32 His What Is What?
Maximus looked at those beautiful blue orbs that were like a pool of clear water reflecting the summer sky and his heart melted like candle wax near a fire.
"Can you see that you're special to me?" he asked.
He shouldn't be this happy by this simple thing. She is understanding how important she is to him. That's what he wanted to show her and she got it. And he will continue to show to her and others how important she is to him.
He is not going to hide it like he previously did. His hiding led to dire consequences!
"I do," Felixa said.
He is not sad anymore and she could see his eyes starting to glow with happiness. That made the pounding of her heart worse. And so she bowed her head to avoid his eyes.
"You are special to me. Very special," he said.
Felixa closed her eyes as she felt his soft lips pressing on her forehead. She could feel something warm oozing into her head through her skin from his lips. Upon entering her skin, that warmth spread throughout her body making her feel like burning. Her palms tingled and she felt the energy dissipating into every fiber of her body making her feel energized.
"What is-" she looked at his face and she bowed her once more as she met with his eyes.
The beating of her heart was too much for her to bear and she felt like suffocating.
"Why aren't you looking at my face?" he held her chin.
His voice didn't carry any sadness but on the contrary, she could sense the little playfulness she had the misfortune to experience.
Shaking her head, she dug her chin to her chest.
"Why?" he hissed in her ear.
A gush of warm air from his minty breath fell on her ears making her entire face tingle.
"Lexa?" his lips now softly grazed on her earlobe making her tilt her head away.
But her little act of shyness gave more leeway for the Brute to tease her more. He could wrap around her waist with his hands although she was wearing a corset and frilly clothes. With just a tug, her waist ended up touching him and she could feel her abdomen starting to tense.
"Look at me," he whispered as his smooth lips trailed on her cheek, leaving her skin red in its wake.
Her hands clutched on his shoulders as if holding onto him would save her from this intense feeling that is rising from her erratically beating heart.
Slowly she turned to face him as she realized that is her one way out. Or was it just her greed to feel more of this incredible feeling she is experiencing for the first time?
Her lips made slight contact with his jaw, a little rough because of the growth of his beard. She wanted to run away as she felt a jolt of intense sensation rising from her stomach making her shy. But she desired more of it.
In the end, it was a win for her desire and her shyness had to shy away. Her lips trailed though his cheek. He let out a small grunt as she slowly and steadily reached for his lips. She remembered the kiss from the morning and she wanted more of it.
[But will he appreciate it? Shouldn't I answer his question first?]
Her hand on his shoulder reached lower for his hand on her waist. Grabbing his hand as her lips ended up hovering over his lips, she placed it on her chest.
She could feel his facial muscles twitching as she placed his hand on her chest. And his minty breath mingled with her breath, creating a gentle warmth around them.
"Can you feel it, Max?" she asked. "This is why I can't look at you…" she threw her head back and rested on the wall, closing her eyes. "I feel like…"
She didn't know what this feeling is. It could very well be love. But she shouldn't be feeling it towards him.
Maximus looked at the little woman in his embrace helplessly leaning on the wall. Her eyes were closed and her long lashes were curled up. Her pink lips that were teasing him till now were slightly parted with a little of her teeth peeking out. It seems like she wants him to kiss her.
But he remembered Flavia's words. In the morning, he almost undressed her and pushed her on the bed. He is feeling the same now.
After all, he's been keeping his desire for her in check for ages now. After uniting her soul-to-soul with the Aion stone, his desire for her is only rising. But he cannot let go of his control yet.
"You're…" he held his breath as if that would douse the fire burning inside him.
He buried his face in her neck that had a distinct flowery smell – like roses.
«Rose, huh? Heh!»
He mocked himself as his lips ended up on the soft skin of her neck, teasing her.
"Max," she let out a whimper making his desire rise more.
His hand on her waist traveled south and ended up on her derriere. Her heart thumping on his hand served as a rhythm to his grinding on her… abdomen..?
«What is that binding? Her corset? Ah… She's too short…»
Felixa got startled as she got lifted and her first instinct was to struggle out of his hold as she felt something odd on her. That something is a lot hard and a lot warmer.
[What could that be?]
She, the curious one, ended up testing out what it is poking her, with her hands – both of her hands. As her hands clutched the thickness, he let out a grunt.
Maximus closed his eyes as the feeling of her hands on his awakened member gave him immense pleasure. As he was about to guide her hand to receive more of this pleasure to douse the fire of carnal desire rising from his stomach, her soft but crisp voice made him snap.
"What's wrong with your pee-pipe?" she asked, her eyes wide and her hands still holding his ascending desire of which warmth she didn't dare to lose.
"My what?" he asked with his eyes wide open.
His manhood is in her hands and she said something that was childish as he reckoned. He thought he heard wrong.
"Your pee-pipe," Felixa repeated and ran her hands along its length.
Although it was inside his trousers, judging by the position of its placement and her little knowledge about the male anatomy, she could assure that this is the organ that helps the male members pee standing up. She knew because she lacked it and Tubby was very proud of his member for some reasons she couldn't fathom.
[Why did it turn stiff? Is he sick? Is he dying? Or did I do something?]
"It's stiff," her eyes clouded. "Does it hurt?"
