champagnekiss

Hot steamy water poured down from the shower and that was what people should do in the shower, take a damn shower. Patricia Venenum was about to do that but how could she do it when Leona Kingscholar kept fondling her breast and did nothing like he promised, for instance to wash her body.

“Leona, I did not go limping to the bathroom just so you could rub your hands on my breast. You already did that last night, multiple times and roughly.” Patricia said, annoyed at the male behind her but he only chuckled.

“Your fault for limping and not being able to wash yourself, if you want to be washed by me then it’s my rules, Venenum.” Leona replied, she couldn’t see his face right now but she damn knew he was planting a wide smirk on his lips.

“And whose fault is that? You did not have to rail me so hard last night, I’m so soreeeeeeeeeeee.” Patricia whined, she tried to slap Leona’s hands away but the male was way stronger than her even more when she had no energy left after their session last night.

“I would ask you the same then, why did you have to test me with those damn stilettos? If you want to take a lead then don’t be a brat and do it thoroughly, Patricia.” Leona berated her playfully, a pout appeared on her face, glaring at the man.

“But I did it, I only didn’t finish it!” Patricia protested back.

“Meaning our deal is off, only you can make a prince wash a body like an attendant.” Leona said, applying soaps all over her body, making her body slippery.

“We are going to talk about that later, ah. You can just apply my body with soap, you don’t have to pinch them sensually. I’m too tired to have shower sex.” But Leona just grinned, and Patricia sighed, giving up on Leona’s caress her body. Moaning shamelessly as Leona enjoyed twisting and pinching her nipples a little bit too much, he already did it plenty yesterday and they were in a bathroom anyway.

“They got bigger because of me hm,” Leona smirked, a hint of smugness was heard. Further annoying Patricia, her body wasn’t his achievement.

“Just turn the water on and wash me off this shameful sweat from last night. And fast, I don’t really want to walk out of your room and meet bunch of Savanaclaw students being awkward and judging me thinking we have sex.” Patricia complained, imagining the stares she got from the students the last time when she sneaked out of Leona’s room, even after showering, and no one believed when she said she fell asleep in the middle of the movie and just woke up, they just laughed awkwardly. Thank God, they were scared enough to not spread anything beyond Savanaclaw.

“But we did, Pat. Remember the part where you screamed my name repeatedly? And how much I come inside you, maybe we created something here.” Leona teased, circling his fingers on her belly. Of course he was only kidding.

“Ha ha, not funny, we’re in school and I don’t want to have kids, ever. Also, nothing to worry about, I already took the pill.” Patricia said, shuddered at the thought of having a human being to be responsible about.

“Yeah, yeah. There’s one part that hasn’t been cleaned yet though,” Leona smirked.

“Leona, don’t-” As Patricia tried to stop him, her feelings anticipated something bad was about to happen and was she right, Leona thrusted his finger inside her inner walls. Her body jolted as Leona brutally thrusted his fingers inside.

“I’m cleaning you up, and this part hasn't been cleaned up, you want me to do it thoroughly don’t you?” Leona questioned her.

“Leona, stop! I’m so tired from last night, please I can’t handle another orgasm!” Patricia said in between her moans as Leona thrusted another finger in, scissoring her walls. His fingers were relentless, working inside of her, wrecking her inner walls to spasm around his fingers, curling on her sweet spot over and over, building up to an orgasm, it was all too much after last night.

“See this? You’re not clean yet.” Leona said, taking out his fingers for a moment, placing it in front of her to see a sticky liquid string between her two fingers. Patricia breathed a sigh of relief for a moment. Before Leona ruined it by thrusting his fingers back in. She yelped out moans, clutching to his arms to not slip to the floor. Her breath hitching as she sensed another orgasm coming. But then Leona stopped all of the sudden as she was just about to roll her eyes in a bliss, then thrusting back in and doing it repeatedly, to throw her to the edge and pulled it out. Frustrating Patricia further.

“Leona, c’mon, don’t play games with me. I want to come!” Patricia cried out, clinging to his arms.

“You said stop though last time, make up your mind, bratty princess.” Leona said, still working his fingers and then pulling out again.

“I definitely want to come, so please!” Patricia cried out in frustration, she just wanted to have her orgasm and be done with it.

“Say the magic words pat, and this will be over.” Leona whispered in her ear.

“Ugh, do I really have to?” Patricia whined then she felt Leona's finger slowly pulling away and she couldn’t have that, so she grabbed his hands and forced it inside again.

“Fine, I will ride you thoroughly next time and not to tease you again, I promise!” Patricia shouted.

“Atta girl,” Leona said and then pinned her to the wall, a hand holding her hands and the other holding her waist, her member pressed in between her butt cheeks.

“Leona, this is not what I meant-!” Patricia screamed, she felt Leona entering her insides harshly, in a few thrust she came and by the look of Leona’s face she saw when she glanced behind with tears in her eyes and him standing there with a cocky smile. Looks like she had to craft an invisible potion somehow.

“This is so boring,” Floyd complained as they were cleaning the ship’s deck. Portfess was coming up and it was their duty sadly, just because Floyd wanted to eat at that restaurant and Patricia was just tailing Ruggie with Ardia. Miserably, they ended up with this chore as the member of Portfess committee.

“Hakofugu-chan, let's go! I'm bored.” Floyd whined, as there were only the two of them cleaning the front of the ship while the rest were on the back.

“Let me text Ardia then, I think she can slip out.” Patricia replied as she gazed towards Jack, Ruggie and Rook arguing about something, she usually was against going anywhere with Floyd Leech but she hated cleaning up more than Floyd. And there was Ardia, so everything should be okay, she was Floyd's childhood friend after all.

“Don't text Ardia, c'mon just the two of us. You never mind when I take you to the empty basket court.” Floyd's voice was getting louder and he might fuck up the whole getting away thing if Jack noticed them or Ruggie for that matter, if he had to stay cleaning up this mess he wouldn't let Patricia get away from it, unless there was something for him.

“Ssh, keep your voice down. Fine, fine! Let's sneak out, back to campus right?” Patricia whispered-yelled.

“Mmm, no! There's something I'd like you to see first!” Floyd said excitedly, and in a minute his hands dragged Patricia's, exiting quickly from the ship. Patricia contemplated screaming, but anything to get her out of cleaning might be worth a try.

“Where are you taking me, Floyd?” Patricia was the one who whined now. Floyd had been dragging her by arm. Then they went to the back of some building. To see a photobox, by the look of it hadn't been used for some time now.

“Ta-da, I found them yesterday and the people say this machine could take your picture and print it! It's like a camera and printer in one!” Floyd said, all amazed and excited. Patricia scrunched up her nose, he dragged her along because of this?

“It's called Photobooth, I forgot that Coral Sea probably never had a machine like this down there.” Patricia commented, taking a step inside. Floyd trailed behind her.

“You know this machine, Hakofugu-chan?” Floyd asked, looking at the cramped space, he even had to bend his neck or he would not fit inside.

“Yeah, and sit down! You're too tall!” Patricia told him before he sat down beside her.

“How to operate this, what do you say, Photobooth then? I want to see it!” Floyd was beaming with excitement, while this was old news for Patricia. This thing used to be popular when she was in middle school, but not so anymore.

“Well, first, you insert a coin, and pick the menu of how many frames, let's do two frames. Now try to bend down so you are in the frame, as you can see on the screen. Then I will press this button, hold your poses for a few seconds before the computer camera captures our photo.” Patricia explained, then she pressed the button after finishing.

“So, like this?” Suddenly Floyd dropped his shoulders and wrapped her arms around Patricia who was posing.

“Hey!” Patricia was startled and right at that moment, the flash went off. But there was no time as the timer was still running, she would scold him somewhere secluded later.

“The timer is running, what pose do you want next Floyd?” Patricia asked.

“Hm, how about we lift up our tops? I saw some guys do it in magicam while dancing.” Patricia was side-eyeing him, but fine, why not, it was just a picture.

“Fine, but I’m not happy with it.” Patricia’s and Floyd’s lift their tops, she was a bit annoyed. But Floyd was grinning, not for the photo but because of the sight of something revealed underneath Patricia’s top.

“Nice boobs you got down there, Hakofugu-chan.” Floyd said, looking down at her.

“Stop ogling, Floyd.” Patricia retorted back, still holding the pose until the flash went off. As she was about to pull it down, Floyd turned her body around, sneaking his arm around her waist and made her sit on his lap.

“What are you doing, the timer is still running-” And Floyd kissed her to shut her up.

“You talked too much Hakofugu-chan.” Floyd said muffling her noises even further before she finally kissed him back, and they kept doing it, lost in their own motions. Their bodies pressed together.

“It’s been a long time and I forgot how much fun it is to kiss you.” Patricia slipped in between her kisses as her tongue danced all over his cave. It was fun to kiss Floyd because she could give in to her desires, head empty just kissing him and she knew there would be no consequences, and he wasn’t nice so she shouldn’t feel bad if she left him in the dust.

“Who’s the better kisser, me or Todo-senpai?” Floyd inquired between his kisses. And Patricia was blunt and honest, sadly.

“Leona, he didn’t bite my tongue until it was bleeding.” Patricia commented but still was busy shoving her tongue down Floyd’s throat but not for Floyd, it dampened his mood.

“Then I don’t want to anymore! You’re not a good kisser anyway, Hakofugu-chan!” He stopped and whined. Patricia was annoyed, they were just making out and it was fun to kiss him, making her forget about her feelings for a certain housewarden.

“I know you’re lying, you’re hard down there I can feel it pressing against my ass.” Patricia retorted back, but Floyd was already not in the mood. But she knew one way to get him back in. She forcefully took his hand and placed it on her boobs. “Grab it, knead it, I know you’re always staring at it. Must be nice to touch it without a shirt.” Patricia provokingly said. And Floyd again, shifted his attention to the soft flesh mound in between his fingers. Patricia took the back of his head so that his lips could meet hers, muffling her moans as Floyd kneaded her breast stimulatingly. As he was about to slip underneath her bra, the machine beeped quite loudly, taking their attention back to it. Turns out, the machine had already done taking their photos and wanted them to choose for photos to print now.

Patricia was embarrassed to see how many pictures were captured with her on top of Floyd. No one could see it, this definitely couldn’t go out, not even a peep. Patricia rather transferred to RSA and befriended Neige Leblanche if this got out.

“Hey, can I choose a picture?” Floyd asked, their shirts already pulled back down.

“No, but you can have this. Just, don’t let it see the light of the day.” Patricia handed him his copy of the photo of the two.

“Oh, we are cute on our first date.” Floyd said excitedly.

“This isn’t a- , Do you forget that you hate me for being too temperamental in our first year? You don’t like me Floyd and me too, except kissing you where someone doesn’t see us.” Patricia reminded him, but again Floyd was unpredictable.He didn’t bother to engage in her words and just took her arm to drag her outside again.

“I want Jade to see this!” He said, while Patricia was panicking.

“Floyd, no! Fine, but we’re friends. Not on a date!” Patricia begged helplessly and even though she knew it was pointless, guess she needed to find an impossible black mail material for Jade Leech.

A knock was heard from the front door, and even before she answered it, Patricia Venenum knew who was behind the door.

“I’m coming!” She said, walking to the door before opening it and well,well,well look who it was? None other than the second prince of Sunset Savanna himself.

“You should be more careful and maybe check through the window first for your safety, Pat.” Leona grinned, Patricia just smiled back at him.

“I already know it’s going to be you, so what’s the use?” Patricia said before taking his hand, inviting the young man over before closing and locking the door of the house.

As they walked, Leona couldn’t help but be nostalgic about this house when he looked at the ceiling and the scene around him. This was her grandparents' villa, they had many of their childhood memories here. He remembered the first sleepover he was forced to have here by his family. He got a separate room of course, he was a boy after all. But he remembered sneaking in when he heard a lullaby was being sung by Patricia’s mother and it was beautiful. Leona remembered the little boy who craved for the same affection, which of course he didn’t get but Patricia’s mom was kind enough to escort him back and sing him a lullaby until he fell asleep, which he remembered saying there wasn’t a need for.

After a short walk to the upstairs, they were finally standing in front of the said room. In Patricia's childhood bedroom, the door was swung open by her arms revealing the unchanging room as he remembered it years ago.The same old furniture, the same old bed, the same old ceiling. But not the same little girl he remembered, the little girl had grown up and turned into a woman, his woman. Who knew she would be the one? (Everybody except them).

“So, congratulations on winning, prefect.” Patricia teased him, knowing fully well it was Leona from the first sight at Catch The Tail’s stage today as she sat down on the bed.

“Heh, don’t thank me. Thank the prefect.” Leona smugly replied as he closed the distance between their lips, to steal a kiss for the first time in three days. It was going to be more than a peck but Patricia retracted before it could go any further. Leave them wanting more, isn’t that what people always say? And Patricia did exactly that.

“Calm down Leona, it’s a celebratory sex. You should savor it more, don’t be too hasty. How about a couple glasses of bordeaux? I will get it from my grandparents’ wine cellar.” Patricia was about to leave when Leona stopped her, with one hand swooping her in his arms.

“And what would your grandparents say seeing the granddaughter they are so proud of drinking?” Leona questioned, taunting Patricia.

“I will just say, it’s the prince’s request and who am I if not a faithful citizen of Sunset Savanna to deny the prince’s request?” Patricia replied back daringly, eyes never took off from Leona's.

“Clever, but since you said it. What the prince requests isn’t bordeaux, but Patricia spreading her legs for him right now.” Leona suggestively said as he laid her on Patricia’s childhood bed.

“Really we are going to be sinning in my childhood bedroom? Tainting the memory with us fucking?” Patricia sharply replied but shivers did go down her spine, head to her feet as those emerald eyes stared at her, inviting her to swim in her wildest fantasies about what they were going to do tonight.

“Call it making love, what we have is more than that, isn’t it correct? Soon to be prince’s fiancee? Leona retorted, knowing exactly what button he had to push to tease Patricia.

“Do you really think we are still together long enough for that to happen?” She was joking of course but the tinge of sass and annoyance at the mention of being a royal disappeared instantly when Leona dove in for his fangs to suck on her neck. A loud gasp was heard as chills over a hundred degrees spread around her body.

“Do you think I will ever let you go?” Leona asked the obvious, his buttons were being pushed to but no matter, he was on another mission right now. Claiming the trophy he didn’t get for his team winning the event, the royal chamberlains should have thought better, if they wanted him to teach those lessons just throw in Patricia as the thankful payment, maybe he would consider teaching those useless guardian’s lessons.

“Mmh, where did you drop Vil and the others anyway? I know all of you skipped the parade, I met with Jack, the prefect and that loud cat at the celebration.” Patricia asked between her moans, she was trying her best to resist, not giving Leona the satisfaction just yet. Even if her head was spinning from his touches, it didn’t matter how many times they have done it, the same effect repeatedly happening every time,

“Dropped them at the hotel. It’s a turn off to talk about other people when your boyfriend is sexing you up.” Leona complained as his eyes snapped at Patricia, sending goosebumps all over her body. The look of a predatory beast who was mad, her secret turn on but she would never tell.

Even though it looked like he was annoyed, still his hands were all over her body, slipping under her top, grabbing her boobs while his other hand went inside her skirt, tugging it a little as his fingers found her wet lips, rubbing against them. Patricia’s hand buried on his hair and the other running her fingers along his bicep, something she could never resist.

“On that topic though, where is your family? Hope Farena keeps them long enough at the festival. And how did my girlfriend manage to get out, you figured if there wasn't me it would be no fun, huh?” Leona husked as he kept nibbling her neck while his fingers rubbing her clit non stop, causing trouble for Patricia to answer his question as her mind was clouded.

“No, actually my grandparents after the match ended told me to stay in the villa.” Then a pant before continuing, “To avoid you!” Another moan, “After all they haven’t forgotten how the second prince so inappropriately,” And a huft, “kissed their beloved granddaughter in the middle of the ballroom!” Patricia finally managed to blurt out the reason in full sentences with how needily her lower half grind against Leona’s fingers, trying to seduce him to put it inside her already for some relief. She was the one who denied him first today, but he returned the favour now.

“Lucky me, having the time from afternoon until almost midnight to claim my winning prize.” Leona grunted as his penis was getting harder, then removed his fingers, bringing them up as his other hands held her jaw.

“But I want you to have the taste first of my prize, after all I’m a generous guy.” Leona mocked, as he inserted his fingers wet with her precum inside her mouth for her to taste herself.

“Ew,” Patricia said after he pulled out, taking a mental note to be mad about it when they got back to NRC. If she remembered, because as in this moment Leona already sealed his lips with her in an intense kiss.

“Really? I think it’s delicious.” Leona answered, breaking off the kiss for a second before continuing their kiss. As their bodies grinded against each other desperately, humping to create frictions as his clothed member did to her clothed opening. Calling each other names was the only thing that was heard slipping past their lips in between their kisses, as if it was the only language they could speak.

Breathless that was Patricia in this suffocating kiss and it was Leona who took her breath away as his trophy with his suffocating kiss and how all she could think about was to have his prodding member enter her inside.

“I can’t wait any longer, just claim me as your prize already!” Patricia said as she was about to take his clothes off, a bang of the door being opened was heard and it was her mother mouth agape seeing her daughter in a compromising position with the royal prince he sang a lullaby to.

“Mom, hey-! Why are you back so early? Is grandma and grandpa here?” Patricia panicked, she pushed Leona on top of her immediately.

“Yes, and how could you do this to them! A deep kiss in the royal palace, wasn’t enough for you? And Lord Leona, how could you? The two of you used to play in this very room, not playing with each other's body parts!” It was rare to see Sara mad, she was the most calm and hip mother ever was. But seeing your kid making out was probably too much.

“Sara, is there any problem up there?” Patricia’s grandparents asked.

“No, it’s just that Lord Leona is here and he is going to drive me to the Sunset Villa for my endorsement photoshoots with Patricia now!” Sara shouted and back to glaring at these two hormonal teenagers.

“Isn’t it too early? No offence to your royal highness, but maybe you could go back by yourself!” Grandpa Venenum asked and for the first time Leona ever heard of him using a tone besides stoic in his life and he didn’t know if he should feel scared or not. “No, it’s okay! Just rest you two!” Sara answered again and back to lecturing her daughter and this young man for getting caught while conducting inappropriate behaviours.

“Patricia, fix your clothes and put on some concealer, cover up those if you don’t want your grandpa to die or Lord Leona. And you, your royal highness the second prince of our beloved nation Sunset Savanna, fix yours too and calm yourself down because I can see that boner clearly intended for my daughter.” Sara said horrified while massaging her temple. Patricia immediately gave Leona her extra pillow to cover up his boner and told him to sit somewhere that wasn’t her bed while she put on the concealer.

After waiting five minutes they went down and met with Patricia’s grandparents greeting Leona politely with their mouths but glaring at him, if looks could kill Leona would be dead by now.

The ride was silent, filled with awkward tension, Sara seating on the back while Patricia sat on the passenger’s seat while Leona was driving. Until Sara opened her mouth.

“I have already had the talk with Patricia numerous times, but just to confirm and not in any way insulting the royal family, but your older brother, mother or Kifaji did give you the ‘talk’ before you defiled my daughter, please tell me you have the talk.” Sara rambled. Patricia was clearly embarrassed but Leona had kept it cool on the outside it seemed.

“The royal tutors had numerous times taught me about the reproductive system and my brother tried too but I don’t really think I listened to it much. But if you are talking about me taking care of your daughter, I make sure I will always do that.” Leona answered calmly, disappointing Patricia who wanted him to stutter a bit.

“Thank you, I guess…? But I’m talking about protection because I’m not ready to be a grandma and Patricia, how many times do I lecture you about the horrifying realities of teen pregnancies?” Sara asked, Patricia groaned “Mom!” Leona just smirked quietly.

“So, you’re the one who took my daughter’s virginity then?” And Leona choked on his saliva, braking his car all very suddenly. Thank God, the road was not crowded as the villa was a bit far from the heart of the capital.

“I’m not your grandparents so I understand that virginity isn’t going to make a comeback again, but jeez at least wait until she’s eighteen. And I know there’s something between the two of you since her freshman year, I guessed that much but I thought it was recently that you two are dating, so you guys just started doing ‘this’ around some time now right? About four to five times.” Sara continued her ramble, Leona and Patricia shared a glance they didn’t even count, lost too many counts already.

“Yes to whatever it is, I think you’re right mom.” Patricia answered.

“What do you mean by that?” Inquired by a puzzled Sara.

“Mrs. Venenum please do know that from the start I was trying to make it official with your daughter but she was the one who put it on hold-”

“Shut the fuck up, Leona!” Patricia cut him off as she glared at him to meet his mischievous look. And if Sara got the reference right now, she probably wanted to disappear, right now.

Patricia didn’t want to fall asleep, she didn’t want to forget the reality where the man who soundly asleep beside her with his arms wrapped around her body in tight grasp, her husband, the man she trusted the most in this world, just raped her. She only hoped the morning would come quickly so Leona would leave. “You didn’t sleep a wink, didn't you? Leona asked, eyes half lidded though the grip he had on her was still tight nonetheless. Giving her no room to escape from him, he couldn’t lose her, he wouldn’t give in even to the smallest window that looked impossible. Patricia didn’t answer, Leona clicked his tongue. Seemed like the event last night still painted fresh on her mind. There was no other way right now it seemed so, Leona let her go for a moment. Patricia was about to leave quickly but Leona’s hands were way quicker, he secured her in an instant, carrying her bridal style to the bathroom. “Leona, put me down!” Patricia screamed, but Leona paid no heed to it. Let her scream all she wanted, after all in this place who would save her? Who would dare to deny the king of his own queen?

When they arrived at the big bath the palace had, Leona ripped up her robe in a single motion alongside his. He knew Patricia was exhausted from last night, him using her like a rag doll until she couldn’t properly walk. Patricia just stayed in the warm water their big bath had, more like a pool you could say. Leona joined in behind her, she flinched trying to crawl away, but again Leona was quicker and stronger, trapping her in his arms.

Patricia still felt filthy, even if Leona’s hands drapped her in soap, she still felt filthy even more because of his touch. It felt like she was defiled by a monster and was no longer worthy to be alive, she felt pathetic to agree to marry Leona Kingscholar when her family warned her and even then she knew, royals were dangerous, greedy to the bone yet she still believed him, wanting to shoulder his burden because he did fight for her, a fight that felt so meaningless today.

“I’m sorry… Promise, I won’t do that again. Our statuses might be different now, but we are still the same Leona and Patricia. Right, Pat?” Leona kissed her back, his temple rested on her shoulder. Begging for forgiveness, it was unusual, but Leona knew he had fucked up and he didn’t want to live with Patricia silently hating him every day until the day he died. He loved her, to the point of death, to the point he could screw the entire world just to have her forever and Patricia should know he would and could do that. Leona wanted the same warmth Patricia had for him, the same I love you uttered from her lips every morning. He had tasted it when they first married and he wasn’t sure he could go back from that.

“You raped me Leona, you did the unforgivable thing. Better yet, just kill me now…” Patricia said, crying with a hoarse voice. She was broken, she didn’t want to punish him either but what he did was unforgivable and she didn’t know how someone could go back from that.

“You know I can’t, I need you by my side. Especially when our kid in your belly is going to come nine months from now. We need to be back to ourselves for them, right?” Leona said hugging her, but Patricia was still refusing to turn around.

“What kid? Last night? If we even have them, I don’t want them, I’m sure I can’t love them Leona. It’s the product of your horror doing to me! How can I look at them and give them love when they are a memento of my horror?” Patricia screamed.

“Then tell me, how can I fix this, fix us?” Leona was desperate, he needed to have Patricia willing to forgive him again, no matter how hard the road was, as long as in the end they were still together.

“Divorce me, and we can talk. I only asked you that!” Patricia answered firmly in between her sobs. Oh, so that was how she was going to play this game?

“I can’t if that’s you ask, I'd rather have you carry that baby and have you have another one again, just to keep you here. Because I don’t need you to love them, I only need you to be with me, Patricia.” Leona then turned her around. Forced her into a kiss, which she was struggling to get him off her, yet it was futile as he entered inside her suddenly with no preparation, making her screaming in pain, muffled by his kiss as her tears streamed down hard her eyeballs. Maybe if Patricia was steel resolved in this then Leona had no other choice, let her hate him until they rot away because Patricia was the only thing he couldn’t afford to lose.

If a mother didn't want her baby, it was said the belly wouldn't show at all because the baby could sense their mother didn't want them. Patricia Kingscholar, used to be Venenum, always stated she didn't want any kids. But over her four pregnancies, her tummy would always got so big, flourishing with love they said in a haven bliss for the royal couple.

Though this time, she was in her second trimester, with her fifth kid, and her tummy didn't show any sign of pregnancy. Contrasted with her breast which always got bigger every time she was pregnant, although it could be the kid's own father undoing. After all, he was quite keen on having her every night and day when he had the luxury of spare time beside the endless task of ruling Sunset Savanna.

Like right now, in the comfort of their room, the king and queen's chamber. He was rubbing her breast, trying to initiate something, though she was never in the mood, not any longer ever since he forced her to have this baby. But who was she to refuse? He was the king, she was just his mere queen whose authority was under him, powerless to the sight of the king and not a single person in this palace would help her.

“Leona, I'm pregnant, control your libido.” Patricia sighed, not really in the mood to be bothered or pregnant at all with his kid.

“It's weird don't you think? By this trimester your belly would be a lot bigger and it's flat now, but your breasts are still plumping. Aren't you sore with their size now, let me massage you.” Leona teased her, which would be met with a sass if she was the same Patricia a year and a half ago. But things had changed, a princess consort was something she never wanted though she compromised with it because of him. But a queen? This was something she never signed up for, nor wanted. The betrayal was still fresh in her mind but the will was no longer lit.

“You are always too excited with their grown sizes each time, but you're happy it's only them who got larger this time.” Patricia said, no tinge of sass hinted, still lying on the bed beside him. She was disgusted with every touch he planted on her, she felt like she was the most filthy woman on this planet, again though Leona was the highest authority here, second to none, she couldn't say anything to it.

“Not really, I always love your pregnant belly. There is a sense of pride knowing I mark you as mine and showing the world the product of our love, a lion will always take pride in his lioness carrying their cubs.” Leona kissed her neck and shoulders. Patricia thought she always endured it everyday for the last six months so today wouldn't be any different. But one word, 'love' instilled something inside her she didn't know she still had for him, a will to reject it. She got up from the bed, slapping his hand away, Leona was surprised, he thought she had calmed down though still reluctant with him but he thought they were making progress back to them before.

“Love, what a joke. You raped me into having this baby!” It had been six months since Patricia last had this kind of hysteria. And a burst of tears from her after six months being emotionless. Patricia understood clearly why her tummy didn't show, even if she wasn't those stupid highschool cheerleaders pregnant with their jock boyfriends' kid because of the lack of a condom.

Because she didn't have an ounce of love for this kid, this baby growing inside her maybe felt her hatred for them, she hated them from the moment she found out about them, she was crying, praying to whoever god for something to happen that could take them away. Patricia knew she wouldn't love them, unlike her previous four kids, they were products of her love she once shared with her husband which now turned into hate and disgust. How could you explain to the world your husband raped you into having a baby to keep you trapped in his arm forever?

A king one, at that. And he would keep doing it as long as she hated him, which would be forever. Patricia would just be another baby making factory soon enough, pumping kids out of her vagina which she wouldn't love and not care about to the care of the royal nannies. Poor future kids, their father wouldn't care as he was focusing to grasp back their mother's love and their mother wouldn't care because of her hatred due to the misery of the situation their father put them in.

“Pat, stop it. You know I had no choice, I did that to keep you around, I was trying to keep our marriage together when you were easily asking for divorce just because of our new position!” Leona argued, he was in no mood either to have this argument. Could Patricia just accept that this was their predicament now? He knew he fucked up really bad, but she also gave him no other choice with her ready to leave right away one year and a half ago, of course he had to act fast?

“What marriage? This is no longer a marriage, this is a prisoner situation! You know from the start I am reluctant to be a royal and now a queen? I'm not up to that!” Patricia screamed back.

“You also know I couldn't refuse this position, it's my dream and can you support it? You are my wife, Pat. You don't walk away when things change!” Leona berated her.

'That is why I avoided being with you in highschool because I don't want living in this now worst case scenario reality! I hate my life now Leona and I hate you too, I won't ever love you back so just let me go. Please.' Was unspoken, because she knew he would outrightly refuse it and they would have a long night instead. So she chose to walk away from the drama, from the heated situation before it got worse.

“I'm going to the garden, I want to have fresh air. Alone.” Patricia said, turning her back. Though her feet stopped as her body was being held by Leona who was on the floor, kneeling and hugging his body to stop her from going.

“Relax Leona, I won't do anything harming your kid in my belly anymore. Besides, the guards will follow me everywhere. After those two miscarriages, I get it now, you will keep me pregnant either way.” Patricia went back emotionless. She was just so tired and remembering how nice it would be if she could have that miscarriage accident happen again. The first time it wasn't her fault, it was an accident, and as sinful it was to admit, she felt freedom for a long time. But it was short lived as Leona wasted no time getting her womb to carry another one. Then the second time came around and this time, she was bold enough to hurt herself so she lost the baby and Leona ever since had lost his trust on her to leave unsupervised, especially when they confirmed this pregnancy.

“No is a no, Pat just let us go back to being the old Patricia and Leona again. Fall in love with me again, be happy with me again, because I never stop and I never will. Either you live in the self hatred misery you loathed and made or we can return to the normal us. We have kids together, Pat. You don't want to wreck their lives right? So, please, I miss you, I don't want you to be scared or disgusted with me. You swore to love me for eternity on our wedding day, keep the vow you make, Patricia.”

'And what about me? You already wreck my life.' Was unspoken as a single tear rolled of her eye.

“I beg you Pat and you know me… Please I can't stand us being like this, anymore than you do but you know I can't let you go, you are the love of my life as I am yours. Stop being stubborn.” Leona gritted his teeth, he was desperate and tired.

Did you think he loved living like this when his wife refused to look him in the eyes? And no longer says I love you or adore him, no more kisses and intimacy initiated from her. Leaving him all alone and he tried all the time to keep that intimacy alive, because he couldn't lose her.

Patricia looked back to see the sight of Leona, begging her to not go and she knew it was humiliating for him to be begging like this, he was the king and it was pathetic. She would laugh if her situation wasn't more miserable than him. Instead she just looked sad and her hope once was lit, was gone again. If that was the choice he was offering then she would live with misery every day for the rest of her life.

“Just, let me go, Leona. It's just the garden.” She said that was her choice to be miserable but still Leona refused to let her go, he refused to get that answer. Instead with his strength, he got up and carried her in his arm in one single motion.

“Oh no, you're not going anywhere, Pat. King's command.” He said as he kissed her hard while she didn't kiss him back, but he would make sure she felt the passionate love he had for her again, tonight.

“Leona, I’m only letting you have Patricia this once and bring her back before nine, clean and bathed, not limping. Do you understand?” Vil Schoenheit was disgusted with himself to say it outloud, he wasn’t keen on giving away his best friend for the night to the despicable prince but he also knew if he swung by her room tonight, she would be gone already. So why not set some ground rules?

“Oh and what about the other times that have already happened?” Leona smugly replied, before laughing as he saw Vil bursting with a cuss word he tried to hold back so desperately with the assistance of Rook and Epel beside him.

When the party was over, Leona returned to Savanaclaw and wasted no time after he took the shower and changed, straight to his room for what Patricia had prepared for him tonight. He was getting giddy with excitement, was it a brand new lingerie? Was it her, lying naked on his bed? Or the repeated same old tricks with nothing but stiletto?

And again, his phone dropped for the second time in his history when he opened the door, thinking he was prepared but he wasn’t at all. Leona closed the door immediately as his eyes couldn’t be averted at anything else beside Patricia laying on her bed with nothing but ribbon, covering her private parts and tying her hands, like she was a gift delivered to him.

So, she went classic, yet Leona Kingscholar couldn’t help but say he liked this old surprise thing. Patricia only smiled a sly one, seemed like he was enjoying the view a bit too much to stand on the side of the bed while staring at her with his members getting hard and his tail wagging excitedly behind him.

“Leona, do you like your present? Patricia asked the obvious question as she saw the glint on his eyes.

“A little bit too much, how do you manage to tie yourself anyway? No one saw you like this before me, right?” Leona asked, from fascination to a sudden possessiveness.

“We have magic, I tie myself up with some practical magic as you can see the pen has fallen on the floor.” Patricia answered, Leona averted his gaze to see her pen on the floor for a second before returning back to the smug Patricia.

“Now, untie me Leona.” Patricia offered her hands to the said male who was climbing up on top of her. She was too excited for the night.

“Nope,” Leona replied before ravishing her with a kiss, which startled her, what did he mean by no? Patricia tried to break it off with only her face, and when she did, she asked him a bit enraged.

“What do you mean by nope?!”

“Maybe I want to let my gift rip herself apart slowly,” Leona answered as he positioned himself behind her, placing Patricia on his lap. His fingers trickled down from her covered ribbon nipple, that was clearly hard as Patricia jolted a bit from his touch, to her belly before reaching her abdomen, ghosted over her lip’s opening up and down as Patricia moaned “Leonaaa,” needily to his ears, then he untied the ribbon on her abdomen.

“Starting with this one tear to your hole, Patricia.” Leona whispered as he inserted the tip of his finger to scavenge around her lips,playing with the glands it produced, making Patricia’s whining intensified before inserting his finger one too suddenly earning a yelp from Patricia.

“Birthday is when wishes come true right? And tonight, all I want to do is break Patricia Venenum incoherently so all she could think of is me as she orgasms over and over again.” Leona then kissed her neck as Patricia whined “Noooo,” when his finger rhythmically thrusted in and out inside her.

It started with a finger, then it came two and soon enough it was replaced by his dick pistoning nonstop inside of her. How many times has she come? Patricia couldn’t remember as she was crying for the nth time tonight coming down with a crash. Her mind was broken, her focus was scattered and Leona was enjoying it all too much as he heard his name chanted repeatedly by her lips, alongside incoherent words. Her ribbons already loosened up, though the one in her hands was still pretty tight.

“Aren’t you cute as a present?” Leona teased grabbing her face, even though he knew Patricia wouldn’t have a response to that seeing her fucked out expression. Her leg was up in the air, supported with his hands gripping her thigh as Leona’s dick thrusted inside up, finding the perfect position to reach her deepest place over and over. Patricia was numb with the overwhelming feeling of pleasure yet Leona didn’t stop his thrust there, kept ramming as she was cumming. The tension from the thrust built up while she was not done yet, resulting in her squirting all over him when Leona whispered those words to her.

Number of screams were incoming as orgasms were both from Patricia and Leona, pretty sure everyone in Savanaclaw heard about it though they wouldn’t dare to utter a word. Leona had many things planned to do to wreck Patricia, so forgive him when he flipped the girl with only half a mind right now on top of him. Her body was still shaken from coming as she collapsed on his body, shuddering but Leona wasn’t satisfied yet.

“If you couldn’t ride me, I will manhandle you from below, okay Princess?” He asked, Patricia only responded with a “Huh? Okay…” As she couldn’t even process a sentence but Leona was playing an unfair game here. She wasn’t even finished and he was brutally manhandling her from the get go, nails pressing down on her plump ass cheeks, purple marks were sure to be shown tomorrow when they were down with how tight he was gripping it to lift her ass up and down his shaft. She cried for Leona to stop then harder, like she couldn’t make up her mind, her body kept hitting Leona’s abs as she couldn’t even hold on him for support, her ribbon hands being damaged, slowly undone with the process.

“S-stop, L-leona, ahh!” Patricia cried, her ribbons were measly scattered by now as she found her hands free from the tight ribbon, she grabbed Leona’s arms for support immediately. Nails digging to his arms as she hit another of her peaks again today and Leona wasn’t helping to calm down the stimulation as he was sinking his teeth on her chest area, making marks everywhere to be visible. When they were done for a while, gasping for stability, her face was a mess yet Leona found it more beautiful than before as he took her in a kiss. Of course, that didn’t mean the night was over.

Leona found himself behind Patricia again for tonight, he had cummed numerous times, inside her and she did too, mixing loads of their cums together inside her, a bulge even appeared on her stomach.

“Greedy for my cum, aren’t you?” Leona asked after the sight, kissing her again. He was quite proud of it, stuffing her to the fullest. Leona took a recess, finally slapping his penis away for a second to see their cum oozing out together from Patricia’s vagina and he could see, she was full to the brim.

“Don’t let it spill, Patricia.” Leona whispered to her ear as she was still crying, tears couldn’t stop riveting from her eyes, her body was shuddering, so overstimulated from tonight that her brain couldn’t function.

“Y-yes,” Patricia answered, it was so unlike her but she didn’t even know what slipped past her lips anymore. She even felt another cum was coming with how sensitive she became just from Leona rubbing on her clit lightly.

“We are over for tonight.., right?” Patricia asked, helplessly, finally regaining half of her sanity back. While Leona sill parading his fingers all over her oversensitive clit, making her shivered everytime as her loins coiled up with every touch to a sense what was coming.

“Oh no, we aren’t. Not until I can confirm you can’t walk completely tomorrow or you are rightfully pregnant with a Kingscholar.” That was of course a joke, or was he half serious? Patricia couldn’t process it but as she was just about to throw a little fit, she found Leona Kingscholar had made himself inside again as she carved her walls with his shape and her body underneath him.

And with that another wave was incoming, crashing again with her yelling Leona's name at the top of her lungs. Patricia Venenum would say she was very very regretting the stamina Leona Kingscholar had, because he just hadn’t had his fill yet by that dangerous glint.

The birthday was in full swing, same old pie smushing on the venue, the same set of people with any other student, just another NRC birthday for Leona to attend to, even if it was his own and his face covered in frosting. Though if it was one thing Leona was grateful for, it was Patricia attending his birthday from the moment the venue door was opened, not in any fashionably late manners she had for her other ‘suitors’, his ‘competition’ if only they could be compared to him. Leona clicked his tongue at the thought. But it was no matter, as Patricia was already here, stealing him away from the crowd to give him a peck.

“Happy birthday to you, birthday boy.” Patricia went in without hesitation, her left cheek smeared with the pie’s cream from Leona’s face.

“I guess, but really Patricia, only a peck?” Leona clearly wanted more, but it wasn’t his nature to say it outloud. Patricia only smirked before diving in again to give him a spectacular kiss. Only to be stopped with Leona, dragging her by the hand to the centre of the venue, where the birthday boy should have been standing as the main focus for everyone else today.

“Okay, what’s going on?” Patricia asked, a handful of people did see them kiss in the background just a second ago? But here? The centre of the room? It was like begging to be seen and Patricia didn’t want that.

“I want you to kiss me right here, right now. Consider this a birthday gift since you didn’t bring me one.” Leona said, urging Patricia which was clearly reluctant, out of the corner of her eye she could see Silver talking with Malleus and Lilia alongside Sebek. While for Cater, it would be better if he didn’t see it. But Patricia didn’t care much, because the guy understood the nature of their relationship all too well, something that wouldn’t evolve.

“I kissed you just fine a moment ago, that’s a birthday gift.” Patricia sassed back, sure she might not ever loved Silver but he was something too good to pass up especially when she knew something shouldn’t ever really happen between her and Leona.

“But you kissed that Leech just fine.” Leona countered her back and a look of surprise appeared on Patricia’s face, she thought she had concealed it just fine.

“How do you know…?” Patricia asked very quietly in a hushed tone, because it was an embarrassment to be caught kissing with Floyd Leech by her terms if anyone shall ever find out about it, she would move to another school, far, far away.

“You can’t lie to me,” Leona answered, it was a simple statement yet it remained true. Leona knew her too well, growing up together since childhood he picked up every little habit she had and so did she to him.

“You can’t lie to me too, you’re saying this so you can relinquish some power over ‘them’ because you’re jealous and making a bold claim to your mark on me.” And what Patricia said was true, even if Leona was reluctant to admit it. It wasn’t like he was trying that hard to hide whatever was going on between them, certainly not friends. But he was just not bothered enough to stage a thing so everybody all at once would know, except when this party already had been thrown for him. Wasn’t it a good opportunity? “No, I’m just stating you’re mine. I want to ask you to stop running around but it’s too much for a birthday gift, isn’t it?” Leona sarcastically asked and a smirk appeared on Patricia’s face.

“Well, because it’s your birthday I will let myself fall to your schemes. Happy birthday, Leona.” Patricia said, as she wrapped herself in her arms before letting her face inched closer to his, ready for a kiss. Silver be damned, if he wanted to he could see it. Patricia was cursing herself for her weakness and that was Leona Kingscholar’s existence, because deep down she knew she couldn’t really say no to him.

“I got to kiss Patricia Venenum in front of a crowd. What a surprise.” Leona said back with a smirk, but he already predicted this outcome. Leona knew, he was her favourite after all. He might be older, but he was the one she kept running back to. Because Leona Kingscholar had a faith that Patricia Venenum would come back to him once the thrill expired. In the end, she would always come back to him.

Contrary to his actions, Leona Kingscholard had that big of a faith for Patricia Venenum. Because he and Patricia? They were simply just meant to be as the sweet kiss they shared that made Vil lose his composure for a second on the side. He wasn’t a big lover of fate, but there were things simply meant to be, like his brother with the crown sadly and him with Patricia. The proof was on how perfect they lips synced as they pressed throughout this kiss or how her hands draped on his arms exquisitely.

Yet even knowing that, Leona Kingscholar couldn’t be more than restless. Because Leona hated to share, he didn’t want to be the favourite one, he wanted to be the one. He was impatient, couldn’t wait any much longer because why should he? And lastly, Patricia wasn’t a big believer of fate, she would try to destroy it only to come back to him and honestly, Leona was getting tired of watching the same movie over and over again. He needed to claim her, it was his birth right especially on his birthday like this to make everyone know not daring approaching what was his, he couldn’t help the beastly territorial instinct he had as a lion, the king of the jungle.

Sadly, everything must come to an end as well as their kiss. Patricia broke it off smiling satisfied, the same expression Leona had. She was a bit worried about Silver, but that was for a few days from now on. Leona was reluctant to let her go, opting to run away with her now if he got the chance to escape to his room. But as Leona knew her, Patricia also knew him.

“Stay, I need time for your real present.” She whispered to his ear so no one could hear her as they stared at them.

“And what is my real present?” Leona had a guess and he knew it was the right answer.

“Me.” Patricia replied, smiling all smugly before skipping her steps to exit the venue. And Leona Kingscholar’s guess was right, but still the shudder from excitement was beyond immense as he heard it coming out of her lips.

He couldn’t wait for all of this to be over and unwrapped his present in his dorm room, tonight.

“Where are you?”

The voice of the girl on the phone whined when he picked it up, a rare occasion for her to whine and call him ever so suddenly like this.

“I’m on my way back, why do you ask?”

It was an unexpected call, but Leona found himself grinning at the predicament. A call from Patricia Venenum was always a welcome surprise for him after all, a sense of her needing him would always be appreciated.

“Are you alone? There’s no Ruggie behind you isn’t it?” Patricia asked, back to her normal voice. Leona's ever so sensitive ears could hear her voice down his hallway dorm. Is she inside his room? Oh, this was getting exciting.

“Nope, why do you ask again?” Leona asked, standing in front of his dorm room.

His smirk was getting wider, his heart started to pound. What his sly vixen had prepared for him? Though just her presence would be alright, not that he would complain.

“Because…” Leona could hear it, her voice from inside his room. She prolonged her sentence, knowing Leona was outside, waiting for him to open the door. Then a creak was heard of a door knob turning, it was Patricia’s turn to have her smirk getting wider.

“I have a surprise for you.” She said, her voice teasing him.

Leona stood behind the now closed door, seeing her head popping out from a big wheeled chair he was sure wasn’t part of his furniture set here in the room.

“Ta da, do you like your surprise?” Then Patricia turned around, her hand on the phone placed on her ear.

Now facing Leona, who could only gawk. His phone fell to the floor in an instant. He could feel heat coming up to his face, which was rare. But to get a surprise like this was never in his expectation indeed, there was Patricia sitting there legs crossed, in all her glory without even a sheet to cover her body on, letting him to see all parts of her body bare full front view for him with only her high heels on. And the best part was? It was only for him, his view only.

Patricia only smirked seeing Leona’s reaction, she caught his guard off. Of course, he closed his mouth when he realised it was wide agape for a second. But his eyes on the other hand couldn’t help-but to keep his stares on her, approaching her quickly, not even bothering to pick up his phone on the floor.

“I take that you are loving this, Prince Kingscholar. Isn’t my brand new stiletto a shock to you, it’s unusual for me to buy this type right?”

Patricia asked, hanging up their call. She tauntingly smiled at him, teasing him as if he would focus on her new pair of shoes when she greeted him naked in his own room.

“You know damn well this isn’t about your stiletto, Patricia.” Leona growled, his member was getting an erection down there just from this view. His hands caged both sides of her chair, trapping her in.

“But it is to me, Leona. Is it not pretty?”

Patricia asked, dangling her stiletto. Their eyes met in a heated gaze. Leona brows knitted together, so she still insisted on playing this don’t know game huh? Fine, if she wanted it that way then let her be. His hands moved from both sides of the chair to grope her mounds which had been one of the most intense objects of his stares this afternoon. He kneaded them, letting Patricia get a soft mewl from her lips.

“Getting bold there, aren’t you Kingscholar?”

Patricia teasingly asked, then in a sudden, Leona’s thumb and his other finger trapped her nipples in and pulled it hard. An “Ah!” Shout of pain filled up the room until he let it go, he smirked seeing the glossy glass like water covering her eyes, while Patricia was wincing in pain, her nipple felt like it was going to detach from her breast.

“That hurts Leona-Ah!”

Her protest was cutted off when Leona in one swift moment swooped her in his arms. Making her clutch on his neck, he could feel her naked body pressed together on the fabric of his clothes. This was bad, Leona didn’t know how much patient he had left anymore.

Leona then threw her on his bed harshly, he didn’t really want to be rough with her but she always found new ways to test his patience. Leona then unbuckled his clothes quickly, discarding it to the floor as Patricia laid there, watching him and enjoying the sight of the freeing of his hard erection leaking of pre cum, to think he would be this excited over a sight of a naked woman? Maybe she should be careful, who knows if it could be anyone and not just her?

That was crazy talk she knew that. Patricia knew she may not be the prettiest woman in the world but she was certainly the only one that could turn that lion in a heat with a look or a big kitten begging for her affection. How shrewd.

“Oh, naked in a record time, Kingscholar. Now, why don’t you take off these shoes?” Patricia taunted him, placing her stilettos to touch his bulge.

She was playing the dangerous game and Leona Kingscholar didn’t know if he was more pissed off at himself for falling into her little tricks when he knew better, no one could outsmart him. Or if he was more turned on by this situation, he could feel his erection getting bigger. Shit, he thought as he smirked, everybody was really a fool when they fell in love huh? Didn’t mean he would stand by and take those taunts standing there. Oh, he would make sure she had it coming.

“The stilettos stay on,” Leona said as he joined her in bed, climbing on top of her.

“Oh, that’s an interesting theory- Whoah!” Patricia was startled.

As in a matter of seconds Leona flipped her over, switching their position. Patricia on top of him, while he was laying down all smugly with a pillow beneath his head. He didn’t let her have the chance to be smug.

“Surprised aren’t you? Now ride me, you need to clean up the mess you made Pat, it’s time you learn about that.” Leona said smugly as he gazed at the sight on top of him, quite exquisite he would say.

“Well, the bad news is I don’t think I’m really interested in that.” Patricia countered him, not really wanting to back down.

“Really? Because from down here I could see your pussy is glistening. Getting excited aren’t we? And let’s be fair, when I initiated I always finished it and sometimes even yours, step up a bit or are you just a spoiled little princess who couldn’t do anything on her own?” It was Leona’s turn to taunt her. He knew all the right buttons to push her, even if she was stubborn he had his own way to persuade her.

“I’m actually quite fine laying down here and letting you do all the work, but maybe you forgot that I can make you a mess too, Kingscholar.” Patricia smirked, she was about to take off her heels when Leona’s quick hand motion stopped it,

“The heels stayed on.” Leona shocked his head, a shocked face appeared on Patricia’s face. Unbelievable!

“Do you think riding you, especially with that spiked dick is a walk in the park?” Patricia complained.

“Hey you tell me, you’re the one teasing me with that stiletto. If you can’t do the time, don’t do the crime.” Leona retorted back, he was right but Patricia was never one to be down without a comeback.

“Fine by me, but the day after tomorrow we are going to go to Mostro Lounge and have dinner, you are going to pay and say yes to everything I told you to eat. Also we are going to the city Saturday and you won't utter a word of complaining. Got it?!” That was quite a tall order, and Leona knew this deal if completed was going to be quite a hassle, but here Leona was his mind was quite cloudy in terms of judgement towards this girl and to add, the temptation already exceeded the ceiling of his room. Not to mention, to seal the deal, Patricia dropped down letting her bare opening to touch his shaft tip, yet barely there, to be inside her you have to seal the deal.

“Fine… Enough with the chit chat, ride me you bratty princess.” Leona growled, his lips might have sounded annoyed but his eyes were clouded with lust with eyes fixated on Patricia's downward lips movement.

Patricia only placed a smirk before her lips let out a moan the moment her vagina inserted his tip inside. The sound was heaven to Leona's ears, to see her moaning so wantonly because of the stretch his penis made to her walls. Not to mention his spikes, sucking her in even further. She struggled quite a bit, no matter how many times he had entered inside. Once he was fully inside, a long moan erupted from her lips as a groan from Leona. Seeing her ride him wasn't a view he got to see often, so this was a treat to see her vagina in full display clamping on his dick.

Patricia then began to ride him, her hips working up and down numerous times, rocking her hips against him who just laid there doing nothing, watching her work. This was the perfect situation actually for him, this was a dream come true for Leona Kingscholar to do barely nothing yet getting this much pleasure from Patricia.

Leona couldn't help but to say Patricia was perfect. He could almost say all her selfish deeds before, making him work his ass off, maybe almost worth it. Could you blame him? His eyes were clouded by Patricia's erotic movement, not to add it was only reserved to him, he was the only spectator. He would make sure of that even in the future too. No one should be able to see this sight of heaven beside him.

His eyes were so clouded with lust as he saw her riding him, Leona Kingscholar was so drunk out of his mind for Patricia Venenum. How did she manage to do it? Bewitching him to the point he couldn’t because anything else vanished when she was in his peripheral vision, especially tonight, watching her face, every expression to the tiniest detail like scrunching her nose or her half lidded eyelids, as she pleasure herself with his flesh going up and down on it.

Leona Kingscholar concluded maybe it was magic she had to put a hold on him or how else could he be this mesmerised and this hard, probably? He was going to combust at any second but his pride wouldn’t let it just yet, not until she was slobbery riding him while crying, out of pace and a mess. He was going to have fun, torturing her this way, say it a payback for all the other times.

As she placed his hands on his shoulder for support, Patricia could only grumble, wishing to wipe away that smug eating grin from Leona’s face. And he, on the other hand, tremendously enjoyed watching her breasts bouncing up and down, dangerously dangling in front of his face. Who couldn’t resist not to grab them? Leona Kingscholar was on a mission to wreck Patricia Venenum today without doing any heavy lifting. So he did it, with a twist, pinch and a long pull, on the same nipple he did it earlier, making Patricia lose her balance to crash on top of him with an angry filled lust shout of “Leona!” freshly manicured nails digging into his skin, while his face buried perfectly on her breast as he hugged the back of her face to support, wasn’t this heaven?

That pinch, unexpectedly, was the one to send jolts for Patricia’s body to quiver in pleasure, as her high came crashing down, creaming all over Leona’s cock while Leona himself enjoying the squishiness of her boobs and the motion sent friction over to his dick. It was time, Leona knew. As his hands grabbed her hips, ready to finally be a sort of assistance to her. Patricia whined with half of her mind and flushing face, too tired to be angry.

“Leona, I’m tired and riding in this heel is killing me!” Patricia pouted, collapsing on his body.

“Fine, I will do the work from here.” Leona clicked his tongue, he of course had to predict this from faraway. His princess was kind of a selfish spoiled girl after all, he made her that way.

“No, I want to lay down. Let’s just do the thing when I passed out after many rounds when you’re in heat and you still kept going.” Patricia straightened her upper body, she was ready to lift her ass up, leaving him standing out cold and Leona couldn’t have that, he gripped her cheeks roughly, forcing her to sit down on him again after she was halfway out.

“You, brat.” Leona chuckled, fine, he might not have his way tonight but he would make sure Patricia would regret it for being irresponsible and reckless like this. He spoiled her too much, didn’t he? After starting the fire don’t you think you should put it out? But, unlike her, he would take care of her and made sure he saw this business through the finish line. So, he flipped her over and in a matter of seconds she was back to be under him again with her legs hoisting over his waist and her heels pressed on his skin.

“I like this view much better.” Patricia mocked him as her back rested on the sheets.

“I won’t be too sure, you will say that at the end of the night, Pat.” Leona grinned as he brought her lips in a ravenous kiss while his hips began pistoning in a brutal manner, with his kiss silencing her surprise and moaning as she was forced to keep up with his rough ways. Leona knew Patricia loved him being like this, roughing her up when she knew he wouldn’t do that unless she pushed him far enough, he might not look like it but he had a pretty high self control, not when it came to her though. He was being generous here, giving her wants because she deserved it, she earned it even if she didn’t finish her job properly.

Leona knew this wasn’t the way he intended for this evening to go, but he couldn’t say he didn’t love every minute of it with each twist and turn. He loved it when Patricia called him unexpected like this, it was always full of surprises that he loved, well he loved everything about her even down to the tiniest little annoying trait she had.

And Leona knew, with every second her heels digging on his skin as he thrusted inside and out of her, Patricia Venenum was loving how she orchestrated him into her plan with her arms slinging on his neck, drunken out of her mind with pleasure as he stuck his tongue down her throat as so did she. The bed moved with every creak and dips because of Leona and Patricia’s sinful deeds. Leona smirked as Patricia let out an “Mmh!” as he pulled her hair, their tongues engaging yet in another tango and with a hard thrust, he came spurting her insides with warmth.

Leona grunted, his mind going blank on pleasure as he bit her lips. The impact sent jolts of nerves enough for Patricia’s body to go to the edge, as she came again, seconds after him, their cum pooling inside her as she deepened their kiss. Even then the sounds they made, probably could be listened to by the whole dorm of Savanaclaw even when suppressed. A moment after their highs ended, they broke off their kiss, catching for air.

“I love you.” Patricia said, going for a peck as she usually did by the end of their night. But not today.

“I love you too, but you are wrong. Because this is far from tonight’s end, Princess.” Leona chuckled darkly as Patricia gulped down. What she had just done? While Leona was going to make sure as he dived for her neck, licking it to the nervous Patricia that she got his message really across, she totally earned it and he would make sure, she understood.

“Happy birthday,” Leona said eagerly, his teeth fastly sinking in Patricia's neck, letting a moan slipped out her lips.

“Ah, you said anything I wished for today. Yet, it seems like I'm the one granting your wishes.” Patricia said in between her moans, but it wasn't like she was against this.

“You haven't made your request yet, so I made the decision to make this your best birhday ever.” Leona declared. And so much for the declaration that he was going to make it come true, he was so sure of it.

Before long moans were slipping in and out, screams and grunts full of pleasure. So much for focusing on her pleasure, Leona didn't even take her bra and panties off completely, the little details be damnes, he wanted Patricia to came as much as fast as she could for today intil her mind went blank, broken out of pleasure.

Leona was roughing her up, bringing her soon to the brim of ecstacy. As Leona was on the process, suddenly Patricia put her hands in his chest. Stopping Leona for the moment.

“I think, I know what my request is.” Patricia said, grabbing the lipstick from the bedside table. Leona was curious what was she going to do with it?

“Whatever it is, do it and I shall oblige for today only, my dear princess.” Leona teased her. Patricia smiled with the same sly energy.

“I'm sure you quite like it, after all it had been your wish that I'm going to make come true, Kingscholar.” Oh? One of Leona's eyebrow went up. What was it? Then Patricia got up with a smirk, lipstick in her hands. Oh, whatever it was he couldn't take it back since he made a promise to her. But instead of his lips, the lipstick touched his chest skin. Scribbling down something he figured out, was it her name?

“There, so no one claims you ever, if somehow there is someone who wants to. Patricia's only, Leona Kingscholar is forever Patricia's property.” And there it was PATRICIA written on his skin with a fuschia tint. Oh, this was interesting. Leona couldn't help but let out a beastly satisfied smirk.

“I might mistake this is my birthday instead, Patricia.” Leona husked dangerously. With how adorable she was today, he couldn't help but want to wreck her so bad. Leona swallowed down a big chunk of saliva.

“Oh and it's not only that.” Patricia said, giving her lipstick to Leona's hand as she laid back down.

“Make me yours like you always want to, Kingscholar. Lay your mark on me, Kingscholar.” Patricia said and how it fuled Leona Kingscholar's desire, she would make sure she didn't forget this day soon.

“I am going to do that tonight, but thank you for giving another way, my princess.” The best sex of her life just yet, Leona swore as he went down, writing his name on her valley of breast. When he was done with it, the lipstick found it way back on bedside.

And Leona thrusted into her deeply, hitting her gspot over and over again, his hands kept wanderimg to his name craven on her chest. Patricia was his, only his and he found an immense sense of pride knowing she was his as he was hers. Oh, Patricia when tommorow comes, Leona was not so sure he could ever let her roam freely again.

Then as this time he was the one who stopped. While Patricia was screaming his name at the top of her lungs “Leona!” as she came, cum pouring coating his dick.

As he saw his cock inside of her hand, with his names getting blurry because the touch of her fingers and the sweat, Leona smirked. What a pleasant view from up here, the best view ever existed in this world.

“Satisfied, Leona?” Patricia taunted him with half of mind going crazy while shuddering as she was in the midst of orgasm, knowing fully well he did as his tail touched her head which she grabbed, yanking it lightly as her safe line as well to hear a hiss from his lips.

“Plenty,” Leona said before ravishing her in a ravenous kiss.

“Good job today, Yanqing.” The woman with jade streaks coloured hair praised the blonde young boy while patting his head. He had just visited her terrace, bringing some bonsai to her chamber.

“Thank you Lady Wenli!” Yanqing said before running off elsewhere to complete the remainder of his training from the general on the Luofu.

“See? You can care for a kid, even love them. Admit it, you have a soft spot for Yanqing.” The sliding doors were suddenly opened again and this time, the general of Luofu for over centuries now appeared. Resting his figure on the wall while crossing his arm.

“I do, why shouldn’t I admit it? Yanqing is a nice kid.” Wenli replied, not bothering to look up at the man and just continued to trim her old bonsai. The two of them were already like the blonde child's parent figure, to the outside world they would make a perfect family, only if they could see it though.

“If you can treat Yanqing that nicely, imagine if it’s our own flesh and blood.” Jingyuan said, his arms circling around her waist from behind. Wenli put aside her bonsai immediately, she felt Jingyuan beginning to pepper her neck with kisses and she let him be. She knew he was in the mood, the talk of children always made him like this, but she wasn’t, though to resist would be futile, she was his prisoner for over a thousand years after all.

“I won’t Jingyuan, because it’s your kid.” They had these talks for over a thousand times now, same old topic, same old answer, yet Jingyuan never gave up, did he? The rejection didn’t stop him down anymore, he had been used to it.

“Yet, Yanqing is like my son and you treat him so well since the first time you met him, Wenli.” Jingyuan smiled, putting his face on her shoulder to gaze at the woman he had been calling his wife for more over than a century now.

“Because he doesn’t share your blood, Jingyuan.” Or my blood either, was the thought that was left unsaid. This was always the part where the silver haired general on Luofu would freeze, he seemed couldn’t accept reality. But let’s be real here, what kind of prisoner would want to carry his kidnapper child?

Even if from the start Wenli let him do whatever he pleased since the day he took her freedom away, because she knew she was the bird in the golden cage, she couldn’t escape. So, she let him make love to her, kiss her, marry her, playing pretend as a family with her, and he was fine with indifferent responses after all. Wenli drew the line at carrying his child, because she knew after that there would be no going back

“Wenli, can you just grant me this one wish-” Jingyuan gritted his teeth, it was so out of place to hear the ever calm general would react this way.

“I already granted you plenty. I couldn’t even go outside for how many years now? More than a century would be accurate.” Wenli sassed back though her face stayed the same, she let him do anything he wanted, didn’t mean he wouldn’t be fought by her sharper than knives word and sometimes, some slaps and hits here and there, he deserved it if you ask her.

“That’s for your own good-” Jingyuan argued, which were cut off by Wenli.

“Because without you I would make a bad decision, like marrying the man who I had forgotten the name of.” Jingyuan’s face immediately darkened, both of them remember exactly the chronology to this tragic entrapment. Although no matter how many times she tried to process it, she would never quite understand why Jingyuan did this besides mere obsession.

She was once not a trapped woman for a thousand years in this palace, she had friends too and a personality, after all she was quite a brilliant strategist for Xianzhou’s knight. Wenli knew Jingyuan since their younger days and they had been in the lines of unclear from the start, she thought it was what he wanted. Even though she was falling for him, fast but you know the drill, unrequited love was and still a pain in the ass. So she moved on, best not to dwell further with anything like it.

Then came the time she resigned from her position, got an arranged marriage which was appropriate for the time to a handsome wealthy man. Wenli wanted the lush and comfort of life, it was a cushy one and though it wasn’t for love, she was okay with that. She could lay back and enjoy the rest of her life, until Jingyuan snatched it of course.

If you think rationally, staying with Jingyuan also gave her the comfort life she had been yearning for so why would she run away? It would be foolish, he was the remarkable one, she was just something they would miss. Or at least that was what Wenli tried to convince herself, to keep herself sane because she knew if she gave in to how depressing it was, she would lose her sanity. It wasn't like anyone would help her, they would not question Jingyuan at all, exactly why they never questioned further the reason Wenli always stayed in his chamber. Xianzhou's loyalty lied in him, not her after all, she was just a piece to sacrifice to keep their general happy.

“Wenli, we agree to not talk about that.”

Suddenly a slap was planted on Jingyuan's right cheek, and like usual he didn't react at all, just like it was some normal occurrences. It wasn't like Wenli never snapped one or two times, in her situation she was bound to one day. And Wenli did it that one time, slapping Jingyuan after because maybe she couldn't cope anymore with this helpless reality. When she realised what she did, with tears in her eyes she was ready to scramble for forgiveness but Jingyuan just hugged her with a comforting smile. So she thought it would be okay and she did it, again and again, if she ever felt like she was about to snap and Jingyuan let her get away with it every single time. At least she didn't escape him, it was enough. The two of them, they were so strange both miserable yet one never letting go of this bond and the other? Just get pulled with it.

“How many miscarriages do I need to have until you get it through your thick skull that I don't want, and never going to bear your child? And how many times do we have to do this until my uterus don't break from all the miscarriages?”

Gee, Jingyuan wondered about that too. Both of them went silent, having flashbacks of the experiences they had. Wenli falling down the stairs with blood coming out, sipping a forbidden cup of tea until the baby was gone and she kept getting creative with it while Jingyuan was left with the bitter taste of devastation.

Jingyuan remembered everything so clearly and it killed a little part of him with every little hope he had that Wenli killed. He was anticipating it enthusiastically no matter how dreadful he was with her action she kept repeating.

The first time he heard he was going to be a father, Jingyuan was beyond ecstatic, pampering his lover everyday with love and care, they were having a domestic bliss according to him. Until an accident happened, a very painful one. But that was okay right? He would get another chance, they could keep trying, so he did but Wenli ripped him apart a new one each time. He wanted it so badly, as an assurance she would never leave him. Maybe, Wenli would love him back willingly and they would be perfect. Because blood was one bond that couldn't be erased.

That was how the experience went down according to Jingyuan, but to Wenli? She fell to the bottom pit of despair, that was the day she slapped Jingyuan for the very first time. No wonder he smiled even if she did that. This just killed the last glimmer of hope that she hallucinated when she let her mind wander of what could have been. Then fate cruelly let her have this seed of hatred to grow inside of her belly, and Wenli didn't want it because she knew she couldn't love it, it wasn't the product of love, it would make no sense if she could grow to love him. Wenly shuddered when Jingyuan rubbed her belly, telling her his hopes and dreams for their unborn kid and she wished something would take it away right at that moment.

Then something happened, and suddenly she wasn't pregnant anymore. Relieved, it was what she felt when she knew she wasn't going to be the mother of his children anymore. A contrast to the devastation Jingyuan felt. Yet she forgot, Jingyuan had the power to try and try again with her and she couldn't say no to him or she could but he would force her not roughly on the outside but still, it wasn't right. So she just did what was accidental from the first time to be something she planned the moment she found out.

But the pain was hell every time she did it, she almost died each time and now he wanted her to get through it again? A sudden burst of emotion let her almost slapping again before he stopped her midway, pinning her to the wall, body on the ground.

“Then don't do it, let us be a family. Stop being stubborn Wenli, you know it would get us nowhere.” Jingyuan said, tired of the same experience over and over again, she just needed to comply with him one time and there was a chance this would be all over!

“No, Jingyuan.” Wenli retorted back, eyes looking back at him fiercely, she was never scared of him. And he looked at her back with pitiful eyes to himself, was this the response that would await him, was his dream would never come true?

Falling for her was a mistake, why did love have to be this painful? Jingyuan never understood why and he was the wisest general Luofu ever had. He thought he made it clear since the start, they were making love to one another, he slipped i love you past his lips for her, just due to obligations they had to be apart. Jingyuan was a rational man and he knew all his actions up until now to her weren't normal ones, but love never makes sense, does it not?

Jingyuan realised his younger days were spent like a fool, because he used to think actions spoke more than words. Yet clearly Wenli didn't think so, she was confused and wandered away to some other guy. Jingyuan almost lost her and he would make sure, he would never again. So he did the unthinkable, looking back it was kind of hasty. Wenli was so ready and Jingyuan convinced himself, what he did was the right thing when she kept her all to himself for all these years, preventing him from making the same mistake twice. That was the reason he decided it would be better to be preventative, than making a mistake then fixing it.

Though Wenli broke his trust with every pregnancy even if he was more careful every time, she always found a way. Jingyuan decided, it was time to take preventative steps, there was a chance Wenli would loathe him even more or would shut his affectionate actions completely for a month. Until the child comes along, people say the bond between a mother and a child isn't a breakable one and Jingyuan would like to see that, to see a genuine love returning in Wenli's eyes to him.

“Yes, Wenli. As a matter of fact, you will give birth to our child this time and the rundown for the plan is you will no longer allowed to explore our house, you will be confined in our bedroom, guards on the bedroom reporting 24/7 and your meals will be delivered to the room with food approved by myself. Wonderful, isn't it Wenli?”

Jingyuan smiled as he finally backed her to the corner, he was taking no chance anymore, he wanted to be successful this time, he was a general of course the thirst to win was still there. The colour of Wenli's face immediately changed to a pale one, she was speechless for the first time in a thousand year, her life was over, her tiny little freedom was taken away by it too for sure now, forever.