God Of Crafting

Chapter 61: The lesson isn't over yet!

'What part did I skip? How the heck did we get here?!'

How did we go from being amazed by Claire's recent breakthrough to the theory that allowed it to her straddling my lap yet again?

And what was this rather intense look in her eyes as she cradled my head between her hands, keeping my face at just the right angle for her to kiss me?

Yet, as the two of us breathed into each other faces... the crazed look on the girl's face slowly started to fade away, faltering just a tiny little bit with every shake of her chest indicating a single instance of her breath.

"Haaa...." Claire exhaled heavily, only for her hands to slide off my cheeks and then down to my shoulders. Next, her head collapsed down, falling forward only to then rest against my forehead as her labored breathing continued.

And then, when she finally appeared to have regained her senses...

"How..." she whispered, her lips just an inch away from mine.

Then, with her forehead still resting against mine, she looked up, as if searching for connection to my own eyes.

"How?" she asked again while straightening her face just the tiny bit necessary for her moving lips to now brush against mine as she spoke. "Is it your Qi?"

I merely managed to raise my eyebrows when Claire went in for the kill and pressed her lips against mine.

This wasn't but a normal kiss, however. Her hands wrapped around my neck while her knees moved even further apart only to then move ahead and lock behind my back.

Before I could even utter a single word of protest or joy, she was already sloppily making out with me, the very presence of her being slowly infusing into my own flesh just the same way I inserted my consciousness in hers.

Then, as she started to steal some slight whiskers of energy only to hurriedly absorb them back into her own flesh where she could properly inspect those...

Claire's mind suddenly went astray when I could no longer hold my expected response back and ended up poking her crotch that she so eagerly pressed against mine, with my growing erection.

"Hah..." Claire uttered a small moan as she suddenly tightened her hold over me even harder.

Next, her hips started to move up and down, as if she wanted to rub her chest against mine... or to rub the center point of her sweats against the deformed part of my undies.

And then, just like she did before, Claire stopped.

Yet, right as Claire's hands started to slip into my undies and grasp the growing treasure there, I pulled away, putting the girl back at arm's length.

"Let's not forget about our plan for the day," I suggested, knowingly pushing Claire's advances... aside?!

"Huh?"

With her expression already all mushy, just like the sense of dampness I could feel rubbing against my stretched-out boxers, Claire... just froze.

"You know," I smiled, savoring every last moment of this sudden sense of rejection that dawned upon the girl as she realized what I was talking about, "reward after the lesson, wasn't it?" I argued while looking at her shocked face while all smiles myself.

"B-but..."

Today, Claire was somewhat... more expressive than usual? Or maybe... she was less guarded?

"We already reached what, sixth stage?" I called back as if to encourage the girl to go for just one last stretch of the lesson.

"Ugh..." Claire grimaced, devastated by the news... but already thinking over the issue in a simplistic yet desperate desire to go right back to what mattered.

"The seventh stage is all about properly expanding the core's influence, building up upon all the previous steps. Then, the eight stage is about condensing the core again, to blossom it into a realm. And then, the last two steps, are all about doubling and then tripling that private, spiritual dimension."

Claire gulped down and gave me a look of expectation...

Only to then bite down with frustration on her lips as her eyes scattered around, indicating great turmoil in her mind.

"Then..."

She cleared her thought before raising her chin a bit and once again scored a critical strike with the look she gave me with her upturned, brown, innocent, and outright lustful stare.

"Then and only then can one try to overcome their mortality, when their spiritual realm grows as profound as the reality, allowing them free access to the dimension exclusive to those of the practitioner rank." Claire recited, all the while keeping a pleading look on her face. "That's what my father wants, by the way, but..."

Claire licked down her lips before swallowing her saliva again, only to then slightly pry her mouth open as her eyes slowly moved down my well-honed chest, stomach, and then all the way to where my erection now pressed down against her stomach in its full might despite the restraint of my undies.

"But now... Can we...?"