Dawn of light - Reincarnated as a villain

Chapter 23: First time (R-18)

In another room, Zephyx stood before Drusilla, the tension between them thick and electric. Before he could utter a single word, she stepped forward, silencing him with a slender finger pressed against his lips. Her crimson eyes gleamed with a dangerous allure, her voice low and sultry as she whispered, "It is exactly as my father said." Her lips curved into a sly smile, and she leaned closer, her breath warm against his skin. "Or..." she added, her tone dripping with possessiveness, "do you have any problem with that?"

Zephyx hesitated briefly, considering her words, before replying, "No I don't have any problems but..."

A knowing smirk crossed her lips. "Then there's no need for an explanation."

Without giving him time to respond, she leaned in, her lips capturing his in a searing kiss. He didn't resist; instead, he met her passion on his own. Her hands slid to his shoulders as the kiss deepened, and he instinctively guided them toward the bed. Sitting down, he felt her slide onto his lap—a position she had clearly grown fond of during their time together.

Her tongue danced across his lips, begging to be let in, which he did, and their tongues merged into a hot kiss. His hands moved to her waist before ascending to cup her breast. When he stroked it, her muffled moans vibrated against his lips.

"Mmm...", she exclaimed, her voice quivering with pleasure.

She took a step back to gaze at him, her eyes clouded behind a veil of desire. "You are mine," she uttered, her words full of yearning.

Her words sent a thrill through him.

Drusilla's dainty fingers loosened his shirt with ease, sliding it off him as he did the same to her, slowly taking off her dress, revealing her flawless body. They were naked in a matter of seconds, on the bed as his eyes roamed over her familiar figure.

Her skin was pale and smooth, her breasts firm and perfectly formed with rose-colored tips, and her body bent in all the correct places. His already erect cock grew even harder at the view of her, and Drusilla's eyes dropped down, her mouth twisting into a sly smile.

She sat on him once more, her hand closing around his cock as she started to stroke him with slow, measured motions. He moaned softly, his hand going to cover her breast again, rolling her nipple between his fingers. Her breathing became heavier, punctuated by soft whimpers of delight.

"Hmm... that's it," she whispered, her voice shaking slightly.

His other hand followed down her body, outlining the curve of her hip before slipping between her legs. His fingers caressed the smooth folds of her pussy, drawing a sharp gasp from her. He pushed one finger in slowly, his fingers feeling her walls close in around him as she moaned once more, her head throwing back in bliss.

"More," she whispered, her words barely audible.

He added a second finger, curling them inside her and eliciting a louder gasp. She shuddered at his touch, her hold on his cock tightening as her hips bucked slightly in time with his strokes.

But soon, she pulled back, her breath coming in short, ragged pants. "I can't wait any longer," she admitted, her cheeks flushed with heat.

He nodded, his own restraint quickly fading. "Neither can I."

Drusilla lay back on the bed, her hair fanning out like a dark halo, and he positioned himself above her. Guiding his cock to her opening, he began to press inside, her body welcoming him with warmth. She gasped softly, her fingers gripping his arms for support.

As he pushed further, he felt a slight resistance. With a gentle but firm thrust, he broke through, causing her to wince briefly. He stopped immediately, leaning down to kiss her, his lips brushing against hers in a silent apology. His hands moved to her breasts, massaging and teasing her until her body relaxed beneath him.

"It's okay," she whispered, her voice breathy.

Inflamed by her words, he started moving again, slow and measured initially, allowing her to adjust to him. Her soft sighs and hushed pleas prodded him onward, and he was soon moving quicker, their bodies harmonizing perfectly.

"Don't stop," she whispered, her fingers digging into his shoulders. "More. faster."

He complied, accelerating his rhythm as her moans became louder, resonating around the room. The noises of their coupling swirled about them, with each stroke vibrating waves of satisfaction through both parties. Her arms around his back, she hugged him closer, and he sensed her constricting around him, her frame shuddering as she neared her climax.

"Zeph...," she panted, her voice fracturing as she spoke his name.

With one final thrust, he followed her over the edge, releasing his cum inside her as she cried out in ecstasy. Her body trembled beneath his, her breathing heavy and uneven as they both came down from the high.

He fell on top of her, completely drained, and she did not wait a moment in wrapping herself about him. She leaned her head against his chest, her arms wrapped possessively about him, and she signed with content.

"Goodnight, darling~" she murmured sleepily, her voice soft and full of affection.

He wrapped an arm around her, holding her close and muttered, "Goodnight."

[Heyy~ Readers, so it was my first time writing smut, so it may be bad for those who all time fucki— cough cough I mean to those who have experience. So don't criticize me too much ;)]