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xathia-89 · 5 years

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Your room or mine?

My entry in the smut war I declared. I feel like I’ve lost already but @shrimpalompa and @plumpblueberry ‘s entries are AMAZING. The theme was Leonardo in the thermae. @jennacat84 I hope we didn’t kill you.

Evelyn was more than grateful to be seeing the manor after several days of incessant freezing cold weather which had meant she was trying to shelter more humans than usual. She would open the outbuildings to those without shelter, but they weren’t allowed anywhere near the shelter or orphanage, and they were always to be gone at first light. Many of the men would complain until they realised that she wasn’t expecting any kind of payment for her kindness, but she was demanding they follow her rules.

She knew exactly where she would be heading as soon as she entered the building. Sebastian would be cooking dinner for those who wanted it as she let the warmth seep back into her skin. Evelyn wasn’t even pausing in her path and ignored the come hither greetings from Arthur, Theo and Leonardo in her passing. She was a source of amusement as it became clear to all the men she definitely wasn’t going to her own room.

Her shame knew no bounds, the second she was through the doors of the thermae, her clothing was already coming off and into the basket that Sebastian constantly nagged them on using. It made her smile as she padded across to the heated water. She lowered herself down onto the side and dangled her feet in to adjust to the temperature, breathing the steam in deeply to warm all of her body.

“Cara mia,” Leonardo chuckled. “You must stop leaving that ferret of yours around, she has a penchant for disliking me,” his voice was low, and a soft kiss to her throat in greeting was how he announced himself.

“Ivy is perfectly fine, you choose to torment her,” Evelyn laughed, before pushing herself off the side and into the heated pool. She rolled her shoulders, enjoying the feeling of some ‘life’ coming back into her muscles as she watched the naked man with a vivid interest who had lowered himself to her former position. His feet stirring at the water as though attempting to get her attention on his legs. “But I get the feeling you didn’t come here to torment me about my dear Ivy,” she purred, pulling herself back to the Italian. His golden eyes fixated on her as she rolled her tongue over her lips slowly, her hands on his thighs as she lingered in the water.

“When you look at me like that, then it’s impossible to deny anything,” Leonardo laughed before he splashed down into the pool. Evelyn was picked up in one motion, a bruisingly hard kiss forcing her lips apart for his tongue to dominate her before she was on the opposite side of the room.

Her legs were wrapped around his waist, his cock pressing up at her as she tried to regain some resembled idea of control. Her nails were dragging down his back as the two were furiously tied up in their kisses, the cold feeling of tile on her rear end was a momentary shock, sending goosebumps all over her body until her pussy was filled with three fingers of the inventor. He knew her body expertly, curling to bring her to the edge swiftly, and then withdrawing his fingers before she could climax.

“Leonardo,” Evelyn was more than a little prepared to kill the pureblood, her nails dragging down his back painfully deeply.

The ‘Lady’ was pulled back into the water and flipped over with a speed that could only be expected from vampires, her chest pressing back into the tiles as her arse was on display for the man.

A stinging slap to her cheek made her squeal and squeeze her thighs against each other. It wasn’t much of a secret about the exact details of her sexual relationship with Le Comte, but it was rare for someone else to make the precise uses of it.

“That was uncalled for, cara mia, you’ve been naughty, so accept your punishment, and maybe you’ll get your fulfilment tonight,” the Italian purred down her ear, slapping her red cheek another two times before her hips were lifted.

His tongue rolled expertly over her clit, her knees resting against his shoulders to keep his path free. Then his tongue was smoothly fucking her cunt, thrusting in to lap up all of her nectar that she was offering while his fingers were enjoying pulling, pinching and grinding her clit to keep her so close to falling off the edge. The man had spent centuries perfecting his technique, and it was showing at that moment. Evelyn was perfectly poised for anyone who came in the thermae to see her, not that it would be anything new for any of the residents who had all seen her in the throes of bliss.

The seventh edge was too much. Leonardo had timed it perfectly, the millisecond before she was going to cum he ceased his actions.

The infuriation was burning her up. She couldn’t take it anymore as she burst free of his tight grip on her hips and flipped her body over. She pushed herself back into the water, passionately kissing Leonardo as her hands were worshipping his hard cock with all the attention required. She knew how to caress his balls to get him thrusting into her grip, how hard to hold his shaft, and how quick to pace her fist. She literally had him by the balls as he was slammed into the wall. She had him where she wanted him as she jumped to wrap her legs around his hips.

It was as though his cock knew what to do to her. Just having it in her pussy was a relief after all of his teasings, before she slowly began to rock her hips.

She had him where she wanted him as her teeth were scraping down his neck, neither of them were going to last a lot longer. Leonardo’s fingers were working their magic on her clit, pushing and grinding it as her pussy was clamping down and begging him for his cum.

“Cara mia,” it was a breathless request, a whiff of begging in the tone.

Not that she could refuse him right now.

Her fangs sank into his collar bone. His cock spasmed instantly, triggering her own orgasm as she greedily drank from the man. Her nails were digging into his back as she was trying to hold onto something that was fixed to the ground. Her vision was whiting out as her mind was submerged in the pleasure of her climax. It felt like an age before she even lifted her head to find his lips.

Leonardo was quietly nuzzling in Evelyn’s neck as they saw no need to move. Small trickles of blood coloured Leonardo’s skin, as his fingers were tracing idle patterns over the small of her back in the water.

“Leonardo,” Evelyn’s voice was the first to break the silence.

“Cara mia?” He replied, lifting his head.

“Your room or mine?”

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