Invited to a charity tournament, Cynthia and Red decide to meet up after the main event, drinking and sharing thoughts. Nonetheless, as the alcohol begins to pile up, other things begin to unfold.
A/N: Hello! You may wonder why I deleted the old one... well that was a mistake. I wanted to fix the text because I found it lacking, but I deleted in a panic? Either way, I hope this version is better.
I appreciate comments and kudos, or if you check my main story, Beyond the Threshold :3
Cynthia's finger slides across the phone screen and the other hand brings a cocktail close to her lips. She was reading about miscellaneous things such as a proposal of a new Pokemon League in Alola, with the architect of this project, the young professor Kukui, stating that he wanted to elevate the region to become an equal to the others around the globe. She also reads of mysterious disappearances in the same region, but in truth, Cynthia wasn't truly interested in these articles, as she was reading them to waste time. Her mind was focused on something else, on how much longer her friend, the champion Red, would take to arrive.
The city of Lumiose organized a tournament for charity, and elite trainers from all over the world were invited to battle and do talent competitions. There was a low attendance of old and current champions, however, both Red and Cynthia decided to participate, as their desire to battle was still high and for the noble purpose of helping others through this event.
They had become friends one year ago after the last World Tournament, engaging in more conversations and meeting when they could. At first, he was hesitant to join since his close friends wouldn't do so, but in the end, decided to join, wishing to see her and other acquaintances he has made recently. He promised nothing, however, doubting to win the tournament and taking this as a chance to marvel in the metropolis.
Now Cynthia waits for him to arrive, dressed in a fancy long black dress that made her golden hair stand out even more, lips dyed with a black lipstick, golden earrings barely visible through her hair and the Celestica pendant hanging from her neck, inseparable from her in any situation.
"I am so sorry!" An air deprived and familiar voice talked to her, which Cynthia responded by placing her phone face down and golden eyes looking at her guest, dressed in blue slacks, a white shirt and a black jacket. His long dark hair was a little messy and his intense crimson eyes looked at her directly, while Cynthia thought how cute he looked dressed semi formally. "My students and friends delayed me… still, I shouldn't be blaming anyone except myself."
Her lips curl into a smirk, with fingers tapping her upper lip, one after the other.
"You have an innate skill of arriving late." The champion giggles, and her hand taps the table, indicating for him to sit down. "But don't torture yourself, it was only twelve minutes. I was wondering if you were still signing more autographs, considering how many fans were waiting for you."
"At this hour?" He says, catching for air and placing his hands over the table. "Well… there are some capable of waiting at such late hours, but nah, my friends wanted me to celebrate something before coming here." Red smiles softly. "And I am not the kind of person to stick too long with a large group of people, I would die." He shows a tired expression, as if it was the worst thing in the world.
"Some people are born with the natural charisma to be around people." Her fingers intertwined and hummed a little." I saw those two popular guys from Galar… Raihan and Leon, and perhaps they had the biggest amount of people waiting for them outside the building."
"And you don't?"
"I hope you are joking." Considering he grinned, it was obvious he did. "Like you, I don't have a great interest in signing autographs, but I still do it for my fans." One hand moves to support her head and groans. "And it has become worse since that photo with Elesa. My manager requested to make a profile and upload content, which I highly regret, but the fault is only mine."
"I guess we suffer a lot from our mistakes." He takes his phone and shares a photo of him. "Blue… well she told me the same, to make a profile and upload my photographs. What I didn't expect was for it to become so popular within a few months."
She looks at the photo of him sitting under a tree, posing with his hand brushing his hair and looking at the camera directly. Cynthia smirks, with two fingers covering her lips and golden eyes showing mischief.
From a legendary trainer to a model on the Pokered." He chokes at first and Cynthia laughs, followed by him laughing shortly. "I've seen some of your photos of you alone and with your friends, you look quite charming in a lot of those, Red." She smiles sincerely.
Her comment caused him to slightly raise an eyebrow and feel his heart race a little. Red wasn't good at taking compliments, oftenly replying that it wasn't necessary or scratching the back of his head, and this situation wasn't different. He wanted to talk, but a waiter came by and brought two menus, recommending a few drinks and standing there waiting for his order. Cynthia was drinking something already, but left the menu next to her regardless. On the other hand, Red was reading and had no idea on what to ask.
He hums and looks at her. "Hm… can you help me? I haven't drunk such elaborate drinks before"
"Maybe you will like what I am drinking, a fruity cocktail of vodka and many red fruits." She smiles, and offers him a sip.
His fingertips hold the straw and his lips wrap around it, drinking from the sweet mixture, feeling the tasty yet burning sensation across his mouth and throat. He liked it and got convinced to ask for the same drink.
"Wow, it tastes great." he says as he drinks another sip, then he looks at the waiter and asks for the same drink.
"Just be careful that the sweetness can get you… tipsy much faster.
"I can handle it. It's not like I will get knocked out with just one." He says as his arms lay crossed over the table. "And talking about fans, did you have troubles with them?"
Cynthia groans, as if she remembered a truly horrible event. "I don't want to remember it. Outside of the airport, there were hundreds of people! Even worse than the entrance of the event." The champion takes a long sip of her drink. "The disadvantage of traveling with Elesa, I suppose. I don't know how she can… well, Eli has always lived like this, of course she's used to it."
"Well, it could be that…" Red thanks the waiter who brought his drink, amazed by how quickly they prepared it. "or because the world champion was in that plane instead."
"Aw, you are so sweet." She looks to the side and her hand waves.
"But it's true! I am sure more than one wanted to see the splendorous and pretty world champion come out of the plane and walk in Kalos."
"Stop that, you will make me blush!" And with that complaint, Cynthia looks at him again, unable to contain a radiant smile, feeling her cheeks heat up. "But thank you." she says sweetly.
Red didn't expect her to react in such a cute manner, making him smile gently, surprised at himself at how effective for how simple it was. "Either way, now that I remember," He takes a moment to drink from the cocktail. "Who do you have to compete with? I am in a group with Volkner, Raihan and… I forgot the last one, but it will be quite difficult."
"Funnily enough, I have Caitlyn as my rival." Her eyes look up, taking a moment to think. "It will be a challenging one, I have told her most of my strategies."
"I can't blame you, I have also been guilty of that."
"As in, the last world tournament which you lost versus your friend?" He coughs in embarrassment. "Maybe I am right."
"No, no, no!" He says. "It is more than that.. We have battled and trained together so many times that we know our strategies. I tried something risky, and of course, it didn't work."
"And I was eager to fight you." Cynthia pouts. "I wanted to defeat the previous world champion, but alas."
"Hey, maybe you can defeat me in this tournament."
"It's not the same." At first she tries to pretend annoyance, but it fails miserably, as she couldn't contain a cheeky smile. "No worries then, I will have the pleasure of winning and claiming the first place then."
And so their conversation continued, talking from simple things to more profound ones, but also some cheeky remarks on their looks as they drank more and more alcohol, and around an hour later, both of them were under alcohol's effects. It wasn't surprising as Red drank five cocktails and Cynthia six, with the former overestimating his alcohol tolerance.
He was there, staring at the blonde beauty, eyes lost with hers and feeling his body grow warmer, entranced by her golden eyes until Cynthia mentioned about leaving.
"Shall we leave? It's getting quite late and cold."
"Ah, yeah." Red said, looking at his watch and noticing it was three in the morning. "Shit, it's late."
"Hmm." She hums and eyes look down. "I was wondering if you… if you wanna take a stroll on the square as we walk back to the hotel."
It took a few seconds to process what she said, and only reacted when Cynthia stood from her chair. "Sure, let's go."
She gives a quick and soft smile before they walk away, thanking the workers and leaving the pub. They stood next to a traffic light, until both realized not a single car was moving and crossed with red lights and reached the edges of the square.
Letting out a loud and tired sigh, Cynthia leans on Red, with her head against him and both arms looking for him, intertwined and holding his hand. It was for not only to hug him and feel his warmth, but also to not lose balance.
"Is there something wrong?" He asks, and couldn't ignore how close she was, his face igniting with her so close.
"I don't want to fall and you are quite comfy." She says placidly, and Red didn't know what to say, but even if he wanted to talk, Cynthia continues. "Hmm… Can we sit for a moment? I feel dizzy…"
He nodded and sought for a bench, sitting under that had no lights. When they sit, a sigh of relief escapes their lips, with Cynthia still hogging his arm and his head over his, enjoying the sweet silence, until she decides to speak.
"I am still thinking… on how pretty I am. When you told me that before."
Red coughs softly. "Of course you are, why would I lie?" The arm trapped within hers becomes free, which he instead used to embrace and push Cynthia closer to him. "But besides that… I think what I like the most is… how you are. I like your enthusiasm for everything… especially how brave you are."
Her face snuzzles his chest, letting out a delighted sigh. "I like your eyes… Since I saw them I thought they were wonderful. And your hair, and how…" Cynthia shuts, not knowing what to say. Being so close to him and the alcohol in her veins made her thoughts erratic, unable to think of new sentences, and instead, remained in silence and embraced him as well.
Her lips let out a sigh, enjoying the moment, but suddenly, Cynthia thinks of something else, a daring move, yet she wondered if it was a mistake. What if Red didn't take it in an appropriate manner.
There was only one way to know.
Cynthia couldn't hold any longer and climbed over his lap, with her legs straddling his sides. Her hands pressed against his right shoulder and front, feeling his chest, so formidable after so many adventures. Her golden eyes showed desire, the desire of feeling him close. Suddenly, she closes her eyes and from her beautiful lips a giggle slithers, before pressing them against his lips.
Red felt dizzy, the world turning around in confusion, but he gave in to the warm embrace of hers, hands moving up and gripping her arms. The kiss was sweet, delightful and mesmerizing, tasting the flavor of her lipstick and fruity cocktail she had earlier. Pushing to feel more of Cynthia, his arms surrounded her silhouette, his tongue licking her lips, a cheeky move which she replied in the same manner with their tongues touching briefly, before Cynthia broke up the kiss.
Her eyes open slowly, meeting with his crimson colored ones, looking at each other in an awkward silence, and intense and hot atmosphere, even coming to the realization that their hands were on other places, with Red's hands holding her waist and Cynthia caressing his face.
After a few seconds of staring at each other, the silence is broken as they giggle.
"That was… intense," he says softly, whispering to her and fingers grasping the dark cloth, expressing desire and thinking on what to say next. It was rather difficult, unable to focus by having the blonde so close, close enough to feel her heart racing and breathing against his chest "I…" Red tried to say something, but all that came from his mouth were stutters and messy cackles.
"I could say the same." Compared to him, she sounded more confident and a finger began playing with a dark lock, spinning his hair around in a very playful manner. "What a lovely kiss, Red." She smirks and he feels her gaze becoming more intense. But he gave in, once again, her sweet eyes impossible to avoid.
He feels her thumb caress his lips, moving vertically. "I think you are indulging me too much." He then softly traps her thumb between his lips, regaining some confidence after her compliments. "Do you truly mean it?"
"Why would I lie?" Cynthia says, a voice so mellow and never heard before, so graciously received by him, followed by another kiss from her in which he eagerly accepts, the shyness that plagued him no longer present, or partially, at least.
This kiss became more intense, more ravenous than before, with all subtlety becoming non-existent and engaging in what was called a "Kalosian kiss", lips frantically moving together and their bodies becoming closer, shortening the small remaining distance. An intense kiss that made his grip on her tighten, her breasts pressing against him and loving the soft sensation, while one of her hands moved behind his head, pushing him deeper into the kiss.
A few seconds later, their kiss ends once more. But Red was craving for more, and began trailing her cheeks with kisses, moving down to press his lips against her neck, with lips tasting her skin and teeth softly biting her.
Cynthia was not expecting that and a whimper escapes her lips, hands moving to grab the long strands of his hair. But suddenly he stops, and she hears him laughing, wondering what happened.
"What's wrong?" She inquires, fingers caressing his hair in a loving manner.
"Nothing." Of course, Red was lying, saying with a playful voice. "Just coming to terms with someone… new I met."
"I wonder who it might be. Is he, perhaps, a charming man who discovered a new part of himself?" Letting a long hum and pressing her cheek against his head, Cynthia says, giggling as he marks her shoulder with another bite and arms tighten around her figure. "Ow!" She breathes on his ear and lips very close. "Wanna continue in the hotel."
As she mentioned her new proposal, Red felt a shiver across his whole body, a shiver that wasn't fear but intrigue and desire to know what would come soon after. Gathering courage, he was finally able to look at her, not proud of the silly expression he had, but luckily for him, she also had the same expression.
"Let's go." He whispers, with his embrace loosening and suddenly he remembered they were in public. Blood rushed towards his cheek and ignited them, looking around in paranoia if anyone was around. "I hope no one saw us."
"And now you are concerned?" Her head tilts slightly to the left and eyes narrow, confused by his question.
"Imagine… imagine the news tomorrow if someone took photos," as he made sure no one was around, his tone shifted, his concerns now turning cheerful and joking with her. " "A new romance is forming" or… I don't know, another stupid header."
"A lot of jealous people, I am sure of that." Saying this, Cynthia leaves the embrace and stands, already missing the comfort of his arms. "If you don't want to get caught, then let us leave now." She offers her hand, which Red quickly holds. "Good thing the hotel is just on the other side of the square."
As they walk to the hotel, their fingers intertwine and she leans against his shoulder, Red was unaware of what to say. The silence felt oppressive, his mind only focused on her and wishing to continue pampering her with his lips and hands, but he relented for now.
The champions arrived quickly, and for their relief, no one was in the main hall. Moving towards the elevator, Cynthia pressed the floor where she currently resides. The doors open, and as soon as they close, his hands move over her waist and pull her close, starved of her silky lips and moving forward for another kiss. Caught by surprise yet pleased by it, letting her arms rest around his neck and indulging in it.
Another sweet and ravenous kiss, their breathing and hearts becoming accelerated, her fingers combing his hair, albeit it was shorter than the previous ones. As their lips parted, she looked at him, with those golden eyes fiery with lust.
"So much for someone who didn't want to get caught." Cynthia hums and remains in the same position, pressing her body against him in an act to tease. "Why the sudden change?"
"I can get distracted easily," he laughs softly, eyes narrowed and entranced by her beauty. "and taking risks is quite an old friend of mine."
"You know… you will have to clean your face later on." She taps his face with her index finger. "You have lipstick all over your face."
The elevator doors open and makes both of them jump scared, so focused on each other it makes them forget their surroundings. Cynthia looks up and realizes they reached their floor, letting out a sigh of relief.
"And I thought the nervous person was me." Of course, he couldn't miss this chance to mock her, only for Red to earn a look of contempt. "Just messing with you~." He replies softly, giggling at his own joke as she dragged him from the elevator and towards her room.
Cynthia opens the door and pulls him from the collar of his shirt, with him closing the door as he steps in. Dainty fingertips slides down his shirt and grabs his hand, guiding him through the living room and reaching her bedroom. He remained silent, his heart almost bursting out of his chest by how hard it was beating.
Making him stand in front of the bed, she makes him fall over it and climbs his lap once again, caressing his lips with hers once more, with his parting slightly yet Cynthia only teased him, with the tip of her tongue only licking his lips. Instead, her main focus lay on his chest, fingers unbuttoning his shirt slowly all the way down and caressing his torso, fingertips moving up and down across his toned abdomen, perhaps enjoying it a little too much.
That touch brought a shocking sensation across his body, but welcomed, arousing him even more than the current kiss. Yet Cynthia wouldn't have all of the fun, as the hands resting on her waist move downwards, grasping the cloth and legs, pushing the dress upwards and began grasping her thighs. He wasn't that daring, but alcohol helps a lot in taking the plunge.
And that touch only triggered her in pushing his clothes away, parting from their kiss, and pulling the jacket and shirt on the floor. Her lips traced his cheek and moved to his neck with Red letting out a low groan, but then he noticed something unusual, she was sucking his neck and quite roughly!
"Wait, wait, stop!" He said between giggles, and that only pushed her to continue. Shortly after, a hickey was embodied on his skin.
"It looks good on you." Such as him, Cynthia couldn't contain her laughter. "A small payback for the bite on my shoulder."
"This asks for more bites on you then." He lunged forward and bit her shoulder softly, just playing with her.
"You idiot." She says with a sweet moan as he bit her. "Don't do things that you will regret."
His head tilts softly to the right side, but before he could ask, Cynthia pushes him onto the bed and goes onto her knees. Golden colored eyes stare directly at him, making Red feel nervous and aware of what is to come.
Her hands slide down over his crotch, the palms rubbing the needy bulge trapped within his pants and didn't take long to unbutton it, pulling it down a little to make his underwear visible, teasing him with her lips tracing his cock and blowing air, the continuation of what happened before.
Even then, she herself couldn't contain any longer, pulling down the last piece and letting his dick go free, with dainty hands holding his shaft and moving up and down in a slow pace, eyes locked with his and noticing how blood rushed his face and showing delight. It made her smile, perhaps a little proud of herself.
"Do you know how hard it was to avoid mentioning this before poking me in the park?" Cynthia says as she strokes it roughly on purpose. "Maybe you wanted to do it back there? To fuck me in the park? What a dirty mind you have, Red!"
That honey flavored voice made him weak, this becoming too intense and cock throbbing with excitement, begging for her to continue. His face was burning and one finger made circles on his cheek. "I thought you wouldn't notice."
"Maybe for another time~" That was the alcohol speaking, but the idea was "interesting", to say the least. In the end, she shoves the thought away and concentrates on the present, her hands laying flat at the base of his dick and kissed the tip, followed by her tongue moving up and down across the shaft, until she finally decided to stop her teasing, with lips wrapping around the tip and tongue swirling around it, leaving trails of saliva and letting out sweet moans.
Red couldn't help but groan with pleasure, his head leaning back and enjoying the moment, feeling as Cynthia went lower with each second, sucking his dick lovingly with her low moans, tongue moving around and overall warmth of it.
She continued until he cursed audibly, sucking him off and covering his cock with a lot of saliva on purpose. "Did it feel that good?" Cynthia says as she kisses his dick once more, and right hand pumping it with slow and long strokes. "Of course it was, otherwise I wouldn't have earned that reaction." She giggles.
"Quite the mouth you have," the champion said as he straightened and stood up, looking down as Cynthia moved back a little. His dick hovering over her face was too hot to ignore, even wanting to shove it into her mouth once again, but he wanted to hear her whimper now. "but now it's my turn."
He now wanted to explore her body with both lips and hands, making Cynthia stand and seeing her eyes for a second, hers now displaying intrigue and desire. His hands begin to slowly pull down her black dress and mouth tracing her neck then shoulder. Cynthia closed her eyes, enjoying the intimacy and delicate touches, letting out soft and sweet moans and giggles, his lips tickling her skin.
But when his hands grabbed her breasts, she gasped a bit louder, enjoying him fondling her chest, and with her moans, Red pulled down the dress and bra, the direct contact caused her to shiver in excitement.
She didn't want him to stop, and neither did he, as he pulled the woman in the same position as before, her legs on the sides of his while his mouth began kissing, sucking and biting her left breast.
Wanting more, Cynthia guides his free hand towards her crotch, with his fingers quickly acting by doing circular moves on her pussy and letting whimpers escape from her lips, placing her hands over his shoulders, grasping him tightly.
But that didn't last long, as she interrupted him a little to remove her clothes in a fast manner, pulling them down and throwing them except for her panties soaked by all of the arousal. Red, seeing her pearly naked body, felt his heart race even faster, with his hands moving to her waist and thinking about something new, his eyes showing malice and lips a smirk.
Cynthia wonders what that meant, then suddenly, Red turned around and pushed her over the bed, making her surprised and giggling. Yet the next image caused her to bite her lower lip as he was now between her legs, with eyes closed and kissing her inner thigh, but she didn't expect him to turn that kiss into a hickey! And a big one no less.
"Ow! That hurt a little." This only caused him to press his teeth softly on her skin, but then looked at her properly. "You are becoming quite possessive."
"Am I?" He says while pulling her underwear down, with Cynthia wiggling her legs to help him out. Yet, instead of answering, his hands bring her closer to his mouth, with his tongue licking her wet folds in a long and singular lick, then moving to be more comfortable, two fingers spreading her pussy and his other hand raising her waist a little.
He now starts eating her out, his mouth focused on her clit and tongue circling around it, hands grasping the sides of her hips. It was the first time doing this, and he was wondering if she would like it at all, but hearing her moan both softly and loud, with fingers tangling around his black hair, it gave Red the confidence to continue.
And it's not like Cynthia wanted him to stop, using her hands to push him further and thighs pressing against his face, moaning louder and teeth biting her lower lip, feeling how her pussy was becoming a mess and a tingling, shocking sensation across her body. His tongue became more daring, now focusing on the entrance and pushing to enter inside her.
Red then proceeds to shove two fingers inside her hole, making her squirm and increase her moans. His fingers sought for her sweet spots, becoming drenched with her juice, the tips of his fingers caressing her inner walls ,and pumping them in and out.
It lasted for a few more seconds, until Cynthia decided to move things further.
"Come here, I want to fuck now~." The woman said as she taps his head with her fingertips and pulls away from him, while he moves above the bed, shoving his pants away. "Wait, I remembered something, can you bring me my purse, pretty please?"
Red answers quickly and goes after the purse dropped on the floor, while she just straightens on her knees and her right hand begins stroking her wet sweet spot at the sight of his back and body.
"What do you need this for?"
"For this." Cynthia speaks sweetly and rummages through the few things to pull a small plastic bag of a vibrant color, which makes Red laugh shyly.
"Were you prepared for this?" Red says as his fingers want to take the condom, but she refuses. "Hm?"
His grip on the bag softened and let her take it, putting the edge in her mouth and ripping it open. In truth, she didn't expect the night to turn like this, but not like Cynthia was complaining. "Not really, but I found these inside and decided to take them with me~."
"Sounds to me that you were."
Red wanted to speak but was silenced as she started pushing the thin latex from the tip to the base, then she turned him around and pushed him softly over the bed, now sitting and returning to their previous position with Cynthia sitting over him. Her left hand took his cock and rubbed the tip on her wet folds, moaning until his dick went inside her pussy, feeling a joyful and striking sensation overwhelming her, grinding her clit against his abdomen.
Both groaned at this, with Red's hands grabbing her hips and hers moving over his shoulders, starting to move up and down in a slow yet steady pace. Craving for her lips, Red moved forward and kissed her once more, their groans of pleasure muffled; his hands becoming more frantic as they wandered all over her back then landing on her buttcheeks, spreading them slightly and helping Cynthia on moving her body.
Their kiss ends and eyes open once more She increases the pace and movement, hips swaying to left and right, her pussy gripping tightly around his cock, both groaning with delight and pleasure. As before, he craved more of her, and his mouth lunged at one breast, sucking and giving soft bites playfully, leaving some gentle bite marks across her nipple.
"Ow!" Cynthia says, pretending the bite hurt her. "It's almost as if you want to eat me." A sweet whisper, with the fingernails now softly digging onto his back, causing him to whimper. "But two of us can play this game." Her hips stop moving, her lips now kissing his cheek, but then Cynthia began to suck and leave a soft hickey on his face.
"Shit! Stop!" His hands push her away, hearing her cackle while doing so. "First on my neck, now on my face." Two fingers touched over the hickey and looked at Cynthia's smug expression. "I hate you."
"Aw, you truly mean it?"
"How will I cover it? Tomorrow we have Pokemon battles."
"You don't see me complaining about the bite you left me on my neck." She pokes his nose. "Or the hickeys on my thighs."
More tease coming from her, Cynthia enjoying it too much for his taste, but he had the perfect response for that. His hands moved quickly towards her butt, slapping and gripping her cheeks, enjoying the sound that her ass and herself made, letting out a loud whimper and golden eyes looking at him shocked, yet Red could notice how the red tint across her face increased.
"As you said, Cyn, two can play this game." He said seductively and moved both deeper into the bed, holding her tightly. Now comfortable, he laid on his back and fingers held her ass, starting to thrust once again with a quicker pace, pushing her body down as he shoved her hole.
It was almost impossible to look at his eyes, by how constant she was jumping on his dick and the embarrassment of such unhinged moans, but it was impossible to contain them when his shaft reached deeply, even her hips were moving on their own. Her hands slither through his sides and fingernails dig on his back, becoming rougher and leaving more marks and scratches.
She leans in for another kiss, instantly turning messy and ravenous, their tongues seeking eachother and the grip of his hands increasing with this.
Red stops shortly, sliding down the bed and with Cynthia laying over him, her hands now accommodating on the sides of the bed. It was more comfortable and intimate than before, feeling her body attached to his was a wonder, and he didn't even need to push her hips down, as she herself was doing it, hearing her moaning against his shoulder.
Yet he knew that it would last shortly, as he felt close to climaxing already. His arms move upwards, holding her from the waist and his hips kept fucking her with an increasing pace, breathing harder and groaning with her, until Red couldn't contain any longer and finally came, pushing inside the best he could, feeling how her pussy tightens around his dick and pouring his seed inside the latex.
His head lay over the pillow and his right hand moved to caress Cynthia's hair, listening to her pants and heart beating, until she herself turned around to look at him. At first, she remained motionless, but a few seconds later she smiled softly and moved closer to kiss him. Compared to the other ones, it was passionate yet gentle, gladly receiving her soft lips and fingers caressing his cheek; while his hand moved across the curvatures of her body, mostly grasping her back with his free hand.
The kiss ends and she looks at him with loving eyes.
"That was great~" She purrs and nuzzles against his neck, letting her lips on purpose press over his skin. "I wonder what time it is."
He wonders as well. "Eh, pretty late for sure, but… not like it matters."
"That is true…" She moves to his right, feeling how her dick slipped out of her pussy and the engorged latex as well, letting out sweet moans. Now laying to his side, Red turned as well, giving a soft smirk looking at her. Cynthia had other motives in mind, craving for more.
Her hand moves down, touching his fit abdomen and stroking his dick once more, her fingers beginning to pull away the used latex. Red looked down for a moment before gazing at her, with Cynthia sharing a smirk.
"Want to go another round, hmm?" She whispers, moving down as her lips traced his body and onto his dick, removing the condom and she began sucking him again.
"Wait! Let me rest for a little." He groans. While he wanted more, he also felt drained from it. But Cynthia didn't care, as she continued to suck his cock.
"I can wait~." She says, pulling his cock out of her mouth and kissing it. "The night is still young."