Madeleine smiled slowly, her green eyes sparkling with a mix of amusement and desire as she kept caressing Zylara's purple antenna.
— I like it when my guests want something more… intimate — she murmured, her voice low and velvety.
Zylara held her gaze for another second, her antennas trembling slightly. Then she tilted her head, bringing her pink lips close to Madeleine's ear.
— It's beautiful here… and the smell of your food is still in the air — the alien whispered, her tone soft but heavy with intention. — But I'd prefer somewhere more private. I want to feel you without anyone watching. I want to hear every breath, every moan… just mine. No rush. No audience.
She slid her hand along Madeleine's waist, gently squeezing the generous curve of her hip.
— Take me to your room, Madeleine. I want it to be just the two of us. I want to discover how you really take care of someone who catches your interest… without interruptions.
Madeleine bit her lower lip, clearly pleased with the answer. Her fingers slid slowly down Zylara's antenna until she took her hand.
— Then come with me — she said, her voice hoarse and inviting. — My room is on the second floor, at the end of the east corridor. It's quiet, the lighting is low… and the bed is big enough for both of us.
She intertwined her fingers with Zylara's and gently pulled her out of the kitchen, glancing over her shoulder at the others.
— You can keep enjoying the rest of the day. If we want company later… we'll call you.
Isolde let out a low laugh, crossing her arms.
— Have fun. And don't break the bed right away.
Lila let out a curious little meow, her ears twitching, while Rosamund simply smiled and took another sip of her tea. Élodiane watched the two leave with a serene smile, saying nothing.
Madeleine guided Zylara through the mansion's corridors. The sound of their footsteps echoed softly on the marble floor. As they climbed the stairs, the maid's short apron swayed, revealing her tight green panties with every movement.
When they reached the bedroom door, Madeleine opened it with a smooth gesture. The room was cozy and sensual: soft light from floating candelabras, dark silky sheets on the large bed, and a faint scent of vanilla and cinnamon in the air.
As soon as the door clicked shut behind them, Madeleine turned to Zylara and pressed her against the wood, her voluptuous body molding against the alien's.
— Now yes… — Madeleine whispered, her heavy breasts brushing against Zylara's chest. — Here no one will interrupt us. No one will watch… unless we want them to.
She raised her hand and traced the outline of one of the purple antennas with her fingertips.
— So tell me, Zylara… how do you want me to take care of you first?
Zylara let out a low sound of satisfaction, her hands sliding up to grip Madeleine's waist, pulling her even closer.
— Slowly at first… — the alien murmured, her neon eyes glowing. — I want to taste you. I want to feel your body against mine. And then… I want to see how much you can take when I return the favor.
Madeleine smiled, dangerous and seductive, bringing her lips close to Zylara's.
— Then let's begin.
Madeleine smiled against Zylara's lips, a slow smile full of promises. Without hurry, she slid her hands along the sides of the alien's body, feeling the warm, smooth skin, almost silky, as if it were made of something alive and pulsing.
— Slowly… — Madeleine repeated, her voice low and husky. — I like when it starts like this.
She held Zylara's face with both hands and kissed her again, deeper this time. The redhead's tongue explored the alien's mouth calmly, savoring the sweet, slightly electric taste that came from her. Zylara responded with a low moan, her purple antennas trembling against Madeleine's fingers.
While they kissed, Madeleine guided Zylara backward until the alien's back touched the edge of the large bed. With a smooth movement, she gave her a gentle push, making Zylara sit on the edge of the mattress.
Madeleine pulled back just enough to look down, admiring the vibrant, pink body of her visitor.
— You're beautiful… — she murmured, her fingers tracing the neckline of Zylara's liquid-energy translucent outfit. — I want to see more of you.
Carefully, Madeleine began to undo the parts of the alien suit, slowly revealing the shiny pink skin. Zylara's large, firm breasts came into view, nipples a darker shade of pink, already hard. Madeleine leaned in and kissed one of them slowly, her warm tongue circling the bud before gently sucking.
Zylara arched her back, letting out a shaky sigh.
— Ah… that's… good — she murmured, her voice broken. One of her antennas brushed against Madeleine's scarlet hair. — Your mouth is so hot… different from anything I know.
Madeleine smiled against her skin and continued downward, kissing the smooth belly until she reached between Zylara's thick, soft thighs. She knelt slowly, looking up to meet those neon green eyes.
— May I? — she asked, her fingers already sliding along the edge of the piece that still covered the alien's intimate area.
Zylara nodded, breathing faster.
— Yes… please.
Madeleine removed the rest of the outfit with care. Between Zylara's legs was a pink, glistening slit, already wet, with a small protruding nub similar to a clit that pulsed lightly. The scent coming from her was sweet, almost floral, with a subtle metallic touch.
The redhead leaned in and gave a slow lick, from base to top. Zylara let out a sharp moan, her thighs trembling around Madeleine's head.
— Hnnn…! Your tongue… it's so soft and hot…
Madeleine didn't answer with words. Instead, she started licking with more dedication — long, slow licks, then precise circles around the swollen clit, alternating with gentle sucks. Zylara's taste was addictive: sweet like light nectar, with a slight tingle that left Madeleine's tongue faintly electric.
Zylara grabbed both of Madeleine's red braids like reins, her hips moving slowly against the redhead's mouth.
— Like that… don't stop… — she moaned, her voice hoarse. — You're so good at this… I can feel everything… every touch…
Madeleine picked up the pace a little, slowly sliding two fingers into Zylara's hot, tight entrance, curling them upward while she continued sucking the clit. The alien's moans grew louder, her antennas vibrating intensely.
— Madeleine… I'm going to… I'm close… — Zylara warned, her whole body shaking.
The redhead didn't stop. On the contrary, she sucked harder and moved her fingers faster, pushing Zylara to the edge.
With a long, vibrating moan, Zylara came. Her thighs squeezed Madeleine's head, her body arching as a sweet, slightly glowing liquid flowed against the redhead's tongue. The purple antennas vibrated hard, releasing a soft buzz.
Madeleine kept licking slowly, prolonging the pleasure until Zylara relaxed against the bed, panting.
The redhead stood up, lips glistening, and climbed onto the bed, hovering over Zylara with a satisfied smile.
— Did you like the first part? — Madeleine asked, wiping the corner of her mouth with her thumb. — Because I haven't even started taking care of you for real yet.
Zylara looked at her with half-lidded eyes, still catching her breath, but a slow, hungry smile forming on her lips.
— Then keep going… — she whispered, pulling Madeleine closer. — I want to feel everything you can give me.