The Wolf ended the battle.

(The whole chapter is lewd, except the ending.)

Leonardo roared, Cecilia laughed.

Neither moved, Leonardo couldn't take his eyes off of her despite the anger from losing to her.

She stood tall, wearing only her black thong. His eyes looked through every centimeter of her body with pure desire in the eyes. All of her, her thick tighs, the fit muscular abdomen, her plentiful bottom, the pink nipples and bright eyes mocking him.

While he explored her with the eyes, she gazed down his face with one corner of her mouth raised. "You three, Cassie, Claudia and you, Leonardo. You three were the isolated kids on the block, I always tried to understand why and solve it, I managed to improve a little with Claudia, she was serious and closed off even as a pre-teen, and with Cassie, who had always been the people-pleasing kind, but you... I could only imagine yours; maybe a trauma? I didn't know, but then I noticed something... which I only confirmed today."

Cecilia chuckled and crouched. Her open legs were right above Leonardo's face, the black thong with an obvious wet spot was just a few centimeters away from his nose and mouth.

"You always been more subtle than normal men, but you looked the most when I turned my back. I also saw some of your drawings on your notebook..., But I just treated it as a teen thing… How would I know…" She laughed, slid her index finger to the side of her thong and pulled it very slowly to the side, showing just a little.

Leonardo's burning gaze was like that of a madman, his heartbeat accelerated but he couldn't move, nor raise his head to shorten that few centimeters of distance.

Cecilia laughed out loud and spoke softly "How would I know that my little neighbor was just that much of a pervert to be ashamed of his own thoughts."

She pulled a little more, her sparse, light blonde pubes showed from the sides. "But too bad… You didn't last enough for this sister." She put her thong back in place and got up, leaving a malicious grin to Leonardo as she jumped off the sofa and finished the beer can on the table.

The invigorated feeling of pleasure was covered by a sense of loss. Leonardo's face went blank.

[ Don't panic, you fool.]

Leonardo turned his eyes to the corner of the room. The geisha had a mocking smile on her purple lips.

[Manipulation and sensuality have always been a woman's main and most polished artifact. Hell, you became so dazed with loss that you hadn't even noticed… Look at her! And learn to never be blinded by lust again!]

Still breathing roughly, Leonardo absentmindedly observed Cecilia who had drank all the beer and was pressing the cold can on her neck with closed eyes.

Leonardo was surprised at first and as he observed, his breathing calmed down. As Cecilia tried to control her breathing his eyes squinted, and as she tried to not move her legs Leonardo laughed at his earlier plight.

[She wants it as much as you do. But she's five years older and engaged to top it off, you were her little neighbor. By instinct, she's testing you. Her attitude can be translated into the question; Can you handle it? If she cools down before you can answer with the right attitude, then it'll truly be over.]

Leonardo laughed loudly, grabbing Cecilia's attention.

'Thank you, Azumi.'

[No need, I'm most pleased if the master can share his pleasures with me...Will master allow?]

Leonardo got up from the sofa, knowing what Azumi wanted, he answered; 'I allow it' he then saw the purple lips spread into a mesmerizing smile.

But Cecilia, instead, wasn't smiling. She put a serious front while feeling anxious inside. 'Maybe I crossed the line? Was it too much for him? Will we at least remain friends?'

She thought he was irritated, she thought he would laugh then stop trying and walk away.

But he walked beside her and pulled on her waist, though she was stronger, she let him.

He gazed deep in her eyes. Cecilia let go of the beer can and held both his shoulders and stared right back.

Their forehead locked in each other. Cecilia felt butterflies on her stomach.

He kissed her one more time, a slow wet kiss, a passionate kiss.

When they stopped and let a line of saliva stretch from one mouth to another something long, thick and hot as lava pressed against her belly.

Her shining eyes glared at him with desire. Leonardo just smiled and let go of her.

Now she was the one at a loss as he walked to the tv and connected his cellphone's Bluetooth with it.

While she was confused, Leonardo pulled her by the hand and held her in front of himself.

She saw a youtube video with an anime girl on a purple background on the tv (Kean dysso- do it now) were written in the title.

He held the sides of her hip and nested his face beside her ear. "Have you ever danced funk?"

Feeling it behind her, and how gentle his hands were holding her waist, Cecilia relaxed, she raised her hand and caressed with her finger through his hair. "I never did, it's a vulgar dance, our Brazil should be ashamed."

The beat of the video started slowly, Leonardo swayed her waist from side to side with rhythm.

"It's vulgar, slutty even, but there are no judging eyes on these four walls." He reminded her.

Following his lead she covered his hands that were gently holding her waist...she thought about it, and remembered how in every barbecue she would see teens and all kinds of women put their hands on their knees and swing their ass up and down, sometimes softly others violently, but it was always slutty, always erotical. And she was always sitting in the corner.. Looking…

She kissed his cheek and squeezed his fingers "I never did it before, you won't laugh?"

"I promise." He whispered.

She heard her heart beating again, nervous, she leaned forward and held her knees.

The beat came and she twerked it up and down, she was clumsy at first but slowly got used to it, After a few more dozen seconds she started imitating the women she had watched before.

A minute later her mind was free, she wasn't thinking anymore and just doing it.

Leonardo's waist and arms followed her without constraining her mood or limiting her movements.

She danced, moving her hips up and down and in every other sensual way. Drunkness had no effect on her moves, she owned that living room.

But when the music was over and she opened her eyes, she saw Leonardo sitting on the sofa looking at her the same exact way the men from those parties and barbecues stared at the women.

He was eating her whole, with his eyes alone.

She chukled, walked like a model towards him, then like a stripper, she sat on his lap and spoke on his ear. "Any more ideas?

Her hot breath and hazy red eyes told a story to Leonardo, an erotic one where they spend the night awake.

This time with calm, he tripped her from his lap, and she fell with her back on the sofa with a yelp, he pried open her legs while she giggled away.

She let him close, his fingers went underneath the thong and with mana and a minor spell, he made a small cut on the sides

He shoved his nose in, savored it with closed eyes then bit lightly at the wet spot and pulled his head away with strength, she only felt a light tug on her waist and saw him with the thong hanging on his teeth. then felt her crotch gushing.

"look at this wet mess.." He chided but didn't give her time to retort. Cecilia felt a tongue slap her pink button once, like a whip, her eyes rolled and she ate the words on her mouth.

Leonardo chose to indulge in lust for at least a minute, the smell was nothing impressive, neither was the taste, there was no novelty, only a strong raw and sour taste… But Leonardo was not disappointed; His blood rushed, and he felt like a sommelier, "...I loves this!..how can I not!?"

His eyes turned blood red if he was just a pervert before now it became the root of his being, like a crack addict he couldn't imagine himself without this taste in his tongue.

His hands tightened around her firm tighs and he ate the fruit like a starved dog.

Cecilia was drooling from the side of her mouth, it's been five minutes and she came twice already. But he wouldn't stop.

She tried pulling his hair amidst her pleasure, but he didn't even budge.

When she was at the point of no return for the third time, he stopped and came up, covering her body with his own. His lips were drenched and shining with her own juices.

His blood-shot eyes told her this was the most important time, the point of no return in their relationship.

She caressed his sides and nodded while biting her bottom lip

He hugged and pulled her upper body up to adjust her waist to the position. Her legs were in the air. She felt his heart beating on her own chest and the head of the snake bumping on her soaked entrance.

[Do it, make her ours!] Azumi was on her own climax.

Cecilia heard his deep low growl, she closed her eyes and tighned her hands on him, sinking his nails deep on his back.

In a second there was a pound, she opened her eyes wide, feeling the thick and long heat within her, but it didn't hurt. For the first time ever she was so wet, that she only felt pleasure when it entered.

She relaxed in a daze, but that was a mistake. As he pounded again and the speed increased, she didn't know if it was his hand down there or his mouth upon her neck but the last bout came with the tenth pounding. Something made her stiff, her muscles contracted, she felt her soul entering nirvana and started floating amongst the clouds, only to be violently brought back by continuous waves of pleasures, it seemed unending.

When she finally came back to reality, his bloodshot eyes stared at her.

"No- L-Let me rest!"

But he didn't. Leonardo tasted all of her when she was too tired he stopped pounding and explored with his mouth, and began anew right after. That night there was nothing on her body he didn't know the taste of, there was not a centimeter without his caress. And there was nothing he didn't love doing.

***

Three in the morning,

He stared down at her, somewhere along the line they entered the neighbor's main bedroom and messed up the bed, the sheets were dirtied with sweat and her squirting, even the carpet got wet.

'To think I could tire a D rank authority holder to this level of exhaustion...'

Her legs were spread, she was drooling with strewn arms and messy hair. For the last hour, she was like a doll on his hands, she only moaned while he did all the work.

[You only lasted due to the high-quality mana, but now that you stopped spending it, the impact will come, sit down and meditate, you don't have time!]

"Impact?" That was all he could think of, an overwhelming sense of warmth and power assaulted him.

Leonardo sat cross-legged and tried to tame it, he felt his muscles tearing itself apart and mending back together with the mana.

It was too much, he felt like imploding, blood came out of his eyes, mouth, and ears. A savage smile emerged in his lips, it didn't matter how he saw it if he cultivated this mana into his body, mad authority holders like the one from his incident wouldn't be able to touch him.