Khalifa: Queen in the Apocalypse

Cauis smiled back, eyes filled with love, though the very active bullet screen also caught his attention.

[What are you staring at?]

[So… beautiful!]

[Now that I think about it, it’s a different house!]

[Oh my]

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"Today I had an argument with someone important to me. I wish to sing him a song. It’s called ’Being with you is a Joy’."

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[Idiots! Didn’t you hear? She said ’someone important’. Not a boyfriend! Slut!!]

[It didn’t have to be a lover, idiot!]

[That? That’s definitely a slut!]

Cauis frowned. At first it was the not-a-boyfriend comment, which really stung, but the last part just made him angry.

Khalifa was obviously unaffected though as she wordlessly played the -1 of the song.

This was not Kaize’s song, but she happened to hear the lyrics by chance. She felt it was apt for what she was trying to say.

The beginning melody was beautiful and serene, and soon the Tempo picked up and she opened her mouth to sing.

"You bring me joy

Oh, my darling, hear my song, let my melody reach your soul

You bring me joy

I know I did you wrong, my actions caused you pain

But, my love, please don’t give up on this silly me

My love, you bring me joy."

…

His heart skipped a beat when he saw her eyes were directly staring at him.

Her voice was ethereal, more so when it was laced with emotions.

Emotions directed at him.

His heart stopped and…

His frown slowly transformed into a smile.

******

"Ahhhh, professor! P-Please go inside me!"

She begged, head arched in pleasure.

At the moment, Khalifa was being given a very thorough ’bath’ by the professor.

It was so thorough that erotic squelching sounds had been reverberating across the bathroom for quite some time.

They had been in the tub for half an hour now, and all he had done was massage and lather every part of her, particularly violent on the marks, trying to remove all traces of her lovemaking with another man.

Her feet curled in pleasure as his fingers tried to clean up as much of her insides as they could, digging out her essences to wash away Jacob’s.

"Hnmmnnn…" she moaned as his warm fingers pumped in and out of her cave, with increasing speed. She gasped and mewled under his ministrations.

Soon, her leaking cave gave way to a dam of love juices, scooped by Cauis’ beautifully-carved hand.

Cauis raised his hand that had done the work and looked at the mix of water and orgasm on his fingers.

He then placed it in his mouth, tasting it thoroughly, and the sight made Khalifa leak a bit more.

"That should be enough." He said, apparently confirming all she had in her was her own essence.

Then he lifted her so she sat on the rim of his small tub, back against the cold porcelain wall.

He opened her legs, impaling her without warning.

"Ah!!"

She struggled to support herself due to the slippery surface and could only depend on Cauis for dear life.

She embraced him tightly and he closed his eyes to feel the sensations he loved, feeling as much skin rub against each other, their sexes intertwined into one.

He thrusted in and out of her, the squelching sounds of water and their essence continued to reverberate in the bathroom.

Squelch, squelch, squelch

"Hnnggg~"

"I’m cominngggg! Oh, professor~!

"Haa…ahhh!"

They came together, their liquids mixing with the water, as if part of it in the first place.

They stayed inside the tub for some time, even well after he drowned her with his seeds, just swimming in each other’s presence.

Khalifa raised her hand to his eye level, showing him the state of her fingers.

"My skin is all wrinkly now..." she mumbled, resting the back of her head on his wide chest.

As a water mage, this had never been a problem. But who told her not to be able to use magic.

Cauis chuckled and took her hand, kissing it, while the other wrapped around her flat stomach.

"Still beautiful." He said with a smile, kissing the top of her head. He then showed her his own hands.

"Besides, we’re wrinkled together." Not the type of ’wrinkled together’ that he had wished, but together nevertheless.

He carried her out of the tub and wrapped her with a towel, gently placing her on the bed and wiping her hair with extreme love and care.

This made Khalifa feel very, very, sorry for him.

She hugged him tightly. "I’m so sorry professor. This is the way I am."

He smiled sadly and kissed her. "I know. I can accept it, as long as I have a place here." He calmly told her, a palm over her heart.

Khalifa was very touched and happy and she quickly got on him and took the initiative for a frenzied kiss.

It started out sweet and tentative, as if shy, and she began exploring his mouth seductively, wrapping her soft arms around his neck.

She grinded her naked folds against his member and, lifting her buttocks up, she guided his shaft into her hole before sitting down.

Cauis watched pantingly as she rode him with enthusiasm, flexibly going up and down his length, eager to please.

He leaned down to take her bouncing breasts, sucking, while his hips met with her attacks.

Clap, clap, clap

They pumped wilder and faster, mouths unable to close as they moaned and groaned.

"Khalifa!"

"Ah, ah, professor!!"

After about a hundred thrusts, they both climaxed, their whole bodies arched in pleasure.

Cauis placed chaste kisses on her face, guiding her to rest snugly in his arms. He embraced her tightly, burying his head on her shoulder.

Khalifa did not see the sharp glint in his eyes.

How could he not mind her being with other men?

The very thought of her with other men made his blood boil, akin to his soul burning.

But only with her guilt for him, would his position in her heart solidify.