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“Tighnari?”
Collei steps into Tighnari’s home, arms wrapped around herself. It’s somewhat cooler than usual tonight, so goosebumps prickle at her bare arms from the walk over wearing little more than a sleeveless robe kept together with a thin sash at her waist.
Tighnari doesn’t look up immediately, but his ears do swivel slightly toward Collei when she says his name. Collei pulls the thin curtain across the entryway as he finishes writing, then leans against the wall.
After a few moments, Tighnari places down his quill pen and stands up from his desk. “Hello, Collei. Was there something you needed?”
A smile touches her lips. Tighnari is still dressed, but he’s a bit unkempt—his fingers are smudged with charcoal from sketching in his notebooks, his tanned skin smudged with dirt from foraging earlier, and the sash he usually wears around his waist discarded on the floor beside his desk. It’s late—Collei would usually be settling down to sleep right now herself, but she was feeling lonely. Tighnari, however, sleeps in until noon and goes to bed past midnight, which is exactly the reason they don’t share a bed most nights. It’s just not practical.
“I got a package from Amber today,” Collei says, shifting her weight. A light blush colors her cheeks. “I wanted to show you what she sent.”
“Oh?” Tighnari reaches out his hand, and Collei gives a slight nod before taking it and letting him pull her in for a kiss. He brushes her bangs away from her face. “What did she send?”
Collei steps back so she can untie the sash around her waist. She lets it fall to the floor, and opens her robe, revealing a red babydoll with a lacy sweetheart neckline and sheer red fabric that parts under her chest, revealing her pudgy belly. She used to be insecure wearing this sort of thing—when she first arrived here, she was much thinner. Her skin used to be stretched tight around her ribs, and her limbs lacked the fat and muscle tone for most mild activity, leaving her exhausted and cold almost all the time. Now, though, she’s gained weight—lots of it. She’s got a thick layer of fat over her muscles from the time she’s spent eating Sumeru cooking and exploring the forest, and her round cheeks have regained a healthy glow.
The only thing she’s self conscious about now is her small breasts and the bulge of her cock. The treatment she receives from the Akademiya to continue blocking the progress of puberty and make her body more soft and feminine won’t change the parts she already had, and it doesn’t seem like her breasts are getting any bigger.
She drops her hands to clasp in front of her crotch and sways her hips slightly, making the hem of the babydoll flutter through the air before settling back at the top of her thighs. “Do you like it?”
Tighnari reaches for her hands and takes them into his own, pulling her back to his bed. He sits down and leans forward to press a kiss just under her navel, then looks up at her with adoring eyes. “Amber has good taste.”
Collei ducks her head shyly.
“C’mere,” Tighnari says, pulling her closer by her hips. She happily obliges, and the two of them shuffle into a more comfortable position atop his bed. Collei lies down beside him and drapes a leg and an arm across his body.
Tighnari turns his head and kisses her as he laces his fingers with hers. Already, Collei can feel herself getting hard from the way her crotch is pushed up against his hip—she rocks her hips slightly, seeking friction, and gasps softly as pleasure ripples through her body and tingles at her fingertips.
“Good girl,” Tighnari murmurs, pulling away from the kiss. “Will you come for me?”
Embarrassed, Collei buries her face in his shoulder. “Mm,” she mumbles in affirmation, already beginning to roll her hips again. The feeling of the lace panties she’s wearing just amplifies her pleasure.
Something about the way Tighnari just lets her rut against him feels…incredibly arousing. There’s a certain vulnerability in wearing just lingerie while Tighnari is fully dressed, and yet he still manages to make her feel in control of the situation, which is something she’s always needed from him when they’re intimate. She doesn’t like having her agency taken away, even if she still likes being submissive—it brings back too many bad memories.
Her climax approaches after some time, and her breathing hitches as she comes. Her treatment makes her infertile, but her cock still spurts out a tiny bit of come, making a wet spot on her panties that she can feel as she continues riding out her orgasm on Tighnari’s thigh, moaning quietly.
Tighnari curls a hand into her hair when she’s finally done, and presses a kiss to her temple. “Good job,” he says. “Let me put out the lamps and get undressed. You can sleep with me tonight—so long as you don’t wake me in the morning.” His voice takes on a teasing tone with the last line, making Collei’s lips turn up into a smile.
She nods, and returns a kiss to his cheek. “Thank you.”