Marceline's eyes widened, a spark of awe flickering in their depths as she gazed at the impressive length before her, its sheer size commanding her full attention.
The air between them crackled with unspoken anticipation.
"Well, well," she purred, her voice a sultry caress, her warm breath teasing across Zaeryn's sensitive skin, sending a shiver through him.
Her slender fingers, soft yet deliberate, encircled his thick, throbbing shaft, stroking with a slow, exploratory rhythm.
Her thumb brushed teasingly over the swollen, glistening head, coaxing a bead of moisture that made her pulse quicken with curiosity and desire.
This was Marceline's first intimate encounter with a man. The moment was both foreign and thrilling to her.
In this world, men were fragile, biologically weakened by the M-degradation Virus that rendered their sperm incapable of fertilizing women.
