PATH OF THE STAR HUNTER

Perhaps this was the first time that Desmond had looked at her so annoyed, being the capricious but innocent creature that she is, Kyuru only had good feelings to give in to her little fairy heart so seeing her have such an indignant expression was almost as rare as it was to see a dragon playing chess with a cat.

What else could Desmond do besides apologies? Poor Kyuru had spent the day playing with the harpy Athena keeping the flying creature entertained so she wouldn’t cause any trouble, Kyuru came back in the afternoon to find no one at home so after eating a whole jar of honey and a dozen of strawberries the adorable fairy went to sleep.

That was where Desmond’s problems began, to this day Kyuru had always slept in her special little bed in Desmond’s room unless Desmond told her beforehand that he was spending the night with Claire.

Believing Desmond hadn’t returned yet, Kyuru made a beeline for her bed opening the door to Desmond’s room with a light wave of her hand that created a brief instant projection of mana similar to a phantom hand that turned the doorknob and push the door open for her.

How could the fairy expect what she would see as soon as she opened the door? Her green eyes normally filled with boundless vitality now held a lustful haze, that beautiful perky wavy brown hair moving from side to side as her sexy hips rose and fell, colliding with her lover’s waist, sweat beading her smooth skin evoking overwhelming temptation, her beautiful full breasts rose and fell in rhythm with her hips with the perfect mix of firmness and softness; a sight that would drive any man... or faerie mad.

Even with her limited knowledge of human biology, there was no way Kyuru wouldn’t know what was happening in front of her, as even the waves of lust and pleasure emanating from the scene in bed were enough to paralyze Kyuru’s thought process; Kyuru never thought that she would enter the room to see Desmond and Claire making love.

For a brief moment, Kyuru did not know what to do, seeing the always vivacious and youthful Claire moan with pleasure with an appearance that will seduce the gods themselves was an image that she had difficulty processing, the only saving grace of the poor fairy was that due to to the position in which the couple was and due to the lack of light in the room; Kyuru didn’t really get to see the more explicit and not-so-pleasant details of the scene in front of her.

Even so, it was not Kyuru who was the first to react to the awkward situation that had originated in the room, but it was Claire who realized that someone had entered the room in a moment of clarity in which her mind no longer looked numb from the blasts of electrifying pleasure it caused her to have Desmond wreaking havoc inside her body.

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“Kyaaa.” Letting out a small gasp of surprise, Claire reacted with surprising judgment as she used her telekinesis to quickly pull one of the sheets next to her to cover her figure as she stopped the rise and fall of her hips; although due to how the sequence of events happened she was still harboring Desmond’s member inside of her.

Poor Claire never expected that her efforts to cover her body with dignity would be destroyed by Desmond who immediately reacted to her scream by getting up as he tried to push her away with both hands holding her hips, the lack of coordination between them caused neither of them to complete their actions and instead, Desmond ended up being left half up with Claire lying on the bed with his member still inside while showing her bareback.

The movement was abrupt, to say the least, and poor Claire who barely had enough space inside her to house the invader sent by her lover ended up being hit by a wave of momentary pleasure and pain that caused her to let out a deep, erotic moan as her surprised expression breaking into a satisfied expression as her lost gaze still fixed on Kyuru.

Feeling her entire being shake with her mind turning into a chaotic mess, Claire wanted to die of embarrassment for not only being seen by Kyuru while she had sex with Desmond but also having an orgasm in front of the fairy.

How would Claire know that Kyuru wasn’t much better? It was precisely at times like this that being an empath could be a double-edged sword as Claire’s overflowing emotions hit Kyuru like a torrential Tsunami causing the little fairy to experience things that were not fit for her innocent mind.

Meanwhile, it was Desmond who had the hardest time of his life trying to find a way to react to all this, he wanted to cover himself and Claire but the sheet was under her, he wanted to separate from Claire so as not to continue in this awkward position but that would only show Kyuru more than she had already seen; so with an expression that was worse than crying Desmond pleaded, “Can you come out for a minute?”

Desmond’s question snapped Kyuru out of her daze, the faerie glared at him with a mixture of anger and embarrassment before turning around and flying off at full speed, but not before using a small current of wind to close the door.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Claire came to her senses only to be consumed by shame the likes of which she had never felt before in her life.

Claire wasn’t a particularly shy girl, she was lively, very direct, and honest, a girl who wasn’t afraid to express her emotions or her affection for anyone, especially when it came to expressing her love for Desmond.

In the first place, the reason she avoided being too intimate with Desmond in the common areas of the house was not entirely due to her shyness but rather not wanting to cause awkward moments between her and Sasha.

But it was one thing not to feel shy about being seen making out with Desmond or being kissed by him and it was another thing entirely for someone to see her having sex with Desmond, not only had Kyuru seen her naked but she had also seen her in her most vulnerable spot as she let pleasure and lust fill her mind and senses; she even had an orgasm in front of Kyuru... She wanted to die of shame.

At the end of the day, Claire was a normal girl with normal emotions, restrictions, and thoughts mostly normal, so it was perfectly reasonable that she didn’t want to be seen while she made love with her partner.

Desmond on the other hand although he felt incredibly uncomfortable, it was due to his inhibitions and his unorthodox way of thinking that the event didn’t affect him that much, perhaps at the moment with Kyuru in front of him, Desmond felt very embarrassed but now that she was Had he gone Desmond wasn’t particularly affected by the little accident and just blamed himself for not locking the door.

“I want to die... how am I supposed to look her in the eye after this.” Burying her sweaty face into the pillow before wrapping herself in the sheets like a little caterpillar, Claire couldn’t help but cry out in embarrassment with tears in her eyes.

Not wanting to see her suffer from such an incident, Desmond simply walked over to her and kissed her forehead lovingly before telling her that he would go talk to Kyuru.

Seeing Claire silently nod, Desmond smiled bitterly thinking how he didn’t even get a chance to finish before Kyuru interrupted them, even with the little scare he’d just had, Desmond was still rock hard and eager to continue ravaging Claire′s interior before he released his seed inside her but he knew there were more important things right now than satisfying his lust.

Gathering a small sphere of water with just a wave of his left hand, Desmond had to admit that it wasn’t until he returned to earth that he realized how much the lack of ambient mana restricted him when he was on the sovereign martial world.

Desmond used that sphere of water to quickly wash over his body at the same time that he tried to use calming waves of water mana to dispel the lust that kept pumping through his veins; something that proved quite effective to his surprise.

Dressing quickly in a set of dark silver leaf patterned robes that were somewhat form-fitting, comfortable, elegant, and made of rare materials, Desmond had grown fond of this style of clothing.

Not wanting to waste time, Desmond extended his senses as soon as he left the room immediately noticing the faint trail of wind mana left behind by Kyuru as she flew away at full speed.

Following the trail, Desmond met the fairy in the kitchen, to be honest Desmond had no idea how to feel about the fairy’s situation at the moment.

Her bright purple eyes looked pitiful with little tears falling from them as the fairy continued eating strawberries mechanically with her cute little face blushing to the extreme.

Even at a time like this, Kyuru was still a glutton, although she didn’t seem like she was enjoying her beloved strawberries, and instead, it seemed like she was just eating as a defense mechanism; Fairies certainly have all sorts of strange habits, Desmond thought, of course, he didn’t dare say that out loud.

Not wanting to spread the awkwardness and knowing a bit about the fairy’s personality, Desmond tried to talk to her only to be reprimanded by Kyuru who in a fit of rage scolded him to death forcing him to apologize with his tail between his legs, before Desmond didn’t have felt so uncomfortable about the whole thing but the same couldn’t be said when he was scolded by Kyuru a girl he owed a lot too.

Unable to find a way to defend himself, Desmond resorted to an old tactic that always used to work with this gluttonous fairy... bribery. Unashamedly Desmond pulled out one of the few valuable items he managed to bring back from the martial sovereign world; a jar of tyrant wasp honey.

As soon as Kyuru’s eyes fell on the pristine-looking, intensely colored honey jar, it was as if all her complaints were swallowed up by oblivion, leaving only that honey jar in front of her as the only thing worthy of her attention, with drool dripping from mouth Kyuru only waited for a microsecond before shooting out at a speed that would put light itself to shame.