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A knock from her door startled her. Emily slowly walked up to it and opened it to be greeted by a rather tall elegant looking man. He wore a mask but she noticed how he averted his eyes for a moment before speaking up. "Miss Dyer..? I request your service, if y-you aren't o-occupied." he tried his best to sound professional but still ended up stuttering on his last few words. She smiled warmly and shook her head. "Mr Carl, please, you don't have to be so tight around me.." her soothing voice made him relax as she opened the door further and let him in. He was carrying that huge suitcase with his tools as always. Emily slowly closed the door behind him and noticed Aesop peeking around her room curiously for a moment before turning around to face her awkwardly and clearing his throat. "I'm sorry for the inconvenience... I just need some assistance.." he spoke in a hushed tone and saw her motion him to sit down on a nearby chair near her desk. "You just came back from a game, didn't you?" she asked while he carefully sat down but immediately winced as his back touched the chair. She walked towards him in a hurry, her nightgown swaying slightly and it caught Aesop's attention but he nodded in reply to her question. "W-We almost didn't get out.." she looked through her things and sighed loudly as he explained.
"It's so dangerous... You could seriously get hurt.. Everyone could." she said sternly and he nodded in defeat. "We have no choice do we...?" he looked at her and their eyes met, Emily noticed he looked exhausted. Like he had ran a mile.. and he did. Just to survive and beat the game. Her thoughts suddenly filled with dread and doom but she shook her head quickly. "At least you're okay.. I'll patch you up. Would you please take off your shirt now..?" she tried her best to not startle him with her request but his cheeks still went crimson at the suggestion but he had no other alternative. He began taking off his gloves and she noticed how bruised his hands were too. He carefully reached for his vest and began to unbutton it, Emily helped him by peeling off the garment. His under long sleeved shirt was also slowly removed and put aside by Emily. She folded them neatly as Aesop sat there trying not to wince and make noise as the cold air hit the giant bruise on his back and the few he had on his arms. She grabbed her clean cloths and dipped them in clean water to begin patting on the bloodied up area and felt as he flinched and covered his mouth with a free hand while the other gripped the edge of the chair. He had a low pain tolerance it seemed, she thought as she tended to his wounds, stitching him up and closing open cuts, her eyes growing soft at the sight of his vulnerable state.
She put ointment on the bruises and bandaged his chest, covering his torso and then moved to bandage his bruised hands. She slowly grabbed one at a time and worked through them, wrapping them in clean cloths after disinfecting the area. Aesop watched Emily carefully, his mask hid half his face but his eyes held a fascinated look on them. She could tell he was often impressed by her, he did work with dead people, a total opposite to her. "How do you feel now...?" she asked softly rubbing his bandaged covered knuckles with her soft looking fingers. He smiled gently behind the mask and she sensed he was relieved. "I'm much better now.. Thank you Miss Dyer.." he was back to being formal and she grew curious, Emily slowly reached up to his face and saw him flinch, her motions stopped for a bit but he calmed down slowly. Her hand grabbed the string of his mask and pulled, revealing a small bruise on his bottom lip and how the corners of his mouth were stitched. "S-Sorry.." he murmured. "My face is unbearable to look at... like this.." his voice trailed off as Emily touched his face, her thumb running over his bottom lip and she couldn't control herself anymore. She pulled his face towards hers, their lips connecting in a slow innocent kiss. Aesop's eyes were wide open, stunned, as Emily pulled him up from the chair. He closed his eyes as their lips molded together and their bodies closed the gap between each other as he wrapped his arms around her small form. She suckled softly on his bottom lip causing him to wince and groan against her lips, her movements guiding them towards her bed. Her legs stumbled and they fell on top of soft sheets. She released his mouth with a whimper as he hovered over her, his heart about to bounce out of his chest.
They both breathed deeply as Emily pulled him down to another heated kiss, her hands getting into his tied up hair and releasing it, his silver hair falling loosely. "Miss.. Dyer.." Aesop said between kisses in a breathless tone and Emily felt her desires grow faster. "Aesop.. Please... Hurry..." his lips trembled as she spoke and her cheeks burned, he noticed after staring into her eyes what she was asking of him and began to lift her nightgown. His erection growing in size at the sight of her innocent looking white underwear. He halted his movements for a second, admiring her body in display and he immediately heard Emily murmur something he couldn't quite hear. She sat up slowly and made him be the one now on the bed, his bruised bandaged back touching the sheets carefully. She wanted him to enjoy himself, not hurt more. She began to unbuckle his belt and unbutton his pants, sliding them off and leaving him with just his undergarments. She sat on top of him and Aesop met her in an embrace, holding her close. "E-Emily.." he finally whispered her name and that made her smile gently, her hands reaching to pull her underwear to the side. His head spun out of control but he hesitantly took out his erection and began to rub it against her, feeling how soaked she really was. She moaned and he could've sworn he was going to lose his mind at the sound. "S..Slowly-y..." she begged lowly and he, of course, did as she requested. His erection sliding between her folds and stretching her open until she sat completely on top of him. They both let out moans and groans as she clamped down on him tightly, Aesop hadn't done something like this before but Emily seemed to know what she was doing and he wasn't about to complain.
"Hnng.. Hold my.. hips.." she instructed between pants and he obeyed, his hands grabbing at her hips as she slowly lifted herself and slowly went down on him, causing him to grunt when their hips met. She helped him find a nice pace so she bounced on him with ease, her moans growing louder and they heard a thudding sound from outside. His mind was hazy but he grabbed a piece of her nightgown and offered her to put some in her mouth. The piece lifted and he could see her breasts bounce with each movement and Aesop felt like he was in heaven. Her moans were muffled but he could still hear her whimpers and her hands gripping his shoulders so tightly. "A-Ahh.. Ah..!" he stopped his pace completely and held her close for a bit, her head on his shoulder. She released the gown from her mouth and wondered what he was doing, her hips trembling as he felt him twitch inside her. "A-Aesop.. Wh..at's wrong..?" she asked and he let out a breath he was holding in with a shudder. "I'm... close.. so close..." his tender sounding voice made her involuntarily tighten around him and his hips buckled as he gasped. His hands ran up her back, his moans being muffled by his mouth being on her shoulder. "It's.. okay.. Aesop.. go ahead.." her pleading voice made him nod quickly and began to lift her hips so she would ride him intensely. The movements and their hips buckling made their climax crashing down in waves as they moaned loudly and tried their best to stop from screaming out each other's names. They both fell on the bed, trying to catch their breaths as they both rode out their orgasms. Their hearts began to beat almost in sync and Emily smiled softly in relief. She lifted her head from his chest and saw Aesop reaching for her face, kissing her passionately. They shifted and laid on their sides, staring at each other, caressing each other's cheeks, their smiles being imprinted in both of their minds.