All right, this is a graphic Vanille/Hope one-shot which I hope you will enjoy.
Have fun!
BTW: Vanille started this whole sequence, despite the "innocent eyes".
She unbuckled my pants, and let them fall down around my ankles. My cock revelled in its release, and held itself stiff in her face, quivering just ready to be touched. She wrapped a hand around it, massaging its length while delicately kissing its tip.
I wrapped my hand around the back of her head, and grabbed her brilliantly red hair. She smiled, and looked up at me with her wide emerald green eyes. Somehow, in that look she conveyed innocence, even though she had started all this, and was 5 years older than me.
She licked my tip so softy, with only the smallest showing of her pink tongue. With this my other hand moved to her face, feeling and searching her smooth skin, caressing her cheek. Her other hand grabbed my balls ever so softly at first, only to squeeze harder and harder. Shudders wracked my body as she lessened only to tighten her grip.
Finally her lips enveloped my dick, but only at the very end, and only to recoil with a teasing smile. I waited no longer, I pushed her head forward to meet me, my dick getting swallowed halfway along its length. This time she dared not tease, she moved her head back and forth in rhythm with my hips rocking to meet her.
The pleasure grew to be unbearable; desperate moans escaped my lips. She simply smiled around my dick and kept going, forcing more and more of my length down her throat. Between my hands pushing her head, and the rocking of my hips soon she was swallowing everything, all the way to the base. All the while her sporadically tight grip on my balls continued, illiciting groans of pain and pleasure both.
I felt the orgasm rise up from deep within me; I was nearly ready. She could tell, I knew it; her only response was to match pace with my furiously gyrating crotch. My fluids were anxious to leave, to rush out my tip to meet the bringer of this euphoria. My movement lost focus, it had gained such intensity and speed that I had devolved to simply holding her head in place around my quivering penis.
Those wide, brilliant green eyes stared up at me, their innocence out of place with the rest of the scene. It was coming now. A rush of ecstasy, and I released...
My eyes opened to Vanille looking at me with a worried expression on her face.
"Are you all right? You were tossing and turning in your sleep."
"I am fine. Just a nightmare."
Those wide eyes kept staring at me. I knew she had not heard any whispers of my dream, yet those eyes held something far more sinister than the usual, cheery Vanille.
Those eyes were far from innocent.
All right. Hope you enjoyed that Hope and Vanille one-shot.
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