「 The Professor & I 」VOLUME II

(184) Unicorn

"She's just having the jitters. Nothing to worry about," I responded tiredly as he returned to the bed, sitting next to my horizontal frame.

"Alright. Do you want to go back to bed?" He asked kindly, running his fingers through my hair.

"Mm-hmm," I hummed as I plopped my face into his thigh and nodded.

"But would you mind helping me to the bath first?" I requested, peering up at him sheepishly.

"You mean, help you to get out of this cute thing?" James taunted, toying with the shiny plush horn on my hood.

"You know I already have enough trouble getting to the ladies and you had to put me in a onesie?" I confronted funnily, gesturing to the childish outfit he insisted to dress me in last night.

"But you look absolutely adorable," James argued humorously as he playfully wiggled my nose.

"You'd make a perfect unicorn," he happily claimed, a proud grin beaming from his face at the mention of his favourite creature, as he grazed his palm along the pink and white fleece.

"No kidding," I countered, sarcastically rolling my eyes, albeit giving him a genuine smile and snicker.

"Besides, it keeps you warm and fuzzy, doesn't it?" James prodded but I basically looked at him with an astute face and he rapidly received the hint.

"I know, you can't feel your legs, right?" He interpreted accurately, precisely repeating the lines I could now use in a joking manner without as much a pain as I knew before.

"I still love you," he professed truthfully.

"I know you do," I affirmed, flashing him a heartfelt smile.

We simply stared into each other's eyes, and without reading his mind I already knew what it meant. He slowly leaned in, gently pressing his soft lips onto mine. Feeling the usual and pleasant scratch of his ginger beard against my chin, I complied to reciprocate the favour.

His smooches eventually turned furious and sensual, and his tongue began to beg for entry. I granted him his wishes and gradually, our intimacy escalated in intensity as he explored my cavity for the umpteenth time.

He quickly stripped his own clothes and carefully unzipped my furry suit, just enough for him to delicately slip his warm palm around my bust. Teasing them with an uncanny mix of his hands and tongue, he glanced up with a satisfied smirk as he heard me reflexively gasping and moaning to his enticing actions.

Although I was generally aroused by his tender touch, it did not necessarily translate into sheer enthusiasm and my body seemed to lack the proactivity it had before. James accepted my medical condition as an excuse and was contented doing most of the work but it often triggered guilty pangs in me that would induce at least some contribution from my side to bring him to a high.

As the young and healthy man he was, James was long erected and had straddled over me, tantalizing my front as he simultaneously rubbed his hard tip along the border of my sensibility. Apparently, the scar in my back did not serve as my activation point anymore, but rather, its role had been taken over by this awful line just above my hips that dreadfully separated the life in my body.

Stroking me around my lower abdomen which was my last region of feeling, James started to please himself but I sprung up into a sitting position and he got up on his knees, allowing me to fulfill the duty with my mouth. Soon, I was utterly glad that he swelled up against my oral walls but he immediately pulled out and pinned me back onto the mattress, ejaculating on the bare skin of my chest instead, knowing how badly I reacted the first time we tried this routine.

Surely, being just as meticulous and fretful, James feared any accidental injury through a penetration given that I was now wholly deprived of any lubrication or sensation in my lower female regions. Not to mention he, too, overestimated the risks of paraplegic pregnancies and insisting I not be on any contraceptives, this was the furthest our intercourse could go, albeit not that I was complaining.

I was definitely still not certain to bear him a child. I merely wanted to meet his natural needs.

Diligently wiping up the gooey white substance off himself and me, he disposed the facial tissues before coming to peck me on the lips and I instantly giggled.

"What?" He muttered with an amused expression.

"I thought we were going to the bath?" I challenged haughtily.

"Oh, right," he blurted with a bashful laugh.

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Hi guys! We're back to normal chapters now. First chapter between James and Lynn as a couple and some intimacy involved because, well, everyone has needs right? 😅

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