Lahmu Keep

If he wasn't sure before, Albertus was now certain this was the meaning of passion. Various things were happening between the two, but no one thing was allowed to take away from other occurrences for longer than a single breath. Even as Meron shifted to make his lifting of her shirt easier, her hand was still moving up and down his length. It wasn't until their lips parted by machinations of Meron that his eyelids peeled open again. Ah, he could finally see what this additional layer of clothing was. It had the look of something meant specifically to cup her breasts, blue and slightly ornate like a ceremonial garb. When looking at it, he thought to comment... though it wasn't coming out as easily as he expected through the sharp breaths each time Meron's lips met his skin.

Humans obviously knew nothing of mana transfers. Albertus however, had more than just physical sensations to go by. The slight dampness of her lips on his face and neck allowed tiny traces of mana to seep in and flow through his very soul. What he already felt as growing arousal was thus intensified even further, but... perhaps he was just really into this? Either way, the spikes in his breath eventually allowed something coherent. "Doing something special today? Looks like a big deal," he commented. Albertus thought about lifting that article as well, but he'd been through enough of a struggle getting her shirt up. How was that thing supposed to work? Maybe it was simple, or maybe Meron would somehow note his confusion and inability to function. After all, the latter was occurring based on her rhythmic stroking of him anyway. He could hardly do more with whatever a bra was than fondle her from the outside of it. Well, he could also put forth the effort of acclimating her to his mana as well. She'd gone for his face and then neck. By the time she settled into his neck, he had ample room to bring his own lips to her neck. Several times over, there was a smacking of lips against bared skin.

Passion, this interaction definitely had it. Meron found herself almost incapable of acting in a manner not so panicked. She kissed along his face and neck without any idea of the magical implications. She figured given his words and the reactivity of his body, that maybe he simply enjoyed this level of intimacy. After all, she enjoyed kissing his neck feeling her skin against his, and the amount of closeness their bodies currently possessed. It was rather strange, for a pair of adults to be aggressively making out in the back of a limousine. Even so, there was a certain undeniable urgency with which they needed to act, Meron's body told her so, and she was drunk enough to avoid trying to think past her own urges.

Speaking of urges, it seemed that Albertus was finally capable of opening his eyes and speaking past the stroking of his cock and the lips pressed against his neck. He shared with her an idea that he thought she might be doing something special today, given the decorative nature of her undergarment choice. It was time for another small life lesson, which may or may not have been a bit rude to her fellow women everywhere. "Ah, no... it's a girl life thing. I was feeling bad when I got dressed so I put on something cute to help pep myself up. You like?" she questioned a bit deviously. He was already kissing her neck as well, and yet another moan fell from between her lips. Something about the spots that he kissed tingled, but such a thing always happened when two people found each other attractive. Or at least, that was the way humans understood such interactions. A gentle bit of shifting would occur as she left herself more open to his progress.

Human understanding always fell just short of the truth. Attractiveness may have played a small role in that tingling sensation Meron experienced, but that could never be the whole of it. Originally, such feelings were caused by a natural mana compatibility during mutual transfer. Such feelings were the penultimate certainty of one's ability to pair with another.

On the other hand, Albertus could totally grasp the other aspects now. He was asked in the most interesting manner if he liked that additional garment of hers. Considering what he could easily compare it to, there was only one true answer. Ah, but there was even more to it than any comparison to old ceremonial garbs. With the senses of these new-age humans working for him, he felt there was something about that additional ornamentation, paired with the mystery of whatever hid beneath. As for the reason she wore it, well... she made it sound less outstanding than it was. "Cute? Weak word. You make it sound like you've got better," he said while imagining the actual ceremonial clothes he remembered on this woman's form. What an exciting idea that was. "But yeah. I do like. Haven't disliked anything yet, and I don't expect to soon either," he concluded. Now, the mana in his saliva was blending with traces of residual mana along Meron's skin. His tongue emerged and pressed against her neck where he'd previously been applying his lips. In trailing a curved line along her neck, he tasted of their blended mana. Little did he know, this was yet another thing humans had already discovered in a way. . .

A certainty of compatibility, that was a strange idea. Humans didn't normally get certainty in life, they did trial and error and until they found what worked for them. Obviously, Meron had already tried at least one, but she'd not felt like this before. Oh but there was more going on than just that, she'd deviously asked if he liked the undergarments he claimed he did but that her choice in wording was weak. Apparently, it made it sound like she had better, this was... "Objectively, that statement is true I do own a few things I think are better," she mused with a smirk. Ah, well she likely shouldn't be admitting such things, but she wouldn't mind showing him anything else he wished to see. Besides, he claimed he liked her current underwear and hadn't disliked anything that had happened between them so far. How relieving.

Oh, there was something else now though. After speaking on such matters as her undergarments and his perpetual like of their interactions there was a certain thing happening which made Meron's breath catch in her throat. And of course it would, there was currently a tongue being dragged along the most sensitive part of her neck making her swoon and shiver only slightly. She was pretty sure her mind had been blanked in a single instance. She found herself clutching him just a bit tighter while the movements of her other hand continued. And why wouldn't it? Only a second later she was pulling back just a bit, she wanted to help this along and knew the size of her chest could potentially be a bit intimidating. Of course, when she did this she grabbed the underside of her bra and moved it for a second only to remember something important.

"Right. I forgot..." she mused as she stopped and pulled from within her cleveage, her cellphone, keys and one of those slim fit wallets and tossed them to the car seat. Then after that, she actually went about a grand unveiling pulling up her bra to reveal the ample bosom which fell out in almost popping fashion well past the amount that was normal for most people. In all actuality large blemish-less breasts fell before him for his viewing pleasure.

Albertus' assumption was accurate; Meron did have higher-quality undergarments than what he saw now. He found himself wondering what else humans of this world had come up with. The way they decorated their own bodies was interesting beyond belief. "Really? Now my mind's wandering," he commented. It was strange how easily he considered things that would keep him occupied when he normally lived moment by moment. Strange though it was, he didn't think twice about it. Any future opportunity to see something new and exciting was one worth taking.

Luckily for Albertus, Meron made the decision of dealing with that bra herself. She pulled away from the event of their mutual growing arousal to do so, but it would all be worthwhile in a matter of moments. Albertus watched as she took the article in hand before coming to a realization. What had she forgotten? There were apparently multiple important things stashed away in her mammary holster. She took them all out and tossed them aside with seemingly reckless abandon, and then... something unbelievable occurred. The bra was pulled up, and Albertus was staring with great intent. He saw lace sinking into supple flesh as gravity forced those mountains down against the rising garment.

Eventually, gravity won. Two gargantuan mounds spilled out underneath with a force and impact that surely could have silenced the great storm of Jupiter. As easily as those incredible things could accomplish something like that, they brought about the biggest shock Albertus had known since his rebirth. "Far out!" he exclaimed after an extended whistle of appreciation. He couldn't keep his hands away for another moment, and now, Albertus couldn't keep his mouth away either. Large breasts had always played host to great mana reserves. These in particular seemed capable of holding enough for a species, so of course he would start sucking away at the one nearest to him with haste. He did so while using one hand to cup the breast he suckled on, while his other hand seemed hellbent on stimulating the mana tap of its twin sister via pinching and twisting.

Apparently, in admitting that she owned pieces she liked more, Meron caused the mind of Albertus to wander over the articles of clothing. Of course, she had something rather flirty to say, "Maybe you'll see~" she added seeming to find it humorous. Of course, she'd show him anything he wished to see, and they were headed to her house so it wasn't like she wouldn't show him any of her other items.

Moving on from this point Meron managed to place the important items out of her bra and then reveal herself to him properly. Ah, he seemed to be a bit in awe for a second or two, this was good. She still wasn't thinking clearly, she might have felt properly rejected without something close to a reasonable reaction. And it'd taken a bit more work to get the free, but she wasn't a woman used to revealing herself. Here and now though, she received a two word statement, far out. That one was classic. She giggled just a tad, but didn't have time to react properly. Why because as soon as they were revealed and he'd positively appraised them he was touching her. Actually, that was the wrong phrase, he was sucking on her nipple causing distinct jolts of electricity down her spine as his other hand molested the other in similar order. Oh what would she do? She'd moan sharing a thought she figured would be worthwhile just in case. "Umph, if you do it like that... milk might actually come out," that was a warning but it felt really nice. She couldn't help it, even as she kept up the movements of her hand against him she was prepared for any eventuality.

Maybe he'd see. There were a few exciting possibilities ahead, not the least of which was new garments of varying quality to see. Actually, most of his excitement had to do with answering the many demands his body had as of today. Whatever affliction he was suffering from by integrating with this world, Meron obviously had the cure for. That would have been a fair discussion to broach, but Albertus was obviously preoccupied. His lips opened and closed, but not to speak. Instead, they opened only to close around Meron's nipple and draw it into the man's mouth.

Kujaku Meron was a kind woman. She gave him a warning that milk would come from her breasts if he kept at it. How cute. Alas, Albertus took it more as a suggestion than an actual warning. If she produced milk, all the better. Albertus' opinion on the matter may have become clear as he glanced up into her face, his brow raised and a glint of interest in his eye. He sucked with more fervor while his hand upon the other teat spread its fingers─ all but the forefinger and thumb still closed around her nipple. He wanted to continue stimulating, but he also thought to grab as much of her breast as possible at the same time. Since she was content to continue stroking him, he almost had to do everything possible for the distraction alone. Besides, the taste of Meron's mana was more than satisfying─ enough that he'd drink it as intently as he drank alcohol.

Why was she in such a teasing mood? Meron couldn't explain herself if she tried. Saying words like that to Albertus implied pretty heavily that she'd be showing him more of her wardrobe than he'd found her in at the bar. It was a curious endeavor but she'd recently found herself to feel attractive enough in his presence that showing off a bit wasn't at all a negative thing to do. Actually, even her kind warnings and her gentle stroking of his manhood seemed to be eliciting nothing but positivity. What else was there?

Oh, that glint in his eyes and his raised brow implied that he had no problem potentially ending up with a mouthful of milk. Actually, it seemed like he was doing just that, as his attentions were multiplied.. How unusual. She'd gotten various shocked reactions from her husband while he'd known she'd been breastfeeding from that exact thing happening. At this point though, it felt so good she wasn't really in a position to do anything but moan under this attention. This car ride had been pretty smooth but had been gaining upward and downward shifts. Enough that she felt herself moving against him as he paid attentions to her chest. He'd find himself rewarded for his efforts as he continued. He'd get a mouthful of liquid milk in a spurt as he sucked with such fervor. All the while, Meron would feel a slickening of her loins which felt orgasmic. This sort of stimulation had never felt so good.

For the first time in countless years, even in multiple cycles, Albertus gained the sensation of raw mana squirting into his mouth. It was... different─ very much so. One could easily say there was hardly any mana at all, but there was quite a bit present. It was undoubtedly not pure energy in liquid form, but that was somehow a positive. A sharp inhale passed through his nostrils while the taste of Meron's life-cultivating fluid spewed forth into his mouth. He seemed nothing but elated even while pulling away.

Why did the man pull away, though? Was there something amiss? No, not at all. That milk had to settle on his tongue before being swallowed for maximum enjoyment. This opportunity was hard to come by, in addition to being far more enjoyable than he anticipated. Such things had to be savored properly. A hint of mana paired with a particular sweetness only found as a result of humanity's presence in the world... wasn't that worth appreciation? "Whoo~! Where can I get seven bottles of that? You telling me I wasted my whole night drinking the other stuff? You've really been holding out on me!" he declared. Alcohol was amazing and all, but this was both amazing and nostalgic─ a real double whammy to mind and body alike. Almost greedily, Albertus even lashed out at Meron's nipple with tongue to lap up that extra little trickle at the end.

Meron had no baseline for understanding anything of Albertus' actions and behaviors. She was in for quite the surprise as he actually managed to bring for milk from her body and upon receiving a mouthful of it he seemed to stop. Ah... it was a strange thing to realize probably, but in all honesty he seemed to not be displeased by the event. In fact he seemed to be savoring it. No. That couldn't be right, surely that wasn't exactly what she was witnessing as the man seemed quite content with the fluids he'd drained from her body. She had a pretty vivid memory of her ex-husband freaking out about random leaking when he knew her to still be breastfeeding so...

Wait. He was appraising it. Claimed that he wanted more, felt left out for having been drinking alcohol all night when he could have had that instead?! "What?" she seemed to be in shock, she was soon enough pinching her own face, to assure herself of her current state of consciousness. She was awake and then he leaned in to greedily lick that little trickle away from her nipple. It made her breath catch in her throat in her shock the movements of her hand came to a stop for just a moment, only for the gentle rocking of the vehicle making her remember. "For a moment there I thought I might be dreaming..." she said her face flushing. "I wasn't holding out on you either, I didn't expect you'd like it..." she mentioned sheepishly. Still, she could do nothing but accept the compliment of his words and resume the movements of her hands. If she happened to be dreaming, she'd rather it keep going at this point. She might be too far in on her fantasy creation to let go of such a moment of happiness when she did something as insane as offer it to herself. This man had an interesting kink, one she seemed to be made for, besides that... it was rather flattering to not get a negative reaction from the natural state of her being. It'd do wonders for her self-esteem. She didn't have any idea how long this car-ride would be lasting, in large part due to the fact that she was quite drunk. Still, there was a certain heat that hadn't dissipated at all, and if Albertus was keen to continue she would as well.