EIN

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SIZE: MINI
COLOR: Mirage

EIN

Area: The nameless woodland between the Brooke Grasslands and the Seven-Star Bamboo Forest.

The morning mist blankets the Brooke Grasslands like milk. The mood is tranquil, river streams murmur, birds are chirping their morning songs. Everything is calm, except for your breathing.

“Lost your way?” A soft, teasing voice whispers from behind you. You turn around in panic to see where the voice came from.

A silhouette steps out from the light to reveal... Ein! His body is lean and supple. His skin, pale and iridescent like nacre, glistens faintly in the misty dawn. His lavender hair tumbles past his bare shoulders, glinting with dew. Every movement he makes is fluid and elegant. His horn glows faintly like a shard of moonlight, and it’s aimed directly at you. 

“You’re not really lost, are you? I know that you came here for me.”

The voice brushes your mind like a feather and, before you can react, he’s already so close. His long fingers trail down your chest, slow and delicate. You shiver at his touch. Ein just smiles.

“Relax, don’t squirm. Aren’t you here for this?”

Before you can answer, Ein is already kneeling between your thighs. His knees part yours gently, and his tail coils lightly around your calf. You can smell him; fresh grass, sweet peach, and something warm.

He kisses your stomach, slowly working his way downwards. His lashes caress your skin. His horn, so close now.

“This is a blessing,” he murmurs, as the tip of his horn grazes your most sensitive parts. An electric surge of pleasure shoots up your spine.

ZZzzzrrkkkk!

You gasp, clutching at his shoulders. Ein giggles, kisses your lips, and whispers slowly “We’re just getting started…”

Ein climbs on top of you. You can feel his hole twitching as he slides down onto you; warm, wet, and unbelievably tight. He moans and trembles but refuses to let go of you. His soft breath quickens as you stretch him open.

“Ahhh-.. hahh… ngh!”

The grass ripples with your motion. The once quiet atmosphere is now filled by the sound of moans, the wet thrusts, and clapping of your skin. His horn glows brighter, now decorated with a sheen of arousal, glistening like it too shares the pleasure. It’s as if every movement, every pulse, and every whimper is being etched into a constellation that only Ein can see.