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All this was familiar to the dark girl. She allowed him atop her, and shuffled to meet him as he pulled his hips toward her own. Everything felt good, felt right, especially without all those alarm bells that Vaati had set off for her. The danger had been part of the allure, yes, but this was good on its own merrit. He was.

And then it was different, and Alya's skin jumped at the sensation, a sharp yelp escaping her because somehow, of all the things that could have happened next, she hadn't quite expected that. But it was a pain nowhere near what she could easily ignore, almost akin to exercising a muscle that had been recently strained. And even this soon faded, giving way to the sensation of almost overwhelming heat. And Alya would look back at some point and be embarrassed by her lackluster performance during her first time, but all she could really do was pant and, at times, press haphazardly back, still too surprised and overwhelmed to do anything but appreciate the intense, rose-gold pleasure of the unknown male's ministrations.