Addeline: The Darkness at the Heart of My Love [Papa Emeritus IV]

A scourge in the guise of sanctity

Swiss and Addeline had made a conscious effort to avoid each other, their interactions reduced to fleeting glances and awkward silences. Addeline, determined to remain steadfast in her loyalty, struggled to stay faithful to the Cardinal. Every encounter with Swiss was a test of her resolve, a reminder of the emotional turmoil that lay just beneath the surface.

The bus was parked at another venue, another show. Addy was preparing to get the children from the nanny so they could attend sound check. Swiss walked in just as the woman was frantically searching for their hotel keycards. It had been weeks since he had last touched Addeline, and now, seeing her standing there alone in such a revealing dress, the temptation was overwhelming, stirring a deep, irresistible longing within him. Akin to a famished creature, he observed her movements intently, recognizing the depth of his longing for her in that moment.

He yearned for Addy's touch, his heart aching with desire. Despite reminding her that she had to make a choice, in this instant, all he could focus on was her. Even if it meant that this could be their last intimate encounter, he couldn't deny that he needed her right then and there.

In a quick stride, he lunged at her, showering her with a flurry of kisses all over her neck. "What's gotten into you?" she chuckled, trying to squirm away from his affectionate assault, "Swiss, I'm late for practice!"

"Addy, I am begging you to let me fuck you right now."

"Here? On the bus?" Addy's mind raced as she recalled her past pregnancies, each one occurring shortly after giving birth. She couldn't stand to think what would happen if Swiss got her pregnant again. While she cherished the connection she shared with Swiss through their son, she knew that the Cardinal would not forgive her for repeating the same mistake.

"Swiss," she began to explain, "It's not a good time for me. I'm fertile as fuck!"

Swiss empathized with Addy's concern and fully supported her perspective. Although he would love to put another baby into her, making the same mistake twice would certainly not go unnoticed.

"Adds, I swear to God, I'll pull out."

She was shocked he would suggest the withdraw method. Although she had used it in the past with the Cardinal, there was much more on the line this time.

"What if you can't?"

Swiss locked eyes with the woman, his voice filled with sincerity and determination, "Addy, trust me. I won't put you in that position again."

"We shouldn't," the woman wasn't entirely affirmative, but hoped he would back off before she gave in.

"I'm dying for you, Addeline."

At these words, her head bobbed up and down, almost as if it had a mind of its own. The gravitational pull of Swiss's offer was strong, and she found herself unable to resist. Before she knew it, she was agreeing to do whatever he wanted.

She stood seductively in front of the ghoul, her posture exuding a mix of allure and self-assuredness. Though she was still overshadowed by his towering height, she held her ground with a sense of poise.

"Tell me what you want me to do," she said, wanting him to take whatever he wanted however he wanted it.

He wondered if this was the way she talked to the Cardinal, surrendering herself fully to his will. He was happy to play along, "Bend over on the bed," he commanded, quite turned on by her submissiveness.

With a charming smile, she placed her hands on the bed and bent over in a way that exuded both sensuality and invitation. He locked the door to the bus and with a hungry look in his eyes, Swiss positioned himself behind Addy, making sure that she could feel how hard he was. The feeling was enough to drive Addy insane. The scent of cigarette smoke was unmistakable as he hovered over her. The smoky fragrance clung to his clothes and lingered on his breath, creating an irresistible, tantalizing aura that drew her in. He placed his hands under her dress, grabbed her panties and slowly pulled them down until they were at her feet. She could feel the temperature rise between her legs as she thought about what the man would do next.