Drunk on Desire
The next day was an official holiday at the Feast.
Luciel spent the entire day lounging in her bed, wearing nothing but comfortable silk lingerie, still basking in the warm, lingering afterglow of her passionate night with Sia.
The sunlight streaming through the window was warm and lazy, and she was on the verge of drifting off to sleep, savoring a rare moment of peace.
"Hehe, Sia was so cute yesterday... Who knew such a tiny body could hold so much passion? I ended up losing myself... Ah, what on earth am I thinking?!"
Luciel muttered to herself, hugging her pillow tight as she giggled.
Just then, a loud, violent pounding threatened to break her door down, and Bruka burst into the room with a bottle of alcohol in one hand. Her face was already flushed bright red from drinking.
"Hey, Luciel! You little bitch, I hear you've been riding high lately! Wasn't Lahara enough for you? I heard you gobbled up Sia yesterday too! Look at you, playing the big-shot playboy of the Feast! Well, how about letting me in on the fun, huh?!"
Bruka slammed the bottle onto the table, shouting at Luciel as if demanding an explanation. Her voice was a chaotic mix of jealousy, resentment, and heavy intoxication.
"What are you even talking about, Bruka? What happened with Lahara was just because I lost a bet, and with Sia, it was unavoidable because of that perverted dwarf client! And a playboy? Don't talk nonsense!"
Luciel retorted, her expression a mix of disbelief and exasperation.
"Hah! Excuses! So why can't I have a turn, then? Is my body any worse than Lahara's? Am I less charming than Sia? I want to sleep with you too, damn it! Luciel! Do me right now! Otherwise, I'm going to tear this room apart! You want a taste of my liquor, you little bitch?"
Without warning, Bruka whipped off her worn leather vest and flung it aside, lunging straight at Luciel.
Her short but incredibly solid, voluptuous figure was laid completely bare. While her breasts weren't quite as massive as Lahara's, they were firm, perky, and round, and her waist was surprisingly slender for a dwarf.
"Wait! Bruka! How much did you drink?! I'm getting drunk just from the smell of your breath! Calm down! Get off me! You drunken dwarf!"
Luciel tried to push her away in a panic, but the strength of the thoroughly wasted dwarf was far greater than she anticipated.
Bruka pinned Luciel down onto the bed, mounting her and planting a rough, sloppy kiss on her lips.
The pungent stench of strong alcohol and Bruka's hot, heavy breaths washed over Luciel's face.
Slurp... Mmph... Gulp... Wet squelch...
"Mmph...! Bruka...! Wait...! I can't breathe...! Your spit tastes like straight liquor!"
"Hehe, is my spit really that tasty? Then let me give you some more! Smooch!"
Luciel's mind spun under Bruka's aggressive, relentless onslaught.
Bruka's rough hands slipped inside Luciel's lingerie, immediately finding and stimulating her highly sensitive clitoris.
The sudden, intense stimulation forced an involuntary gasp from Luciel's throat, her body arching off the mattress.
"Ahhn...! Bruka...! Not there...! Ah...! Your hands are too... rough...!"
"Rough is better, isn't it? Your pussy seems to love my hands anyway. Look how wet you are already, you little slut."
But Bruka didn't stop. Her touch lacked Sia's gentle tenderness and Lahara's burning heat, but it possessed a raw, dwarven strength—clumsy yet filled with an undeniable, genuine desire for Luciel.
Swept up in Bruka's aggressive caresses, Luciel felt her own body heating up against her will.
This... this damn dwarf...! She really is unstoppable...! But... this rough sensation... I don't hate it... Maybe... I can find a completely different kind of pleasure here, unlike what I felt with Sia or Lahara... No, Luciel! Pull yourself together!!
Luciel's womb tattoo began to burn white-hot once more.
This passionate encounter with Bruka was dragging Luciel into yet another uncharted territory of ecstasy.
Bruka devoured Luciel's lips hungrily. Her tongue invaded Luciel's mouth like a bulldozer, leaving her completely breathless.
"Mmph...! Nnh...! Bruka...! Slow down...! There's too... too much spit...!"
"No way, you wench! I'm making you mine today! I'm going to leave my mark in every single one of your holes! Keke! I'm going to melt those sweet lips of yours completely!"
Bruka's hands roughly grabbed and kneaded Luciel's breasts. Her grip was incredibly strong, yet instead of pain, a thrilling wave of pleasure rippled through Luciel's entire body.
Slap! Slap! Squeeze... Squeeze...
"Ahhn...! Bruka...! Too... hard...! But... it feels so good...! It feels like my breasts are going to burst in your hands...! Ahh...!"
Luciel's nipples had already swollen hard under Bruka's rough handling. Grinning with satisfaction, Bruka took one of the turgid peaks into her mouth and began to suckle aggressively.
Slurp... Suck... Lick... Lick...
"Ah...! Bruka...! Sucking like that...! Ahhn...! It hurts...! But... more...!"
Luciel's back arched like a bow, her body already appearing completely conquered by Bruka's fierce, relentless stimulation.
Though there was no observer like Sandir present, the heat radiating from the two women was more than enough to fill the entire room.
Luciel wrapped her arms around Bruka's head, burying her face even deeper into her chest. Emboldened by Luciel's response, Bruka grew even wilder, exploring every inch of her body.
Her tongue trailed down Luciel's neck, collarbones, and all the way to her navel, eliciting sharp, ecstatic whimpers with every stroke.
"Bruka...! Your tongue...! It feels like it's crawling all over me...! Ahhn...! Stop...! No, don't stop...! More... lick me more...! Cover me in your spit...!"
Bruka kissed her way down Luciel's lower abdomen, slowly descending toward her pussy. Anticipating what was coming next, Luciel held her breath.
"I'm dying to taste your secret little spot with my tongue! Just imagining how sweet your honey is gets me so hard!"
The moment Bruka's hot tongue swiped across Luciel's clitoris, a jolt of pure electricity shot through her spine, making her shudder violently.
Lick... Slurp... Suck... Gulp...
"Ahhhhh...! Bruka...! There...! Your tongue... it feels like it's melting my pussy...! Ahhn...! No...! At this rate... I'm going to cum...!"
Luciel's body bucked as she hit her first climax. A hot spray of juices drenched Bruka's face, but the dwarf didn't care, only devouring her wet folds even more ravenously.
Squirt...! Squirt...! Squirt...!
Before the aftershocks of the first climax could even fade, Bruka flashed a satisfied grin and dove right back between Luciel's thighs.
She draped Luciel's legs over her shoulders and, without a moment's hesitation, began to feast on her dripping slit with her hot, wet tongue.
Bruka's tongue felt rougher and more intense than anyone else's before. It was as if a ball of pure fire was invading her core.
Squish... Squelch... Slurp...
"Kyaaaah...! Bruka...! Your tongue...! It's too... hot...! It hurts...! But...! This feeling...! My pussy... by your tongue... ahhn...!"
As Luciel screamed, Bruka began to work her tongue with ferocious speed.
The bed creaked violently as if it might break, and the wet, heavy slaps of their flesh colliding echoed throughout the room.
Slap! Slap! Squish! Lick... Suck...
"Haa...! Luciel...! Your pussy...! It's so... delicious...! It's going to melt my tongue...! Your cunt is driving me crazy! Your honey is too sweet, I can't stop!"
With a ragged gasp, Bruka thrust her tongue into Luciel's deepest depths.
Luciel writhed in sheer ecstasy, her hips rolling in rhythm with Bruka's relentless tongue.
Her womb tattoo flared a brilliant crimson, amplifying the pleasure to unbearable heights with every fierce stroke.
Luciel's thighs squeezed Bruka's shoulders tightly, her nails digging into the dwarf's wild hair.
"Bruka...! More...! Harder...! Ruin me with that rough tongue of yours...! Pierce my womb with your tongue...! Ahhh...! My pussy is covered in your spit...! It feels so good...!"
Luciel's desperate pleas only fueled Bruka's excitement, and she pinned her down even harder.
Their bodies became slick with sweat, and the air in the room grew thick and suffocatingly hot.
When Bruka's fingers began to rub her clitoris with rough friction, Luciel shuddered as another violent orgasm ripped through her.
Squirt...! Squirt...! Squelch...
"Ahhhhh...! I came again...! Bruka...!"
Bruka flipped Luciel over onto her stomach, admiring her luscious backside. Luciel's buttocks were already flushed red from Bruka's rough handling.
"Luciel... your ass... is so tempting... It looks like a ripe peach... I want to take a big bite out of it."
Bruka grabbed both cheeks with her strong hands and squeezed them hard.
Slap! Slap! Thud! Smack...
"Ah...! Bruka...! Stop touching my ass...! It's embarrassing...!"
"What's there to be embarrassed about?! It's beautiful! Hey, can I taste this little asshole of yours with my tongue?"
Without waiting for an answer, Bruka pressed her hot tongue directly against Luciel's puckered rear entrance.
Having experienced this before with Reigen, Luciel didn't panic, but Bruka's tongue felt far firmer and rougher than Reigen's.
It felt as if a hot iron rod was boring into her backside.
Lick... Slurp... Suck... Gulp...
"Ahhh...! Bruka...! There...! It's too... deep...! My ass... it tickles...! Don't stop...! Ruin my ass with that hard tongue of yours...! Go deeper inside me...! Drench my asshole with your spit...!"
At Luciel's desperate begging, Bruka worked her tongue even more vigorously.
Lick... Slurp... Slurp... Slurp...
"Khehe...! Luciel...! Your ass looked so delicious, I couldn't resist...! Feels good having my tongue stretch your tight little hole, doesn't it? I'll open you up even more...! Seeing this gorgeous ass swallow my tongue is driving me insane! You taste amazing!"
Bruka pried Luciel's plump cheeks wider with both hands, burying her tongue as deep as it could go.
Overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, Luciel felt like she was going to black out from the sensation of her rear being completely filled by Bruka's tongue.
As if her body had already been completely tamed by Bruka's aggressive pace, she swayed her hips seductively to match her movements. Her face buried in the mattress, Luciel could only let out incoherent moans.
"Hahn...! Nnh...! Bruka...! It's too...! It's too good...! I'm going to cum from my ass again...! Ahhh...! Please... put your fingers in too...! Take more of my asshole!"
Bruka smirked with satisfaction at her pleas and slid her fingers into Luciel's rear. Her fingers were already dripping wet, slick with Luciel's juices and her own saliva.
Slide... Squish... Squirm...
Luciel's tight rear clamped down hard around Bruka's fingers, welcoming the heat. Bruka pumped her fingers inside, stimulating Luciel's inner walls and making her writhe in unbearable ecstasy.
"Ahhhhh...! Bruka...! Your fingers...! They're so... thick...! My ass is completely full...! Deeper... go deeper...! Ah...! I came...! Again...!"
Squirt...! Squirt...! Twitch... Twitch...
Luciel panted heavily, looking up at Bruka through the lingering haze of her climax.
The face of the dwarf woman who had just driven her to the edge was painted with a satisfied grin, yet her eyes still burned with unquenched desire.
Suddenly, Luciel was seized by a powerful impulse. She couldn't let it end like this. She wanted to see the absolute end of this wicked pleasure.
"Bruka... we're not... we're not done yet... I need to feel all of you."
Luciel whispered, catching her breath. Her eyes were hazy with pleasure, yet they burned with a fresh, intense craving for Bruka.
Luciel pulled Bruka close, tangling their legs together. The contact of their hot, slick skin sent a sharp, electric shiver straight through her spine.
Their thighs, glistening with sweat and juices, wrapped around each other, bringing their most sensitive parts flush against one another.
Slide...! Squish...! Sticky...
Bruka seemed briefly taken aback by Luciel's sudden boldness and provocative gaze, but she quickly flashed a mischievous grin and wrapped her arms tightly around Luciel's waist.
Luciel's thighs slid deep between Bruka's solid inner thighs.
"Oho... you cheeky little wildcat... Did I not satisfy you enough? Or are you trying to devour me now? Fine, let's go all the way! Show me exactly how badly that pretty little cunt of yours wants to rub against mine! Pour all of your hot honey all over my pussy!"
Their hot, swollen mounds finally pressed hard against each other.
Luciel's highly sensitive, engorged clitoris and Bruka's firm clitoris rubbed together, creating a dizzying friction. At first, they moved slowly, testing the sensation of each other's flesh, but their hips soon fell into a frantic, desperate rhythm.
Friction...! Wet slap...! Squish!
"Haahhn...! Bruka...! Your pussy... is so... hot...! It's so firm! Every time we rub together... it feels like everything inside me is melting...! Ah...! I'm going crazy!"
Luciel's waist trembled as she pressed herself even harder against Bruka, her nails scratching down the dwarf's back.
"Kuh...! Luciel, you're the one setting my pussy on fire! The way you move your hips... you're a total temptress! I want to grind your cunt to pieces against mine! The feeling of your soft skin scraping against my rough hair... I can't take it!"
Bruka panted heavily, thrusting her hips back in perfect sync with Luciel's movements. Their bodies glistened with sweat, and the room was filled with the wet slaps of colliding flesh and breathless moans. The bedsheets grew thoroughly soaked.
Squish...! Squish...! Gasp...! Squeeze...!
Luciel wrapped her arms around Bruka's neck, breathing hotly into her ear. Her lips nibbled and bit gently at Bruka's earlobe.
"Harder... grind me harder...! Bruka...! Crush my cunt with yours...! Ah...! It tickles...! Every time your hair brushes against my pussy... goosebumps break out all over my body...! Your scent... is making my head spin!"
"You're the one who needs to push deeper into me! I want to feel your hot cunt with my whole body! I want to lick you! Every single part of you! Slurp... I'm dying to know what your honey tastes like!"
Bruka growled, sucking fiercely on Luciel's neck. Her teeth left a bright red mark on Luciel's shoulder.
Slap! Slap!
The sound of their thighs slamming together was frantic. Their hips collided with heavy, wet thuds.
Luciel's womb tattoo flared crimson once more, sending waves of amplified pleasure through her core.
Surrendering herself entirely to Bruka's wild, unbridled movements, she was swept away by a level of ecstasy she had never experienced before.
Their mingled fluids made a squelching sound. The air in the room was so stiflingly hot that it was difficult to breathe.
"Ahhhhh...! Bruka...! I... I think I'm going to cum again...! Just rubbing our cunts together... like this...! Nnh...! It feels too good...! I'm losing my mind! Every single move you make is driving me over the edge!"
Luciel's body spasmed as she reached the precipice of another climax. Her vision began to white out.
Bruka pulled Luciel even tighter against her, grinding her hips with the last of her strength. Her ragged breaths rasped against Luciel's ear.
"Let's go, Luciel...! Together...! Let's melt our cunts into one! Let's dissolve into each other! Aaahhh!"
Squirt...! Gush... Squelch... Squirt!
Their hot juices erupted simultaneously, drenching their bodies. Luciel's spine arched violently under the sheer force of the shared orgasm.
Before the intense afterglow of their tribbing could even fade, the two women collapsed against each other, their sweat-slicked, juice-covered bodies clinging together as they panted heavily.
The room was thick with heavy heat and the raw, musky scent of their arousal.
Luciel's pale skin was flushed a deep crimson from the exertion, while beads of sweat rolled like jewels down Bruka's healthy, sun-bronzed skin.
Unable to resist her lingering excitement and the alcohol still buzzing in her veins, Bruka giggled and gently rolled Luciel over.
"Hey, Luciel... it'd be a shame to end it here, wouldn't it? That sweet honey of yours... I only got a little taste earlier, but it completely blew my mind. I want to eat you out properly... What do you say? Aren't you curious about mine, too?"
She whispered, her hot breath tickling Luciel's ear. Luciel flinched and turned her head, but she clearly understood Bruka's intention.
Without a word, they shifted positions. Luciel climbed on top, positioning herself over Bruka's face, while Bruka slid down between Luciel's thighs.
They settled into a breathless sixty-nine position, their hot, swollen mounds presented directly to each other's faces.
Luciel's vision was filled with Bruka's flushed clitoris and the coarse hair surrounding it, while Bruka stared directly up at Luciel's pale, smooth folds and the glistening pink flesh peeking from within.
Slurp... Lick... Suck...
Bruka made the first move. Her hot, rough tongue began to suck on Luciel's sensitive clitoris like a piece of candy. A sweet, helpless moan immediately escaped Luciel's lips.
"Haahhn...! Bruka...! Your tongue...! Nnh...! It's too... too hot...! It tickles...!"
Luciel, too, pressed her tongue against Bruka's folds. A sharp, musky dwarven scent, combined with a salty yet sweet taste, instantly stimulated the tip of her tongue.
Squish... Gulp... Slurp...
"Khehe...! Luciel... your tongue... is surprisingly soft. You're melting my pussy...! More... suck me deeper...! Drench my cunt with your spit!"
Luciel gently wrapped her lips around Bruka's clitoris, using her tongue to caress it with delicate precision.
Bruka's muscular thighs clamped down tightly around Luciel's head.
Lick... Lick... Smooch! Smooch!
As their tongues devoured each other's most sensitive spots, the room filled with a wanton symphony of wet, squelching sounds and breathless cries.
Sucking on Bruka while having her own core relentlessly stimulated by Bruka's tongue, Luciel felt her mind slip away under the double onslaught of pleasure.
Bruka's tongue swirled deep inside her, occasionally suctioning hard to deliver dizzying jolts of ecstasy.
"Ahhh...! Bruka...! I feel it... too much...! Your tongue... is ruining my pussy...! Nnh...! I think... I'm going to cum again...!"
"Go ahead and cum, Luciel...! Pour it all into my mouth... I'll drink every last drop of that sweet, sticky honey...! You taste amazing! Why are you so delicious?!"
Squish... Gulp... Squelch... Slurp...
Luciel's body arched and spasmed violently. As Bruka's tongue relentlessly targeted her clitoris without letting go, a hot fountain of juices sprayed out, painting Bruka's face.
Gush...! Squirt... Squirt...
"Ahhh...! No... I came again...! Bruka... ahhn...!"
Bruka greedily swallowed Luciel's juices, letting out a deep, satisfied groan.
At the same time, her own body was rapidly approaching its limit.
Luciel sucked harder on Bruka's clitoris, flicking her tongue with increased intensity.
"Luciel...! I'm... I'm going to cum too...! Take all of me... in your mouth...!"
Squirt...! Gulp... Gulp... Suck!
Bruka erupted, pouring her hot fluids into Luciel's mouth as she hit a violent climax. For a long moment, they lay panting, savoring the taste of each other's fluids.
Through this intense encounter with Bruka, Luciel felt a different kind of raw pleasure and connection, distinct from what she had shared with Sia or Lahara.
The dwarf woman was rough, but beneath that lay a pure, burning passion directed entirely at Luciel.
And in Luciel's heart, a quiet curiosity and a secret anticipation for the other women she had yet to claim began to bloom.
...Well, since things have already turned out this way, I might as well try them all at least once. Who should be next?
She quietly curled the corners of her lips upward.
