On the night where the moon shines brightly, a breeze gently lifted and swayed the white curtains. It is so peaceful and quiet as if time had stopped. The atmosphere so serene and the air seem to embrace comfort.
It is now a season where flowers bloom so there were some petals swaying along the wind. The sound of fluttering leaves from the trees can be heard as they whispered their natural chant, and the howling sounds of animals coming from the nearby forest can make a person's knee wobble.
The wind blew moderately and passed through the flower beds of the desolate looking house and the petals and pollen began to mix with the air, dancing and swaying like fairies having gentle waltz under the bright night sky.
Sweet fragrance wafted the air with the scent of flowers and something... something much sweeter and distinct than any floral scent. It is undeniable that the scent is distinctly sweet.
The room is large but simple with only a few old furnitures and paintings were hanging by the wall. A white vase filled with fresh picked roses on top of the table and a few romance novel beside it. The floor is made from a creaking hardwood and there were no soft carpets to lay the feet on. Likewise, the room as a whole is cold and it is not suitable for the body.
Looking around, you can see that it is so simple that anybody could ask if a noble lady really lives in the room.
'Who would have thought even that somebody lives here? Is this a warehouse?'
Indeed. It is. And this fact is infuriating.
Directing the gaze towards the bedside, there are white curtains hanging above the huge bed and a silhouette comes to view.
Slender legs were lifted to the shoulder of a young man. His backside is manly and his muscles were tout under the distinguishable black robe. His posture was bent as if worshipping something in front of him, and praying over something... but the lapping and squelching sound betrayed that presumption.
Red tongue were attached to a pinkish flesh. It is dripping and sopping wet. The flesh was constantly abused as he circled and drew his name using his naughty tongue.
Lewd sounds seemed to echo around the quiet and still room, which aggravated the thirst and excitement of the man. He felt hot and sweaty even after he loosened his clothes and let his strong chest peek from the clothes.
"Aillenne... why are you so sweet? I like slurping your fluids."
"Why are you so wet? Do you really like being touched by me? By my long and hot tongue? Slurp!"
He murmured, eyes closed while savoring the pinkish flesh of the girl. He couldn't believe that such place could be so delicious and sweet that he felt refreshed and filled with vitality.
The man smiled and swept his shiny black hair back and admired her view for a moment before dipping back his head to eat.
Slurp!
Lewd sounds filled the air and the sweet scent seemed to become much stronger than usual.
The girl being eaten looked uncomfortable, with lips so wet, face red and sweating, but still in deep sleep despite the man's licentious actions. He gazed at the red candle emitting a white smoke, which is so familiar to him. The candle had an effect of making a person fall asleep while making their senses dull and it is effective to people who have low tolerance to potions and have little mana.
He grinned. Everything is set in place. He kissed her soft, pomegranate-like red lips and kissed her neck inhaling her sweet scent. He then released his monstrous, stiff and hard member from its confines pound it by his hands in hurried motions.
"Aillenne...haa... Aillenne..."
He moaned loud and his heightened arousal is making him crazier. He continued the hurried motions as he fondled her small body under his. A white fluid is peeking in the eye of the man's cock.
If anybody were to see this, they would go crazy thinking if they are still living in reality as the man's action were the total opposite of what he's viewed by others.
He kissed her again and give his best to restrain his desire to gobble her up while being careful of not leaving his marks on her skin.
"Ahh... Aillenne. My love..."
He is now panting and growling, calling out her name without fear of being heard by anyone within the area.
Fap! Fap!
He's slowly losing his sanity as temptation whispered in his ears to put his cock on the dripping hole and pound it with all his might, releasing all his desire and breed her like a stallion.
He licked the girl's ear, neck, lips and cleavage like marking her as his own. He brought his cock near her cave and lathered the fluids from her vagina to his penis until it is wet and full of sheen.
He pounded and pounded his endowment with his hand as the other journeys other places and sometimes kneading her breasts and touching her small hole and it would sometimes sweep the protruding bead of her flower hole... until a gooey mess were excreted from the tip of the mushroom.
Few white fluids were spewed to the woman's face and lips. At the sight, his lips drew a fine arc as he is amused of his creation.
"I wish I could fuck you while being awake so I could see your expression."
The girl also came and the sheet behind her became a mess.
"Damn! Aillenne look at that dripping lewd hole of yours. Let me clean this up."
He cleaned it up again using his lips and swallowed the fluid. He is very satisfied and had his fill. The young man cleaned the girl properly this time and fixed himself.
Now, no one will know that the young man were previously eating and doing a lewd thing as he went back to his hard and stoic expression.
Looking back at the girl, now coated with a blanket, no trace could be seen of their previous affair. No one will know aside from him, the wind and silence.
"You made me like this, Aillenne...I hope someday you'll be able to accept who I am truly with your arms open as we ravish each other without restrains."
He kissed her head and went back to the same route he passed, by the large window, he then disappeared.