Pixie Hazard by Archibald Bradford (top young adult novels .txt) 📕

share of baby fat on his pinchable cheeks and there was not even a hint of stubble on his face.

But despite her ardent mindset, Maria was a genuinely good person, who was very conscious of his recent ordeals and his feelings.

Unfortunately, she could see far more fear in his eyes than arousal.

It was time to change that.

She had two faces she showed the universe: the rough and ready marine, who smiled and laughed bawdily with her friends, more than happy to bust heads or kick down doors to get what she wanted...

And then the softer, more protective side, the side she only ever showed cuddlesome friends like Bunny or virginal guys like Bryan, the persona of a selfless and motherly teacher with infinite patience.

Her demeanor shifted, her predatory edge seeming to just float away as she spoke in a calm and soothing voice.

“Don’t worry Bryan, most of that out there was just for show. The bulk of the crew is ex-military, so I have to act all hard around them or I’ll catch shit. You want to sit down and talk?”

She held her hand out to a bench against the wall, not the bed.

He didn’t move.

“It’s alright, we’ll just talk. Nothing will happen here that you don’t want to. I promise.”

Her gentle voice and friendly demeanor gradually melted away his earlier panic and he nodded quickly.

“Yeah, o-okay, uh, sure.”

It helped that the image of her floating with her blonde hair forming a glorious nimbus around her face was seared into his memory.

Nonetheless patience was one thing Maria had learned in her hunt for virgin cock, and she exercised it now.

He moved to the narrow upholstered bench, it was a wooden antique that she had riveted to the wall years ago in a bid to stave off the cold quality of the room, perfect for lacing up her boots and for occasions such as this.

She sat down beside him, making sure her muscular bicep didn’t touch his shoulder, and gave him a spell to take in the messy room. Though she smiled to herself when he saw his gaze dart away from the bras and underwear she had ‘accidently’ left drying on a rack next to her bunk.

For almost a minute she continued to watch him out of the corner of her eyes, watched as he worked up the courage to steal furtive looks of her undergarments.

His gaze never stayed more than a half second, as if she wouldn’t notice if he kept his eyes on the move, but despite his fear of getting caught he couldn’t stop himself from going back.

Oh yeah, he was a teenager all right.

He squirmed in place a bit and she made a show of looking to one side, while once again on the edge of her vision she saw him adjust his erection in his borrowed pants.

He certainly hadn’t forgotten why she had brought him into her bunk.

Back into the fray.

“I don’t want to put you on the spot again, but the only topic on my mind right now is still how a sweetheart like you never had a girlfriend!”

He blushed as deep as before, and oh how she loved to see it!

“I-I don’t know I just n-never got the chance I guess.”

“Come on.” She leaned towards him and nudged him with her elbow encouragingly; “There was never a girl? Never the girl?”

Her head was turned to face him, wanting to put him on the spot a bit. It certainly worked as he was incapable of meeting her gaze for more than a couple seconds at a time.

But soon she could see the signs of him withdrawing from her in the way his shoulders tensed up, so she eased off, turning her face away again.

Okay, new plan: he was still too nervous to open up, so...

“It’s cool. You don’t have to tell me.”

This was it, this was the trap.

“It’s the muscles right? I’m not as bad as some other women with the same augments but I’m still no match for Billy’s curves or that sexy minx Bunny.”

She baited the hook further with a morose sigh.

Maria was certain he wanted her, wanted what she was offering, and that he just didn’t know how to ask. So she needed to open up first to build the necessary trust to get him to crack. But while it was true that some men found her muscles unattractive, that was hardly her problem.

Like most veterans, she had her share of mental health issues, but body image was never one of them.

Point of fact she was quite proud of how she looked.

And if she actually opened up to him about some of the shit she’d been through in her life it would probably break his naive little mind.

For now all she wanted to do was just get him to admit that he found her attractive. Then she would have a foothold from which to launch her assault on his virginal body.

So she watched and waited, patient as the greatest of anglers.

His jaw was working as he tried to find the words, still hesitating. She spoke again to buy him a few more seconds to work up his nerve so he wouldn’t miss the window she was holding open for him.

“You don’t have to say anything. I know what I look like.”

She gave another heavy sigh, then a sniff.

Not a sniffle, just a sniff, as if she was too tough to ever sniffle.

Finally the teen spoke in a rush.

“I-I, you’re not-” He had to stop as he tripped over his own words; “You’re very, um, pretty.”

An uncertain and half-assed compliment to be sure, but Maria could work with it.

She turned and flashed her warmest smile, the kind of smile that only Bunny could match, and