SSS Ranked Awakening: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 696: Before She Begins

Chapter 696: Before She Begins

The room was dim and warm, the lamp already turned low as if she had prepared for this earlier. Seraphine stopped beside the bed and turned to face him, and for a moment neither of them moved. The quiet had a different texture now — not the peace of two people reading in the same room, but the held-breath anticipation of something about to begin.

She reached for the ties of her outer robe first. Her fingers moved slowly, deliberately, her eyes on his face the whole time. The fabric parted and slid from her shoulders, pooling at her feet. Under it she wore a thin inner shift, so fine it did almost nothing to hide the shape of her.

"Tonight isn’t supposed to be rushed," she said.

Leon stepped closer and caught the hem of the shift between his fingers. "I wasn’t planning to rush anything."

"Good." Her hands came up to help him lift it over her head. "Because I want to remember this tomorrow."

The shift fell away. She stood bare before him, her skin warm in the lamplight, her purple hair loose around her shoulders. She was beautiful the way she had always been beautiful — toned and elegant, firm breasts with tight pink nipples, the flat plane of her stomach, the curve of her hips. Her pussy was already glistening, her arousal plain even in the low light.

Leon bent and kissed her.

This kiss was slower than the first. He took his time with it, one hand coming up to cup her jaw while the other settled at the small of her back. She leaned into him, her fingers finding the front of his robe and working the ties loose, and when the fabric fell open she pressed her palms flat against his chest.

"You’re always warm," she murmured against his mouth.

"You’re warmer."

"Mm. That’s convenient for both of us."

She helped him out of his robe and then lifted her onto the bed with the same care she had shown him, lowering her onto the sheets. She reached for him immediately, pulling him down until he was braced above her, and the feeling of her bare skin against his drove a low sound from his chest.

His cock was already hard — fully, painfully hard, ten inches of thick veined length pressing against her thigh. Seraphine felt it and made a soft, hungry sound.

"I want that inside me," she whispered. "But not yet. I want to taste you first."

She pushed at his chest until he rolled onto his back, and then she was moving down his body, her purple hair trailing over his skin. She paused at his chest to kiss the twin rhythms of his hearts, then lower over his stomach, then lower still until her breath ghosted over the swollen head of his cock.

"Look at you," she murmured. She wrapped one hand around the base — her fingers couldn’t meet around the thickness — and stroked slowly. "I’ve been thinking about this all day."

"Have you?"

"Through the testing. Through the medicine court." She leaned down and licked a long stripe up the underside, from root to tip. "All I could think about was this cock. How full it makes me. How I wanted to choke on it one more time before I go away."

Leon’s hips twitched. "Then stop teasing."

She smiled and opened her mouth.

The first wet heat of her mouth made his head fall back against the pillow. She took the head between her lips and sucked, her tongue pressing flat, and then she pushed forward and took half his length in one smooth motion. Her cheeks hollowed. Her eyes stayed on his face.

"Fuck, Sera."

She hummed around him and took more. Her throat opened, and the head of his cock pressed into it, and then she was swallowing him down inch by inch until her nose brushed against his pelvis. All ten inches of him buried in her throat.

She held herself there for a long moment, her throat working around him, her eyes watering slightly at the corners. Then she pulled back slowly, letting him slide free with a wet slurp, a thick strand of spit connecting her lips to the head.

"I’ve been practicing," she said, her voice hoarse. "For weeks. Every time I thought about tomorrow, I’d think about this instead."

"Show me what you learned."

She did. She took him deep again, faster this time, her head bobbing in a steady rhythm. The sounds she made were obscene — wet glucks and soft moans, the sound of her throat being used. Her hand worked the base between strokes, twisting and stroking, while her other hand cupped his balls and rolled them gently.

Leon fisted a hand in her hair and held on. Not directing. Just feeling.

"I’m close," he warned.

She pulled off just enough to speak, her lips brushing the head with every word. "Then come in my mouth. I want to taste all of it. I want to feel it hit the back of my throat."

He came with a rough groan. His cock pulsed, spurting thick ropes of cum into her waiting mouth, and Seraphine took every drop. She swallowed greedily, her throat working, and when he finally stopped she pulled off and opened her mouth to show him — empty, not a single drop wasted.

Then she licked her lips and smiled. "Delicious. As always."

"Get up here."

She crawled back up his body, and he caught her face in both hands and kissed her deep, tasting himself on her tongue. Then he rolled them over, pressing her into the mattress, and lined himself up between her legs.

"Tell me what you want tonight," he said.

Seraphine looked up at him, her purple eyes dark and soft. "Just you. All of you. And then I want you to fuck me hard enough that I still feel it during seclusion."

He pushed into her slowly — the swollen head spreading her open, then the thick shaft following, every inch stretching her until he was buried to the hilt. Seraphine’s back arched. Her mouth fell open on a moan.

"Yes," she breathed. "God, yes. You’re so big. So fucking big. I can feel you everywhere."

He started slow, like she’d asked. Each thrust deep and measured, pulling almost all the way out before sinking back in. Her pussy gripped him like wet silk, hot and tight, and the wet sounds of their bodies joining filled the room.

"I thought about this all day," she said again, her voice hitching with each stroke. "Your cock inside me. The way you stretch me. The way I can never get enough."

"Then you should have come to me sooner."

"I wanted to wait until there was nothing else." Her legs wrapped around his hips and pulled him deeper. "No one else. Just us. Just you filling me until I can’t think anymore."

He gave her what she asked for.