Galataea Crystallim Core 2 Page 4

  The Crystallim core nearly leapt from his hand. The swirling shadows and vivid green light became truly radiant and threatened to reach blindingly intense levels.

  Pirouette climbed onto his lap and leaned against him while he sat in her comfy chair. She ran her tongue along his ear and whispered huskily, “Claim me already...”

  Scott closed his hand around her core and she jerked a little. “Your sexy ass is mine...”

  She started to breathe heavier after she heard that. Her eyes widened slightly and then closed to seductively narrowed slits. “Yes, master.”

  Her new master pressed his lips hotly to the side of her neck and then slid his hands down to cup her supple ass. She was a well-formed girl. Everything about her seemed to be designed for maximum erotic appeal.

  Scott attached her core to his bracer then slipped both hands down to grip her glorious backside. He squeezed her ass strongly even as he casually swirled his tongue along her pert little nipple. His teeth clamped down gently around her bit of perkiness. Pirouette's enthusiastic moan spoke volumes regarding how long she'd been without such intimacy.

  Just as her eyes narrowed and then gently closed, they flew open once more in surprise when Scott slapped her hard across the ass and engulfed her breast in his mouth. She squealed happily and pressed her hips forward. This promised to be a truly momentous occasion for her pert posterior.

  Her heart-beat quickened when he stopped feasting upon her breast long enough to pull her head down. Remembering his training, as a hunter, he confidently whispered, "Every part of you will belong to me."

  Pirouette's lips parted slightly as her breathing became heavier. Scott's other hand slipped between her thighs and caressed her the seam of her long untapped potential. The field of her feminine mystery, her most intimate and secret of places, was left untended for far too long.

  Pirouette's personal field of womanly dreams was nearly ripe for the plow. His fingers knew this well, as the irrigation was well underway...

  The sweet sounds of her lightly panted breaths grew ever more intense by the moment. A half-sobbed moan echoed in his ear even as she pressed her chest against him. There was a certain fire missing from her life in the last few decades. Yet, after only a few moments of spending time with someone, the heat began to rise anew. Pirouette might not need sex in order to function and remain Lucid, but it felt wonderful to have a man’s hands take charge of her body once more.

  Scott ran his tongue slowly along her neck. She tilted her head back so that he could learn more of her special flavor. He kissed the space between her throat and her collar bone then worked his way up to her chin. Once there he moved two fingers over to explore the cleft of her ass cheeks.

  She whimpered a little when he started to tease her cutely puckered anal passage, but his tongue silenced her by sliding between her soft pink lips. Pirouette practically glowed with arousal at this point. Untouched in this manner for a long time, the casual way that he took charge of her body was quite consuming.

  The dark elf lost track of time after that. Each moment was a subtle shift in the dynamics of their position and her awareness. Soon she found herself on the floor. Her breasts were pressed hotly against the plush carpet while her bountiful ass bounced and swayed to the thrusts of her new master.

  She cried loudly in exquisite pain when his hand slapped down upon her ass cheek with a loud crack. It was not the first time. Her mouth flew open and her tongue stretched forth like a serpent searching for prey whenever she felt the tender caress of his hand harshly clapping against her innocent backside.

  Pirouette panted like a dog in heat. Her body burned with passion, a flame that grew more intense with each ruthless thrust of his hips.

  What was the source of that glorious aggression? She'd hoped for a little rough play, but she was ready to marry his cock at this point. The rest of his body would just have to understand...

  Scott started to slap her intermittently on each of her ass cheeks while he pounded her aching pussy. The heat of her arousal would have melted a lesser man, but Scott only thrust harder with each tiny cry of joyous pain he elicited from the lonesome dark elf. She bit her lower lip and fought back the undignified sound that her throat longed to unleash.

  Finally, unable to resist any longer, she cried out loudly and clawed at the carpet. Her maidenly fluids gushed out with great force, even as she spasmed around his cock. Her sensual walls convulsed and contracted around Scott's mighty hammer like they never wished to let him go. Deeper? Harder? Faster? Yes!

  He pulled her head back by her hair. She gasped for air, and tried to look back at him even as she was forced to rise up onto her hands. Her breasts swayed heavily in the air. He buckled his thighs a little to give her leverage, and then pulled her head back further. Now her burning hot body was arched beautifully against him.

  Scott placed one hand around her throat, but did not squeeze. He used that position as a means of dominance and leverage. He pulled her head back enough to whisper into her ear. “Has my new pussy learned anything?”

  Her vaginal walls immediately tightened around his cock once more, and her ass began to move to a rhythm all its own. “It’s incorrigible....”

  “Naughty pussy...” he whispered. Scott slipped his free hand up to massage her breasts.

  Pirouette moaned loudly at his gentle, yet possessive, touch. “You have such a sweet pussy, but your naughty ass is a bad influence..."

  Her eyes snapped open when he confidently whispered, "I’ll give it a harsh punishment...” Thoroughly enamored and beyond the point of return, her sweet pussy once again gushed forth with its own brand of sweet liquid violence. She gasped and cried out hotly as even the mention of further punishment caused her reach what she felt to be the peak of arousal.

  A high-class dark elf, top of her field, she pretended to be human as a means to an end that she chose not to explain. Aided by her former corporate owner, she worked tirelessly toward that goal. In all that time, she took no male lover; or any lover really. Neither her lonely heart, nor her throbbing pussy, were ready for the enthusiasm of a virile young man who'd spent the last few days with the worst case of blue balls in history.

  Her wide, strangely innocent, eyes shimmered gently with emotion. Her honey pot clenched and unclenched in time to her beating heart. Finally, she said, “Yes, of course... That would be for the best...”

  Scott pulled free of her grasping vagina, his motion causing her arousal to slip out in a hot liquid spasm of regret. She looked back at him reproachfully. "Why?"

  "My pussy has to learn..." said Scott enigmatically, before he turned her around and lightly patted the side of her face with his length, "If she keeps running with a bad crowd, she'll get into trouble."

  Pirouette's nostrils flared. Her tongue slipped out sideways and lightly touched the side of his manhood. "How will you teach her a lesson?"

  He gripped a hunk of her hair and twisted just hard enough to make her gasp a little, then traced her lips with the tip of his masculine pride. "If she can't behave, she'll have to sit in the corner and watch the others play,"

  "So cruel," she said, her eyes shimmering softly in the light. She realized something a moment later. "Others?"

  He reached down and grabbed one of her heavy breasts. "Yes, all thee of you."

  She blinked then looked at him curiously for a brief moment. Suddenly, the light of understanding dawned in her eyes. "Yes, of course... Master."

  Delicate hands reached down to grip soft, supple breasts. Pirouette hefted her epic elven treasure chest up and then wrapped her master in its glory.

  Scott nodded to her then casually said, "Begin."

  Her nostrils flared slightly and her eyes drew half-closed. She made no statement against what he commanded. Instead, her cheeks became even more flushed than they already were.

  Pirouette's hot moist breathe blew softly down against the tip of her future, and then with a heavy sigh she leaned down and gave him a gentle kiss. Though her
head was bowed, she looked up at him, a curious expression on her face. It was an almost child-like expression. It combined innocence with a desire to please. It was a look that begged the question, 'Daddy, am I doing it right?'

  Scott unleashed a wide feral grin. He knew that she was not nearly as innocent as her expression portrayed, but he adored how much she got into the act. This promised to continue to be a truly eventful meeting.

  It is the little things that make life worth living. Scott knew that intellectually, but he felt it more keenly in recent days. The subtle whimper of a girl who was happy with her life, mixed with the scent of her sweet perfume, were little things worth experiencing.

  The feel of her softly panted breaths against the side of his neck, and the subtle movements of her body moving softly against his own, filled him with a special sort of warmth. It was the sort of experience that many people dreamed of, and he'd experienced it several times over the course of the day.

  With the exception of a few hours of rest after she underwent refinement, they'd spent most of the day wrapped in each other's arms. Between the bond development, and her refinement, the poor sexy dear should be exhausted. But her vast experience bolstered her stamina. Her desires invigorated her senses and kept her going on all cylinders, so to speak.

  Scott kissed Pirouette softly on the ear while his fingers massaged her aching maidenhood. Two of his exploratory digits slipped between her folds to gently remind her of a great new truth. Her premium elven pussy had come under new ownership.

  Pirouette sighed loudly and bucked her hips a little. She absolutely adored every moment of today. Now that their new positions in life were decided, she reveled in the feeling of a masterful hand.

  The hunter’s free hand slid upward to cup her left breast. His thumb swirled casually around her areola for a moment before his hand clenched softly around her beautiful globe.

  She cried out a little once more then pressed her supple backside against his groin. It had been so long, so intolerably long, since someone held her in this way. Until now she'd avoided having another man in her life, but changes in laws and then changes in society caused her to accept the intellectual need for such intimacy recently. It was her life’s work versus her heart’s desires. Her work was more important, or so she'd chosen to think.

  Now, the idea that she needed to choose between the two seemed like hubris, or simple idiocy. She could have the two things that she longed for in this world. One was the continuance of her dream, a dream of true independence for some Crystallim. The other was this man’s masculine pride to be buried inside of her on a frequent and intense basis.

  The dark elf moaned sweetly when her new master’s searching fingers penetrated her most sacred of places. With each passing moment, his fingers casually slid deeper into her. Her lonely little pussy squeezed sweetly around his fingers like it desired to wrap them in metaphorical arms and give his fingers a passionate hug.

  Scott slipped his hand up and clasped Pirouette by the chin. He turned her head to the side, gently, and then he kissed her warmly on the lips. Their tongues slipped out and began to move in a slow and sensual dance.

  His thumb began to work its magic by slowly caressing her clitoral glans; or her love button as his immature side liked to call it. Scott stroked and teased her sexy little love button in a slow, deliberate, manner. Pirouette moaned hotly into his mouth. Her back arched heavily caused her breasts to bounce sensually in the air.

  Crystallim patterned their dream forms on human fantasies, though the reason was not fully known. As such, the anatomy of their bodies might be strange at times. However, certain areas of their bodies tended to be virtually identical to that of a human female.

  The clitoris, the so-called g-spot, was no mystery to Scott. Humanity could not afford to have a hunter uneducated in the erogenous zones of a woman’s body. Of course, that education was also expanded to include the sensual needs of a host of inhuman physical forms.

  Scott teased her love button in a strong, casual, way and she began to shake. Pirouette clutched at him as her aching pussy began to undulate in powerful waves. It was not long before she gasped out in ecstatic bliss and released yet another beautiful orgasm upon the world.

  Her master started to congratulate her but she gasped again, this time due to a different sort of beautiful sensation. Light and energy began to radiate from her body. Vivid green mixed with a dark crackling force flowed outward from her sensual curvature.

  When the lightshow died down she panted against Scott’s face for a moment then caressed him with her nose. She'd undergone an incredibly intense experience.

  “Was that what I think it was?” asked Scott. He could not help but smile at the implication.

  Pirouette laughed in a husky, sensual, manner. “Oh yes, I just reached level two again...”

  “Mhmm. Training you will be fun,” said Scott.

  She giggled, not unlike a school girl with a crush. “Will it really?”

  “Yes, grow into a strong sexy girl for me, alright?” Scott kissed her on her soft, sweet, lips.

  She returned that kiss with great vigor. “If my master desires it...”

  Scott and pirouette laughed and played for a little while longer, but sadly they did not have the time to try for yet another level increase that day. It took many hours of intense eroticism to gain enough experience to acquire a level, even when a Crystallim was level one. While it would be easier as the strength of their bond increased, for now increasing power in this manner required quite the lengthy session of serious level grinding.

  After the dark elf, Pirouette, bonded properly with Scott she slowly began to return to her base status at level one. It was a common and expected occurrence for a Crystallim, regardless of her former level. Due to her level, however, it would have taken a week or more to reset properly. Refinement sped the process considerably. Now that she was an A-Rank Crystallim, her leveling process from level one would allow for much greater growth compared to before.

  The official story was that she was granted to the newly sponsored hunter, Scott Matthews, as a helpmate and powerful starter Crystallim. It was only coincidence that the head researcher at the institute took a one month vacation afterward. No one who did not know of her special circumstances would suspect anything. Those who did know were largely in support of her actions.

  “I think I might be a little depressed a month from now,” said Scott. He'd already become quite addicted.

  Pirouette pressed her ass against his groin then gasped out, “Poor baby... Will he miss having me at his beck and call?”

  Scott intensified the pressure and the speed at which his thumb worked. “Yes, I think I will.”

  The dark elf cried out and bucked against his hand once more. “A girl has to earn a living...”

  “True... A pussy of this quality does deserve the finer things in life,” said Scott before nibbling on her ear.

  It was not long before she reached the point of no return once more. Her entire body became an erogenous zone at this point. Even the slightest touch made her cry out with a strong, erotic, voice.

  Pirouette panted hotly against his face once more. Her eyes narrowed, but gleamed softly with arousal. They had work to do, but this felt so good...

  ***

  Scott looked over at the sight of Pirouette sleeping on her comfortable bed. Most Crystallim chose to allow their dream form to release its manifestation when they rested. However, over the course of her long life, she'd grown accustomed to sleeping in this manner. He had to admit, her sleeping face was adorable.

  Unnaturally pretty in a sleek and graceful way, her raw sensuality tended to override her beauty a bit when she was awake. While asleep, instead of looking like sex incarnate, she seemed peaceful. He could easily confuse her for someone of pristine innocence.

  Far older than he was, she'd seen things he could only imagine. Yet, while she slept, he could not help but smile at her and feel protective. "Are you really as worldly
as you seem?" he asked softly before reaching down to lightly stroke her hair.

  Pirouette shifted slightly in her sleep and mumbled, "Harder master..."

  "Hmm?" asked Scott curiously.

  She gasped slightly in her sleep then softly whimpered, "Show your little Pirouette the way..."

  He leaned away from her slightly and narrowed his eyes a little. "Are you actually asleep?" he asked her suspiciously. He waited for an answer but all she did was moan gently and clutch her pillow with greater conviction.

  "Geeze, this girl..." he said while lightly stroking her hair.

  Pirouette moaned softly before gasping in a sweet way. He tongue lolled out of her mouth a little then licked gently at her pillow. "Is Pirouette a good girl, master?"

  "You're the best," he said simply while he continued to stroke her hair.

  A sense of contentment seemed to fill her body after that. She stopped talking in her sleep and relaxed into an even deeper slumber.

  While she took a well-earned nap, he decided to check on a few things. He called up her status window.

  [-Status-]

  Breed Name: Dark Elf Blade Dancer | Evolution: Second-Tier | Rank: A

  Age: 25 | Level: 2

  EXP: 5 | EXP to Next Level: 10

  Build: Saboteur

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  Owner: Scott Matthews

  [B]V.Force: 886

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  [C]Attack: 19 | [B]Defense: 21

  [C]Strength: 22 | [A]Agility: 29 | [C]Vitality: 22

  [B]Intellect: 27 | [C]Resonance: 19

  SPECIAL

  Mind Block: [Type 3]

  She is immune to psychically induced confusion, fear, and depression. She is resistant to all other negative psychic effects.

  Shadow Manipulation: [Type 2]

  She is capable of manipulating the shadow element. She can influence the mind of others in specific and terrifying ways. She can directly reshape shadows and merge with the darkness.