When the Villains Unite

“Crazy…! Ew!”

Then, my foot caught on the chair and my body tilted backward. There was a dull thud as my ass hit the floor and the book fell out of my arms. It was only a matter of time before the door burst open.

“Rose!”

Bellamy didn’t hesitate as he opened the door to find me sprawled on the floor. I panicked and tried to stand up, but my legs gave out and I hit the floor again.

“Hold still, I’ll help you up.”

“No! No! Don’t come close!”

I shook my head.

He looked at me, confused, then slipped his hands around my waist and under my knees. The next moment, he placed me in the chair, inspecting my body to make sure I wasn’t hurt. Then, he noticed the golden glow that lit up the dark room.

“Oh, Belle…”

“This is….”

As his gaze lingered on the flowing abomination, I closed my eyes and began to utter any excuse possible.

“Um… I think Damian was playing a little prank… I’ve never seen this before….. I wonder what it is…. Hahaha….”

“….”

The stark silence made me drop my head.

After a few seconds, his gaze was on the book at his feet. With a passive expression on his face, he picked it up and studied the contents.

“Have you been reading books? I’m interested in traveling, too…”

“….”

He tried to fill the awkward air, but the contents made him speechless once more.

I’m always amazed at how many other languages Bellamy knew as well. However, I really resented his high level of scholarship right now.

He laid the book on the table and stared at me with an unreadable expression. It’s as if he doesn’t like me…

“Oh, brother. Can you put that down and we can talk?”

Removing the glowing p*nis from its glass case, Bellamy leaned on the ledge of the desk and stared.

Damian’s golden aura made Bellamy’s face look even more holy, but the object in his hand was far from divine.

“… Did you do that by yourself, looking at a book like that?”

“No! The book was… for studying… but….”

I hesitated as Bellamy interrogated me. I looked up at him to try to convey my innocence.

He softly sighed, then pushed himself off the desk and lifted me from the chair. He shuffled us over to the bed, laying me on it and taking a seat next to me.

“Study…. This?”

“No! Not that kind of studying!”

I’ve been trying to study the official languages of other empires!

As far as Bellamy is concerned, I already learned about the seductive arts. What would be the point of me relearning it by looking at someone’s diary?!

Of course, I couldn’t say this to him, but it was so unfair.

I don’t know if it’s because my explanation wasn’t satisfactory or if it was something else, but Bellamy turned frosty. I realized things had taken a strange turn when his lips curled into a cold smile.

“Why are you giving me that look…”

“I should have realized that you’re greedier than I thought.”

“What do you mean?… Let me explain… Wait, Belle!”

Bellamy snatched the hem of my dress around my ankles with a strong hand. I fumbled to pull it back down, but my efforts easily lost to his strength,

I squirmed as I felt the thick object pressed against my thin underwear. Bellamy simply held me down and moved the fake p*nis, pressing it firmly against my slit.

“I already knew that… but you are naughtier than I thought.”

“Hah… what are you going to do… ugh.”

He kissed me. His hot tongue, rougher and stickier than usual, flicked across my teeth, sending tingles through my body. I groaned, my body relaxing as he ravaged my mouth. He had fully pushed my back against the plush bed.

As I tried to push him when I needed to catch my breath, Bellamy would occasionally give me room to breathe. Every time he did so, though, he would come back harder, as if he intended to swallow all of my saliva.

“Hah….”

He slowly lowered his lips to kiss the delicate flesh. He lingered at the nape of my neck, sucking and licking it over and over again. It felt so out of character for Bellamy to leave marks where my dress wouldn’t be able to cover them.

Before I could pay any attention to it, he tore off the dress that covered my body.

“Big brother, slow down a bit… Ugh….!”

Bellamy immediately lowered his head with no intention to stop. My underwear, which had become rags after my dress, was tossed aside. He brought his lips to my exposed br*asts underneath them.

I could feel myself growing damp as he swallowed and sucked on my areolas and n*pples. Bellamy’s hands were on both of my br*asts, squeezing them. Damian’s fake p*nis was still hovering close to my pussy.

“Hmmm…. It feels weird down there… take it out… Ha!”

He answered my words with a relentless teasing of my br*asts. Every inch of my body was on fire under his hot hands. I felt frustrated that he didn’t touch my damp private part, even as he caressed them here and there. Unable to resist, I stroked his navy blue hair as he left a hickey on my stomach.

Through disheveled bangs, Bellamy lifted his head and looked into my eyes. His red lips, glistening against his white skin, caught my attention.

“Mmmmm….!”

I gasped and sucked in a breath as he bit my stomach while I was distracted by his lips. When he made eye contact with me again, he licked the area a few more times before dropping his gaze. His hand finally made its way to my pussy, dripping with lustful juices. I felt a pang of pleasure, spread my legs wide, lewdly begging him to f*ck me.

“Mmmmm… Quickly…”

“Ha….”

Bellamy laughed at my blind pursuit of pleasure.

How he saw me didn’t matter now; I couldn’t wait for him to torment me. I didn’t care if it was with his hand or the fake p*nis.

Seeing my longing stare, he parted my damp slit and stroked it. His fingers were soaked with sticky liquid as he moved along it.

“You’re already this wet?”

“… Yeah, wait… that’s too fast! Ah!”

He quickly ran his hand along my wet pussy. The sloshing sound of my juices rubbing against his hand filled the silent room. His quick strokes were the focus of all the nerves in my body. I felt like I was going to climax at any moment.

My hips jerked a few times as the climax came and my legs buckled. As if he wasn’t done yet, though, Bellamy spread my legs once more and moved his hand. He didn’t let up until after another round of orgasms.

“Hah…..”

I winced as my legs were still spread wide. My c*nt, gurgling with juices, twitched as if it wanted more stimulation. Bellamy had already pulled away. Instead of caressing me, he grabbed a handkerchief and wiped his hand clean.

“Big brother….?”

“Do it yourself from now on.”

What? He’s telling me to m*sturbate in front of him?

As I looked up at him, Bellamy stroked my smooth signs with a blank face. My sensitive body reacted to the slightest touch, and he placed Damian’s fake p*nis in my hand.

“Hmph… I can’t…”

“You want me to f*ck you?”

Nodding instead of answering, I ran my hand down the front of Bellamy’s shirt as he continued to stroke my thighs. I stroked his manhood under his pants, making eye contact with his navy blue ones. He was still and unperturbed, a stark contrast to his swollen c*ck.

Bellamy pulled my hand away and then overlapped his with the hand that held the fake d*ck. He then brought it against my c*nt. He slowly slid the p*nis into my v*gina, my brow furrowing at the furrow sensation. A ragged moan escaped my mouth.

My v*gina was wet enough that it didn’t need to be loosened up more, but since it was Damian’s size, I could feel it stretch me even with just the tip. My v*gina twitched as I tried to get used to the size, tears forming in my eyes.

“Ahhhhhh…!”

I breathed as the d*ldo was pushed all the way, filling me to the brim, then Bellamy pulled it all the way out. Sparks flew as I felt my inner walls being brushed, and my legs trembled at the onslaught of stimulation.

“Ah! Hahh!”

“It’s nice to know that I can’t do things on my own since you try to play with yourself.”

“Hmph… ugh… big brother….”

“Now, review your lessons, Rose. Since I’ve been so kind to teach you, I hope you’ll get into the habit of solving your own problems.”

He withdrew his hand from mine and coldly looked at me. Although his demeanor has been cold since he discovered the p*rnography, I still haven’t gotten used to it.

Kofi