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Panther's Embrace - part 2
The tension between you and T’Challa is a live wire.
Do I want to cross this line? You’re unsure of how things will change if you act on these feelings, but the temptation proves too strong to resist.
The electricity is palpable as you lock eyes, both of you aware that there’s more than just friendship brewing between you two.
Event 1: ‘Your progress is impressive,’ T’Challa says, his touch lingering on your arm.
You feel a jolt of excitement course through your body at his touch, your skin tingling underneath his fingertips.
Your eyes meet, and there’s an unspoken understanding that you both share the same desire.
His gaze slowly dips down to your lips before returning to your eyes, and you can see the want in them.
Event 2: A teasing comment turns into a heated exchange, both of you breathless and flushed.
Your playful banter takes a sudden turn as the sexual tension reaches its boiling point.
You find yourself leaning towards him, your lips grazing against his ear as you whisper something dirty that sends shivers down his spine.
His hands reach out to grip your hips, pulling you closer until there’s no space between you two.
The heat of his body against yours ignites a fire within, and it’s all you can do to hold back the urge to kiss him right then and there.
Event 3: ‘This…attraction,’ T’Challa murmurs, ‘it is mutual.’ His admission catches you off guard, but the relief that comes from knowing your feelings are reciprocated is overwhelming.
You can hardly believe it as you stand there, staring into his eyes and seeing the desire mirrored in them.
It’s a liberating moment for both of you, and the realization that you no longer have to fight this attraction opens up a world of possibilities.
Closing: ‘Tomorrow,’ you whisper, your breath mingling with his.
The passionate kiss is inevitable; it’s the natural conclusion to the emotional and physical build-up that has been taking place between the two of you.
Your lips meet, softly at first, but the intensity soon increases as you devour each other’s mouths hungrily.
Your hands roam over one another’s bodies, feeling every curve and muscle as if you’re trying to memorize them through touch alone.
The foreplay escalates quickly – your clothes are hastily shed, leaving both of you standing in nothing but your underwear.
T’Challa’s hands slide down your back, gripping your ass firmly as he pulls you against his hardened cock.
You let out a moan at the contact, desperate for more.
His lips trail down your neck, nipping and sucking in all the right places until you can barely stand still from the pleasure coursing through you.
As T’Challa lowers himself to his knees, he gently pushes your legs apart, giving him full access to your aching center.
You watch as he gazes up at you with lust-filled eyes before slowly dragging the tip of his tongue along the seam of your underwear.
The sensation sends a jolt of electricity straight to your core, and you can’t help but moan loudly in response.
Taking this as encouragement, T’Challa slips your panties down, revealing your wet folds to his waiting mouth.
He teases the swollen bud of your clit with gentle flicks of his tongue before plunging his fingers inside you, curling them in search of that sweet spot deep within.
You arch your back and cry out, lost in a haze of pleasure as he expertly brings you closer to the edge of release.
Just as you’re about to reach the peak, T’Challa pulls away, leaving you breathless and aching for more.
With an unreadable expression on his face, he looks down at your wet, trembling body before uttering a single word: “Tomorrow.” The promise of another day filled with passion and desire is enough to leave you both wanting more as you reluctantly part ways for the night.
You can’t deny the passion brewing between you and T’Challa any longer.
What are we doing? The thought crosses your mind as you stand before him, panting heavily from your intense sparring session.
Slowly, you realize that the heat radiating from his body isn’t just a result of exertion; it’s desire.
Your fear and excitement meld together in an intoxicating mix, making you feel as though you’re teetering on the edge of a precipice.
You want to jump, but at the same time, you know that once you do, there’ll be no turning back.
Despite your misgivings, the temptation is too strong to resist.
A heated sparring session turns into a passionate embrace, clothes discarded in haste.
Your hands explore every inch of his bare skin, savoring the feel of hard muscle beneath your fingers.
T’Challa groans as you trail kisses down his chest, his body shuddering with anticipation at each contact.
The sound of fabric ripping accompanies your frenzied attempts to remove one another’s clothes.
Soon, you stand before each other completely naked, vulnerable yet empowered by the desire burning in both of your eyes.
Your breath catches as you take in the sight of T’Challa’s magnificent cock, hard and throbbing with need.
Your arousal grows exponentially as he takes hold of you, his fingers digging into your hips possessively.
The hunger in his gaze is unmistakable, and it sends a jolt of electricity straight to your core.
With one swift motion, he lifts you up, pressing your back against the cool wall behind you as he thrusts his rock-hard cock between your legs, teasing your aching clit with each movement.
‘You are beautiful,’ T’Challa murmurs, his touch setting your body aflame.
His fingers slide down to your wet entrance, teasing your swollen lips and sending shivers of pleasure coursing through you.
You grip his shoulders tightly as he kisses his way down your neck, his warm breath fanning over your sensitive skin.
Your desire for him is all-consuming, a raging fire that threatens to engulf both of you if left unchecked.
As his lips close around one of your nipples, suckling gently at first before applying more pressure, you let out a strangled moan, the pleasure almost too much to bear.
You feel him smile against your skin as he makes his way down your body, leaving a trail of hot kisses in his wake.
When he reaches the apex of your thighs, he pauses, looking up at you with hooded eyes filled with hunger and desire.
You can’t speak; all you can do is nod mutely, silently begging him to continue.
T’Challa wastes no time in devouring your wet folds, his tongue flicking expertly over your clit as he explores the sensitive flesh surrounding it.
Your knees buckle under the onslaught of pleasure, but T’Challa holds you up effortlessly, his hands gripping your ass tightly as he feeds on your pussy with an intensity that leaves you breathless.
As the sensations build within you, you claw at his shoulders, desperate to maintain your hold on reality as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over you like a tidal wave.
You feel yourself nearing the edge of release, but just as you’re about to plummet over that precipice, T’Challa pulls away.
You open your eyes and meet his intense gaze, an unspoken understanding passing between you in that moment.
You share a moment of vulnerability, your bodies intertwined and hearts racing.
The connection between the two of you has deepened immeasurably since embarking on this journey together, and it shows in every touch, every glance.
‘We should rest,’ T’Challa says, his voice soft as he guides you towards the bed.
‘Tomorrow will be another day.’ You nod mutely, too overwhelmed by emotion to speak as you settle into his arms.
As sleep claims you both, your minds are filled with the promise of what tomorrow holds and the shared experiences that have brought you closer together than ever before.