Symphony of Sin

Control

The grass bent underfoot as the two walked beneath the halo of the silver moon in the dark night. In complete silence, Emily could hear Devin's heavy breaths. 'The Madam said Mr. Bayek was strict, but what's he putting you through?' she wondered, sneaking a peek at his side profile.

His crimson eyes appeared sunken, with beads of sweat rolling down his neck. Her eyes shifted to his ashen white hair, pondering. 'Is this the real you?'

{Is something, wrong, Emily?} Devin noticed her peeking, his 'speech' somewhat awkward as he got used to 'speaking' again. Emily smiled, "Remember that time when we were at the Cape Gardens?"

Devin flinched. {You mean when I brought you those chocolates?} Emily giggled, smiling briskly. "I think it was sweet. I mean, I never told you that I'm lactose intolerant." She sighed. "I really enjoyed it, you know, the quiet, the space, just us." Devin subtly hid his blush, looking away before saying, {Me too.}

Emily turned, standing before him, forcing an abrupt halt. "You know, I miss my family. I never got the chance to say goodbye to them." She crossed her arms. "The last image of my mom was her back as she cleared the kitchen." Emily wiped her glossy eyes, not noticing Devin's subtle twitch. "As for Dad, I miss his stupid jokes. He always tortured me with them every morning, like that very one." Devin inhaled sharply before feeling Emily grab his arm. "What I'm trying to say is," she tilted her head up to look into his eyes, "you are not alone. I'm here for you. We are all here for you."

"It must be terrible not being able to see Darcey."

Devin tensed as his demeanor shifted. {I understand,} he uttered, his sudden lack of mirth baffling Emily. She opened her mouth to say something, but he cut her off. {Please let go of my arm.} She instantly complied, feeling the breeze brush her side as Devin walked away. Stunned, her voice slightly hoarse, she couldn't help but ask herself, "What did I do?"

Slam! Livia rushed out of the kitchen at the vicious thud of the door. "Oh, Young Master." She saw Devin at the door, his velvet knee-length tunic and pants scuffed, his hair disheveled, and his crimson eyes gleaming. "Was Lord Bayek difficult?" she asked, receiving only silence as Devin passed her, heading to his room. "Young Master, is there-"

{Not now, Livia.}

Slam! The door closed shut, isolating Devin in his bedroom. Livia rushed to his room, interlocking her fingers as she knocked gently on his door. "Are you okay, Young Master?"

{Go away,} she heard him say through the door. Hesitant, she bit her lip before grasping the door handle. Twisting it with a subtle clink, she entered his bedroom and closed the door behind her.

{Go away, Livia,} he ordered, sitting at the bedside. He heard her footsteps get closer, step by step, until her silhouette stood near.

The mattress gave way as she sat beside him. "What's wrong, Young Master?" she asked.

{Just leave,} he uttered before feeling Livia's gentle touch on his back. He faltered as his eyes became wet. {Just go.} He felt Livia's arms wrap around him as she pulled him to her chest. He resisted for a moment before letting it happen. She felt so warm; he could hear her calming heartbeat. She smelled sweet, almost fruity, like flowers. Tears cascaded down his face as he whispered, {She's gone.}

"Who?" Livia's fingers combed through his hair.

{Darcey,} Devin sniffed, trying to contain himself. Livia sighed.

"Let it out, Young Master. There's only me and you here."

{She was my younger sister. On the day I arrived here, she died before me.} Livia gently rubbed his back, warming him up as the candlelight from the nightstand cast shadows across her face.

"That's awful. Of course, you would be angry."

{Emily... she mentioned her, and I just got so angry. I walked away, out of fear of what I might do.} Devin sighed, wiping his eyes.

"Does she know?" Livia asked, caressing his neck.

{No, only you.} Devin felt her thumb on his bottom lip. Slowly, he looked up, their eyes meeting. Those warm hazel eyes, like luminescent pearls in the cascading waterfall of her dark hair. Her rosy lips were so full, one could only imagine how soft they might be. Devin could feel her breath becoming slightly erratic as her thumb trailed down his chin. His own breath was worse for wear, his heart beating faster. That single moment might have lasted only a few seconds, but it felt like forever.

Livia sighed briefly. "Y-You need to apologize to her." She stood up, fixing her tunic. "I should let you be, Young Master." She bowed before rushing to the door. Before leaving, she turned back to ask, "Should I bring you your great dawn meal, Young Master?"

{No.} Devin shook his head.

Thud. Livia's breath came in ragged gasps as she made her way through the apartment. Passing the dining room and kitchen, she approached a simple dark wood door. Once inside, she locked it behind her.

Her bedroom, much smaller than Devin's, contained only a simple bed and nightstand, with no windows. Her breathing grew more erratic as she stepped towards the bed. Crawling on her hands and knees across her brown covers, she let one hand trail down. Slipping under her tunic, her fingers traced her inner thigh before slipping beneath her panties. She gripped her pillow as she reached her sweet spot. Biting her lip, she rubbed at the thought of what she could have done to him. 'Oh, Young Master.'

Sitting on top of him, reaching under his velvet pants as she kissed at his neck. Milking his member while she removed the straps from her tunic. Burying his face in her chest, his tongue graced her nipples. "Mmmm..." Undoing his pants, she moved her panties aside, slipping his member inside. "Ah!" It went through her inner walls, going deep inside. "Mmmm..." She hugged him tightly gyrating on his crotch. The bed shook under her intense love. Jumping up and down, she held him tighter unleashing all her desires.

Gyrating on her bed her finger moved faster, and faster and faster, until. "Ah!" Sweet release arrived.

End of Chapter 12