Date- 4 April 2321
Time- 06:48
Location- Southern Region, Blossom District, Unknown Location
I continued to support Jill’s limp body in a hug and carried her to the base. I know I am a good kisser and I agree our makeout session was very intense but not enough to explain Jill’s reaction. Either Jill was super sensitive or it was too much for her first time or both or it was all an act. My last thought was the reason why I had stopped indulging in bodily pleasures, no matter how calculative and self-controlled you were one can never overcome the chemical mystery of their hormones. Something about seeing their partner satisfied after coitus prompted an emotional development between the two. Especially to the male partner’s ego.
The only reason I was still entertaining Jill was that I felt she was smart enough to know that in no scenario trying the obvious would work but I wonder how someone with Jill’s obscene body lacked the opportunity to taste adult pleasure till today. Seeing how she took initiative when the opportunity arose, I don’t think her being too conservative was one of the reasons. So I couldn’t help but say, “You know if you are using your body to divert me from asking questions about your research down here then hats off, it is working.”
“Wyatt, I think you are capable of having a relationship with a partner who is capable to challenge your intellect so I am going to pretend that I did not hear you say that. Besides, if I were really doing that you wouldn’t be asking me that question,” as Jill said that she adjusted her body to rest her body more comfortably in my hug and taking a sniff of my neck she said, “You smell nice, what fragrance card do you use? Is it unisex?”
“I don’t use fragrance cards, It is my natural body odor,” To be exact it was the diluted version of the fragrance released by the dungeon calamity seed to trap its victims.
“Really?” Jill found the boy’s claims hard to believe but she didn’t care as his body scent was too soothing and made her feel safe in his embrace.
“So we are in a relationship?” I asked Jill having heard her call it that earlier. But in my books making out with a girl a few times did not count as being in a relationship.
“I don’t see the need to label it, let us enjoy our time here. If we both are still interested afterward, then you can label it all you want,” Jill’s take surprised me. I did not expect her to be so cool about it as I remember almost becoming the slave of the first girl that touched my little brother. It took me days to get out of that spell. I guess girls were more mature about this kind of stuff than boys.
“Since you put it that way, Just so you know, I enjoyed the kiss but I am far from satisfied,” having said that I felt Jill’s arms around my neck tighten and she coldly replied, “I see.”
A second later she propped her body up using my shoulders for support, and fiercely kissed me. Before it could turn into another intense makeout session, I break away saying, “Jill, you don’t have to force yourself. This is not a competition.”
“I know but I want to do this for you,” Jill claimed that but I could feel that she had taken my words personally.
“If you really want to do something for me,” as I said that I bring my mouth next to her ears and whispered, “There are other more exciting things that you would do for me.”
“…” Hearing me Jill was without words, her ears turned red but soon she uttered, “F-fine but only after I am done with the next dungeon-wide analysis report.”
“Deal,” I immediately accept, surprising Jill with my enthusiasm and causing her to blush even more.
With a new arrangement between us Jill once again took charge of the commute but this time she did not use her mental strength to carry me instead she embraced me in her soft vulgar body saying, “You are too slow, we have to reach the base before my golems send in the next report.”
Jill blushed, feeling her words were too direct she immediately added, “Not because I am looking forward to our arrangement. I need to check on the dungeon core expansion.”
“I know. But just so you know, I am looking forward to our arrangement,” saying that I buried my head in her ample chest. They felt like the most salacious pillows in existence.
Jill’s face grew red in embarrassment, it was redder than a baboon’s butt. It had become hard to tell if she was more embarrassed that her thoughts had become apparent or if she was blushing more than usual looking forward to her arrangement with me. Soon I stopped bothering to figure her out lost in the bliss of her racy bosom.
“Aren’t you getting too comfortable with them?” Jill could not help but ask feeling the boy’s drool on her chest through the layers covering them.
“Not comfortable enough, do you mind if I help myself with your blouse,” I asked continuing to rub my cheek against the fluffiest pillows I have come in contact with recently.
“Go ahead, it is soaked in your drool away,” feeling the wetness and stickiness of her drool-soaked blouse on her skin Jill decided she was better off without them.
“What about the bra?” I asked Jill while unbuttoning her blouse, Slowly uncovering the snowing white twin mountain valley.
“How about we save some for later?” Jill asked but then she felt the boy’s tongue explore her cleavage trying to reach as deep as possible. Forcing her at a loss for words learning how wrong she was with regard to her blouse. But for some unknown reason, Jill was not irritated by the boy’s actions rather she felt stimulated hindering her speed of flight.
“Now, who is slow?”
