Chapter 140: Aftercare (4)
The next morning arrived quickly.
Inside Jake’s cabin, the soft light of early morning filtered through the small window, yet the atmosphere remained anything but peaceful.
Plap...!
Plap...!
Plap...!
The unmistakable sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed steadily through the room... rhythmic, wet, and unrestrained.
As the view slowly settled inside the cabin, the source of the noise became clear.
There...
Jake stood completely naked, his body already looking tall and recovered as if the previous day’s injuries had never been a serious problem.
His hands firmly gripped a woman’s waist as he moved his hips with frantic, powerful thrusts.
Beneath him was another beautiful naked woman, her body pressed against the edge of the table.
She desperately held onto the surface for support, her shorter frame forcing her legs to lift slightly off the floor with every deep motion of Jake’s waist.
Grace’s small frame shook back and forth under the force of his thrusts.
"Ahh~ Haaa~ Jake~..."
Her soft moans spilled out with every deep movement, her body trembling as she clung to the table for support.
Jake’s hands stayed firm on her waist, holding her in place as he kept driving into her without slowing down.
Even after the long night, his recovered body showed no signs of fatigue... only raw, relentless energy.
"Haa... Haa..."
Jake’s breathing grew rough as his eyes locked onto the sight beneath him... Grace’s soft, supple ass rippling with every deep thrust.
The way her flesh bounced and shook under the force of his movements only pushed him further.
His grip on her waist tightened.
Then he moved faster.
And faster.
The wet, heavy plap plap plap of their bodies grew louder and more frantic as he lost himself in the sensation.
Grace’s moans broke into short, breathless cries, her small frame trembling hard under the relentless pace.
A moment later, Jake’s hips slammed forward one final time.
SPURT!
"Ahh~!"
He came hard, pouring himself deep inside her without restraint.
His release dragged on for an unknown stretch of time, pulse after pulse filling her as his body tensed and his rough breathing filled the cabin.
Even after the first wave passed, his hips kept moving faintly, as if his body still refused to stop.
Grace’s face had gone completely blank with pleasure with a blissful expression as her eyes lost focus.
A thin trail of drool slipped from the corner of her soft lips while her body trembled under him.
She could feel it clearly... the hot, viscous liquid pooling deep inside her, thick and heavy with every pulse Jake released.
Even after finishing, he didn’t pull out.
Instead, Jake kept grinding his hips against her, slowly and deliberately, using the tight, wet inner flesh of her to milk out every last drop.
The sticky friction of his cock sliding through his own release only prolonged the sensation for both of them.
"Hehe... hehe..."
A soft, dazed little laugh escaped Grace’s throat, her body still twitching weakly as she accepted everything.
Jake let out a pleasure groan, still buried deep inside her.
His hand gently gripped the side of Grace’s neck as he lifted her up from the table with ease, her smaller body rising off the surface until both her legs and hands dangled in the air.
He tilted her head toward him and pressed an affectionate kiss against her lips... soft, lingering, and surprisingly tender after the intensity of what they had just done.
Then, without pulling out, he began adjusting her against him, clearly preparing for another round.
Knock.
Knock.
Barbara’s voice suddenly cut through the cabin door.
"Oi, I hope you’re done in there! Madam Vivian wants to meet you, so prepare yourself and go!"
Hearing the sudden voice, both Jake and Grace blinked at the same time.
Grace, still dangling in the air with his cock buried deep inside her, and Jake, still holding her by the neck and waist, seemed to snap out of the same hazy trance at once.
The heated fog that had clouded their minds for so long finally thinned under the sudden interruption.
For a brief moment, the cabin fell into an awkward silence broken only by their slightly uneven breathing.
Jake and Grace looked at each other and both smiled softly.
Without needing to say anything, they decided to end it there.
Jake carefully lowered Grace back onto her feet and slowly pulled out of her.
Squelch...
A thick trail of his release immediately followed, sliding down her soft thighs.
Grace’s legs trembled slightly, but she stayed upright with his support.
They cleaned up as best they could in the limited time, then began getting dressed.
After they were done, Jake finished fixing his pants and turned around...
Only to freeze for a moment.
There,
Grace was sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs spread wide, a crumpled tissue pressed between her thighs as she tried to wipe herself.
A soft, frustrated murmur escaped her lips.
"Ahh... it won’t stop flowing out..."
Thick white fluid continued to slowly leak from her small entrance, soaking the tissue no matter how carefully she pressed it against herself.
Her face was still faintly flushed, and her golden eyes glanced up at Jake with a mix of mild embarrassment and resignation.
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After some time of further cleaning and tidying themselves up, Jake and Grace finally left the cabin.
They moved quickly through the ship’s corridors, while Grace staying close beside him.
Even after everything, a faint flush still lingered on her cheeks, and she walked with slightly careful steps.
Before long, they arrived in front of Vivian’s door.
Jake raised his hand and knocked once.
"Come in," Vivian’s calm voice came from inside.
Jake pushed the door open and stepped in, Grace following quietly behind him.
Vivian looked up as they entered, her expression calm and composed as usual.
"Jake. Grace."
She gave a small nod of acknowledgment. "Please, sit."
Jake pulled out a chair for Grace first before taking the seat across from Vivian.
Grace settled quietly beside him, still a little flushed from earlier, though she tried to keep her posture neat.
For a short while, the conversation stayed light.
Vivian asked about their recovery, and Jake briefly explained that his condition had improved significantly.
Grace added a few soft words of agreement, staying mostly quiet otherwise.
Eventually, Vivian set her cup down and looked directly at Jake.
"You’ve done well," she began, her voice calm yet carrying clear weight.
"Not only did you slay that Deep Aberration beast, but you also protected everyone on this ship when the situation turned critical. Many of us could have suffered far worse if you hadn’t stepped forward and fought the way you did."
She paused for a moment, letting the words settle.
"Your strength, your judgment, and your willingness to put yourself at risk for others... those are not small things. I want to properly thank you for your hard work and for everything you’ve contributed during this voyage."
Her eyes remained steady on him.
"As such, you deserve a proper reward. So tell me, Jake... what is it that you wish for?"