Thea let it happen. The jacket slid down her arm and hung from the other elbow.
The shirt underneath was thin and still not properly adjusted. The shape of her breasts showed clearly through the fabric. Her nipples were tight against it.
He kept his eyes on hers while he pushed the jacket fully off. It dropped to the floor.
Thea stood in front of him in the shirt and the tight black pants she had just put on. Her face was red, but she did not cover herself.
Kalon placed both hands on her waist. The fabric of the shirt bunched under his fingers.
He pulled her a step closer until her body was almost against his.
"I’ve wanted to do this for a while," he told her.
Thea’s hands came up and rested lightly against his chest. She was still nervous, but his words resonated inside of her, as though they were bringing out something she had been hiding for a long time.
"So have I..." she admitted quietly.
Her fingers curled into his shirt without pushing him away. Kalon leaned in and kissed her.
Thea made a small sound against his mouth.
After a second she kissed him back.
Her lips were soft and a little uncertain at first, then firmer. Kalon kept one hand on her waist and moved the other up her side, feeling the shape of her body under the thin shirt.
When his thumb brushed the underside of her breast she inhaled sharply through her nose but did not stop the kiss.
He broke the contact just enough to speak.
"If you want me to stop, say it now."
Thea’s blue eyes were glossy. Her cheeks were still red. She shook her head once.
"Don’t stop."
Kalon kissed her again, harder this time, and backed her toward the bed.
Thea moved with him. When the back of her legs hit the mattress she sat down, then let him guide her further until she was lying back against the sheets.
Kalon followed her down, one knee on the bed, hands still on her body.
The shirt had ridden up slightly. A strip of bare skin showed above the waistband of her pants. Kalon rested his hand there, feeling the heat of her stomach, then slid it higher under the shirt.
Thea arched a little into the contact. Her own hands were on his shoulders now, holding on.
Outside the room the rest of the house stayed quiet. Thea’s mother would not be back until evening. There was time.
Kalon pushed the shirt higher.
Thea was nervous, but lifted her arms and let him pull it off completely.
Her bare breasts sat soft and full in the open air. She was wearing no bra.
Her breasts were were like two rope fruit waiting to be picked. They were perky, and slightly larger than Josinia’s. The skin was smooth and soft-looking, and her nipples were a baby-pink shade and small as buttons. They fit her frame perfectly.
This is the first time I’ve had a humans breasts in front of me... Kalon realised.
He was happy with this being his first time.
Thea looked away nervously. It was the first time she had been so vulnerable in front of a man.
Kalon looked at them for a second, then leaned down and took the left one into his mouth.
Thea’s back arched at the sudden pleasure.
"Ah—"
He sucked firmly, pulling the nipple between his lips while his tongue moved over it. At the same time he shifted his leg and pressed his knee up between her thighs, right against the crotch of her tight black pants.
He pushed upward with steady pressure and started grinding his knee against her in slow, firm circles.
Thea’s hands grabbed his shoulders. Her hips moved on their own, rubbing against his knee while he sucked her breast.
Wet sounds came from his mouth each time he pulled off the nipple and took it back in.
What... What is this warmth? She thought to herself. It was nothing like when she would massage her own nipples during masturbation.
He switched to the other breast and gave it the same treatment, sucking hard enough to make her breath hitch.
"Kalon... that feels amazing—"
He pressed his knee harder against her and kept the grinding motion going. The fabric of her pants was already warm and slightly damp where he rubbed.
Thea’s legs opened wider without him asking. Her fingers dug into his shirt as he sucked one nipple, then the other, then back again.
He stayed fully clothed. His hands held her waist and the side of her breast, keeping her in place while his mouth and knee did the work.
Every time he pushed his knee up she let out a small, broken sound. Her hips rolled against him in short, needy movements.
Kalon bit down lightly on one nipple and pulled it with his lips. Thea’s whole body jerked. He kept grinding his knee against her crotch in the same steady rhythm, feeling the heat and wetness building through the thin material of her pants.
Her breathing turned fast and uneven. Her chest rose and fell under his mouth.
"Don’t stop... please—"
He didn’t stop. He sucked harder and moved his knee in tighter circles, pressing right against the most sensitive spot between her legs.
Thea’s thighs trembled on either side of his leg.
Her head tipped back against the bed. Drool ran down her chin.
Soft, repeated moans left her mouth while he kept working both of her breasts with his lips and tongue.
Her body started to lose it’s strength. The grinding of his knee pushed her closer to something she had never felt before.
She held onto him tightly, chest pushed up into his mouth, crotch rubbing firmly against his knee as the pressure built.
Then a sharp knock sounded at the bedroom door.
Both of them froze.
A mature voice came from the hallway, clear and close.
"Thea? Are you in there? I’m home early."
Thea’s eyes went wide. Her face was still red, chest naked, body almost limp under Kalon.
The knock came again.
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