The Devil's passionate Lover [PAUSED]

♛4 Temptation

After dinner, Annabeth takes a hot bath in her bathroom and enjoys the hot water. She uses bathing salt, which Vil recommended to her. Red rose petals swim in her bubble bath. She blows some of the foam away and chuckles like a child. Sometimes it is enjoyable to be childish once in a while.

"Come in!" she shouts before the person in front of her dorm room has a chance to knock on the door. She hears the door open and that someone has entered her room. "Bathroom!" she shouts and splashes water a bit. Then the bathroom door opens. "Anna, can we talk?" A male voice asks and stops speaking when he sees that she's sitting in the bathtub. He turns his head around and blushes deeply. "Better I come later." Vil mumbles, but Anna already grabs his arm before he can leave and drags him into her bathtub. "Why are you so shy?" she asks him in a flirtatious way. He glares at her before sighing and smirking.

"Now you need to take responsibility for soaking me and my clothes wet." He says in a cocky tune, and she blushes a bit. She leans over him and kisses him, which surprises Vil a lot. He doesn't know if he should give in to this temptation and kiss her back.

His body moves on its own. His hands touch her bare back and pull her closer to himself. The blonde-haired man closes his eyes while kissing her back. She unbuttons his wet shirt and he helps her undress him. Then she opens his belt and pants, while their tongues glide around one another.

When she starts kissing him, he softly growls as she touches his bare skin and throws his pants and shorts off the tube. Anna rubs her nude body against his. They break the kiss for a moment before continuing it. His hands slide her back up and down before he softly grabs her delicate ass and places her on his lap. He wanted to feel her all the way. Her long red hair sticks to his and her bare skin. She wraps her arms around his neck and Vil breaks the kiss so he can use his mouth for something else. He gently sucks on her neck, causing her to moan.

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Vil wakes up from his alarm clock. His eyes are wide open and his heart is beating like crazy. 'A dream?' He just realized he was having a dream about doing something inappropriate with Annabeth. His heart races and his breath is irregular. He can't believe that he just dreamed of something this naughty. Then he looks under his blanket. He groans before getting up and heading to the bathroom to ease his small problem. After that, he went about his daily morning routine and exercised.

He tried to forget what he dreamed this morning, but it was easier said than done when you see that person every day. Anna looks confused because something seems off. Even Rook can tell that Vil is behaving strange. "Is everything alright Vil? You have been acting strange." Rook asks, concerned. "Did Dame Annabeth make you uncomfortable?" Rook then asks and Vil shakes his head. "No, she hasn't. I just had a weird dream. That's all." He says calmly but his heart races after remembering what he had dreamed of. Rook tilts his head to the side before grinning.

"Do you have feelings for her?" Vil almost spits his coffee out and his expression looks shocked by this question. "What do you mean by feelings?" Vil asks in return and Rook starts to chuckle. "Oh, Roi du Poison has fallen in love." Rook says while smiling brightly. He looks like an angel, but he is definitely not one.

"You don't mean I have fallen in love with Annabeth?" Vil raises his brow in skepticism, and Rooks nods his head. "Oui! I noticed the changes. You tried to spend more time with her and you also found a reason to kiss her." Rook explains, and Vil sighs deeply and shakes his head. "You also got angry when I mentioned I got another kiss from her." Rook is very skilled at observing people.

Vil threw his book at him because Rook put salt into an open wound. "I think it's more a hint of lust than love!" he says annoyed. Rook looks at him while picking up the book and handing it over to Vil. "So you dreamed about sex with Reine de la Poison?" Rook asks him directly. "Seriously, your acumen can really get on your nerves." Vil massages his template.