CHAPTER 295: 295. DO YOU HAVE BALLS?

One moment, Cammy was on the bustling streets of Eldoria, and the next, she was in a completely empty yet breathtaking kingdom, etched with marble-tiled floors and elegant buildings. But before she could even take in her surroundings, Adrian shoved her against the wall of a building and leaned into her, pressing his lips onto hers in a sensual kiss. At first, he had no clue what he was doing, but soon he found a rhythm with her. The kiss was sloppy and messy, proof they were both amateurs, but it made their blood rush and their hearts pound in perfect sync.

In this realm, Adrian had a room granted to him by Asher, since he was his right-hand man. He pulled Cammy inside and shut the door. The room was simple but clean, with neat furniture and a tidy bed. Without thinking, he tossed her onto it.

Cammy gulped hard. I-is this it? Are we really going to do it? she asked herself, heart hammering.

Oh gods, now what!? I got so worked up I dragged this bitch into my room, but I don’t know what to do! Adrian panicked inwardly, his thoughts a mess. Am I... losing my virginity today? But how? Should I just ask her to let me have sex with her? Or do I... take off her clothes and just fuck her without asking for consent?

His forehead beaded with sweat as his body froze. He just stared at her.

Cammy’s cheeks reddened even further. "You idiot! What are you staring at...?" she muttered, her voice cracking as she averted her gaze.

"Urgh—I’m sorry!" Adrian blurted, tearing his eyes away and sitting down on the bed. "I don’t know what came over me. If you’re not... comfortable, I’ll take you back." His voice was softer now, almost ashamed.

"What makes you think I’m not comfortable?" she shot back.

His eyes widened. "You are?"

"No!!"

He sighed, shoulders slumping. "Your voice was trembling... I thought I made you uneasy."

Cammy growled. "You really are clueless, huh? That’s why you’re single! No girl in her right mind would want you—you coward!"

His frown deepened as he raised his head. "That’s rich, coming from someone who hides behind Lorraine all the time. I’ve never seen you with a guy. You’re just as single as I am!"

She scoffed. "But at least I’m not as clueless and hopeless as you! Do you even have balls?"

"I have them, thank you very much!" he snapped.

Cammy leaned closer with a sharp grin, her fang glinting. "Is that so? ... Then prove it."

Adrian gulped, stammering. "P-prove what?"

"Coward," she teased, her grin widening. "Look at you! Red as a tomato and stuttering like a fool." She sighed dramatically and flopped back on the bed.

"I’m not a coward—urgh!" Adrian finally snapped. She wanted to rile him up, and she was succeeding. Even as a virgin, he wasn’t stupid enough not to realize that. He climbed over her, hands trembling as he grabbed the hem of her top. Eyes shut tight, he pulled it up, bracing for a slap.

But Cammy only chuckled. "Is that... the best you’ve got?"

He cracked one eye open, and his jaw nearly hit the floor. She was in a bra, but seeing her breasts this close, pressing against the fabric, nearly made his head explode. His cock strained hard against his trousers.

"You’re staring," she teased.

"You’re imagining things," he said flatly, cheeks burning.

"Do l look... sexy?"

"No!" he responded flatly.

"Come on, don’t be shy. Admit it!" Cammy grinned, but his cheeks had already gone bright pink.

Rolling her eyes, she decided to take over. She pushed him back onto the bed and climbed on top of him, now shirtless save for her khaki shorts, panties, and bra. Reaching behind her back, she unclasped it, teasingly holding it in place. The tiny scrap of fabric was the only thing keeping him from paradise.

Adrian looked up at her, practically drooling. Finally, she put the poor virgin out of his misery, tossing the bra aside and letting her bare breasts spill free. She was still young and growing, but her breasts were already full D-cups with dark areolas, and pert nipples, curved beautifully like ripe melons. Adrian’s eyes locked onto them like a starving man.

"Like what you see?" Cammy asked smugly.

"I... uh—"

Before he could embarrass himself further, she grabbed his trembling hands and pressed them to her breasts. His thumbs circled her hard nipples while his hands eagerly kneaded her soft flesh, exploring every inch of the first breasts he’d ever touched.

Cammy bit her lip, a shiver running through her. Sensitive as hell, she leaned down and kissed him again, moaning softly against his lips while his hands squeezed her.

Finally, he let her tits press against his chest and slid his hands lower, caressing her ass. She ground her pelvis against his crotch, and he knew she could feel his erection rubbing against her pussy, but she didn’t stop.

I’m a man of culture, Adrian told himself proudly. I’ve read sex comics, stories, and watched plenty of porn. I can do this. I’m not clueless!

Fueled with shaky courage, he tugged at the waistband of her shorts, slowly peeling them down, pausing every so often, half-expecting her to tell him to stop. But she didn’t, she kept kissing him, practically guiding him. She even adjusted herself so he could pull them off easily.

Finally, she kicked the shorts off her legs and lay beside him, her panties the last barrier left. The musky scent of her arousal filled the air.

Adrian’s hand trembled as he slid up her thighs, avoiding her gaze, until his fingers brushed against the soaked fabric of her panties. His fingertips came away slick and wet with her love juices.

He gulped hard. She was drenched.

Now what?

He froze again, his "man of culture" confidence crumbling until Cammy’s snicker broke the silence.

"Is that it? Still trembling? Gods, are you really a man?"

Adrian scowled, pushing her panties aside. The second he got his first clear look at her wet, glistening pussy, his spirit nearly left his body.

TBC