Chapter 1394: Eira’s Move (slight r-18)

"Brat."

Phei suddenly flicked Eira squarely on the forehead before she could dodge, earning a tiny offended noise that did absolutely nothing to improve his opinion of her behavior.

He reached directly into the open Void Pocket and scooped her out of the princess bedroom, the entire action became increasingly ridiculous the more he thought about it. From anyone else’s perspective, Phei was sitting alone on a couch, reaching one arm into empty air only he could properly perceive before somehow pulling a tiny, thousand-year-plus-old fairy into his arms like he had just retrieved an especially troublesome cat from another dimension.

Actually, after everything that had happened to him lately, that barely qualified as weird anymore.

Eira settled comfortably against his chest as though this had obviously been the intended conclusion from the beginning, while Phei closed the pocket behind her and looked down at the smug little creature in his arms.

"You know you could’ve come out yourself, right? Why did you stay in there for hours after waking up?"

"Well, then you would’ve missed all this." Eira gestured proudly toward herself over the body he’d already covered.

Phei’s eyes narrowed. "All what?"

Her smile became more stupidly proud.

Before he could decide whether that expression deserved immediate preventative measures, her body began changing in his arms. Pale-blue light travelled over her as her tiny form lengthened and filled out, her limbs grew elegantly while the dress Phei forced onto her stretched with the transformation.

Within seconds, the fairy who had fit easily against his chest became a full-sized woman occupying considerably more of his lap than before.

Eira wasted absolutely no time taking advantage of the new proportions.

She shifted forward and straddled Phei’s thighs and wrapped both long, delicate arms around his neck, her pale hair spilling around them while her wings unfolded behind her in a faint shimmer.

Phei’s hands instinctively settled against her waist to keep her balanced, and the satisfied little smile appearing on her face told him she had planned for precisely that.

"Do you have any idea how much effort I put into that position back there?" she asked, leaning closer until their noses nearly touched. "I had to make sure everything looked perfect. The angle, the hair, the legs, the expression..." Her eyes gleamed with shameless pride. "Most importantly, I needed you captivated enough that when I did this, you wouldn’t immediately say no."

Phei barely had time to wonder what this meant before Eira kissed him.

It was nothing like the theatrical seduction she had been performing inside the Void Pocket.

The instant her lips met his, the joke vanished beneath genuine hunger.

She kissed him as if the weeks apart had left her starving, her lips were so soft and warm on his own and already parting, the first brush of her mouth was a slow claiming press that deepened at once into something wetter.

Eira kissed him deeper and her arms tightened around Phei’s neck as though the time in her sleep had somehow condensed everything she missed about him into that single moment. Her tongue then snaked and slipped past his lips without waiting; it was hot other than her otherwise cold body and slick; she stroked her tongue against his in a languid drag before curling and retreating, only to push deeper again.

She licked into his mouth like she meant to taste every inch of him, the tip of her tongue teasing the roof of his mouth, then sliding along the underside of his, slow and filthy and unhurried.

Phei exhaled quietly against her mouth. The sound was swallowed between their kiss.

Her lips moved against his in soft, open shifts; she sealed his and parted her own just enough for her tongue to stroke again, wetter now, the kiss turning messy and deep as she sucked lightly on his lower lip before claiming his mouth once more.

Of course she had planned this.

’Of fucking course.’

His hands tightened around Eira’s waist and pulled her closer rather than Phei pretending and fooling himself he wanted distance. His palms slid down to the full, round curve of her ass, and his fingers sank deep into the soft ass flesh as he hauled her flush closer against him.

Gods, there was so much of it than her usually small self; her ass was so plush and heavy and warm, spilling between his fingers no matter how wide he spread them.

Eira melted into him at once with a soft sound of pleasure.

The sound vibrated straight into his mouth.

Her tongue stroked deeper in answer, circled his, and tasted him, the wet slide of it slow and deliberate while her lips kept moving and sealed the kiss tighter every time he tried to pull back for air.

Her now big breasts pressed full against his chest, soft and heavy, their size flattening against him with every breath she took, and through the thin barrier between them he could feel her hard nipples drawn tight and hard like two stiff little points that dragged across him whenever she moved.

Eira used one hand to pull her dress up so she could sit bare against him!

After all she had no any illusion of parties inside!

Her wings fluttered behind her while she shifted on his lap, and her hips moved slowly as she settled herself more comfortably against him; her bare cunt dragged along the thick line of his cock through the thin cloth of his trousers in a slow grind of her pussy that smeared her juice warmth against him.

Comfortably for her, anyway.

Phei’s body had already begun to develop its own opinion about the arrangement:

His cock thickened, hard and heavy beneath her, the broad length of his cock pressed up between her thighs, and every slow roll of her hips dragged her wet pussy folds along it. Her thighs were soft and full around his hips, warm silk against his sides, and they squeezed him every time she rolled.

Eira seemed delighted by the discovery.

She rolled her hips once more, and the full curve of her ass dragged over the hardness beneath her until Phei’s fingers pressed more firmly into her waist.

She ground down deliberately; the soft, generous weight of her ass spread against his lap and rippled under his palms, and her cunt slid along the rigid length of him in one long, wet drag that made her breath catch against his mouth.

Her breasts swelled against his chest as she arched, so soft he could feel them give and reshape against him, her stiff nipples pressing into him like a promise. Her tongue stroked deeper into the kiss at the same moment, slow; her lips sealed and parted in soft, hungry shifts while she tasted the groan he couldn’t quite swallow.

He felt her smile against his lips even before she finally broke the kiss.