Löng smut chapter.

Request #4 really grabbed me by the hair and wouldn't let go until I wrote all this down.

Aria's POV

Our kiss started off sweet and slow. He slowly stood up, running his hands over my body and down to my thighs.

His arm swept under my butt, pulling me up as he stood, and forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist.

The kiss broke and we both panted slightly, looking into each other's eyes.

"You were wrong, dear..." he said, catching his breath, "there is one sweet that I can't get enough of," he growled before connecting our lips again.

He snapped his fingers and I opened my eyes to see why he did. They widened when the entire room had changed. The table was gone, and the large couch was arranged in a way that made almost a fort.

Inside the small square were blankets lining the floor, along with pillows. The fireplace was still roaring behind him, and he smiled at me.

Kissing my cheek, he purred before lowering me to my feet in front of him.

The sofa sort of caged us against the fireplace, but there was more than enough room to move around.

Once I was done looking around, I smiled and looked back to him, "you really put a lot of thought into this, huh?" I asked and he shrugged.

"Maybe just a tad..." he said and I giggled, running my fingers up his chest and then laying my arms on his shoulders.

"And what exactly are you planning on doing to me in this mess of blankets?" I asked him, slightly teasing and slightly wanting to hear him tell me his plans.

He growled slightly, trailing his fingers up my waist. His hand slid over my breast and to my throat. He didn't close his fist or apply any pressure, just stayed there a moment and then slid back down to my hip.

My breath caught, and I blushed.

"I think you know exactly what I'm going to do to you, my love..." his voice rumbled through his chest and he leaned down to kiss me again.

I moaned into his mouth, encouraging him in every way possible. He slid his tongue into my mouth, nearly putting it down my throat, but I didn't care.

He tasted like wine and blood.

His hands went behind my back and tugged at the zipper of my dress. At the same time, I messed with his tie, pulling it away from his neck.

We undressed one another, the heated kiss never breaking. Until finally, we were left breathless once again and he pulled away to look at me.

"You actually wore it..." he mumbled, and I looked down at myself. My body was adorned in the red lingerie he'd dressed me in and my cheeks flared up immediately.

Lowering my eyelids I gave him a sultry smile and stepped forward to press my body against his.

He was left in only his dress pants and halfway unbuttoned dress shirt at this point.

"How do I look?" I purred, and then kissed the exposed part of his chest, stepping back afterwords.

I turned around and stretched my arms over my head, looking over my shoulder at him.

"Is it what you thought it would be?" I said, watching his eyes trail down my body and soak up my appearance.

He looked back to my eyes, slowly walking towards me. The moment his hands met my hips I shivered.

"No," he said and before I even had time to be surprised by his answer, he pulled me back against him, growling lowly by my ear.

"It is so much better~"

Heat bloomed between my legs at the tone of his voice, and I turned around to face him once again.

I continued unbuttoning his shirt, and he let me, occupying himself with the soft parts of my body. Instead of my chest, which is his soft area of choice to play with usually, he slipped his hands around to the exposed skin on my butt.

With each squeeze I worked faster and faster, just wanting to shed his clothing so I can release some of this heat in my body.

His shirt fell away, and I dropped to my knees, working at his pants. Undoing the buttons, I could see the bulge in his pants and I wanted to free it badly.

Finally I got his pants down, and he was wearing slate grey boxers...and they were skin tight. He only ever wears loose boxers.

I smiled up at him with my eyelids lowered, "trying something new?" I asked and he smirked, his eyes glowing deeply.

"Maybe...although they're rather restrictive, they are quite comfortable," he said, and I ran my fingers across the hem, humming in approval
at the very prominent indent where his cock is.

"I love them," I said, but the desire to see them thrown across the room was stronger, so after I said that I took them by the hem.

Looking up into his eyes, he was already watching me. Quiet growls were rumbling through his chest, and he ran his hand through my hair.

"Beautiful woman..." he muttered, and a happy smile rose against my lips. His compliments are always so genuine.

Keeping eye contact I slowly removed his boxers, sliding them down his legs teasingly. He tilted his head slightly and narrowed his eyes.

"Teasing, darling?" He asked lowly, and I hummed softly, running my hands up his legs.

"You know me, I can't help myself...but, I believe I promised you a reward for dinner..." I said before flashing him a pretty smile. He smirked and then chuckled.

"Indeed...if that's what you wish to do, allow me to get a bit more comfortable," he said, and he walked around me, causing me to turn with him as he positioned himself down onto the blankets.

He used a few pillows to prop himself at an incline against one of the sofa seats, and I blushed at the sight.

The way the fire made the shadows dance against his skin...the way he was looking at me...he's so beautiful.

I began to crawl towards him, and he just followed me with his eyes, allowing me to place myself between his legs.

Looking down at him, his cock was fully hard and just a small bit of precum was showing at his tip.

"Always so excited for me," I giggled, taking him into my hand and then meeting his eyes.

He huffed slightly when my hand wrapped around him, and his legs shifted, spreading apart just a bit more.

"How could I not be, have you seen yourself? Tantalizing me with your beauty, truly you should be ashamed," he joked, grinning at me through a half lidded gaze.

I started pumping his shaft slowly, sitting in a very provocative way, "allow me to tantalize you a bit more," I purred at him and he let out a shaky breath, letting his head fall back and his eyes close.

"Yes ma'am..." he moaned softly, and I watched his hands grip at the covers as I teased his shaft with slow strokes.

Once I'd gotten him where I wanted him, his dick looked ready to bust. The precum that had once been only a drop was now pooling at his tip and dripping.

My purr flared up just off that sight alone and I couldn't get it to stop. I couldn't help myself anymore, and I bent down and took him into my mouth.

With no warning to him whatsoever.

"Ah, fuck!" He hissed, his body tensing slightly, "you are villainous, vixen," he huffed, and then used one of his hands to pull my hair up for me.

Once again, I started off slowly. Lifting my eyes to meet his, I gave him an innocent look. The look he returned was of pure love, and his cheeks were dusted in a red hue.

He felt warm against my tongue and in my mouth, twitching every now and then. I slid up and down slowly, swirling my tongue across his tip.

I decided to test my limits, and see just how much of him I could take down my throat.

Using my tongue to glide down his shaft, I gave him direct eye contact while I did so. Inch by inch I felt him fill my mouth, then my throat...then deeper down my throat...

I impressed even myself when I took him to the hilt. His eyes were wide and I could feel tears pricking at the back of mine.

After a moment I pulled back up, gasping slightly as saliva pulled from my lips.

"That was so attractive..." he breathed out, still holding my hair for me. I only needed a moment to breath before I was back on him, sucking him faster now.

The sound of him moaning was music to my ears, each little noise he made just fueling my desire to finish him.

He tugged very gently on my hair, "Aria, baby, I'm really close..." he said, I'm pretty sure wanting me to stop him from cumming by releasing him.

Which, I mean, good effort but...no.

I looked up at him, a few tears streaking my face as my purr got louder in my chest.

He gasped slightly, his body tensing. He tugged at me again, weaker this time, "A-Aria...Aria...I'm going to..." his voice failed him as his cock grew harder in my mouth before he let out a shuddering breath and his head fell back.

He moaned loudly as he throbbed in my mouth, and I let my eyes close, burying his cock in my throat.

"Mmmm..." I moaned softly, feeling each pulse of his orgasm, warmth coating my throat. When he was fully finished, his hips twitched slightly and I pulled away from him, wiping my mouth.

His cock stayed perfectly hard, and it was now glistening with spit and cum.

He caught his breath and then looked at me, "you're wonderful...so good to me," he praised softly, and then sat up a bit more.

I squeaked when he picked me up under my arms like I weighed absolutely nothing, and turned me around to face the fire.

Only then did I notice he had given me lingerie that he could fuck me in without removing it. I noticed this when he put me in his lap and grabbed my legs to pull them apart.

I was sitting just above his dick, and it was just a centimeter from touching my heat. He kissed my neck, up and down and then to my back.

As he did this he silently put his fingers against my core, making me gasp very quietly. My toes curled immediately at the pressure of his fingertips.

"A-Alastor..." I gasped his name, and he purred. Rubbing his fingers up and down, he coated them in my slickness slowly.

"You are absolutely dripping..." he whispered against my skin, "the smell of your arousal is making me want to put my cock inside you..."

My next breath came out shakily at the absolutely vulgar thing he just said to me.

"I want to fuck you, and keep fucking you until you don't even know your own name..." he whispered against my ear, slowly slipping his fingers into me. My mouth opened and a broken whimper escaped me as I lifted my legs further apart for him.

"You don't even know the things you do to me...I wish I could put a baby in you, my divine woman..." he growled, and my body shivered against my will.

I had relaxed against him and I could hardly see straight.

"I love the way you feel...so warm...so tight...I could cum just thinking about you, yet I'm lucky enough to call you mine..." he just kept talking. Kept whispering these wonderfully foul, and equally sweet things to me.

"N-normally it's me using this kind of tactic..." I chuckled weakly as he kept working his fingers against my insides.

"And you see how fast it makes me fill you up...I figured it would work the same with you," he said and then chuckled as my muscles tightened and my breath sped up, "and I think I'm correct..."

Without any warning he added a third finger, and I whined loudly, huffing a few times as he thrust his fingers deep inside me.

"You're so close...how does that feel, does that feel good? Tell me, tell daddy..." he said, almost whispering but not quite. The tone of voice he was using was just...calm, and soothing.

I could only moan in response, but I think that's what he wanted, because he chuckled.

"That's right..." his cock brushed against my thigh and I shivered, feeling lightheaded from the pleasure I was experiencing.

And we still haven't even gotten to the best part.

The feeling in my stomach wound quickly, and once it started I couldn't stop it. He only sped up, wrapping his free around around me as I started to squirm. He took one of my boobs into his hand and squeezed, making me gasp and moan.

He just kept whispering into my ear the wonderfully lewd things he wants to do to me, and finally my body seized as the pressure snapped.

I screamed, my back arching slightly.

He buried his face into my shoulder and held me against his body, making sure I rode out my high to its fullest.

My legs were shaking and liquid began to pour from my pulsing core, causing a sloshing as his fingers pumped in and out of me.

Finally he pulled away, slowly removing his fingers.

"Good girl..." he whispered, and kissed the side of my head. Then without missing a beat, he lifted me up and used his other hand to position himself at my now sensitive core.

I prepared to help him, but he gently put me back against his chest. I couldn't see him, I could only feel his purr against my back.

"Not this time, my love...I'm going to show you how much I love you, all you need to do is relax," he purred as he brushed his nose against my neck and placed soft kisses down.

I just breathed softly, holding onto him. The fire danced in front of us, and the warmth of it felt amazing against my partially naked body.

He teasingly slid his cock over my clit, then back to my entrance before he pushed up into me with a breathless groan.

Upon being penetrated, my body clenched around him as an aftershock of my previous orgasm. He kissed my neck and back, his breath feeling hot against my skin as he huffed.

"You feel so soft...like a cloud...the way your walls are hugging me I'd think you were cumming again..." he said between pants.

I chuckled, "you won't have to wait long to feel it," I managed to say, and with that he picked up my legs and lifted them for me.

He held them apart...far apart. Then he started thrusting up into me at a slow, controlled pace.

I could tell he was trying to hold back his moans, deep grunts and whiny groans leaving his throat.

He was gliding in and out of me so easily, each time making sure he went all the way in. I felt him put his face into my shoulder, and muffled moans came from him.

I know he told me to relax, but this feels so good I just want to help with one thing. Reaching down, I started massaging my clit and let my head fall back against his shoulder.

"Ah fuck, you just got so damn tight..." he groaned breathily. Both of us were beginning to form a thin layer of sweat.

His thrusts stayed slow, and very controlled. He was driving me crazy with how slowly the pleasure was building.

My moans only got louder, and my toes curled.

"That's it, sing for me, baby..." he whispered by my ear, and then kissed my temple.

Just like before the pressure built quickly. When it started, I couldn't stop it, and it spread from my legs up into my lower stomach.

I desperately grabbed at anything I could, reaching up and behind me to try and pull him closer. My hand went to his hair and I grabbed a fistful, tugging against it.

He moaned, speeding up his thrusts finally, but still keeping them smooth and controlled.

He had my legs spread so far apart, and no matter how much I shook or tried to close them he held me tightly.

I couldn't even form a sentence, let alone tell him as I started to cum on him.

But he felt it, groaning loudly before his breath shuddered slightly and his hips bucked up into me roughly.

A broken moan fell past his lips as we came at the same time, and by the time we were finished, we were both out of breath.

Our panting was the only sound in the room aside from the crackling fire.

He stayed inside me, twitching every now and then. His arms stayed around me and he moved us into a different position, laying us onto our sides before he took my leg and hiked it up high.

"I'm far from finished with you, dear," he chuckled breathlessly, and my stomach fluttered.

I then realized I'm in for a very...very long night.