Noah stared at the sight of Seraleth on all fours, her back arched and her pale, Lilivilian ass thrust toward him. The blue light from the television screen washed over the curves of her body, highlighting the way her muscles tensed in anticipation. She looked back at him, her white hair falling over one shoulder, her luminous eyes wide with a mix of naive curiosity and raw, unshielded desire.

"You are staring again," Seraleth noted, her voice trembling slightly. "Is the positioning incorrect? The video suggested this was an optimal angle for deep penetration,"

Noah almost cringed at the way she said "penetration". She needed to update her lingo that was for sure. But he wouldn't tell her that now. Matter of fact, seeing her ass up in the air like that left him no room for correction.

"The positioning is perfect, Sera," Noah rasped. He didn't move to enter her yet. Instead, he crawled forward on the mattress, his eyes locked onto the wetness he could see glistening between her thighs.

He reached out, his fingers digging into the soft, supple flesh of her hips. Her skin felt like silk, but the underlying muscle was firm, a reminder of her Lilivilian physiology. As he pulled her closer to the edge of the bed where he sat, she let out a small, confused huff of air.

"Noah? The videos indicated you should be behind me now," she said with a small chuckle. For a second she was starting to think Noah might just be as much of a novice in this art as she was. But that wouldn't be correct considering Sophie existed.

"I'm going to do something else first," Noah said. He leaned down, his face moving between her legs.

Seraleth stiffened, her hands clutching the bedsheets. "What are you—"

She didn't finish the sentence. Noah pressed his mouth directly against her, his tongue swiping upward in one long, wet stroke.

"AH!" Seraleth's back arched violently, her elbows nearly giving out. "Nnnmn~ That—the sensation is—"

Noah didn't stop. He buried his face in her, his tongue working with a frantic, rhythmic intensity. He wanted to know every part of her. As he tasted her, he froze for a split second. The fluid she was producing wasn't like anything he'd experienced with human women. It didn't have that slightly metallic, salty tang.

It was sweet. Thick and cloying like high-grade nectar, with a faint, floral aftertaste that reminded him of the rare bioluminescent orchids in the academy where he grew up. It was intoxicating. He drank her in, his tongue swirling around her clit while his fingers reached around to knead the cheeks of her ass, pulling her open so he could get deeper.

"Mmph... Nnnnh... Noah!" Seraleth was quivering now, her breath coming in short, sharp bursts. "The fluid.. it is... I am leaking too much. It is messy. I should clean—"

"Don't you dare," Noah mumbled against her skin, his voice muffled. He sucked on her folds, listening to the wet, slurpy sounds of his own mouth devouring her.

Seraleth's head dropped, her forehead pressing into the pillow as she let out a long, melodic moan. Her internal temperature was rising; he could feel the heat radiating from her. She began to rock her hips back against his face instinctively, seeking more of the friction. Noah obliged, his tongue darting in and out of her opening, tasting that sweet, alien nectar until his own head was spinning.

He finally pulled back, a string of saliva and nectar connecting his lips to her. He was at his limit. He stood up on his knees, gripping his cock, which was throbbing painfully. He guided the head of his dick to her entrance, which was dripping and slick.

"I'm coming in, Sera," he whispered.

"Please," she whimpered. "I feel... heavy. Inside. Help me~."

He pushed forward slowly. The moment he hit her opening, he let out a choked gasp. She was tight. Unbelievably, impossibly tight. It felt like being gripped by a velvet-lined vice.

"Sera, you're so small," he groaned, his muscles locking as he tried to ease himself in.

"I am... adaptable," she panted, looking back at him with glazed eyes. "The internet said... to breathe through the initial expansion."

He pushed an inch further, and a loud, wet squelch echoed in the quiet room. The nectar she had produced acted as a perfect lubricant, allowing him to slide deeper into her narrow channel. As he moved, the sound was constant—a slurpy, rhythmic squish that told him just how wet she really was.

"Oh god," Noah hissed, finally burying himself to the hilt.

Seraleth let out a high-pitched cry, her fingers digging deep into the mattress. Her internal muscles immediately began to pulse around him, milking him with a frantic, rhythmic grip.

"It is... very full," she whispered, her voice tight. "I can feel your heartbeat inside me."

Noah didn't wait any longer. He began to pull back and thrust in again, keeping the motion slow and deliberate at first. Slurp. Squish. Slurp. With every thrust, the sound of their bodies meeting was accompanied by the messy noise of his cock sliding through her nectar.

"Does it feel good?" Noah asked, his voice low and considerate. The last thing he wanted was to bruise her.

"Yes," Seraleth gasped, her breasts swaying beneath her as she shook. "It is all makes sense" she said before groaning as Noah thrust inside her again. "Mmmnph...I feel like I'm being tickled in a different way. The fluid and the friction... it creates a feedback loop of pleasure" she makes out again.

"Faster, Noah. Most of the videos I watched showed a faster tempo."

Noah grinned, his hands moving from her hips to her waist, gripping her firmly. He began to pick up the pace.

Papapapa!

The sound of his pelvis slamming against her ass filled the room. He wasn't being gentle anymore. He was hitting her hard, his cock driving deep into her with every strike. Seraleth's body was jolting forward with the force of his thrusts, her white hair flying haphazardly.

Her breasts, those perfect, gravity-defying alien orbs, were swinging wildly as he hammered into her. He watched the way the pale flesh of her ass rippled and jiggled with every impact. It was mesmerizing. He reached down, his fingers digging into the supple meat of her glutes, leaving red marks on her pale skin as he pulled her back onto him even harder.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Noah!" She was screaming now, her voice losing its soft edge and becoming something purely primal.

He was going full speed, his breath hitching in his chest. The room smelled like sex and that sweet, floral nectar. He could feel her getting tighter and hotter with every second.

Suddenly, Seraleth reached back, her hand finding his thigh and squeezing hard. "Stop! I want... I want to be on top. I want to see you."

Noah didn't argue. He pulled out with a loud pop, the sudden loss of friction making them both groan. He collapsed back onto the pillows, and Seraleth scrambled over him. She moved frantically towards him, almost desperate to reach him that even her current state of arousal couldn't hide.

She straddled his waist, her knees pinning his arms down for a moment before she sat upright. Her breasts were heaving, the large, shimmering pink nipples tight and pointed. She grabbed his cock and guided it back to her opening, slowly lowering herself down.

"Nnnnh..." She bit her lip as she took all of him in, her head tilting back.

She began to move, lifting herself up and slamming back down. Her ass was squishing against his thighs, the suppleness of her flesh rippling with every downward motion. Noah reached up, his hands finding her breasts. He squeezed them, his thumbs rolling over her sensitive nipples while she rode him.

"You're doing so good, Sera," he groaned.

She leaned forward, her chest pressing against his face. Noah didn't hesitate; he opened his mouth and latched onto one of her tits, sucking the nipple deep into his mouth. Seraleth let out a strangled cry, her pace becoming frantic. She was bouncing on him now, her internal walls gripping him so hard it was starting to hurt in the best way possible.

"Yes... mmmph~ Noah... more... I'm... I'm... feeling some...something!"

Her movements became erratic. She was grinding her pelvis against his, her eyes rolling back into her head. Noah could feel the vibrations starting deep within her. He reached up, grabbing her waist and helping her drive the rhythm, meeting her every downward stroke with an upward thrust of his own.

"Yes...yes that's it, keep going!" He urged her.

Seraleth stiffened. Her entire body went rigid, her back arching so far it looked like it might snap.

"NOAH!" she screamed.

Inside, her muscles went into a violent, crushing spasm. It felt like dozens of tiny hands were squeezing his cock, trying to wring every drop of cum out of him. At the same time, he felt a sudden, massive surge of heat. Seraleth's "nectar" began to gush out of her in waves, a torrent of warm, sweet-smelling liquid that soaked the sheets beneath them.

She collapsed forward, her chest heaving, her face buried in the crook of Noah's neck as her orgasm ripped through her. She was sobbing for breath, her body twitching as the aftershocks continued to rack her frame.

Noah held her, his heart hammering against his ribs. He was right on the edge, his vision blurring. He expected her to collapse, to be done.

But Seraleth wasn't a human. Her stamina was far beyond anything he'd prepared for.

After only a few seconds of heavy breathing, she pushed herself up. Her eyes were glowing with an even more intense light than before. She looked down at him, a stray strand of hair sticking to her damp forehead.

"The videos... they mentioned multiple cycles," she whispered, her voice husky and dark.

Without waiting for him to respond, she gripped his shoulders and began to lift her hips again. She started to ride him once more, her movements even more aggressive than before, her internal muscles still tight and twitching from her first climax.

"Again," she commanded, her ass squishing against him as she picked up the pace. "Again, Noah."

Noah could only groan in surrender as she began to drive him toward a second peak.

Seraleth didn't give him a second to recover. Her Lilivilian physiology meant her muscles didn't tire like a human's; if anything, the first orgasm had only primed her system for more. She sat tall on him, her knees digging into the mattress as she began to move with a fluid, almost dancer like grace. Her waist swiveled in a circular, grinding motion, her pelvis punishing his as she forced his cock to rub against every sensitive inch of her internal walls.

"Noah," she gasped, her voice breaking. She reached down, grabbing his wrists with a strength that was almost frightening, her fingers bruising his skin as she guided his hands upward. "Grab them. Viciously. Use your strength. I need to feel the pressure."

Noah didn't need to be told twice. He buried his fingers into her breasts, the pale, firm flesh spilling over his knuckles. He squeezed hard, kneading the heavy weight of them as she bounced. Because of the sheer speed of her movements, her tits were swinging and bouncing wildly, the large, shimmering pink nipples slapping against his knuckles with every downward stroke.

Slap. Squish. Slap.

The sound of their bodies meeting was raw and wet. Seraleth was producing so much of that sweet, nectar-like fluid that it was beginning to pool on Noah's stomach, making every movement sound like a rhythmic splashing.

"It is... too much," she sobbed. Actual tears began to well in her luminous eyes, spilling over and tracking down her flushed cheeks. These weren't tears of pain—they were tears of pure, unadulterated sensory overload. "I did not know... the data did not convey the intensity. My core... it is melting, Noah!"

She began to ride him with a desperate, frantic energy, her ass squishing and flattening against his thighs with every heavy impact. Noah's vision was swimming. The sight of this seven-foot-tall, ethereal warrior goddess weeping with joy while she bounced on his cock was driving him toward a total mental break. He reached up, his fingers digging into her hair, pulling her head down so he could kiss her. Their tongues clashed, tasting of salt and nectar, while beneath them, the friction reached a fever pitch.

"I'm going to break, Sera," Noah roared, his hips bucking upward. "I'm going to—"

"No," Seraleth gasped, suddenly snapping her eyes open.

With the reflexes of a predator, she slid off him in one fluid motion just as he reached the point of no return. Noah let out a cry of protest, his body twitching on the verge of release, but Seraleth was already moving. She dropped between his legs, her glowing eyes locked onto his throbbing, purple-headed shaft.

She didn't hesitate. She lunged forward, taking the entire length of him into her mouth.

"UURGH!" Noah's back arched off the bed, his hands clenching into the sheets so hard they tore.

Seraleth was siphoning him. She wrapped her hand around the base, squeezing tight to trap the blood, while her mouth worked with a terrifying accuracy. She was drawing on him with her cheeks hollowed out, creating a vacuum that felt like she was trying to suck the very soul out of his body. Her tongue swirled around the head, darting into the slit, while her throat constricted in a rhythmic, milking motion.

It was too much. The combination of the visual—her white hair splayed across his thighs, her luminous eyes looking up at him through her lashes—and the vacuum-like suction was the final straw.

"Sera! I'm—!"

Noah's body convulsed. He let out a strangled, guttural scream as he finally broke.

He shot a massive, hot load straight into the back of her throat. Seraleth didn't pull away; she stayed clamped on, swallowing the first few thick bursts with a loud, audible gulp. But the sheer volume of his release was too much for her to keep down. As he continued to spurt, she slowly pulled back, her mouth still open.

Ropes of thick, white cum painted her face. It splashed across her cheeks, over her chin, and a long, heavy stream shot upward, landing squarely across her heaving breasts. The white fluid stood out starkly against her pale, shimmering skin and her pink, stiff nipples.

Seraleth stayed there for a moment, panting, her face a mess of his seed and her own tears. She reached up, taking a finger and swiping some of the cum from her lip, bringing it to her tongue to taste it with a look of intense, dark satisfaction.

The television in the background continued to play, the flickering blue light reflecting off the drying fluid on her skin. The movie was over, but as Seraleth looked at Noah with a predatory hunger that hadn't quite faded, it was clear that for this duo, the night was far from finished.

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