Page 53 of A Soul to Touch

He isn’t leaving.He wasn’t running away even though her fingers were moving, even though she was fucking herself with them right before his very eyes.He’d flee if he didn’t want to witness this... right?

The lack of flesh on his face made it impossible to know what he was feeling.

“Do you know what sex is, Faunus?” she asked, her voice so croaked and raspy she worried he might not have heard it. Gods, it sounded so pathetically lewd to herownears.

“Yes,” he grated back, his voice even more gravelly than usual.

Her breath hitched as her inner walls clamped around her fingers.

“So, you know what I’m doing?” She started to pump her fingers a little slower but more sensually, making it obvious to him.

He gripped the logs in his arms tighter to the point bark flaked off them from his claws.

“Yes,”he grated even deeper, his orbs growing brighter.

She drifted her gaze over him, from curling horns down to his paw toes and human feet. They settled on his curling tail for only a moment before she shot her gaze back up to his feline skull.

Her heart rate picked up. She was about to go bold and learn whether Faunus was interested or not. She was tired of playing cat and mouse – with her being the chasing predator.

She’d always been impatient, and even just these few days of waiting had been... tiresome.

“Would you like to help me, Faunus?” Mayumi slipped her fingers out so he could see her pussy, see that it was wet and that she’d stretched it a little. She even opened her entrance slightly with her fingertips. “I’d like you to.”

Faunusdroppedthe logs he was holding, and they clattered against the ground as he stepped over them. There was no hesitation, not even a second of it. He headed straight for her,almost stumbling over his feet in his haste, like he thought she’d change her mind if he wasn’t fast enough.

She watched the door close gently behind him before giving him a beckoning smile.

Mayumi was on her back, legs spread, her fingers deep inside her cunt, and askingFaunusto come take over. He couldn’t get his feet to move fast enough, despite crossing the room in only a few long strides.

His heart had never beat this erratically before, and he swore it picked up even faster speed when she smirked at him. Her lips had a mischievous curl to them, and the glint in her eyes promised unspoken wicked things.

And those naughty fingers were still moving like she was beckoning him closer by thrusting them into herself.

Even if this was a trick or some kind of dangerous ploy, Faunus knew he would have done anything to get to her right then.

He would have taken an arrow, any blade, or even been threatened with fire, and Faunus would have ignored it. He would have mauled whatever was in his way to do so, a human, a Demon, another Duskwalker, a poor unsuspecting table.

Like she was his destruction, he fell before her on his knees, both of them thudding against the timber before his handsslammeddown around her shoulders. He pierced the mattressshe was lying on with his claws.

The aroma in the air had been strong all the way from the doorway, but now it was choking. Faunus started panting at her, his fangs parting as he struggled to breathe being so close to that sweet scent of arousal.

With her eyes glued to his orbs, she bit at her bottom lip. He could tell by the sound of the squelching that came from between them that her fingers had picked up their pace.

Her face and chest were flushed acutepink. She looked so heated, like she was burning from the inside out.

Shit,he cursed when he felt his tentacles writhing quickly to capture his cock and prevent it from extruding.I don’t think I can do this while remaining calm.

Already he was fighting his own body, and he hadn’t even started touching her.

Thatwasnotgoing to stop him.

She was offering him something he’d always wanted and never thought possible. He would touch this little human even if it was the last thing he did.

An unhidden moan fell from her lips. It caused his orbs to blacken momentarily so he could savour that melodious sound.

When he noticed her fingers had ceased moving and they were slipping from her, he couldn’t contain the threatening growl that burst from him.

“Don’t stop,” he demanded.

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