6. Eurydice in Leviathan's Embrace (Part 5 of 10)

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Low Tides And High Tea
* Contains explicit sex *

Curling her fingers over Vanitas' shoulders, the vampire pushed him back just enough to glimpse into his eyes.

Biting on her bottom lip, she spoke with a slight tremble in her voice, "Hold on, Vanitas... I can't catch my breath..."

The doctor halted his motions, flashing her a notorious smirk that had no business looking as proud of himself as it did.

"Why? Is this too much for you?"

Embarrassed for accidentally boosting his ego as she rationalized her trepidation, Jeanne attempted an explanation, "No, I want it...! I just—"

Her argument, however, was abruptly interrupted by another one of Vanitas' mischievous antics. "Well, but of course you do, considering you've traveled this far to let me fuck your brains out."

Ahn...??? Why does he have to behave like a depraved brute every so often?

Jeanne wondered, as she simultaneously contemplated her recent life choices before responding to the human's self-reassurance, "Y-Yes...? Sure, I guess..."

Roaring with laughter, Vanitas' eyes lit up like stars as he continued to spew his unscrupulous slander.

"You see, never once have I treated a patient as thirsty as you, Jeanne, not even once! Nothing beats being viciously sucked into your twitching hole while your two swollen nubs—due to your severe heat—bounce off my face. The fact that you love being fucked by me is beyond dispute!"

"Eeehhh... is that so, Vanitas...?" Ignoring the accusations and putting a playful spin on her retort, Jeanne joined in the fun and hopped along with his silly gag, twirling the extension of his bangs with her finger. "May I ask for your assistance in curing me from this teeerrible illness, Mr. Vampire Doctor ?"

Vanitas let his laughter grow into howls and squeezed her soft curves even tighter in his hands. Mockery or not, seduction really was Jeanne's forte.

"Very well, my patient. I shall assist you today all right... All. Night. Long ."

She tossed a witty quip in his direction, revealing razor-sharp canines that seemed to sparkle in her elegant features. "Then what are we waiting for?"

His face lit up with a smug grin when he heard her jesting.

"I assume you've had more than enough time to rest?" Alluding to her earlier request, Vanitas blurted out an ingenious question.

The vampire let out a long, deep sigh of approval as she licked her succulent lips with fervent anticipation, raising his own arousal into a roar of ecstasy.

"Ah, Jeanne! I really can't take my eyes off of you," she was just as engrossed in pleasure as he was, her insides were in a manic state and clamping down with unfettered urgency, undeniably sensitive and eager to soak in as much of him as possible, "and all this lewdness only compels me to please you more..." He crooned.

Capitalizing on her weakened defenses, Vanitas kept plunging deeper into her until he had filled her completely, so thick and full that for a moment's worth he had her lungs desperately gasping for air.

Ngghh, Such a tight fit...

"Vani—! You're hitting my spot so much..." Jeanne's cries were little more than soft mewls, almost inaudible amidst the shower stream and sounds of their colliding bodies as he slipped deeper into her with ever-greater ease.

His torso was leaning against her voluminous breasts, which now lay slathered in their warm friction as he plunged in and out of her core, every beat of their hearts felt and heard in unison.

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