285 Vol. 4 pt. 88 Patch 14.0: An Explosive Date (1/2)

Fenrir's hands get to work.

While his right hand slowly slides down towards Azalabulia's waist, his other hand slides up toward her chest.

”Wh-what are you doing?” Azalabulia asks.

”It's obvious, isn't it?” he asks back, trying to be smooth.

”I—”

”You wanted me to teach you about this, didn't you?”

”Y-yes, but—”

”You were looking forward to this, weren't you?”

Rather than give him a verbal answer, all Azalabulia is able to do is nod her head this time.

If going for her neck like he does with Cassiel worked, then he has a feeling that playing the role of a dominant with Azalabulia should work, too.

And that's exactly what he's going to do.

Well, what he's going to try to do.

”Tell me how much you want this, Aza,” Fenrir whispers into her ear from behind, his lips almost brushing against her lobe.

Just feeling the warmth of his breath brushing against her ear is enough to make her shiver.

”I – I… I want this,” Azalabulia answers.

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”You want what?” Fenrir asks.

”Y-you…”

”Me? What do you want from me?”

She bites her lower lip and struggles to hold back an early moan. ”I want you… to t-touch me more.”

Fenrir brings his hands closer to her breast and her crotch, but before his hands make contact with her again, he pauses to whisper, ”Where?”

Azalabulia arches against Fenrir's chest. She might not have meant to, but she answers his question by pressing her chest against his hand.

”Only here? Alright,” he whispers, bringing the hand that was going for her crotch up to her breasts.

Now, each of his hands gropes and works her breasts over her clothes.

Cassiel might have had the biggest breasts in the relationship before, but Azalabulia wins in that category now. Then again, Azalabulia wins in every category when it comes to her sizes. Even when sitting here like this, Fenrir's other girlfriends wouldn't reach so high. Serra would only be up to his chest, and Cassiel and Nell would reach his shoulders at most. Azalabulia might not be as tall as Fenrir, but she is easily taller than the rest of their girlfriends.

”Is this what you wanted?” Fenrir whispers.

Azalabulia nods her head and lets out a soft moan.

”Then what about this?”

His hands slide down into the opening of her outfit, his skin now directly in contact with her own.

The feeling of his rough hands groping and kneading her breasts makes those noises escaping her lips grow even more frequent and louder in pitch. Not only that, but her body becomes restless.