Classless Ascension Chapter 73
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Right at this moment, the small human youngling was showing a serious expression while frowning.
"Say, Josh. I have something important to ask you…"
This little girl had always been a curious and smart one. Josh couldn't help but wonder what worried her. He took a very deep voice and started frowning himself, as much as humanly possible.
"What is your query, little one, devourer of candies, keeper of the goldfishes, tamer of the wild potted plant, ultimate petting machine, gorgeous princess of the…."
"Pffttt- HAHAHA. What's with that serious expression?! How does one tame a potted plant?! It's so funny!" She giggled, her crystalline laughter filling the whole apartment. It wasn't that her voice was that powerful, but that they lived in a single room.
"What's with YOUR serious expression?" Josh couldn't help but smile as he saw her relax. Then she looked at him seemingly hesitating.
"Say, you won't leave my sister, right?" She asked timidly. Josh simply looked at her inquisitively. "Many parents of friends at school are getting divorced. I just don't want this to happen to you two!"
"You don't have to worry about that." Josh gently ruffled her hair "It is impossible that it will happen to us."
"Really! You promise?" She asked full of expectation.
"For sure." She sighed in relief, but then Josh continued. "After all, we can't get divorced since we aren't married in the first place."
She froze. She simply froze as she looked at the smugly smiling Josh. She then erupted in protest.
"That's not what I meant! At all!" Just as she was getting slightly annoyed, Josh ruffled her hair once more while reiterating.
"You don't have to worry about that. I won't leave her as long as she keeps cooking for me."
"Cooking? When is she cooking?! You've been fooled! She's always doing rice and we have a rice cooker! You've been … bamboozled, backstabbed, and quite possibly tricked!" She said the last part hesitantly as if digging her memory to recite, appearing all proud afterward. E for effort.
"Should you really be telling me this?"
"Oh my god! What have I done! Noooo! Please don't divorce her, I'll cook!" She appeared extremely shocked with regret oozing out of her entire being.
Josh approached her ear and whispered, "Let me tell you a secret." He then seemingly looked around making sure that no one was spying on them. "Actually, I kinda guessed it was the case. You know since I'm the one that bought the rice cooker in the first place." She then nodded in realization.
"I can only speak for myself but I have no intention of parting ways with her. You can be at ease. I think she's pretty happy with me too." Josh thought this would reassure the little girl, but she looked even more serious than earlier.
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"Josh."
"Yes?"
"If my sister leaves you then I'll disown her! I want to stay with you! Forever!" She added the last part looking him dead in the eyes, half her face hidden under the pink quilt.
"Alright, tell you what. Sure. Now, time for bed. Have a good night, you need to be ready for school tomorrow. I'll be working too." Josh ruffled her head affectionately one last time before heading outside.
"Josh!"
"Yes?"
"Tomorrow is Saturday. There is no school."
"Ah, but I'm working. Have a great night."
"Josh!"
"Yes?"
"I'm glad you found my sister!"
"Well, she's the one that found me, but you know that don't you? Just sleep already!"
"Josh!"
"What?!"
"I heard that when we sleep we eat 8 spiders a night, is it true?" She asked him somewhat worriedly.
"Very true, but a little inaccurate." She recoiled in fear until Josh completed his sentence. "The number should be 0 instead of 8. Alright, sleep tight." Josh could hear her sigh as he exited her room.
How did she have her own room in a one-room apartment? Well, they had separated it with big cloth drapes. It could all be moved aside during the day when required. It wasn't anything fancy, far from it, but it gave it a more homey feel.
Back in their bedroom, the one that brought light in his life awaited him. She could be seen lazily lying on their huge bed. Well, it did look huge since it was all that could fit in their tiny "room". She was peacefully reading on her cellphone.
As Josh appeared, she turned her pretty head toward him while grinning. She then playfully and theatrically exclaimed softly. "The hero has returned from his quest! It seems you have successfully managed to lay the beast to rest! You may ask for your reward, hero!"
Josh smiled wryly. She could be serious at times but she did have a sprightly side to her too. "Then I want a hug" Josh simply dove into her embrace before burying his head into her bosom hugging her tightly.
Her scent overwhelmed him, he could feel her soft body pressed against his, her warmth, the delicate pressure from her hands around him, he could even hear her steady heartbeat. He was so comfortable. So very comfortable. "You know that I love you, right?" He uttered calmly as he felt at peace.
"I know. " There was something magical about this. Perhaps it was the way she said it. Softly, tenderly, lovingly, but it meant way more than a simple acknowledgment. She loved him too, he could hear it.
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She simply closed the light and they remained in total darkness glued to one another, embracing the other as if trying to merge. Sometimes it didn't take much to achieve profound happiness.
He was simply content hugging his lover, her voluptuous tits resting in his face. Hell, he wouldn't have minded suffocating in them. That is when he felt her tender hands reach toward his chin, slowly uncovering his face before kissing him.
She went for a very normal kiss, intertwining her tongue with his and exploring every corner of his mouth. It was so sweet, conformable, and felt so natural as if they were meant to be just like that. Her legs were softly brushing his while she had a hand on his chest caressing it gently while tracing lines.
She then stopped for a second before gently approaching his ear. He could feel her hot breath tickling him, it was a pleasant sensation. She then murmured in a voice that would have made any man hearing it stand at attention. He was so damn lucky that it was solely reserved for him.
"♡-That was my thanks for tucking my sister in bed, now there are over 9000 other things I need to thank you for.-♡"
Even that cheesy line was enough to send his blood boiling. He couldn't help but give a wry smile. "I'm not even sure I can survive so many thanks."
She flashed him a fake pout "I'm aware you are working early tomorrow so we'll just have to settle for a few thousand thanks" As she said the last part, she winked before grabbing an elastic and tying her hair. He clearly knew what this meant, something very nice
She kissed him once more for a long while before finally separating from him and repositioning herself at the foot of the bed.
She quickly moved her hands expertly while almost inaudibly mumbling. "Release the Kraken." She truly did it as she said it. He could feel his entire body shake as he couldn't help but laugh. Flashing him a smile, she kissed him once more. His mouth was busy laughing, but it never had been her target in the first place.
This time the kiss was very gentle. Her slender tongue could be seen peering from her red lips, gently licking. He could feel the softness, the wetness, and the cold touch of the air in succession, all of it making him hunger for more.
Ever so slowly, she increased the intensity of the kisses. She also began thoroughly exploring the edge of the Kraken, slobbering gently over it.
Then she began to greedily devour it, akin to Taotie in front of a delicious meal. Yet, there was something strange. How could she somehow manage to look so graceful while doing it? She even had a sparkle in her eyes.
Well, the how was irrelevant. It was simply a matter of enjoying the now. She kept going, delicately at times, more intensely at others, but always rhythmically and tirelessly. He could feel pure comfort and bliss. His whole body relaxed feeling like he was simply floating, free of all earthly problems.
She was very patient too. So patient that she did not utter a word no matter how long it took. Well, her mouth was too busy to talk in the first place. After what would have felt like an eternity to anyone without her tenacity and an instant to him, the Kraken came throbbing out splashing water everywhere. He could see her gulp it all.
Then the Kraken fell back down in defeat. Still, as a true beast tamer, she wasn't one to give up so easily. Under the soft touch of her slender fingers, the Kraken was almost instantly revived. This was oh so pleasant.
But just as he had this thought he heard something. Tilting his head he could discern a little girl he knew very well just standing near the curtain watching them intently. Except there was something a little off about her.
"JoSh YoU LiEd, yOu SaId wE Do NoT Eat SpiDeRs!" Her tone was discordant and seemed very different from her usual appearance. There was also the fact that her eyes were gone and bleeding incessantly. Finally, she was currently in the process of vomiting hairy spiders non-stop.
Josh sighed. "This is a dream, isn't it?" Well, the scene was clearly what anyone would have described as a nightmare instead. Josh reacted very naturally.
He pointed at the little girl. "You, stop bleeding on the carpet.", then at the spiders "You guys, 2 meters from the bed or more and no touching!" and finally at his lover "Just keep going like that, you're amazing."
Josh could already feel himself waking up. Still, he would enjoy the last remaining seconds of this heavenly Blowjob. So what if there were spiders and ghosts spectating? So what if none of this was real?
He simply closed his eyes in contentment, smiling in satisfaction...
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