"So you're just going to let do all the work?" her utter bafflent audible in her voice. When no response ca from him, she looked to his eyes and saw them shut, his breathing steady like he was already in the thralls of sleep.
A tick of annoyance rose to her brow, she knew fully well that he was feigning it. This was just his way of poking her along.
'fine, fine,' she thought.
With a guff she freed herself from the warm embrace of her blanketentering into the still warm and well insulated air of the bunkerand rolled onto her knees. Just faintly noticing one of Parc's eyes peering through the lid to leer at her. Every where his gaze would roam would stroke heat into her skin, rising goosebumps filled with lecherous wanting which only proved to further heighten her senses.
Swallowing her trepidation, Sumr skirted closer to Parc's side, set her hands over his chest and felt the tautness of his muscles against her fingers. Using him as a ballast she threw one leg over him and straddled him. Through two barely opened lids her stared at her, at the faint exoticness of the scalloped brim of the barely-hiding-anything teddy lingerie.
Sumr sucked her lips into her mouth turning them to two thin lines as she pondered if she should go through with the mischievous thought that had suddenly brimd to life in her mind. When her breath ca out in a hiss, so too did determination billow heavily in her expression. With a makeshift pumping up of her head, Sumr puffed her flushing cheeks up, rose her buttocks from Parc's belly and into the air, and with a slight fumble, spun herself around atop him. Now coming to straddle his waist with her back to him, letting him catch full view of the few straps accentuating her pale skin and the single one that dug into the crevice of her ass.
Yet Sumr was not done here, returning her buttocks into the air, she wrapped her fingers around Parc's upper thighs and awkwardly sidled herself up Parc's body, finally ending when her dampening pussy thinly hidden behind the lace crotch of her teddy lood like a dripping, hungering maw above Parc's face.
He licked his lips, now unashadly opening his eyes fully to lock on to the puffy pink flesh peering through from the sides. If he looked down faintly he could see the bumps of Sumr's breasts, though that was soon redied when Sumr lowered her hips and uncaringly slathered her lower lips over his mouth.
In reality her eyes had bolted open while her brain went 'nope' and was currently malfunctioning. Hands over her cheeks as she stead, she though, 'ohgodohgodohgodwhatamIdoing?' practically screaming at this ridiculously un-like her action.
At first Parc kept still, the only indication of his acknowledgent being a light garbled gurgle, the vibrations of which stroked her pussy through the fabric and began a light shivering course of electricity along her spine.
As her eyes darted around unfocused as if attempting to follow a darting fly, the 'fly' soon landed and drew Sumr's gaze to Parc's crotch. Her mind, still addled by milky embarrassnt, rapidly restarted at the sight of the dragon attempting to break free from the prison that was his pants. Sumr licked her lips and felt as though her reservations to being the one in control were lting away. At the sa ti Parc's hands pulled out from beneath his head and saddled up and squeezed her plump, aty thighs. His tongue snaked free from his mouth and as he gasped for breaths, he pushed it out and began to stroke the silk, focusing his attention on the nodule that was her protruding clitoris blaring red from her lust.
Sumr still staring intently at his mounding cock unconsciously began to grin her hips, stroking her pussy against his nose and letting him taste every inch of her honeypot.
"Haa-mmmohhh," she lowly whined. Her entire body shivering from his skilling tonguing.
No sooner was she drawn back to his pants, to his cock, did she slide her hands down his tight chest, her own body bowing to follow her hands down until ultimately she was just a few small centitres from the twitching tent. Wetting her lips even more she moved a shaky hand down and pinched the first button and nimbly undid it, then the next, then the one after that until finally the tightness of the tent loosened allowing his dark, body conforming underpants to rise with elasticity even higher. She gulped, hesitating if only for a second before she was peeling those off as well.
Seconds is what it took before Parc's mber shot out, its curve even now after she'd tasted and felt it ploughing her pussy, still terrified her. It was thick, veined, the glans and frenulum engorged and pink just waiting for her lips to bare down and squeeze back the blood pooling inside. Heat coloured her skin scarlet, though not only from the rising lust inside her, but from the intense musk his cock was giving off. It blended not only from his own unbearably strawberry and coconut aroma, but there was sothing else, a hint of a woman. If she looked closer she could see a few glossy spots where Glynda's own nectar had yet to fully dry.
Sothing inside Sumr, sothing deep within the recesses of her heart.
Jealousy.
Pursing her lips, Sumr huffed and brought her face closer. In response his sword trembled, shivering from the heated breaths she was pushing over it.
Sumr, in a bout of hazed wanting, let her tongue leak forth and tasted with the tip, the base of his cock. It was different than normal, not as musky yet much, much more potent. It was even sweeter than she was used too and even a bit sticky. Her tongue trailed from the base and to the frenulum and lapped up as much of Parc's taste and Glynda remnants. Touching the frenulum, her head arched over bringing her lips to the other side of the glans and steadily tightened her lips around it and began to gently suckled it like a lollipop. Her tongue all the while danced, stroking over the back before wrapping around and teasing the underside.
From her crotch Parc's peeled her teddy's crotch off and unhesitatingly burrowed his tongue deep into her clamping vulva. Skillfully twisting and coiling it into most sensitive spot within her shallows.
When his rough tongue stroked the bundle of nerves lightning bolted through her body and sent her back arching.
"Haa-!" she cried, the muscles of her pussy contracted, tightening around Parc's tongue like it itself was a cock.
"Guu-hng-oh fuck-" Sumr ground her hips with haste as Parc's hands gripped her thighs tugging her deeper. Convulsions soon clamped her jaw tight causing her eyes to rumble and flicker on the verge of orgasm. Mind rocking between sanity and ecstasy, Sumr forced her sanity to reign supre and before Parc's devilish tongue could bully her sensitives anymore, bucked her hips upwards removing his tongue from her pussy and lingered there above him. Her nectar dripping in viscous lines onto his face. She shivered, her chest tight as the lingering sensation of his invasive tongue began to dissipate.
When it was at more apt levels, Sumr steeled her excitent, flipper herself around and straddled his waist with her hands over his shoulder and cock between the crack of her ass.
No words were spoken before the two as Sumr rose her hips once more, Parc's cock rising to et the horny slit. Sumr bared down but it slipped free, rising again this ti she snaked a hand down and gripped his base to keep it steady as she lowered down, her lips finally wrapped around the glans. One centitre, two, then three, then no more. She paused, shivered and t with Parc's animalistic eyes.
Even having fucked Glynda he still wanted her, he was nothing but a beast, an animal seeking a harem of whores. Her mind raced. She didn't hate them, not Kuro, not Esdeath, not Glynda, not any of those girls at the restaurant. She knew she was jealous, jealous they could have him when she yearned for him. Yet she loved that jelousy, she latched onto it, felt it coil like an infective virus in her crotch begging her to imagine the horrible thought of Parc pounding them.
So that is when she decided, when her jealousy turned to mischeivity, into not love, but lust. Parc could have those girls. He could fuck them, break them, leave them littered around the house dripping with sen from their every orifice.
But when he was with her. He was hers.
She may not always be on top, she may not be the one controlling the flow. But she was going to be the one to latch her legs around him and force him to be hers and only hers.
A click from the side drew her gaze, to the opening door where the silhouette of Kuro stood, her dark eyes staring at her.
A smile rose to Sumr's lips, one filled with lust and wanting.
Then snap, her hips ramd down, her pussy swallowed Parc's cock, her back arched and she scread in silence. Her entire body fell into quivers as a tide of squirt shot from her pussy glazing Parc's lower half and turning the bed around them a shade darker. Even as Kuro's feet slapped closer, she began to grind, to boounce on his mber. Her hands touched and explored his chest as his hands gripped her hips.
This night, as Kuro lay besides them trading kisses and teased Parc's nipple with her tongue, Sumr felt glee and fulfilnt. Though short in the grand sche of things, Sumr was fulfilled.
***
Stumbling into her room, the door blared clatteringly shut behind her. No more than a second went by of firm standing before Glynda collapsed, seating herself with her legs in an M as harsh panting assailed her. It felt like just minutes since Parc ramd his dick inside her. Bullied her pussy, no her womb, no, her. She could feel it sloshing inside her, his sen as thick as oil filled her womb, ran up her tubes, cruelly seeking out any eggs to latch on and force her to beco pregnant, just like that Esdeath woman.
Her aura thankfully if focused sealed away that possibility.
Shivering heavily she slid her legs out from under her and rested her back weakly against the door. Staring down over her breat to the sharpened nipple pushing through the strap of her dress and even further down where a slight discolouration marred her dress' crotch, she pursed her lips.
She may have gotten two questions answered, but neither could pay for the humiliation she had experienced. Nothing could pay for the fact she enjoyed it. Enjoyed having that man force her into the alley, forced her to spend hours with the vibrator ruining her concentration forced her to enjoy the feeling of his sen crashing against the depths of her cervix.
Spreading her legs, she opened the slit of her dress and stared blankly at her vagina. Her panties now discoloured a dirty shade of white. Breathing hitching, she nervously drew a hand beneath the elastic and slid two fingers along her labium, collecting a fingerful of Parc's sen before pulling free and holding the thining fluid before her eyes. She gulped, licked her lips, and just as quickly berated herself for the sickening thought it brought about, 'no, I can't I'm not tasting it. I'm not that sick.' She reasoned but knew fully well that should this sick relationship go on, she would beco just that woman.
A buzzing of her purse startled her and she quickly tugged from her purse her scroll and opened it to see a new ssage arrived from Ozpin.
'Co to my office early in the morning. I believe we have sothing to talk about.'
Colour left her skin and her head thunked painfully against the door. "I cannot tell him I fucked Evans"
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