The Smiling Death

Morning light poured through the huge window in warm golden streams, painting the entire chamber in soft amber.

Chirp... chirp...

Bird chirping drifted in from the gardens outside.

On the large bed, two naked bodies lay tangled together beneath the rumpled sheets.

Amon’s face was buried deep in the soft, warm valley of Scarlett’s breasts, sleeping without a single care in the world.

His arms were still loosely wrapped around her waist. Scarlett’s long red hair spilled across the pillows and over his shoulders.

Her eyes twitched, then slowly fluttered open.

Her lips were swollen and tender from the endless, fierce kisses of the night. Dark red hickeys bloomed across her neck and the upper slopes of her heavy breasts. Marks Amon had left with his mouth.

She looked down at the man sleeping so peacefully against her. A clear red bite mark stood out on his neck, the place where she had sunk her fangs and drunk from him in the heat of passion.

Her palm gently stroked his hair. His warm breath tickled the sensitive inner skin of her cleavage with every exhale.

Then something hard and hot pressed against her thigh.

Scarlett raised one brow, a slow smile curving her lips.

"He still has energy... even after so many hours we spent last night. Too good for a Master-rank, isn’t he?"

Carefully she pulled away, easing him onto his back. The sheets slipped down, revealing their completely naked bodies.

Amon’s morning erection stood tall and proud between his legs. Thick, flushed, already glistening at the tip.

She smiled while staring at it.

"He asked me for something called a blowjob... using the mouth. I didn’t give it last night because I liked how it felt inside me too much."

She moved between his legs, spreading them gently. Her naked body shifted; the heavy, soft breasts swayed and bounced with every crawl.

Settling on her knees, she bent forward. One hand wrapped around the thick shaft. It twitched strongly in her warm grip.

She gave it a few slow strokes, then leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to the tip. A thin strand of precum glued itself to her lips, glistening.

"Alright..."

She kissed the middle of the shaft, then the base just above his heavy sac, then the sac itself.

"Hmm~..." Amon moaned softly in his sleep.

Her tongue slid out. Starting from the base, she licked all the way up to the tip in one long, wet stroke, coating him in her saliva.

Lick

"Mhh~ It was inside me all night... and now I’m licking it. Weird..."

She kept licking and stroking, getting used to the strange, slightly salty taste. It wasn’t bad anymore.

Soft, sleepy moans continued to leave Amon’s throat. His hips jerked lightly.

His eyes slowly opened. He blinked several times. Then sudden, sharp pleasure slammed into his brain.

"Anh~!"

He looked down.

Between his spread legs, Scarlett knelt completely naked, bright red hair cascading over her shoulders and breasts.

Slurp...

Slurp...

His morning wood was buried deep inside her hot, wet mouth. She bobbed her head in a slow, steady rhythm, tongue rolling and swirling around the thick shaft, teasing the sensitive head.

She noticed him awake. With a wet sound she pulled back.

Pop!

A strand of saliva connected her glistening lips to the tip as she continued stroking him with her hand.

"Ahh~ Scarlett... you... you’re really doing it?"

She smiled up at him with pure love and mischief.

"Good morning, dear~"

She kissed the tip again and took him straight back into her mouth.

Amon’s head fell back against the pillows with a broken groan. This was completely different.

It was his first time receiving a blowjob. Her soft lips stretched tightly around him. Inside, her mouth was scorching hot and wet.

That clever tongue rolled and danced along the underside, then flicked and played with the sensitive head.

His hips jerked upward of their own accord.

"Fast..." he managed, voice strained.

Scarlett obeyed. She stretched her lips wider, hollowed her cheeks, and began sucking harder, bobbing head with more force and speed.

Her eyes locked upward, onto his face.

Slurp... suck... schlick...

Amon thrust upward lightly, carefully, not wanting to hurt her.

She took him hungrily, sucking as if starved. Her heavy bare breasts bounced and swayed with every movement of her head. Thick saliva dripped down her chin and onto his shaft.

"Scarlett!! I’m coming—!"

She didn’t pull away.

He exploded deep inside her mouth with a raw cry. Thick pulses of cum flooded her throat.

Gulp!

Gulp!

Amon collapsed back onto the bed, chest heaving, vision blurry.

Scarlett swallowed every drop. When the last throb faded she slowly pulled off him with another wet pop, then carefully licked his cock clean from base to tip, gathering every remaining trace.

"It was nice," she said softly, voice a little husky.

She rose from the bed and stretched her arms high above her head.

The movement lifted and showcased her entire beautiful, naked body marked all over with love bites and faint red handprints from the long night.

Her heavy breasts lifted and settled with the stretch. She looked back at him over her shoulder, eyes still faintly glowing, and gave him a thoroughly mischievous smile.

"I’m going to take a bath..."

Amon knew exactly what that smile meant.

He silently swung his legs off the bed and followed her naked form into the bathroom.

A few moments later, the quiet morning was broken by the unmistakable wet sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, mixed with high, lewd, moans that spilled out from behind the closed bathroom door.

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"Yawn~"

Amon yawned as he walked through the busy morning streets of Elarith City.

He hadn’t gotten nearly enough sleep last night.

In fact, calling what he’d gotten sleep was being generous. He and Scarlett had spent most of the night by love making and now Amon was suffering the consequences.

His shoulders drooped slightly as he walked, and exhaustion was clearly visible on his face.

"I’m so damn tired..."

The woman walking beside him, however, was the complete opposite.

Scarlett looked perfectly refreshed.

She wore a dark-blue, long-sleeved shirt tucked neatly into beige trousers, accompanied by brown leather boots.

Her bright red hair had been pulled into a high ponytail that swayed gently behind her with every step.

Her fair face looked unusually radiant this morning. There wasn’t even the slightest trace of exhaustion in her expression.

If anything, she seemed more energetic than usual.

Two faint hickeys were visible on the pale skin of her neck, but Scarlett made absolutely no effort to conceal them.

Amon glanced at her. Then at himself. Then back at her. "You look awfully happy."

Scarlett turned toward him.

"Yes. I feel especially energetic today."

"Of course you do."

Amon sighed miserably.

"Meanwhile, I feel completely drained."

"Hehe~"

Scarlett chuckled at his suffering. She reached out and took his hand, naturally intertwining their fingers.

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