Sacrilegious Soulmates

Distress (New Things 2)

"Oh god.. please, Pucci.." DIO moaned, shivering and whimpering.

DIO had his hands dug deep into Pucci's scalp as the priest pushed his tongue deep into his beloved's clit. He had begged for this all day, and now that he was getting it, he was shaking with overstimulation. His stomach was twisting and turning as Enrico placed a hand on his chest, squeezing gently as he watched more milk dampen his blue shirt. Normally, he would've already been thrusting deep and making DIO yell, but his beloved vampire was carrying their child and his stomach was already slightly swollen. He had to take it slow, or else DIO would most likely gag. "Are you ready, my love?" asked the priest, rubbing the vampire's thighs.

The vampire gave a desperate nod before the priest slowly removed his own boxers, rubbing himself against DIO's entrance. "We have to do this more often.." Enrico commented, just as his head slipped in. Meanwhile, his beloved was struggling with words. He had started to zone out during their intimacy because of the combined sensations, and it gave him more frequent expressive moans. It also didn't help that Pucci was dragging his hips slow and gentle due to DIO's pregnancy, and the coil in his stomach was building pleasantly slow. It was too much for him and they had just started. "Hhh.. why must it always be me, desperate and panting?" Hissed the vampire.

"Because you're the only one always horny no matter the situation. You're carrying and can't get any more pregnant, yet you're begging for me to breed you." Enrico whispered in his ear, to which DIO shivered and let out a deep whimper as Pucci sunk deep inside. It wasn't long before the vampire had flipped them over, now on top of Pucci in his lap, slowly riding. "Hah.. aah, E-Enrico.." came a soft whine from DIO, who was squeezing his eyes shut as he bounced. The priest gripped his hips and began to slowly guide him up and down, while the vampire grunted and hissed at him for it. "Let me go fast!" He whined. Pucci gave him a questioning eyebrow before smirking gently, "You're pregnant, remember?" He snickered.

The vampire growled in protest as his efforts to grind were paused by the tight grip Enrico had on his thighs. He tried desperately, to no avail. His darling priest was stronger than him tonight, unfortunately. "Pucci! Let me go." He continued to hiss, grinding as fast as Enrico would let him. He was becoming seriously annoyed as Enrico looked at him with those beautiful black eyes. "Don't look at me like that. I want you to help me, not shut me down.." he growled. "I'll help you just fine." responded the priest, just as he began to thrust deep into DIO. The vampire let out a gasp as Enrico began to hit his sensitive spot, making him shiver and grip his beloved tightly. Not even a minute later, he was grinding and trying again to ride him, when Pucci had enough of him and turned him over.

The pace grew rough and DIO was beginning to look like he needed to gag. "E-Enrico.. slow down.." panted the vampire, needing a break. He laid down on the priest's chest, breathing heavily. "You're okay?" Pucci asked, rubbing his back gently. DIO nodded and laid there for a while, calming down. He didn't expect himself to need breaks like this, and it was making him sort of ashamed. Being pregnant and dependent like a human female... it was even slightly painful for him to think about it. It took him right back to the days when he was too young to fend for himself, when his father was still drinking himself into a stupor. The days when he had to quickly clean his toys and hide in the closet whenever Dario came home and wait until he was sober enough to not beat him half to death. While it didn't make him tremble, it certainly wasn't a good memory for him at all.

He sat there for at least a good 10 to 15 minutes before Enrico began to grind. DIO knew he was desperate. but he really wasn't in the mood anymore— so he used their safeword. "Red.. I don't want to do this anymore." He said, his expression unreadable. He moved off of Pucci, then moved his head closer to the priest's cock. "I can still finish you off, though." DIO then proceeded to take Pucci in his mouth, his head bobbing slowly as he worked his tongue. Enrico shuddered and pushed the vampire's head down,  his thighs quivering. DIO then gripped him and spread his legs, putting his head lower. He began to lick at his rim and pushed his tongue inside, listening to the sounds of and feeling the priest quiver. His moans were music to the vampire's ears, and it just made him go deeper.

Enrico just had to bite into the pillow and grip himself, stroking slowly as DIO's tongue was seated as deep as his mouth would allow. He couldn't be bothered to stop, even as Pucci patted his head to warn him that he was close. Instead of pulling away, he put his head back up and took Enrico in his mouth once again, bobbing his head up and down. The priest nearly drew blood from DIO as he came, eyes squeezed shut tightly as he came down from the high. "Are you alright?" He panted, looking at the vampire. "Yeah. I just had a memory and didn't feel like finishing it, but nevermind. I'm horny again." DIO responded. Enrico pushed DIO down gently and slowly removed his shirt, taking his breast in his mouth and beginning to drink while his hand pushed a finger into his beloved. His underwear was getting damp and Enrico's fingers were now scissoring as he swallowed down most of his milk. Again, the priest was absolutely addicted to his milk. It was sweet but not too sweet, and it was thick but not too thick, and it had a honey-esque under note to it. 

DIO eventually shuddered and came, ruining his underwear and most of Pucci's hand. He laid there with him for a moment as Enrico cleaned both of them up, and lied down with him.

"You didn't drain my other breast this time," DIO smirked.

"You'd let me drink another?!" Enrico shrieked.