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>the deep red blood flowed rapidly beneath her face, its color contrasted deeply with her wild dark skin, leaving only a slightly red tint
>you lightly stroke her left cheek, an act which gave her comfort many times before, and would surely do it again
>her face was flushed, her breathing erratic, her heartbeat fast and her eyes passionate, yet she did not yield
>a single sentence passes through your head
>"no… it's nothing"
>a single sentence, a single one, one that was short and quiet, yet a sentence that still pierced your heart like the strongest blade
>you were angry, mad at her for not trusting you, though even more furious at yourself, the one unable to earn her trust
>"Today is the day", you thought
>today you were going to get it out of her, by whatever means necessary
>you traced her body, from her torso to her waist with your hand, hoping to get a reaction
>her triangular ears fluttered, showing it was working, but her still hesitant attitude showed it wasn't enough
>you let go of her face and positioned yourself down
>amongst the supple mass of her dark chest there stood tall a single cute pink point, like landmarks
>carefully, you started nibbling on one
>she gave a high pitched yelp and stopped herself midway, hoping to hide her pleasure
>without letting her recompose herself you began to explore her body with both of your hands
>her hands which at first resisted, soon retreated to hide her lewd expression
>she inched closer and closer to climax and her body slightly trembled with anticipation until
>you stopped
>she looked at you with those longing eyes, peeking from behind her hands
<"W-why.. why did you stop"
>"I don't know what else to do. It feels like there's something missing, but I simply don't know what it is." you reply, hoping to get an answer out of her
<"There's nothing!" she hurried speaks, the air rushing out of her lungs making her voice more high pitched than usual
>you sigh and start getting up from the bed, hoping she wouldn't call your bluff
<"There's…" she quietly spoke, a mix of hesitation and embarrassment in her voice
>you got back on the bed, on top of her, and lightly kissed her lips, hoping to comfort her and to give her the strength to continue
<"I… A-anon…. can you.." she softly spoke
>the trail of saliva linking your mouths shook with every word she spoke, her soft lips shined against the soft light
<"Anon… can you call me jigaboo?"