To pluck the Dragon's whiskers (Heavy R18)

"Want me to come in?" His question appeared by the time her soul plummeted to the ground. After being suspended on the zenith for a long time, she was weak and only her bated breaths responded to him. Glistening dew formed from the intense activity flowed down her body hastily.

Arianne didn't have any more strength to move her limbs after the release. She became a fish on his chopping board. Eager and willing to undergo his manipulation.

Her face reflected in his eyes belong to someone who's pacified, but there was also a faint longing to seek more thrill and pleasure. Dante knew what she's after, and he'll deliver more than what she needed.

His silver eyes obscured with unsatisfied desire. Dante, for the first time in his life, had served someone, but it was not bad, on the contrary, he wished the night would last longer until his appetite was satiated.