Her son smiled and laughed awkwardly with his coworkers while sharing bold stories about their romantic lives and dormitory activities. Internally, he was praying for them to finish soon, leave him alone around his desk, and return to theirs so he could focus on getting through another day of work. But he knew that if he really tried to dismiss them or change the subject, he would only arouse their suspicions. It was quite risky to smile and nod without participating, but it wasn't like he had any experience to draw from. After laughing at Millie's description of her latest escapade, in which she had lifted up her mini skirt to show off her underwear to her new boyfriend on the way home until he lost control, Camilla stopped by the side of the road and got into the backseat, turning around to look directly at Yor. The mocking smile that crossed her face sent a sense of dread spreading through Yor's entire body. Like Princess Spine, she was facing a possible routine death. But none of the missions assigned to her by the Tender had made her feel as anxious as Camilla's expression now. The world of assassination was one she understood perfectly, but relationships and physical intimacy were beyond her. —Then, Yor— began Camilla. —And you? —I? stammered Yor, feeling his smile becoming even more uncomfortable than it already was. —Yes, you, silly— said the blonde laughing—. You must have exciting stories to tell. How could you not, with a husband like Dr. Forger? —I don't have as exciting stories as Millie's— said Yor, waving his arms—. You'd be bored if I told you about my married life. —I don't believe it for a second— said Millie—. Camilla is right. To conquer a man like your husband, you must have some incredible tricks and advice on how to make a man excited in bed and keep him satisfied. —Give us one, please! —said Sharon, leaning forward to get closer and putting her glasses back in their place—. You have to have at least an interesting story to share. Millie, Camilla, and Sharon looked at Yor expectantly, waiting for her to share a tip or tell a story about a passionate night with her husband. But Yor simply blushed as her eyes scanned the room, unable to find anything to say. She had never been good at inventing stories to distract them; that was why she had married Loid falsely. That marriage had been going on for some time and, honestly, she felt more comfortable with him than with any other man except Yuri (and even sometimes more so; it could be very difficult to deal with him). She felt emotionally closer to Loid after having lived together for so long, but that closeness had never turned into anything physical beyond a kiss on the cheek. Talking about mustering up the courage to kiss her husband on the cheek to deceive her brother would only have made the girls suspect more of her, so it was better to stay quiet. However, it wasn't much better because Camilla's smile had become something unpleasant as the silence stretched out. —Nothing? —she said—. Don't you have anything to say? Oh, come on, Yor. I don't know how you manage to hold onto a man like Loid for the rest of your life if you're so boring in bed. —Oh, don't listen to her, Yor —said Millie—. You just need to find ways to give him a little excitement, that's all. It seemed like Camilla had something more to say, but her boss returned from his break and looked at them, and the other girls went back to work, ending the conversation. But Yor's anxiety didn't dissipate because she no longer had to struggle through an uncomfortable conversation about her sexual experience or the complete lack of it. Now they distrusted her, just as they had when she was single all the time. What if they were right? Loid had accepted his fake marriage for convenience to him and Anya, but he was still a man, wasn't he? Wasn't it inevitable that he would have sexual needs that required attention? He had turned to her because he needed a wife, and quickly. But what if he decided he wanted a real wife; one who would do with him and for him all the things a normal wife would do? What if he asked her to leave home one day so he could find a true wife for himself and a true mother for Anya? What if his fake marriage ended and she was left alone again? She couldn't let it happen. She wouldn't. She didn't want to lose them. She wanted to be closer to them.-- This is all for the mission, Twilight. That's what Loid kept telling himself repeatedly. This life he had created with Yor, with Anya and her dog Bond; none of it was real. Everything was for the sake of Operation Strix, and once he had completed his mission with Donovan Desmond, they would disappear from his life forever. He reminded himself of this frequently, but there were moments when his determination wavered.
One day, when Yor came home from work and declared that they needed to sleep together as husband and wife, really, he had taken it by surprise, but he finally concluded that his reasoning for the request was solid. They couldn't afford to let any suspicion fall on the legitimacy of their marriage. That wasn't something he could be negligent about now that Anya already attended Academy Eden. Nothing with even the slightest possibility of interfering with Operation Strix could go unnoticed, and that included the suspicions of his colleagues at work. I've attended work parties with her, even just after life or death situations. I didn't need her observation skills to know that Yor was being completely sincere when she said she wouldn't be able to tell their coworkers a convincing lie about their nighttime activities together, and I'd also seen how uncomfortable it was when they tried to sell Yuri, her own brother, on the lie. If she needed to share her bed like her wife to talk confidently with their coworkers and eliminate any suspicion that they were something more than a deeply in love married couple, Loid was willing to participate. It wouldn't even be the first time he'd gotten involved in an act like this to maintain his cover, pursue his mission, and work towards making the world a more peaceful place. However, even Twilight couldn't pretend not to feel very different from any other moment. He wanted to believe it was just the amount of time they'd spent together in this fake marriage, combined with the importance of Operation Strix, that made his heart beat strongly in his chest as Yor took off her shirt and pants and walked towards the bed where he was sitting and waiting for her. But that lie was too weak to deceive someone without her great ability to read people and see the truth.
—Here I am! —said Yor, laughing as he looked at her fixedly. He had decided to take a few drinks first to give himself the courage he needed, and clearly it was working. He hadn't drunk enough alcohol to slur his words, but enough to overcome his usual discomfort and move forward with the plan. Without those drinks, his hands would have trembled at the idea of undressing in front of him, but didn't seem a little embarrassed to be standing there by the bed in her underwear. It was fascinating how much his personality changed after just a few drinks. —Here you are— he agreed—. And here I am, ready to help you with whatever you need. —He passed his arm over her body to quickly indicate his own state of semi-nudity. He had thought she would have more problems with shame than he did, so he had already taken off his shirt and pants while she was drinking before entering the bedroom. But seeing her now, he doubted that she would have any problem undressing him herself. —Ah, here you are! —she laughed, not looking at him but at his bare chest. Her eyes rarely stayed above his neck since she entered the bedroom with slightly unstable steps, but Twilight didn't see this as a problem. On the contrary, it would be beneficial for them if he found her physically attractive and wasn't ashamed to admire her. It would make it much easier for him to speak convincingly to his colleagues at work if he remembered the genuine attraction and excitement he felt doing so. “Of course, do what feels comfortable”, he said, trying to make this as easy as possible for her. “You just need to do enough to be sure you'll have a suitable story to share with the other women in your office next time that kind of conversation comes up, so don't pressure yourself to do anything more than you're ready to do”. He wasn't sure if Yor had Sexual relationships before, but regardless of whether I had done it or not, I knew I was far from having experience. —I'm sure I want to try what Camilla was talking about!—said Yor, smiling widely.—But first, we have to get this out of the way!—She extended her hand and grabbed her underwear, showing how much courage a few drinks had given her. She pulled them down her legs with surprising force and threw them over her shoulder, and gasped loudly when she saw what she had just discovered. She wasn't the only one who had been sending admiring glances. Twilight knew he would need to get erect for her to do what she needed to do, but it hadn't required any effort to achieve it. Simply looking at Yor's body as he undressed until he was in underwear and stood there in front of him had been enough to put him in a state of intensified excitement when she took off his underwear. —Oh my God!—whispered, although even her whisper wasn't exactly soft in her current state. He was very happy that Franky was taking care of Anya that night, because he wasn't sure how they would explain it if she overheard them. For someone who struggled so much with their studies, his daughter could be surprisingly perceptive at times. The expression of surprise on her face and the flush in her cheeks as she looked at him confirmed her lack of experience. He could conclude clearly that she had never seen a penis as large as his, but he felt comfortable assuming that it was the first erect penis she had ever seen. Her surprise spoke for itself. But she didn't seem intimidated by it, as he thought she would if she were completely sober. Even if Yor was seeing something she had never seen before, she seemed excited about it. Something in the way she looked fixedly at his erection and licked her lips slowly made that The mouth of Loid would feel suddenly dry. Then she knelt down in front of him and it was Loid's turn to feel surprised. What are you doing?, he murmured. Why don't you sit with me on the bed?. —Ohhh?— said Yor, laughing again—. Does that mean you know something I don't know, Loid? —She laughed again and Loid didn't know what to do with the small jolt caused by the sound—. Don't worry, husband! I'll teach you everything! Loid's expectations were that he would have to guide Yor through all this step by step, even with his partial drunkenness giving him the courage to keep going. She wrapped her hand around his member, tilted her head and stuck out her tongue to lick the whole thing defying all the expectations he had set up about how this night would be. This was a new situation for him, but whether he had been waiting for it or not, Yor's tongue moving in circles along his swollen head felt very, very good. If he hadn't known already, he could have believed that Yor had done this often. He knew that couldn't be true. It was something one of his work colleagues had done, or at least boasted about having done, and Yor was simply emulating her. But she would have her own story to tell and wouldn't need to exaggerate how well it made him feel. And that was before she opened her mouth wide enough, took his head inside and started sucking. Loid gasped, feeling his pleasure increase dramatically as his wife's lips sucked his sensitive head. If he had stopped then, he would have already had a lot to brag about. But she began to slide her lips lower and take him deeper into her mouth. Loid watched with fascination and excitement equal parts how his member disappeared more and more in her mouth. He didn't know if he could describe it adequately how it felt when Yor took him in her mouth, but his eyes didn't stop looking at him while doing so. As I sucked his face, he pulled his mouth away from him with a snap and smiled at me from his knees. —I hope it was good, Loid—said, pushing a rebellious strand of hair behind her ear. Did she really not know how well she had felt? —I tried to do it like she said, and since she talked about how fun it was to see the face of her boyfriend while doing it, I also tried. It was fun! —She bit her lip and looked at the floor for a second—. But while you were sucking me, I had another idea. Camilla never mentioned it, but I want to try it anyway. If it works, I can really brag about it! Can I try it, Loid? Please? —Yes, of course—said Twilight quickly. His logical side knew that accepting something that hadn't been tested before was a mistake, especially when he had no idea what he was talking about, particularly since it wasn't even something he had learned from his gossipy coworkers and was just an idea that occurred to him. But he wasn't more prepared for what she had just done, and it had been as pleasant as surprising—. This is all for your benefit, Yor. Try whatever you want. I'm at your mercy. —Yes! —Yor laughed and applauded like a child who has just received a prize. But what she did next was purely adult, and once again made Loid gasp in surprise. She stayed on her knees and her mouth went back in search of more. But instead of taking his head between her lips, she lowered her head and her mouth approached her balls. Feeling that her tongue was shooting out to lick them made Loid shudder, and her lips tracing them in a rapid pattern of light kisses made his heart race. However, none of those things, no matter how incredible they were, was as memorable as what followed. —Yor!—whispered Loid as she took his testicles into her mouth. She froze and he realized that maybe she didn't know... He interpreted his whistle as if his small idea hadn't been good. Since that wasn't even close to the truth, he gave him a pat on the head and ran his fingers through his hair. He didn't trust that his words would be able to clarify anything at that moment, because the power of speech seemed to be failing him due to the surprises Yor and his mouth kept giving him.
It seemed that was enough for her to understand the message, because she relaxed and continued sucking his balls, looking at him fixedly while doing so. Loid couldn't even imagine what expression would be on his face in that moment, but if he could show what it felt like having Yor suck his balls properly, she would earn respect from all the women in that office once he told this story to them. He breathed deeply when she pulled her mouth away from him and smiled from ear to ear. That face was even more beautiful! he said, sounding incredibly satisfied and self-satisfied with herself. She had every right to feel that way and he hoped she could show the same confidence when describing this incident to his coworkers. I'm glad it worked! - No doubt it did - Loid said, nodding his head - I'd say you have more than enough to dispel any suspicion your coworkers may have about our married life. You can put on your clothes without problems. Unexpectedly, Yor made a pout. But what if they want to know about our real sexual life? she asked. You know, sex, sex. What he meant was quite obvious by itself, but he also offered a visual example by using his thumb and index finger to form a hole through which he introduced the index finger of his other hand. We should do that too, just to be really, really sure I can answer any question they ask me. - Hmm - murmured Twilight - Well, if you feel so determined to continue, I suppose there's nothing wrong with it. The more details you have to complete your story, the safer our convenience marriage will be. - It was true. All this was for Operation Strix. Twilight would do whatever it took to protect Operation Strix. - Mmm, details! - said Yor, laughing again as she stood up. She put her hand on her back to unbutton herself bra, and Twilight wiped his lip to make sure no slobber had escaped. No; that wasn't Twilight. It was Loid Forger who stayed looking at Yor's big bare breasts, feeling his penis contract in response. And when she pulled down her black matching underwear for legs to stand there, the moan of excitement that escaped from Loid Forger's lips without anyone asking came from Loid Forger, not Twilight. Twilight had a job to do and world peace to protect, and everything he did was done in the name of that objective. The agent Twilight didn't let any feeling, sensation, or desire influence him in any way. But Loid Forger had his own role to play, and even though his marriage itself was a ruse for the mission, feeling genuine excitement when Yor got into bed and sat astride his lap was within the expectations of the mission. Loid had lived with Yor for quite some time and it was reasonable to believe that a certain level of affection would have developed during that time, even if the marriage was fake. He needed to experience this truly if he wanted to convince his colleagues that his marriage was legitimate, and being able to tell them all about his deep moan while rotating his hips and rubbing his buttocks against his erection would only help. Inside his head, Twilight tried to insist that it was just him, or rather Loid, doing what had to be done. But when Yor leaned forward to hold him firm between her legs and moved her hips until he took the tip inside her, Twilight's inner voice grew weaker. When he had participated in fake romantic acts or physical intimacy for the sake of the mission in the past, he never had any trouble separating performance from duty. But now, when Yor's hips slid down and she he taken it a bit deeper, he struggled to do it for the first time. —Oh! —jadeed Yor, moving and getting comfortable—. It feels good! You feel good in me, Loid! —Good —said, trying to keep his voice calm—. Yes, good. Good, even if I couldn't begin to describe how it felt having Yor move on him like that. Loid, Twilight, or whoever, had never felt anything like this before. No woman he'd slept with had been so tight or felt so good, but it wasn't just about that. The smile on Yor's face as she rocked her hips forward and backward over him had just as much to do with his current situation as the physical pleasure of the act itself. Whether he liked it or not, Loid Forger had become close to his wife, and sharing this intimate moment with her didn't require any fake pleasure from his part. —I never thought sex would be so fun! —said Yor, laughing—. We should have done it months ago! There were a multitude of reasons why they hadn't, but Loid couldn't think about them in that moment. Even if he could have remembered them, he doubted he'd be able to put them into words. Rarely, or never, had he felt less in control during a mission than he did in that moment. The Operation Strix, world peace, Donovan Desmond, and the need for Yor to have her own experiences to share next time the office gossip took a lascivious turn, all seemed completely irrelevant in that moment when the Forgers were having sex for the first time in their marriage. Twilight ceased to exist, at least temporarily, and Loid Forger took the reins. He took the reins in a metaphorical sense, at least. It was Yor who was directing the sex itself, shedding her habitual awkwardness at the mere thought of physical intimacy and rocking forward and backward with bravery, rubbing against his lap With more confidence than any other woman had ever shown with Twilight despite her lack of experience. He was watching her face as closely as she was watching his, and saw how excited she was and how much she was enjoying it. Then he wrapped his arms around her neck and kissed her with force, leaving Loid breathless in her mouth before the passionate and energetic kiss. How a few drinks had turned this painfully shy woman, who blushed and panicked at a simple cheek kiss, into someone who leaned forward and backward without worries and stuck her tongue in her husband's mouth? But after using the cerebral function he still had under control to think about it for a few seconds, Loid realized that it wasn't so much that the alcohol had changed her. Simply she overcame her fears and insecurities and brought out her desires. Yor had always wanted to explore the physical side of marriage with him, or at least had wanted to for some time before her embarrassing afternoon at work. If Twilight were still in charge, he would have noticed calmly that his growing commitment to his marriage would only strengthen how they saw each other from the outside. But it was Loid who wrapped his arms around his wife's waist while she leaned on his lap, and Loid who did everything possible to return her kiss and respond to her passion. He also let out another gasp when Yor suddenly pushed him down, so that he ended up lying on his back on the bed instead of sitting on the edge. She looked at him, astonished. Yor had demonstrated a surprising amount of force sometimes, given her rather mundane work, but no woman had ever pushed him like that. She would have been the last one he expected to do it, but surprises seemed to keep coming that night. 'Moving forward and backward was fun', she said as she changed positions Moving forward and sitting up straight on him. Sharon was right that getting on top was a good way to keep things fresh and exciting in bed. Loid was alert enough to notice they didn't have patterns or previous experiences and therefore nothing to keep fresh in that sense, but remained silent. Letting Yor do what she wanted had worked incredibly well so far, and he saw no reason to interrupt her now.
—But I wonder how he'll feel if I try to go up and down like this, he said. Barely had he spoken those words when he started testing his last thought, moving his body up and down while introducing his length into her. Neither of them took long to discover that this idea was just as good as the others. For Loid, feeling Yor bouncing on him produced a sensation of pleasure even more pronounced than the one he had felt while she was bobbing forward and backward. And since that had been the most pleasurable sexual experience he'd had until then, Loid stayed amazed at how well he felt every time Yor bent down and took him deeply into her body. Those drops also arrived quickly because once he had an idea of how it felt, Yor moved his body even faster and stronger. She pushed herself down with sufficient speed to make her buttocks hit his legs again and again, and she groaned happily at the sensation of taking him completely inside her. Loid felt the same thing. He gasped, groaned, and leaned on his hips without holding back, not wanting to do anything that could confuse or distract her. The sensation of her rapid rebounds was the main cause of his groans, but seeing her breasts bounce along with her wasn't far behind. Although her breasts were precious, Loid's eyes rarely returned to them once he looked at them and saw her expression. He had seen many expressions on Yor's face since they agreed on this convenient relationship, but never had he seen so much pleasure and excitement in her, or anyone else, for that matter. Her eyes were very open and bright, her cheeks were flushed, and she looked at him with a dazzling smile. Never had he seen her sexier or more beautiful, and Loid never felt such desire for any woman in any role he'd taken on. He had agreed to this thinking it would be a necessary exercise to maintain his facade, but the excitement of having his wife jumping up and down on top of him was the only thing Loid thought about now. Although he wasn't thinking about it, he gave her another powerful detail to include in her memory of their first time together as husband and wife. He would have to omit the fact that it was their first time, of course, but while doing so, the way he groaned, grabbed her ass, and held her against him as she rode him until the end would shut up his coworkers once and for all. Yor screamed with pleasure at the same time, and if he could have thought about something more beyond this bed, he would have been even more grateful that Franky was watching over Anya and giving them some privacy tonight. However, Loid wasn't thinking about that at all, because any trace of intelligent and distant Agent Twilight was currently absent. Yor screaming and pressing herself against him as she reached her orgasm was the only thing that mattered to him, at least until she let herself fall onto him. Her breasts flattened against his chest, but Loid only thought about her lips coming closer to his. This time, when she kissed him, he was ready to return the kiss immediately. His arms wrapped around her back and hugged her against his body with force, embracing her with genuine passion that no one else had received from Twilight in any of the missions they had been on or any of the personalities she had adopted. Never before had Twilight sunk so deeply into his personality, to the point where it was difficult for him to distinguish between Twilight and Loid Forger. Probably he should have found it unsettling, but the truth was that he didn't have a single worry in the world tonight. He held his wife in his arms and fell asleep while still inside her, with a relaxed smile on his face. -- —And what about you, Yor? —asked Camilla, smiling at him—. Have you had anything interesting with your husband in the last few weeks? Or is your marriage still as boring as always? —Yes, I'm sorry about that— said Yor, laughing easily. Camilla's smile faded when she didn't get the embarrassed reaction she was obviously expecting—. You surprised me, and I never spoke to anyone before about what Loid and I do in our bedroom. I wasn't sure if he would feel comfortable if I talked about our married life with someone. But he assured me he had no problem with it, so I'll be happy to make up for disappointing you last time. —Then let's hear it— said Sharon, leaning forward with enthusiasm. It seemed like Camilla had tasted something bitter and Millie was just doubting. —You're right, Camilla— said Yor, smiling pleasantly at the woman who had annoyed her more than anyone else in the office—. Using your mouth on your man is an excellent way to make him happy. —Yes, of course— said Camilla, laughing a little uncomfortably—. At least if you're good at it. —And are you good at it, Yor?— asked Millie. —Loid likes when I take him in my mouth, yes— said Yor proudly—. But he likes even more when I suck his testicles! Oh, the expression on his face when I do that for him! The other three women looked at her with different degrees of surprise, envy, and respect, and since they didn't ask anything else, she decided to continue the conversation herself. And you were also right, Sharon, she said, looking at the woman with glasses who was beside her. Getting on top is very fun. But I discover that bouncing up and down works even better than balancing forward and backward. It feels so good taking him all the way in, and I know he loves seeing my chest bounce when I go really fast! At least she had had one occasion where they did it. She hoped it would look and sound just as— Excited if she would be sharing the bed with her husband again. And she was still trying to gather the courage to tell him that she wanted to do it again, and maybe even keep doing it. Maybe she needed to drink a little wine before attempting it. It had worked quite well last time, didn't it? —Oh, Yor— said Millie, smiling at her—. I didn't know you had it in you! Sharon nodded her head in agreement, and even Camilla nodded reluctantly in respect. Yor laughed and shrugged her shoulders. She was spared from having to say something when her boss looked at her, and that was probably for the best. Honestly, it was embarrassing to talk about what she and Loid had done, and she could feel the blush on her cheeks. But at the same time, it was exciting to think about that night, how she felt and how Loid looked at her. Her marriage might be fake, but she was sure that the attraction and pleasure were real. Talking about it with her coworkers made her feelings swirl again and Yor felt her determination to go for more increasing. Just thinking about how Loid looked at her, hugged and kissed her gave her confidence. Maybe she didn't need wine after all.
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