Urban Plundering: I Corrupted The System!

Tessa shifted on his lap, her legs folding tighter around him, their bodies locked together with nothing between them. Her hands, delicate but eager, found the hem of his shirt. She gripped it, slowly dragging the fabric upward, her fingers grazing his skin as she undressed him. Parker lifted his arms slightly, allowing her to peel it off, revealing the sculpted expanse beneath. The soft glow of the chamber accentuated every defined muscle, the deep cuts of his abs, the powerful build that spoke of something beyond human. Tessa exhaled sharply, her fingers hesitating for just a second as she took him in. "Damn…" she murmured, voice thick with admiration, tracing her fingertips down the ridges of his stomach. Parker smirked. "You've seen me shirtless before." "Not like this, a male god is an understatement," she whispered, her hands roaming lower, mapping every line, every inch of warmth that contrasted her cool skin. "Oh, please don't compare me with loaches!" Tessa smiled. Her touch sent a slow burn through him, but he wasn't about to let her be the only one exploring. His fingers lifted, finding the delicate slope of her neck, tracing downward with a featherlight touch that made her shiver. He followed the line of her collarbones, his palms gliding down her bare form, savoring every reaction. Tessa let out a soft moan, leaning into his touch as his hands traveled lower, cupping her breasts with firm, reverent hands. "Ahh…" she gasped, arching slightly as his thumbs brushed over her nipples, teasing, rolling, sending a delicious shudder through her body. Her fingers curled against his chest, nails grazing slightly as her head tilted back, exposing her throat in surrender. Parker exhaled slowly, his other hand sliding lower, over the curve of her waist, then further down, gripping the roundness of her ass, squeezing, kneading. Tessa moaned again, louder this time, her hips shifting involuntarily. "You're sensitive," Parker murmured, his voice a low rumble against her skin. "Mmm, only with you, ahhaa~~," she admitted breathlessly, her body pressing against his, chasing every touch. His grip tightened on her, fingers tracing along the underside of her thigh, then inching inward, closer to her core. He could feel the heat radiating from her, the anticipation in every breath, every twitch of her muscles as she instinctively pressed against him. Tessa whimpered, her hands gripping his shoulders, her hips subtly rolling into his touch. "You're cruel," she whispered, breathless, her lips brushing his ear. Parker chuckled, dark and amused, his fingers teasing her just enough to make her shiver again. "Am I?" "You know you are," she moaned, her back arching, her nails digging into his skin as his touch sent another wave of pleasure through her. Her body was warm now, warmer than before, the ice of her usual coolness melting away under his touch. The way she moved, the way she moaned, the way she clung to him—it was intoxicating. And he wasn't going to stop. Not yet. Parker's grip on her ass tightened, fingers kneading the soft flesh, his palm spreading over the curve as he pulled her even closer. Tessa gasped, pressing against him, her breathing uneven as his other hand continued teasing her breasts, fingers rolling over her hardened peaks, drawing another soft moan from her lips. But it was the hand on her ass that made her tense—the way his fingers traced lower, his touch slow, unhurried, yet deliberate. His fingertips glided down between her thighs, brushing against her most sensitive spot, a teasing stroke that sent a shudder through her. "Ahh—" Tessa moaned, her hips jerking slightly, instinctively chasing his touch. Parker smirked, dragging his fingers over her again, circling her clit with agonizing slowness, watching the way her body reacted. "You're so sensitive here too," he murmured, his voice a dark whisper against her ear. "Mmmmmm…" she breathed, her fingers digging into his shoulders. He applied more pressure, rubbing gentle circles, feeling the way she trembled, how she bit her lip to keep another moan from escaping. But he wasn't going to let her hold back. "You don't have to be quiet," he teased, his fingers slipping lower, tracing along her soaked entrance before pushing one inside, slow and deep. Tessa's head fell against his shoulder, her moan vibrating against his skin as she clenched around him. "Parker—" she gasped, her body tightening, her hips shifting forward, desperate for more. He kept one hand gripping her ass, keeping her steady while his fingers worked her, sliding in and out in a teasing rhythm, his thumb circling her clit between every motion. Tessa whimpered, her breath hot against his neck, her body moving against him, chasing the sensation. "Y-you're—ahh—" Parker chuckled against her skin, his free hand still caressing her breasts, his mouth trailing heated kisses down her throat. "Tell me what you want," he murmured against her skin, his fingers pressing deeper, his touch unrelenting. Tessa's moans came faster, her body arching, nails dragging down his back as she clung to him. Her cool skin was burning now, heated, desperate. "I want—ahh—more," she moaned, breathless, her voice trembling with pleasure. Her movements grew more frantic, her hips rolling into his touch, her body tightening around his fingers. She was close, he could feel it—the way her thighs trembled, the way her breath hitched, the way she gasped his name like a plea. And he wasn't going to stop. Not until she completely unraveled in his arms. Tessa's moans broke into sharp, breathless gasps, her body trembling in his arms as his fingers worked her relentlessly. She clung to him, nails biting into his shoulders, her thighs tightening around his waist. "Parker—ahh—I'm—" Her voice hitched, her whole body tensing as the wave of pleasure crashed over her. A cry tore from her lips as she came, her back arching, her thighs trembling violently as her release spilled onto his lap. But it wasn't just heat—her magic flared in response, and her love juices carried a strange, almost crystalline shimmer, cool to the touch but melting against his skin like frost turning to morning dew. A faint mist curled where her essence met his warmth, the contrast between their bodies making the air around them tingle with energy. She shuddered in his arms, breath hitching, head falling against his shoulder as she rode out the last waves of pleasure. Parker exhaled slowly, feeling the dampness seeping into his pants, the unique chill of her ice-user nature still lingering against him. He smirked, tracing slow, lazy circles over her overstimulated core, making her whimper. "That was… different," he murmured, intrigued by the cold, slick sensation against his lap. Tessa shivered, still catching her breath, her lips parting as she turned her head slightly to meet his gaze. A satisfied, dazed smile played on her lips. "That's what happens when an ice magic user cums," she whispered, her voice weak but teasing. 'I understand the sensation!' Of course he wouldn't mention that he'd fucked an ice goddess before, that would kill the mood, right? But in this life, it was his first and with Tessa no less! Parker hummed in amusement, dragging his fingers up from her core to her stomach, watching how the remnants of her release glistened on his skin before fading like melting frost. "I like it," he muttered, pressing a slow, lingering kiss to her collarbone. Tessa let out a breathy laugh, curling her arms around his neck, her body still tingling from the aftermath. "Good… because that was just the start." Tessa nodded, her breath hitching as she pressed herself against him, fully bare, fully his. "And you're going to fuck me," she declared, her voice dripping with need.