Test Two- Falling in Love

Michael walked out of the weapon shop, his torn shirt over his shoulder.  He chuckled a bit to himself as he thought back at what just happened.  A random hot warrior woman came in and just claimed him as a toy.  It was such a rush.  Everyday he would get smiles and winks from the women who came with their men to buy weapons but this was the first time something like that happened.  As he locked the door, he could hear a strange cat like sound coming from the side.  Michael turned to the right and saw Selene and Kitty both on the ground crying.  The two seemed to make the same sound.  Curious, he walked over to the girl and knelt down, offering his torn shirt to her as a towel.  When Selene looked up, she shrieked, her kitten soon mimicking her.

“Mister…Michael!”

“Umm, hello Lady Selene.”

Selene stood up and rubbed her eyes, pushing the shirt away.  She shook her head, a bit disgusted, it already smelling like Nyvia.  Michael nodded and put it back over his shoulders.  At that point, Selene noticed he was shirtless and quickly turned away, blushing.

“Ah, Mister Michael…you have no shirt.”

Michael laughed as he rubbed the back of his head.  “Well, I had a little accident.  I’m going home to get a new one.”  Selene nodded, turning back towards him but not daring to look at him.  “Umm, let me buy you one.  It could be fun.”  Michael looked at her confused, “Fun?”  Selene nodded then pulled his arm, leading him down the street.  Michael reluctantly followed her down the streets as she glanced at shops.  As she started to slow down even more, Michael finally looked down at Selene as she stared through the window at a dress that caught her eye.

“Would you like to go try it on?”

Selene turned around, looking at him with her eyes light up brightly as she nodded.  “We can?  Really?”  Michael nodded, laughing some.  Something about her was so cute to him.  Selene hopped into the shop, still holding his hand tightly.  Luckily, there was male clothing in the store as well.  As Michael quickly got a baggy replacement shirt, Selene wandered towards the dresses and stared at them.  Picking up one dress, she put it against her then looked at Michael, “What do you think?”

“It’s beautiful just like you Miss Selene…”

“Really?!” she exclaimed, “You think so?  I’m going to go try it!”  Selene rushed off to the dressing room.  Michael laughed then shook his head, deciding to go ahead and hang out with the strange girl.  Michael went towards the dressing room to see Selene coming out.  Selene looked at him nervously as she looked down at herself.  She looked more developed in this dress, less childish.  It was a backless, sleeveless white dress with the top of the dress was like a choker with a heart cut out between her breasts and flowed down to her feet.  The top was quite tight and made it look like her breasts were going to rip the top at any moment while the bottom was loose and give her a bottle-shaped figure.

Selene was still wearing her gloves as she came out, smiling.  Kitty sat behind her in the doorway of where her dress laid on the ground.  “What do you think?” she asked him.  Michael coughed, as if he was choking then looked down, away from her.  

Thinking something was wrong, Selene ran over to him, but tripped over the dress before she reached him.  She quickly lost her balance and fell towards Michael, who swiftly caught the girl in his arms.  Selene looked at him blushing a bit then pulled back and bowed.

“Gomen nasai…I’m sorry.  I didn’t mean to…”

Michael looked at her confused then rubbed the back of his head, “It’s quite alright.”  She nodded then looked at him, “You’re not sick are you, you looked pale a second ago.”  Michael shook his head as he looked at her, his eyes slowly lowering.  “Er…no!  I’m fine, you look great just like I said.”  He coughed then turned away again.  Selene smiled then clapped her hands.  “Then I’ll get it, I wonder if oniichan will like.”  She smiled then slowly walked back towards the dressing room.  Michael looked at the room Selene was in a bit confused, “Oniichan?”

Soon, Selene came out with the dress in hand.  Kitty followed her to the clerk as Selene paid for the dress and shirt before walking out with her newly brought dress in a bag.  She looked at Michael happily as they continued down the street, still heading away from the weapon shop.  “Thank you for coming with me…”  She looked around the streets with different people wondering about then stopped as she saw someone in the distance.  “That looks like Krissy…” Selene muttered as she watched the girl walk off towards the alley.  She looked at Kitty.  “Don’t you think?”  Kitty meowed and nodded.  Selene shrugged then looked back at Michael.

“Are you hungry?” she asked.

Michael shrugged, “I guess so…”  She clapped her hands together then smiled, “Let’s go have some tea and cake then!”  He looked at her a bit confused, not considering such a thing food, but shrugged again.  “Sure, Miss Selene, “ he agreed.  Selene smiled then hopped a bit ahead before turning back around and looking at him.  “Umm, where can we get something like that?”  Michael lead Selene to a café not too far away from where they where, still in the center of town.

Selene sat in the outside patio with Michael across from her and Kitty in the chair beside her.  A young girl probably sixteen came out with two cakes, two cups of tea but only one with honey, and a saucer of milk with honey.  Michael sat here with his coffee as he walked Selene carefully place the saucer and plate on the chair with the kitten for her to eat.  Once Kitty was set, Selene grabbed the china cup and sipped her tea, occasionally taking little bites of cake to eat.  Her manner was very refined, just like nobility.  Michael watched her for a bit before trying to mimic her, gripping the handle with just two fingers instead of the holding just the whole cup.

“You don’t like cake?” she asked after her third bite.  Michael shook his head as he explained.  “No sweet tooth right now, don’t worry, I’m happy with this coffee.”  Selene nodded as she grabbed the handle of the cup once again, blowing away the steam before she took another sip.  She put the cup down then folded her hands in her lap, looking at them for a bit.  Once she finished looking down, she looked back at him with a bit of a frown.

“Can I ask you something?” Selene shyly said.

“Sure Miss Selene.”

“Do you know what love is?”

Michael choked on his drink as he looked at her.  She looked at him quite shyly, shifting her weight from right to left, left to right, repeatedly.  He chuckled to himself, wondering if she suddenly had gotten a crush on him from nowhere.  Putting down his cup, he coughed then shrugged.

“I assume so…”

“Really!” she exclaimed.  “Can you tell me what it is?”

“Well,” he started.  “I think it's that feeling where you want more than anything for that person to be happy because you are with them, and knowing you are happy because you are with them.  Roughly…  I think it's different with different with different people though.  But it has to do with constantly wanting them to be happy because of how happy they make you by simply being themselves.  That make sense?”

“Really?”  Selene said a bit confused.  “Krissy told me love is when you have a special connection to someone…when you can feel what they feel and they feel what you feel.  When you feel like they are apart of you…”  She put her hands on her heart and looked down.  “Feel them here…  But I just think she was trying to explain it in a way I would understand since we use to be like that…er, are you in love with someone?”

Michael smirked then shook his head, “No.”  Selene scrunched up her face, little creases appearing on her forehead as she thought hard, then blinked confused.  “Oh, then why were you looking at that one girl so hard?  The nice pink haired lady…”  Michael coughed then looked at Selene.

“You mean Miss Betty Vlander?  How do you know about her?”

“Oh that’s simple.  I was on the top floor of the opera house when I saw you down there staring at the pink haired lady.  You’re not in love with her?”

Michael looked down for a moment as he thought back of the events of a few days ago…

It was late at night and the opera house had just closed.  After watching Betty’s beautiful singing, Michael walked slowly out of the opera house, heading for the shop to sleep there inside of his house.  As he headed down the streets, he suddenly felt his hand being pulled by someone in a black cloak into a dark alley corner.  Michael jerked his hand away as he looked at the figure.  Slowly, she removed her hood and smirked.  Betty Vlander, herself, stood before him smiling at him.  Michael just stared in disbelief as she smiled at him with her perfect smile.  She stopped smiling then folded her arms.

“I have chosen you to be my slave…whenever I want you, you will have to have to obey.  Disobey me or displease me, and I’ll have you simply killed.  After all, I am a noble and you’re just a commoner…  Besides, you come in everyday and watch me, I know you really want to be my slave…”

She smirked as she looked him down, like a dominatrix looks at a slave.  Michael blinked, thinking it was a dream then nodded.  “Yes Mistress.”  She smiled, delighted then lifted her cloak slightly to expose the half shaven pussy.  Michael stared as the soft straight pink hair that seemed to point down at the velvet skin below.  A small bit of pink showed from her pussy lips as they only parted lightly.

“Oh your knees!” she commanded harshly.  Michael happily complied as he fell to his knees, his face in front of her womanhood.  He stood on his knees inches away from her, the smell of her juices filling his nose, making his manhood throb within his pants.  “Now,” she said still in a forceful tone, “make your mistress happy…”  

Michael smirked then nodded.  He kissed the slight part in her lips before running his tongue over the outer edge of her pussy. His tongue gently glided over the delicate white skin occasionally dipping it within the inner lips tasting her sweet juices.  He sucked on the left lip as his right hand caressed her thigh.  He repeated the same move to her right pussy lip, his left hand squeezing gently then soft skin.  As he pulled the hairless skin from his mouth, his lips went lower, kissing her right thigh, sucking and nibbling on her to build up her sexdrive.  Meanwhile, his hands were busy, the left hand moved open her lips, making a v-like shape to hold them open as the right hand’s index finger gently glided down.  His tongue moved from her creamy thighs back to her opened flower.  His finger gracefully went inside of her, the index finger pressing the small hard ribbed part that was her clit while his tongue circled pink skin covering the clitoris.  Slowly, his finger slid up and down her wet insides as his tongue played around her clit, sometimes putting his mouth over the whole clit and sucking on it, pulling it out of hiding.  Betty moaned louder, putting the cloak in her mouth to keep it up as her arms wrapped around her chest, fingers playing with her hardened nipples over the thick material as she was on the verge of ecstasy.  

His finger sped up, her love juices dripping from his finger down his hand as he once again used his other hand to pull back her pussy lips, pulling the skin of her clit as well.  Michael began direct stimulation, her body seeming to quiver inside his mouth.  He made sure to carefully massage her clit with his tastebuds, still fingering her.  His tongue gently brushed against it, barely applying any pressure against the delicate bump.  The tip of his tongue tenderly pressed against her clit as his finger inside her pressed against it as well.  Her lower muscle began contracting, signing she was soon to climax.  Michael put his lips against her clit, sucking only on it, now applying tons of pressure as he slipped in another finger, pumping away with his hand.  Betty moaned louder, almost as if she were yelling as her back fell against the wall of the building.  Her pussy muscle contracted hard, trying to stop his fingers as a clear sticky substance dripped from out of her.  Michael moved his finger out of her as he lowered himself, moving his tongue from her clit to deep inside of her, tasting all of her delicious pleasure.  Once she had finally stopped moaning, she opened her mouth then let her cloak fall back down.  Michael moved away from his satisfied Mistress as he looked up at with juice dripping from his chin.

“That will be all for tonight, but, remember, you are my slave and I shall have you whenever I chose…”

She leaned down and kissed his, her tongue slipping in his mouth as she tasted herself in him.  Her tongue coiled around his tongue, the tip of her tongue massaging his mouth before she pulled away then smirked, looking down at him.  Then, she left.

“Mister Michael?” Selene said as he continued to look down.  Michael snapped out of his daze and looked at her.  “I’m not sure…”  Selene pouted then smiled.  “It’s okay, I’m sure you’ll find your love.  And if I can, I will help you!”  She giggled then looked at Kitty who seemed to have ignored the whole conversation.  Selene pouted then shook her head before returning back to sipping her tea.  Michael looked at her confused, apparently she didn’t have a crush on him, but why was she so interesting in helping him find his love.  He shook his head, not understand the small girl named Selene at all.