Chapter 176 - 169: Proper Send Off (R18)
However, instead of a graceful seduction or a smooth transition into intimacy, Lilith found herself fumbling.
It wasn't nervousness about what was about to happen, no, she was more than ready, but rather the uncertainty of how to respond to Ricky's words.
She had done this dance countless times before, Ricky would say something cheesy, she'd counter with something prideful, he'd push further to embarrass her, she'd deny it, and the game would continue.
But now, the distance between them has thrown everything off balance.
She hadn't seen Ricky for so long, and the reunion had simmered in her mind for days, turning into a perfect fantasy she had played out over and over.
Yet, when the moment finally arrived, she froze.
At first, she let out a small, awkward chuckle, searching for something, anything, to add to the moment, to make it feel natural.
But as the seconds passed, she spiraled deeper into her own head, overthinking every movement, every word, until she felt like she was stumbling over the very confidence she had meant to exude.
Ricky watched this unfold, his amusement growing as Lilith cycled through her struggle.
She'd raise her head, part her lips as if to say something, only to hesitate, close them again, and glance away in thought.
Then, after a brief pause, she'd turn back to him, ready to try again only to repeat the entire process.
It was like watching someone reboot in real time.
"You good, Lilith?" Ricky asked, raising an eyebrow at this bumbling vampire queen who scoffed at the thought.
"Me? Good? I've never felt gooder-better! I've never felt better." Lilith said while waving her hand, only to use something that wasn't even a word and quickly correct herself.
"Well, you look gooder." Ricky chuckled, using the made-up word as Lilith gritted her teeth then sighed heavily.
Sigh
Ricky sort of sighed, thinking he was going to get his much anticipated send-off only to see Lilith crumble.
"Come here." Ricky gestured, spreading his arms open. Lilith turned away with a slight pout, stubbornly avoiding his gaze.
"Come on, bring it in." Ricky wiggled his fingers, coaxing her forward. Her frown deepened, but after a moment of hesitation, she huffed and shuffled toward him, her steps slow and reluctant.
As soon as she was close enough, he wrapped his arms around Lilith, slithering her into his embrace and pulling her into his chest.
"Oh my sexy little vampire queen, how I missed you." Ricky laughed at his own words, resting his chin atop her head.
Lilith remained silent, closing her eyes as she breathed in his scent, the one that had long faded from the shirt she'd stolen after his battle with Dracula, her father.
"Come on, say you missed me back. Come on." Ricky teased, purposely rocking Lilith back and forth as she simply ducked her head, refusing to give him the satisfaction.
"Come on~" Ricky hummed, playfully guiding them both toward his bed until they collapsed onto it.
He shifted onto his side, his gaze settling on Lilith as she looked down with a neutral expression.
"I thought you forgot about me." Lilith admitted honestly, setting aside her usual queenly demeanor for a moment of raw truth.
"How could I forget about you-"
"I haven't talked to you in six months, Ricky, not even a letter," Lilith said gently, her red eyes lifting to meet him.
Ricky opened his mouth to respond but quickly shut it, realizing he had no excuse worth offering.
"Yeah, that was a little sh*tty on my part." Ricky admitted, scratching his chin since for all that he was and trying to be, he was still imperfect.
This was the main problem with having a lot of women tangled in your grasp, time.
You could shower them with gold, drape them in the finest silks, and place the rarest jewels in their hands, yet none of it would ever compare to what they truly desired: your time.
And that was the one thing Ricky had the least of.
Women could be bought, but their affection and love couldn't be maintained on wealth alone.
They wanted moments, stolen glances across a crowded room, whispered words in the dead of night, the assurance that, even in his absence, they were still on his mind.
But time was fickle, and Ricky was only one man.
It wasn't just a matter of managing expectations.
The women in Ricky's life weren't mindless ornaments existing solely within his orbit.
They had their own ambitions, their own desires that didn't begin and end with him.
They weren't just waiting around to bear his bastards and claim a place in his shadow.
No, they had their own stories, their own lives to build.
And yet, despite it all, despite their own independence and their own pursuits, they still wanted him.
I think it had come to a certain point where Ricky had to ask himself why he was doing all of this.
Why did he put so much pressure on himself to succeed?
Why did he claw his way up, refusing to settle for anything less than power?
Why did he take on every burden, every responsibility, even when they threatened to crush him?
And the answer was simple.
He wanted to be wanted.
At a certain point, when you stop running away to look around, you have to truly come to terms with the people around you, but even then, it was so much more than that.
He didn't want to just be respected, not just feared, but wanted in a way that went beyond his name, beyond what he could offer, beyond what he was building.
He wanted the people close to him to look at him and need him, not just as a leader, not just as a provider, but as something more.
Because deep down, beneath all the power and the endless hunger for control, Ricky was still that same boy who had learned too early that being wanted was never guaranteed.
That love, admiration, loyalty, wasn't certain just because of simple familial ties.
Sigh
Ricky just sighed, resting his head onto Lilith who lowered her gaze back to his chest, her fingers idly tracing patterns against his shirt.
"After this whole stupid thing with that jackass Merlyn, I'll try to put in more effort but you gotta meet me halfway." Ricky first said, only to flip the table as Lilith raised her gaze back up.
"I did, I sent both-"
"I never got them. And if you're talking about Bonnie and Clyde, the Bonnie and Clyde that my pops never shuts up about, that's not my fault," Ricky laughed, finally realizing that the infamous duo splashed across the newspapers were none other than those love-struck criminals.
In the original timeline, Bonnie and Clyde weren't supposed to begin their spree until after 1934.
But that was because, two years ago, Dracula would have burrowed deeper into the Nazi regime, forcing Lilith to retreat to the United States to consolidate her power.
Yet, even with the shift in the timeline which had led to Dracula's death, those two had still found a way to stir up America and Ricky's involvement had unknowingly delayed their rampage, not stopped it.
"I know but-"
"Hey, woah, I'm not blaming you~" Ricky cooed, laughing as Lilith's frustration seeped through. As annoying as Bonnie and Clyde were, they were still the two people she trusted most.
"I'm just saying, let's both do better. That's all." Ricky smiled, pressing his forehead against hers as Lilith exhaled, her lips twitching before she finally smiled back.
"Sometimes, I wonder if our entire relationship is just built on selfish whims," Lilith admitted with a sad chuckle. For all the attachment she had grown toward Ricky, their foundation felt shallow.
"I was your escape, and you were my stepping stone to power-"
"Who cares~" Ricky groaned, rolling her pregnant form on top of him so that she lay against his chest.
"The only thing that matters is us, right now. And to anyone who thinks otherwise, f*ck them." Ricky chuckled, caressing Lilith's cheek as she leaned into his touch, her eyes fluttering shut.
"Are you not mad at me for using you-"
"Aye, we used each other, repeatedly, so who cares?" Ricky shrugged, breaking down their original entanglement with simple honesty, because that's exactly how he saw it.
Although this had gotten him into countless problems before, it was also one of his best traits, a double-edged sword.
He didn't see life as a game of three-dimensional chess.
While others obsessed over hidden meanings and ulterior motives, Ricky accepted things as they were, moving forward without hesitation.
"Now, do you feel a little better?" Ricky asked, smiling ear to ear at that little smidge of a smile budding on her face.
"A little, thank you," Lilith admitted, her voice softer than usual.
For all that she was, queenly, powerful, untouchable, she was still hormonal from the pregnancy, emotions running high on top of the stress of managing her faction and hearing Ricky say those things really helped her calm down, even if it was just a little.
"Now, are you ready for your proper send-off~" Lilith purred, repeating the same words from earlier, but this time, they dripped with newfound confidence.
She began crawling up his chest in a slow, deliberate manner, each movement steeped in seduction.
"Oh, yeah-" Ricky couldn't even finish his thought before Lilith's crotchless panties suddenly smothered his words.
Without warning, she boldly took the first move, pressing her soft, perky cheeks against his face and settling herself atop him.
It was a swift, audacious act, but despite her assertiveness, Lilith's face burned with a maddening blush.
She had never done this before, and though she carried herself with boldness, it was clear she was using it to mask her inexperience.
'Be brave, be bold, be brave, be bold, you're the queen of your faction-' Lilith continued to say, reaching for Ricky's dragon still nestled in the cave that was his underwear.
"Ah~"
A soft, supple moan escaped Lilith's red lips, her head tilting back as a shudder ran through her body.
Whatever words she had thought were lost, swallowed by the sudden, electrifying sensation of Ricky's tongue.
If Ricky had to die a suffocating death, he much preferred all his airways to be buried beneath the luscious, ripe curves of a busty vampire, her scent intoxicating, her warmth consuming him entirely.
It was almost as if Ricky was suicidal with the way he wrapped his arms around her plush thighs, pulling her even deeper into his face, as if suffocation beneath her was the only death worth dying.
"Wait, Ricky I-Ah~" Lilith tried to say something, only for her own moan to rudely interrupt her words.
"Ha~" Lilith exhaled, her breath hitching as Ricky's tongue traced the edges of her walls with slow, deliberate strokes.
Just as she adjusted to the sensation, he let it drop down, teasing the sensitive lining of her clit with a featherlight flick before plunging back in, sending a shiver through her body.
However, for all that Lilith was inside; soft, warm, and oh so sensitive, she was still prideful.
As if not wanting to be outdone, the regal form of Lilith burst forward as she mustered up the strength to lower her head.
Untucking that sleeping dragon, the one that lurked on the outline of his underwear, Lilith finally unmasked it as it flopped out before her.
Grabbing it firmly, it twitched in defiance as she tucked some stray hairs behind her ear before opening her lustful mouth and outstretching her tongue.
Ricky shivered, feeling the wet, intoxicating glide of her tongue as it slathered his tip with warm saliva, swirling in slow, deliberate circles while her fingers traced firm, teasing strokes along the base.
It was as if two opposing forces were warring for dominance over his cock, her hand furiously stroking up and down with a desperate, relentless pace, while her tongue moved in stark contrast, slow and indulgent, savoring every inch of his tip.
Then, just as the heat threatened to consume him, her lips sealed around his tip, locking him into a delicate torment as her tongue traced a deliberate, clockwise circle, sending shivers up his spine with the subtle, maddening pleasure of a teasing rimjob.
Then it became a sort of spiteful sixty-nine, a silent battle of dominance masked beneath the guise of mutual pleasure.
Each tried to outdo the other, tongues and hands working feverishly, not just to satisfy but to overwhelm.
What started as an intimate exchange spiraled into an escalating war of lust, neither willing to be the first to relent, both tumbling further down this intoxicating rabbit hole of a fervent, unrelenting tug of war between fellatio and cunninglingus.
"Ah!" Lilith moaned out deeply, her voice trembling as Ricky's tongue flicked with precision, like a pen signing its name in bold strokes across the most sensitive part of her being.
Lilith was on the brink, her body trembling as Ricky's cock pulsed beneath her but at this pace, it wouldn't be enough and with a sudden, decisive move, she shifted.
"Huh?" Ricky barely had time to react, his tongue still extended mid-performance, one worthy of a golden globe for best performance, only had his acceptance speech abruptly cut off, leaving his tongue hanging in the air.
Then, like a slow, deliberate crawl, Lilith dragged her ass across Ricky's chest like some sort of snail, slow and methodic, leaving a slick trail of arousal in her wake.
Her movements were unhurried, teasing, as she gave him the show of a lifetime before her pregnant form rose with a sultry grace.
Lifting herself up, she guided his cock, still firmly in her grip, to the threshold where, once she descended, their beautiful creations would take root.
CLAP
It was like a jolt of electricity, instantaneous and overwhelming, as Lilith impaled herself onto Ricky's cock, burying him completely inside her.
Her ass smacked down against his chest in a resounding clap, as if applauding their fevered reunion.
Then came a moment of stillness, a charged pause where the only movement was the subtle jiggle of her perky ass, rippling from the impact.
It was as if time held its breath, allowing their connection to seep into both of their beings, slow and intoxicating, before the inevitable storm of pleasure ensued.
"AH~" Lilith beautifully moan, feeling him once again nestle in her insides as she clamped down on him, giving him a welcoming hug for his return.
"F**********ck~" Ricky groaned, his head pressing back against the wall as that tight, intoxicating grip wrapped around his cock in a warm, suffocating, and relentless grip, like a vice that refused to let go.
Gritting his teeth against the strain, Ricky turned his gaze back, his eyes locking onto Lilith perched atop him in reverse cowgirl, still struggling to adjust to the way his cock stretched every inch of her once more.
Her body trembled, her eyes rolling back as her teeth clenched together, desperately rummaging through the fragments of her sanity in search of control, only to falter, succumbing to the pleasure sinking deep into her very bones.
Biting his lip, Ricky reached out, one hand gripping her slim waist while the other latched onto her perky, pale ass cheek, kneading it possessively.
"Mhmmmmmm~" Lilith hummed, tilting her head slightly backward, catching the way Ricky's eyes were utterly enthralled by the sight of her backside.
Pulling her right ass cheek to the side, Ricky's eyes drank in the sight of her glistening lips stretched taut around his cock, a shimmering stream of nectar trailing down his skin and staining the sheets beneath them.
But his focus sharpened, laser-locked onto that untouched, quivering little hole, twitching ever so slightly beneath his gaze.
His thumb brushed against it, featherlight, tracing slow, teasing circles as he felt Lilith's body tense in anticipation.
Then, as if to break the spell of his locked-on gaze, Lilith leaned forward, planting her hands firmly on his legs for support.
Lifting her hips, she revealed his cock, now glistening with her slick arousal, each inch coated in the evidence of her pleasure.
Her eyes rolled back on the way up, like the slow, suspenseful ascent of a roller coaster, only to come crashing down in one swift, ruthless motion, slamming him back inside her.
Clap
"Ah~"
Clap
"Ah~"
Clap
"Ah~"
Her ass furiously slapped down on his chest once more before her two perky asscheeks collided together in a vicious clap, repeating over and over that vicious cycle that sent waves of pleasure rippling through them both.
Each descent was a brutal collision of heat and desperation, her voice rising in breathless cries that synced with the rhythmic smacks of flesh against flesh.
Ricky's grip tightened, fingers digging into the plushness of her waist as he met her movements with upward thrusts, his mind drowning in the intoxicating sensation of her tightening strangling his cock.
They had already fulfilled the purpose of what two fertile beings should do in procreating, bearing the almost ripe fruits of life within her stomach, and yet still, they acted like such wild animals driven by something far beyond necessity but pure, unrelenting desire.
Their bodies moved with an insatiable hunger, as if proving to each other that their sex wasn't just about creating life but about consuming it, reveling in the primal, raw mindf*cking pleasure that bound them together in the first place.
Lilith's nails scraped against his thighs as she arched, her breath hitching, her swollen belly shifting slightly with every downward slam.
All while Ricky's hands roamed her curves, gripping, guiding, worshipping the very body that had already taken him to heaven and back.
Her pussy squelched everytime she released her hold on his cock, lifting her hips upwards and releasing the suction like hold she had on him.
The wet, mushy sound echoed whenever she reached the peak of his veiny, throbbing cock which was doused in her drooling liquids that all but slammed back down with a wet, obscene noise that echoed through the room.
"Ha-Ah~" Lilith's breath hitched with the motion, taking a breath in only for the moan that rippled across her mind and body to eject it back out.
'This is it, this is it~' Lilith repeated in her mind, reveling in the fantasy she had longed for, being on top, in control, holding all the power.
Yet, even if she willed it, her hips refused to obey, betraying her to the relentless waves of pleasure surging through her body.
But in reality, her body betrayed her, moving on instinct, driven by the raw pleasure coursing through her veins rather than the domineering desire of her fantasies.
She tried to slow down, to savor the moment, but the way Ricky's cock filled her, stretched her, claimed her, it was all but impossible to stop.
Her hands trembled as they gripped his legs tighter, nails digging into his skin, her breath coming out in ragged, needy gasps.
"Haaah, R-Ricky~" Lilith moaned, voice laced with desperation, her head tilting back as another wave of pleasure rocked through her as she felt herself get close.
Ricky, the one laying below her, was slowly losing his mind over feeling her tight walls milk him with every stroke.
Ricky truly wanted her to have this moment, to give up his need to always be in control and instead reveling in this body that had already taken him to heaven and back.
But that single utterance of his name always seemed to shatter the last thread of restraint as the hand that had been gripping her ass for dear life slid to her hips.
"Ricky?" Lilith's voice wavered as she felt his touch shift, his rough hands wrapping firmly around her waist before she was slowly lifted up.
CLAP
Her entire body short-circuited in the clap of her ass, a sharp gasp caught in her throat as she froze, her mind barely registering the sensation before it consumed her, his cock slamming back into her with a force that sent ripples of pleasure crashing through every fiber of her being.
GASP
Lilith felt choked, caught between the desperate need for air and the overwhelming urge to let the world know exactly how this felt.
The collision of both desires left her breathless, her body trembling as pleasure surged through her veins like liquid fire.
It was then that the tempo completely changed.
CLAP
Ricky's grip tightened, fingers digging into Lilith's soft flesh as he took full control, his strength dictating the pace.
CLAP
Gone was the languid rhythm she had set, the steady rise and fall that allowed her to bask in her dominance.
CLAP
In its place came a relentless, punishing force as his hips snapping upward, his hands dragging her down to meet every brutal thrust.
CLAP
Ringing out in every way shape or form that unknowingly shattered the very walls she had built up around their union and this text.
"A-A-......A-A-A-" Lilith's breath gasped, her moans shattering into fragmented whimpers as her body quivered from the sheer intensity.
Feeling his cock slither into her being, how it made her thighs burn, her core clenched, and how with every deep, deliberate stroke, it sent her spiraling further into bliss.
The power she had relished only moments ago slipped from her grasp, stolen by Ricky's raw, unyielding determination to fill her to the brim with his cum.
GASP
"F*ck~"
A strangled gasp tore from her throat as he drove himself into her, filling her completely, and stretching her in a way that even made Ricky groan out at how tortuous and divine it felt.
The claps of flesh meeting flesh resounded in a sloppy, wet sound that stunk up the room with their bodily fluids rubbing against each other until a moist smell reverberated between them.
"Oh-"
CLAP
"Oh-"
CLAP
"Oh-"
CLAP
Lilith had forgotten that broken feeling Ricky induced upon her, steadily giving him a tireless melody of a broken record as her entire body was crumbling under his cock just like the first time.
She couldn't even find the strength to resist, her hands sliding from his legs to the sheets beneath them and seemingly folding like a lawn chair, grasping desperately for stability as the pleasure overwhelmed her senses.
Her vision blurred, her mouth fell open, but no words came that wasn't tormented by breathy, broken moans that barely scraped past her lips.
It felt like Ricky wasn't even letting her breathe, wasn't letting her think but trying to absolutely consume her, drilling that message of owning every inch of her body, pushing her past every limit she thought she had built up in their past experience.
Lilith felt her mind fragment, her walls crumbling under the sheer force of him as she had wanted to be in control, she had wanted to lead, but now she could only take what he gave her, and by god was she drowning in it.
Ricky felt himself all but reach the peak after seeing her body slump forward, her strength utterly drained.
Her legs spread apart in a perfect split atop his cock, her thighs spasming with every iteration of their loins slapping into one another.
Her arms had given out and the only function was her fingers which gripped the sheets above her as if to hold onto something, anything, while her breaths came in short, ragged gasps.
The only thing keeping her from collapsing entirely was the swell of her pregnant stomach, propped up against him as she shuddered with each deep, deliberate thrust.
It was the perfect sight, for the perfect feeling, and the perfect moment to let it all out inside to top off this perfect entanglement.
CLAP
"There we go~" Ricky grunted, impaling her onto him for what seemed to be the final iteration as his balls, the two very things that had been churning his cum, release it all out as his tip sprayed his milky, warm release inside of her being.
"Ha-uh-AHHHHH~" Lilith's body spasmed, her breath catching in her throat as the molten heat of his release flooded her depths.
Her eyes fluttered, rolling back as a broken moan escaped her lips, the sensation tipping her over the edge into one last, uncontrollable climax.
Her walls clenched around him in a desperate, greedy embrace, milking every drop he had to offer
His cock pulsed inside her, filling her to the brim, the warmth spreading through her core like a brand, a permanent mark of this moment.
Lilith's body arched up, the stimulation of her climax breathing life into her being only for her body to slump forward, spent, and her hands weakly gripping his thighs for balance while she felt his thick heat pooling inside of her
"Man, I really needed this~" Ricky chuckled, almost relieved to get someone, anyone to send him off in such a pleasant manner.
Seeing her not respond, Ricky just smiled, running a hand down the curve of her spine before slowly seeping it onto the other side and settling it possessively onto her stomach.
Biting his lip, there was something about Lilith carrying a part of him inside of her that wasn't just his cum that, weirdly enough, turned him on.
Ricky's fingers traced over the swell of her stomach, his touch lingering, almost reverent.
In a weird way, she was carrying something that wasn't just his legacy, but a part of him that was his in a way no one else could ever be.
Lilith, still catching her breath, shivered at the way his hands roamed, as if memorizing every inch of her that belonged to him now.
"Wait-"
"Come here~" Ricky cooed, gently turning her to face him. He pressed a kiss to her cheek, then her neck, losing himself in the way she glowed under the moonlight.
Huff
Huff
"Wait~" Lilith moaned breathlessly in his ear, still trying to steady herself.
But Ricky was relentless, tracing a path of kisses from her flushed cheek, down the curve of her neck, only to return upward, savoring every inch of her.
Ricky hummed against her skin, savoring her flavor and the way she trembled in his hold, her breath hitching with each lingering kiss as her walls twitched around him at every utterance.
His hands, warm and steady, roamed over her flushed body, fingertips tracing idle patterns across her waist before settling on her swollen belly.
"Beautiful." Ricky murmured, unresponsive to what she had said as his voice thick with something deeper than lust.
Admiration, something that sent a ripple down Lilith's spine and completely caught off guard as her face blushed red.
"Stop~" Lilith mumbled, her body utterly spent, turning away in a weak attempt to escape.
But Ricky's hold was unrelenting, his arms coiling around her like an anaconda ensnaring its prey.
"One more time, one more~" Ricky murmured, his lips pressing featherlight kisses against her skin, yet his eyes burned with something dangerous, something that made her stomach twist in anticipation.
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Lilith frowned, averting her gaze, knowing she wouldn't be able to refuse if she looked at him any longer.
But Ricky was already there, capturing her in his sight once more.
"O-Okay, but be gentle, please." Lilith's voice was barely above a whisper, thick with embarrassment, her forehead lowering to rest against his shoulder as if conceding her own shameful desire.
Slowly, her arms wrapped around his neck like a silent, unspoken gesture of permission to go ahead.
"I love you~" Ricky suddenly blurted out, so lost in his own world that the words spilled out without restraint as Lilith's head snapped back.
"Wh-WHAT!?" Lilith shrieked, her voice cracking as the heat of embarrassment flooded her entire body.
Her face burned, turning the shade of a ripe tomato, her mind scrambling to process what he had just said.
"Say it back," Ricky demanded with a cock grin, sleazily enjoying himself and yet, his gaze was hazy, completely entranced by her.
It was like he was drunk in this feeling, this moment, when he held Liliht in his arms and was completely drunk off lust, off her, off everything that had just transpired between them.
Ricky wanted to tease her, to make her moan, to unravel every ounce of her being that she kept locked away from the world and claim it solely for himself.
"No, that's embarrassing-"
"Say it~" Ricky chuckled, bringing her palm to his lips, pressing a slow, deliberate kiss against it, a silent promise that he would always hold her like this.
Mumble
Lilith mumbled something under her breath, the words barely audible, but Ricky caught them as his smirk only widened.
"C'mon, say it with that beautiful chest of yours~" Ricky coaxed, his voice dripping with amusement.
"I said I love you~" Lilith whined, finally turning her flushed face toward him, looking as if she'd just uttered the most embarrassing confession of her life.
"That wasn't so hard~" Ricky teased, his voice dripping with satisfaction as he chuckled.
Lilith huffed, burying her face against his shoulder to hide the deep crimson staining her cheeks.
"Shut up." Lilith mumbled, though the way her fingers tightened around his neck and slithered up into his slicked back hair, betraying how much she truly meant it.
Ricky kissed her earlobe, lingering there, savoring the delicious shiver that rippled through her body.
His breath fanned against her skin, hot and slow, as his hands traced their way down the curves of her body, drinking in every contour, every soft dip and swell.
His fingers finally found purchase on her cheeks, squeezing them with a possessive grip that sent a jolt of anticipation straight through her.
But he didn't rush, he didn't slam her down onto him with that same impaling force from before.
No, he kept his word.
Ricky's muscles flexed as he lifted her effortlessly, her weight nothing in his hands, as though she were made for him to hold like this.
Then, with an aching slowness, he lowered her back down, letting her take him inch by inch.
The way she sank onto him, the way her walls hugged him so greedily, was just completely intoxicating.
But best of all were Lilith's whimpers, how her lips parting against his neck as a breathless moan escaped her.
It was different kind of pleasure from the raw, all inducing mindf*ck as the sensual pleasure flowing between them was akin to a fine wine.
How she trembled in his hold, how her arms were tightening around his shoulders as if clinging to the last shred of control she had.
Ricky just smirked, feeling the soft vibrations of her pleasure against his skin as he pulled her in closer, his chest pressed to hers, his hands roaming up the smooth expanse of her back.
"God, how can you feel so good~" Ricky teased, his lips brushing against her temple as he cradled her against his chest.
Lilith let out a breathy whimper, her fingers gripping onto his shoulders as she settled into the slow, deliberate rhythm he set.
"Stop saying those things~" Lilith said, trying to stop him as he was ruing the moment but instead of arguing, Ricky nodded.
"Fine." Ricky only chuckled, his smirk evident even as his lips brushed against her jaw.
Instead of pressing further, he let his words fall away, choosing instead to let his actions speak.
His lips trailed downward, skimming her collarbone, then lower, peppering kisses along her flushed skin.
All the while, her body rocked up and down on his cock, the slow, intoxicating rhythm pulling a soft moan from her lips.
However, it was then that a pinching sensation suckled around her nipple, a foreign yet electrifying touch that slithered around her tits that sent a jolt through her already overstimulated body.
Lilith's brows furrowed in confusion for only a moment before embarrassment crashed over her in a tidal wave.
"W-What are you doing?!" Lilith moaned, her voice barely carrying any real protest, breath hitching as her fingers dug into his shoulders.
Ricky didn't answer, not with words and instead, in one slow, caressing motion, guided her ass back down onto him.
The sensation of being filled again knocked the air from her lungs, leaving her gasping as her head fell back.
"T-That's for the babies~" Lilith bit her lip, forcing out the words between shaky breaths, her face burning with embarrassment.
Ricky only shrugged, entirely unfazed, his mouth still latched onto her nipple as his fingers kneaded the soft flesh of her breast.
A teasing hum rumbled in his throat before he gave a firm squeeze, coaxing out a warm rush of milk that coated his tongue.
He pulled back just enough to smirk up at her, licking his lips with an almost lazy satisfaction.
"Taste test."
It was such a shameless retort, leaving Lilith absolutely speechless at just how brazen he could be. Her face burned, her mind scrambling for a response, but what could she even say to that?
For Ricky, this was just normal.
You can't be embarrassed if you're completely shameless.
That was the difference between them, the reason their polar opposites clashed yet fit together so perfectly.
He pushed boundaries, while she flustered and faltered, only to fall right into his hands every single time.
Or rather, her tits fell perfectly into his hands, her warm breast milk flowing into Ricky's mouth as he suckled, weirdly dining on it as if savoring a fine wine.
"Rich, yet subtle, smooth but rich-" Ricky mused, swirling his tongue over her nipple before giving it another squeeze, drawing out more of that milk meant for the children she was carrying.
"STOP!" Lilith gasped, trying to push him away, but her body betrayed her, the moan slipping past her lips like a desperate plea.
She pressed her hands against his cheek, futilely attempting to shove him, only for Ricky to chuckle as her palms merely smooshed against his them.
"S-Stop talking like that! It's weird!" Lilith whined, squirming in his grasp, her face burning with embarrassment.
Ricky only smirked, his tongue flicking over her sensitive peak before he lapped up another taste.
"Can't help it, this is like fine dining." Ricky murmured against her skin, his voice dripping with amusement.
"And you just taste too damn good."
"I-Ah~" Lilith gasped, her voice trembling as embarrassment clouded her thoughts, distracting her from the way Ricky's hands guided her down.
The moment his tip kissed the deepest part of her, a shudder coursed through her body.
It felt like she was being devoured, swallowed whole by the intensity of it all and the heat, the sensation, the way he held her like she was something fragile yet completely his.
Her embarrassment was the only thing tethering her to reality, but even that was slipping, unraveling like a thread being pulled loose, of being devoured completely.
What poetic irony their relationship had become as Lilith, the inspiring vampire queen who once sought to use Ricky, to chain him as her little toy, had unknowingly fallen victim to her own desires.
She had intended to make him hers, to wrap him around her finger, yet here she was, trembling in his grasp, yielding to his touch, her body betraying her in ways she never anticipated.
And the most terrifying part?
She didn't want to stop him.
It was as if her fate had been sealed the moment she let him into her mind, body, and soul.
Deep down, she was just a girl spurred on by the tragedies of others, her true nature far more docile than she ever let on.
That's why, once again, she nestled her head onto his shoulder, her breath warm against his skin as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
No more resistance, no more pretense, just the soft, rhythmic motion of her ass bouncing on his cock, surrendering herself completely to the moment.
Her back arched toward him, a soft whimper slipping past her lips, but the only thing keeping their bodies from fully molding together was the gentle press of her round belly against his toned abdomen.
They were both getting closer, their bodies slowly grinding against one another as if budding out a beautiful moment that would forever be theirs to have.
"Ricky I-"
"Me too~" Ricky murmured, licking his lips as if savoring the refined taste, already knowing what she was about to say.
Effortlessly, he guided her face toward his, her crimson eyes fluttering open to meet his gaze.
A quiet moment passed between them before their foreheads slowly pressed together, their breaths mingling, bodies still entwined.
Then, their bodies crashed together, and a shared climax surged through them, a beautiful exchange of pleasure, raw yet tender.
The softness of their beings melded into one, their breaths hitching, their voices lost in the ecstasy of the moment.
"Ah~" Lilith softly moaned, planting her ass firmly on his cock before releasing a tide of her nectar.
Steady streams of her pleasure flowed down onto the bed that was already stained in the mess they created before, overlapping it with an even deeper color.
Ricky just gnashed his teeth, holding Lilith down as his cock spurted out an entire load into her already cream-filled being.
The heat erupted out once more, that mind numbing warmth that left her utterly filled to the brim and how it blossomed within her stomach.
Huff
Huff
Huff
They sat in each other's embrace, Lilith resting her head against his chest as their breaths slowly evened out.
Ricky shifted, gently maneuvering her onto her side, ensuring she was comfortable.
Sliding in behind her, he wrapped an arm around her waist, his hand resting over the soft curve of her stomach.
He pulled her close, his warmth enveloping her as he pressed a lingering kiss behind her ear.
"And they call me a beast~" Lilith huffed, sighing a little as Ricky only chuckled, finding some subtle peace within the chaos of his life.
"Ha, my bad," Ricky muttered, feeling her nestle against his chest, seeking warmth and comfort.
They sort of sat in silence for a while, Lilith having something one her mind before she slowly turned her gaze back to him.
"Are you leaving tomorrow?" Lilith asked, the clear want in her eyes making Ricky's chest tighten.
"Yeah-"
"Promise me something," Lilith interrupted, her gaze serious, brimming with all the love she struggled to put into words.
"Promise me you won't die, that you won't throw your life away and that you'll come back to me." Lilith worries bled forward, raw and unguarded by any shame as Ricky held her tighter, pressing a slow, lingering kiss to her shoulder
"Cockroaches never get crushed under the rubble—we always find a way to scurry out." Ricky said it so lightheartedly, as if it were just a passing joke, but he meant every single syllable.
And it was because of that, because she knew he wasn't just trying to comfort her with empty words, that Lilith felt some relief.
"Good." Lilith whispered, turning her gaze forward and pressing her hand above Ricky's that rested on her stomach.
"What are you going to name them?" Ricky asked, feeling Lilith trace circles above his palm.
"They're twin boys, Ricky." Lilith chuckled, fully aware that he hadn't known the gender until now.
"Ugh, not another son," Ricky sighed, running a hand down his face.
Lilith's sharp instincts caught the hint of something in his tone, something heavier than just casual frustration.
"What-"
Cough
"So, what are the names?" Ricky coughed, perfectly covering the suspicion which made Lilith frown.
"You pick." Lilith whispered, giving Ricky the option to decide as he sort of thought about it for a moment before thinking of the first two names that came to mind.
"What about Johnny and Henry?" Ricky blurted out instinctively, only to pause, realizing just how many Johnny's and Henry's he knew.
Which is why it was no wonder those were the first names that came to mind.
Lilith stared at him in silence, the weight of secondhand embarrassment settling over her before she let out a sigh.
"I suppose I'll just go with the names I already had in mind." Lilith said as if taking on the burden completely, taking it off of Ricky's hands.
"Alright then, lay it on me." Ricky chuckled, watching her loving smile form when looking down at her protruding stomach.
"The firstborn will be named Raizel," Lilith said softly, her fingers tentatively stroking her belly while her other hand remained entwined with Ricky's.
"And the youngest, Alucard." Ricky, raising an eyebrow, understood that it was an anagram from Dracula which is why he was so confused.
"I know what you're wondering, but in Transevina culture, Raizel means 'Protector' and 'Lord,'" Lilith explained, her eyes carrying a deep, unspoken emotion as she tenderly caressed her stomach.
"And Alucard is just as it seems, but I want him to be what Dracula was supposed to be for the vampire race."" she admitted, her voice laced with quiet determination.
"My hope is that both of them become the pillars of our race and usher in an age of peace never before known." Lilith's gaze softened, yet held an unwavering resolve.
"Do you think-.........do you think that it's too much?" Lilith asked tentatively, her innocence peeking through in a way that made Ricky pause.
Instead of answering right away, he simply pulled her closer, his arms tightening around her in a gesture of reassurance as his lips brushed against her temple, warm and steady.
"Nah." Ricky murmured, his voice low and certain.
"I think it's perfect."
Author's Note:
Author's Note: Ik what I said about posting earlier but I was just playing CK3 and watching Game of thrones, again.