Infinite Touch: One
Copyright© 2026 by Veiled One
Chapter 2
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 2 - He isn't meant to be touched. She isn't meant to want him. A quiet night, A touch breaks the rules no one dares to name. A girl, drawn by a pull she doesn't understand and doesn't resist, unleashes something the world wanted buried. As paths revealed, collide, desire blurs into danger. Blood flows, romance turns sharp. Loyalty fractures. Secrets surface. Some connections aren't forbidden because they're wrong, but because they change everything.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa Teenagers Consensual Reluctant Romantic Heterosexual Crime High Fantasy Mystery Science Fiction Extra Sensory Perception Magic Cheating MaleDom First Oral Sex Petting Size Slow Violence
The Senses
The Forest
Near his cabin, Zarius noticed movement inside. He slowed, alert, circling quietly before stepping up to the door and pushing it open in one sharp motion.
A startled cry answered him. She stood frozen next to his storage box, eyes wide with shock.
“You,” she gasped.
Zarius exhaled, tension easing, then closed the door behind him. “What are you doing here?”
“I ... I heard you visited Danson,” she said softly. “I wanted to see you.”
He nodded and stepped closer to her. She shivered and moved slightly.
His eyes fell on the open box. “How did you open it?”
“I saw you enter the code.”
He looked and nodded slowly before sitting on the bed’s edge, rubbing his face. “He seems like a good man.”
She blinked, then, realising what he meant, nodded. “He is.”
“Is he working?” Zarius asked.
“Yes, for a company based in the capital that supplies scientific hardware to other towns.
“How old is he?”
“Twenty-two.” She hesitated. “Me too. You?”
He didn’t answer. His expression hardened.
“I heard something today,” he said instead. “About an academy. Tests.”
Her attention sharpened. “Medna. At the north end of the planet, where they train young people who show signs of abilities, they come every two years to recruit.”
“Are you going?”
“Me? Why would I?” She shook her head, sighing disappointedly, “I don’t have any abilities.”
“You don’t? But...” he stopped suddenly, did I sense wrong? How would I even know? He thought.
He frowned and, before he could think, said, “You do.”
Her head snapped up. “What?”
“You reacted before you could see. Yesterday. Today.” He paused. “You sense.”
Silence stretched between them.
“Show me,” she whispered.
“I don’t know how”, he said.
“Oh.” She looked dejected.
Seeing her upset, he said, “Come on,” and stood up, taking her hand.
Outside, he stopped and scanned the forest. “Close your eyes.”
She did.
He moved fast, too fast, and she stumbled back instinctively.
“Why did you move?” he asked.
“I, because you were coming at me.”
“Your eyes were closed.”
“Of course. It was Clo...” She paused mid-sentence as understanding suddenly dawned on her.
“Wow, let’s do it again”, she yelled in joy and closed her eyes.
A stone hit her, and she asked, “Oww ... what?” as she opened her eyes and rubbed her shoulder.
He explained, “You should sense everything, not just people.”
“Okay, close your eyes and look for me,” he said, throwing a stone to his right before moving to his left. She turned toward his left, and he smiled.
He asked, “Why are you looking to the left? I am on the right!”
“What? You’re on the left,” she said, opening her eyes and seeing him on the left, where he was standing and nodding.
“Ok, again”, he said.
They started practising slowly at first, focusing on stones, distance, and movement. She was wrong at first, but then she began to sense clearly, surprising herself.
When she opened her eyes again, she felt breathless and exhilarated.
“I felt everything,” she said, awed.
Zarius nodded and remained standing too close to her, neither of them moving away.
He reached for her face. She tensed, then didn’t pull away.
The kiss was brief this time, intentional restraint rather than hunger, but it left her unsteady.
“I can’t,” she murmured. “Not again.”
“I know,” he said, lowering his hand. His voice was calm. Controlled.
They stayed like that for a moment longer. His finger was tracing her lips.
“You can use this,” he said suddenly, pressing his thumb. She gasped at what he implied, and the thumb slid into her mouth freely.
“No!” she exclaimed, her cheeks burning with embarrassment, eyes shut tight. He gently took her hand and set it on his waist.
“Look at me,” he said. She opened her eyes, and at his gaze, her hands again involuntarily moved to grasp his cock. It throbbed in her hand, and she gasped.
“Someone might come,” she said softly.
“Then sense them and stop before,” he replied as if it was apparent.
The thought sent a shiver through her.
“Do it”, he said. She wanted to resist, but she went down, feeling embarrassed and ashamed.
“Eyes on me”, he said, and her eyes went to his. Head nodded, she looked at his length and breathed out, she slowly lifted it and brought it to her face, she looked up at him, and leaned toward it, lips touching, he groaned, and she shivered.
Opening her mouth, she slowly slid the head in, gaze locked onto his. Heat crept to her cheeks at her situation, kneeling before him in the forest during broad daylight and doing this, her pussy started leaking. Then she suddenly heard a sound and froze.
She slowly started sliding her mouth, but not even half fit in her mouth. She slowly pulled back and slid in again, his gaze on hers. She heard the sound again, tried to turn, but his hand held her firmly. Her senses immediately sought the source of the noise.
He chuckled suddenly. His eyes shifted to her side; hers flicked toward it, and she saw a rodent on the ground, looking at her. She stopped her motion and looked at it, embarrassed, and felt him slide in and out of her mouth. Her gaze went to him, and the rodent now looked at her head tilted in a human-like manner. She felt embarrassed, but her juices leaked. He started increasing the speed, never going deep, but she felt it in her throat now and then, her senses expanded in embarrassment, and she felt the rodent and ... she gasped, her hand tightened on his wrist, and she started meeting his thrust halfway.
He groaned and sped up. Her senses expanded, insects, birds, she felt them, but didn’t know how. He maintained a steady pace, her gaze locked onto the rodent, it’s still watching her, observing her. She focused on it, wishing it would go. It stood there. She pressed her head hard onto him, while pushing her senses into the rodent, and she thought, Go away. It straightened and looked at her curiously. “Go away,” she thought firmly. It squeaked and suddenly ran away.
She gasped, eyes widened and looked at him, he smiled at her and moved again, she moved faster too and felt his cock throb in her mouth, he groaned, and held it near her throat, she felt the warmth and her, panties drenched as she came with him, drop after drop hit her throat and she swallowed instinctively, after a moment his breath slowed and pulled back slowly, its head rested on her lips, her tongue traced in unconsciously, he sighed and pulled away. She pulled his pants up, and then he helped her up. She wiped her mouth and looked down shyly.
“You did well,” he said at last.
She turned to him with an offended look and kept staring.
“The rodent,” he added with a chuckle in his voice. Then, more softly, “And this too.” His finger traced her lips.
Then, he kissed her, brief, gentle.
Her watch chimed. At the same time, Danson’s holo-image appeared in the air.
Guilt hit her hard. She pushed it down, barely, and accepted the call.
“Lija, where are you?” Danson asked. “You weren’t at your home.”
She hesitated, then glanced at Zarius. “I came out to meet you,” she said calmly. “Close to your street.”
Danson paused. “Really? Okay. I’ll see you there,” he said, then ended the call.
She exhaled and glanced back at Zarius, who had already moved away.
“Thanks,” she said softly. “For everything.” She hesitated. “See you tonight.”
She turned and left without looking back.
Zarius watched her until the trees swallowed her figure. Then he turned toward his door, his thoughts already drifting.
The academy. The older man’s words. Is that what he meant? Go to the academy.
His Node dimmed slightly, the shift briefly stealing his breath. Another thought came, unwelcome or so he thought. Her.
He looked back at the spot where they had stood just minutes earlier. He hadn’t expected this, the pull, the complication. One thing he knew for sure now: this town wouldn’t provide the answers he needed.
He would see what happens during the test.
The Ground
Velina stood in the middle of nowhere and wondered, not for the first time, why she was there.
The town of Wavin was rundown even by outer-region standards. She had been sent to recruit trainees where there was hardly anything worth testing. Some had tried to cheat, as if they could. She’d almost laughed at that.
She should have been assigned to the capital. To heirs. To bloodlines that produced real ability.
Whenever she asked why she was there, the response was always the same: a higher authority had requested it. No name, no explanation.
She didn’t look down on low-level recruits. In fact, they respected her more than the other academy’s trainees ever had. But her skills were wasted here. Or so she thought.
“Madam Velina,” a voice called.
She turned. “Yes, Mervin?”
“I think we’re finished,” he said, checking his tablet. “Everyone’s been tested. No one else is waiting.”
“How many?” she asked.
“Five. Two barely cleared level one. We recruited them to meet numbers.”
“That’s all?”
“Yes. Most in the age range were already recruited, or refused.”
Velina sighed. “Alright. Let’s wrap up.”
She took a step forward, then stopped.
Something brushed the edge of her awareness. She froze, a slight tension creeping up her spine. People were watching her, of course. That was normal. This wasn’t.
This presence felt raw. Wild. Dangerous, but not malicious. Not exactly.
Her pulse quickened. She reached out with her senses. Nothing. That was impossible. Nothing had ever eluded her. Not at the academy. Not in the capital. Not the ones near the rulers themselves.
“Instructor Velina?” Mervin asked. “Shall we go?”
“No,” she said absently. “We’ll stay until night. Arrange accommodations.”
“Until night?” He blinked. “Alright.”
She wasn’t listening.
Velina had already moved to the edge of the ground. People instinctively stepped aside as she stared into the forest. Nothing.
She turned to a man nearby. “Is there anyone living in the forest?”
“Forest?” he said, confused. “No.”
A woman behind him spoke up, saying, “Actually ... there is one. A boy. I think he lives there.”
Velina turned. “A boy?”
“Yes,” the woman nodded. “He’s big for his age, larger than most men. Handsome as well.” She smiled. “He keeps to himself, but helps out sometimes.”
“Anything unusual about him?” Velina asked.
The woman hesitated, then shook her head. “Not that I know of.”
Others nearby murmured their agreement.
“How big?” Velina pressed.
A man spoke up, saying, “I once saw the kingdom’s General. That boy’s his size.”
Velina inhaled sharply. Of a general size. Here. Her thoughts quickened. Is this the reason I was sent?
Suddenly, her Life Node surged, causing her breath to catch as it expanded. The cycle surged quickly, persistently and intensely.
Velina didn’t hesitate. She ran toward the forest, eyes scanning the treeline.
Zarius stood hidden behind a cluster of trees, watching the testing unfold.
The people who emerged from the hovering vehicle wore uniform shirts and trousers, men and women alike, and everything about them marked them as different. Purposeful. Controlled.
One by one, young people from the town stepped forward and showed what little they could do. Some tried to demonstrate real ability. Others, especially the men from the gangs, tried to cheat. The guards quickly pushed them aside, and their protests were ignored.
One man observed closely, recording notes. Zarius barely watched them.
His gaze was fixed on the woman standing apart from the others near the vehicle. She appeared detached and distracted, arms folded, a distant expression. Her uniform and posture were different.
She was beautiful, he noted absentmindedly. Her hair was gathered in a loose knot, her face tense with thought.
The man eventually approached her, they exchanged a few words, and then turned toward the vehicle.
Zarius watched her intently as his Node tightened. The cycle faltered, and the woman came to an abrupt stop.
The air around Zarius felt heavier, as if pressure was closing in. The man spoke to her. She responded curtly, then turned to face the forest. At him. Me? His breath caught. His Node dimmed and flared in a way it never did around others, another secret he kept buried.
She gestured toward the treeline, asked something to the others, then ran. How? Did she sense my presence?
Zarius didn’t wait to find out. He leapt silently, catching a branch and pulling himself upward. From there, he moved quickly, tree to tree, weightless and precise, circling wide before stopping high above.
The woman reached the edge of the forest. She stood exactly where he had been moments earlier. His eyes widened.
She scanned the trees, then crouched and placed her hand on the ground. Zarius had learned long ago not to leave footprints.
It didn’t matter. Her hand glowed softly, and the soil reacted, with his footprints appearing where they shouldn’t have been.
His Node surged violently, burning tightly beneath his chest.
At the same time, he noticed something beneath her uniform, a distortion centred over her sternum. She stiffened.
Velina crouched low, fingers pressed to the forest floor. Her Node reacted violently, shrinking and expanding out of sync. That had never happened before.
But the footprint, it radiated something raw. Uncontained. Predatory. And beneath that,
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