Chapter 353: Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! (R-18)
“So, shall we just take a bath in this huge tub?” Roxanne asked with a defiant smile, water droplets trickling gently down her shoulders as she leaned lightly against the edge.
Vergil settled down beside her, his skin warm from contact with the water and his gaze as calm as the surface of the lake at night.
“You look tired,” he said, his calm tone hiding deeper intentions. “I wanted to help you relax a little.”
Roxanne raised an eyebrow, her eyes half-closed with a glint of playfulness and teasing.
“I was expecting sothing more daring. I was… expecting many other things,” she said with a mischievous smile, making no attempt to hide the fact that the mory of seeing him naked a few monts ago was still swirling in her mind.
Vergil shrugged, his smile discreet but aningful.
“I am daring,” he replied. “I just haven’t started my plans yet.”
“Full of excuses,” she teased, laughing, sliding her fingers across the surface of the water with feigned innocence.
He turned his face slowly toward her, his purple eyes sparkling.
“You can take the first step. It’s in your hands.”
Roxanne felt her heart beat faster. His unexpectedly defiant response made her smile grow—surprised and delighted.
“Stop it,” she said, shaking her head, still laughing. “This is our first chance. Are you just going to tease ?”
Vergil moved a little closer, tilting his face until his words almost brushed her skin.
“They say predators like to play with their prey before the final pounce,” he whispered, with a crooked smile. “And, as I said, I was just trying to let my queen rest.”
Roxanne let out a low, delicious laugh, feeling the tension slowly dissipate, replaced by sothing warr, more comfortable. She turned her back to him, lifting her hair with one hand.
“Well, then… how about a little help cleaning up?” she said, winking. “But you have to promise you’ll keep your promise to be a gentleman.”
“I’m a demon of my word,” he replied, already picking up the soap and washcloth with calm hands—but his eyes… his eyes said otherwise.
With slow touches, he began to lather her back, drawing gentle circles, as if writing spells of relief on her skin. The washcloth followed his fingers, but it was his hands that spoke, with reverence, restrained desire, and care.
Roxanne closed her eyes for a mont, sighing at the touch. It was more than physical. It was safe. It was his.
She turned slowly, facing him, letting the washcloth float to the side. The steam softened the contours of the world, but his eyes were clear, fixed only on her.
“I think you’re enjoying this too much,” she whispered, with a sharp, seductive smile. “Maybe you need a lesson in how to be a perfect gentleman.”
Vergil let out a low, hoarse laugh, as if he were holding back much more than words.
“I am a man who deeply loves the woman before him,” he said. “And maybe… just maybe… I am enjoying it too much. I’ve waited too long for this.”
Roxanne felt sothing warm tighten in her chest—and lower down too. But it was more than desire. It was belonging. It was that dark, powerful love, so intimate that it really hurt.
‘Wait… why am I hesitating? This is what I wanted. I needed this. No masks. No fear.’
She moved closer, brushing her lips against his, her hands cupping Vergil’s face with an almost rare gentleness.
“Then stop playing gas…” she murmured. “Show .”
Her eyes shone with that intense, vibrant, possessive blue.
“Show that you are MY husband.”
And then she kissed him. Not hurriedly, but with certainty. Like soone sealing an ancient oath. Like soone claiming what is hers.
Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!
In a few seconds, only desperate kisses could be heard inside that huge bathtub, the sound loud enough to echo through the room and back to Roxanne’s ears, who was getting more and more excited by this little display of affection… or rather, lust.
As the two kissed passionately in the bathtub, Vergil slowly began to pull away from the kiss.
“Calm down… are you desperate?” He joked, seeing Roxanne’s completely excited face. She was flushed, her skin showing signs of her arousal.
“We’re just taking a shower, rember?” He said, picking up the soap and starting to rub it on Roxanne’s soft breasts.
“They’ve gotten a lot bigger…” Vergil noticed as he looked at them.
They were well defined, an ideal size, the skin was pale, but the nipples were not only hard but also very pink, an angelic combination.
“Let’s clean you up, it’s not every day you’re served by a man like , right?” With gentle movents, he spread the foam around her pink nipples, eliciting a low moan from her throat.
“Mnnn!” She moaned as she felt his hand run over her breasts. Of course, for her, all of this was completely new…
“Ah…” She gasped as Vergil’s hands soaped her body. He continued down, playing with the curves of her body, tracing a path with his fingers, playing with her belly button as the soap moved down to her groin.
“Let see here.” He said, but she was reluctant to open her legs… “I need to wash you thoroughly, you know?” he asked, and she had no choice…
Slowly, she opened her legs for him… Revealing what he so badly wanted to see.
Strax smiled mischievously as he saw Roxanne’s pussy exposed before him. She was completely wet, and he couldn’t resist the urge to feel the heat emanating from her.
“Can I wash you here?” he asked, looking into her eyes with a mischievous smile.
“Yes,” she whispered, panting with anticipation.
With his hand still soapy, he began to wash the inner lips of her vagina with the soap, feeling the moisture that was already accumulating there.
“Mnnn…!” She let out a trembling sigh as she felt his touch.
“Looks like soone’s taking a bath,” he teased, watching Scarlet’s face flush with sha and excitent. She bit her lip, trying to stifle the moans that threatened to escape as Vergil’s gentle caresses made her shiver.
He continued to explore her intimacy, tracing circles with his fingers, teasing her entrance. Roxanne gasped, feeling a burning desire grow inside her. It was all so new and so intense that she could barely think.
‘How good this feels!’ It was the only thought she had in her mind, she really wanted to understand what this feeling was, what this… new way of feeling good was.
“Darling…” she moaned softly, her body writhing under his touch. “This is… Ahh…”
“Shhh, relax,” he murmured, leaning down to kiss her neck while his fingers danced over her clitoris. “Let clean you up, darling. I want you to be smooth and clean…”
Roxanne couldn’t respond, lost in a whirlwind of sensations. She clung to Vergil’s shoulders, digging her nails into his skin as he caressed her faster and faster, with more and more pressure.
“Ahhh…!” Her moans echoed through the bathroom as her first orgasm hit her, her entire body trembling with pleasure. Vergil continued to stimulate her clitoris, prolonging those wonderful sensations until she could barely stand it.
When he finally stopped, Roxanne was panting and trembling, her body tingling. Vergil embraced her, smiling triumphantly. Once he was done, he carefully washed the area and then looked at her with a seductive smile, leaning close to her ear…
“Now, I have to wash you inside, right?” he said, his voice hoarse with desire, of course, at that mont… There was no turning back.
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