Chapter 22

“Lumiria.” He asked. She wondered if he could fear her eyes glowing. “Lumiria?” his voice were shaking.

Her eyes were back to her human form, and she was smiling at him. Vinicius shook his head.

“You love to do this with me.”

“I really can’t control it, sorry.”

“Wait, seriously?” – he asked.

She offered no reply, drowning out his words with the sound of the body wash being squeezed into her hands. As she glanced down at the foamy lather forming in her palms, her gaze drifted to his magnificent chest. He was truly breathtaking. She found herself captivated by the sight of his well-built physique, unable to tear her eyes away. With his lips slightly parted, she could sense his breath against her skin, and in that moment, it was evident that he was utterly entranced, pinned against the wall with no escape. It was a sight of sheer glory.

Her hands tentatively reached forward, aiming to delicately wash his chest, but she found herself unable to maintain that restraint. Her eyes closed, and her hands began to massage his chest with a hint of urgency, her own body responding to the intimacy of the moment. He held himself, his expressions shifting into an array of enticing and seductive faces for her.

Oddly, he seemed to enjoy the sensation of her touch, a peculiar yet thrilling discovery for them both. With closed eyes and his head tilting back, he surrendered to the sensation, reveling in the shared pleasure they found in each other's company.

“Ask me to tame you, Vinicius.” She murmured.

His lips beautifully curved up.

“You wish.”

He was so desperately into it that his finger were tightened on top of hers, and they were doing it together, like a very sexual dance. He was so comfortable with her, she felt glad about this.

She couldn’t believe that.

She looked down, to his erection, with some thought in her mind. A thought the made her release him, leaving Vinicius doing that by himself.

“Don’t stop. I want to see you stimulating yourself.” He just nodded with his eyes closed. She was go pleased he accepted her wish.

Her hands gripped his penis. Vinicius was having an absurd amount of pleasure that he couldn’t contain inside his mouth. Those were new groans getting out of his new discoveries of his body.

She kneeled noticing that was the perfect moment and took a last look on him. He was so beautiful like that. She wanted more of that Vinicius, discovering his desires without any shyness with her. That was one of the most exciting things she’s ever seen.

Her hands were still grasped there. His mouth open releasing the steam of the most deeply sexual and forbidden thoughts.

“Aske me to tame you.”

“Lumi… lumiria.”

“Ask…”

She smiled when he didn’t say anything. She leaned forward, letting her lips touch around his member and suck strongly, lastly running his tongue of the tip of his head.

His eyes opened like a bomb just exploded.

And she sucked hard one more time. His lungs went to heaven. His back arched and hips more in her mouth.

“My god. My… god.” He gasped.

She pushed his erection into her mouth one more time, feeling her energy more vivid with his groans. She was more thrilled.

She tried more moves, like twirling her hot tongue around his head, his hips making convulsing moves.

As his eyes snapped open, burning with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine, she knew she had him. With a clenched jaw, he flexed once more, and she eagerly took him deeper into her mouth, steadying herself on the firm muscles of his thighs. Beneath her touch, she felt the tension coil in his legs, a silent testament to his escalating desire. His hands reached up, seizing her pigtails in a grip that was both commanding and desperate, urging her to intensify her movements. And with each passionate thrust, she surrendered to the rhythm of their shared longing, lost in the raw, primal dance of their desire.

“I saw you drawing. Your very pervert drawing.”

“That is… not.. whatthik” he murmured.

“Not what I think?” she sucked harder, his head of the pennis receiving some exhilarating flicks.

Her hands glided over his thighs, feeling the firm, muscular contours beneath her touch, before ascending to his hips, and finally, his buttocks. She couldn't help but marvel at the sculpted perfection, reminiscent of Michelangelo's David. As her touch lingered on his buttocks, she elicited another hiss of desire from him, the intensity of their connection sparking a shared moment of longing.

“That was just a job. I draw that.” He groaned.

Now she knew how was it like to give pleasure to someone and feel pleasure for this. She tried to put everything deeper in her mouth, she wanted to feel him until her throat. She wanted to possess that man so much. She sucked him increasingly harder, her tongue swirling around him sent a shiver through her spine. His taste was sweet and smooth. He had a young taste, despite being a man. His subtle writhes, his boyish longings. Everything that he waited to did just for her, and no one else.

“Wait, wait, calm down. I’m about to come everything on your mouth.”

Wow. She wanted. She never thought, actually, she would like to know, but she was addicted to him, to his smell, to his groans, to his desires, and specially, kneeled before him, his sweet sweet taste.

That made her feel hotter, and that water changed for a moment.

She didn't want to stop. She wanted him under her power. She wanted torture him for no reason. Her eyes glowed, her mouth hotter.

I didn’t know he was rich enough to have hot water. There was some steam floating over their bodies.

“Oh my god, Lumiria, there’s something wrong.”

She ignored it. She wanted to taste him, so so badly. Especially when she felt his grab trying to take her head from him. Oh, he went brutal.

He screamed.

"Did I hurt you?" she said, stopping immediately and looking worried at him. Oh my god, his face, like he escaped many bombs in a war while he ran to save his life.

As he calmed himself down, things changed. His eye were bigger, no almost close with fervent pleasure.

"That's ok" he whispered.

“You put your hands on my hair, I thought you were a wild alpha out of control.”

He shook his head, with a hurt face.

“Your body made the water steam and I was trying to save my buddy down there”

“Oh” she looked curiously to his member “Let me help you with this.”

She blew off to help him, but she got a moan like an answer, what was very curious. So she blew off again.

"Please, continue.” and his swollen erection got live again.

She hoped he would still come.

"Show me your corn” he pleaded.

"Why?"

"It's to inspire my next drawing"

Her horns speared and her white skin kind of changed with the heat of her body.

“Be gentle, baby, please.” He asked.

That was new, she thought amused.

Wow, he thought, looking her with that curious eyes, kneeled, like a submissive demon. No way he really had fetiche for that, he thought for himself. This could inspire him to get more views at his job.

Her eyes widened and her face flushed with the fact he just holded her horn and managed forward his erection.

She loved those unexpected manly attitudes.

In the heat of the moment, his hands tightened their grip on her horns, sending a jolt of determination through her. She knew she had to see this through. With a surge of boldness, she pressed on even harder, a daring gleam in her eyes as she bared her teeth. It was the final straw for him. With a cry of release, he yielded, his body going still as she felt a rush of warmth flood her senses. Swallowing quickly, a flicker of uncertainty passed through her, but as she gazed upon him, disheveled and undone by her touch, she found herself strangely unaffected by doubt. Leaning back, she surveyed her handiwork with a victorious smirk playing at her lips. His breath came in ragged gasps as he met her gaze with a glare of mingled frustration and admiration.

She flicked her eyelashes, with a cute sad face.

His backs gliding by the bath wall, he made her look to him.

“Why that face?

“I wanted to tame you. Just you do this.”

He opened his beautiful smile to her.

“You will have another opportunity.”

She nodded.

“But first, I need to know about the drawings.”

He blinked. It wasn’t like he was hiding something, but she was very curious to know somethings that doesn’t match him at all.