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She almost felt sorry for him… almost, that is. Asking him if he was okay was probably out of the question because of the current state he was in, so she simply looked back down. The answer was staring right back at her, even threatening to poke her in the cheeks if she got a bit too close for comfort.

So she had her next plan of attack. Letting her head now drop onto Albus’ lap with her long hair settling all over his crotch, Lysia cuddled her cheeks against his hardness while her hands snuck past the outside of his legs and began to fondle his upper body. Like a cat transferring its scent, she nuzzled the thinly-veiled cock lovingly, as the soft sound of skin rubbing on clothing filled the air.

How much longer was this going to go on for? What had in fact only been a few minutes of teasing felt like somebody stopped time for Albus, who could see no end in sight. His dick raged against its cotton enclosure, and longed to feel the real thing. But for all the planning that Lysia had done and the anticipation that had built up in Albus’ trousers, this was not meant to be. One of the hamlet dogs – a pointer – caught a foreign smell in the wind and immediately woke up to begin barking in the direction of their hut, rousing their entire section of the hamlet.

And just like that… she was gone again.

In no time at all everybody was converged in the center with their torches and various farming implements, ready to defend the hamlet. Albus made no move to get up though; he was in no hurry to strut around with that giant bulge in his pants. This proved unnecessary anyways, the pointer that woke everybody up soon fell back to sleep in an instant as soon as the new smell had faded away. Or at least, from where it was currently situated. If Albus had been any closer, Lysia’s scent would definitely have set it off again. But tonight they both got lucky. When everyone saw how fast the dog had fallen back asleep, they chuckled a bit, but did a few rounds around the surrounding area to make sure it was just a false alarm. After this, most of them went back to sleep for the night, but a few men stayed posted outside just to be completely safe.

Albus was watching this the entire time, but now breathed a sigh of relief. Relief tinged with disappointment. He could feel his hands shaking from the ordeal, and… it really felt like he might have even peed his pants a little bit. There was a small but noticeable stain where his glans was previously pressing against the cotton. In any case he had absolutely no idea what it was: nobody had ever told him a single thing about what sex was, or what these feelings were. But his body was answer enough – whatever it was, he needed more! This ecstasy kept him up for a short while longer, but the fatigue and urge to sleep set back in gradually. Yet even then he felt like he was floating on a cloud, drifting endlessly. Likewise, this was how he fell asleep, carried away by his fervent thoughts of Lysia.