MI90: Consideration (Patreon)

While Paul was learning just how stubborn Roxy could be, Jean had pulled Barbara aside to inform her of the situation surrounding Reida. The bakery had grown considerably over the past few months, so the two sisters had a room to themselves as Jean recounted Eula's explanation.

After hearing her elder sister's explanation, Barbara couldn't help exhaling a sigh as she remarked, "I figured something like this would happen. Paul seems to be both loved and despised by fate. No matter how desperately he tries to carve his own path, fate conspires to have him walk another..."

In the original plan that Paul had drafted, it would have been years, if not an entire decade, before they returned to the Asura Kingdom. By then, he would have more than enough power and influence to bring about change as he would have had an entire nation to support him. That was still an option, but Paul wasn't the type of man who could ignore his children. He would, at the very least, try to ensure their safety.

Though she nodded her head in response to Barbara's words, Jean was staring off into space with a listless look as she replied, "That appears to be the case..."

Seeing the expression on her elder sister's face, Barbara hesitated for a brief moment before asking, "What did you make of Paul's words to Roxy? Do you think he'll be okay...?"

Nodding her head, Jean pulled Barbara a little closer, snuggling with the petite blonde as she softly affirmed, "He'll be fine. Paul is a capable man with a hardy sense of responsibility. He may have moments of weakness, but I can't imagine him giving up..."

Recalling the many times Paul had pushed himself beyond the point of exhaustion, a faint smile developed across Jean's face. Paul seemed to think his behavior was normal, citing how anyone from his previous world would try just as hard, but Jean refused to believe that. Not just anyone could push themselves to the point of pooping blood and simply laugh it off...

Though she was briefly annoyed due to the size of her sister's breasts, Barbara promptly suppressed her envy as she nestled closer to Jean and intoned an affirmative, "Nn..." She would prefer it if Paul confided in them more, but she empathized with his need to appear strong. After all, she was much the same...

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Paul didn't know if it was because of Ningguang's constantly teasing or because he had been bathing with young-looking girls since he was five, but he wasn't nearly as off-put by Roxy's naked form as he expected. He earned himself a disproving stare when she asked if he preferred large or small breasts, but hey, he was a descendant of House Notos. He couldn't just lie about his preferences.

With his initial apprehensions out of the way, Paul's primary concern was the rather drastic disparity between his and Roxy's sizes. He didn't know her exact height, but he estimated her to be between 145-150cm. His own height was around 188cm, so he felt like a veritable giant compared to the petite bluenette.

Fortunately for both of them, Roxy's curiosity and intrigue far outweighed her bashfulness. She was incredibly nervous near the beginning but quickly overcame her unease once Paul encouraged her to ask questions and allowed her to do as she pleased. She had secretly been worried that Paul might manhandle her or condemn her inexperience, so she was more than a little relieved to be the one in control.

Taking advantage of the liberty Paul had afforded her, Roxy barraged him with questions while analyzing virtually every millimeter of a specific part of his body. She was a little disappointed when Paul couldn't provide the exact dimensions of his penis, but that didn't stop her from making rough estimates and comparing them to the dimensions of her body.

With her hand barely being able to close around it, Roxy was worried that her body was too small to accommodate Paul's size. She had previously stumbled into a red-light district where Hobbits attended to guests nearly twice their size, but she had never been able to comprehend how such a union was possible. Paul reminded her that a vagina could stretch quite a bit to allow for childbirth, but that wasn't a very satisfying answer since the delivery of a child was supposed to be one of the most painful things a woman could experience.

To ease Roxy into things, Paul suggested a few different types of foreplay they could try. She outright rejected his offer to eat her out, but complied when he suggested they try intercrural sex. Instead of doing her between the legs, however, he had her grind against him with her crotch since they would ultimately be having sex with her on top.

Though Paul couldn't help visualizing a bunch of S.W.A.T. team members bursting into his room, the scene of Roxy biting her lower lip as she used his hands for support was surprisingly tantalizing. He didn't know if it was because she was pent up after nearly thirty years of maidenhood, but she was remarkably sensitive. So much so that she barely managed a minute and a half before tensing up and being unable to move on her own.

To make things easier for the petite blunette, Paul shifted his hands to Roxy's chest and began massaging her nipples with his thumbs. A series of stifled moans emanated from her throat, but she made no attempts to stop him as he rolled and pressed her perpetually burgeoning buds with practiced intensity.

Sensing Roxy's impending climax, Paul calmly reminded her of the fact that the room was soundproofed before sliding his hands down her body and rocking her hips. The sudden increase in stimulation caused her to panic, but Paul assured her that it would be perfectly normal even if she did pee herself. Some girls simply couldn't help it.

Fortunately for them both, Roxy didn't actually pee herself. Instead, she experienced a powerful climax that caused her to curl forward and cling to Paul for support. He dutifully caressed her back with his right hand, but his left also made its way to her lower mouth, gently probing her entrance and stimulating her vulva in preparation for what was to come.

Feeling Paul's fingers fiddling around down below, a whimpering moan emanated from Roxy's throat as she nestled against his chest. The fear that had been lurking in the back of her mind began to resurface, but she offered no resistance. Instead, she stared blankly at Paul's nipple before proceeding to lick and suckle it as a distraction.

Finding it difficult to fit more than the tip of his ring finger in Roxy's tiny entrance, Paul spent nearly twenty minutes focused solely on trying to loosen her up. In the process, he caused Roxy to climax a total of seven times, each successive orgasm causing her body to tense violently before subsequently becoming more relaxed.

In the end, it was Roxy who decided it was time to move on. As much as she enjoyed her successive orgasms, she couldn't help feeling as though Paul was being overly cautious. She was also feeling pretty tired as it was close to one in the morning, so she eventually stared him in the eyes and assured him she was ready.

Not wanting to hurt Roxy's pride, Paul rewarded her bravery with a deep and passionate kiss as he adjusted her hips and attempted to adjust his angle to align with the entrance of her vagina. It was a lot harder than he was used to, but he eventually found the sweet spot as his glans slowly and deliberately sank into Roxy's shallow depths. Even after all of Paul's efforts, the interior of her vagina had only expanded to around 12cm, not even half his total length.

Rather than focusing on his inability to bottom out in Roxy's insides, Paul spent several minutes focused on helping her calm down and acclimate to the sensation of having his penis inside of her. This allowed him to sink a little further into her depths, but 15cm seemed to be about the upper limit of what her body could withstand at the present moment.

Since she was incapable of moving independently, Paul helped Roxy by squeezing and massaging her butt as he gently probed her insides. It was a little frustrating not being able to thrust and move about freely, but the intense tightness of Roxy's vagina provided more than enough stimulation to bring him to the brink of a climax.

Though he should have learned his lesson with Reida, Paul didn't hesitate to release his seed into the deepest parts of Roxy's vagina. With what he knew of her character, she would probably feel self-conscious if he pulled out during their first time, so he was willing to task the risk. 

When she initially felt an intense warmth filling her lower body, Roxy didn't immediately understand what was happening. All she knew was that the pain she had been experiencing abruptly diminished, replaced a pleasant warmth that seemed to spread through her abdomen and slowly creep up her spine.

Fortunately, at least for the time being, Roxy didn't have to worry about getting pregnant. Unlike the majority of human females, Migurdians didn't have a monthly ovulation cycle. They were a long-lived species and would typically only go into estrus once a year. For Roxy, this was usually around the start of the seventh month, so she didn't have to be overly concerned with Paul inadvertently knocking her up...

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Opening her eyes to an unfamiliar environment, Roxy experienced a very brief moment of panic until she noticed that the person sleeping next to her was Paul. She had considered the possibility that the previous night was an alcohol-inspired dream, so she was both relieved and concerned to find that it wasn't.

Realizing what she had done, Roxy softly muttered, "I can't believe I lost my virginity to a serial womanizer..."

Hearing the petite blunette's remark, Paul quit pretending to be asleep, playfully retorting, "I prefer the terms philanderer and ladies' man. Calling me a womanizer makes me sound inconsiderate."

Though she was a little surprised that Paul was pretending to be asleep, Roxy quickly composed herself and quoted one of her favorite romance novels, asserting, "You can call yourself whatever you like so long as I can call you mine..."

Raising his brows, the smile on Paul's face became more prominent as he remarked, "It's usually the guy that shills the cheesy one-liners. Not that I'm complaining..."

Catching Roxy by surprise, Paul abruptly rolled toward her, pinning her beneath him as he appended, "If I'm yours, you're equally mine..." with a wolfish grin on his face. Now that they had crossed the line and advanced their relationship to the point of physical intimacy, he felt no qualms about teasing her.

With Paul's body easily blanketing her own, Roxy couldn't help swallowing nervously as she gazed at him with upturned eyes. Instead of feeling fear, however, expectation swelled within her tiny frame as she spread her legs and said, "Prove it..."

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Though it was already well past the time he would usually be up and out of his room, Paul couldn't let Roxy's goading go unanswered. He had the impression she was testing him to see if the previous night had been an accident spurred by inebriety, so he immediately lowered his face to kiss her on the lips. Then, even though it caused a faint creaking sound to be heard throughout the bakery, he demonstrated to Roxy that the previous night wasn't just a one-time thing...

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