Lahmu Keep

Meron alleged that she wouldn't leave him to remove the condom himself if it came to that. How very interesting. With that sort of idea in mind, Albertus could see something very interesting in the near future. Given how much Meron was struggling already, and given the fact that she'd already consumed his mana in bulk very recently, he was sure no amount of resistance to his nature would let her fight the instinct for too long. Eventually, she'd know the tingle of creation in the company of a Creator. That would be fine, however Albertus figured the second would come with a promise of greater potential. By that time, he expected a very different sort of conversation to be had. "I wouldn't call it rude. But, again, it's all your decision in the end."

Before any of that came to be, there was the here and now, the building arousal of two 'humans' until one of them literally exploded with it. In trying to make the best of this whole condom thing, Albertus was giving it a fair amount of leeway. Four children deep was Meron, yet still she managed to grasp his length with the tightness he'd expect of a Creator. Those individuals could never be worn-out, and obviously physics hadn't done that much to Meron either. By the time she trembled her way down to a stop, she gripped him with great power. The natural response of his phallus was to pulse, expanding as if it had intentions of filling every nook and cranny of Meron's depth. It was in a moment like this that Albertus became curious. Was this what made condoms acceptable? That thing was a bit more than skin-tight despite being a rather thick barrier, but for just a moment it felt just about nonexistent. Well, maybe none of that would matter soon anyway.

All was her decision in the end. Meron had been a strange individual for the duration of her marriage. She was more the type to defer than to make her own decisions. But in these moments with Albertus she'd made several decisions and she wouldn't have called any of them bad. Perhaps, in not making her own decisions she really had allowed herself to live a less than satisfying existence. Perhaps, she should have been seeking all that she truly desired and not just what was expected of her? Hm, that was a rather dangerous line of thought considering...

At the peak of her pleasure, Meron sang and sank onto a pulsing member. It wasn't exactly the type of feeling she remembered but it was close enough that it didn't completely detract from the experience. In all actuality being the one moving while causing herself such a sensation was probably one of the best things she'd ever experienced. The only thing that could make it better would be that compounding feeling of warmth buried within her while it responded to her movements. "That was... something. Yeah, definitely something..." she mentioned. Her hips began a gentle grinding motion just barely raising and lowering causing herself both internal and external stimulation enough that the orgasm she'd so recently reached seemed to crash in waves instead of a single moment of relief. "I... ah... did you want to do this some other way before I end up like this all night~" she mused speaking both to liking this position and her willingness to change things up. That low grind of hers was its own kind of enticing and she couldn't help but wonder what other kind of small adjustments it would take before she found something absolutely perfect for herself. But this was a shared experience, she wouldn't take all agency away from the man currently below her.

Something that continued resonated in the ears, mind and soul of Albertus was the sound of Meron's voice that began with her climax. If she had any usable power as one would in the other world or his original world, that sound could have been a very mighty tool. He once knew some residents of Venus who would ask her for singing lessons. That may not have been the case for all of them, but it would certainly have been a hefty number. What caused that? "Is that the kind of thing I'm expected to listen to alright? Cool~" he chimed.

Meron was right; that was... something. Of course, if both parties were to say that, they would each be doing so for a very different reason. Albertus thought it best to leave Meron her satisfactory new experience, for whatever it was worth to the woman at present. She went on to warn of a potential, specifically one of her keeping this position all night unless he had something else in mind. In the moments following those words from Meron, Albertus chuckled. "It wouldn't be the first time I did something all night, but like I said... it's all up to you. If you like this that much, go for it. But... if there's something else you're interested in trying, I'm still all ears. I've been having a rockin' time just watching you up there."

Meron had slipped just a little, the sound of her voice coming out as pitch perfect music after reaching her climax. That was interesting, she hadn't actually done any singing except as lullabies to her children in forever. It was the sound she usually mae bit it was rarer still for her mouth to open to such a sound without coaxing. "Ah, yeah probably. It's been a while since I last sang a note like that~" she mused. Ah, she couldn't really help it though, perhaps she'd lost the muse of her idol days a long time before, but this man kept bringing strange things to the forefront of her personality.

Moving on from that, there was the slow grinding of Meron's hips, now that she was managing to strike the end of herself with any fair amount of consistency she felt her skin flushing and goosing with every downward stroke. It was such a lovely sensation she couldn't have denied it even if she wanted to. Those little circular hip movements continued and seemed to bring her a special brand of happiness. She'd even forgotten the lack of extra sensation she would have normally expected while the newness of this one seemed to settle in. "Ah~" she moaned another finish while her body clutched onto his tool rippling a splash more fluid around it. Something about this was far too good to stop doing. And according to Albertus she wouldn't have to stop if she didn't want to. The movement of her hips didn't stop this time, she seemed to have adjusted a bit, even so she leaned into the man pressing her chest against his and kissing his neck while thinking over her response. All the while just her hips lowered and rose atop his tool stirring herself without the use of her whole body. "I don't know if I have that kind of stamina. Yesterday was leg day and I'm pretty sure they won't survive the extra workout that long~" she teased a little. "Besides I can't really just have you watching me have a great time, you've gotta have one too, right?" she asked mostly rhetorically. Yes, the use of her legs and hips in this way was really going to wear on her, even so, she would enjoy it for a while to come.

"A while, huh? Well it's been a pretty long time since I've heard anything like that. Wouldn't mind hearing a bit more," said Albertus. Moments later, there was strangeness. Meron had taken on a slower pace in the wake of her orgasm. That was its own form of pleasantry even with limited sensation. Maybe the drunkenness was doing a bit of heavy lifting for the sense of touch? Whatever the case, she eventually found another crest from those slow, focused movements. How? How had Albertus been so very wrong? He was sure none of his power had utterly disappeared, and obviously his influence remained in place within this world as well. Perhaps Meron truly was the one he sought.

Alas, more was to come as the woman rested her upper body atop him and gave attention via mouth to his neck. Her breasts were pressed into his torso, causing Albertus to move his hands aside and grasp fleshy hips instead. Meron wasn't sure she'd actually be able to remain atop him all night due to her human stamina. Albertus knew this would never have been true, had she taken in a sufficient amount of his mana. No matter; there was another clause to the point. He was to have an equally amazing time, not simply watch her do so. "I'm having an awesome time regardless. I could spend the whole time just looking at you, and that'd be fine," he assured. True enough, Albertus was an appreciator of physical form. The sex itself was an unnecessary yet desirable bonus, but he certainly could have enjoyed himself just observing. If she thought it best for him to take charge however, he'd happily oblige. "If you insist though... that's fine. I'll take the top when you're ready to get off~"

Albertus apparently hadn't heard singing like Meron's in a while and wouldn't have minded hearing more. That was hardly a thing that would have to be said, considering how easily this woman found herself achieving orgasm while using this man at various angles within the depths of her body. "I'm sure I won't be able to stop myself for a while longer at least~" Meron teased a little bit. Those high notes in their harmonic sound just kind of slid out of her mouth when she was experiencing orgasm and it definitely wasn't something she would aim to stop if Albertus was enjoying it.

Drunkness did do a great deal for Meron. Her inhibitions lowered and her general openness was much greater. The fact that Albertus was also just good company brought back the light her personality had been lacking for the last couple of years. One comment which seemed to do exactly that was the idea that Albertus could enjoy just watching her and still have a good time. Once again her face flushed, and with his buried in his neck she was quite sure he could feel it. "That...umph... is quite a claim," she said softly. How very embarrassing this man managed to elicit such girlish reactions out of her. But he was also content to take over whenever she got ready to allow him to do so. As such she allowed herself a hip shifting ride from right against him to yet another climax this time when she was done her loins relaxing from clutching around his girth and the notes in her voice fading she slid off his lap and into the bed space beside him, freeing his movements however he wished. "Now then the question has to be, if you are going to be doing the work what would you like to see while you do?" she questioned gently. A man being in charge of the work of sexual endeavors was something that allowed for several different kinds of positioning to take place. Just the same she was also sliding that condom off his manhood with one hand, rolling it down his girth because she was certain that what was next was definitely something she wanted to feel.

"Oh? Good," the man said upon hearing that Meron's song would continue. Music had always been another form of creation. It was not as appreciated as some other forms such as birth and the like, but Creators themselves once envied the singers their elatedness while working. Meron could have been one of those types if she had the desire, and if she'd been born in the right world/era. The future would have quite a few options for her.

Another claim that was apparently ridiculous had left the mouth of Albertus. He'd spoken nothing but his truth, whether Meron believed him or not. It couldn't have been more obvious that he and this world didn't have matching ideations most times, but that was perfectly fine; he rather enjoyed being an outlier. Meron continued moving in his lap, the clench of her inner walls shifting in a very stimulating fashion. Albertus felt additional tightness at one point of his shaft, and it moved up and down as the angle within her changed slightly yet repeatedly. Ah, but then... another notable clench occurred while the melody returned. Really, another one? This meeting wasn't becoming any less odd. Moments after her third orgasm however, she was gliding off his length and speaking again... while her hand lingered behind the rest of her.

"I thin─... oh?" Albertus experienced a pause in his thought process upon realizing why Meron's hand stayed behind. He felt her touch on his tool. It felt almost like the strokes of earlier moments in their sexual encounter, albeit with the added sensation of... the condom rolling off? "Finally giving up? Met your 'responsibility' quota for the day?" he wondered. While she went about removing that which impeded them both, Albertus' eyes traveled up and down the woman's body. How would he have her? Decisions were still quite difficult. "You're not making this easy for me. There's a lot to see in front, but I feel like being behind you would be an adventure. I already don't know what to grab while we're going at it. Know any way I can see everything at once?" he asked. Albertus knew of an old position that would do the trick... but that wasn't something he thought possible in this world, unless humans had become very progressive.

Good. Huh, she hadn't sang in ages, had her pitch really not faded at all. Was he truly so content to hear the noises she made while climaxing? It could be said the answer was yes in a general sense, but it was quite a relief. She'd become rather quiet in general in the last few years. The whole of her person seeming to collapse in on itself after her children and husband were gone. Ah, but she seemed to be reviving in moments like this, slowly but surely.

One markedly obvious way she was changing, included the decision to remove the condom from Albertus. There were several reaosns for this, but the man upon noticing what she was doing seemed to jokingly wonder about her responsibility quota. A smirk appeared on Meron's face as she slipped that little piece of rubber off, reaching over to drop it into the dust bin beside her bed. "It's nothing like that... it's really hard to go back to using condoms when you haven't in a really long time," she said with a knowing smile. "Besides, I feel like I'd much rather feel this the way nature intended," she mused carefully. "Of course that puts a decent bit of responsibility on you, not going inside and all~" she stated cheekily. Granted there was a time in which she would have accepted such a thing, he could spill in her mouth on her body or anything like that if he wished, she was just trying not to create a new life for no reason.

Ah, but now there was the matter of Albertus wish, he wanted to see everything while being behind her. That was an interesting order to fill, but it was also strangely simple as Meron saw it. Actually, she owned something that would help this situation out quite a bit. "Actually, I think we could handle that, if you don't mind a quick change in venue~" she mentioned. After saying so she sat up swinging her feet over the edge of the bed stretching before allowing her feet to hit the hardwood floors. She would then motion for him to follow and lead him into the large bathroom connected to her bedroom. And passing by the bathroom she entered into the large walk-in closet. It was arrange with drawers on the bottoms, hanging racks in the middle and shelves on top. Various shoes, clothes, dresses and the like were organized in this space and at the end of the walkway within there was a chaise longue chair set up in front of a window where a lot of natural light came in. Strangely right before that window nook set up... there were six mirrors at angles in the opposing walls showing everything between them in double including just the end of the chair with a large skylight overhead. "Would this work for what you want?" she asked. She wasn't fond of looking at herself during sex or anything obviously this mirror set up was completely for pratical reasons, but, she figured it could technically be used to fulfill his current desire. The hole of the space was even comfortably carpeted so it wouldn't be much a problem even if he would have preferred sitting in the floor to have sex.

Meron had an explanation for her active removal of the condom. As much difficulty as Albertus had adjusting to such a thing, she'd gone with them, then without, only to try using one again. It was hard to tell which situation was worse, but Meron's was definitely its own sort of nightmare. "I understand," he stated prior to her additional mention of responsibility. Meron claimed she wanted to feel things as nature intended, which resonated with Albertus on more levels than he could possibly explain. However, she also claimed he was responsible for not... 'going inside'? Did she mean he shouldn't be ejaculating within her? Well, she did allude to wanting no additional children, so there was some sense to be found there. Alas... this would not be a thing without difficulty. "That's a bold move. You're going to trust me to pull it out when I'm done? With you? Baby, that's downright criminal~" he mused. Even while saying such things, Albertus had a very casual air about him. For the sake of enjoyment, well... "Oh well. If that's what you want, that's what I'll do." What a shame. He wouldn't be questioning Meron's decisions even if they went against his very existence, but... it did still go against his existence. Maybe he'd make a few new discoveries, though. . .

Speaking of discoveries, Albertus was soon to learn that human innovation could once again rival Gods of Creation. Of course he didn't mind a change in venue; that was just another opportunity for excitement. Bedrooms were so much like temples in the end. Going somewhere else was sure to give Albertus a proper new experience. "New place? Groovy; let's go," he said while exiting the bed with a bit of unnecessary flair. To be specific, he lifted his legs and kicked out with both, essentially launching himself from the mattress behind Meron. He was once again pressed against her backside even though there was no need to do such a thing. At this point, it simply felt right to let his meat nestle into those fleshy cheeks. Not at all to his surprise, it was even better when no clothes were in the way. He followed along with his shaft in the woman's crack, but alas... there was a single hiccup in this method. Meron still sported that thong that had been pulled aside. By the time they stopped in the walk-in closet, an extra half-step and a throb had him tucked under the lace string stretched over her curve. Strange though that was, he was looking at that set of mirrors and seeing multiple angles of Meron already. There was also a notable structure right in front of the mirrors, which seemed quite perfect as some sort of curved prop. "Oh it'll work alright. It might even be perfect!"

Understanding. Meron received understanding for the problem she was having with birth control in the form of condoms. If Meron was being honest, she'd not bothered with a condom in ages. Using one tonight had been her sense of responsibility, but in all honesty she had a preference for the sensation of skin against her own, and one other thing. That last thing though was an all costs thing to be left alone. She wasn't trying to have any more children at her present stage in life, and she wasn't going to do anything to potentially inconvenience the man she was starting to grow fond of. Still this man had words to say that left her eyeing him from the corner of her vision just a little. "I know I am asking quite a bit of you, gambare yo!" she exclaimed. Of course, there was a bit of deviousness in such a statement. She actually quite enjoyed the sensation of filling and figured it would be even more enjoyable with someone like Albertus, even so, she had no intention of taking that experience.

What she would be taking however, was an interesting walk into her closet. This included the rather flair filled exit of the bed by Albertus which left him once again wedged between her cheeks. He seemed to be quite interested in that space, like it was his favorite place to be overall. Ah, and there was even more to it as well... considering he was now sliding between her skin and the thong she wore the woman almost moaned on the spot. He was far to good feeling against her bare skin. "You're so agreeable it's almost criminal~" mentioned Meron. Even so they entered the space of her closet and she received the answer to her question. This might be perfect. A look of surprise came over Meron's face as she cut her eyes in his direction. "Really? Well, I am glad that it works then~" she stated carefully. Now then, she'd take to sliding those panties off her hips moving them past Albertus' manhood as well as down her own calves and ankles. Doing so would lead to her being bent over in front of the mirror but she was trying to have an experience so why shouldn't she, make sure there was actually nothing in her way. Gentle little steps would leave that article to be kicked towards the laundry chute while she took a look at Albertus. Maybe it was time for some mirrors in other places, it'd be quite nice to see him while he was buried in her depths.