Obsession: Albedo’s Desire

Darkness loomed beyond the campfire's glow, eyes adjusted to the light seeing only dew-glistened leaves faintly shimmering.

"Wah!" Lupusregina exclaimed.

"…" The man sighed.

A soft impact hit his back, something warm and pliant wrapping around him.

"Boo, no reaction? You should've jumped!" Lupusregina teased.

"Loud voices might alert Yuri," he replied.

Lupusregina, supposedly in E-Rantel, had emerged from the shadowy woods. While he spoke with Yuri by the fire, she beckoned him. Telling Yuri he was retiring, he followed Lupusregina into the forest. Her question hadn't bothered him; he wasn't sensitive enough to care about distant memories.

"Why come now? We'll be in E-Rantel tomorrow," he asked.

"Isn't it obvious?" she grinned.

She pulled him away from the fire, opposite the carriage, to a large tree where branches blocked daylight, creating a dim, open space with sparse undergrowth.

"Remember what we did before Shalltear took you?" she asked.

"I do, but can't it wait until E-Rantel?" he replied.

Comforted by her after Albedo's rejection, he was nearly dragged to bed when Shalltear intervened.

"E-Rantel has So-chan and Nabe. So-chan's hysterical—she'll swallow you whole!" Lupusregina warned.

"Oh," he muttered, realizing his plan to read library books was doomed.

"So, before that… I couldn't wait to continue," she purred, her face close in the dim light.

Her arms looped around his neck, lips parted, tongue extended, waiting. Their tongues met, lips joined, entwining passionately. She sucked eagerly, their saliva mixing, swallowed with a gulp. Her golden eyes, sharp in the dark, spotted Yuri peeking from the shadows.

(Heh, Yuri-nee's watching us kiss! So naughty!) Lupusregina thought, having chosen this spot knowing Yuri would follow. She'd learned from Shalltear, who allowed spying, that being watched heightened excitement. Too shy for bright light, she used the dark to balance visibility and thrill. Yuri, a dullahan with dark vision and enchanted glasses, saw everything clearly.

(What!? Lupu, what are you doing!? Their tongues… ugh!) Yuri thought, stunned.

After the kiss, Lupusregina clung to his chest, stripping his cloak and jacket, tossing them onto branches, and unbuttoning his shirt. She nuzzled his bare chest, inhaling deeply.

"Your scent… no Yuri-nee smell?" she asked.

"Nothing happened to transfer her scent," he said.

"Didn't want to grab her chest?" she teased.

"I'm not that lustful," he replied.

"Sure, after what you did to me," she giggled.

He didn't admit he'd helped her through her heat. "You're just too charming," he said.

"Ehe, you're a fine man too!" she chirped, clinging tighter.

He held her close, her warmth comforting in the chilly forest, her sweet scent rising. "You smell good, Lupu. Warm, with your heartbeat so clear."

"Ran here to see you fast," she said.

"Hence the sweaty scent," he noted.

"Eek!" she squeaked.

Her hat was off, wolf ears exposed. He nuzzled them. "A bit sweaty, steamy inside," he teased.

"Don't say that!" she pouted.

Her maid dress's slit allowed his hand to slide in, caressing her large, sweaty backside. He noticed, "No underwear?"

"Gonna take 'em off anyway, right? I'll rush back after… lots of sex," she admitted.

"You wanted it that bad?" he asked.

"…Yeah. Your cock's amazing, feels so good, just thinking about it…" She leaned against his chest.

"Thinking about it does what?" he pressed.

"Makes my pussy wet," she whispered, embarrassed, heart racing—not from running, but from confessing her desire, especially with Yuri possibly listening.

"Already wet?" he asked.

"Yeah," she murmured.

She felt liquid trickle down her thigh, her body craving him, heating further.

His hand moved from her backside to her front, lifting her thigh instead of touching her directly.

"Keep your leg up," he said.

"But…" She glanced at Yuri's hiding spot.

"You can do it, Lupu. Cold?" he asked.

"Not at all," she replied.

Her left leg was raised, facing Yuri's direction, exposing herself. Too embarrassed to be fully seen, she trusted the darkness hid her, lifting her leg high in an I-shaped balance, her trained werewolf body steady. Her skirt failed to cover her exposed sex.

"So embarrassing! Don't sniff there!" she squealed.

"Keep your leg up," he insisted.

His lips grazed her thigh, moving to its base. In the dark, close-up, her recently deflowered sex was wet with anticipation, parted wide. His lips sealed it, tongue probing inside.

"I feel your tongue… so gentle… ah! Don't touch my clit like that!" she gasped. "Please, my breasts too…"

Licked before, she wasn't shy, but standing was hard. Both hands occupied, she couldn't muffle her moans, aware of Yuri nearby. Wanting gentler stimulation, she was shocked by a sharp sensation as he bit her sensitive clit, pain melting into pleasure.

"My pussy… my breasts!" she cried, overwhelmed.

Her standing leg was held, her inner walls licked, fingers sliding inside—two, by their thickness—rubbing her sensitive spots. Her mind blanked momentarily.

"Your pussy's loving this. Want more?" he teased.

"Yeah, but… so embarrassing," she whimpered.

"Embarrassed, yet so wet. Hear it?" he asked.

"I hear it… my pussy's making those sounds," she admitted.

Her trained body clamped his fingers tightly, smoother than Shalltear's. Targeting her sensitive spots, her fluids increased, the "squish" more a "squelch." His tongue on her clit tickled her pubic hair, thick with her scent from running and arousal.

He plucked a single hair with his teeth, pulling gently.

"Don't pull my hair! It hurt a bit!" she protested.

Transferring it to her mouth, he kissed her, pushing saliva and her fluids in. She swallowed, glaring, then softened. His fingers remained inside.

"Can't stand anymore," she gasped.

"Whoa," he caught her as she clung to him.

His hand slid through her slit, teasing another entrance, slick with her fluids. Pressure grew.

"Not there… that's my…" she stammered.

He pushed inside, the heat overwhelming her. "Both at once feels amazing," he said.

His face, wicked yet captivating, enthralled her. The finger deepened, passing the tightest point. She recalled their last time—her stamina enduring endless pleasure, begging for more, drenched in fluids. Now, something greater loomed.

"No! Your cock needs to feel good too!" she cried.

She gripped his bulge through his pants, pulling down her dress to reveal her breasts. "Not as big as So-chan or Yuri-nee, but mine are big too. Rub them!" she urged.

Despite her plea, his fingers stayed, deepening. "Lift your leg," he whispered.

She wrapped her left thigh around his waist, avoiding deeper penetration elsewhere. His fingers moved gently, her sex sounding wetly in the quiet forest.

"My breasts… my nipples are hard for you," she begged, pinching one, moaning sweetly.

"I want your cock in my pussy," she pleaded, gripping him directly. It was hot, hard, irresistible.

Both holes thrilled her, fear giving way to joy. Her womb ached, craving him. Yuri's presence faded from her mind.

Her teary eyes were adorable. He'd planned to tease both holes longer, but her expression weakened his restraint. Shalltear loved it; Lupusregina seemed capable too.

He withdrew his fingers, positioning her against the tree, hips out, skirt lifted, legs parted. He pressed himself against her, her wetness soaking him instantly.

"Greedy Lupu. What do you want where?" he asked.

"Your thick, hard, hot cock in my pussy! I'm so wet for it—don't tease, please!" she cried loudly.

Fully prepared, her sex welcomed him, clinging tightly. He thrust deeply, unconcerned about stains—his Nazerick-made clothes cleaned easily.

"It's in! I wanted this so bad!" she moaned, her body accepting his rough thrusts, her womb pressed with joy.

Her tight, hot sex, still firm from inexperience, promised to become exceptional. Her walls moved, drawing him deeper as she panted like a dog.

He spanked her large, shadowy backside, the sound crisp. Focusing on his pleasure, he skipped teasing her other entrance.

(Your cock's amazing! Feels like it's in my core! I came twice from licking, three from fingers… last time, way more before you entered. Where's it reaching now?) she thought.

"My pussy's cumming again! Your cock's unreal, reaching my core! Only you can go this deep!" she screamed, urging him to ravage her more.

He leaned in, grabbing her bouncing breasts—large, firm, unique. Her nipples, erect, begged for attention. He wanted to bury his face in them but settled for pinching, reaching her clit instead. Her walls shifted, fluids soaking them both.

"Kiss me!" she pleaded, twisting for his lips.

Her golden eyes drowned in desire. Kissing paused his thrusts, her tightness gripping him. Their saliva threaded, snapping as he thrust hard, pressing against her womb, releasing inside.

She felt him pulse deep within. "So much in my pussy!" she gasped, not spilling a drop, kissing him fiercely.

Yuri saw everything. Her dark vision and enchanted glasses worked too well. She forgot to breathe—not fatal for a dullahan—and blink, her eyes drying. Closing them, she rubbed them, only to see round two begin.

Lupusregina, now facing him, leg raised, moved rhythmically, clearly from his thrusts.

The night was still young.