Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives

Villain Ch 881. Responsibility

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"So, what do we do now?" he asked, his voice barely more than a whisper. He looked at Larissa, searching her face for any sign of a solution.

Larissa bit her lip, her eyes flickering with uncertainty. "I don't know," she admitted. "I didn't think you'd find the chocolate."

Allen looked at Larissa, his eyes filled with a mixture of desperation and desire. "You will take responsibility for this, right?" he asked, his voice low and intense.

Larissa cringed, her eyes wide with both fear and excitement. "I guess I need to—" she began, but Allen didn't let her finish. He could see the answer in her eyes, feel it in the charged air between them.@@novelbin@@

"Great," Allen said, his voice a mere whisper. Without waiting for further permission, he closed the distance between them. He leaned in, his lips finding hers in a rush of pent-up desire and urgency. The moment their lips met, it was like a spark igniting a wildfire.

Allen kissed her with a hunger he didn't know he possessed, his lips moving against hers with a fervor that took them both by surprise. He could feel the primal desire inside him burning, begging to be released. His hands found their way to her waist, pulling her closer as if the mere act of being near her could quench the flame raging within him.

Larissa was momentarily shocked by Allen's sudden movement, the intensity of his kiss taking her by surprise. But as the initial shock faded, she began to understand the urgency behind his actions. She could feel the desperate need in his touch, the way he held her so close as if afraid she might slip away. And she had to admit, she was shocked by how much he had restrained himself until now.

She remembered how Allen had come over earlier, and she had assumed he just wanted to be intimate with her. But instead, they had eaten together, talked, and then went online to play their game. It was clear to her now that Allen didn't see her as a mere outlet for his desires. He respected her, valued her company beyond just physical intimacy.

Even after consuming two potent love chocolates, he had managed to hold back, to control himself, showing immense restraint.

'It must have been torture for him,' Larissa thought, feeling a pang of empathy mixed with admiration. Despite the overwhelming urge that the chocolates induced, he hadn't just jumped on her, demanding sex. Instead, he had waited, trying to fight the effects, respecting her and their relationship. This realization filled her with happiness and a deep sense of affection for him.

Allen's kisses grew more insistent, his need palpable. Larissa responded in kind, her own desire flaring in response to his. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer, feeling the heat of his body against hers. The taste of his lips, the urgency in his touch, it was all overwhelming yet incredibly intoxicating.

She could feel his hands moving over her back, each touch sending shivers down her spine. The intensity of the moment was almost too much to bear, but it was also exhilarating. There was something profoundly intimate about the way he was holding her, kissing her, like he was pouring all his unspoken emotions into each touch.

Larissa's thoughts drifted to how considerate Allen had been. Even when he was clearly struggling with the effects of the love chocolates, he hadn't made her feel like just an object of his desire. He had been patient, waiting until he couldn't hold back anymore but still giving her the respect she deserved. It was proof of his character, to the depth of his feelings for her.

She could sense the tension in his body, the way he was still trying to hold back, to not rush things. She gently pulled back, just enough to look into his eyes. They were dark with desire, but there was also a softness, a vulnerability that made her heart swell with love.

"Allen," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly with emotion. "It's okay. I'm here with you."

He looked at her, his eyes searching hers for reassurance. She smiled softly, her hand caressing his cheek. "I want this too," she said, her voice filled with sincerity.

Allen's breath hitched, and he leaned in to kiss her again, this time slower, more tenderly. It was as if he was pouring all his gratitude, all his love into that kiss. Larissa could feel it, the depth of his emotions, and it made her heart race even faster.

He pressed his body against Larissa, the intensity of his desire driving him forward until they both fell back onto the sofa. He landed on top of her, their bodies melding together in a perfect, heated fit. His breath was ragged, the force of his longing evident in every movement. His hands began to explore her body, fingers tracing the curve of her waist before settling on her butt.

He squeezed gently at first, then more firmly, a clear expression of the hunger he felt.

Larissa's heart was pounding in her chest, each beat echoing in her ears. The sheer force of Allen's desire was overwhelming, but she could also sense the underlying tenderness in his touch. Despite the urgency, there was a gentleness, a respect that spoke volumes about his feelings for her. She knew she had to respond, but not with the same primal intensity.

The love chocolates had done their job too well, and Allen had already restrained himself for at least twenty minutes. She needed to ground him, to bring a moment of calm to the storm.

With a soft, reassuring smile, Larissa placed both hands on Allen's cheeks, her thumbs brushing gently over his skin. She could feel the heat radiating from him, his pulse quick and frantic under her touch. Slowly, she moved her hands up, her fingers trailing to his ears, where she touched him with the utmost care.