God Of Crafting

With my hand on Claire's bottom cheek, my thumb inches closer and closer to her other hole.

And just by the factor of the anticipation of the unknown, I could both see and feel Claire grow more and more excited by the minute.

Yet, while I continued to press my advantage as I enjoyed the renewed fury with which her insides collapsed down on me, my thumb stopped.

And it was all because of a single thought.

'Am I really happy with intimacy devolving to just this kind of thing?'

Back when Claire teased me, she did her best to find new ways—methods we hadn't tried yet—to please me. In other words, she tried to be as innovative as possible while happily engaging in things she either figured out herself or outright heard me ask about.

With that in mind, given how taking her backside was one of the few things we hadn't tried yet… it just felt like a waste to claim her ass over a simple morning lay!

"You know what?" I suddenly asked as my hips slowed down before grinding to a complete stop right as I pushed myself as far up Claire's stomach as I could.

For some reason, rather than both receiving and also giving pleasure by rubbing our genitals against each other, I simply leaned down over Claire's back before gently pressing myself against her skin.

"I don't want this kind of thing to just be a mindless act of checking a box," I muttered, deep in my own thoughts, as I wrapped myself all over this impossibly receptive girl, seeking her warmth and closeness over merely the carnal pleasure she so willingly offered.

"In fact, I don't want our intimacy to be just… like this, a random lay to let off some of our lust…"

As I fell deeper and deeper into this contemplative mood, my mouth started to move instead of my hips, showering Claire with my naive attempts at… keeping her value?

'Even though it's a field of economy, the more of something you have, the less important it is. So, to keep our intimacy as valuable as possible, the easiest way to go about it is to…'

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Claire leaned her head slightly to the side before stealing a quick, side-glance at my face. She then furrowed her brows before tucking her hips in and suddenly pushing them back, causing me to bounce back just far enough for my dick to slip out of her.

She didn't waste any time, instantly making use of this opportunity to swing over on her hips, once again sitting down on the desk's edge. Then, before she even fully turned, she shot both of her legs up before hooking them around my waist and pulling me right back towards her.

Obviously, with a maneuver this rapid and complicated, I simply ended up pressing down on her lower stomach, having no time, chance, or even the right angle to try pushing myself back inside her.

And, to be quite frank, the disapproving look on her face only made it clear that we were going for a pause rather than just a quick change of position.

"You are horny, and so am I. I want to pleasure you, and so you want to pleasure me," Claire stated while staring right into my eyes, as if trying to peer beyond them and directly into my soul.

She then reached out first with just one hand, using the other to support herself on her rather unstable spot. Only when she properly grabbed onto my shoulder did she add her second hand, pretty much wrapping herself all over my chest.

"For all your smarts, concerns, and fairness, you are still one big dummy, you know?" she whispered while pressing her forehead hard against the base of my neck.

She then relaxed her arms just enough to bring her head up and look up at my face.

"We are together, are we not?" Claire asked, leaning her head to the side in quite the adorable gesture. "And you are serious enough about me to even think long-term, beyond just the happenstance of our contract and how it's the main link binding us right now. So, I only need to ask one thing."

For all of her adorableness, Claire had now sobered up and grown rather serious.

"Is there any reason why we shouldn't fuck if we both want to?"

I gritted my teeth.

Just like the points I made in my head before, what Claire said right now made quite a lot of sense. Or, to be more precise, her point of view and position were perfectly reasonable, making me the weird one.

"I don't want our intimacy to grow into something normal, ordinary, that's all," I revealed honestly while looking off to the side, feeling strangely exposed now that I had just admitted to what was going on in my soul. "Especially with all of this dual cultivation topic, I just…"

I tensed up as I hesitated for a bit, struggling to lay my feelings bare for Claire to see.

She was what I imagined the peak of feminine adorableness to be. She had both the classy, mature air around her, the playful, outgoing nature, the wits, and enough horniness to match me back during my high school years.

She was the freak of nature who ended up accommodating every request or desire I could think of, all the while somehow finding herself in a position where I would do the same for her.

But then again, we didn't really know each other all that well!

Sure, our relationship was quite intense, but it was still a really short ride, and if the problem of our dual cultivation first brought my attention to the issue, I now feared what would happen if either of us ended up… burning out.

And then…

"Oh right, as self-serving as it is to mention now," my face twitched as another point to consider suddenly appeared in my mind. "I still need to point out how we haven't used a condom even once," I brought up the topic I'd thought about quite recently.

For now, we appeared to be free of the consequences of such reckless behavior, yet, with our private parts currently rubbing against each other as we hugged tightly and talked… it wasn't something I should put off for long.

"Wait, you think…" Claire suddenly pushed herself off my chest before giving me quite the startled look.

"It's not like I have anything against becoming a father!" I quickly raised my guard, knowing full well how sensitive a topic this could be. "It's not like I'm trying to ditch responsibility or anything, but more like…"

I gritted my teeth.

"Isn't pregnancy quite taxing and dangerous? I mean, I'm aware that with modern medicine, the risks are minuscule compared to how it was in the past, but…"

I hesitated once again.

"You do know that those between the first and fourth cultivation ranks are pretty much sterile?" Claire suddenly mentioned, throwing me off my flow. "It's only upon reaching the fifth stage that they learn how to control their spirituality well enough to actively keep it at bay, so that it doesn't sterilize the sperm as you ejaculate inside."

As stunning a revelation as it was, it was the matter-of-fact manner in which Claire said all of that that caught me off guard.

"And with that said," she then added as her serious face melted away, only for the girl to let go of my neck and lie down on the table's edge. She then reached out with her hands and used them to pull and hold her leg up, presenting me with her moist pussy that twitched welcomingly in anticipation for the visit of my member.

"Stop overthinking and just screw me silly, so that we can calm down, relax, and then move on with our day!"