Work Text:
The days after the Carnevale ended had been rather… uneventful, Rover felt. He thought back, remembering all that had happened since he arrived at Rinascita, from crawling the city with Zani to fighting that dragon with the fools, passing through his talk with Lorelei and his infiltration of the Averardo Vault together with Carlotta.
He found himself missing the thrills that all of it had given him. Though he felt he probably shouldn’t think like that, it might just be inviting trouble to his doorstep.
He took a sip of the glass of honeyed wine offered by the bartender in the Montelli quarter. He had come to really appreciate the taste of the specialty, finding himself coming here most nights to take a couple glasses before sleeping. The Montelli Family had been kind enough to offer him a room in the quarter, though maybe that was just a given, he was their guest, after all.
Of course, when he thought of the Montelli family, the first person that came to mind was, of course, the second daughter, the lady, the Executor, Carlotta Montelli. He looked up at the night sky, dotted with myriad stars, fondly remembering the couple days he spent together with her, uncovering Capollo’s treachery. That was even more thrilling than being chased by a giant dragon, at least for him, his yearning growing even more at the memory of the dances they shared, their shared plans working to perfection.
¨Huh...¨. He murmured under his breath, looking at the golden wine left in his glass. The image of her hair swaying as they danced, the feeling of her weight on his arms, the mesmerizing effect the kaleidoscope of her eyes had on him.
¨Maybe I wasn’t missing the thrills, exactly...¨. He blurted out.
The ones that come from the danger, at least…
¨Forgive me Sir, I didn’t quite catch that?¨. The voice of the bartender snapped him out of his thoughts. He looked up at the young man, clearly on his early twenties, looking at him with an expression of both concern and the slightest bit of annoyance. Rover guessed you’d have to hide it well if you wanted to work in this kind of setting. Of course, he understood, it was about to be twelve at night and he was the only customer around. Normally there would be a couple more people at this hour, he knew from experience, but right now, he was alone with the man.
¨Oh, sorry, nothing else for today. I’ll pay you and call it a night¨. Rover answered him, patting his pockets to search for his Averardo Bank card. He could pay with his terminal, but he forgot the password, to his shame. A couple seconds passed, but he couldn’t find the card…
¨Oh, I wouldn’t be so quick to go, after all, the night is still young for someone like you… and someone like me. Michele, two glasses of honeyed wine… add some orange on mine, if you would¨. She spoke softly, not even looking at the young bartender.
¨Y-Yes, Lady…!¨. The young man scrambled to obey, searching and mixing and cutting the fresh fruit. Rover turned around immediately, permitting himself to take in the sight of the beautiful lady in front of him, admiring her silvery hair and flawless clothes, her glossy lips forming a smile that accentuated her beauty perfectly, the light of the stars only making her look all the more enchanting to him. And the influence of the alcohol only made him fall in love completely.
¨Hmm? See something you like, Cat’s Eye?¨. Carlotta teased him, that delightful accent of hers always titillating.
¨Heh, forgive me, I’m a bit tipsy already, and the sight was just too delightful not to take in...¨. Rover smiled down at her from his chair, seeing the slight blush spread out on her face as she walked towards him, carefully climbing on the chair beside his.
He really enjoyed just how short she actually was, always having to look up at him if she wanted to look him in the eye. ¨Thanks, Rover… I’m glad to see you again¨.
She leaned back on the chair, crossing her legs in a lazy motion that let him take a good peek at the black bloomers she wore under her dress. That cannot have been an accident, can it?
He looked up, finding a smirk painted on her face. ¨Remember that trouble at Septimont that Capollo mentioned? They ended up being real, to my annoyance¨. She complained, her eyes trained on his, one of her hands playing at the hem of her dress, the other resting on the bar.
¨Hard job?¨. Rover asked her, trying to keep his gaze to her upper quarters, finally downing what was left of his last glass, washing down the sweet wine, enjoying the aftertaste.
Carlotta lightly shaked her head, grabbing the drink offered by the bartender, with Rover doing the same thing, looking down at his full wine glass. Third one of the night, if he wasn’t drunk before, he was probably about to be. But he wasn’t about to miss the chance of having a drink with Carlotta, he would be a fool to do so, he knew.
Not because of any social climbing opportunities or something like that, he didn’t need to get in the good graces of the Montelli. He just liked spending time with Carlotta.
¨Not hard, just tedious and long, having to deal with so many small issues. Capollo made a mess out of some logistic chains before he was… removed, from the chain of command¨. She tried to hide it, but he was good at seeing through people. She still felt somewhat sad about that situation.
¨Well, at least it’s fixed. Why don’t we toast in celebration?¨. He proposed, lifting his glass towards her, that cute smile creeping back onto her face along with the rosy hue of that blush that still hasn’t gone away.
Carlotta moved her glass towards his. ¨For the future of the Montellis¨. He spoke softly.
¨And for our own future¨. Carlotta finished, clinking her glass on his.
Rover lifted his eyebrow, but she was already downing her glass, so he did the same, drinking a couple sips of the sweet alcohol. He could see that her blush had deepened, and her eyes had lost some of the confidence that she had when she arrived, looking all cool and saving him in his monetary pinch.
¨Haah¨. Carlotta gasped, having downed more than half of the glass. That was unusual on her, Rover observed, she was normally a slow drinker. ¨Michele, start with another for me in a couple minutes, please...¨. She asked the young bartender, who nodded subserviently.
An uncomfortable silence formed, Carlotta’s eyes darting this way and that while Rover nursed his drink, until he finally got the courage to speak.
¨Carlotta-¨
¨Rover-¨
¨...You first¨. She spoke quickly, looking at him, her face half red.
¨About Capollo… are you alright?… Forgive me if I’m intruding, but… do you want to talk about it?¨. He asked her, his deep voice somewhat soothing her nerves. Listening to him would calm her completely if it weren’t that he was the cause of her nervousness.
¨I…¨. She spoke on a low voice, hesitating to lay her feelings bare. ¨I just need time to let the wounds heal… He was a traitor, and he got what he deserved… But that doesn’t make it hurt any less. He was family, after all...¨. She put special emphasis on the word family, rolling each syllable on her tongue, like savoring them, before drinking what was left in the glass.
She placed it on the bar, looking up at him, her smile back at full force. ¨Thank you for worrying about me, that… makes me happy¨. She averted her eyes again, nodding gratefully as the bartender handed her the second glass she requested. Rover worried again, downing an entire glass of that wine in two seconds flat probably wasn’t good for a woman as compact as Carlotta was. At least in height, she thought, because the thickness of her thighs and the width of her hips called him like a moth to the flame.
Or a man to a woman, honestly…
¨Now...¨. She said, having drinked half of the second glass while he was in thought. ¨What you asked actually relates somewhat to what I wanted to talk to you about...¨. She wobbled slightly on her chair, before adjusting her posture. She made a small gesture with her hand, signaling to come closer. She had used it many times during their stints as partners.
He slid his chair closer to hers, leaning down to get closer to her level. The bartender was doing whatever he could to distract himself on the far end of the bar, wanting to avoid listening in. It seems Zani’s philosophy on her work wasn’t unique to her. Moving his gaze around to see there wasn’t anyone else listening in -a habit he picked up while working with Carlotta-, he realized that dark clouds started gathering above Ragunna, eclipsing the light of the stars, lamp echoes starting to activate.
¨I’m the Montelli heir now… You already know that...¨. She whispered, her voice soft almost vulnerable. He quite enjoyed this tone of hers, different to her usual confident manner.
¨So I had some time to ponder on the future while I was working alone...¨ Her hand crept, moving from her knee to his, startling him somewhat, but he didn’t let it show, drinking from his glass to dissimulate his fluster.
¨So I thought that… maybe we...¨. Carlotta slowly leaned on the chair, getting close to his listening ear, her hot breath on his skin making him want to turn around to kiss her already.
When he suddenly felt her gloved hand gently grab his chin, turning his head in her direction, almost no distance between then, his eyes on her beautiful face, her lips slightly parted, her face completely tinted red from the embarrasment. Her multicolored eyes begged him to finish what she started, and so he did, closing what little distance was between them and pressing his lips to hers, the hand on his leg tightening its hold as they kissed under the light of the lamp echoes, the stars completely eclipsed by the swirling dark clouds.
The hand on his cheek moved to the back of his head, black hair passing between her fingers as she held him in place, the pressing of lips quickly turning steamier as she opened her mouth, her tongue prodding at his lips, immediately being allowed entry to embroil into a slow, wet waltz, passionate yet measured, just like the dances they shared with each other, sharing their own taste with each other, along with the saccharine aftertaste of the honeyed wine.
Rover moved his hand, posing it over hers, making her let go of his knee by twining his fingers with hers, her grip strong yet careful, as if she was grasping a precious gem. His other hand posed itself on her waist before passing to her back, touching her uncovered skin right over her tacet mark and pulling her closer to him, her legs dangling from the high chair.
The only thing that could make them pull apart was the feeling of the starting rain, the heavy drops falling on their heads signaling the coming downpour. Carlotta breathed heavily, her polychromatic eyes half-lidded. Now Rover understood why she drank so much so fast, she felt she needed the liquid courage to make her move, even being such a confident, accomplished young woman, she didn’t have any real experience with love.
¨We're going...¨. Rover whispered, his deep, breathy voice making her lower body tighten instinctively.
¨M-Michele, charge it all to me, we’re have to go…!¨. They drinked the last of their glasses before jumping off the chairs, moving fast, before the young bartender could say a word.
¨My accomodations are just above the bar, come with me¨. He instructed, helping her move up the stairs, her legs wobbly after the sudden injection of alcohol and the intense kiss they just shared. Specially the second, her head spinning with excitement at having finally done it. The rain started pouring strongly, but Rover found his key fast, opening the door and ushering Carlotta inside. Still, in the couple minutes they spent in the rain, they got completely soaked.
¨Seems like it rains whenever we meet, Cat’s Eye...¨. Carlotta murmured, sitting herself on the green couch in the center of the living room of his temporary home. A two stories affair, she was glad he was given proper lodging for a person of his stature. He couldn’t have a bad impression of the family, now, could he?.
She felt light-headed after sitting, which he noticed while giving her a towel to dry herself, taking off his gloves and getting one for himself too. ¨Two glasses for someone of your… constitution, is a bit much, specially so quickly...¨. He reproached her softly, watching her sit back sideways on the couch, one leg raised and letting him see those black bloomers in all their glory.
He shook his head. ¨I have some tea for the drunkeness, I got it after... well, that's not important, just give me a moment...¨. He turned his back on her, walking a couple steps towards the kitchenette, quickly filling the kettle with water and turning the heat on. He looked at the water, slowly heating up, trying to just pass the time. He didn't want to turn around, because he knew that as soon as he laid eyes on Carlotta again, the tea would be abandoned as she seduces him again. Maybe she wasn't experienced with love exactly, but she knew pretty well how to entrace men. Probably a useful tool for her work.
Rover heard her sigh slightly, before a wet thud called his attention, instinctively making him turn around, seeing that she had thrown the soaked towel on the floor beside the green couch, on which she was sitting on sideways, both her legs planted on its surface. Now it was completely overt, the way she was showing him those black bloomers.
"Cat's Eye... Those eyes of yours... They shine like gems...". Her words weren't even the barest bit slurred, showing that even if she was somewhat drunk, it still hadn't hit her completely.
"Come sit with me, will you?...". Rover hesitated for a second, before turning the kitchen off. He knew he wasn't getting back to the tea.
He moved towards the couch, Carlotta retracting her legs to make space for him to sit, before extending them again over his legs once he did. She spoke, looking up at the hanging lamp over the couch. "Rover... I know that something between you and I might seem impossible at the moment. After all, you're going to leave at some point, but... Having experienced the probervial forbidden fruit, I cannot settle for any less...".
She let out a sigh, before looking directly at him. "Both as a Montelli, seizing every opportunity... And as Carlotta, who genuinely likes you... Very much...". She blushed, but she smiled too, not averting her gaze at all.
Rover's hands played on her legs, before posing one of what little was exposed of her thigh, being met by her own hand, fingers intertwining again. "So, would you indulge me?... Indulge this whirlwind of a relationship where all that will guide us is passion?... Where our time together would be brief, yet extraordinary?...". Her voice was breathy, her gaze intense.
Rover stayed quiet for a moment, wondering how to answer her, before deciding just to show her his answer. He leaned sideways, passing one hand under her thighs and the other behind her back, lifting her off the couch and planting her right on his lap. Handling her was effortless, her weight low. Or maybe he was just strong, right now, it didn't really matter at this moment.
What mattered was her weight on his legs, the smell of her perfume on his nose, the admiring gaze she was giving him with those beautiful, multicolored eyes that enchanted him so.
"That kind of relationship sounds like a very exciting kind of torture... Yet also incredibly romantic...". He breathed, burying his face on her neck.
"One where we steal every moment we can out of our busy lives to be with each other...". Carlotta whispered on his ear, wrapping her arms around him.
"Until the time comes... Where we can finally be together, so for now… Fall for me… will you?". She finished.
"I already have, my Opal...". He finished, pulling back after getting enough of her smell, looking at her, golden eyes gleaming in the light.
Not able to hold back anymore, Carlotta righted herself on his lap, her legs going to each side of his thighs, letting his bulge rub right against her womanhood, covered only by the half-wet bloomers.
Her arms closed behind his back in a hug, one he reciprocated immediately as they embroiled in another passionate make-out session. This time, Carlotta let him lead the dance, his tongue entering her mouth and playing around, twining with her own as they softly moaned into each other.
Seems he had underestimated the young woman, able to hold her alcohol much better than expected. But that suit him just fine. It let him feel her soft caress on the nape of his neck, her fingernails running through his skin as they kissed, the electrifying sensation one of a kind.
He opened his eyes to find her looking back, a smile forming on her kissing mouth at his gaze, one he returned as they kept going, his hands playing at her uncovered back before going lower, under the hem of her dress, to play directly at that black piece of cloth she had been teasing him with all this time.
He gripped carefully, feeling her soft ass under the wet cloth, before searching for the edge of it and pulling it down, as much as her contact with his legs allowed, at least, to touch directly at her immaculate skin, kneading the supple womanly flesh of her backside to her great satisfaction, her moans rising in tone, yet still drowned by the sounds of the rain beating on the window.
"Haah...". Carlotta gasped as she separated from the kiss, taking in some air she desperately needed by now. Looking at Rover, who gazed at her with the intensity of a predator, making her have to supress a tremble, accustomed to hiding her every sign of weakness or hesitation.
"I'm going to get a cold if I don't get out of this...". Rover whispered, leaning back and shrugging off his black jacket, the gray shirt under it clinging to his body, both by design and by virtue of being wet from the rain, letting Carlotta see his marked musculature under his clothes.
Normally all Carlotta could see were his forearms, and she already liked the sight, prominent veins showing on them whenever her gripped his sword, so this was a whole show for her. She would be lying if she said she didn't lust after him, but that was a normal part of attraction, in her opinion. That's part of what made him such a good catch, too, she thought.
But she wanted more. She gripped the hem of his shirt and pulled upwards, with Rover raising his arms to let her take it off completely, letting it fall to the floor in another wet thud.
"Wow...". Was all she could say at the sight of his naked upper body, chiseled like a fine statue, the prominent muscles showing under his skin, wet from the rain, myriad faded scars making themselves apparent when she looked hard enough.
"Heh, I'm feeling kinda self conscious...". Rover spoke, covering his eyes with the back of one hand, but the other still firmly held Carlotta's big ass.
She leaned forward, licking between his pecs, her wet white hair sticking to his skin. "Don't be... You're marvelously handsome, Cat's Eye, you're juuust my type". She almost purred the last sentence as she busied herself with his chest, lavishing it with licks and kisses, her hands playing around his nipples for that bit of extra stimulation.
She continued delighting herself on his hard body, getting a soft whine out of him as she sinked her teeth on his flesh, leaving a bite mark right on his left pectoral, over his heart. ¨This… I can’t… Sorry for this...¨. He whispered in a low voice as he took hold of Carlotta’s bloomers, the ripping sound making clear to her that she would have to call someone the next day to bring her a change of clothes.
¨Hmm, Cat’s Eye, just how ex—Oh! Ohhoo!¨. He didn’t let her finish, sinking two of his long, rough fingers inside her soaked pussy, vulgar squelches filling the room as he roughly pumped in and out of the warm, slick passage, Carlotta’s breath hot on his chest as she pressed her head on it.
She was excited, extremely so, turning to putty in his arms as he scratched her inner walls with his fingers, touching all around it to find out just where she liked it. Which turned out to be everywhere he could reach, at least right now, as turned on as she was, trembling on top of him, hands tightly grasping onto his shoulders for dear life. With his free hand, Rover caressed her head, combing her wet hair. ¨What happened, Miss Montelli? Cat’s Eye got your tongue?¨.
He smirked, waiting for her to take the bait.
"Haaahh, don't-OHHHHHH!!!". It wasn't hard for him to interrups her words with the handle he had on her, long fingers deep in her insides, only needing to slightly curl them to get more sweet, lusty moans out of her.
"No need to say anything... Just feel it...". He whispered, leaning down to kiss her head as he kept stirring and stirring, spreading her passage and preparing it for what was come. It was going to be a long night for them.
His palm slapped on her soft flesh as he quickened the pace of his pumping, completely demolishing what little resistance Carlotta had left. "Ah! Oh! Harder! Please!". Her cries blessing his ears making him want to make her cum even more.
"Just like that!!! I'm...!". She couldn't finish her phrase, her orgasm catching her by surprise, her walls clenching around his fingers only for him to keep going, teasing and pushing on the spasming passage as it tried to constrict his fingers, to no avail.
Carlotta's pussy sprayed down on his bulged pants, wetting them even more than they were before with her femenine nectar. "Ghhhhooooouu... You're making a messhhhh...". Was what she managed to get out as she collapsed on top of him, her body trembling every so often from the pleasurable aftershocks.
Rover pulled out his fingers, raising his hand to get a good look at his hand, completely soaked by her slime, strings of it hanging between his fingers. Without thinking, he moved his hand to his face, taking the coated fingers in his mouth and sucking her juices off them, taking in the taste of her, closing his eyes as he enjoyed it.
When he opened them, he found Carlotta looking right at him, an expression of both surprise and pure lust on her blushing face. She moved up, taking him into a kiss and tasting herself in his mouth, tongues twining until she let him go with a nip on his lip. She placed her head on his shoulder. "Cat's Eye... Do you want more...?". She whispered on his ear, already knowing what eager answer she would get.
He nodded, wiping his lips with the back of his hands, and Carlotta stepped back, standing in front of him without heels, barely taller than the sitting Rover. Unsteady on her feet, yet governed by the lust that guided her, she unclasped the neck of her dress, which let her pull it down to her belly, revealing her healthy breasts to his eyes, attentively taking in every detail of her body.
"Lay down, Cat's Eye...". She requested, and he obeyed, reclining sideways on the couch, his legs posed on one of the armrest. She climbed after him, sitting on his midsection, letting him get a good look at her back, her tacet mark showing him just where her beautiful ass started, covered by the dress, like a treasure about to be unearthed.
"Let's make this more... Reciprocal". She whispered, sliding her pussy up his body until it was right on his face, pressing her lower lips to his mouth. Seeing them was just as good as feeling them, plump, reddened and completely soaked in her juices, her clit out and throbbing, begging for his attention, capped off by a nicely groomed tuft of white pubic hair, tickling his chin.
Rover felt her touch around his pants, hurriedly unbuckling his belt and opening them completely, admiring how his cock tented his underwear, her eyes glued to it.
"Looks delicious...". He murmured before busying himself with eating her out, running his tongue on her wet folds and savoring her transparent slime as her pussy let out more and more whenever he touched it. Carlotta unconsciously skitted away at the touch of his mouth, but he wouldn't let her, hiking up her white dress and clapping his hands on the womanly flesh of her backside, gripping strongly and pulling her down towards him, her back arching when he flicked her little clit with his tongue.
She tried suppressing her moans, to no avail, but she managed to keep herself going, wanting to take a good look at his manhood already. She pushed his underwear down, letting his cock jump out, free from its bonds. Carlotta looked at it intently, taking in his size, angry veins running through its length, making it throb. She took a deep breath, taking in his manly scent, making her head spin much harder than all that alcohol she had imbibed.
"...It's incredible". Was all she said before opening her mouth wide and taking it inside, savoring his intense taste as she ran her tongue around it, hearing him moan, and feeling the vibrations on her pussy too, specially enjoying how he trembled when she focused around the big, spongy tip.
The reciprocity felt amazing for both, completely absorbed in sharing their pleasure with each other, one of Rover's hands going down to play at her clit while he tongued her passage, her flower opening completely to welcome him inside, while Carlotta's hands carefully caressed his balls, stroking the large, heavy orbs with her dainty fingers, treating them as she would a precious, but fragile gem.
Then it ocurred to her that gems should be polished, and let his cock out of her mouth, aiming lower. She lifted his testicles with one hand, and took one of them in her mouth, sucking and licking the wrinkled skin like it was a delicious dessert, while keeping up her stimulation of his manhood with her other hand, pumping up and down, from tip to base and back to the tip, feeling it throb in her palm. She then took the other too, bulging her cheeks with his seed factories, feeling satisfied at how his legs trembled on the armrest. She could imagine how his toes curled inside his shoes.
But Rover wouldn't be left behind, switching his grip to spread Carlotta's womanhood with both hands, letting him see deep, deep inside, making him even more excited at the thought of being inside her. He pushed his fingers inside again, three this time, wriggling them around while intensely sucking at her clit and making her gasp, forcing her to let go of his balls.
He had upped the ante, so she would have to do the same. Looking at his girthy, hulking cock, precum dribbling nonstop from its slit, she had an idea.
She licked up, gathering the clear liquid in her mouth, savoring it before swallowing, and opened her mouth wide, trying to relax as much as she could with his fingers ravishing her pussy, and took him in her mouth, pressing into the entrance to her throat. She looked down, realizing that she was about halfway through, and took a deep breath, before pushing herself down, supressing her gag reflex and taking his manhood in her throat, feeling her neck widen with his girth.
She sputtered around it, her mouth as open as it could be, lips spread over it. Her head spun, it was so dirty, it was so hot in her mouth. She loved it. She loved him.
She had never had a man inside her throat before. Hell, she had never had a man before, but when faced with this one, she couldn’t help but melt. She could hide it before, when she was in her comfort zone, teasing and leading. But now, with his cock bulging her neck and her nose pressed where the manly smell was the strongest, his fingers making a mess out of her virginal pussy? She felt defenseless.
But maybe that’s not so bad.
Trying to match his pace, she bobbed her head on his length, using her mouth as a warm, wet sheath, hollowing her cheeks to give him an even better experience. Her mouth and throat hurt from the insertion, but to hear him moan and feel him shudder under her, she felt it was absolutely worth it. It wouldn’t be long before he came, anyway, with the way his cock looked, fit to burst at any second.
Yet she didn’t account for Rover’s competitive spirit, driving him to consciously hold on to his own orgasm until she came first, and he was a driven man, strong of will. Worse yet for her, she didn’t account her own weakness to his ministrations, the curling of his fingers and his hot, slimy tongue pressing and flicking on her remarkably sensitive pleasure switch. His fingers were long and rugged and she was a particularly short woman, so when he added the fourth, she felt as if she couldn’t get any fuller. And yet still she knew that his cock was even bigger than that, having it pressing on her tonsils at the moment. But she still wanted it inside, to spread her open and to fill her with his seed.
In the end, her fantasies were her undoing, leading Carlotta to a monumental orgasm that caught her by surprise, her fingernails digging into the skin of his thighs as she held on for dear life, her pussy spraying her womanly nectar all over his face and into his open mouth, letting him savor her more and more. And then he let go, his hips pushing upwards into Carlotta’s face, his bulging balls releasing his load right into her throat and directly into her waiting stomach, mixing with all that alcohol she drank.
Carlotta was blissed out, feeling his cock throb and throb in her mouth as he came burst after burst of his manly seed, every second a stronger sensation, until he finally exhausted his reserves. At least for this orgasm, because from where she was looking at his family jewels, they were still pretty full. And she knew where she wanted all that.
Carlotta rised up dislodging his cock from her throat, coughing, before laying her head on his thigh, letting his manhood flop over her eyes, obscuring her sight. "That was...". She spoke, voice low.
Rover gave her one last lick, getting a cry out of her before separating from her womanhood, his hands back to her ass, slowly caressing and kneading. "Did you like it?". He asked her, his tone of voice making her shiver, telling her that he liked doing it, and that he wanted go do it more without having to explicitely say it.
But she played along. "Oh, Cat's Eye, you have no idea what I'd give to have you always with me, at my beck and call, ready to do this to me whenever I order you...". Carlotta related her fantasy to him, making his cock throb and shiver again while laying over her face.
She felt Rover's hand run on her back touching her immaculate skin, while the other gripped her behind harder, possesively. He didn't say anything, letting her continue. "But that's an impossible fantasy, at least for now, so I ask you... Give me all you can tonight. I want... All of it...!".
That was enough for him. Gathering his strength, he lifted Carlotta in the air, carrying her like a princess -an almost naked princess- and hurriedly moved upstairs, where his temporary room was located. She was glad to see that it was outfitted with a big bed, perfect for her taste, and for what they were going to use it for.
Rover carefully let her down, a dreamy sigh leaving her mouth as she felt the soft mattress on her back. He looked her over, wondering how she managed to look so regally beautiful even with her tits and pussy bared so vulgarly, her once-beautiful dress hanging limply from her waist.
She was quite the sight, after all, her hair damp yet somehow still glossy, her face cute as a button, lips half-pursed and multicolored eyes asking for more without any words. And her body wasn't left behind, with pert tits with a size perfect for fitting into palms, wide hips that he knew would expand even more when she carried the next Montelli heir, and long legs with thick thighs that just entraced him from the very firt time he saw her.
"Hmm? What are you waiting for, Cat's Eye? I'm nice and warm inside, and ready. Just. For. You". Rover immediately kicked off his boots at the words, his manhood bobbing and throbbing in the warm air. Thought he stopped suddenly when he remembered something, searching around one of his pockets and taking out the gem she had gifted him, placing it on a visible place, where he wouldn't lose it.
Carlotta's heart melted even more at how he treated her gift, before it thrummed with excitement once he slipped out of his clothes entirely, letting her admire his body again, muscles and scars on show, the mark she left on his chest still fresh, specially loving just how shit spit-shined cock aimed right at her, his big, heavy balls hanging just below. But he wouldn't give her much more time, immediately getting on the bed too, crawling over her and covering her with his body, his hands grasping her wrists and pinning them to the bed, like prey about to be devoured.
"...You". Rover whispered, confusing her somewhat. He had said more, but she couldn't hear it. But she needn't ask. "I love you, Carlotta Montelli". He stated simply, his face flushed, both from the alcohol and from her effect on him.
Carlotta trembled, her eyes watering. That was just what she wanted to hear, yet it made her sad. Knowing that she wouldn't have him around to tell her that he loved her made her feel somewhat depressed. However, she knew she mustn't let it show. She was the one who proposed this kind of relationship, and she wouldn't go back on her word. So all she could do was quietly wish that his travels wouldn't take too long.
But still, she was also happy, having heard the beautiful words come out of his mouth while he looked down at her adoringly, his golden eyes like beacons in the half light. "I love you too...!". She said, looking up at him. She wanted to embrace him, but her arms were pinned down by his hand.
"I'm... So glad". He murmured, bending his arms to let himself down lower, letting her feel the throbs of his manhood on her belly, easily reaching her navel, letting her know just how stretched she was going to be when he packed her full. She couldn't wait.
Rover leaned down, kissing her as he adjusted his body, gripping his cock with one hand and pressing the tip to her folds, soaked and plump. He teased her pussy, rubbing up and down and getting some moans out of her, before finally pushing on her entrance, his tip going in effortlessly after all the preparations he had done on her.
Carlotta wriggled her hips, pressing up on him, leaving his kiss with a lick across his lips. "Go ahead. Do it... Let me feel it so hard that the sensation is engraved on my body, let me feel it so good that I could get off on the memory when you're away...!". She spoke intensely, spreading her legs wider, opening herself to him.
"...You're such a provocateur sometimes, you know that?". Rover growled in her ear, tightening his hold on her wrists.
She let out a little laugh. "Of course, Cat's Eye... I know exactly what I'm doing...".
He let out a heavy sigh, pulling back to look at her. "I love that about you...!".
Rover finally pushed forward, spreading Carlotta's insides, who moaned at the feel of being stretched. She didn't feel any pain at all, realizing that it was because of how he had handled her just before, spreading and stretching her so damn good with his fingers and tongue.
She moaned loudly, letting him know just how good it felt to have him inside her, impaling her on his manhood. She could hear him grunt in her ear. "You're so warm inside... So tight...".
He kept pushing, until he sheathed himself inside her, pressing right on her precious womb, a very slight pain coming with the pleasure. Carlotta looked down, noticing the small bulge on her lower belly, throwing her head back with a laugh that contained both nervousness and relief.
"Haaaahhh... You're all the way inside me, Rover... It feels too good...". She whined, a placid smile on her face.
"And you feel incredible around me...". He whispered, his hot breath hitting her neck as he kissed and sucked her skin, leaving his own marks on her body.
"Hmmmm...! You're going to make it obvious if you keep doing that...". Carlotta spoke teasingly, but her tone belied the truth. She didn’t want her Grandfather to know about this so quickly. But maybe he already knew. The Padrino could be inscrutable sometimes, a needed skill for a position such as his.
¨Let them know… you are mine now…!¨. He growled in her ear. She had really got him going, she thought, shuddering at the feeling of his tongue running around her vulnerable neck.
¨I am… as long as you’re mine as well...¨. Carlotta whispered, moving her spread legs to wrap them around his back, pressing him harder onto him, mashing his cockhead to her cervix.
Rover let out an affirmative grunt, catching her message and pulling back, unsheathing his cock halfway before strongly pumping back in, once again hitting the back and hearing Carlotta’s pleasured cries as an answer.
Settling into that slow and strong rhythm, they pushed their bodies together, sweating as they exerted themselves, panting and moaning almost covered by the ringing of the strong rain that curtained Ragunna’s nightly bustle and beat on the roof and windows of the dwelling.
She let out her pleasured sounds with no shame at all, her toes curling as she lost control of her body in the rapture that he was inflicting on her unspoiled body. ¨R-Ohhhhh! Rover… Please let my hands go!¨.
¨Hmm?¨. He raised his eyebrow at her, a smirk on his face as he looked down at her face, her eyes struggling to keep focus as he kept messing with her depths, pressing all along her pleated walls, lewd squelching sounds accompanying her moans every time he pushed inside her, dragging her closer and closer to a climax.
¨Hooohh… Rover, pleasshhh!¨. She pleaded, her words coming out slurred from the mounting pleasure. He decided to acquiese, her arms immediatly wrapping around his back, startling him.
¨...That’s too precious, Carlotta¨. He whispered as he kept thrusting, feeling her hands grab his sides strongly as she finally came, her tunnel tightening up as her pussy sprayed on his abs, her sweet, sweet cries gracing his ears, feeling good about having made her cum thrice on this night.
Panting and gasping, Carlotta tried to focus herself after he made her lose her mind just like that. She wanted more of it, she wanted to stay with him until their bodies gave out.
¨Did it feel that good?¨. Rover asked her, smugness clear on his voice.
¨Haaahhh… You’re too much, doing this to me on my first time… a Lady needs her dignity...¨. She teased, as if she wasn’t the one to provoke him into it.
¨And… You didn’t spray inside of me…!¨. Catching him unawares, Carlotta used all her strength to move him aside, laying him back on the bed, supressing a shiver of pleasure as his cock left her pussy suddenly, scraping on her walls.
Before he could say anything, she climbed on top of him, her back turned, letting him see her back and ass, her skin glistening with sweat, her tacet mark on her lower back such a tantalizing landmark on her beautiful body, he couldn’t not move his hands and pose them on her large ass, gripping her marvelously soft womanly flesh, thumbs pressed at the bottom of the black, jagged mark on her lower back.
Carlotta smiled back at him, sandwiching his manhood with her thighs, lightly swaying her hips and rubbing her pussy on his length, her pubic fuzz tickling him. ¨Focus on me, Cat’s Eye...¨.
She lifted herself, hovering herself over him, one of her dainty hands grasping his cock, feeling the prominent veins pulsing, and aiming it towards her hot hole, open and waiting, radiating warmth, droplets of her excitement falling down. ¨I’m going to make you cum so hard…!¨.
And then she let herself fall down, slamming on his hips, crying out in pleasure as her ass jiggled from the impact, drops of sweat flying everywhere. She held herself like this, hanging her head down, drool falling from her open mouth into the bedding. It was too much pleasure. I might have overestimated myself this time…
When she suddenly felt a sharp pain on her ass as he slapped it once. ¨Weren’t you going to wring me dry? It’s too early to give up, my Opal...¨. The pleasurable pain and his words broke through the haze of pleasure that clouded her mind with doubt. She looked back, smiling at him, finding him returning it. Looking at his arm, muscles flexing as he kneaded her flesh. She wanted to make him feel so, so good, just as he made her feel before.
Carlotta planted her hands on his thighs, lifting herself up before slamming down again, and again, her mind shutting down for a moment every time she did it, the overstimulation of her pussy hitting her hard, but she was no quitter, she would seize this chance to show him just was she was made of, picking up speed with every repetition.
¨Damn it, you’re too damn sexy, Carlotta!¨. Rover moaned as she kept crushing his hips with her weight, battering her core with his cock, and with a lewd smile on her face whenever she turned her head to look at him.
She felt proud of herself, of making him feel like this, slamming down harder, faster, more intensely, absolutely battering her insides for his pleasure, until the dam finally broke and she felt the warmth of his seed filling her womb, the feeling of his bulky manhood throbbing and throbbing with every rope of creamy semen that he pumped inside her, his deep moans and groans reaching her ears, his hand gripping her ass so hard that she was sure it was going to leave a bruise.
Sensation overwhelmed her, leading her to an easy fourth orgasm, her battered tunnel spasming again around his meat, heightening each other’s pleasure as they rode out their orgasms, crying out together, drowing the sounds of the rain with how loud their voices got, unable to resist the urge to cry out like rutting beasts.
Carlotta could hold herself upright no more, falling back, Rover’s hands catching her before he impacted him, letting her lay down on his chest, her head barely reaching his shoulders, short as she was and still impaled to the hilt on his large cock, his balls flush against her reddened petals.
She panted, looking at the ceiling, her hand searching blindly on the bed until it found his, twining their fingers together, feeling his strong grip envelop her hand. Rover’s other hand moved upwards, posing on her lower belly, rubbing in circles, soft croons leaving Carlotta’s mouth.
¨I… feel so full...¨. Carlotta whined, sighing. He had indeed filled her up to the brim, some of his seed drooling from her pussy even when she was completely plugged by him, her lower lips stretching to fit his girth inside her.
¨We… we can stop here...¨. He whispered, gripping her thick thighs and pulling, only to be stopped by Carlotta, her hands strongly holding his wrists.
¨Ghhh… You’re still hard, Rover...¨. She complained, feeling his sturdy manhood still swollen and widening her passage, pressing flush to her walls.
She sighed, suppressing a shudder. ¨…And I will not be satisfied until you are. I have my pride, and I will not leave my partner unfulfilled…!¨.
He shuddered under her. ¨You’re amazing...¨. He whispered, shifting her grip to her ample hips, holding strongly.
¨So I’ve heard¨. She spoke confidently while planting her feet and palms on the bed. ¨Now… Do me. Fuck me until you can go no more…!¨. She demanded.
And he began, pumping his hips up in a slow, yet strong pace that quickly got Carlotta wailing out again with the strong bursts of sensual stimulation that he was giving her. Even though it was the same cock she was bouncing on minutes before, it felt completely different when he was the one to move, effortlessly pressing it on all those deliciously pleasurable spots that he had memorized from before, with his hands, his tongue, and his cock.
His hands moved up, groping her soft breasts, so neglected on this night, but no more, making her cry out at the double stimulation, caressing the undersides of her chest before covering them with his palms, her mounds fitting perfectly as he squeezed them, kneading and pulling as he kept pushing up, touching her core with his tip on every measured thrust.
Carlotta struggled, hard, her legs quivering as she tried not to fall down, forcing herself to keep them planted on the bed to give him the leverage he needed to fuck her in this position. She could hear his grunts, both from the pleasure and the effort, making her feel that slight bit better at how much he enjoyed her body.
His pace quickened suddenly, tired of the carefulness of his previous movements, bumping on her womb with every thrust, breaking through the paltry resistance that her walls still offered to give them both the pleasure they so craved. His fingers latched onto her beautifully pink nipples, twisting and pulling on them, testing how much she tolerated the slight pain that came from this pleasure, same as down below.
He knew that she was already on the brink of the big one, acting tough as if she hadn’t reached her limit long ago, the threshold of pleasure she could bear long broken, small orgasms wracking her body every few thrusts, no words at all coming from her mouth as she moaned and cried her pleasure.
So he decided to finish it fast, letting go of her breasts and wrapping his arms around her, gripping his own forearms and squeezing her onto his body, before thrusting upwards even faster, smashing Carlotta’s insides and making sure her pussy would remember the shape of his cock, her moans morphing into screams as his balls slapped her clit with every fast, brutish thrust from him.
And she reached her orgasm, strong and overwhelming, her contracting walls doing nothing to slow him down as he rammed and rammed and bore her pussy open, claiming her for himself completely, letting himself go as he felt her finish, another large load of seed bursting from his dick and drowning her womb and fallopian tubes with his swimmers, searching for eggs that he knew weren’t there. Such turbulent times in Ragunna were no adequate moment to have children.
But one day…
The feeling of his manhood spurting inside her, Carlotta thought she could get addicted to it, feeling his warmth sufussing her insides and dyeing them white, spilling out where her netherlips met his cock. Knowing that she would feel it whenever they meet from now on had her already wishing to do it again, but her body had basically given out, her womanhood as sore as it could be after all the abuse they had put it through on this rainy night.
They panted and gasped, riding out the aftershocks together, Rover’s penis softening shortly and slipping out of Carlotta’s ravished pussy, a waterfall of semen following right after, seeping into the sheets, ruining them just that extra bit after all the spraying that Carlotta had already done on them.
Carefully, she planted her hand on the bed, turning around on top of him, squishing her breasts to his chest, the kaleidoscope of her eyes filled with satisfaction as she looked at him, his golden eyes gleaming in the half light. ¨It’s not like I have a frame of reference to affirm this… But I don’t think I’m lying when I say that you may be the best lover ever¨. She crooned, a smile on her face, two fingers playing around his chest.
¨Heh… Thank you...¨. Rover answered, wrapping his arms around her sweaty back, caressing her skin.
He looked at her, loving that beautiful smile, loose strands of hair sticking to her face after so much effort spent. His head started spinning, thinking about what he had acceded to. ¨Hmm… Now I don’t want you to go… Being apart is going to be really hard after this...¨. He laughed, half-joking, half-serious.
Carlotta laid her head on his chest, hearing the sound of his beating heart. ¨I feel the same. But that’s how it must be, at least for now… So let us try to enjoy the present, my Cat’s Eye...¨. She pulled up, smiling at him, before taking him into a kiss. A simple one, without the dance of tongues and the lack of oxygen, expressing only love.
She pulled herself back, one hand combing his black hair out of his face to look at him better. ¨These turbulent times will pass, and then, we will seize our future, together. A brilliant future… Shining like gems¨.