Divine Milking System

I walked to her, each step slow and careful like I was approaching a wild animal that might bolt. Aurora watched me with those green eyes that saw too much, lips slightly parted, chest rising and falling with her breath.

"What are you waiting for?" she asked, voice low and impatient.

"Taking my time."

"Well, take it faster."

When I reached her, I didn’t immediately touch her. I stood between her knees, looking down at her upturned face. The city lights from the false windows painted her skin gold and blue.

"Last chance to back out," I said.

"Are you trying to talk me out of this?"

"Making sure you want it."

She reached up, grabbed my shirt collar, and pulled me down to her level. "I want it. I want you."

I kissed her then, finally closing that last bit of distance.

Her lips tasted like sugar and cherries, impossibly sweet. The flavor exploded across my tongue, intense enough to make me dizzy. I pulled back for a second, staring at her in surprise.

"Holy shit," I whispered.

Aurora grinned, something wicked gleaming in her eyes. "Sensory Hijack. Taste manipulation. I can make anything taste like anything else."

"That’s... fuck."

"That’s just the beginning. Kiss me again."

I did. This time the sweetness changed, became darker, richer, like the best chocolate I’d ever tasted mixed with something spicy I couldn’t identify. The flavor kept shifting, each second bringing something new. It was addicting. I couldn’t pull away.

Her hands slid under my shirt again, nails scratching lightly against my skin. I groaned into her mouth. She laughed, the sound vibrating between us.

"You like that?" she whispered against my lips.

"You know I do."

"Good."

In one swift motion, she grabbed my shoulders and twisted, using her weight to flip our positions. Suddenly I was sitting on the bed and she was straddling my lap, her weight settling on my thighs. The move was so smooth, so confident, that I could only stare up at her in surprise.

"I like to be on top," she said simply.

She took my hands and placed them on her ass, pressing my palms against the lace-covered curves. "Touch me."

I squeezed, feeling the firm muscle underneath soft skin. She rolled her hips forward, grinding down against my growing hardness. The friction sent sparks up my spine.

"Fuck," I hissed.

"That’s the idea."

She kissed me again, deeper this time, her tongue sliding against mine. The taste kept changing—caramel, cinnamon, something tropical and exotic. It was disorienting in the best way possible.

Not one to be outdone, I activated Euphoric Feedback, pushing it directly to level eight. Her entire body jerked in surprise as the sensation hit her.

"What—" she gasped, breaking the kiss. "What was that?"

"My turn," I said.

I kept the ability running while kneading her ass, fingers digging into the soft flesh. She moaned, a high keening sound that she tried to muffle by pressing her mouth against my neck.

"Too much?" I asked.

"No," she panted. "Not enough."

She was grinding against me now, movements becoming less controlled, more desperate. Her hands clawed at my back under my shirt, nails leaving trails of fire across my skin.

"Take this off," she demanded, tugging at the fabric.

I released her just long enough to pull the shirt over my head and toss it aside. Her eyes raked over my chest. I was still carrying extra weight, but after a week of Misato’s training and the essence boost, my body had started changing. There was definition beginning to show beneath the softness.

"Not bad," she said, running her hands over my chest. "Getting there."

"Thanks for the performance review."

She pinched my nipple, hard enough to make me wince. "Don’t get sassy with me."

"Yes, ma’am."

Aurora leaned down, her breath hot against my ear. "You want to know what else I can do with Sensory Hijack?"

"Show me."

She placed her hand on the back of my neck, her touch light but deliberate. Suddenly, it felt like her fingers were everywhere—trailing down my spine, stroking my inner thighs, wrapped around my cock. I gasped, my hips bucking up involuntarily.

"Holy fuck."

"Touch illusion," she said smugly. "I can make you feel anything, anywhere."

My brain was struggling to process what was happening. It felt like multiple hands touching me simultaneously, even though she was only touching my neck. The phantom sensations were indistinguishable from real contact.

"That’s cheating," I managed to say.

"It’s strategy." She shifted her hand slightly, and the phantom touch focused between my legs. "Still want to play?"

In answer, I cranked Euphoric Feedback to level nine.

Aurora’s back arched, her head thrown back as pleasure crashed through her system. A sound escaped her throat—half scream, half moan—that made me grateful for the Sanctum’s privacy.

"Fuck!" she cried out. "What—how—"

"Not so smug now, huh?"

Her eyes narrowed, accepting the challenge. She placed both hands on my chest and pushed me onto my back. With quick, efficient movements, she unfastened my pants and dragged them down along with my underwear.

My cock sprang free, already hard and aching. Aurora stared at it for a moment, her lips parted slightly.

"Belle wasn’t exaggerating," she murmured.

"What?"

"Nothing." She wrapped her hand around the shaft, and I nearly came off the bed. Her touch felt like lightning—heightened, amplified, impossibly good. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Like that?" she asked, stroking slowly.

"You know exactly what you’re doing."

She smiled, catlike and self-satisfied. "I do. But I want to hear you say it."

"It feels amazing. You feel amazing."

She leaned down and took me in her mouth. The wet heat enveloped me, but what really made me lose my mind was the taste. Even though she was the one with her mouth on me, I could taste something rich and sweet, like the best dessert I’d ever had.

"How—" I started to ask, then gave up as she took me deeper.

Aurora pulled off with a pop. "I told you. Sensory Hijack. Complete control over all five senses." She licked a stripe up the underside of my cock. "Taste. Touch. Sound. Smell. Sight. I can alter any of them."

She was still wearing her underwear, the white lace now visibly damp between her legs. I reached for her, hooking my fingers in the waistband of her panties.

"Off," I said. "Now."

Aurora stood, her movements graceful despite her obvious arousal. She unhooked her bra with practiced ease, letting it fall to the floor. Her breasts were perfect—full and round with pink nipples already hard and waiting for my touch.

She slid her panties down her legs, stepping out of them one foot at a time. Now fully naked, she stood before me, backlit by the city lights. Her curves were soft and feminine, but there was strength in her body too—the lean muscle of a trained hunter.

"Like what you see?" she asked.

"Get back here."