Light her forge.

Gripping the sides of her soft, slender legs which continue to squish against your cheeks, you eat with such learned precision and skill that she falls weak and dripping like a juicy, sweet peach--back flat against her table, and limbs splayed out, knocking any remaining papers or other bits of clutter onto the floor with little regard. She moans out with pleasure, and more than you expect, but you can tell said noises are truly honest as they shake from her lips. Her legs tremble, and her toes curl up.

"Ooh! Ooh that feels so good!" she shouts. Her ample chest heaves up into the air as she arches her back, letting out what are hardly words, but it sounds to you like a demand not to stop.

Not that you planned on it. In fact, you speed up, and as your talented tongue works up and down her glistening lips, flicking at her sensitive button while your mouth cups around her and devours, she slams her hand up and down against the table, briefly worrying that she may break it. Finally, gasping for air and moaning aloud as loud as she's able, she works up with an, "oh gods, oh gods," before finally she opens her mouth agape and quivers a final, pathetic moan--body too tense and overwhelmed to make a proper noise. Her body pulses with waves of pure ecstasy, and you continue to lick her up and down, albeit slower, until you guide her legs open and release yourself.

You don't give her any time to rest, nor do you want to at such a view laying before you--a smoking hottie spread out on a table wearing nothing but a button-up shirt. Grabbing her by said garment, you heave her up back to her feet, before you tear it straight open. The buttons clatter to the ground has her tits spill out. Sliding your hands up her sexy stomach, you reach up and cup her tits firmly in your hands as her stiff nipples pinch between your fingers. Her ass scoots back the table as you give her yet another kiss. Though she seems winded, she giggles at this, and definitely overwhelmed by the pure red in her face.

She slips her arms out of her shirt, and after giving you a big smile, she whips it over her head and across the room. Then she wraps her own arms around you and pulls you in tight, and the two of you begin to make out once again, forcing your hands aside as her breasts push up against your chest. Now a little more adventurous, she slides her hands down the waist of your trousers and takes a full grope of your ass, pulling you in as the motion nudges down said pants, and without a belt, they fall loosely to the ground. Then she licks her lips, and her excitement grows. Before you can do it, she grabs your shirt and starts pulling it up, and while you do try to assist her, her aggression tugs it off rather quickly, and she immediately kisses you again, with a tongue fully past your lips.

After pulling away, she backs away and looks down your body, spying the bulge poking straight up from your underwear.

As she caresses her opened palm all the way down your burning hot shaft, she begins working down the garment with her other, popping you free as she lays her fingers delicately around it. The tips of her fingers work up to the tip, where she simply seems to enjoy the feeling, and you can't argue, especially when the spot she visits the most is right beneath the head. The underwear drops, and she looks to you bashfully in the eyes as one hand remains gripped around your manhood. No words come, but she bites her lip eagerly.

You smirk and kiss her neck, forcing out a sudden giggle, and then just for yourself, you push your face up against her amazing breasts and wrap your lips around her nipple. With a suck and a lick, you tug her to the side, look back up into her eyes, and **** her straight against the wall nearby.

At the impact, she lets out another moan followed by, "Oh take me!" A sudden demand caused by passion. Though even after a moment of hesitation, her hungry gaze doesn't falter. "I said take me," she repeats.

You do wonder just how experienced she is with sexual feelings. When you first were intimate with her, she was a virgin, meaning this is only her second time. Laira is a work-a-holic, but also a woman. She must know a decent amount, but given she hardly has time to rest, she may not even touch herself very often in normal circumstances, but especially now, while working on that suit of armour, eagerly awaiting this moment together when finished.

You bring your lips close to her ear and whisper, "Thank you. For everything," before your cock pushes forwards, and you slowly thrust the head to part her lips, and then the entirety of the shaft runs itself all the way deep into her body. As it moves, she takes a deep, shaky inhale, until the pure idea of something like this finally happening to her lets out a moan despite the real fun not yet beginning. Firmly in your grasp, you pull it out, but then push it back in, and then faster, as you press her ass up against the cold wall and pin her there--tits bouncing, eyes rolling back--and fuck her with a loving care.

You're able to pull one leg up, parting the gates of heaven as you grasp her wrist with your other to hold her still, and there you let her ride your dick, up and down as she remains trapped, but only in the best possible way. She looks absolutely thrilled to be in such a position.

It feels amazing--her tight pussy, paired with such a wild, fiery-haired woman with a smoking hot body. Truly, she's something special, despite being one of the only regular humans in all of Castle Phoenix, and the irony isn't lost on you.

Faster. Harder. The burning passions are fueled to rise even higher, and while you know you could last longer if you wished, you have no reason to use such willpower here. You enjoy the sensation, and eagerly await the time to cum inside her, while with your Kitty Sense, you can feel her own arousal building already. Perhaps it's from the sensitivity from her previous orgasmic experience on the table, or it's just how happy she is in this position, but you can tell she'll climax again soon.

"Do you like this?" you ask softly, wanting to hear a reply.

"Oh yes!" her voice cries out, which is quite rewarding. "Yes, yes! More, faster please! F-Faster~!" She struggles to properly speak, which of course you expected, which is why you asked. She's really cute after all. Though as innocent as she speaks, she uses her free hand to grab your side, and she does so quite firmly. If her nails were long, they'd dig in quite deep, but she keeps them short due to her trade most likely, or it's just preference.

With her messy, ginger hair splayed out down the wall behind her head, she looks at you straight in the eyes as her deep breaths quicken into a fit of panting and whimpering in pleasure. So, you suddenly speed up quite a bit, as if the end is near, which you can tell it is, especially after the fact.

Faster! Faster! Harder! Jiggling that body up and down, back and forth, up against the wall beside her counters, you watch as her head tilts back, and her lips fall open.

"Oh gods, oh gods, oh--..." She takes in a long gasping inhale. "Aah, aaahh~!" she exclaims a moment before her body shudders with an amazing orgasm.

You fuck her hard, letting her ride straight through that climax with all of her will, and she continues to do so for longer than you expect, not asking you to stop or ceasing the bucking of her own hips. And as she does this, you press your lips against hers in an affectionate kiss as you let your own edge blow through. Your balls tighten and your own breaths fall short, before the rush of something so passionate, and so attractive, right in your arms, takes your body over, and you tremble at the feeling of your cock beginning to throb hard, sending out every last drop deep inside of her.

Slowly letting go of her hips, she sinks back into a proper stance, though if you weren't holding her in your arms in some regard still, she'd surely slip to the ground. She looks a little broken at first, as if her mind has gone elsewhere, but then she smiles, and lays back her head into a gentle bonk to the wall. She giggles. "Oh... Oh wow..." she whispers.

"How're you?"

She purses her lips. "D-Don't let go... My legs are like slimes..."

There's a quiet pause. Before you can speak, she cuts you off and breaks the silence. "I do have a couple," she says timidly.

"A couple what?"

She looks to the side. "Y-You know. Potions."

"That's not what I was gonna say." You chuckle.

"I made sure to have them..." she says so quietly it's barely audible. "Y-You know, since last time."

"I know," you say. "It's fine."

"People say I work too much."

"As long as you're happy, that's what matters."

She gives you a slow, very gentle touch of her lips against yours. "Thank you."

"Can you stand?"

She giggles again and holds herself up. "Y-Yes. Of course." The naked girl steps shyly back over to the table, and your eyes wander down her backside. She looks around, and then turns to you with a fist over her lips. "I can't believe I threw my top so far."

"I can. You swing a hammer all day. You could probably throw a gnome that far."

She grins at this. "Uhm. You've been through a lot lately, even today. You should get some sleep."

"That's interesting advice coming from you."

She walks back over and slides her hands around. "Hey. I sleep sometimes."

You take her by the cheek, and guide her face up to yours. "You should sleep then."

"Fiine. The deal is that we'll both get some proper rest tonight."

"That sounds good to me."

Then she turns and gives a surprising little tease of her ass as she gives it a shake in your direction. "And I think I really will have a nice sleep now."

You call her bluff, giving a gentle slack of your hand into a cheek before squeezing that butt.

She responds with an, "Oh!" as if not expecting it.

You shake your head with a laugh under your breath. "Have a good night then, Laira."

"You too, Kyle." Then after another pause, she continues. "I was really looking forward to this again. Honestly, I don't really think about this sort of thing though. I don't even realize it until I clue back into how much my body needs some relief. I get too focused on projects. It's like forgetting to eat."

You certainly didn't forget to eat in this encounter. "Does that mean you'll eat next time?"

If she wasn't red before, she is now. "Don't make me feel embarrassed, saying something like that!" She waves her hand dismissively and turns away. Then she looks back with a smirk. "Go to bed already."