Chapter 107: Nudes
Alex's kissing was no joke!
Sara's mind was blown away by the pleasure that stemmed from their tongues wrestling against each other. She was also a little clumsy, but after all these years of being alone, no one could blame the dullahan momma.
Alex was not a shy guy, either. Although he often held back because of his principles and relationship progress, he couldn't stop himself as Sara acted too adorable. She opened herself to him and even guided him to the bed.
At this point, if he were to just let Sara do everything in his place, he would hurt his conscience and her feelings.
He got a proper hold onto Sara, who had been lying on him for some time now. Alex dictated the pace and how much room to breathe Sara had with one hand on her back and another on her head.
He held her tightly.
He never let her beautiful face go too far away from him. He would lick her cheeks or even kiss her nape if she needed a break. He would keep kissing her until Sara told him to stop.
As Sara clutched his clothes tighter, Alex returned to her lips. He seized those again, licked her lips and teeth, then reciprocated Sara's feelings.
The dullahan momma wanted to regain her skills! She fought against Alex's kissing to get her peak form back. Regardless of Sara's feelings, Alex grew more mesmerized by her body.
Her reaction, pretty face, and big chest heaving up and down from her rough breathing. He saw more than he should.
And the reason Alex thought like that was that he could tell that Sara wouldn't agree to do the deed right now. A little barrier existed in their relationship, and both Alex and Sara knew about it.
But it was so hard to hold back one's feelings. They still ended up in bed because of that reason.
Alex caressed Sara's face, which was a little wet and warm, "Is that Sara who lets all her rules go?"
"Not all rules, but you are pretty close to seeing that excessively lusty side…" Sara whispered with her reddened cheeks.
She then parted her lips and let out her tongue. Alex could only take the invitation and show himself off again.
Their positions soon changed, and it was Alex who was above.
Sara comfortably laid herself on the bed, then asked, "Am I too boring?"
"Where does that even come from?" Alex asked in a voice as if he couldn't believe Sara's words.
She chuckled and explained, "I am not like Schnee or Stella. Our winged girl needs a lot of attention, and she draws people with her natural charm. Schnee is similar, but I'm sure you would find more fun with her around now that she has taken a liking to you.
On the other hand, I am a lone mother. I have a little daughter to take care of, and I tend to get too serious," Sara whispered.
Alex shook his head, "Because I tend to get too responsible about specific topics, I am the same. And because of that, I have never thought of you as too responsible or boring. I find it attractive.
If you become a strict and overly serious momma, then that's fine," Alex grinned.
Sara threw him a side-glance, then whispered while pinching his nose, "Don't call me momma. It's too weird."
Alex chuckled, "Don't you want to know why it is fine?"
"Why?" Sara asked as if she couldn't think of any answer, looking particularly adorable.
Alex leaned down, "Because of what we did just now. I will always be that guy that brings out your lively and vigorous self. That's why you can just keep being yourself; I will be by your side to give you some time.
We will break the rules together," Alex smiled widely.
Sara's heart skipped a beat and thumped loudly. As if compelled by that drumming, she extended her hand toward her shirt with the intent of taking it off. She wanted to show more of herself.
But then, the loud knocks came from behind the doors.
"Mom! Alex! Are you here?! I want to see the king's room too!" Celia was here together with her wolf friends.
The little dullahan didn't know what was going on and what her mother and Alex had been doing in the room. In fact, she wasn't sure whether they were in that king's room. However, Celia heard that Alex would check this room soon, so he should be here!
Sara froze, then let her shirt go with a faint smile. From her face, all redness disappeared. It was as if she had lost all her mood.
A high curiosity seeped into her, though. She glanced at Alex, wanting to know his reaction.
How would he react?
Would he get mad at Celia for stopping them in such an intimate moment? That would be a reaction fitting his age.
Or perhaps, he would surprise her once again?
Alex didn't say anything. He still hovered above Sara, not letting her go. He put the finger on his lips, signaling the dullahan momma to stay silent, then waited for Celia to go away.
As he had predicted, Celia whispered to herself, "They are not here! Where are they?"
Her two wolves didn't reply to her.
At last, Celia went away. She couldn't hear any voices from the very beginning, which convinced her that her mom and Alex weren't in the king's room.
Alex left the bed slowly, "We can't let her see or hear us yet."
But as he looked at Sara, Alex blinked, "Is that some kind of a skill?"
Sara corrected her clothes, wiped her face and neck with a handkerchief, fixed her hair, then slowly followed Alex out of bed.
As she stood before him, Sara displayed her regular self as if nothing had happened between them.
"I am always ready in case Celia needs me. It's part of mother's strength," Sara grinned like a young girl, then pecked Alex's lips, "Thank you."
In comparison, Alex was so red people would think he was sick. His breath was also erratic, to say nothing of his hair being messed. He was like a young lover who had escaped from somewhere.
"I will reprimand Celia for not sleeping at such an hour. See you tomorrow, Alex," Sara whispered to his ear before leaving the room.
Alex uttered, "See you…" dazed.
He then dropped onto the bed, "That was so close… I can't really hold back anymore, can I?"
He recalled what had happened. A sense of pride quickly sprouted within Alex's heart. He had shown off to Sara the extent of his kissing skills. He could tell that she was surprised and that she relied on him to get her skills back.
That was a pretty incredible feeling to make an older woman rely on you for such an intimate reason.
He went to the bath, took it alone, then jumped to the bed.
But before Alex closed his eyes, the doors to his room opened, "Alex? I forgot something…"
Sara stepped in. She was already in her pajamas, so it was just a matter of time before she would fall asleep.
Alex lifted his upper body and stared at her, a little dazed and excited. His heart produced many feelings.
Sara took out his present, which was that peculiar silver mirror, "I heard girls your age like to take photos. They take photos on every occasion."
"Well, that's true," Alex recalled all social media posts, nodding to the dullahan momma.
Sara sweetly smiled, "Let's take a photo, then. It might be a little hard with this silver mirror, but I hope you will cooperate."
"Sure. What kind of photo do you have in mind?" Alex asked curiously.
Sara climbed onto his bed, then sat down next to him. She wrapped her arm around his neck, then pulled him close to her face.
Sara lifted the silver mirror, recording their close contact as their cheeks struck.
"We should try again," Alex said as he stared at his face.
Sara grinned, "I like this face. You look so funny."
"You look like a model regardless of what happens… That's pretty good genes," Alex rolled his eyes.
His dullahan momma didn't want to delete this picture, nor did she want to retake a new one. In that picture, Alex's expression could be explained in just three words; startled, aroused, and stupid.
But before leaving him, Sara lifted his chin with her finger, staring into his eyes, "Once I get my hands on a treasure that can print out photos like cellphones on Earth, I will give you a few nudes."
"What is this girl teaching you about?" Alex squinted his eyes.
A part of him wanted to slap Olivia's ass for what she told Sara about. A part of him wanted to thank his girlfriend.
But after Sara's smile, the latter part won over him.
Olivia had received a confusing 'Thank you' the following day.
