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The downer of a topic aside, it was altogether a good tour, if Caius did say so himself. He heard Arlette laugh a lot which made his heart feel light.

And now they seemed to be retracing their steps as they walked through corridors Caius had already led Arlette through. And then he stopped at a door he hadn't spoken about during the tour.

"I was saving this for last," Caius said as he gestured at the door, "Your Room."

He opened the door and stepped aside to lean against the doorway so Arlette could walk in and take it all in.

"Wow," she said, in awe of the sheer size and grandeur of the architecture and furniture, "This is very… generous."

"I apologize for the generic designs," Caius said sincerely, "Feel free to make this place your own."

Arlette didn't seem to pay his words any mind. For one, she thought the 'generic designs' were fine. Great, even. Also, she wasn't sure how comfortable she was with the idea of tweaking things in a home she was a guest in.

And finally, she suddenly had something else in mind.

She turned around slowly as a smile formed on her lips and then one corner curled up to turn the smile into a smirk.

"And this is the end of the tour?" She asked suggestively.

"For now, yes," Caius answered with a nod and his arms folded across his chest,

"I'd like to show you the room I've dedicated to Alchemy but I hope to have you there a lot so it can wait. Besides, why bog you down with the thought of work on your very first day?"

"Considerate," Arlette said and took two sauntering steps toward him as she opened her palm where a purple spell circle appeared and summoned a chain that swung out to wrap around Caius's waist.

The chain constricted a bit but not to a degree where it would be painful. Caius simply raised a brow in surprise and then let out an 'Oh' sound as Arlette pulled on the chain and dragged him closer.

As his chest became flush against hers, Arlette moved her other hand just slightly to conjure a forceful bit of wind that pulled the door and closed it shut.

Caius wrapped his arm around her waist then,

"Alright," he said with a grin, "Now this is the Arlette, I know and cherish."

Feeling his breath on her face, Arlette trembled and pressed herself even harder against Caius who welcomed the contact.

"How worried should I be that we'll be overheard?" Arlette asked with a slight bit of the nervousness that had been a prevalent part of her since she arrived at the Estate.

But she felt this was the most valid that her nervousness had ever been. How embarrassing would it be if her cries of pleasure reached Count Von Helsing when she just made a good impression?

Caius chuckled because he understood her question.

And the answer was that there was sound dampening in the rooms for privacy but it wasn't at all to the degree of the Professors' Offices at Lochxen because, at the end of the day, this was a home and there's very little reason to make sure no sound escapes or gets through.

"If you're worried, we could just be quiet," Caius said.

"Could we?" Arlette asked, sounding unsure. Her conjured chain had vanished now and was replaced with her arms.

"Let's find out," Caius said as he grabbed her chin gently and pressed his lips to hers.

As she sucked in a breath as hard and as loud as she possibly could from just the feeling of having Caius's lips on hers, Arlette realized just how hard 'keeping quiet' was sure to prove to be.

And yet, the need for quiet really increased how aroused she was at the moment. Which is significant because Caius being with her already pushed that to the supposed maximum.

Caius parted her lips with his and as their breaths mixed, getting them both high off the supply, he thrust his tongue into Arlette's mouth, and with the arm he had around her waist, he trailed his hand down to place it atop the perfect arch of her ass.

His cock had already become turgid with blood, courtesy of his horniness, and unlike with the Lochxen Uniform that was enchanted enough to endure much, Caius's member was sure to tear right through the casual home wear with ease.

The only reason that hadn't happened yet was that he had the hardness pressed up against Arlette. And she had no complaints. In fact, Arlette moved her lower body in a way meant precisely rub up against the hardening rod to get it even harder.

Arlette had one hand at the back of Caius's head with her fingers wrapped up in his hair which she used for a strong grip to pull him against her lips and keep his tongue exploring the inside of her mouth.

She placed her other hand on his back, rubbing across the fairly thin material of the casual home-wear shirt he had on. She could feel his spine so well through the material. Sure, it wasn't quite as good as touching his body directly without any clothing in the way but it offered her fingertips more joy than the Lochxen uniform—with its considerably thicker material—ever did.

It added to the appeal Arlette had felt since she first laid eyes on Caius in casual wear. Technically, that was yesterday when she spoke to him with the Loqui-Link but considering the holographic display just makes everything blue anyway, she hadn't gotten a 'true picture'.

Certainly nothing like what she had seen today when she stepped out of her carriage and there he was, standing before those grand double doors. He looked so much older than usual. He still looked eighteen. Just a more… mature eighteen.

It was as though the Lochxen uniform had been inhibiting some of his adoring physical qualities. Which is insane because how he looked in the Lochxen uniform was already more than enough to turn Arlette crazy.

Caius created space between their upper bodies despite how much Arlette seemed against it and he placed his hand on her chest before grabbing the part of her dress meant to cover her breasts to pull it down so he could grab one of the two bountiful mounds and squeeze.

His action elicited a gasp from Arlette. And then, her tongue roused as she 'attacked' Caius's tongue to push him out of her mouth so she could explore his instead. Caius didn't put up a fight in that oral contest because he was mesmerized at the moment by the feel of her breast in his hand. As well as the feel of her ass with his other hand. It really didn't matter that he had touched them so many times, his body reacted to them like it was the first.

His cock pulsed with elation like it was a virgin filled with immense anticipation. Ordinarily, this might be a problem. It was increasing exceptions about something he knew so well already. However, there was always something new even in the familiar.

It might not make sense, but every day, every time—Hell, every thrust—always offered something new. And that was what filled Caius with his anticipation.

He pushed against Arlette and forced her to move backward. She complied but didn't seem all that aware of what was happening because she was far too wrapped up in sucking on his tongue. She did notice though when Caius pressed her back against one of the bedposts of the gigantic bed in the room.

The bedpost didn't offer enough surface area for her entire back but Arlette didn't mind. It didn't even feel uncomfortable. She dared say nothing could feel uncomfortable when she had Caius this close to her.

Only Arlette's back was pressed up against the bedpost. Her lower half was pulled toward Caius by virtue of his hand on her ass. He had slid his hand past the material of her gown now and was helping himself to handfuls of her ass clad in only her skimpy panties.

A groan of frustration came from Arlette's throat then. It didn't matter to her that the underwear didn't cover enough to be a hindrance to Caius's touch of her body. What mattered was that it did cause even a small bit of hindrance so she wanted it gone.

Alas, Caius was a lot more patient. He worked his way under the strap of the panties and let them snap back against the back of his hand, securing him in place as he busied himself with the smoothness of her ass cheeks.

Arlette dropped both of her hands and grabbed the hem of his shirt. She pulled her face away from his for the single minute she needed to pull the shirt up and off his body. Caius complied by raising his arms so the sleeves could come off him.

The moment the shirt was off and tossed aside, Caius's hands returned to where they had been and Arlette reclaimed his lips in continuation of their oral contest with her hands now moving across his back, the feeling of her fingers directly on his skin caused intense tremors to travel so hard through her body, concentrating at her nether region in the first herald of an impactful climax.

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