𝘾𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙎𝙤𝙪𝙡 ♥︎

Chapter 69: Weight of Sin

"Mmh..."

"Hah..."

Creak...

Y/n and Diesel's lips separated from each other, trailing a line of saliva to bridge them together. They were sitting on a small bed, in a room that was completely dark.

Though, no matter how little light there was present, their eyes made up just enough for them to see each other. Holding, gripping onto one another as they continued their night.

Diesel's eyes were half lidded as she heaved air back into her lungs, while the Commander had his completely closed. He was leaning against the bedframe, hands behind his head as he rested his heart for a moment.

"... You're really... trying to take the lead..." Y/n commented, wiping the drool off his lips and opening one of his eyes to look at Diesel. "But you're just as inexperienced as I am..."

... As if her face couldn't get any redder.

"T-Then you shouldn't be complaining..." She looked to the side, palm of her hand gently cupping her cheek in bashfulness. "I haven't done anything like this before..."

"..." Y/n hummed, looking up at the ceiling as he thought of a solution. "Well, since you've proven to be sloppy, how about I take charge?"

"Eh? Take charge?" An idea prodded into mind as Diesel heard his words, forcing her already embarrassed expression to deepen. "As in... S-Switching positions?"

"... Not really, but that's part of it."

Shuffle...

"Oof!" Diesel's back hit the mattress. She tried to sit up, but before she could, a knee was placed in between both of her legs, and hands on both sides of her body, locking her in place.

She recognized the vein patterns on those forearms...

"Don't get me wrong, you looked real nice and cute trying to act like you knew what you were doing," Y/n said with a firm smirk as he looked down upon her. "I just want to show you what you're missing out on."

It took Diesel her willpower and a half to not let out a squeal of both embarrassment and surprise, as Y/n not only grabbed her firmly by the waist, but also lowered himself upon her, now breathing down her neck.

Her body temperature was beginning to go up slowly but surely, though, that was the least of her problems. What is he going to do to her neck? Why is he even down there? Her lips are on her...

"!!!" Diesel's eyes went wide as she felt a peculiar, yet familiar sensation on her lower neck. She pursed her lips and balled up her fists, trying to not make a noise. "W-What are you doing...?!"

Kissing, licking, going as far as to even suckle down to her collarbone. Since she hadn't done anything from the like before, the Commander had figured out that just about everything would be a new experience for the strawberry candy-loving conductress.

It worked splendidly, just as he expected. While she didn't speak, her entire body tremored beneath him, only pushing him to do further.

... Alas, that feeling would soon die down as Diesel got used to it. He needed to ramp it up if he wanted to keep teasing her like this.