A Moment Before Departure :

A Moment Before Departure


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"Huh? You're leaving now?"

"I'm sorry... I just got told about a sudden business trip..."

Emma, who was assigned a sudden job, apologizes to me with tears in her eyes.

We had been missing each other due to work, and it had been a month since we last met.

We were supposed to spend a relaxing evening together tonight...

"I'm really sorry..."

She apologizes with a sad expression over and over, so I gently smile and respond.

"Don't worry about it. If it's work, it can't be helped."

There were times when I made Emma feel lonely because of my work.

At that time, Emma also kindly told me, "Don't worry about it."

I want to be a generous man who can afford to be understanding.

"Instead, when you come back, let's go on a relaxing trip."

"...Yeah, thank you."

"What time are you leaving?"

"In about an hour, I think."

Emma responds in a small voice while looking down slightly.

"Then we can still be together for a little while longer."

I desperately smile at her to make sure she doesn't feel bad.

"Jake... I have one request..."

Emma raises her face and looks straight into my eyes with her big eyes.

"A request? What's wrong? You can ask me anything."

"Before I leave... you know, I want you to hold me..."

"Huh?"

I was just surprised by Emma's bold statement, which I couldn't imagine from her usual self.

Emma's cheeks are also turning bright red.

"Are you trying to be considerate of me? You're leaving soon, and it might be tiring for you."

I bring my hand to Emma's cheek and give her a kiss that only touches her lips.

In truth, I also want to hold Emma.

Right now, if possible.

But when I think about the possibility of it affecting her work, the little bit of reason I have left stops me.

"I want to do it now... That way, I can work harder, please..."

To convey something so bold, she must have mustered up a lot of courage despite feeling embarrassed.

"...Okay, I understand."

I whispered into Emma's ear, which had turned bright red.

The desire I had once suppressed with reason reignited in my heart.

"Mmm..."

I gently embraced Emma and kissed her softly, caressing her breasts over her clothes.

"Ah... ahh..."

Emma's face, as she is being caressed, is irresistibly cute, and I can't help but react myself.

"You're cute. I love you."

As I undress her, her white chest wrapped in pale-colored underwear is revealed.

As I roll the pink adornment with my tongue and occasionally give it a gentle bite, it gradually becomes hard and prominent.

"Ahhh... mmm..."

I trail my lips along her neck and around her chest, sucking and leaving red marks on her beautiful body.

It's a sign of my possessiveness, that Emma is mine.

"Mmm... ahh... ahh..."

"Feel even better."

As I lift her skirt, I caress her thighs with my palm and gently touch her secret place through the fabric.

It was already overflowing with nectar, ready to accept me.

"You're already so wet."

"Because... I want you, Jake..."

I move her underwear aside and touch her nectar-filled secret place directly.

"Ahhh... mmm..."

Emma lets out sweet moans.

"If it feels good, make more noise."

I love her seductive expressions and sweet voice when she feels the caress.

As I gently rub the small bud with my fingertip, Emma's body trembles slightly.

"Hyah... ahh! No..."

With my free hand, I touch her chest and continue to caress her, rolling the adornment with my tongue again.

"Ah, ahh!"

"You want it so much that you're this wet?"

As I play with the adornment on her chest, I insert my finger into her nectar-filled place and stir inside.

It was so wet that it easily swallowed my finger to the base.

"Hyah, ahhh... no... ahh..."

With obscene water sounds and sweet voices, a large amount of nectar gushes out from her secret place, creating a big stain on the sheets.

"No... ah, ahhh...!"

Emma clings to my body, trembling.

Reaching my limit, I quickly take out my hardened member from my pants and press the tip against Emma's nectar-filled place.

"I'm going in."

I whisper with a smile and thrust into Emma's inside.

"Ahh... mmm... ahhh...!"

As I sink my hips to the base, she looks at me with a face distorted by pleasure.

It's so irresistibly adorable.
I want her to feel me more, to the point of going crazy.

I thrust deeply into Emma's innermost part.

"I'm moving, okay?"

Without waiting for her response, I start the rhythm.

With squelching sounds, she tightens around my member.

"Ahh...! Ah, ahh... no...!"

"You don't hate it, do you? Even though you're tightening around me like this..."

As I rock my hips vigorously, I whisper sweetly in her ear.

"That's not... ahh... ahh... Jake!"

Emma, calling my name with a flushed, desperate expression, is so adorable and irresistible.

As I gently kiss her, I quicken the rhythm.

"Ahh...! Mmm... ahh... ah!"

Her ample breasts bounce in time with my movements.

"I love you."

"No... ahh! I can't... ahhh... mmm...!"

As she is overwhelmed by waves of pleasure, she clings tightly to my body.

"I love you, Emma. I love you, Emma—..."

In truth, I don't want to part. I want to be with you forever.

To fill the loneliness of the time we won't be able to meet, I call her name and move passionately within the limited time we have.

"Mmm... ah, ahh... Jake... I love you... I love you so much... mmm... ah..."

"I love you too."

"Ahh... no... ah, ahh... ahhh... I'm going to... ahhhhhhh—"

As if it were the last spurt, I thrust my hips, and Emma's small body trembles and reaches its peak, while her nectar walls convulse and cling tightly to my member, not wanting to let go.

"Mmm—"

Overwhelmed by a dizzying pleasure and the urge to release, I also release my white love deep inside Emma.

The sound of our ragged breathing echoes in the room.

As I slowly withdraw from her inside, a milky liquid mixed with Emma's nectar and my essence oozes out.

"Sorry. I couldn't hold back."

I apologize to Emma, who leans her head against my arm and snuggles up to me, exhausted.

"It's okay. I asked you to hold me."

Emma gives me a gentle kiss, looking a little embarrassed.

"Do your best. I'll be waiting."

Even though we finally met, the days of missing each other will start again...

Even in the time we can't meet, I'll always think of you.

Fin.



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