The Acolyte of Spirits and Curses

Klein sucked harder on her swollen clit, alternating between deep suction and quick bites that sent sharp sparks of pleasure through Orpheus’s body.

The wet, obscene sounds of his mouth working against her pussy filled the room without pause.

Orpheus’s thighs trembled violently around his head.

"Haa... Klein... wait... something’s... nnh... something’s coming-"

Her voice was shaky, almost panicked, as the pressure inside her built far too quickly.

Her fingers tightened painfully in his hair, but she no longer tried to pull him away.

Instead her hips jerked upward against his mouth, chasing the overwhelming sensation.

"I can’t... hold it... Klein-!"

The moment the words left her lips, Klein pulled his head back.

A thin string of saliva and her juices still connected his lips to her glistening pussy for a brief second before it broke.

With both hands, he grabbed her thighs and forced them even further apart, spreading her completely.

Orpheus’s pussy pulsed hard in the open air.

Then she came.

A clear, powerful stream of fluid squirted out from her trembling pussy in short bursts, splashing against Klein’s chin and chest as her orgasm crashed through her.

Her inner walls clenched and fluttered visibly with every pulse, her clit twitching as more of her release spilled out onto the floor beneath her.

"Ahh...! Nnh... haa...!"

Orpheus’s back arched high off the floor, her full breasts trembling with the force of her climax.

Her toes curled tightly, and her thighs shook uncontrollably in Klein’s grip as the orgasm ripped through her.

The squirting continued for several long seconds before finally slowing into soft pulses that left her pussy dripping and sensitive.

When the peak finally began to fade, her body collapsed back onto the floor.

Her legs remained weak in Klein’s hands as her thoroughly soaked pussy still twitched with aftershocks.

A deep, embarrassed flush spread across her entire face.

Orpheus quickly raised both arms and covered her face with her hands, unable to look at him.

"...Don’t look," she muttered in a muffled voice.

"That was... too much... I didn’t mean to... do that in front of you..."

Her ears and the visible parts of her cheeks were bright red.

Even her neck and the upper part of her chest had turned a warm pink from the intensity of her orgasm and the sheer embarrassment of having squirted so hard while he watched.

Klein remained between her spread legs, breathing heavily as he stared at her pussy.

Orpheus peeked at him from between her fingers.

"Stop staring like that..." she whispered. "It’s... embarrassing enough already..."

Her thighs twitched weakly in his hands, as if she wanted to close them but no longer had the strength to do so.

Instead of diving back in, he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss against the side of her leg.

Orpheus’s breath hitched slightly at the gentle contact.

He kissed her again, higher this time, right along the sensitive skin of her inner thigh.

His lips were still hot, still carrying the lingering fever of the aphrodisiac, but the kisses themselves were slower.

He trailed them upward, one after another, until his mouth brushed lightly against her wet, oversensitive pussy.

Orpheus flinched and let out a small sound.

"Haa... Dear... it’s still sensitive..."

He placed one more soft kiss directly against her folds, then began moving higher.

His lips pressed against the smooth skin of her lower belly, just above her mound.

Then higher still, across the gentle curve of her stomach.

He paused at her belly button, kissing it once, then again, before continuing upward along the center of her torso.

Orpheus slowly lowered her hands from her face, watching him through half-lidded, embarrassed eyes as he kissed his way up her body.

"You’re... being strangely gentle all of a sudden.What happened to all that desperation from earlier...?"

Klein reached the soft valley between her breasts and placed a slow kiss there, letting his lips linger against the warm skin.

Then he turned his head and kissed the underside of her left breast, followed by the right.

His mouth found one of her still-stiff nipples and closed his lips around it in a soft, wet kiss.

"Nnh..."

Orpheus’s fingers twitched against the floor.

He kissed her other nipple as well before moving higher.

His lips brushed over her collarbone, then the side of her neck, where he pressed a series of soft, open-mouthed kisses that made her tilt her head slightly to the side.

Finally, he reached her face.

Klein hovered over her for a brief moment, his flushed face close to hers.

Then he leaned down and kissed her lips.

It was soft at first... just a press of his mouth against hers. Then another. And another.

He continued pecking her lips in a series of short, repeated kisses, as if he couldn’t quite bring himself to pull away.

Between the kisses, his nose brushed lightly against her cheek.

Orpheus’s eyes fluttered halfway shut.

"...Klein," she whispered against his lips during one of the brief pauses. "You’re still burning up... I can feel it."

He answered by kissing her again, a little deeper this time as his lips moved slowly against hers.

One of his hands came up to cup the side of her face and he brushed his thumb lightly over her cheek as he continued the soft, repeated pecks.

Orpheus let out a quiet breath and raised one hand, resting it gently against the back of his neck.

"If you keep kissing me like this," she murmured between the soft presses of his lips, "I’m going to start thinking you’ve calmed down..."

Klein kissed her once more, then again, and again.

Orpheus’s fingers lightly stroked the back of his neck as she allowed the soft kisses to continue.

"...You’re really something else when you’re like this," she muttered against his mouth.

Klein only answered with another gentle peck on her lips.

While his mouth stayed busy with hers, his hands began to move.

He reached down and gripped the hem of his shirt.

Without breaking the series of soft kisses, he pulled the fabric upward.

The movement forced him to lean back slightly for a moment, their lips separating with a quiet, wet sound as he dragged the shirt up over his head and tossed it aside.

Orpheus’s eyes flickered downward for a brief second, looking at the flushed skin of his chest and the way his muscles tensed with every uneven breath he took.

"...You’re really going to take everything off?" she murmured against his lips as he leaned back in and kissed her again.

Klein answered by pecking her mouth once more, then again, while his hands moved lower.

He unfastened his belt with slightly clumsy, heated fingers.

The soft clink of the buckle was followed by the sound of fabric shifting as he pushed his pants down over his hips.

He had to break the kiss briefly to kick them off along with the rest of his clothing, leaving him completely naked above her.

When he returned to her, there was nothing left between them.

His hot, naked body pressed down against hers as the hard length of his cock rested heavily against her lower stomach and the still-sensitive folds of her pussy.

Orpheus let out a quiet, shaky breath into the space between their mouths.

"Haa... I can feel how hard you are... The aphrodisiac hasn’t calmed down at all, has it?"

Klein pecked her lips again, and his eyes are hazy with heat as he looked down at her.

One of his hands slid along her side, feeling the soft curves of her body now that there was no fabric left to separate them.

"I am... somehow controlling myself now."

She raised one hand and rested it against his cheek, brushing her thumb lightly near the corner of his mouth as he continued the soft, repeated kisses.