Thread: Halloween on a Haunted Hill [Lady Grimoire x Acitar]

It seemed at least to Miles that Syliva didn't mind the touch, though whether she enjoyed it as much as he did was difficult for him to discern given the general air of mystique she seemed to have. Soon enough her foot was lowering back to the ground and she once again proved there was more strength in her frame than appeared as she grabbed both of his wrists making him wonder if he had crossed some unspoken line, even if the lingering sensation of her rump on his fingers was more than worth that possibility so far as he was concerned, she asked if he passed most of the tests. I pass all of them, at least the ones I have done so far. He said with just the barest hint of pride discernible in his voice even if the latter part of her sentence seemed a bit strange to him, maybe she just preferred intelligence to physical appearance? His train of thought on the matter was promptly derailed by the predatory look seemed to fill Sylvia's features just as she took his hands and placed them directly atop her breasts. He blinked a few times as their softness and warmth filled his palms and made the tips of his fingers tingle as he pondered whether to squeeze or just to hold, however he soon found her hands on his shoulders guiding him backwards, much as the natural urge to look over his shoulder was present he didn't want to miss a single moment looking at Sylvia herself, simply trusting she knew where she was going. The crowd was soon out of sight the sound of the music and drunken revelry becoming more muted as she pressed his back against the tree as she asked a slightly odd question. It is definitely both. Miles stated at whether it was what she was doing with her hips and legs or what she was doing it too that was so distracting and his answer was sincere, whilst his nervous temperament remained it was becoming less noticeable as he grew accustomed to Sylvia. Ordinarily the feeling of her hand sliding down his body would have been hard to ignore but his mind was focused on what was beneath his hands and he just ever so gently squeezed her breasts that was until it passed below his belly button and gripped around the swollen shape beneath his costume causing a surprised gasp of pleasure. Whilst to everyone else if such things were happening to them they'd likely have considered what was happening to be a foregone conclusion but this being his first time everything felt far more intense and new. It was a mixed blessing that the sensation of her fingers and palm rubbing, stroking and teasing the throbbing shape of his erection through his costume was so muted as he wasn't sure how long he'd last if there was any direct contact that didn't stop it feeling good though, the heat of his shaft almost seeping through the fabric and against Sylvia's teasing fingers. It's very distracting.. Miles said almost breathlessly as every motion causing the fabric to tease and rub around his sensitive length and he felt so impossibly hard right now that she'd be feeling the swollen head and the seven or so inches of his member pulsing against her, as she asked why it was distracting. It was certainly an odd question though he still answered it as best he was able. Because it feels... Really.. Really good.. His speech was no longer broken with a nervous stutter but laced with barely restrained gasps and soft moans of pleasure that caused his grip on her breasts to turn into a more full firm, squeeze than a tentative grip.