How did Asra look so innocent, so beautiful and pure on the outside? Because he was the biggest tease his lovers had ever met.
A cool, mischievous smile graced his lips as he brought his lovers to tears as he brought them so close to orgasm, only to pull away at the last second. Even when one tried to stay silent, hoping to trick him into thinking they weren't as close as they were, he knew their bodies so well he didn't need their sounds. He always knew.
His magic held them down, keeping limbs from helping themselves along or trying to touch him as a way of bribing him from teasing them. No, Asra would do this until he felt they deserved to cum. Plus, he knew it was worth it in the end, knew the delayed gratification would make the final orgasm feel so much more powerful.
His fingers sank into Ramona's soaked cunt, teasing that little spot inside that drove her wild. Her pussy consistently drooled arousal, soaking her pussy, down her ass, and into the sheets below her. When her body clenched too long around his fingers, Asra pulled out and used that same arousal-covered hand to curl around Ilya's hard cock and stroke him languidly.
Asra took his time, switching back and forth. They both were begging so beautifully, tears running down their cheeks. Asra never considered himself sadistic, but he supposed to an outsider, it would look a bit cruel. To him, however, they looked so beautiful. The arch of their backs, the way his name fell from their lips, the excessive amount of arousal flowing from their bodies. Asra saw the beauty in all of it.
Asra let go of Ilya once more and just watched them writhe in the sheets, not touching either of them. They <i>have</i> been so good tonight. He supposed he could give them what they wanted, now.
Asra slipped one hand into Ramona, the other around Ilya. He worked them at the same time, recieving harmonic cries of ecstasy from them both. He didn't stop until they were both crying his name as Ramona clenched around him and Ilya was spilling his release all over Asra's fist and his own stomach.
Asra let go and watched them pant and moan. He watched as they caught their breath and cooled off. He gave them a minute to rest.
Then, Asra had his fingers in and on them again, ready to start it all over again.
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If Ramona never died from the plague, she definitely would have figured out the link between Lucio and the Red Plague. This would leave her to make a choice: kill Lucio or break the curse linking him to the plague. Either choice would have consequences that would leave a weight on her soul.
Whichever she chooses, once the plague is gone, she and Julian would leave Vesuvia to travel by sea to discover all that the world had to offer. They'd travel to Nevivon where Ramona would meet Portia and they'd become fast friends.
Somewhere along their travels, they might run into Asra. It would be tense and awkward at first, but Ramona would offer a meal and a chance to talk. In the end, Asra would be happy for her, even if she wasn't with him.
Eventually, Ramona and Julian would make their relationship official and have a small ceremony. By the time Ramona is with child, they'd settle in a cottage by the sea, with a room for Portia. There, Ramona and Portia would tend their garden and swap funny stories about Julian, while Julian would open a clinic in the nearby village.
Julian observed his reflection in the mirror. Observed the way the lace and silk hugged his body. He usually didn't wear things like this. He was generally too clumsy for such fine fabrics. Linen and wool fared better. But tonight? Tonight was an exception. The point was to wear as little as possible, to tempt and tease with hardly a glance.
The plum-colored silk lined with black lace fit like a second skin, feather-soft and absolutely beautiful. It matched the feathered mask he wore to hide his identity. As if anyone who knew him would be fooled by a mask.
In the same mirror, Julian couldn't ignore the hungry look behind the yellow mask. His love, his life, his everything. And when she looked at him like that? He felt like he could do anything. She crawled across the bed to join him.
"That color suits you." She complimented. Her hands ran up his chest from behind. She pressed a kiss to his neck. Julian smiled.
"And you shine like the sun, my love." He replied, appreciating the yellow silk she wore. She watched their reflection from over his shoulder.
"You look so handsome, I want to keep you all to myself." Ramona said. The neck kisses continued, turning to sucks, then bites.
"Marking your territory, darling?" Julian asked.
"Yes. Whoever we might play with tonight, I want them to know I was here first." Her mouth was on him again, marking whatever free patch of skin that was available to her. Julian groaned, enjoying every second of it.
"Mmm… darling… come here." Julian requested. She crawled around to sit on his lap. He kissed her, poured his love for her into it. She reciprocated, in addition to grinding in his lap.
They were so preoccupied with each other that they didn't notice when another pair of eyes was watching.
<i>Sigh.</i>
The two lovebirds parted, attention now on Asra. He looked gorgeous in the gold jewelry sparkling across his body and the sheer, flowy bottoms.
"You two always do this." Asra said with fondness. "There's an entire party happening out there and you two sequester away in an empty room and become lost in each other."
"We did the same thing before we met Julian." Ramona reminded him. Asra laughed in response.
"Okay, you have a point." He walked over to the bed and joined them. "Look at this. Leaving your artwork on Ilya's body, my love?"
"Maybe. Want to mark your territory, as well?" She asked.
"Is there any room left?"
"There won't be if you dawdle." She teased. Without waiting for Asra to choose, she continued what she started. Asra watched her grind in Ilya's lap, admiring the curves and movements of her body.
Asra decided then what he wanted to do. He moved behind Ramona and kissed her neck.
"You're right. I do want to mark my territory." He whispered in her ear. He sucked on the skin of her neck, marking it. As Asra marked one side, Julian leaned forward and marked the other. Ramona moaned at the sensation.
Asra admired the mark he left and pressed a soft kiss.
"Come on, we have a party to enjoy." He reminded before lifting her into his hold.
"Asraaaa! I didn't even get to make him cum!" She whined.
"You can do that all night long. I found a fun room I want to show you two." He replied. Ramona pouted, though her frustration eased upon seeing Julian following them, marked up by her.
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There wasn't much that magic couldn't do. Especially when it came to sex. Every time Asra insisted there was nothing more he could teach Ramona, he showed off yet another thing that she never could have imagined was possible.
On this night, curiosity caught her attention. Asra was known to magically switch up the situation in his pants. That is to say, he was able to change his genitals depending on how he was feeling. As she watched Asra tease Julian while the latter was all tied up, Ramona couldn't stop her question from coming forth.
"What does it feel like?"
"Being tied up? We've done this with you before, remember?"
"No, I mean… having a penis." Asra straightened up, pulling away from Julian, who whined at the loss of Asra's attention.
"Hmmm… not too different from a clit, just with more surface area. Why? Do you want to try?" Asra asked. Ramona blushed, looked away, then nodded. Asra smiled.
"Lay back." He instructed. She layed down, beside Julian, and waited nervously. Asra traced a few runes on her pubic bone. They glowed with a pink glow, then disappeared into her skin. There was a tingling sensation in her clit. It increased and Ramona noticed to began to grow. It increased in width and length until it was a full penis.
Ramona poked at it and squealed at the odd sensation.
"Now, let us show you exactly how you make us feel." Asra had released Julian from the ropes and now they turned their full attention on her.
Asra took her new cock in hand and began to stroke it. Ramona cried out, overwhelmed by the feeling. Asra was right. It was a similar feel to having her clit rubbed, but her brain scrambled at how much surface area that was being touched. It wasn't used to so many signals.
Asra helped bring her to full hardness, then he and Julian worked together, using their mouths, to make her feel good. Julian licked that spot she knew drove him wild and - ohhhh yeah… no wonder he liked it so much. His tongue on her hot flesh felt divine.
Julian was the first to take her into his throat. He hallowed his cheeks and bobbed his head as Ramona cried out. He did this a few times, getting her so close, then he pulled away. Asra then took over.
His approach was different. He licked up the underside, teasing the underside of the head. He then stood up and revealed he had transformed his own genitals to what Ramona suddenly recognized as a copy of her own pussy.
"I want you to know <i>exactly</i> what you do to us." Asra lined himself up and sank down on her penis.
Asra rode her, rolling his hips the way Ramona usually did, squeezed around her like she did. Ramona could only lay there, writing in pleasure.
"A-Asra!"
"You feel so good, sweetheart." Asra replied. He motioned Julian closer. Julian and Asra kissed, all tongue and lust.
"I- I'm gonna-"
"Not yet," Asra warned. He pulled off her cock and let her cool down a bit, before riding her again. Asra, the master of teasing and orgasm denial, kept this up, riding her cock til she was about to burst, then pulling off until she wasn't seconds from finishing.
<i>I'm sorry, my loves! I'll never do this to you again!</i> Ramona thought. Like a liar.
While Asra teased her, Julian switched his attention to her. He kissed her chest, her lips, before she begged to taste him.
He was careful with her - always - as he buried his cock into her mouth.
There was no more teasing. Each of them thrusted and bounced their way right into their own orgasms. Ramona went first, the unusual feeling of ejaculating into Asra just second to how good he felt around her. Julian was next, painting her face with his cum. Asra came last, moaning contentedly.
The magic dissipated, though Ramona hadn't noticed at first. She was too blissed out, still catching her breath. Asra kissed her and ran his fingers through her hair. Julian helped with cleaning up, wiping them all down with clean cloths.
"How are you feeling?" Asra asked Ramona.
"Good. Really good. We're definitely doing this again."
Soft lips pressed a kiss over a beating heart. Amethyst gaze lifted to meet chocolate brown, the kind of heated look that made the world around them disappear into nothing but silk sheets and a warm embrace. These touches were unhurried, not racing to the end, but enjoying the journey. And yet, this very restraint turned simple touches electric. The body he worshipped responded as if he were the divine one. Her focus on him hazy, yet full of adoration.
Asra's attention shifted from Ramona's heart, to the plush and very sensitive breasts on either side. He teased the underside, feeling its softness against his lips. A wet tongue lapped at her nipples and he watched as the darkened skin contracted to stand her nipples at attention. He gave one a kiss before sucking it into his mouth.
The action sent a little electric shock from her nipple, down her spine, and straight into her clit. Her pussy was soaked and she couldn't stop the shift of her hips as they desperately tried to find friction against his body. But, no. Asra was a tease.
Asra released her nipple with a playful little pop, then gave her other breast the same treatment. Despite his teasing, she ran her fingers through the mass of floofy white hair to keep him in place. Asra may be a tease, but he knew exactly what to do to make her body sing. And he didn't dare to stray far from his love.
Ramona's other nipple was released and Asra teased it with another little lick before moving again. The underside of her breasts were nuzzled again before moving lower. The ticklish spots on her ribs were given gentle little nips, making her squeal and wiggle in his hold. He appologized by pressing more kisses into her skin, then continued his worship downwards.
Kisses moved down her belly, to her pubic bone, then Asra diverted. Her thighs were parted, each one perched on his shoulders. Each thigh was then peppered in kisses. A few times she felt him just press his face into them just to feel the softness and warmth.
Her body felt so sensitive. If he finally got to the main event, she likely wouldn't last very long. Not that one orgasm was the end to their fun. No, he was just getting started.
Asra's fingers parted her labia, revealing her leaking pussy to his gaze. His tongue finally made contact with her clit in a slow, savoring lick. Her back arched beautifully as she gasped out his name like a prayer. This sent a warmth through Asra's body. Pleasing her pleased him, no matter what aspect of their lives, but especially in the bedroom.
Two fingers spread the generous amount of juices leaking from her pussy, then used her natural lubrication to slip those fingers deep into her pussy. He curled his fingers and massaged that special spot inside of her. She writhed, moaned, begged for more. Asra didn't give in, only took his sweet time tasting her.
The build up was slow, but when it finally hit, it hit hard. Ramona cried out his name as her fingers clenched in the sheets, in his hair, desperate for anything to ground her as her orgasm sent her soaring. Her pussy clenched tight around his fingers. He continued massaging her g-spot through her orgasm until the wave of pleasure ebbed. He gently removed his fingers, observing how her cum glistened on them and the little strings of moisture that stretched between them.
Asra looked behind him at the desperate body who had been watching them the whole time. Red hair stuck to a sweaty forehead and a bare cock sat heavy and untouched against his belly. Asra motioned for him to join them. Nearly tripping over long legs, Julian stumbled over to the bed and awaited orders. Asra offered his fingers to the doctor and Julian eagerly took them into his mouth. He groaned upon tasting their shared lover's essence.
Julian dutifully cleaned Asra's fingers with his mouth until Asra pulled them away. He ordered Julian into position: on all fours above Ramona, but no touching yet. From his new spot, he could observe her still-hazy eyes, soft and sated and happy, eager to watch her lovers continue their night of debauchery.
Asra, previously so soft and reverent, switched in a blink. He now held a crop in his hand, tapping it against his palm.
Given no warning, the crop made contact with Julian's ass. It smacked the pale skin, quickly leaving behind a red mark. The sound that Julian made was one part in pain, two parts from pleasure.
Every hit with the crop brought Julian his own pleasure. He moaned, cock twitching and leaking precum onto Ramona's thighs below.
From her perspective, he looked absolutely sublime. Face flushed, chest heaving, and oh-so willing to follow Asra's directions.
The crop smacked down once more. This had Julian sobbing, begging for more.
<i>Please please please!</i>
Asra reminded Julian to breathe, to hold back just a bit longer, as it was his turn to worship at Ramona's altar. He soothed the marks he left on Julian's body as he encouraged him to take his place between her thighs.
Still sensitive from her previous orgasm, Ramona writhed under Julian's attention. Somehow, the second always felt hotter. It burned through her core until it exploded in a mess of moans and cum and contracting muscles. Julian rose for air, face soaked in her juices, looking absolutely pussy drunk. She couldn't hold back anymore. She pulled him up for a kiss, tasting herself on his tongue. She reaches for Asra as well, switching between both of them.
Her hands busied themselves by taking a cock in each and blessed them with her own attention. She slickened their cocks with her mouth, switching between them just as she did with their mouths. She stroked them until they could no longer hold back. They fell apart in her hands, crying out and cumming hard. Their cum painted her hands, the sheets, her face.
They all flopped down on the mattress, panting and catching their breath. Asra was the first up to retrieve towels and water to clean up his lovers. The cum in the sheets, however, was cleaned with magic.
They took a moment for aftercare, wiping cum away gently and providing food and drink. Upon checking in with each other, they found they were happy and sated, if wanting a short nap. They soon curled up in the bed together, resting their bodies so they may enjoy the rest of the masquerade.
The night was waning, the final hours of the masquerade was upon them. Exhausted, but still so willing for one more bit of fun, the trio of lovers laid in a hidden corner of the palace. This night, everything was less frantic fucking and more chill energy.
Ramona moaned softly as she pleasured herself with a toy. Made in Nopal, the gorgeous glass phalus was nice and thick and sturdy. Its colored glass decorations gave it a nice texture as it rubbed against her inner flesh and sent a lovely warmth to her core. She closed her eyes and just focused on the feeling it gave her. Thick, heavy, and perfect.
She moved it in and out, arching her back as it grazed against her g-spot. She could feel eyes on her. Her lovers, other guests who also found a corner to relax, but it didn't keep her from chasing her orgasm.
She opened her eyes again, glancing over to watch her lovers. They, in turn, were watching her. Like her, they decided a languid masturbation session was in order. Watching them made her clench around the toy.
It was a wonder how, no matter how many times she's seen them in all sorts of states, they never failed to turn her on.
Julian abandoned the stroking of his cock to attend to Ramona.
"Let me help, my darling." He took over the toy, pistoning it at a pace he knew she liked. Now that she didn't have to think about it, she let it drift her away. The tension built much more quickly.
"I want you." She whined.
"You'll have me. Let me make you cum first." He insisted. In addition to the toy, Julian circled her clit with his thumb. This rushed her towards orgasm faster. It wasn't long until she was crying his name, clenching tight around the toy.
Julian pulled the toy out from her clenching hole and licked it clean, adoring the taste of her. He promptly replaced the toy with his own cock, thrusting his hips and chasing his own finish.
The overstimulation burned beautifully. She was so wet, so warm, both lovers were becoming lost in the other. She ran her hands up Julian's body, feeling the body hair sprinkled across it and the subtle muscles underneath. She pulled him down for a kiss, moaning into his mouth as he fucked her.
Ramona came again, clamping her pussy around Julian's cock. This triggered his own, releasing inside her.
Julian had hardly had time to finish twitching inside her before he pulled out and was swiftly replaced by Asra. It seemed he wanted a turn and who was she to deny her first love?
Under Asra's touch, Ramona became a mindless, boneless mess. No thoughts, only Asra and his cock. She closed her eyes once more and let him take control. Her mouth dropped open as overstimulation burned in her core. With Julian, it was a fire, but now, it was a raging inferno. Sweat dripped down her body while her insides burned.
"Come on, sweetheart. Cum for me. I know you're close." Asra whispered in her ear. A few more thrusts and Ramona was crying out, practically squirting around the cock inside of her. Asra came inside of her after a few more thrusts. He and Julian then helped her down from her high, kissing her all over. They cleaned her up, then themselves.
The rest of the night was enjoyed with a good meal, some drinks, and a well-needed nap.
