for his touch all over.

"Are you still aroused? " came that low and deep husky whisper that came out in one long breath.

She shyly looked away and lied, "No."

"Why won't you look me in the eye when you say so?"

Prisana reluctantly peered at him between her hair and breathlessly sighed. "Fine, beast. My body has been craving for you all this time."

It was like an addictive drug that once tasted, she could never readily forget. Truly, it was his fault as he imprinted himself night after night. Days that he let her be felt empty and almost devastatingly otherwordly even if he were just to sleep beside her.

"Show me how your body is craving for me."

Her eyes widened but gauged his dare with careful consideration. "...Now?"

"Oh god, yes. Right now, dear."

Prisana couldn't believe she was actually considering this. It was strange. Dane was before her yet he wasn't. What greeted her was only him across a screen. Even so, it made her insides quake with nervousness as it felt like she were broadcasting herself for all to see. Yet the only one that stood behind that screen was Dane himself.

She slowly bit her bottom lip and regarded him with this playful yet still shy glint in her eyes. The lynx would induldge in this sexy foreplay but she didn't know where to start. She wanted his guidance.

"Just do it the way you normally do it. Show me how you pleasure yourself," he gently urged.

"I never pleasured myself before," she admitted.

There was a moment of pause until he laughed like mad.

"...God, you're so innocent it drives me mad like I'm corrupting you. It feels like I'm sinning."

"Corrupt me. Sin. Tell me, how should I pleasure myself. I won't know if you don't tell me."

"You're always so eager lynx...Alright. Take it off."

She knew what he was talking about but she smiled it off anyway.

"Take what off? There's so many layers that I have on."

"Your clothes. All of it. I want to see your beautiful form completely naked."

Her heart was beating while her body was burning with a feverish desire to have him truly right in front of her instead of invoking this strange foreplay without his touch. Nevertheless, she complied to his needs and of course, to her needs as well.

Prisana looked away from the embarrassment and began with the buttons on her plaid long sleeve at her chest. Every button she undid only continued to cause her heart to thump with each that fully unraveled her bare skin. The shirt fell to the bed and gifted him with her plain white bra.

If she knew she would be doing such a wonton thing, she'd have worn something sexier.

She reached to the back of the clasps to unhook it as it unleashed her breasts that spilled out to his inspection.

"...Beautiful," he breathed. "So beautiful. Every goddamn time."

His compliments truly made Prisana feel as if she was the most beautiful woman in the world.

Her fingers flew to her blue jeans as she slipped them off. Down went her underwear as she tugged it off the same so her clothes lay strwen at a pile on the bed, leaving her completely bare before him as he wanted. His gaze penetrated everywhere. To her face, breasts, and the honey kept in between her closed legs.

It was minutes as he just inspected her rosy bare skin, sensitive to even the eyes.

And then he spoke, "Close your eyes. Imagine I'm right with you."

Prisana did. She imagined that her beast was sitting in front of her.

"Touch your breasts with both hands, the way I would massage them gently at first."

Her hands crept up to gently massage both of her breasts as he instructed. Was she doing it correctly? She looked down and felt it so awkward as Dane was the one that usually touched her. Of couse this was her body and she washed her own breasts before but god, massaging them with the intenion of feeling pleasure felt foreign to her.

"I don't think it's working—"

She looked and nearly every nerve in her body reacted to Dane's flushed face among him tapping one finger against the other arm. His eyes were paying attention so closely that it skyrocketed her shame. But somewhere deep within, satisfaction stirred knowing she was making him crave her just as much she craved him.

"See, your nipples are hardening. Touch them."

Prisana's right hand ran over her hardened nipples and she breathed a sigh of a hitch as her cold fingers sent a shiver down her spine. She was becoming immersed in pleasuring herself through half lidded eyes regarding her beast, one hand massaging the shape of her breasts as the other went to the swirls of her right nipple.

Before she knew it, her thighs were spreading by themselves.

Dane didn't miss the subtle approval for invasion and growled, "Turn around on all fours. Stick your fingers in so I can see..."

She could see his face warping to control his flushed desires.

"Prisana, we can always stop now. I don't want to force you to do these indecent acts. Hah, things just got out of hand for a moment here."

Prisana ignored him and twisted her body around to all fours. This made things easier because she could concentrate more on the pleasure than the embrassament when facing away from her beast. Her hand slid down to her most sensitive spot already writhing with helpless need.

The moment when her fingers probed her insides, she slightly gasped as she was already so moist from his intense gaze. Just him looking at her was enough to send her aching for him.

A rustling sound caught her attention and she turned back to find Dane's light blue robe open ajar wide to fully reveal his beastly chest. She kept pleasuring herself the way he would do to her, only fully realizing what was going on when her eyes found his hand gripping onto his fully erect cock.

"I'm sorry, you look so enticing it's hard to hold myself back...Hah..."

The vision of him becoming excited and touching his own cock drew that last straw. Prisana moaned as she found a delicious rhythem to move against her insides.

"Spread your legs more."

She spread her legs more.

"Wider," he breathed.

Prisana spread her legs open so wide that it forced her stomach to fall onto the bed. She clenched the bedsheets with one fist as her high pitched moans echoed with the indecent juices spilling out from her core.

She could faintly hear him purr amidst raggedy breathing through repeated strokes of his hand matching her own thrusts.

"That's it. Good girl...Hah...Mmh...Hah...Imagine, my cock pounding deep into your pussy."

Her fingers weren't nearly enough to compare to his cock. Yet, she kept thrusting for her climax, eagerly turning her head back every so often to capture the lewd sight of him stroking his cock to her own invasion.

He was panting through heavy lidded eyes trying to capture her as well and at that moment they both held the other's gaze, release found the both of them at different times close to each other.

When they were done, Prisana had covered her face and slumped to roll herself into a ball under the blankets with the realization of what they had just done.

"Goodnight lynx."

After mustering her courage to say something by peering over the bedsheets, she found that he had left her with a dark screen.

Perhaps, the beast was embarrassed too?