<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Albion<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, Morning<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department Store<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa,<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>A little fun in the stall<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nothing at all. Again.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">She wasn't done getting treats...</div><div class="spoiler_body">Albion had learned more about Nerissa over the short span of today than he ever expected to learn. He had always imagined her to be skilled in the care of a partner, but he couldn't fathom how proficient she could be... Worse (by which we mean better) yet, she had learned how to perform the art of edging... Letting him get close to a release, and then letting up to push him back, before guiding him toward it again. Every so often she could see the breaks in control, either through grips in her hair, grunting, growling noises... Things he had to fight back against to avoid surprising the vixen.<br/><br/><em>'This girl is going to be the death of me. A very pleasant death, if nothing else...'</em> Albion's ragged breathing prevented him from speaking for the moment, slumped against his arm on the wall, being the first to break eye contact. She was nothing short of heavenly, looking at him the whole time to read the changes on his face, see what pleased him, what did not... He could not tell what she saw throughout the act, but she would be able to see how much she had affected him now, even drained him a little. But unlike a normal Succubus, there was no stealing of life energy or anything... It was all fun with a need to please with her, and pleased he most certainly was.<br/><br/>"Hnnn... So quick to call it a treat, looking at me with those adoring eyes like you didn't just blow my mind..." the white-haired male caught his breath, his grip on her hair loosening to caress the side of her head. The way she said that he liked his taste... It reminded him of when he ate her out and said she tasted good... But she did him one better, continuing to lick the shaft and ensure it was positively cleaned. Even a little kiss... Even at her most sultry, she could still be adorable.<br/><br/>Now... It was time to give the good girl her reward for listening to him and not touching herself while she serviced him. She must have suffered holding out to get him off while obediently not touching herself, and now that it was her turn, she wasted no time in preparing herself. Clothes came off, with nothing but her skirt and shoes adorning her naked form. The male's eyes roamed her form, as if devouring every inch of beauty Nerissa presented him with. Her breathing was about matched with his, her chest rising and falling as she waited with anticipation for what she needed. Slowly, Albion approached the vixen and leaned in, licking against her cheek as he breathed gently. "Yes, you've been so very good, Nerissa... Now it's my turn..." He whispered quietly, lowering himself just a bit until they were equal. <br/><br/>His lips parted, looking into her eyes as he showed no fear or awkwardness for what was about to happen. She had put aside any reservations she had... And so would he. It was just them in the moment... Leaning in, his lips trapped her left nipple, tugging and suckling gently as he looked into her eyes. However, he knew her need for touch would burn hotter than that... Which was why he guided a free hand along her inner thigh, nails dragging gently to let her know how close his fingers were creeping, before the tips touched against warm, quivering, wet flesh. <br/><br/>"So warm..." He whispered, pulling back as a strand of spittle connected from his tongue to her nipple, before he dove back upon it to flick it with his tongue. His fingertips, meanwhile, brushed and stroked along her heated lips, attempting to help abate the heat she was feeling. Back and forth they stroked, traveling the smooth, hairless folds with curiosity as he wanted to know how she felt to his touch rather than just his tongue. <em>'I... I could slip a finger or two inside there...'</em><br/><br/>Even from his standing position, leaned toward her, there was just so much he could do... He wanted to hear her call his name, struggle to keep her voice down as the realization that he was touching so much of her dawned on the vixen...<br/></div></div>