*Chapter 37*
"Taff, the trophy isn't going in your room!" Vanellope hollered as the two girls stumbled out of Taffyta's room.
"I just wanted to see how it'd look in there!" Taffyta hollered back, both girls giggling.
"Yeah, yeah," Vanellope growled as she snatched the trophy from Taffyta's hands, "I know exactly what you were up to. We won this trophy together. It deserves a spot in the castle where we both like to reside."
"Fine," Taffyta whined as she rolled her eyes, "Then where do you suppose we put it, Ms. President?"
"I hate when you call me that," Vanellope muttered as the two entered the castle's living room. Vanellope peered around before quickly making her way over to their massive fireplace. She softly placed it on the mantle and stepped away with a happy smile, "There! Perfect."
"Hmph," Taffyta sighed as she gazed at it, "It does look good there, actually."
"Told you," Vanellope sneered as she heaved a tired sigh and headed for the castle's large hall, "I'm going to get some sleep. I'm really tired."
"Me too," Taffyta breathed as she followed Vanellope to the great hall, "I'll catch you tomorrow, Vin."
"Goodnight," Vanellope smiled as she made her way up her spiral staircase. She slowly stepped into her room and began to get ready to go to sleep.
Vanellope slowly slipped her short sleeved shirt and board shorts off. She remained in her bikini as she tidied her room and hung her wet clothes in her bathroom. She came back to her room and opened her large french doors. Sugar Rush's sweet night air drafted into her room, letting her flowy cream curtains flutter in a lulling way. She lit a candle or two, hoping it'd help her wind down so she could get to sleep.
"Vanellope?" Ralph said gently as he carefully knocked on her bedroom door. He patiently waited outside, holding a small trinket in his hand gently. He held his hand behind his back a little and inhaled a shaky breath as she gently opened the door, her facial expression that of delighted surprise.
"Ralph," She breathed happily as she opened her door wide for him, "Come in, is everything alright?"
Ralph smiled into her eyes and casually glanced down at her body, noticing she was still wearing her black bikini, she was lacking her board shorts. Her room was softly lit with a few candles all over her room.
"I-I forgot to give this to you," Ralph said with a small smile as he stepped into her room, she kept her eyes glued onto him as she closed her bedroom door after him, "I, found something you might like."
"You did?" Vanellope said sweetly with an eager smile.
"Mhmm," Ralph hummed with a soft smile as he pulled his hand in front of her and opened his large palm. He could see Vanellope's eyes basically glow with happiness as she gazed down at a gorgeous, fragile gem in his hand.
"Ralph, it's so pretty," Vanellope breathed with happiness as she examined it; its creamy blue and purple swirls of rippled colors were alluring, "Where did you find it?"
"It was underneath our blanket at the beach," Ralph chuckled as Vanellope gently took the trinket from his hand, "When you stood up to gather your stuff for the day, I spot this, where the blanket used to be, in the sand. I snatched it up and forgot to give it to you before you left. I-I just, thought you'd like it…I hope I'm not bothering you."
"You're never bothering me," Vanellope said gently as she glanced into Ralph's warm eyes; she gave him a quick, knowing smirk and turned around to put the trinket in a safe spot.
"Likewise," Ralph said with a small smile as he slowly stepped over to her at her dresser. She gently placed it on her shelf above her dresser; it was laced with all sorts of pretty treasures and Sugar Rush rarities. She set Ralph's alluring, purple swirled gem in the center of the shelf and gazed at it happily.
"The color kind of reminds me of the color Vanilla Lake turned when we both swam in it," Vanellope said gently before she felt her face suddenly get hot.
"That's exactly what I thought," Ralph said with a happy smile and a nervous scoff, "I-I just thought it'd be nice for you to have a reminder of that day."
"Thanks, Ralph," Vanellope smiled as she faced him, "It's so beautiful."
"I snatched it because it also reminded me of you," Ralph started as he gently took hold of both of Vanellope's hands, "But your beauty, and rarity, by far surpasses it."
"Hmm," Vanellope inhaled a short, shaky breath and looked down, her face hot red. She gazed down at both of their locked hands and beamed like the sun, "That's really romantic of you."
"I love you," Ralph said gently as he squeezed her hands, she quickly looked up at him. She could feel this luring tug, his body language passively reeled her in. She looked at him square in the face, her heart suddenly thumping harder than ever before.
"I love you too, Ralph," Vanellope breathed quietly with a smile, the seriousness of her words seemingly echoing throughout the whole entire castle, making every last sugar cube tremble.
Vanellope felt her whole core seemingly quake with Ralph's strong presence before her. She felt as if her code had been dipping into it's carnal urge all week; she thought she was doing herself a favor by ignoring it. She felt as if every single one of her senses were now heightened as she gazed deep into Ralph's eyes; they looked caliginous, wary, attentive. Vanellope gently bit her lip in slight, dizzy confusion. She felt like a loaded gun, a race car with no wheels. She felt an engine inside her fire over and over, as if there was a lack of power. She squeezed his hands, hoping he had an answer to the question she didn't know how to ask.
Before Vanellope could quickly shake these feelings, like she had been for the past few days, Ralph gently squeezed her hands in return and pulled her hands up to his lower chest. His facial expression was that of lethal delight and uncertainty. Vanellope softly took a step or two closer to him, filling the small gap between them. Her small hands were cradled in his, they were pressed against his grey swim shirt; she curled her fingers gently, she held onto him and felt as if she would slip away from gravity at any moment. As much as she wanted to continue resisting these primal instincts that kept surfacing under her unblemished, vanilla code, she suddenly felt as if she had fallen victim to Ralph. He squeezed her hands tighter and gave her a look of longing patience, their eyes stuck in a fluid string of toxic honey.
Vanellope gazed up at him, almost in poised shock. She opened her mouth to speak, but failed to let anything come out. She exhaled shakily, almost forgetting how to breathe. The code on her lower arms glitched and bulged in an erratic mess of hot blue binary. Calmly, she glanced at Ralph's mouth, her heart practically making the whole building crumble with each beat. She wondered if the candles all around her room slowly began to burst into fireworks as Ralph began to bow his head down to her a little. He leaned in with confidence, his hands still lovingly holding her hands to his strong chest. Vanellope could feel Ralph's code beat perfectly; it shot tremors through her very core. She could feel a dizzy haze come upon herself as Ralph slowly closed the gap; her ears rung with the sound of her pounding heart.
Ralph calmly slid his hands down her lower arms and let his fingertips find her hips, as if searching for something in the dark. Vanellope could practically feel her code cling onto his in an innocent want; she could hardly bear all the distance between the two. Before she could stop herself, she slid her hands to Ralph's jaws gently, helping him fill the gap she desperately wanted closed. Ralph tilted his head as the two finally met after what seemed to be centuries of longing. They both locked on to each other, almost forgetting how to breathe. Vanellope inhaled a shaky breath on Ralph's lips, her hands softly held him to her. She furrowed her eyebrows and kept herself to him, feeling as if her sugary strings of coded DNA were turning slick; messy with want.
She could hear a voice in the back of her head warning her that she was trekking into the lion's den. She relished in the divine art of feeling untamed. She had a sudden urge to master every single aspect of this Earthly urge she was suddenly possessed with. She felt her knees bend with weakness as Ralph wrapped his strong, yet careful, hands and arms around her hips. Her code glitched and jolted up her spine, sending electric currents through her skull. She softly tensed and clutched Ralph's shirt in her unyielding, purposeful hands as her and Ralph softly deepened their kiss; they moved in a harmonized, raw ritual. She could feel Ralph's hands slowly move down her back in an ambitious manner, sending goosebumps shooting up her spine and arms. She gripped Ralph's shirt harder, pulling down on it in an aggressive manner, her heart was on fire. Before Ralph could bite her lip once more, she gasped and pulled away from the kiss, her inner code practically went ballistic.
"Ralph," Vanellope breathed in a small, delightful groan as she shoved her face into Ralph's neck and shoulder; she panted hot breath onto his skin. Ralph sighed an audible sound of tension before he gently began to kiss her neck, his soul matched her eagerness. Vanellope gently breathed his name, one more time, in a whisper; this time she begged.
"You dare to go there?" Ralph said as quietly as he could with a chuckle that was barely audible, he sunk his face into her neck and shoulder, relishing in her intoxicating scent. Vanellope shut her eyes tight; her head spun with the fact that this was happening.
"C-can we, uh," Vanellope exhaled shakily and trailed off, feeling as if her skeleton was going to turn to goo. She gripped the chest of Ralph's shirt, her hands almost trembling.
"I, d-don't want to…to hurt you," Ralph breathed nervously as he hugged her body flush to his; he was praying she wouldn't turn heel at what was involuntarily happening between them. He could feel his face practically burn up with code as Vanellope clutched her arms tight around his neck.
"You won't…I-I, want you," Vanellope whispered pleadingly as she ran her hands down his powerful chest.
She could feel his very center tremble with an unstoppable urge. She shut her eyes tight against Ralph's neck, wondering if she had just made the mistake of waking his inner, sleeping beast. Her head spun with uncertainty. The two shared a few moments of a silent room, chaotically noisy minds. Vanellope opened her eyes forcibly and gazed across her room in a daze; the candles made the shadows dance on the walls, enticing the two in a hypnotizing lure. She felt a sudden pang of adrenaline shoot through her code as she bit her lip in contemplation. Ralph held her firmly to him, he was frozen solid, as if one single movement would either make or break the situation they were drowning in. She could practically feel Ralph standing on the edge of his world, frozen on a sticky decision. She knew that all he needed was a push.
"Ralph," Vanellope pleadingly barked as she eagerly leaned into his chest farther.
He immediately clenched his hands around her gently, but firmly. With one swift movement, he lifted her off her feet a little, holding her firm to his chest. He took two steps forward before softly heaving her onto her messy, billowy bed of unmade blankets. Vanellope let a small yelp escape her lips as she began to scramble backwards onto her bed, her eyes fixed on Ralph's. He immediately crawled onto her bed, following her speed all the way to her pillows; he loomed over her, his facially expression smirked with power. Her bed complained under the sudden weight as Ralph hunched over her. His powerful body crawled over her as she clumsily scoot backwards with her elbows and feet. She gazed up at him in pure shock as his powerful chest inhaled a breath, as if to prepare himself for what was about to unfold. He hovered over her like a predator cornering his prey. Vanellope gasped softly and put her hand firmly on his collar as they melted into the head of the bed. She gazed intently into his eyes with curiosity; she knew his inner monster had suddenly come out to play.
He smirked before ducking his head and warmly merging into her. Vanellope melted into his kiss and softly laid on her back; she supported herself upright on her elbows before Ralph softly wrapped one of his hands and arms around her, cradling her carefully into him. Vanellope could feel their kiss intensify past something she's never known before. She could feel every single inch of Ralph's body on hers; her head swam with the delicious sorcery she brought upon herself. Ralph carefully rested his lower body as he hunched over his fragile flower. He softly pet the side of her head with one of his hands as he supported himself on his elbows, making sure she was protected. They shifted and stirred, their fast paced kiss quickly escalating.
Vanellope gently gripped the hair on the back of Ralph's head as he tenderly began to undress her. He could feel his head practically drowning in the rush of sweet, sinful sensations suddenly placed in front of him. His large hands shook in almost uncertainty as he accomplished things he only dreamed of. He slid his hand up Vanellope's bare side, feeling every single pixel of skin that he could. He felt the air grow thick with lust as he could feel her bare body practically squirm underneath him; the hairs on the back of his neck raised from glitched goosebumps. They carefully broke their kiss, their eyes locked in a clouded, divine string of whirlwind confusion. Before Ralph could over think the situation, Vanellope immediately grabbed the shoulders of Ralph shirt, practically ripping it off of him. Ralph breathed a small, loving chuckle on her neck as she rocketed his shirt across the room.
Vanellope exhaled a shaky breath as both of their hands immediately shot down to Ralph's swim trunks. Code travelled like lightning bolts up her stomach, surging at her heart and stomach; she quietly pleaded Ralph to hurry, he dare not disobey. Ralph silently barked a small sound of acknowledgement as he managed to stir himself out of his swim trunks. He heaved a shaky, nervous sigh on Vanellope's lower neck as he gently melted between her legs. Vanellope softly slid her hands up Ralph's powerful, bare chest and around his neck. She softly panted his name on his ear; she could practically feel the chills of code shoot up his spinal cord. He closed his eyes and buried his face deep into Vanellope's neck. He breathed his love for her as he gently supported himself on his elbows, bracing himself.
Ralph hung his head next to Vanellope's neck and face. He could feel his heart pump something different into his coded binary stream; it was unusual, lively, heightened. He delved into it, enjoying the fact that he was quickly losing control of his inner power. He could feel her soft legs welcome him home; he knew their inner creatures had come out to dance from eons of being unreachable. Vanellope softly mumbled Ralph's name as she slid her arms around his neck. She shoved her face into his shoulder and clung onto him for dear life; upon hearing her plea, he gently pressed his chest down into her slightly. He hunched over her in a protective manner as she kissed his cheek as the proper go-ahead. Ralph could feel his inner wrecker want to lose it; he shut his eyes and exhaled a trembling breath as he situated himself.
Vanellope shut her eyes tight and pushed her mouth into Ralph's neck and shoulder. She felt Ralph's strong body softly situate; she pushed her hands upwards firmly into Ralph's collar bones as he put pressure on her. She grit her teeth as Ralph slowly began to drive into her; her code wigged at the new presence, it blobbed and jolted slightly in delightful confusion as Ralph continued his patient venture. Her code made its usual electrifying hums and crackles as it teasingly invited Ralph's red code to the surface of his goosebumped skin. Vanellope whined Ralph's name before biting down on his shoulder; he coughed a small, surprised exhale and held her into his chest in a protective manner. She softly pushed on Ralph's shoulders and groaned his name in pleasurable pain; she let her legs slide around his, knowing that resisting was far out of the question at this point. Vanellope inhaled a soft gasp as Ralph finally nudged her core; she gently threw her head back onto the pillow and gaped, feeling as if her code was willingly being hijacked.
Ralph shakily moaned her name on her bare chest as he could feel her glitching code abandon her and swarm his skeletal mainframe. He fluttered his eyes and tried his hardest to inhale through his tightening throat; he quickly began to feel as if the only code he has ever known was slipping away from him. It effortlessly began to rewrite itself, a harmony of opposite sets of binary. He felt a searing jerk of electric current pulse through the two, it suddenly caused him to jolt forward like a revved engine. Vanellope shoved up on his shoulders and grit her teeth, her nails clawed Ralph's bare skin. She heaved a few, startled breaths and gazed up at Ralph; he panted on her mouth as he cradled her into his chest protectively. He gazed at her with a small, humble smile through knowing, uncertain eyes; he asked a billion questions in his mind, suddenly feeling connected to her thoughts. As if he had hacked the password to her brain. Her code flooded every last fiber of his being, practically merging with Ralph's binary. Vanellope whispered a small plea, as if to assure him and rid the lingering questions that hung in the air; Ralph bowed his head into her chest and inhaled a confident breath. Vanellope scrunched her face, as if to brace herself.
Without faltering or missing a single rhythm, Ralph steadily heaved into Vanellope; he felt his whole brain go numb at the sight of her squirming and recoiling underneath him. His heart swelled with every satisfied gasp that escaped her trembling mouth. He tenderly kissed her neck, never ending his continuous motion. Vanellope eventually eased her hands to the back of Ralph's head, no longer feeling the need to resist him. She ran her trembling hands through his crazy hair, every single one of her senses were heightened. She lulled her head back and forth as he rocked her world; her bed complained and creaked with each movement. She smiled a small gape and let her eyes gently close; the tug of war she was playing with him threw any concept of pleasure she ever had out the window. Vanellope softly squirmed underneath Ralph, her legs softly wrapping around his lower legs as best as she could. Ralph shut his eyes tighter as he began to gradually pick up the pace, his face still firmly pushed into Vanellope's neck.
He quietly, and shakily, breathed her name on her neck. He felt as if his inner rage had suddenly teamed up with this carnal instinct he was surrendering to. He felt his large hands nervously sprawl and clench on Vanellope's upper back as he cradled her close. He dipped into Vanellope over and over, wondering where all this pent up, intoxicating nectar of an action was coming from. He drowned in the lovely, cool feeling of her DNA mixing with his; a lush dance of coded, glitching binary kissed every last pixel of their welded bodies. Ralph could feel his inner strength begin to get the better of himself. He wanted to ravage her, his heart was bursting with purpose. He shut his eyes tight and tried his hardest to control his force, praying to User that he wouldn't hurt her in any way.
Vanellope ran her hands down Ralph's jaws and neck, finally resting them on his upper, heaving chest. She moaned his name aloud, hoping to encourage him. She slid her hands up his collarbones, her fingertips begging his core to unleash his worst. Her fingertips trailed streaks of glitch lines, causing his hot red code to throb where her fingertips slid. His angry, red code jolted around as their exterior codes danced and swirled around each other. Veins of electric blues, reds and purples trailed all over Ralph's shoulders and Vanellope's eager fingertips. Ralph let a nervous, overwhelmed groan escape his mouth as he tensed a little. He breathed a shaky breath on Vanellope's neck before gently sinking his teeth into the nook of her shoulder and neck. He held onto her as he could feel his spine tense; she ran her hands down his back in an acknowledging tease. She softly hugged Ralph closer to her body as she shoved her face into the side of Ralph's face. She pleaded for him, softly, into his ear; the shivers sent tremors through both of them simultaneously. Their gasping figures relished in the exuding magic.
Ralph softly let go of Vanellope and supported himself on his hands, they were firmly planted on the bed on either side of his mate. Vanellope quickly gripped her hands onto her sheets as Ralph softly hung his head near her face. He grit his teeth and began to buck into her harder; he could feel his fists want to clench into his usual wrecking form. Vanellope gently reached up and loosely hugged his head. She let one of her hands slide down the back of his neck as the other gripped the hair on the back of his scalp. She shakily barked his name as he dared to push harder into her; he prod her core more with every push and pull. He winced as Vanellope pulled his hair; he quickly learned her love language and shoved into her faster, deeper. He scrunched his face as he pushed his forehead to hers. He croaked a groan full of tension and want as he arched into her quickly, never losing his rhythm; he wanted to hear her scream.
Vanellope softly threw her head back and let her death grip of hands softly slide down Ralph's shoulders to his lower arms. She finally began to resist him again; she winced in pain and pleasure. Both their chests heaved erratically and desperately, as if they had breathed up all the oxygen in Sugar Rush. Vanellope practically cried Ralph's name, causing him to choke a faltering exhale on the side of Vanellope's face and mouth. His arms trembled softly as he sped up his pace; Vanellope could practically feel his heart beat become hers as their codes rewrote the language of love together. A chaotic symphony of melodies that made sense. Ralph heaved a hard sigh before sinking back down to Vanellope. He pushed his chest onto her and cradled her deep into his arms like previous. He continued to move, but Vanellope knew he was struggling with his morale.
"V-Vanellope," Ralph uttered nervously on her neck as he continued to firmly dip into her. His small effort spoke a million words that she understood. She immediately hugged his head and kept him to her.
"K-Keep going," Vanellope urged just as Ralph deepened the situation. She shuddered under his unfathomable power and firmly gripped the hair on the back of his head again.
She knew he was about to unleash his worst, at this point; Ralph slumped his forehead onto her shoulder and quickened his pace, his heart practically on fire. He bucked into her harder than before, as if he couldn't get enough. Her soft and supple body was sweeter than anything he could've ever imagined. Sweeter than anything Sugar Rush had to boast. Vanellope tensed and held onto Ralph like her life depended on it. She clawed his neck and shoulders fiercely, his fervor suddenly plunged to a point of no return. Ralph grit his teeth and scrunched his eyes tight in pain as she left unforgiving claw marks on his skin. Vanellope felt hers and Ralph's inner code suddenly jolt and come alive as both bodies remained animated. She inhaled a sharp gasp as she could feel Ralph's body steadily grow tense. She groaned Ralph's name with a small whimper as she held onto the tops of his shoulders tight. Ralph grimaced and shoved his whole head down into Vanellope's shoulder, he felt as if gravity wasn't holding him to the arcade anymore. Vanellope shut her eyes tight and kept Ralph firmly planted to her.
All at once, Ralph arched his back, bent inwards towards Vanellope; he shut his eyes tight and groaned as his hot, furious red code suddenly glitched on its own for the very first time, sending his electrifying, interior code through Vanellope's code stream. Vanellope gasped and jolted underneath Ralph's powerful body that kept her pinned. She held the back of Ralph's head firmly as the two remained silent in a mind numbing code exchange. Vanellope threw her head back and arched her body up and into Ralph as he practically surged her body with molten volts of his code. She grit her teeth and shut her eyes tight as his searing hot code melted every last strand of her cool, blue binary. Both of them fiercely glitched new, hot purple, pixel goosebumps all over their backs and arms. Their new code shot viens and tiers of fresh, new binary all over their welded bodies. The room was alive and heightened with the new sparks of electricity. Ralph trembled for a second before slowing his movement, he struggled to support himself above Vanellope as he suddenly slumped into her. He coughed a few sharp groans onto the side of Vanellope's head as he hugged her so close to him. He gazed down at her neck in wide eyed surprise. Vanellope heaved several intense breaths as she curled into Ralph's arms; both of them trembled with the new code shooting throughout their system.
Vanellope closed her eyes and inhaled deeply several times, trying her hardest to come back from the divine situation she was put through. Her skin crawled with her new, warm code. She slumped in Ralph's welcoming arms, her head lulled against the pillow as Ralph relaxed on top of her, trying not to crush her. Vanellope softly pet the back of Ralph's head, lovingly tending to the tufts of hair she pulled only minutes before. Both lovers melted into each other's arms; they were a trembling, panting mess. Vanellope finally managed to muster up the strength to smile as she leaned her head against Ralph's. She hugged her legs around Ralph's legs gently, keeping him connected to her. He exhaled a few reviving gasps with a small smile as he closed his eyes. He rested his head on Vanellope's shoulder and the pillow, his arms still firmly cradling her to him.
"Wow," Vanellope breathed in a whisper as she shoved her face into Ralph's neck. Ralph chuckled gently in agreement and lovingly held the back of her head in his hand.
Ralph inhaled slowly through his nose and cuddled Vanellope deep into his chest and arms, keeping her close. He closed his eyes tight and softly trailed a few kisses along the soft skin on her shoulder. Vanellope smiled and wrapped her arms around Ralph's neck. She shivered, her new code trying to adjust to her body. She felt her heart swell with the thought of suddenly having a brand new code stream; they rewrote their very existence, their codes matched perfectly. Her eyes widened as Ralph's shoulder trickled and glitched with hot purple pixels before settling. She slumped her shoulders and relaxed. She breathed a sigh of relief as she relished in the feeling of their connection. She let her eyes lull closed as she suddenly felt extremely tired. She latched onto Ralph as their connected bodies continued to barely surge with aftershocks.
Vanellope closed her eyes and heaved one last, relaxing breath. She lulled her head against Ralph's and laid still. Ralph adjusted himself and lifted his head to get a good look at his mate; her face looked more womanly, blushed with bliss and maturity. Ralph felt his heart swell and pulse with his new code as he gently stroked some of her black hair out of her face and off of her sweaty forehead. He smiled down into her closed eyes and cradled her into his chest and body, their connection still strong and true. He leaned down and placed a few, warm kisses on her mouth as she exhausted the rest of her energy. He closed his eyes and gently nudged his forehead into hers as the two remained one. He let a small, proud smile prowl across his face. He hoped their new code would send her off with sweet dreams.
