Her eyes quivering as she lingered on the brink of ecstasy, Zyponia didn’t hesitate to raise the speed on him once again, the sweet moaning of his only adding to her rapture.

  Though, as she felt the prodding rod around her palm beginning to tense up while twitching, she quickly stopped pleasuring herself, instead glancing up at his face that didn’t try to veil his emotions anymore, falling to the depths of bliss.

  Focusing her sight around the tip, she saw as the hole started to gather up a viscous, limpid substance, not hesitating to spread it across her finger. Using her left hand to stroke around the base of his cock, she used the smeared finger of her right hand to tease the frenulum and the underside of his glans, promptly seeing as the man’s abs started to clench up.

  No, the whole of his being started to firm up as she went slightly to the side, seeing as a pale, white liquid of a sticky consistency started to travel away from the tip.

  In a powerful arch all the way behind her, he breathed harshly as he released his load, leaving some around the girl’s face. However, unlike his premonition, she didn’t behave disgusted or revolted towards it. Instead, she scooped his remains around her fingers before bringing it closer to her mouth and tasting the substance.

  “As I thought, even your cum is special,” she said, eating all of the goopy substance before licking her fingers clean. “It’s sweet, and full of energy,” she added before smiling again, seeing as his member started to rise up again from the light remarks.

  “Well, I would love to do it again, but,” Zyponia lingered near the end, waiting to speak out, however, her voice was quickly drowned by the man.

  “Let me do it now,” he said before her smile blossomed further. “How do you want me to do it?” He asked before a comforting silence reverberated the space. Suddenly, Zyponia became all bashful as she pointed down at herself.

  “Could you lick me?” She asked softly, her face flaring up somewhat and restraining to glance at his face any longer. However, her eyes promptly widened before her head vehemently turned towards him, questioning his actions. Scooping the girl’s legs from below, he raised Zyponia above the water’s surface, only for her to briskly catch herself against the bath’s rims.

  “What are you doing?” She asked momentarily, only to quiver beneath his sultry breath. Feeling his hot mouth around her sensitive area, she clenched her teeth, as well as the hands and feet around the tub’s edges.

  Tightening her grasp, her lower body flung up ever so slightly from his sudden indulgence, however, she couldn’t really move anywhere because he supported her. So, staying in the position, she had been at his mercy, though it didn’t seem like the girl tried to fight. “Haa, nghh,” she moaned, the man unable to hear it because of the focus he portrayed.

  Hastening under his diligent care, her loud breathing with occasional whimpers started to mold towards the latter. Not veiling any of her soft sweet moans suspended in an air of arousal anymore, the melody only strengthened the tight feeling around his groin.

  Closing her eyes to experience the feeling even more, she couldn’t watch his antics anymore. With agile and swift motions, he rocked his tongue up and down, pressing his lips around her lower ones, opening the entrance meekly. Still, despite the sounds she began releasing from his actions, Lutiel suddenly felt the area above his right wrist lit up, stuck below the girl’s left shoulder.

  ‘The glyph…’ he thought to himself, lightly raising an eyebrow while halting the movement a bit, her voice consequently lowering itself. ‘Hmm? I should focus on the top of the vulva, huh?’ He wondered while the mark itched at him, reflecting brightly on the waters with two of the streaks glowing.

  Pulling away from her genitals and immediately getting a fast reaction from the top, he came to a halt before glancing at her forbidden place. “Why have you stopped?” She asked after a moment, however, no reply came out of him, at least quickly.

  Looking at the slightly spread apart, pinkish violet labia, he didn’t ponder too much about the opening, instead following upwards to glance at the rounded, protruding part near the top of the demon’s pussy. Before long, he already lowered his mouth around her vagina once again, this time receiving a somewhat halted reaction.

  Gasping tightly as he flicked the firm, minute ball around that connected the sprawling lips on the top, he suddenly sucked onto it, getting a brisk, high-pitched shriek flowing from the lady, followed by countless breaths lingering with lust.

  “Ghhaa!” She screamed again as the man danced his tongue around her clitoris and pussy, sploshing sounds reverberating through the space while her lower body started to drench up from his advances.

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  Faster than ever, he continuously brushed his tongue against the clit and vulva, under the three streaks that hid themselves from her closed vision. Zyponia couldn’t help but close her eyes shut. Her body convulsing under his licking and devouring, she could only express herself through the throat, yet even then, she slowly hesitated as something started to wash over her.

  Tightening her limbs and lower stomach involuntarily, the skin tightened with goosebumps when a nippy sensation started to pour over, followed by an indescribable warmth from below. “Nghhhh-” her tongue trailed off, flowing into a continuous moan before quickly heightening as he kissed her vagina harshly. “Ahhhhhhhh!” Zyponia screamed, unlike the steamy breaths she kept releasing. Tightening her stomach, suddenly, she half-opened her eyes, staring at the glimmering crystal, unable to focus correctly from the pleasure.

  She couldn’t even hear and feel as the stream of water she released started to fill the man’s mouth, some of it getting to his stomach before engulfing his face in her love juices. Weakening eventually, the powerful force around her lips turned into a continuous spurt of low pressure, as though she simply needed to relieve herself.

  Yet, constantly doing it at the man, he didn’t back away from the feeling. Rather, he enjoyed seeing her release the flow, as well as the reactions it made him have. Looking down at the veiny member of his, brimming with so much blood it started to hurt, he couldn’t help but look at her when she finally fell down to the waters on her own. Heaving up and down incessantly, her chest perfectly described whatever she felt at the moment.

  Looking at the man with a somewhat exhausted expression, it definitely underlined her satisfaction, a small smirk around her lips as she stared at his raised cock. Though, seeing it move quickly, she also felt his tip prod towards the entrance, making her frown in pleasure. However, she decisively parted her lips whilst grabbing onto his stiffened erection. “We can’t, not yet,” the girl spoke with a calm, soft tone as she once again neared his ears.

  Swiftly kissing his lips, he couldn’t be disappointed, feeling the swift movements of her right hand play out along his shaft and glans. Starting to lean back towards his side of the tub, she made him sit on its verge, using both hands to jerk her slave off. Yet, as the few minutes of her movements passed, she didn’t hesitate to take on the semen he spurted out, covering her face with all of it. Dripping down her lips and cheeks, she licked off most that she could, almost as though thirsting for his liquids.

  Before long, they quickly stepped outside of the bath before lying down on the warmed tiles, the man eating her master once again, letting her spray her waters in a similar time she needed to pull his semen out.

  Lingering along the floor and the bath intermittently, they couldn’t help themselves but stay inside for a bit longer.

  …

  Creeping through the windows with little care for the inhabitants, the light swooped the room briskly, illuminating the extensive space instantly. However, with its intentions clear, it still couldn’t awaken the one it wished for, veiled behind the deeply red curtains.

  Though, some of the plan still worked, the rays permeating through the material whilst taking on its bright verve and painting Zyponia’s unblemished face with bloody shadows of the wavy curtains.

  The nose and eyebrows flinching ever so slightly, her pink eyes gleamed under the luminous grace, staring at the fine fabric falling loosely onto her from the top, stopping nowhere near her body.

  She kept glancing ahead of herself, almost with a dead look smitten within her eyes, however, as she suddenly widened her eyes, all of her features scrunched up, grimacing before nimbly crumpling the duvet atop her body.

  Sitting up promptly, she quickly covered her face before sighing deeply, muffled grunts coming out of her as the images of last night circled around in her head. “Haaaa, what the hell have I done? Zyponia un Afiern, are you out of your mind?” She asked herself while constantly keeping the hands around her face.

  “She will kill me if she finds out. Ahh, who am I kidding? She would be elated,” murmuring under her nose and hands, she finally let her arms loose, falling down to the bedding while her somewhat rosy face came to light.

  “Ugh, we really did it, huh?” Although she asked, Zyponia was aware of the things playing out after the bath. Putting the collar back on him, nothing else happened. Yet, staring at the past, she once again put the hands around her face before looking down at the non existent ground, shaking her head incessantly at the thoughts in the murky parts of her brain.

  “What am I even thinking of? This will never happen again, I will make sure it won’t,” declaring while looking out beneath the sparse gap of the curtains, she finally uncovered her body from the duvet.

  With a blank face devoid of any emotions, she stared at her naked self, taking in all of the dim, almost purple spots around her breasts sparingly, immediately recalling as Lutiel sucked on her skin.

  Quickly, with speedy feet, she opened her wardrobe before a set of her pink undergarments flew through the room, arriving into her grasp as they met in the bedroom’s center. Putting her panties on first, she promptly set on the bra. Then, having already summoned it near her, the light pink dress started to crawl along her body from above, clinging wonderfully to her slender figure.

  Before long, she flipped her hair over to fall down her back, dressing up before her lady maid could ever discover the truths covering her body. And, as soon as the doors of the wardrobe fell to orderly silence, with the duvet faintly disturbed atop the bed, she turned towards the doors, where the ringing of knocks spoiled her ears.

  “Come in,” Zyponia spoke through the mess around her face, quickly putting on a solemn mien before the person could even unravel her image along their eyes.