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Bastet's Treat (RV + Ryax)

Juliette saw the boys coming to her, hearing their words as she shock her head. "Please don't...." She whimpered, until she felt them grabbing her by the hair, she screamed as she was pulled up, her arms moving to protect her as she crumbled together even when she was standing, her body in pain as she knew she was trapped. There was no way out for her, and as they spoke to her, she felt herself being suddenly pushed down on her knees. The gravel dug into her skin, hurting her, but the slap send her reeling backwards. Although she was quickly dragged up again, forced on her knees as she heard his words.

She was hesitant, knowing what she was being forced to, but she didn't want it. She didn't want to be abused, to have her body degraded like this. But there was no way out, and when his friends spoke too, she knew she had to. Slowly, she moved her fingers to his pants, her entire form shivering heavily as she slowly unzipped his pants, undoing the button and then pulling them downwards. She knew there was no way out but to just go with what they wanted. "Please don't hurt me..." She whimpered, looking down on the ground as she took a deep breath, waiting for what would happen.

In her mind, she was trying to get away from this place, away from the boys around her who were going to abuse her body, away from the pain that she felt. She didn't want any of this. She hadn't asked for it either. She just prayed they would be done quick, hopefully without damaging her body too much. And she prayed, to her Goddess and Mistress, that she would be guided to survive this horror, the pain that she would be living with, the guilty feeling of having cheated on the one she had given her heart.
 
The menacing boy looked down on his prey, anxiously waiting to try out her mouth as she undid his pants slowly. The other boys talking amongst themselves as they watched the spectacle unfold in front of them. The girl was clearly terrified, which only made the boys more anxious to feel her quivering form pleasure them. The boy she was about to service reluctantly was already at full attention, nothing like Chris's but still enough to force down her throat and just about cut off her air supply. "That's a good girl. We're not going to hurt you more then necessary.", he said somewhat ominous in his voice. He was smiling slyly as she pulled down his pants and briefs. He moved a hand to the back of her head, grabbing on to her hair roughly as he grabbed on to his dick, pushing her mouth against him as he in turn pushed against her mouth. Grinning, he only pushed harder until she let him inside, the boy grabbing her head with his other hand now as well, immediately starting to fuck her mouth, only pushing as far as the back of her throat at the moment, not wanting to 'rush' the amazing climax of getting to feel her mouth all the way to his base. He groaned in delight as he watched her expression of dismay and horror.

The two other boys having planned to take action did so accordingly; When the facefucking began, they grabbed her hips, lifting her ass up while the other held her head steady. The only thing in their way was her underwear, which they quickly ripped off of her, breaking no sweat because of their strength. They began fondling her ass, legs and pussy, talking amongst themselves, all while holding her up, suspended so that she couldn't slump down again. "What the hell is this anyway? How come she got a tail?", one asked, pulling on it roughly and twisting it, trying to figure it out. "Yea what is this shit?", the mouth fucking guy asked, pulling on Juliette's ears and folding them forward and backwards as he pumped her throat. The other behind her was more concentrated on her lady parts, slapping her pussy, exploring her crevices as he pushed his finger knuckle deep into her pussy, letting out a delighted moan. She wasn't yet wet, it was a rape, nothing she enjoyed so it wasn't that surprising. Her insides were a bit coarse, but still velvety soft for her dear Chris. She would soon get wetter however, to ease the pain to her body, not as a testament to that she liked it because she didn't. "Dude, you gotta try this.", he said, pulling his finger out and enticing the other to try her out as well. "Thought I'd never get the chance.", the other agreed with a grin and let her tail be, pushing a finger knuckle deep inside her pussy as well. He too let out a delighted moan, agreeing that she had a lovely inside as he pulled his finger out, not done however as he thought it was a bit too coarse, spitting on his fingers as he readied a second one, quickly pushing them inside of her pussy again, flinging them around inside and exploring her. "You like that huh?", the first one laughed at the others brisk move as he too spit on his own finger, letting the tip circle her asshole slowly, "I'm trying this one instead.", he said, slipping the tip inside of her ass and slowly pushing it inside knuckle deep as well, repressing a gasp of anticipation from her twitching ass and supreme tightness.

"Okay, step aside. I get first dibs. Hold her up a bit will ya?", the guy with the finger in her ass said as he pulled it out, the other yielding promptly and stepping aside, holding Juliette up on her feet, "Fine, fine.", he agreed while making way for his friend. The guy unbuttoned his pants, dropping them to the ground along with his boxers, full blown erection going as he was larger then the frontal one, but not big enough to match Chris noteworthy. He spit on his dick, lubricating it as he grabbed her ass, aligning himself, running his tip along her pussy lips before he placed his tip by her opening and pushed himself inside, groaning and biting his lip at the amazing insides of this poor Bastet servant. With a couple of thrusts he was balls deep inside of her, her wetness having started to keep her from getting so horribly hurt as she would otherwise by such a rough entry. "Ohh yea..", he groaned as he grabbed her ass hard, thrusting his hips back and forth and slapping his thighs and balls against her legs and pussy. Juliette was now being raped from both sides, her front and her back. One would think that it wouldn't be possible to be fucked more, but she still had an unoccupied hole and 3 more boys to satisfy with her body. Soon she'd be working with all her holes to give satisfaction to her rapists.

Poor Juliette. Violated in every hole. While she was being gangraped, Chris was at home, studying and almost being finished. He was starting to looking at the clock, wondering where his Juliette were, starting to feel a bit uneasy. Maybe she stayed longer to discuss things with their history teacher. Chris had underestimated the homework and couldn't get to making dinner in time, but Juliette had not come home anyway, so he began not thinking twice about it. She was probably just staying a bit late to help, he figured. Oh how wrong our poor Chris is, so very, very wrong.
 
Juliette had no time to think, as she saw the cock being exposed, she praised herself lucky, he wasn't as big as Chris. And suddenly, she felt lucky and blessed, she figured they weren't nearly as big as her lover and boyfriend, but she then realised as she felt the hands on her head, there was no way out, they were still going to rape her. Horror filled her eyes again as she tried to shake her head, but it helped her little, the cock being pressed against her mouth as she whimpered, but soon there was no way out, she cried as she opened her mouth, feeling it invading, her saliva increasing instantly to protect him from hurting her mouth or ripping it.

Then came the sudden feeling, her legs being yanked up, lifted. She couldn't look back, but as she felt her panties disappear, she knew what was happening. She screamed against the cock in her mouth when the fingers were inserted into her pussy, though she was only lightly moist, she knew her body would go on the defence and prepare her. To protect her from being ripped to shreds and bleeding to death. And then came the two fingers, wriggling around, it made her cry loudly, her body writhing as much as it could, although little, in their arms. And she knew it was close. And then her ass was invaded, by a single finger, something she hadn't even considered with Chris, and it hurt. She screamed loudly against the cock in her mouth, her eyes filled with tears, running down to her chin and dripping to the cold ground. There was no way she could believe this was happening to her, but she could feel it as the fingers were pulled out, her was held up on her feet, suddenly able to stand, although not for too long as her legs almost gave out.

She felt the cock invading her pussy, making her scream and shake her head violently, she was still mainly moist, so it did rip her a bit, though not too much before her body kicked in, lubing her up, feeling him going fully inside her, she felt violated, ruined and broken. She didn't want to be there anymore, she wanted to leave and never come back, to disappear into another world. But there was no way out as she cried, feeling her body being abused from two sides at once, though as she remembered, there were still three more boys, and she prayed they would leave her ass alone.
 
The boys momentarily enjoyed their victim's screams and motions for trying to express how much she hated this. Instead of her message coming across, it was more like music for the boys, she was reacting to what they were doing, screaming, shaking or else they enjoyed any of her reactions and savored them, pushing to get more out of her with all that they did. The mouth fucking guy couldn't help but to moan as Juliette screamed against him, her warm breath and vibrating throat creating such a savory feeling against his cock. He even enjoyed the tears trickling down her cheeks and the horrors expressed by the situation, most of all by the playing around by the other guys at her ass. When she shook her head in a violent manner, beginning to struggle more, the man in front instantly grew a bit disgruntled, taking a firm grip on her hair and back of her head, pushing all of his cock inside of her, his balls pressing hard against her chin as he cut off her air ways for a little bit before he pulled back a bit again, allowing her to breathe again. "The more you struggle, the more I'll be doing that.", he told her, threatening to cause more suffocating panic in her then she'd ever felt if she kept on struggling like this and causing discomfort to mix with his pleasure.

The man in the back held the poor girl's hips steady, raping her pussy good as her juices began flowing and making his movements easier and decidedly more pleasurable. Before he knew it, his stamina had already run out, quickly coming inside of poor Juliette, a fair amount but nothing worthy even a fourth consecutive time by Chris. While he moaned from the pleasure, he didn't stop for a while, pushing and pushing, enjoying it as much as he could before he finally slipped himself out, slapping her ass hard and pulling his pants up again in delight. "Come on, don't be shy. She's amazing.", he told the others, grinning as he sighed with delight. He didn't want to continue, he was emptied by her sweet pussy. "My turn then!", the other that had been there with him before said, quickly moving in and dropping his pants, caring little to lube himself up as he plowed himself into her pussy, instantly fucking her both fast and hard, slapping his thighs and balls against her like the other, though this one had a hard time being satisfied with doing just this. Clipping off her bra her grabbed her breasts from behind, hard, his nails digging into her skin a little. He felt they were amazing, unable to handle them gently he pinched her nipples kind of hard, pulling and twisting them as he massaged her breasts while growing ever more satisfied and wanting by her screams and twitching. While they had promised to not hurt her more then necessary, this was already a quite rough and violent treating, but at least she wouldn't get kicked and punched as well.

One of the bystander guys growled, unable to keep to himself he moved beneath poor Juliette, "Focus on her ass will you, I'm taking her breasts and pussy.", he said with delight as he fondled her breasts, less with his nails however, more with his teeth, biting her breasts and nipples and testing her threshold. The behind guy shrugged, "Fine, I don't mind that at all.", he said, grinning as he pulled out of her pussy. He brought her hips down forcefully, her position on her knees right now, the man underneath her removing his pants. Poor Juliette was going to be forced to ride this vile rapist. The man underneath moaned at her softness, aligning his dick with her pussy and shoved it inside with a hard thrust, then bringing himself and her his down further, his body resting on the ground. The energetic and punishing man previously behind her crouched, leaned forward and whispered into her ear, "You're not getting rid of me that easily.", he said in a horrifyingly soft voice as he poked his dick at her asshole. His dick was slick from her bodily juices of mercy already, no matter how she clenched he would still slip into her with a bit of force. The two men grabbing her hips, the man behind her began pushing his own hips forward, his dick slowly sinking into her ass until her muscles just couldn't keep him out and his entire length slipped right in to the base. He groaned from the many times more pleasurable tightness and twitching of her asshole as he began thrusting quick and hard in unison with the man under her. Poor Juliette violated in all her holes, so much pain yet so far from an ending.
 
Juliette felt the treatment when she resisted, even if it was only lightly, she felt her breath being taken away, her eyes growing wide in shock. And his words didn't help at all, she cried, whimpered and tried to get her mind away, she was already feeling broken and dirty. Having let them take advantage of her like that, having been too naïve to see what they were going to do to her. But as she stood there on the ground, she felt something even more horrific, a blast deep inside her pussy, something unloading. Her eyes went wide as she screamed again, the cum wasn't what she wanted, least of all. She only wanted Chris to do that so he could father their children, no one else.

But it was too late as she felt her pussy being emptied of the cock, then the next guy came. She didn't have any time to recover as he thrust into her, causing her to scream. He was bigger than the previous guy, but not as big as Chris, and then he clipped her bra open. Her breasts jiggled freely down into his waiting hands, only to cause her to scream more when he twisted and pulled hard on them, soon enough the area around her aerolas turned red, slowly towards a blue taint. She felt like she was in hell, even if they weren't hurting her too much, they were causing immense emotional pain to her.

Hearing a third guy suddenly, she felt even more despair, she knew what would happen, her breasts soon showing light teeth marks from being bitten as she heard her ass being mentioned. And suddenly, she was on her knees, in the lap of one of the guys, her eyes barely able to see him, but she felt his cock alright. He thrusted it right up into her, making her scream, her body bumping up lightly from the force, and then he would take her. Though her mind was only temporarily calmed by the lack of roughness, the moment she felt something pressing at her ass, she felt her body tense up, her breathing picking up. This wasn't something she'd wanted as she tried clenching up her rear muscles, but to little avail. He sunk himself into her suddenly, and didn't stop until he was fully buried, causing her to scream, her mouth managing to open around the cock as a shrill shriek exited her throat, her ass feeling like it was one fire, and she knew that he'd probably ripped it somewhere deep inside her.
 
The two meanest of the girls that had assaulted her came back, not satisfied with their humiliation so far. When they saw the state poor Juliette was in, raped in all her holes, they laughed maniacally, their expressions twisted with jealousy and spite, it was a weird combination, but they were so angry with the woman that they even enjoyed seeing this happening to her. "Holy shit, she's totally slutting it out here!", one said, the other agreeing, "Yea, what a gross slut!", she agreed as they laughed and pointed, walking up and examining the fucking, cheering and edging the boys on to rip the poor girl apart with their cocks. One backed off, whipping out her phone and started taking pictures, "I'll never let you forget this, you fucking slut.", she mumbled to herself in crazed anger, walking around and taking pictures from all sides and angles to make it undeniably so that it was Juliette in all her supposed glory.

The man taking her mouth was deeply enjoying her reaction, the top of her throat twitching and reacting to his intrusion, her muscles contracting as her body tried to get the obstruction away. A pleasured groan escaped him, keeping her like that for just a bit, pressing down himself before he pulled out, only to resume what he was doing before, but she could at east breathe. He didn't want a murder on his hands, least of all that after something like this. Everything the guys by her back did to her, the more pleasure it gave the man in front, her screams and twitching feeling so delicious to him. Her following shriek startled him, not thinking she could open her mouth any further like this. "Nope.", he said simply, shoving his dick down her throat again, cutting off her air both coming in and out, another pleasured moan escaping him as he pulled out, then back down her throat again. After all of this sick pleasure, the man couldn't beat it any more, feeling the great urge to come, he literally fucked her throat in order to accomplish this. It wasn't long until he groaned in ecstasy, shoving his dick hard down her throat once more and his cum shooting out of him. After the initial blast, he pulled out and grabbed her hair harshly, jerking off in front of her face as he held her up, his consecutive loads hitting her face all over, even her hair. The man shuddered, moaning in delight as he slapped his dick on her face but once and let her go. Satisfied as he was over his achievement, he pulled up his pants, smiling as self consciously as one could possibly smile, and walked off; He was done.

"About fucking time!", the guy beneath said, "I was growing tired of looking at your ugly fucking balls.", he added with a pleasured frustration as he ground upwards into poor Juliette hard from down under. The guy leaving laughed, "No one asked you to watch, I was there first.", he replied coldly, then he was gone. It was an increased pleasure for both the men left as they raped her simultaneously, their cocks brushing up against her through the thin wall separating the entrances. The last guy standing wasn't very keen on taking part in this himself by inserting himself into her, he stood on the sideline, rubbing himself to the spectacle taking place in front of him. The remaining men were nearing their end in terms of sex stamina now. The man on the sideline that was simply enjoying the show walked up to Juliette's face, moaning as he simply let himself out across her face again, he didn't touch her, just did what he dared and fled afterwards.

The man deep in her ass suddenly groaned in deep pleasure, exploding out his seamen into Juliette's ass, much like the mouth man, he pulled out after the initial delivery and let the rest out across the girls body, namely her back and ass this time, the first few shots landing across her back, the other shot on her ass until he had no more to give. The girl's ass had emptied the man wholly. He pushed into her asshole again a few times, just to get the last out of him and to savor the sexy tightness before he pulled out, spit on her back to rub it in that he considered her a whore, pulled up his pants and joined the girls in their laughing and picture taking.

"So you like fucking ass, huh?", one of them asked slyly, "It's the best thing there is.", he answered with a grin. The girl frowned, a little nervous as she considered asking him to fuck her as well, her bravery due to this spectacle and the desire to try it anally had sparked some twisted way of bravery in her. "Would you... want to come back to my place and... do that again?", she asked, having taken the bravery from the twisted situation to heart. The boy considered, grinning as he accepted her proposal and off they were, the only ones left the underneath boy and the most maniac girl.

The boy underneath, flipped them both over, he now on top of poor Juliette. He had no stamina left, leaning himself on her breasts as he pushed into her roughly, coming as well, filling her up with a few thrusts before he pulled out as well, leaving the rest of his seed on her breasts, stomach and pussy. He moaned as he got himself up, sighing in pleasure as he buttoned his pants and walked away, leaving Juliette as she were like filth, in filth, bruises and hurt body and all. He had no intention of helping, she would have to make due with herself, by herself until she got home to her own man, Chris, if he was even capable of helping her through this tragedy. The boy and the girl left, laughing as they looked at the pictures, going home to lounge or whatever these scumbags do while free except for raping.

Chris was getting a bit worried, Juliette had been gone for well over three hours, it was growing dark and he was already done with the cooking, over an hour ago. He sighed as he looked at the clock a few times, just to pass time himself really. He really wanted his sweet neko home, to give him company. He had no idea what massive, utterly devastating shock he was about to receive when his lover came back home, hurt, torn, scraped, burnt, damaged and utterly destroyed and used to raped.
 
When two of the girls came back, Juliette barely noticed anything but their words. Taken completely out of context. She felt her hate for them grow, they had after all brought her into this situation, and caused her so much pain and agony. And with them taking pictures, she knew they would never leave her alone. She feared what they might do to her next, but she also knew that nothing could prepare her for them.

And then she felt something warm, sticky in her throat, she knew the guy in front of her had released, the first went down her throat into the pit of her stomach, though as he pulled out, some was left in her mouth, making her cough when he pulled out, her mouth finally free as she felt her face being blasted with cum, even feeling it in her hair. Though she almost threw up from the taste in her mouth, and from reluctance, she held herself back, not wanting them to notice and punish her. Especially as she felt the two guys behind her still fucking her. And then came their words, teasing each other, though she could tell they had very little stamina, they would soon be done, and she'd be left alone.

When she heard the groan, she felt the explosion, making her scream as she felt her insides being coated, then the rest sprayed up her back, but before she could do anything, she was flipped over, noticing two of them leaving, and she was there with only one guy, and a girl who seemed to be filming it. She just laid there, her eyes looking empty, void of emotion as she let him do with her what he wanted, letting him finish so he could leave. She even felt tears running down over her lips as she felt him releasing inside her, then pulling out to blast the last out over her body, leaving her the final bit of humiliation. And when they were done and gone, it was already dark.

She took half an hour of being in misery before she slowly got up, gathering what clothes she could find to put on her body, to cover her up decently before she found her bag, halfways torn and with ripped paper inside, she figured they'd ruined all her homework and notes on purpose. But she slowly staggered home, and it'd be between midnight and 1 am when she got to his door. But she was so exhausted and used that she only managed to knock on the door once before she slumped down on her knees and fell in against it, her eyes filled with tears over the horror she knew Chris would feel once she was found, her body bruised, stained with cum and her hair burnt halfways off.
 
Chris had been out for hours looking once the hour grew later, around ten pm to eleven, even going past twelve and into midnight, still no trace of his beloved. Had something happened, he kept wondering to himself, starting to picture worst case scenarios, but the amount of worse case he would soon see, would be very hard for him to swallow. Once he gotten back home, entering with a deep and worried sigh, he slumped down on the bed with a groan. But then, suddenly, a knock on the door he heard followed by a minor thump, "Juliette!?", he voiced with concern, jumping up from bed and scurrying over to the door, opening it to feel the pressure against him. His heart clenched and skipped one or two beats as he crouched down to receive her tired and used up body. His eyes quickly glossing over by the tears forming, his gaze scurried all over her in a hurry, taking in what she had been exposed too on the surface. She reeked of sweat, shame, mud and most of all filth, sex and burnt hair. He couldn't find the words, picking her up in his arms, gently, blinking frantically as the tears trickled down his cheeks, off his chin and hitting the floor.

Chris was in shock, not being able to deal with what had happened properly, at least not in such a short time frame as this. He couldn't even process it and all emotions had not yet sunk in. He felt sorrow, horror, deep pity and a rising anger. His heart was thumping fast, hitting him with heavy fists from the inside, feeling like it wanted to burst out of his chest and kill him, his breathing was ragged, uneven. Poor Chris, the sight of his lovely Juliette all broken tore him to pieces, though probably nothing compared to what Juliette had felt and feels right now. Carrying her into their showers, he grabbed the nozzle and let warm and soothing water pour out of it as he gently let it trickle upon her skin, in a desperate attempt to do something, anything. "I.. I..", he stuttered, unable to form actual sentences he felt so guilty, the one time leaving her alone, this happens. He was unable to stop himself from burying his mind in traps with guilt, pity and fright about all of this. So much negative emotions running through the poor man's head right now, negative sensory overload simply manifesting in his hands shaking from the terror, the tears steadily trickling down his chin and a light tremble of said chin, his mouth open, wanting to say something to her, wanting to comfort her, but there was really nothing he could say to give any sort of remedy in the likes of this. He felt like was constantly about to faint, his blood rushing through him from the terror induced adrenaline sending his heart racing.

He cleaned her, sat in the shower with her the entire time, his clothes soaking way before he wrapped her up in the biggest, fluffiest towel they had, leading her out of the shower and gently laying her down in their bed. He didn't know what to do, he couldn't focus, couldn't think, couldn't say a single word as his mouth had dried up long ago by now. Still not saying a word, he laid down next to her, however on the floor and not in the bed, he was laying perpendicular to her on his stomach, holding her hand tight as he looked at her, his body and mind still in shock, scared, frightened, angry, sad, just about most negative emotions at once confusing him and rendering him incapable of anything sensible at the time. He didn't know what to do, how to deal with this, what to say to her. Just that he didn't want to leave her side, or leave it if she wanted him to, whatever she wanted to help her deal with this.
 
Juliette soon heard Chris' voice, her heart leaping. She had missed him, although she barely had the strength to do anything but cry and look at him softly, she let him pick her up, cuddling herself in against his chest when she could, quickly soaking his shirt with her tears. She wanted it all to be away, to be forgotten. She didn't like what'd happened to her, what the guys from the class had done. And she knew it would shatter Chris if he was told exactly what they'd done to her. Though she could tell he was crying too, his snivelling and the sound of tears splashing to the floor and down on her, she reached up weakly, wiping one tear away. Then she felt the shower against her back, she knew what he would be doing, and she gave him a soft smile.

When he sat next to her, she leaned gently in on his shoulder, her hands moving on their own. She still trusted him fully, but it felt bad for her as she removed the broken, dirty clothes, letting him see all the damage, the cum seeping slowly out of her pussy and the markings of cum on her stomach. But the warm water he poured out over her calmed and soothed her, making her relax. Although she didn't stop crying. She hated herself for bringing this pain to him, even if it wasn't on purpose, his eyes told her what he was feeling, the pain, terror and hurt, even the guilt. Though when they were done, she let him wrap her in the towel, moving out with him, she walked with a limp, he'd be able to tell from the bruising on her ass if he'd looked, she'd been abused in more than one way.

Lying down on the bed, she looked into his eyes as he laid on the floor next to her. She was glad it was a fouton bed, so they would be at the same level, because she suddenly moved herself out against him, on the floor. Putting her head on his chest, her wet hair on his arm as she held his hand tightly between their chests, her tears returning. "I'm sorry....." She whimpered softly, cuddling herself in against him as she cried loudly, finally letting go from the silent sobbing earlier. "I'm so sorry...." She snivelled repeatedly, shaking her head heavily as she kept pressing herself in against him, needing the feeling of him being there with her, her entire body shaking visibly from the sobs and crying.
 
It was so very hurtful for him to see more closely what they had done to his beloved. It was easy to spot the stains of cum in her hair and clothes, on her face and especially the seamen that still made its way out of her body at this point onto the shower floor. He didn't say anything, just washing it all away off of her, his hands gently sweeping over her to get everything off. He could also clearly notice the bruising, her body was covered in different colored bruises as well as her tail looking shot. Chris was sad, so very sad. He did notice her obvious limp, and he had seen the bruising on her ass, but he just didn't want to couple that with her getting raped in the ass, he just couldn't handle that so he just thought of it as she had bruised her legs.

He was surprised that she moved out to be with him on the floor like that. He was trying to give her some closeness yet some space as he didn't know what she wanted, but it was obvious to him now that she didn't want anything else then to be close to him, and he wouldn't disappoint her in the matter. He wrapped her in his arm, holding her hand hard as he tilted his head against her wet hair. "Stupid.", he said simply in response. "You didn't do anything.", he added shortly after. "Don't worry Juliette, I'm not mad at you, I don't hate you. I still love you, you know. I'm the one that should be saying sorry, I wasn't there to protect you. I'm so sorry this happened, I'm so.. so..", his voice began breaking up, tears spilling down his cheeks again as he talked. He clutched her harder against him, shaking from the sadness and crying. "I love you, I love you so much! I'm so sorry this happened to you!", he cried out to her. He was sad that it happened, mad at himself that he couldn't see something like this coming. He wanted to help her, wanted to undo what had been done, wanted to make her whole again in spirit and mind. But there was nothing more he could do then to simply keep her company and let time work it out for her.
 
Juliette had seen the pain in his eyes, the pain that'd been caused by the process she'd gone through. The abuse she'd been forced to experience. She could tell how much it shattered him, but he was still brave and courageous, he didn't budge and still managed to assist in cleaning her body of everything. She felt dirty, disgusting and pained, even when the bath was done. She felt like she didn't belong in this world anymore, that she wasn't worthy of Chris, even if she knew it was because of the rape she'd gone through. But as they laid there, she felt his arm suddenly moving around her, the slightly protective feeling returning, making her heart thump lightly in her chest.

She heard his words, feeling her emotions let rip even more. Why was he being like this to her? Didn't he realise, like she had, that she'd betrayed him? She didn't understand that it wasn't her fault that they'd raped her, she couldn't get it into her mind. Though as he held her there, her sobs slowed down until they were barely present as she laid against Chris, her free hand moving around him, hugging him tightly. "Just hold me....." She whispered softly, moving her leg in over his. "Just hold me and never let go...." She pleaded, just wanting to be alone with him, to be without fear of anyone hurting her for no reason. To be able to live a life filled with the love and passion they shared for each other, although with what'd happened, there would be little chance it would be a normally functioning life. At least not for the first long time.
 
Chris had no idea how she felt, hard for him to understand her feelings, simply thinking that she felt used, in terror and wanting to disappear from this world after something like this. He didn't know that she felt like she betrayed him with all of this, that it was her fault that she got raped and betrayed him in any way, even against her will. As relieving as it was for him to hear her sobbing soften and her being more contempt in his embrace, it wasn't gone by a long shot. "I'll never let you go again, I promise.", he told her with confidence. He would never let her get hurt again.

While it was perfectly adequate to lay like this, on the ground, he wouldn't allow that she slept without warm covers and his loving embrace for the night. So, several hours into the night, Chris simply couldn't sleep, thoughts severing their way through his head, Juliette had stilled down and was asleep, how much he didn't know. Softly laying her off of him and onto the ground, he shifted, knelt as he picked her up very carefully and softly, laying her down in their futon gently, her head on a soft pillow. He looked at her for a while, sadly, though with a smile at his beautiful lover. Chris carefully put the covers over her, getting up and walking over to the kitchen. He poured himself a glass of cold water and drank it quickly, a sighing groan slipping past him as he put the glass down again. He was so sad, confused and angry about his lover's unjust rape. He shook his head before he would boil over with confused anger, sighed once more, pouring some cold water over his hand and washing his face with it, slightly, enjoying the cold feeling washing over him. He made his way back, softly and soundlessly as he laid down beside her again, slipping under the warm covers. He cuddled close, watching and studying her for a while before he closed his eyes and slowly passed off to the land of dreams. Chris slept a worrisome sleep, not really able to sleep but having dreadful nightmares of all the possible ways she could have been raped, repeatedly waking up sweating and his heart thumping powerfully and very fast and an uncontrollable anger washing over him which he quickly stilled, slowing down his breath and sighing, again closing his eyes and laying down once more trying to get some honest sleep.

The next morning Chris woke up again, not in terror and sweat anymore, but rather a heavy fatigue and a dryness never before seen in a human. The rays from the sun licking his skin as he slipped out of the covers and walked over to the kitchen again, pouring the faucet and simply putting his head under it, washing his head in the cold water for a short while before he turned his head, the water splashing over his face. He opened his mouth, drinking several mouthfuls before he turned the faucet off and rubbed the water off his face and hair with his hand. He sighed softly, slowly waking up to this bright and dreadful morning. Chris didn't feel very well, he didn't want to go to school. In fact, he wouldn't. He would insist on that they stayed home for the day, just hung out and tried to have a good time.
 
Juliette heard his words, feeling her heart lifting with his promise. Although she stirred in her sleep, she was pretty much peaceful. She was unaware of being moved into the bed, although she was restless and moved around a lot while he was out drinking his water. But when he came back, she cuddled up to him once she felt his presence.

Waking up the next morning, she noticed the sound of the kitchen sink running. She knew Chris hadn't left, he wouldn't do so when she felt like this. Though when she tried to move, she felt her aching body tense, a gasp erupting from her lips. She even felt her throat being sore, to the point where she could barely feel herself being able to utter simple noises. But she slowly managed to lift herself up on her elbows, looking down at her bruised body, she only felt the painful memories of what'd been done to her. And as she heard the water being turned off, she knew Chris was done. She slowly laid down, turning herself to face the door, looking at it, hoping he would come back.

He seemed to take his time, at least in her mind as she slowly got up, lifting the blankets with her, covering her body as best she could while she slowly slipped out of bed, a light cry of pain erupting from her mouth as she begun limping towards the door, tears forming in her eyes as she was determined to get out to her boyfriend, to be in his arms, even it if meant it'd hurt her temporarily in the process.
 
Chris was wiping his face off with a towel when he heard the faint sound of something rustling outside the door to the room he was in. Even a cute and faint small cry of pain made itself through the door to his ears. He quickly finished up, put the towel away on the rack and went outside to greet his poor broken lover. A weak and worried smile upon his lips as he swiftly scurried over to Juliette, wrapping his arms carefully and gently around her, one hand lightly on the back of her head, the other up on her back as he held her close. "Silly. You shouldn't be up, you need to rest, or something.", he said, a light insecurity could be traced in his voice as he was unsure what a rape victim really needed. But by the clear sign of hurting herself and calling out for him to come back to her, it was clear that she really needed his close comfort more then anything right now.

"I'm going to be with you all day today, and we're not going to do anything but staying home.", he said, slowly letting his hand run over her hair. He gave off a silent sigh, otherwise severe emotional pain even in is breath if she could even audit it. "Now, tell me. Do you want any breakfast? Anything to drink? I'll get you whatever you want.", he promised, determined in making an honest effort to help her fulfill every need she might have after the yesterday's tragedy. Chris only wanted them both to get past the rape of his Juliette, but he had no idea just how difficult it would be for him to get over it himself.
 
Feeling his arms suddenly wrapping around her, Juliette almost fell against him. His hands catching her and helping her stay up. She smiled faintly, cuddling herself in against him while she listened to his words. "Thank you." She whispered softly, her voice still shaky and somewhat raspy as she stood there with him. The offer of breakfast made her stomach churn, causing her head to shake lightly. "No food please, I'm not hungry..." Even if she wanted to be hungry, to fill her stomach, the memories of the previous day would certainly stop that from happening as she grasped at his chest. "Just..... Come back to bed with me...." She told him softly.

She would let him guide them back to bed, lie down in his arms as she cuddled up to him with the blankets still wrapped around her body. She felt like crying, like a burden to him as she laid there in his arms. She didn't want to hold him back as she looked up at his face. "You should still go to school, it's important you don't fall behind." She whimpered, knowing it might seem weird to him. But she still put him above anything else, he was the reason she was there. "Otherwise you should go study up, prepare for the finals." She added.
 
Feeling her helpless form clinging to him, he easily supported her in her time of need. It's nice to feel needed Chris felt, but not for the reason that he ultimately was. Without protest, he gently led them both back to bed as he simply answered her request with softness and quick acceptance, "Ok.". Laying back down with his violated kitten in his arms, snuggling her close, it was easy to notice that she didn't hug him back, but he was okay with that, it was perfectly understandable.

Smirking briefly at her way of trying to get him to go to school, he wasn't going today however. He wasn't about to leave her side for a while until she recovered enough to be able to take care of herself properly. "I can study for them at home, at least for today. Besides, today's class isn't going to give me anything valuable. Let me stay home with you.", he pleaded to her, though he wasn't going to take no for an answer. "Let me stay home. I want to be here. I don't want to be away from you.", he asked of her, pushing his lips gently against the top of her head and giving her a light kiss, hoping that she would accept that he stayed home with her.

After a good estimate of forty-five minutes of snuggling and holding the wounded neko, Chris suddenly uttered a few questioning words, "Can I bring my things over to the bed?", he asked her gently. "I don't want to be too far away from you right now, even the table seems like too far away today. Is it alright if I study next to you?", he added, fully knowing that she needed close attention from him. He couldn't leave her side, but he couldn't ignore that he had to study as well. The finals were coming up rapidly, and he still had a lot of stuff to study before he would even be considered to be able to pass them.
 
Juliette enjoyed the closeness with him, although she knew it was only temporary. When he got up, she nodded, accepting that he would at least study at home. And so, when he came back, she made sure she could see him at all times as she slowly dosed off again, falling into a dreamless sleep without waking up for a good couple of hours.



She spent a few weeks recovering physically from the rape, the bruises were almost gone and her tail was healed back to normal, but the mental scaring hadn't disappeared. She could still see herself being raped in her dreams, sometimes even when she just closed her eyes briefly. But she had returned to college, to be at the classes, although she covered herself in hoodies and thick clothing, staying with Chris or a professor all the time. They didn't know about the rape, only those involved and Chris knew, and she wanted to keep it that way.

Although she had felt a lot of stress lately, the finals were coming up and Bastet were putting more pressure on her. Why hadn't she conceived yet? It'd been nearly three months since she'd begun sleeping with Chris. Juliette couldn't make any sense of it, and as she sat home that afternoon with him, studying for the finals, she felt the despair creeping up on her, making her shiver as she suddenly leaned against him. "Chris, my love, there's something wrong...." She whimpered as she turned into him, gently grasping his shirt.

She hadn't been sexually active since the rape, the furthest they'd gone was kissing and cuddling, she slept under the blankets with his arms around her and his chest under her head, but that was the closest they got to sex. And she knew it pained her, she wanted to do her Goddess' bidding and bring forth the child that was destined to appear on the planet soon, a Messiah of sorts. But as she sat there, leaning against him, holding his shirt, she knew she had to explain what she felt. "I don't know why, but I feel so afraid, so stressed..." She added softly.
 
Moving up to grab his things, Chris quickly came back and rejoined her in bed, though sitting up and being hard at work with studying for the approaching finals. It was hard for him to tear his watching eyes from his lover laying there, but he managed every now and then to get things done.

The weeks passed, a couple of them having flown by as they tried to go forth with their lives. Juliette eventually healed up physically well and could make use of her tail properly once more, her bruises had mostly disappeared and most of her her physical luster and glory had returned. However she no longer had her care free aura and good halo around her no more, she was still broken in both heart and spirit in a manner that would take a much longer time to heal then any physical wound ever would. While she had returned to school and began going to class again, it was like she just wanted to disappear at every waking moment. She cowered under thick clothing and hoodies covering her head. Chris could only spend time speculating why she would hide like this, coming forth to many possible conclusions but nothing he dared asking her of. He believed she would tell him when she was ready to do so, simply put. He had no idea the terrible rapists were in most of the same classes as they were, and he should probably never find out for the sake of everyone.

The stress of the finals began folding and folding and piling up high for the two of them as the finals approached more and more. They had not undergone any type of sexual activity, only kissing and cuddling at most which can't even compare to the things they did at the start of their relationship. Though Chris was not in a hurry, he was being careful and trying to contain himself and waiting for her to recover herself or at least talk to him about it before he would do anything. Rape is a delicate thing, and he cared far too much about her to try to push them back to how they were before if she even had a remote chance of breaking under the pressure.

Chris had no idea that Bastet had begun pressuring Juliette, that her primary directive was to conceive a child with him and birth an heir to godhood. The current day's afternoon the couple spent at home, studying hard for the gruesome tests as they had done frequently over the last couple of weeks. Then it suddenly happened, that specific tone of voice and choice of words that told him that she might be ready to talk about their situation. Setting down the book, he brushed one of his hands over hers and took one of her's in his, the other arm gently slipping around her shoulders and holding her soft and close.

Listening close to her words, he brushed his lips over her hair. "Why do you think there's something wrong, sweetie? It's probably just the stress piling up that's haunting you. Unless there is something else that you can think of that could be the cause of your sudden worry...", he said softly, gently and hopefully pushing her with words into spilling her beans for him, telling him what was on her mind again and how she felt, anything, everything he hoped. He kissed her on the top of her head again. "Talk to me.", he whispered, his voice hiding a pain and anxiety of wanting to know, but so insecure if he actually wanted to know. He was afraid of the possible topic, at the same time as he was desperately craving to release her from her burden.
 
Juliette felt the arm moving around her shoulders, and heard his words. She gently cuddled herself in against him, giving a soft smile as she looked up, feeling the kiss on the top of her head, she leant up to kiss his chin. "It's nothing to do with you." She told him to try and take his worries away. "It's just, all that's happened to me a month ago, and on top of that there's the finals coming up." She said, looking back into his shirt, her mind seeming to stop her before she pushed on, even if it was obvious from her biting her lip that she had more to say.

It took her a bit to bring the courage out, to get to say what she wanted to say as she looked back up at him, slowly letting her hands slide around his body as she slipped into his lap, facing him, she lifted her head enough to look him in the eyes. "Bastet wants a child in me." She whispered to him softly. "The prophecy has to happen before spring, if the child is born during the winter, it will be evil. But during the autumn or summer, it will be the child of the prophecy." She explained softly. Letting him know just what kind of stress was on her. "I can feel her pressure from so far away, but it's been really hard for me to deal with school and what's been happening to me at the same time." She said.

Her eyes were obviously in turmoil, she wasn't sure if he would be able to understand what kind of pressure she went through, especially as she was still the servant of Bastet, and there was a long way before she would be free. But maybe, she would be lucky enough to be allowed to stay on Earth and raise the child once it was born.
 
Chris was patient, listening to her voice and letting her take her time to go on with what she had to say. While it was pleasing to hear that it had nothing to do with him, it was also bothering him in an entirely different way since he had no clue what it could be if not for the rape and finals. Juliette cleared up any of his questions sooner rather then later as she spoke however.

A soft and silent sigh escaped him as she climbed onto him, straddling him. He looked steadily into her eyes, his focus entirely on her right now, a soft, accepting and curious expression painting his face as his hands both relaxed down to her mid back. Her following words startled him for a moment, for a moment now he had not considered Bastet to have a greater influence on things now that Juliette was with him, but apparently she had much other plans then he had originally so naively thought. A light shock whispered its way across his expression as he found out about the true goal of the looming goddess that had sent his own goddess to him.

Juliette had every right to suspect that Chris wouldn't be able to comprehend just the amount of pressure forced upon the fragile servant right now, and she was right at that. He could only try to imagine and accept this as simple fact and not fuss over anything. There was no way he would be able to argue with a true goddess, she had been kind enough to send Juliette to him, but it would be pushing and stretching his luck greatly if he were to confront her on this prophecy and all.

Taking a moment to digest the information, Chris had a light pity and pain shown in his smile for his lover, though quickly disappearing as he accepted it as fact. He accepted this merely because he knew she was in a fragile state of mind, and did only want to not be another strain and to be able to help her ease out of some of the stress if possible. He began counting the months as if they were like any normal human pregnancy cause that was the only thing he had as reference for this sort of thing. Counting the months forward, it meant that roughly at the edge of a month's time from now it would be to late to conceive a child for the prophesy to be fulfilled. "You sure don't have it easy right now.", he voiced softly, as sweet, lovingly and comforting as he could. "I can't even begin to understand how much pressure you're under, but let's see if I got the main parts right. You're here to conceive a child of Bastet, and you have to do this remarkably soon in fact. If I'm correct, you'd have to conceive within a months time for you to successfully have the child within the prophecy time frame. Of course I don't know how long a servant of Bastet would be pregnant, but if it's anything like a human cycle, that would mean that we would have to start... having sex again, already very soon after your... uh... you know..", he voiced on softly, his voice insecure as he was fishing for anything he had gotten wrong, a light pain following his words as he recalled the first weeks of her rape recovery and the fear of doing anything to hurt her following that. "Did I get it right?", he asked her gently.

"I'll do anything to keep you with me. I don't want to lose you. Never.", he said, sadness now trailing his words and his eyes as he looked up at her with a lover's merciful pity and sorrow. Still a loving, worrisome smile on his lips as he looked into her eyes. "I don't like that you're being forced to do this, not so soon after what happened to you.", he said, guilt seeping out of his words as he felt pained that he had to reinforce the thought of them having sex again, and so soon, or else they would lose each other forever. "How are we going to deal with this? Since it's your pressure, do you have any ideas to get out of this safe and sound?", he asked her, looking up with curious hope that she might have something.

If Juliette didn't have anything on her mind right now, Chris had already begun forming a plan he thought might potentially work where they would study for the next couple of days, take the exams and leave that part behind them as a big chunk of stress would fly away. During the study sessions, he could gradually ease her into closeness again by giving her massages, letting his hands explore and massage her body and slowly trespass on places she would probably have mental trauma about, in order to ease her back into feeling safe about it again. He would leave her in complete control, do whatever she wanted and told him to do so that she would feel more safe that nothing would go out of hand. It would still have to be a quick process of a week fit hey were to start conceiving after it, so the plan was most flawed. But Chris was so worried, confused over what to do, having a bomb dropped on him that they had to conceive right about now or lose each other. He didn't know what else to do. The stress of the test would still be there for another week, the powerful looming pressure of Bastet and the prophecy and birthing a child sooner rather then later as well, and the fear that her rape might have broken her in many ways she didn't come to understand yet that they had to face.
 
Juliette felt his hands on her lower back. And as she listened to him, she gave soft nods. "You're right. We have to have sex again." She told him to confirm his words, although her eyes never left his, her hands slowly moved around his body as she soon broke the gaze, pressing herself in against him, letting him feel that she wasn't wearing anything under her shirt. "I don't want to lose you either. But we need a sollution." She agreed, gently nuzzling her head into his shoulder. She knew it wouldn't be long before everything would crumble for her, the pressure was still growing and if it became too much, she knew there'd be no way she would be able to conceive a child.

But as for the plans, she had her own, and it was much more blunt as she grasped the back of his shirt. "If you promise to be gentle and loving." She begun, slowly pulling her head back to look into his eyes again, her own showing how serious she was being with this. "I will accept that we try to have sex already tonight, or now." She told him softly, though sternly. "But if it hurts or I feel uncomfortable, I will tell you and we will hold until later." She said, biting her lower lip, unaware of how sexy it still made her look as she felt her body stir.

It'd been so long since she'd had sex with him, and the sheer thought of having him inside her was pushing aside some of her qualms, she knew it'd ease up on the stress if they begun to have their fun, but it'd still be a long way before she was pregnant. And she had to overcome the final barriers with his gentle touch, nothing else could help her break through and become the girl she used to be. And she desperately wanted to see him happy again, to feel him against her properly.
 
It was nice for Chris to hear Juliette's honesty and feelings again, what was bothering her and actually talking and exposing herself to him again.

Having been away from most of his lover's body made her closeness almost painful for him, that to feel her supple breasts pressed against his chest, even through both their shirts, was arousing enough to drive him just a bit crazy. To not simply jump her or let any of him drift to explore her, he had to use most of his willpower.

"Of course. I promise.", he agreed with a light and honest nod as he looked up into her gorgeous eyes. He cared so much for her and would never think of hurting her in any wrong way, current circumstances or not. He listened to her voice and words, her expression and voice demanding his attention clearly. Though easily distracted by how she bit her lip, he responded no less with control still. "Sooner then I would have thought.", he chirped lightly in excitement at her willingness to try it sooner rather then later. "I wouldn't even dream of hurting you or making you uncomfortable, you know that. Let me propose something. I'll let you be completely in charge of when, and how, we do it. It will be completely in your hands what we end up doing. I think that it would help you feel more comfortable about it, and do exactly what you want to do. A simple command from you and I would follow it without any fuss. How does that sound?", he proposed and asked her, hoping that it would help her feel secure about their plans. "Or...", he began again, "... You can let me close again and I'll direct everything. Of course I would still follow your every command. But yea, you know, you wouldn't have to tell me to do everything and I'd be gentle and loving, I promise. It's your choice, really. I'm just a bit scared.", he revealed as he told her one of the other possible options to get to know what she would feel most comfortable with.
 
Listening to him as they sat there, Juliette nodded softly. Both his ideas were great, they'd certainly help her get used to him and sex again. But something inside her told her to stick with the idea of her being fully in control, that she could decide the pace, when and where and how fast it'd happen. It seemed to comfort her a bit as she leaned in to kiss his chin. "I think I'll go with the idea of me being in control. I want to be able to please you, and to fulfill my mission here. But I can't risk my own being in the process, so let's just try and see how long it'll take." She told him softly, leaning in to kiss him right on his lips right after, her body gently pressing against his.

She closed her eyes, giving herself in against his soft lips, her tongue slowly running out, teasingly across his lips as she slipped her legs out on either side of his waist and around his back, pulling her in so her groin would be only an inch from his cock, hidden away in his pants. Though she knew it'd be able to change quickly, she trusted that Chris would never hurt her, never push her boundaries. At least not when she was being this open and forward, accepting to push it until the limit. But she was still slightly worried, and ready to pull back if he lost control.

It was one of the fears that were evidently going to be there. The fear of being abused again, and she was praying to every God she knew that Chris wouldn't be like that, that he'd be a real man, and take his time with her. She needed to get used to her own body and his again, and it'd take time, but hopefully it'd be soon, she didn't want to see him suffer because she wasn't able to sexually satisfy him. And that only brought along more thoughts. She knew she risked him cheating on her, if it got bad enough, she wouldn't be able to know what he would be doing when he was out shopping for dinner or other stuff. But she pushed it away, she didn't have time to think about that, she wanted to think about being with him, to feel like she was in heaven.
 
Smiling at her choice, enjoying her soft and affectionate peck on his chin. Without the time to answer in between she had already attacked his position and begun her loving assault. Chris' hands were still on his lovers lower back, eager to move around but staying put for now. While they had taken time to cuddle and kiss over the weeks, no situation quite like this had risen up. He followed suit with her ways, closing his eyes and enjoying their hot kiss. He was taken a bit in surprise when her tongue ran along his lips, they had only locked lips until before now, but he was enjoying that she took her liberty so quickly to push her boundary. Chris wasn't going to let her lick his lips without any response however, parting open his lips a bit he let his own tongue come out to play with the friendly adversary of his lovers', licking at her tongue and lips, savoring their feel once more. A slight smile on his lips as he did so, one of true enjoyment. His hands pulled on her slightly to help her get closer, his body so eager for her to draw even closer and over him.

Chris quickly became lost in the moment, his body embracing the emotions and lust that were quickly building inside of him from being without it for over a month when it had suddenly stopped after a couple of intense weeks of sexual activity before. The mere kiss they shared was enough to make him crave more in a greedy fashion, a lusting erection quickly making itself noticed under his pants and his hands, in an attempt to quench some desire ran slowly along her back, hindered by his determination to let her get back in the game on much of her own power. After a short while of letting them run up and down over her back, his fingers playfully clawing her through her shirt, they moved down and greedily but gently squeezed her butt. He wasn't about to let his greedy body take over, but he was almost desperately in need of her. Hitting a point where he began realizing that he was going to grow bolder and bolder, he slowed himself down a bit, letting his hands instead slowly run up and down her legs, eventually his arms coming to a gentle rest on them. He knew that if he was to let his hands keep exploring her again and playing, he would eventually grow bolder and bolder, slipping inside of her shirt, taking liberties and what not for his need of her. but he did not want this truly, he couldn't rather as he had made it clear both by himself and her that she would be in control and take her time to get used to all of this again.

Juliette would find out that hey prayers to the gods for Chris to be a responsible and most caring man would be answered, but not by the gods themselves, but rather then by Chris himself. He would never hurt her if there was any way to escape it, even taking the pain himself rather then leaving it on her. She was too precious to him.
 
It felt completely new to Juliette, the feeling of his mouth accepting her request, for their tongues to embrace each other in their passionate kiss. It wasn't like the rape, she didn't feel horrible or abused, rather, in Chris' arms, she felt loved and cared for. She felt the warmth slowly return to her heart, making her let him pull her even closer, her body eventually poking against what she knew would be his erection. But she didn't mind it, the sheer feeling of knowing he was hard because of her and that he wasn't going to take her against her will, that let her know it was the right time.

Though she could also tell, he had been missing this, before the rape, they'd been at it pretty much every single day, waking up with sex and going to bed with it some days. But she knew they wouldn't return to it too quickly, instead, she just kept kissing him, feeling his hands moving on her back, first just on a small bit, but then slowly she felt him starting to claw through her shirt, making her giggle. But after that, she felt him help her push her boundaries, his hands ended up squeezing her rear end, making her squirm softly and a soft moan accidentally slipped out into their kiss. She felt so sensitive after so long, she didn't realize it herself as she felt his hands moving to her legs, resting on them in the end. She wanted more of his touches though, she craved them all.

Slowly, she broke the kiss, looking into his eyes. "I love you so much, Chris." She whispered softly, her eyes having a completely new look to them as she gently took one of his hands from her legs, guiding it around to grasp her ass. "Touch me, my love, let us take to the heavens in each others arms." She told him softly, leaning in to kiss his neck, her hands moving to pull his shirt off, wanting to feel him against her like they properly should, as the couple they were.
 
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