[Spirit of Lust 2] Chapters 694 & 695. (Patreon)

Chapter 694: Oliver and Fernanda (Part 3).

Even when we finally stopped making out, Fern stayed on my lap, hugging me close and resting her chin on my shoulder. She breathed deeply, taking it all in until she finally spoke after a big sigh.

“Oh my God…”

“What? Am I that good a kisser?” I teased.

“That’s not what I… I mean, yeah, that too, holy shit!” She pulled away slightly as she laughed. She really has a gorgeous smile. “That felt… Just wow. I don’t have words for it, except… sorry I hit your teeth.”

“You kissed the pain away, so it’s fine,” I told her, grinning back.

Fern giggled more, her body shaking on top of me from pure excitement and giddiness. “Was I too bad?”

“Worst 20 minutes of my life. No idea how I lasted that long.”

Instead of getting mad that I kept teasing her, Fern’s grin only widened. “Oh my God! This is so weird!”

“You feel it, then?”

She nodded. “I’m not so dense that I can’t tell you’re being sarcastic, but to feel it so clearly…” She hugged me close again with her head on my shoulder and took a deep breath.

“You okay?” I asked her, rubbing her back.

“I can hardly remember a time I’ve been better. Just… Give me a moment for it to really sink in.”

I kept quiet and hugged her back, gently caressing her back all the while. Right now, Fern was experiencing in the flesh what it’s like to understand my feelings and emotions. The fondness and attraction I feel towards her, and… likely what I felt towards the other girls as well. Now that we were quiet, it was hard not to think about them. I wanted things to go well between Fern and I, but also between Fern and the others. I wanted them to get along, hopefully be good friends, and the possibility of the opposite happening terrified me now more than ever. With Fern currently in my arms, it was painful to even think of letting her go.

“A lot of things make a lot more sense now,” she said. “I understand why you’d have a hard time choosing.”

“I’m just a bit of a selfish asshole,” I admitted.

She giggled. “Just a bit.”

“You sure are getting comfortable quickly with me, huh?” I said, faking offense at that.

“Am I going too far?” she asked seriously.

I shook my head. “It’s fine. It’s fun.”

I could still feel a tinge of concern from her. She really was growing more relaxed around me, but she worried her playfulness and teasing could come off as mean and insulting. I think it’s a fair thing to worry about, and we’d both have to learn where our limits were.

Fern swallowed and hugged me harder, keeping her head next to mine so I wouldn’t see her face. “I… I want to do more now. That was way too stimulating.”

“Should we?” I asked.

She giggled. “I can tell you want to, too.”

I chuckled and nodded. “But maybe it’s for the best that we stop here. I don’t want you to regret anything, so it’s better if we don’t make decisions in the heat of the moment.”

“I don’t think I’d regret it… But my brain really is melting right now, so I don’t think I can trust it.”

“You still want those pictures and videos?” I asked her.

She didn’t answer immediately. She stayed quiet for a long moment before she nodded against me. “Yeah. I think I’ll see them in a whole new light now, though. But seriously, if it’s too much…”

I pulled away and looked at her face with a small, wry smile. “It’s not only fine with me. I’m… a little ashamed to say it would be a turn on for me. Sorry.”

Fern looked me in the eyes and blinked before she started giggling again. “I’m actually not surprised. I should’ve expected it.”

She’s really grown more relaxed, but there was still a bit of nervousness when talking about sex. It was the sort of nervousness that comes with the shame of inexperience, when you believe that you have little right to talk about this stuff because you’ve never done it. Alice, Noelle and I used to be like that, and according to Grace and Sarah, so was Mila. I suppose it’s normal.

“Fern?”

“Hm?”

“Really, take your time. Months if necessary. I want… I need you to be comfortable with this. It won’t feel right if we force it.”

She nodded. “I know, and I will. Only… I don’t know if I’ll be able to wait months. Even weeks would be pushing it.”

“If you feel it clouding your judgement, just rub one out,” I told her.

“I have a feeling I’ll be doing that a lot these days.”

“...”

“...”

We both burst out laughing.

“I hate this! You’re a bad influence!” she said.

“Me? You’ve clearly been holding this stuff in for way longer!”

“You’re saying I’m a pervert?”

“Yes.”

“Well, so are you!”

“Yes.”

She snickered and pushed my shoulder. I shrugged it off.

After we both calmed down, Fern finally got off my lap and we both stood up. We dusted ourselves off and looked at each other.

“Do you want me to take you home?” I offered.

Fern shook her head. “I’m going to stop by some hobby stores. I need to buy some pencils and some ink. Thanks, though.”

“I see. Then… see you soon. Or when you feel ready, I guess.”

“Soon,” she confirmed.

We stood there awkwardly for a moment, not really knowing how to part. I wasn’t going to let us end things, though, so I leaned in and pecked her in the lips. Fern smiled, waved and walked away with a spring on her step.

Me? I grabbed my phone and texted the girls. They needed an update.

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Chapter 695: Chat log.

I decided to send them said update on a text mostly because of the request Fern had left us with. Photos and videos of us… doing stuff so that she could say for certain if she’d be able to share a boyfriend without growing jealous and uncomfortable. At least that was 80% of her reason. That other 20% arousal didn’t escape me.

I checked the chat log after getting home and going to my room. I’d been listening to my phone going off with notifications all the way there.

-Mila: Knew it. She’s a perv. She’ll fit right in.

-Grace: Had that feeling, too. Normally people fight me more when I recommend erotic books.

-Diana: I understand where she’s coming from, though. It’s a trial by fire. Either she sees it and accepts it or it’s a hard no.

-Diana: I’m fine with it, by the way. Willing to participate.

-Noelle: Seriously? I mean, I get it, and if you all want to do it I’m fine with it, too, but… I’m not sure I can do it. I don’t know her well yet, so letting her see me having sex... 

-Mila: I don’t mind. I’m game, too.

-Sarah: You shouldn’t do it anyway, Noelle. You too, Mila. Don’t do it.

-Mila: Ah? Why?

-Sarah: Not saying she’ll do it on purpose, but if those videos get leaked for whatever reason, your whole future career will be tainted. Noelle’s face isn’t known, but if her agency finds out, they might cut ties.

-Grace: That or jealous girls from the same agency spreading it themselves.

-Alice: True. Noelle has been growing more popular lately. I’m not super sure of how things would get leaked, but better safe than sorry.

-Grace: I know it’d turn you on, Alice, but maybe you shouldn’t participate, either. You’re going for a career in law. Reputation is important.

-Diana: Agreed. I’m mostly safe because, well, I’m not known, I don’t have any close family left who’d be mortified to see me, and my boss at the hotel where people go to have sex knows I’m dating a man who feeds on it.

-Grace: I really don’t give a hoot if my family finds out. Really, I don’t think they’ll even care that much. My mom would probably tell me how shameless and awful it is, but I know what she did in Dubai last year.

-Noelle: Y-You do? How?

-Grace: I’ve known her phone password since I was thirteen.

-Oliver: Grace, love, please don’t blackmail your own mother. For me?

-Mila: Oh shit, he played that card.

-Sarah: That’s how you know he’s sad at what he just read.

-Alice: I mean, yeah.

-Grace: I won’t. Sorry.

-Alice: Sarah? Will you do it?

-Sarah: Tempted to. And technically, Mila, Grace and I already have a few videos with him. We recorded those in the old music room.

-Mila: OH YEAH! I almost forgot about those!

-Noelle: Still weird to think back then you were all doing stuff while Alice and I were stuck on council meetings, none the wiser.

-Alice: Glad those days are over.

-Sarah: Ugh, you know what? I’ll do it. I keep talking about the danger of those things leaking, but I really don’t see it happening.

-Grace: Now that you said that, it’ll happen.

-Noelle: Come on, don’t say that.

-Alice: We do have an uncanny knack for getting away with risque stuff.

-Mila: Magic does half the work there, though.

-Diana: The fact that it’s only half is what’s impressive. I mean, we got away with doing it in the car a couple of times before he learned to do that rune magic.

-Mila: Same.

-Alice: We did it outdoors more than once when I was teaching him how to drive. There was no one around, but still.

-Noelle: Maybe we have someone looking out for us?

-Grace: What, like Frey?

-Noelle: No. More like… A God of sex? Hahaha. Jk.

-Sarah: Hey, if Frey exists, maybe there’s something even higher?

-Alice: Are we gonna go into sex theology? Because it sounds kind of interesting.

-Grace: More than normal theology.

-Diana: For what it's worth, I really doubt the videos will get leaked. Give them to her on an SD card in a password-locked folder or something. It should be enough since she won’t go around sharing them.

-Alice: You really trust her that much?

-Diana: I’m choosing to, at least. Overrule me if you think it’s misplaced.

-Grace: Nah, you’re fine. Fern gives me the same vibes as Oliver. Wouldn’t hurt a fly.

-Oliver: You’d be surprised. She has some sass to her.

-Sarah: Oh? Really?

-Oliver: Yeah. She’s fun. And if you need some reassurance, then yeah, her intentions are… Well, not pure. Definitely not pure. But not malicious, either. She’s just curious.

-Oliver: And horny.

-Mila: Who here isn’t?

-Diana: Speaking of, how are you doing, dear?

-Oliver: What do you mean?

-Diana: Don’t play dumb. You spent 20 minutes making out with a hot girl. How are you holding up?

-Oliver: I’ll live.

-Mila: Are you gonna rub one out?

-Sarah: Send pics.

-Diana: We’re working together tonight. Hold on until then and we’ll come back to my place. We can… record the first video here.

-Noelle: Alright, head count. Who is actually participating in this? Even if we trust that the videos won’t get leaked, I’m still on the fence.

-Grace: I’m in.

-Mila: I’m in if you all let me, but I’ll abstain if you think it’s a bad idea.

-Sarah: Yeah, fuck it, I’m in.

-Alice: If we’re trusting that it’ll be fine, then of course I’m in.

-Noelle: Oh, come on! I’m the only one not participating?

-Oliver: And that’s fine. Don’t get peer pressured.

-Noelle: I’m feeling really pressured.

-Diana: Seriously, don’t be.

-Sarah: She’ll end up doing it.

-Mila: Yeah. Noelle is the biggest perv out of all of us.

-Noelle: Says who!? Ms. Loves-It-Up-Her-Butt?

-Grace: Ahahaha.

Well, that’s that. I thought they’d want to give it some more thought, maybe even a full day or two, but they made up their minds really quickly. I guess it makes some sense. They want me to get together with Fern and are ready to welcome her. I guess they were committed to this the moment they suggested it, but I still didn’t expect them to agree to a request involving exhibitionism so quickly.

…

Then again, maybe I should’ve.