Khalifa: Queen in the Apocalypse

At this time, Khalifa who was sleeping peacefully in the professor’s embrace,

was woken up by the incessant vibrating of her phone.

She rubbed her eyes to see who it was. It took a moment for her eyes to focus on the caller ID and she realized that it was a video call request from Kaize.

Although they had unofficial agreements that only Khalifa could initiate video calls, it seemed that Kaize had been away for a long time.

Jacob was, too, and in the back of her head she wondered how his tournament went.

But before she accepted the call, she remembered her current naked self and gestured to get up.

However, as she moved, the strong arms around her stomach tightened.

"Professor?" She uttered out, her sweet voice entering his ears.

A warm hand crept up to grope her breast, while the other one caressed her legs eventually ending in the middle of her legs.

"Ha…," Khalifa gasped.

He continued his ministrations, his tongue lapping her skin, fingers wreaking havoc inside of her, drowning her in pleasure.

"Hnngg…"

However, at the back of her mind she could still remember the phone.

And the phone continued to vibrate, eventually awakening her.

She held his arm firmly, halting his movements, and she shivered when the tips of his fingers continued to wiggle inside.

"I need to take this." She told him, a little more sternly.

He frowned and didn’t stop. If anything, his caresses turned wilder, with a finger even entering her folds while the base of his palm exerted continuous pressure on her clit.

"Ha..ah, ahhh—professor, stop, ah!" She escaped his grasp and turned to look at his frowning face.

Her heart softened and she leaned down to give him a chaste peck on the lips. He leaned down again to capture her lips, winning more intimacy.

She let him be for a while, before patting his cheek softly.

"I’ll be back to you later, I promise." She told him and gestured to get out the bed, just after giving him one last peck.

She scooted away to the edge, taking the bathrobe nearby to dress herself.

Caius covered his eye with his arm as she heard the rustle of cloth not far away.

He had monopolized her for so long, he had forgotten she had other lovers out there.

The renewed realization hit him in the gut.

’I’ll be back to you later.’ she had said, and it was enough to calm him down.

At least that was what he told himself, the heaviness brought by the door closing notwithstanding.

***

Khalifa tightened her bathrobe and went to another room, opening up the lights and finally answering her phone as she settled on the bedroom sofa.

Kaize smiled at her, looking a little haggard, the light of the reddish sky outside seeping through the windows of his hotel room, indicating his timezone far away from her.

"Are you alright?" She couldn’t help but ask, seeing his eyebags and unkempt hair.

"It’s fine. I was supposed to go there today, but the airport went on lockdown." He frowned as he remembered the hassle he went through.

He was so excited to be with her again that he rushed the jobs here quickly, but look at this damned thing.

Where did this flu come from?

"I want to go home soon. I miss you." He said, longing in his voice.

"Me too." She said, smiling.

His eyes absorbed the image of the beautiful woman in front of him.

"How is everything?" He asked. "The weapons should be ready in a week or two."

"Thank you for your help." She said, "Then we’d need to actually study how to use them, too."

She mused about where to place a shooting range in the island, and easily decided on one or two locations.

"Don’t worry, I know how to handle weapons." He said, smug.

"Your friend taught you?"

"...I learned for a music video."

She giggled, and Kaize watched her with loving eyes.

"I also ordered a few tons of local food here. To be delivered also in a few weeks." He said, and this made her eyes brighten more than the weapons did.

"I brought some local fish, fruits, and vegetables. You’re going to love it."

She smiled widely. "I trust your judgment."

"What’s my reward?"

"What reward do you want?"

"Well, your body is a given." He said, licking his lips. "What about the room next to yours in that new place?"

He looked at her with deep eyes. "I do have a room on that island of yours, right?"

She giggled. "Of course."

Then she paused at the room arrangements. "Well, you can get a room next to mine."

"Great." He said, "So what’s the building status now?"

Khalifa thought for a while and summarized the progress.

Mobilization had already begun the previous day and orders for various supplies had already been made.

Other than basic food and water, each protection area and container would also have at least a hundred sets of basic articles of clothing and jackets for all ages and sizes.

The two discussed their future home for a while before Kaize laid down the bed and looked at her longingly. "I really wish we were talking about this in person."

She smiled warmly at him, touching his face on the screen. "Then we will make up for the time missed when you return."

Kaize’s unique orbs brightened at this and he sat up. "You promise?"

"Of course."

However, he stared at her heatedly. "Can we have phone sex?"

"What?"

"It means we pleasure ourselves as if the other is doing it. Wanna try?"

She paused. She had never done anything like this before. She was naturally intrigued.

Kaize smiled at her curious face and he stood up to close the curtains. Not only was it to ensure his privacy, but also to minimize the distance between them.

Such a telltale sign that they were in different timezones was thus removed.

His sharp seductive eyes on the camera, he slowly took off his clothing, piece by piece, until he was fully exposed.

Khalifa admired his good body, wide shoulders, strong body and abs, and that sexy mermaid line.

"Your turn." His eyes heated up as he stared at her covered body. Khalifa gestured to untie her robe but paused, recalling the many, many, love marks that were in there.

In order not to kill the man’s mood, she simply opened up her legs to the phone, exposing her wet honeydew.

Although there were red marks it wasn’t as obvious as fully exposing herself.

How could Kaize not see the kiss marks inside her thigh? But he did not ask her to open it; he knew she held back for his sake.

A few moments later, their phones were placed at good angles a meter away from them.

They pleasured themselves in front of it with no trace of shame.

"Ahh.. Khalifa…" Kaize moaned out, sensually moving his hand, eyes fixed on her video in his phone.

"Hngggg, ahhh! Kaize… ah…" she pleasured herself with her hands, her fingers going in and out her wet hole. Her other hand was groping her breast, molding it to different shapes, and occasionally making it jiggle for his benefit.

She was massaging her clitoris crazily, chasing her orgasm, and Kaize’s eyes burned at the sight.

So Incredibly sexy.

Kaize’s already bated breath became more and more stagnated as the pumping of his hands became faster and faster.

"I’m coming, I’m coming!"

"Haaa... ahh… me too!"

"Oh, Khalifa!" He exclaimed as he exploded, seed splattering on the screen.

Khalifa also yelled. "Ngghh!!"

After squirting everything Kaize’s phoenix eyes looked at the screen, trying to see as much of her orgasm as he could.

He ingrained the image of her flushed face and glazed eyes in his head and on his phone, with his heart beating incredibly quickly.

"I love you, Khalifa." He said, but the video ended abruptly before she could respond.

It took a moment for Khalifa to realize the line was cut off.

Khalifa blinked and looked at the hand on the phone. "Professor?"

She looked at the man with dark eyes fixed hotly on her body.

Judging by his erect member visible through his pajamas, he had been watching for a long time.

He stepped forward and took the phone, turning it off to place at a far away surface.

"You took too long to come back." He explained, leaning forward and touching her leaking hole.

Khalifa moaned, and she gasped when he inserted two more fingers.

He nibbled her ears and licked, whispering. "Why tire yourself out when I’m right here?"

He untied her robe and pushed her down the bed.

His fingers went straight inside her honey cave, the base of his palm grinding on her bud.

Her back arched and she gripped his shoulder, letting the pleasure take her.

"Ha…ah~!"

He increased the pace of his pumping, adding a third finger, and adding a sensual motion to the grinding on her clit.

He stroked her with his hand, over and over, until she finally reached her peak, and her juices exploded on his hand, drenching it.

Her mouth was parted and face was extremely flushed. Her beautiful eyes looked at him, asking him to do more.

But… he shook his head.

He leaned down and licked her ears, whispering, "Not yet." He said.

Khalifa blinked in puzzlement, until his fingers started pumping inside of her again, over and over.

He made sure to make her cum several times with just his fingers after that.