"I want you," Kyle growled, his voice thick with desire.
Nuna nodded, taking deep breaths, preparing to service him once again. Without hesitation, she leaned forward, taking him into her mouth once more.
She began to suck, her cheeks hollowing with the effort, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head.
Slurp Slurp Slurp.
The obscene, wet sounds accompanied by groans and moans echoed loudly in the bath.
Her hands massaged his balls, rolling them in their sack, while her other hand gripped the base of his shaft, stroking in time with her mouth.
She continued sucking him gently, even as one hand crept beneath her chest, undoing the other button on her chest.
She freed the pair of her modest breasts, cupping the soft swell of her bare breasts.
Slurp Slurp Slurp.
Kyle threw his head back, his fists clenching in her hair as she worked him over. The sounds coming from his throat were primal, guttural; the pleasure she was giving him was just too much.
She pulled away suddenly, sitting back on her heels. Her dusky nipples strained against the delicate lace around them, begging for attention.
She got back to sucking again, her tits out in the open.
She rolled the stiff peak between her fingers. Kyle's eyes widened as he watched her skillful mouth work, her small tongue swirling around the sensitive bud.
Just then, she released his shaft from his mouth again. "Mmmmph... you taste so good," she spoke sultrily around his girth, stroking him base to tip with teasing pumps.
She lined herself up once more, taking him into the wet heat of her eager mouth again.
But this time, she wrapped her pillowy breasts around the base of his cock, forming a tight seal to muffle any wanton moans.
She sucked gently, hollowing her cheeks as she nursed his length, treating every throbbing inch with care, all while holding her breasts in place at the base of his dick.
She then began her relentless, double assault.
Slurp Slurp Slurp.
Kyle felt himself teetering on the edge of release as she worked her talented mouth and deft breasts in perfect harmony.
It was like nothing he'd ever experienced, a sensual overload threatened to consume him whole.
"Ah!"
His pleasured cry echoed as he surged forward, spilling himself into her waiting mouth.
She released his shaft with a soft plop, her eyes never leaving his as she let out a contented sigh.
She took it all, every last drop, as his essence flooded her throat and sprayed her face, chest, and clothes with his hot, white cum.
The pulsating jets continued to jet forth from his girth, splattering her face and open mouth with sticky strands of semen.
Her tongue darted out, catching a stray droplet on its tip, then withdrawing slowly, carrying the salty taste away.
The sight was alluring, even as Kyle felt his strength begin to ebb away.
His body came off the tub, onto the floor. He lay back against the tub, panting hard as she rose to her feet, wiping the back of her hand clean with her lips.
"T..That..felt very good," Kyle spoke while panting.
Nuna wiped the cum on her clothes with the cloth she had been using to wash his head.
"I'll wash your body now." She spoke more confidently this time. Kyle understood the meaning behind her words.
This intense session had brought them closer together. They had opened up their feelings to each other, shared an intense moment of oral sex.
And for her, that was enough for now. Their relationship would never be the same, he knew that. They had crossed a line, and there was no going back.
She was as good as his now. So he would not rush things.
The bath went on quietly, Nuna washing every inch of him, with care, with no boundaries between them. She even washed his shaft and family jewels with care, all the while smiling calmly.
His back, front, hands, head, face, and feet. She left no spot unchecked. Kyle let her do as she pleased.
And he could feel it in the way her hands moved now. She had gained the confidence she so often lacked when interacting with him.
She would treat him as her lover from now on, when they were alone, not as her master. And he would do the same.
What would it take to give her proper status as my partner? He wondered, a fleeting thought. Because he knew he had to play this right.
Nuna deserved more than the life of a trusty servant.
...
When the bath was done, she took a pair of his robes and turned toward him again, dressing him in silence, the mist of the steamy bath clinging gently to the mirror.
All the while, she had a beaming smile on her face. Once she was done, she looked at Kyle affectionately. He was well dressed now.
She appreciated her handiwork, or his handsome face, whichever it was, as she approached him again.
"Mmmm...mmm..."
They shared another passionate kiss, shorter this time, parting only a couple of seconds later.
"I should go tend to my other duties now." She spoke, and Kyle nodded. As she opened the door of his room to leave, she paused.
"If you ever need anything, Kyle… please don't hesitate to tell me." She spoke in a shy tone, her cheeks and ears slightly red.
Kyle got the meaning behind her words. She was asking him not to hesitate to ask for her help when he needed to relieve himself.
He met her gaze for the umpteenth time. "I won't, and you do the same," he said softly, a faint smile tugging at his lips.
She bowed and left, the door closing with a soft click.
Kyle stood alone in the center of the chamber, his damp hair trailing down his neck, the warmth of the bath already fading.
He stared at the closed door.
I should...have a talk with Father soon. He thought. He began preparing to take a walk outside in the garden and around the manor.
Even though he could not leave the estate at the moment, a breath of fresh air would do him some good.