Sacrilegious Soulmates

New Things

Being able to shapeshift was one thing, but being able to change privates was another. DIO didn't previously have any idea of his shift ability, unless it was something to do with The World. His overactive libido didn't care whether or not he was tired, cuddled up with Pucci and trying to actually sleep for once— and the shift change was making it harder to ignore. Instead of having what usual men had down there he had shifted it to the female genitalia to experiment, but now it was absolutely horrible and he couldn't go back until his needs were satisfied. Not to mention it was foreign and weird for him— but here it was, slick and wanting.

Pucci laid asleep beside him as he clutched his groin and shoved his legs together, trying to stop the feeling. He didn't want to wake Pucci up just so he could have sex with him— that was a very rare thing, and it didn't happen unless they were both going through their libido phases. It also didn't help that he was very much still lactating, and his shirt was becoming damp with milk. Why was it always him in these predicaments, while Pucci rested away oh-so soundly? What do dreams as sweet as his priest's entail? If only he could experience that too, he thought.

It wasn't unusual for him to want things like this, no, but it was currently very hard to not ride Pucci into oblivion with the way his shirt was nearly wet from the leaking of milk, and the way his clit pulsed between his legs. Enrico jolted out of his sleep due to a dream, and looked over to see his beloved. Unluckily for DIO, his choice of shirt tonight was a white one, with a beaker symbol for science on it—which meant Pucci could see the marks from milk. He pulled his lord closer and rubbed his back, startling him.

"Are you alright, my love?" He asked.

"Fine.. it's still kind of weird because of the.. you know," said DIO, who motioned down to his crotch.

"Ah, of course.. I would be awkward and weird, too. Though— you're trembling, and you're lactating." Pucci noticed, encouraging DIO to lie his head on his chest.

"Pucci.. dear— I'm.. also kind of stirred up." He said, nearly digging his nails into his arm.

".. Really? Do I need protection since you're more likely to be fertile right now?" Enrico responds, his tone concerned but willing.

"No, no, you don't have to do that. Just.. please me, my love." He sits up, letting Pucci slide his shirt off and settle him in his lap.

They shared a few kisses while Pucci began to rub at DIO under his underwear, feeling his trembles and hearing the hitches of breath. Enrico's hands wandered up to his beloved's chest, squeezing gently. The leaking of milk began once again, flowing down his now exposed abdomen. The priest flipped them around, to where DIO was on his back, Pucci on top of him. He brought his lips to the vampire's nipple, taking it in his lips and beginning to suckle while twisting his other nipple. DIO was getting wetter, and it was at this point his underwear was getting uncomfortable with slick.

Enrico relished in the taste of it, how it was a silky smooth sweetness and just tasted unexplainably DIO. They had always done things like this. Comparing scents, tastes, and atmospheres to one another. Sometimes they'd set up special one-on-one dinners that were themed after one another—DIO, a blood wine dinner with steak and broccoli, and Pucci, as well as lamb meat with sacramental bread and wine. He suckled and swallowed with fervor, gulping down every bit he could get— until the vampire's milk supply soon went dry. He slowly stripped his lord's underwear off, revealing the soft, agitated feminine orifice underneath.

DIO was so, so wet. He was nearly leaking onto the sheets before Pucci was diving between his legs, licking and sucking at his clit. He whimpered and bit his finger, lying back onto the covers as the priest ate him out. "E—Enrico, please.." he whined softly, bucking his hips at the feeling of his beloved's tongue between his folds. Pucci pulled out the lube they used during their quality time, and began to spread it over his clit while DIO bucked his hips up against Pucci's fingers, slipping one in. "Ah, I see you're very ready, my love." He whispered, planting a kiss on his cheek while he scissored him.

Enrico finally pulled his pajama-pants down, letting his erection spring out as he pressed it up against DIO's pussy. He slipped in with quiet ease, making sure to wait for his beloved to adjust before pushing in and thrusting slowly. The vampire's eyes were squeezed shut tightly, his eyebrows soft and raised unlike their usual grumpy positioning. This was.. a lot. The way he was so deep, the way DIO kept clenching every time he hit a certain spot, and especially how Enrico was squeezing his hips. He felt the coil building in his abdomen embarrassingly quick, and he let out a warning whimper to let Pucci know.

"Already?" Enrico smiled.

"Shu—aah.. o-oh god.." moaned DIO as Pucci continuously hit his most sensitive internal spot.

He clamped his legs around Pucci's waist and squeezed as his orgasm rippled through him with force, his mouth opened in a silent moan. God, Enrico could never get enough of that expression. There was nothing that brought them closer other than talking about gravity, and the priest relished in that fact all the time. "Err.. it seems I came too early again." said DIO, shyly motioning to the mess on the sheets. "You're way more sensitive, and who said there would only be one round?" retorted Pucci, continuing to thrust into him. His legs quivered and his knees threatened to buckle as he was turned over onto his stomach, Enrico's hips meeting his ample bottom everytime he thrusted forward.

"P—Pucci, ah.." He whimpered, clawing at the sheets and squeezing them like his life depended on it. The priest felt a familiar pressure in his lower abdomen rising, knowing that he would soon orgasm and most likely collapse before having to shower. DIO bit into the pillow, accidentally scratching it so hard that it ripped and caused a few clumps of fluff to be visible on the bed. He was hitting his deepest point, possibly his cervix— and it felt heavenly. It wasn't long before Enrico squeezed DIO's bottom as he spilled inside of him— which in turn caused DIO another orgasm, causing him to let out a deliciously loud whimper. The priest collapsed at his side after pulling out. He didn't whimper or whine much, but tonight he had done it multiple times.

"We have to do this again sometime. But.. for now, I believe it's time for a bath." He wiped DIO's mess that was strewn along his thighs and some of the bed, peeled away the soiled bedsheet, and picked him up to take him off to the bathroom. He slipped into the washroom and started the water, looking at DIO's exhausted expression before the tub was filled within 10 minutes. They definitely needed to take baths more often— especially since their kids were off at his parent's place. He was so lucky to still have his father and mother, who gratefully took all of the children since the space in their house was more than enough. Helping his beloved down into the tub, Enrico grabbed the body wash and let some of it drip into the tub before DIO swished the water around, creating bubbles. The priest stripped himself down, settling into the water with the vampire.

"It's been so long since we've bathed together like this," said DIO. "we should send the kids off more often."

"As long as what I'm doing is with you.. I couldn't ask for anything more, my love." Enrico responded, lazily washing up DIO's chest and stomach.

His lord slowly shifted and plopped himself down into his lap, both of them becoming painfully aware of the fact that they were both naked and he could feel the priest's softened cock. Slowly, he began to grind, leaning back onto Pucci's chest as he did so. The water slowed his movements more than he would've liked, but it was his own fault for deciding to do it here of all places. He quickly sunk down onto Pucci again, watching as Enrico's face contorted in pleasure, grabbing his hips and squeezing them harshly. "That's definitely going to leave a mark." said DIO, beginning to buck up and down. Enrico's thrusts became desperate and fast, due to the fact he was still overly excited from their previous intimacy.

He tried to hold off, but with the water making it feel weirdly better, he spilled inside of him and messed up the water.

"You're cleaning that up." snarled DIO, washing himself off with soap.

"It was your idea." He snapped back, smirking.

"Fine, you've caught me.." the vampire responded, standing up to get out of the tub.

They got dressed into new pajamas and lied down, intertwining with each other immediately. The warmth from one another was calming, just as well as strawberry ice-cream was soothing.

Pucci hoped it would be like this for the rest of their break.