Death Guns In Another World

At the end of their date, Alex immediately teleported them to her room before sealing her lips; clumsy at first, Kuina soon learned the gist of it and started to reciprocate.

Instead of using the bed, she guided him to the floor, on the velvet carpet, and she did something completely unexpected, her eight tails elongated, covering them in a fur-like cocoon.

Their hot, steamy breaths intertwined and merged into one from within the prison of fur and comfort. Who could have imagined that the untouchable tails of the Nine-Tail Celestial Foxia Family would be used for such an act of debauchery?

Yet the forbidden sensation only drove one wilder with lust. It was exactly what was happening; once all inhibitions were lifted, this happened, and even more when the two acknowledged each other, once they vowed to stay together forever, they might not hold the same feeling toward each other. Still, they decided to start this road together, and this union would be the beginning of many things.

Their limbs entangled as Kuina straddled Alex, sitting atop his waist. The foxy maiden seemed unsure of what to do, an enchanting blush smeared across intoxicated features.

Even if the women of her race were known as bewitching vixens, she herself had almost no contact or experience in regards to the relationships between man and woman; her mother didn't teach her about sex but only told her that she would understand when it would be the time, she had to rely on her instinct for the first time.

Alex smiled faintly at her hesitance as he relaxed underneath.

Laying on a bed of luscious fur as a bountiful maiden waited on him from above, what in the realms could be better than this?

However, this particular maiden seemed to need a little bit of a push.

"Oh? Is this Kuina's first time with a man? You seem awfully unsure. . ."

The sensitive Kuina's hair stood on end as Alex noticed the meaning behind her actions.

"Although that is true, Alex, you should not underestimate me."

Clink!

A hairpin clattered on the ground, followed shortly after by her upper clothes and then the lower ones. Kuina was left in her purple underwear as her breathing grew heavier and heavier. The look in her eyes was part love and part animalistic desire.

Her dainty hands fumbled with the hem of Alex's clothes, and she began to undress her man bit by bit, much like how attendants used to undress the Emperor in older times… though this undressing would undoubtedly lead much further than those would.

The foxy maiden's twin peaks heaved up and down as she slid her hands over Alex's chiseled body, tracing the line of his muscles with trailing fingertips, passionately and affectionately kissing below his neck and jawline as she sensually grinds herself against him. She was trying to take over, trying to make her dear master submit to however small a pleasure she could give.

Unfortunately, Alex was not a man of smaller pleasures.

He caught her hands with one of his own, eliciting a hitched gasp from novice Holy maiden.

"You're quite good, but you're still too slow."

Alex declared; he felt it would take an eternity; although he could have left her to do her thing at her own pace, he decided not to, at least he much show her the lead; therefore, he pulled her towards him, leading the momentum as he took her lips in an instant. Perhaps she was a bit shocked, but he felt a small resistance that gave way just as quickly as her red, budding rose lips did. An urge drove him as he cradled the back of her head and pulled her in deeper, and deeper, into a kiss that seemed never to end.

Their salivas mixed as tongues intertwined. In the end, Kuina was the first to break away, her face flushing a deep crimson color, either from the unexpected action or a lack of oxygen.

"Ohh! Alexander~"

Her already enchanting voice reached greater, more provocative heights as it gained a sense of loss and longing, a shy yet sexual want of a beast in heat. She clung tighter, almost as if she was afraid he would vanish the next moment. The tails surrounding them gently constricted Alex, shackling his hands and feet.

Those tails were more like blankets than mere shackles. Though he could easily break free, Alex stayed, deciding not to, and above everything, he was intrigued at Kuina's little play.

The prince of the Foxia Empire, the future empress, knelt at his feet, staring at the boxer around his crotch area with salacious eyes. She licked her lips in anticipation.

"Let me serve you, my master.''

Those words sent a chill down to the Black Prince's spine, and his lips curled up in a smile showing that he was looking forward to whatever Kuina would be doing.

Meanwhile, Kuina kneeling between his legs, slowly tugged away his boxer, unveiling Alex's dragon in all its might and glory. A force of nature raring to go, it landed right on top of her face, covering nearly half of it.

An embarrassing noise somewhere between a moan and a yelp escaped Kuina's lips as she took in the full size of the monster she had just unleashed. It was about the length of her entire forearm!

And the girth.

A slight hint of panic crept into her mind as she slowly processed what exactly she could do to this ferocious dragon as a tsunami of desire swept everything away in a maelstrom of burning lust.

The room floor grew moist with a clear liquid.

Rosebud's lips quivered as fidgety hands closed around Alex's member. Heavens are witness; the majestic pressure his rod gave her was enough to make her feel faint. She breathed in the musk, showing a drunken look as her lips grazed the head of the dragon, the cock which had impaled many, and she shall soon become its next victim, one of the fallen.