Candy pop x Reader Lemon (The Night of Passion)

  The room was a simple, medium sized space decorated to the fullest to be any person's sexual dream. Red velvet drapery decorated every square inch of the painted black walls only breaking slightly to show the doors to the hall and bathroom. Soft black carpet covered oak wood making the room seem like a black abyss with scarlet red walls. Lamps were the only thing giving off any light if at all setting the mood alongside some rose incense and soft jazz music. On the far side of the room a large four poster bed surrounded in velvet drapes sat with piles of pillows and layers of comforters adding to the hot and heavy heat from the heater. In middle of the bed, a naked twenty-year-old (H/C) slept peacefully smiling with her fangs glistening in the low light reveling in the sexual atmosphere.

  This was your place of relaxation and no one could have told you otherwise. Humming happily, you cuddled closer to the pillow resting underneath your (B/T) form welcoming the nonexistent touch of a lover. If you couldn't have it then you would make it one way or another. The door leading to the hall that should have been locked slowly opened not making a sound letting in none other than Candy pop, the one other sexual being now that his sister had moved out. Without making a sound, his shirtless form padded over to the bed where you laid peacefully, knowing full well what was in your room. Never had another person or thing for that matter had been in the room but you weren't annoyed at all. If anything you welcomed it with a coy smile. Humming along to the slow jazz, your luminescent (E/C) eyes opened slowly eying the shirtless, blue haired incubus trying so hard to sneak into the room like a thief.

  "Honey, you do know I could sense you the moment you opened that door?" The jester shrugged with an innocent smile before climbing onto the bed and crawling over to you. His pink eyes studied your naked form underneath the sheets anxious to run his hands all over your soft skin and of course do other things. His long blue hair was loose, not in the usual three ponytails with bells on the bottom and the simple pair of purple sleep pants he wore seemed like they were getting in the way of something. Smiling knowingly, you flipped from being on your chest and landed on your back letting the pillow underneath you be moved aside and the sheet fall away revealing your (B/S) breasts. With a smile you placed a hand under Candy pop's chin and pulled him closer separated by only a few centimeters. The jester knew where it was going and placed a hand on your waist bringing both of your bodies closer until they were pressed together with only the sheet between you two.

  "What are you waiting for, sweet? Is it for me to start it or just to be a tease like the usual?" Candy's velvet voice made you shiver in desire and with a chuckle he connected lips and got as close as could in the process purposely rubbing against your womanhood. Moaning, you ran your hands through his soft locks of thick blue hair tugging and making him growl seductively as you two fought tongue and tongue for dominance. Candy, with years of experience won without any competition and claimed your mouth as his territory thoroughly while his hands explored beneath the sheets. Lifting away yet still staying connected in the heated battle, he removed the sheet separating you two then started to move his lips down the soft skin of the your neck.

  In your moment of pleasure you realized that you had little to no dominance and it was killing you. Wrapping your legs around Candy's torso, you flipped him now on top and feeling the moving parts of his manhood through the purple sleep pants. Hums slipped past your smirking lips as the jester ran his warm hands up your thighs and waist slowly reaching your hanging breasts that to him, needed attention.

  Sitting up, Candy brought you onto his lap and focused his mouth on your chest roughly teasing them and making you whimper and grasp his shoulders digging in your nails. Without any warning something stroked your womanhood making you gasp not even thinking of Candy's free hands roaming. He went back and forth from slow to fast on how he stroked smirking at your gasps of pleasure before flipping around and laying you on your back but you weren't having it. Flipping you two around, you slipped down to the band of his sleep pants and slowly pulled them down revealing his manhood. Throwing the purple material aside onto the black carpet you licked your lips looking at the three moving tentacles.