F*ck it, I can’t hold myself anymore!! [R-18]

Alex watched the single tear drop from her chin and felt the lingering anger in his chest completely fade away, shifting into a cold, hard hatred for Clara.

If he was in her place, he might have done the same thing.

Without saying a word, Alex stood up from the hard wooden chair and stepped over to the edge of the mattress.

He sat down right next to her, and reached out his hand on her bare shoulder.

Her smooth skin was still slightly wet from the shower and covered in tiny goosebumps from the cool air.

As soon as his warm palm touched her, Liria let out a ragged, shaky breath and leaned into his hand.

Alex didn't hesitate. He wrapped both arms around her body and pulled her close, gathering her firmly into his lap.

Liria practically collapsed against him.

Her hands came up, gripping the front of his denim shirt like a lifeline as she buried her face into the warm crook of his neck.

As she pressed her torso tightly against his, Alex felt an intense, intimate sensation.

Under his soft shirt, his own breasts pressed firmly against the firm curves of Liria’s athletic chest through her thin tank top.

“Damn, I can’t let my lustful emotions accelerate my feminization again, control… control yourself!!” He reminded himself as the soft, warm crush of their bodies locking together was a vivid reminder of his new female body, sobering his thoughts.

"It's okay," Alex whispered, his voice dropping into a low, soothing tone as he slowly ran his hand up and down her bare spine.

He could feel the strong, tense muscles under her skin shivering, slowly beginning to unwind beneath his touch. "I'm not mad at you, you did what you had to do to keep your sister alive. I get it."

"I'm so sorry..." she sobbed softly against his skin, her hot tears and warm breath washing over his collarbone. "I was just so scared, and didn't know what else to do."

"Shh, I know. You're safe right now," he murmured. He tilted his head, his cheek resting against the damp, cool strands of her blonde hair.

Desperate for more of his heat, Liria shifted her weight on the bed.

She parted her legs and slid her smooth, bare thighs across his lap, straddling him so she could press herself even closer.

The friction of her shorts moving against his jeans, combined with the heavy, rhythmic press of their chests, made the air between them suddenly feel thick and heavy.

She tightened her grip around his neck, pressing her hips down into his lap.

Alex could feel the rapid thump of her heartbeat pounding right against his ribs.

He slid his hands lower, resting them on the bare skin of her waist and hips, holding her steady as she trembled in his lap.

Slowly, Liria pulled her face back just enough to look at him.

Her pale green eyes were red-rimmed and wet, looking up at him with a mix of raw gratitude and a deep, growing need.

Her chest rose and fell heavily against his, rubbing their soft curves together with every breath she took.

She moved one of her hands up from his shoulder, sliding her warm fingers along Alex's jawline and resting her thumb gently against his bottom lip.

Her touch was hot and lingering. "Thank you for not hating me," she whispered, her husky voice thick with emotion.

“Now I know why that bitch’s so crazy about you, I can't control myself when I’m near you…” Her gaze slowly dropped from his eyes down to his lips.

Without waiting for him to reply, Liria leaned in closer, closing the tiny gap between them until her breasts were pressed completely flat against his, and he could feel the warm, sweet breath from her parted lips mingling with his own.

Liria closed the tiny gap between them, pressing her lips firmly against Alex’s.

The kiss started out soft, hesitant, and tasting faintly of salt from her tears, but as Alex slid his hands from her waist up along the smooth curve of her back, a sudden wave of heat seemed to break through Liria's remaining restraint.

She let out a low, needy breath against his mouth and parted her lips deeper, kissing him with a desperate, hungry intensity.

She tangled her fingers into Alex’s hair, pulling him closer as if she were afraid he might vanish if she let go.

Alex met her passion with equal intensity.

His body felt hypersensitive, every nerve ending tingling under the warmth of her touch.

He brought one hand up to hold the back of her head, tilting her face to deepen the kiss, while his other hand slid down to touch the bare skin of her hip, holding her tightly against his lap.

The physical sensation was overwhelming.

Every shift of Liria’s hips sent a jolt of pleasure straight to Alex’s heart.

Liria pulled back for just a fraction of a second, gasping for air, her pale green eyes dark with desire.

Without breaking his gaze, she reached down and caught the hem of her dark sleeveless tank top.

With a fluid, urgent motion, she pulled it over her head and tossed it onto the carpet, leaving her upper body completely bare.

Her skin was flushed a deep pink, her chest heaving as she looked down at Alex.

"Master..." she whispered, her voice husky and trembling with need.

She reached out with trembling fingers and began undoing the buttons of his denim shirt. "Let me see you. Let me feel you."

Alex didn't stop her.

As she parted the fabric and pushed the heavy shirt off his shoulders, the cool bedroom air hit his bare skin, instantly making his nipples tighten.

The sight of his own exposed, feminine chest still felt slightly surreal, but having Liria stare at him with such intense, undisguised attraction made a rush of confidence and heat surge through his veins.

Liria leaned forward again, pressing her breasts directly against his.

The sensation of skin against skin, the soft, heavy touch of their breasts pressing together without any cloth to separate them… made both of them let out a simultaneous gasp.

“Fuck it, I can’t hold myself anymore…!!” It was a completely new, electrifying sensation for Alex, an undeniable proof of his feminized body that felt incredibly intimate and natural in Liria's arms.

She wrapped her arms tightly around his shoulders, burying her face in the curve of his neck once more as she rocked her hips slowly against his lap.

The movement created a steady, building friction that made Alex’s breath catch in his throat.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her slightly so their bodies aligned perfectly, guiding her rhythmic movements.

"We only have two hours before Leo gets back," Alex murmured against her ear, his voice thick with desire as he trailed a line of soft kisses down her jawline to the sensitive skin of her throat.

"Then make me forget everything for two hours," Liria breathed out, arching her back and pressing herself even closer to him, completely surrendering to the heat of the moment.

“As I said, you don’t even need me to force you, if you proceed at this pace!” Just then another soft whisper sounded in Alex’s mind, however he completely lost control of himself, as he felt Liria up close.