"Finally you are mine..!!"
She whispered, feeling his heartbeat, with a look of relief and satisfaction on her face.
"Um.." Alvin didn't answer, afterall this question was obviously a bit fatal.
This woman knew his relationship with Artoria and even Morgan ...and now she was declaring her sovereignity.
However, they were now married so, he was technically hers...for a while at least.
So, Alvin just hugged the beauty in his arms, feeling her softness and warmth against his chest.
They two hugged for a while, before Arcuied finally pulled out and looked at at the young man, making his heart skip a bit.
Because the look on her face was too contrary to her usual look.
It was far too different from her usual arrogant, emotionless gaze, at this moment, there was so much love and tenderness in her eyes, that made him a little overwhelmed.
To be honest, although he knew that she had a crush on him, from the White Moonlight panel, coupled with her tenderness over the past few days, and the fact that, she prioritised his safety over anything...Alvin was still a bit overwhelmed by her gaze.
After all, who would've thought that Arcueid Brunsteid, the strongest person of the moon, perhaps the strongest person of the Type-Moon nasuverse, the true ancestors of all vampires, would one day become his wife ..and look at him with such a loving gaze..
That kind of look is too foul.
Looking at her like that, he couldn't control himself and leaned forward to kiss her luscious lips.
The moment his lips touched hers, Arcueid closed her eyes and then wrapped her arms around his neck to response to his passion.
Their lips overlapped, tongues entangled with each other as they exchanged each other saliva and mana.
After a long time, the kiss ended and Arcueid looked at Alvin with a slight blush on her face.
"Husband...I am all yours...take me."
She whispered, leaning on his chest, listening to the beat of his heart, which was going faster and faster by each passing second.
Damn it...
She is shy.
Although he didn't know whether she was actually shy or was just teasing him, he directly accepted that she was shy, after all, it was their first time.
During the millennium castle arc in the game, although he did make her fall in love, but that was all...it was only after his death that she actually realised that she liked him so much.
So, aside from her trying to turn him with a bite, they didn't do anything.
He didn't even hug her, much less go further.
And now...in the past few days since she brought him here, although they did a few mana exchanges, they did not go all the way.
After all, Arcueid was actually quite conservative in that regard.
No..actually, not exactly conservative...after all, she had bitten him and left her mark all over his body, it's just that she wanted a sense of ceremony so she kept her virginity for the wedding night and tonight was the night.
So, it was still their 'first time.'
Thinking about it, it was actually perfectly logical for her to feel shy.
Alvin smiled, and then picked her up and carried her towards the bed.
Putting her down, he didn't let her lie on the matress as if she was a shy wife waiting for her husband.
After all, Arcuied wasn't a passive type...needless to say, except for Tiamat, who is ready for anything, almost every women was proactive during sex.
So, instead, he sat on the bed, and pulled her onto his arms, kissing her lips again.
The latter wrapped her arms around his neck, thrust her tongue into his mouth, returning the kiss.
The two kissed for a while, before his hand slowly went forward to remove her white dress, revealing her fair and supple body underneath.
He slowly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing the beautiful skin of her chest, the beautiful pink nipples of her bountiful breast, and her flat stomach.
She didn't flinch, didn't feel shy, instead, just let him undress herself, as if baring herself before him was the most natural thing in the world.
Although he had already felt and measured the size, plumpness and softness of her whole body, but this was actually his first time seeing her naked and boy was he dazed.
Type-Moon....there were so many beautiful girls in this game and there was always something unique about them, making him want to see and feel that uniqueness.
And now, looking at the beauty in front of him, he once again confirmed that again.
How could one describe the half naked beauty in front of him.
Her breasts were not larger than Tiamat, well...Mother goddess, was in her own league, after all..
She had drowned him into an endless, suffocating warmth.
Morgan Le Fay had teased and tangled him into seductiveness.
And Artoria…well, Artoria was Artoria.
The most famous character of Type-moon.
As for Arcueid, Alvin only had one word to describe her ..Perfection.
Her body wasn't the most voluptuous, but it was what he would call it.
Her skin was pale as moonlight, smooth to the touch, like cool marble warmed just enough by life.
It was incredibly soft, and her figure was slender, her waist was slender, her stomach was flat, her navel was cute, and her hips were wide, more generous than he expected, giving her a sexy figure.
And her breasts…
Not overwhelming, not modest.
Full, firm, and impossibly well-shaped, like the idea of beauty had sculpted them itself.
They weren't as heavy as Tiamat's, nor as sharp as Morgan's, but somehow they made him feel that they were exactly how he wanted them to be.
The way they moved slightly with each breath, the soft rise and fall… it was too mesmerizing.
It wasn't that he didn't know that she possessed such assets, after all, he'd felt them plenty in the past few days, but seeing them bare, was another matter.
Just looking at those bouncy melons with the pink cherries, looking more succulent than anything, made his mouth water.
Soft pink, slightly puffed, not hard yet. Just… there, they sat proud on that pale flesh, with that flushed, sensitive look that made it hard to look away.
He could already imagine how they'd feel between his lips, how she'd sound the moment he bit down gently and—
He swallowed.
Gods, she really was built to ruin a man.
"You're staring."
Feeling his hot lustful gaze, she said softly, almost amused.
Alvin blinked, realizing he'd been holding his breath.
"…Can you blame me?"
After all, she was hot… and she was his wife now.
He had no intention of denying that he was lusting after her.
She smiled, stepping closer.
"So? How do they rank... compared to the others?"
She didn't know how many women he'd been involved with… but she knew two—Artoria and Morgan.
And she didn't want to lose to them.
Hearing her words, Alvin let out a cough.
"Forget the ranking. I've already forgotten the rest."
He knew what to say and what not to say.
Not to mention he was quite eager now.
Arcueid didn't press either.
For one, this was their wedding night, and she didn't want to think about anything else.
And the other—before she could even say anything, his palm was already cupping the delicate flesh of her tit, making her gasp.
Her nipple stiffened instantly against his hand, soft and flushed.
She didn't move away.
In fact, she leaned into his touch slightly, as if daring him to go further.
His other hand slid up her side, tracing the shape of her waist, then her ribs, until it found the other breast.
He gave it a firmer squeeze this time, and she let out a breathy moan through her nose.
"You really like them, huh…" she murmured, half-laughing, though her breath was shaky.
Alvin didn't answer.
He lowered himself, mouth hovering just above one of the stiffened pink nubs.
Then, without warning, he leaned in and softly closed his lips around it.
"Mm~! She sucked in a sharp breath as he sealed his mouth over her cherry, letting her feel the full warmth and softness of his lips pressing against it.
Then came his tongue.
He stretched it out and gave it a slow, wet lick, which sent a sharp tingle through her, making her thighs tense and let out a charming moan.
"Mhm~!!
He didn't stop.
His tongue rolled over her nipple again and again, covering it in spit, tasting her, savoring her.
She tasted faintly sweet, and too addictive.
His mouth worked hungrily, like he couldn't get enough as if her breasts were made just for him to suck on, to bite, to devour.
And he did.
Taking each nipple between his lips one at a time, he teased them slowly, letting her feel the softness of his lips, the naughtiness of his tongue, and the thirst behind every flick and suck.
She moaned, softly at first, but as his his tongue continued to roll across her cherry and his hand squeezed the other breast in rhythm, she didn't care about modesty.
With every lick and swirl, her back arched, her legs twitched and her mouth opened to let out a moan,
The soul stirring sounds fueling his desires more than any aphrodisiac ever could.
Her back arched involuntarily as he suckled, letting his tongue swirl around her peaks, giving each one the same amount of attention as the other, making her knees wobble.
Then he changed it up.
Taking one nipple back into his mouth, this time he didn't lick, instead, he parted his teeth just slightly and bit down, not hard, just enough for her to feel it. That faint edge.
"Ah—!" she gasped, trembling, a full-body shiver running through her as her fingers clutched his hair.
The soft pink flesh pulled slightly between his teeth before he let go, only to take it again, rolling it between lips and tongue, making her squirm beneath him.
However, as the proud woman she was, Arcueid wouldn't stay passive for a long time.
So, as he slurped on her tits, her hands went for his stiff little Alvin, who was desperately itching for action.
She grasped his cock, from outside his pants, feeling the hardness and warmth, and then moved her palm, from the top to the shaft to the balls, and then up, her movements becoming more and more fluid by each passing second.
While suckling her tits, Alvin, who was now getting a handjob marvellled at her technique.
As expected of a true Ancestor.
She was a novice, a few days ago and now, even a few movements of her palm was enough to make his cock throb uncontrollably.
The two continued for a while before they finally couldn't bear it anymore and began undressing each other.
Alvin slid her gown off her shoulders, letting it pool around her feet, while Arcueid wasted no time tugging down his pants and underwear in one swift motion.
His thick, veiny shaft sprang free, standing tall and proud in the air, its sheer size and heat making her lips curl into a faint, hungry smile.
Although it wasn't the first time, Arcueid couldn't help but marvel at the sheer virility before her—throbbing, heavy, veins pulsing as if it were aching just for her.
At the same time, Alvin, who had fully undressed her, was left staring in awe at the beautiful sight in front of him
Her legs were like the wet dreams of people with some perverted fetishes, and her pearl, between her thighs, glistened faintly, peeking out from the soft pink folds.
There was a small patch of golden hair framing it, however they didn't hide, instead accentuated it.
And beneath that, her pussy lips, those perfect, delicate petals, were slightly parted, soft, wet, inviting, looking so sweet and tender it almost hurt him not to taste her first.
His cock twitched at the sight.
She noticed. But instead of crossing her legs like a shy maiden, she spread them wide as if inviting him to take her.
Her pussy glistened faintly under the light, soft pink petals parting slightly, tempting him beyond reason.
Alvin swallowed hard, his shaft throbbing painfully.
To be honest, her pussy looked so delectable that his mouth was literally drooling at the sight, but right now, his cock was throbbing so painfully that it desperately wanted to fuck the beauty in front of him.
So, he moved his hand towards her thighs, feeling the smoothness of her legs, making his way towards her crotch.
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P.S; Writing an NSFW chapter after a long while. I don't know if it's going to be good or not, but if you guys didn't like it...then
I'd rather not continue with these.
It takes too much time, and I can't even publish it on Patreon.