Post-Apocalyptic America: Synthetic 3D Female Protagonist

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The door was gently pushed open, and a figure walked in.

It was Claire.

However, Claire was not dressed in her usual sharp combat attire at this moment.

She was wearing a maid outfit that fit her perfectly.

The black fabric, with its delicate dark patterns, tightly hugged her shapely body.

The chest area features a perfectly placed cutout design, revealing her fair skin and a deep cleavage that is incredibly eye-catching.

Her short skirt reached only mid-thigh, with a delicate black lace trim around the edge that swayed slightly as she walked, outlining her firm, pert hips and long, shapely legs.

She wore ultra-thin black stockings that clung to her skin, perfectly showcasing the lines of her legs, which extended all the way to her ankles and were encased in a pair of small black leather shoes.

She wore a snow-white apron with ruffles tied around her waist. The pure white contrasted sharply with the black of her main outfit, further highlighting her slender waist.

This strikingly contrasting outfit, combined with her light pink, shoulder-length hair and those icy blue eyes that always carried a hint of coldness, created an indescribable and peculiar fusion.

Her cool and aloof demeanor, paired with this service-oriented outfit, adds an extra touch of restrained yet alluring charm.

Su Hui's gaze roamed over her body without restraint, from her delicate collarbone, to her full breasts that her apron could not conceal, and then to her long, straight legs encased in black stockings.

Claire felt Su Hui's extremely aggressive gaze, and a faint blush rose to her fair cheeks, but she still tried her best to keep her eyes calm.

Su Hui waved to Claire.

"come over."

73. Two people, one innocent and the other alluring [6.2k]

Claire walked very lightly, almost silently, to Su Hui.

The room was softly lit, with light streaming in through the large floor-to-ceiling window next to the bar, making her maid outfit even more clearly visible.

Su Hui sat on the bar stool, his posture casual, yet he exuded an invisible sense of pressure.

Su Hui's gaze was undisguised, carrying a condescending scrutiny as it fell upon that pretty face that always carried a hint of coldness.

He reached out, his fingertips first touching Claire's slightly cool cheek. Beneath her delicate skin, he could almost feel a slight tremor that she was trying so hard to suppress.

Then, he ran his fingers through her light pink, shoulder-length hair, feeling the smoothness of the strands.

Su Hui leaned forward slightly, getting close to her neck, his nose almost touching her neck, gently inhaling the faint fragrance emanating from her body, a mixture of the freshness after a bath and the unique scent of a young girl.

This action carries an irresistible sense of possession, yet it is not a frivolous display of lust.

Claire's body stiffened for a moment, then she forced herself to relax.

Her breathing was shallow, and her bright eyes tried hard to remain calm, but a hint of tears quietly gathered in her eyes.

Do you know why I called you here?

Su Hui's deep voice, tinged with amusement, broke the silence in the room.

His fingers remained in her hair, gently caressing it.

Claire's throat moved, uttering a barely audible syllable.

"Ah."

She nodded slightly, indicating that she understood.

"Master...Master, I will serve you well."

In this apocalyptic world, Claire knew very well what her own value was.

The moment Su Hui summoned her, she was already prepared to show herself.

She kept Harley's words firmly in her heart.

You have to give something to get something!

obviously,

After spending more than a month together, experiencing anxiety, tension and relaxation, and moments of confusion, loss, self-doubt, and a lack of charm.

Su Hui's unexpected busyness seems to have fulfilled part of the idle play.

Shyness, like a fine electric current, coursed through her body, causing Claire's cheeks to flush and her face to light up, but her eyes still shone brightly.

Claire reached out and grasped Su Hui's hand that was stroking her cheek, while her other hand reached towards Su Hui's chest, feeling his firm chest.

The girl took a deep breath and spoke first.

"I... this is my first time, but I... studied dance for a while before."

"If you don't mind... I can jump for you."

Claire's voice was tense, as if she wanted to use dancing to ease her shyness.

The sudden suggestion surprised Su Hui.

He hadn't originally planned to do anything; he called Claire over mainly to perform a synthesis and enhance her strength.

But upon hearing Claire's somewhat proactive yet shy suggestion, and considering that they still needed to wait for Ava's arrival, they couldn't help but become interested.

He truly hadn't expected that Claire, who usually appeared cold, capable, and unsmiling, would take the initiative to make such a request.

"Oh?"

Su Hui chuckled softly, released his hand from her hair, and leaned back in a relaxed posture.

"Then I'll look forward to it and see how sincere you are."

With Su Hui's permission, Claire seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, yet also became even more nervous.

She took two steps back, creating a small distance between herself and Su Hui, and stood in the open area in the center of the entertainment room.

Claire took a deep breath, and her slightly restrictive maid outfit now exuded a unique allure because of her next move.

There is no music.

Her movements, though silent, were full of rhythm.

Claire danced a K-pop dance.

At first, it was just slight swaying of the body, adapting to this unfamiliar "performance".

Her handsome face was tinged with obvious shyness and unease, a stark contrast to her usual aloof demeanor.

But soon, her movements gradually loosened up.

Her supple waist began to sway, tracing alluring curves.

Her short skirt fluttered with her movements, and beneath the black lace trim, her long, slender legs, encased in black stockings, were sometimes visible and sometimes hidden.

Her taut waist swayed nimbly like a water snake, and her pert buttocks drew alluring curves, each movement precisely hitting the most tantalizing point.

Her dance moves weren't as flawless as a professional dancer's, but they carried a raw, untamed quality and a deliberate attempt to please.

It is an imitation of certain vague images from her memory, mixed with her own understanding of "pleasing".

Twist your hips, sway your buttocks, bend over, and straighten your chest.

Every movement is full of strong suggestive meaning.

The cutout design on the maid outfit accentuated her curves, making her breasts appear even more voluptuous. The snow-white skin and deep cleavage were enough to attract the attention of any man.

Su Hui leaned against the bar, a crystal glass now in his hand, the liquid inside gently swirling, reflecting Claire's slightly rapid breathing and flushed cheeks.

He didn't speak, he just watched quietly.

Claire's eyes initially darted away, but gradually, she seemed to become immersed in this strange atmosphere.

The sense of shame remained, but it was suppressed by a stronger emotion.

She knew Su Hui was watching.

His gaze felt like it had a tangible warmth, soothing every inch of her skin.

The dance moves became increasingly daring and passionate.

She circled around Su Hui, getting closer and closer, her body curves displayed to their fullest extent before his eyes.

After a spin, when she got close to Su Hui again, her body almost crashed into his arms.

A hint of a smile flashed in Su Hui's eyes.

He reached out and firmly wrapped his arm around Claire's soft waist, preventing her from retreating.

Claire gasped softly, instantly losing her balance and falling into a firm, warm embrace.

next moment,

Her lips were taken.

Su Hui's kiss was full of domineering and aggressiveness.

From a light touch, to a steady kiss on the red lips, a quick taste, and then to sucking on the red lips, the large tongue invaded Claire's mouth like a conquering empire, savoring the sweet saliva.

Step by step, he lured Claire into his trap.

At that moment, her mind went completely blank.

The little tongue of the clove was like a helpless little animal, clumsily dodging left and right but could not escape Su Hui's wolfish capture, teasing the pink and soft tongue, and they intertwined together.

Claire had never experienced anything like this before. Under Su Hui's passionate kiss, her body went limp instantly, and she could only cling to him helplessly, letting him do whatever he wanted.

Shyness, panic, and a secret expectation intertwined in her heart.

She responded awkwardly, her body trembling slightly with nervousness.

Su Hui's hands began to roam over her body, feeling the warmth of her skin and the curves of her body through the thin fabric.

The maid's apron was easily pulled aside, and his hand caressed her pert buttocks, kneading them wantonly.

Claire let out a suppressed moan, her body gradually softening in his arms.

The atmosphere in the room became increasingly alluring and ambiguous. Su Hui's hand slid from behind her buttocks into the maid's short skirt, lifting the thin fabric to reveal her long, beautiful legs encased in black stockings.

The nimble fingers, like playing the piano, tentatively explored the inside of Claire's thighs wrapped in black stockings, the fingertips caressing the delicate feel of the stockings, touching Claire's secret garden, which had become wet and tight due to passion.

Through the thin panties, Su Hui's palm teased Claire's mound of flesh, making her body go from soft to wet.

"rustle……"

With its matte finish, Su Hui navigated through the dense forest and pinpointed the hidden flower bud in the garden.

"Ah! Master...no...ah...it itches so much there..."

With just a gentle kneading, Claire's delicate body trembled violently, her bright eyes filled with tears, and she let out a soft cry.

She tried to squeeze her legs together, but Su Hui's fingers deftly parted them. Soon her panties were soaked with honey, clinging tightly to her delicate petals, emitting a sweet fragrance.

“Master... Waaah... Ugh... Sizzle... Hmm…”

Claire tried to grab Su Hui's arm to stop him from further aggravating that sensitive spot.

But Su Hui wouldn't let her have her way; he immediately kissed her, silencing her.

Without stopping his hands, Su Hui sensed Claire's arousal and deftly parted her lace panties with his fingertips, directly pinching her weak spot. The delicate body in his arms trembled as if electrocuted.

This stimulation caused Claire to experience a nerve shock, making it impossible for her to breathe!

"Pop! Haa, haa..."

When Su Hui stopped kissing, Claire's eyes had become moist, her lips were tinged with saliva, and she was breathing heavily with her tongue slightly dangling.

That once handsome face was now devoid of its coldness, replaced by a captivating allure.

Extremely contrasting!

With a wicked grin, Su Hui quickened the pace of his fingers, his fingertips slowly sliding along the slippery entrance, sometimes squeezing and kneading the weak spot, sometimes probing into the passage to tease it, bringing out the "gurgling" sound of water and Claire's sobs.

"Ah... Master... I can't take it... Mmm..."

Claire's legs unconsciously tightened, while her hips swayed involuntarily in response to the movement of her fingers.

The black lace skirt swayed, honey dripped down the black stockings, and the beautiful legs in black stockings trembled slightly under Su Hui's teasing, the toes curling inside the stockings.

Claire's moans grew more urgent, her body trembling and twisting restlessly in Su Hui's arms. The cutouts on her maid outfit revealed her snow-white cleavage, her large breasts rising and falling with her breath, the nipples standing erect beneath the fabric.

Su Hui reached his other hand into her chest and grabbed her full breasts, his fingertips sinking into the smooth, fragrant flesh.

Thumb and forefinger circled around the pink bud, gently kneading and pulling, the coordinated movements of both hands bringing out Claire's suppressed sobs.

"Mmm...Master...This is too exciting!"