The Acolyte of Spirits and Curses

Klein’s feverish hands moved lower.

With another rough pull, he tore her dress further down, ripping the fabric past her chest and fully exposing the smooth, pale plane of her stomach.

The soft skin of her midriff was now completely bare, rising and falling quickly with her uneven breathing.

"Klein... wait... your mouth is still..."

He didn’t listen.

Still flushed and breathing heavily, Klein lowered his head.

His hot breath first washed over her stomach, making the soft muscles twitch slightly.

Then he lethis tongue out and pressed it against the smooth skin just below her breasts.

He licked slowly downward.

A long, wet trail of saliva was left behind as his tongue glided over her warm skin, tasting every inch.

He moved hungrily, licking across the gentle curve of her stomach, then back up, then down again in messy strokes.

The heat of his mouth contrasted sharply with the cool air, making Orpheus’s abdominal muscles tighten involuntarily.

"Haa... that tickles... nnh..."

Klein’s hands gripped her waist firmly, holding her in place as he continued.

He pressed open-mouthed kisses across her stomach, occasionally sucking lightly on the soft flesh hard enough to leave faint red marks.

Finally, his attention landed on her belly button.

He leaned in closer and his tongue circled the small depression first, tracing the rim slowly before pressing inside.

Orpheus’s hips jerked slightly at the strange sensation.

"Hmm... ! That’s... haa... sensitive..."

He ignored her soft protest and sealed his lips around her belly button, beginning to suck on it with the same greedy intensity he had shown her breasts.

"Nnh... ah..."

Orpheus’s fingers tightened in his hair again.

The stimulation was strange, being ticklish and oddly pleasurable at the same time, and her stomach tensed under his mouth with every strong suck.

Klein groaned softly against her skin, as if the taste and softness of her body were the only things holding him through the overwhelming heat of the aphrodisiac.

He continued licking and sucking at her belly button without pause, occasionally pulling back just long enough to drag his tongue across the surrounding skin before latching on again.

Orpheus looked down at him through half-lidded eyes and a soft, shaky breath escaped her lips.

"...You’re really going to devour every part of me, aren’t you?"

Klein’s feverish hands continued their downward path.

He tore the remaining fabric of her dress further down past her hips.

The soft material ripped and slid away, fully exposing the clean, smooth mound of her pussy.

Orpheus’s breath hitched sharply as the last of her clothing was pulled away.

He placed both hands on her knees and pushed her legs apart with firm pressure.

Orpheus’s thighs parted under his strength, exposing her completely to his heated gaze.

Her clean, neat pussy lips rested softly together and a faint sheen of arousal is already visible along the narrow slit.

For several long seconds he simply stared, breathing heavily, as if the sight alone was feeding the fire raging inside him.

Then he reached down.

With two fingers, he gently spread her pussy lips open, parting the soft folds to reveal the sensitive inner pink and the small, swollen clit at the top.

He leaned in closer, his hot breath washing directly over her exposed pussy as he looked deeply at every detail... the wetness, the subtle twitching of her inner walls, and the way her clit pulsed faintly under his gaze.

Orpheus’s face burned.

She turned her head slightly to the side with one arm half-covering her eyes, though she made no real effort to close her legs.

"...Don’t stare so much," she muttered in a quiet voice. "It’s embarrassing..."

Klein lowered his head and pressed a slow, open-mouthed kiss against the soft skin of her inner thigh, just beside her spread pussy.

Then he kissed higher, closer to her folds as his hot breath teased the sensitive skin with every exhale.

His fingers remained in place, still holding her pussy open as he kissed and lightly bit along the tender flesh of her inner thighs.

Orpheus’s thighs trembled slightly under his hands.

"Haa... Klein... if you’re going to do it... then stop teasing..."

He leaned in and pressed a soft kiss directly against Orpheus’s exposed pussy.

His lips were hot as they made contact with her soft, glossy folds.

The kiss was slow at first, as if even through the haze of the aphrodisiac he was savoring the first real taste of her.

Orpheus’s breath caught sharply.

"Haa..."

He kissed her again, letting his mouth stay against her most sensitive flesh.

Then his tongue slipped out.

He licked her in a long, slow stroke from the bottom of her slit all the way up to her clit.

The wet heat of his tongue dragged heavily over every fold, spreading her open slightly as he tasted her.

A soft, glistening trail of saliva mixed with her growing wetness was left behind.

Orpheus’s hips twitched.

Klein licked her again... and again.

Then he sealed his lips around her and began to suck.

"Nnh-!"

Orpheus’s back arched off the wooden floor as the sudden suction pulled at her sensitive folds and clit.

His tongue continued to move even while he sucked against her clit without pause.

"Wait.. Nngh~~" In the next moment, her thighs clamped tightly around his head, locking him in place between her legs.

The soft, warm flesh of her inner thighs pressed against his ears as her heels dug lightly into his back.

The sudden tightening only seemed to drive him further.

Klein let out a muffled groan against her pussy.

Both of his hands shot up and grabbed her thighs, fingers sinking into the soft flesh as he pulled them even wider apart despite her instinctive tightening.

With a new surge of strength, he buried his face more firmly against her and began to devour her pussy.

His tongue pushed between her folds, spearing into her entrance as far as it could go before dragging back up to attack her clit again.

He suckled hard on the swollen little bud, alternating between rapid flicks of his tongue and deep, pulling suction.

"Haa... Klein... wait... it’s too... nnh...!"

Her fingers tangled tightly in his hair, but she didn’t push him away.

Instead her hips began to move on their own, grinding subtly against his mouth as the intense pleasure built.

Her thighs trembled around his head, still holding him in a tight, possessive grip even as he forced them further apart with his hands.

Klein showed no signs of slowing down.

He licked deeper and occasionally pulled back just long enough to drag his tongue in broad, messy strokes across her entire pussy before sealing his lips around her clit once more.

Saliva and her own love juices coated his lips and chin.

The heat of the aphrodisiac made him relentless, as if the only thing that could soothe the fire inside him was the taste and feel of her completely unraveling against his mouth.

A deep flush spread across her face and down her neck as she looked down at the man buried between her legs.

"You’re... haa... really going to make me... lose my composure like this..." she muttered in a breathless voice.