Midnight arched into him, her small hands clutching at his shoulders. "Master," she breathed, the word coming out like a prayer.

Liam took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking gently. Her skin pebbled with goosebumps, and she gasped, her back arching off the bedroll. He could feel how wet she was against his thigh, her wetness soaking his skin.

He moved to the other nipple. Kissed the underside first, where the skin was impossibly soft, tasting of salt and something like sun-warmed blueberries from whatever soap she used. Then up a Slow drag of his lips. He took the second nipple into his mouth.

"So responsive, good girl", he murmured, moving to her other breast. He used his tongue to trace circles around her nipple before taking it between his teeth, just enough pressure to make her whimper.

Midnight’s thighs trembled on either side of his hips. "Midnight didn’t know it would feel like this," she panted, her blue eyes glassy with desire. "Master, there’s a strange... heat," she murmured, brows furrowing in confusion as she shifted beneath him. "Midnight doesn’t understand what’s happening to her body."

Liam’s lips traced a path down Midnight’s stomach, pausing to linger on the subtle curves of her abdomen. His tongue dipped into her navel, drawing a soft moan from her lips, her body squirming beneath him. His hands roamed over her hips, thumbs tracing circles on her soft skin as he drifted lower. The scent of her arousal filled his senses, drawing him to her pussy at the top of her thighs. He paused there, his breath warm on her most intimate place, looking up at her face now flushed a delicate pink, her eyes closed, and her lips parted in a breathy squeak of anticipation.

"Can I taste you?" he asked, his voice rough with need.

Midnight nodded frantically, her chest heaving. "Please, Master. Midnight wants to feel Master’s mouth."

Liam spread her thighs wider, revealing her glistening pink folds. She was drenched, her arousal coating her inner thighs. He lowered his mouth to her centre and licked a long, slow stripe from her entrance to her clit.

Midnight’s reaction was immediate and intense. She cried out, her hips bucking against his face. Liam held her down with gentle but firm hands on her hips, then focused his attention on her swollen clit. He sucked it into his mouth, using his tongue to flick rapidly across the sensitive bud.

"Master!" Midnight’s voice was higher than he’d ever heard it, almost a squeal. "Midnight is...Midnight can’t- haaah"

Liam felt her thighs begin to shake, her inner walls fluttering around his tongue. He slid two fingers inside her, curling them to find that spot that would push her over the edge. When he found it, she screamed, her entire body going rigid as her orgasm crashed through her.

He continued to work her through it, his tongue tracing circles around her clit as her cries turned to whimpers. He licked up her pussy as she came into his mouth, swallowing her essence. When he finally pulled back, his chin glistening with her juice, Midnight was trembling, her eyes unfocused.

"Master is amazing," she whispered, her chest still heaving. "Midnight never felt anything like that. The girls at college always said that their boyfriends made them feel good. Is this what is happening?"

Liam moved back up her body, positioning himself between her thighs. His cock pressed against her entrance, and he could feel how hot and wet she was. He looked down at her flushed face, her lips parted, her blue eyes half lidded with desire.

"Are you sure?" he asked, even as his body screamed for release.

Midnight nodded, reaching up to touch his face. "Midnight wants Master, all of Master, just like Elizabeth"

"Hmm, if you’re sure," Liam mumbled, focusing on her.

Liam pushed forward slowly, watching her expression carefully. She was tight, so incredibly tight, and he had to fight to control himself.

Midnight squirmed, her nails digging into his back as she made little sexy moans that were somehow both innocent and enticing. Liam smirked as he felt a warm trickle of blood from her pussy coat his cock, a primal sign of her virginity that sent a thrill up his spine.

When his cock was fully inside her, he paused, giving her time to adjust.

"Master fills Midnight completely," she gasped, her inner walls fluttering around him. "Midnight feels so full."

Liam began to move, setting a slow, deep rhythm. Each thrust made Midnight’s breasts bounce, her nipples hard in the cool night air. Her expressions were a mixture of pleasure and wonder, as if she couldn’t believe what she was feeling.

"Touch yourself," Liam instructed, his voice strained. "Show me how you like to be touched."

Midnight’s breath hitched, her small hand trembling as she obeyed Liam’s command, her fingers slipping between her dripping folds. She circled her clit, the slickness of her arousal coating her fingertips as she matched the rhythm of his thrusts, her breathing growing more ragged. "M-m-m-aster, oh f-f-f—fffuck", she moaned, "Midnight is close again."

Her tits bounced wildly with every brutal thrust, her nipples hard and aching, brushing against her own fingers as she touched herself. Liam’s grip on her hips was iron-tight, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he held her still, pounding into her with a force that rocked her entire body. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

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Status: Tent Quarantine Protocols Failing, Structural Damage Imminent.

The "College Dorm" Reality Check: Midnight asking if this level of high-tier ecstasy is what her real-world college friends were talking about has inflicted a [Reality Distortion Penalty] on Liam. The system notes that standard casual boyfriends do not possess a 10,000x Truffled Durability Multiplier, making this an unfair statistical comparison for her classmates.

Primal Inventory Verification: Liam, noting the biological verification of her first-time status, has activated the hidden [True Alpha Chef] achievement. His internal pancake monologue has been entirely wiped from the system’s server cache, replaced by the sound of heavy structural canvas groaning under intense kinetic load.

The "Elizabeth" Aggro Trigger: Midnight, invoking the name of the pink-haired warrior while sliding her slick fingers down her own dripping folds, has introduced a [Rivalry Velocity Buff] to the encounter. Every brutal, iron-gripped hip thrust is now dealing triple emotional damage to the unconscious party members outside.

The Bounce Dynamics: Midnight, attempting to follow manual clitoral self-stimulation commands while her asset infrastructure bounces violently in the cool night air, has triggered a [Severe Framerate Drop] inside the tent. The system advises Rogue to stay in the forest for at least three more business days.