Chapter 13: Somewhere Calmer

“It shows that you were my childhood friend and that we haven’t spoken in years up until recently…” 

Michael and Maleva came back to the inn.  

“How so? What do you mean?” Maleva asked him as she curled up with him in bed. This was upstairs in The Drago inn and the room they were in was Maleva’s. Their rooms had only been rented for one night, so they technically had no right to be here anymore. Additionally, a maid was bound to come in at any time now to clean up the place and prepare the room for the next people that were going to rent it.

They were definitely playing with fire and they were soon about to run out of time.

Michael was lying down on his back in bed while Maleva was over him, semi-hovering on top of him with her arms on both sides of him. Their faces were so romantically close to one another their noses nearly touched. 

“Michael was the name that was written inside of the fur-coat that was serving as a blanket when I was left as a baby in Cherrywood. It’s the name that was given to me by the people who dumped me here. But I always felt like it wasn’t my name.” 

“So, where is this going? You don’t want me to call you Micahel anymore, even though this is how I’ve been calling you ever since we were little?” she possessed this tongue-in-cheek facial expression about her at the moment almost as if she somehow found him quite funny.

“You could just call by last name then.”

“Your last name?” she cocked her head to the side.

“Do you remember what it is?”

“Redheart—the name of the type of tree that they found you at the base of. I remember now.” 

“I had no idea you’d remember something like that…” 

“I do. So, just to be clear, you want me to call you ‘Redheart’ instead of ‘Michael’? It doesn’t make any sense to me,” she argued with him. 

“Honestly? I don’t care.” 

“Um… How about we talk more about a bit later, huh? For now, I just want to soak up the moment while I have you for myself all alone,” she pressed her big tits tighter against his chest as she hovered above him. 

“B-but Mal… You clearly had me for you all alone ever since I stupidly followed you on this hunting evening…”

She scratched her head for a bit. Thought about this for a while as she remembered just how much to herself she had him in the past couple of days.

Michael was right. 

“Guess you’re right but that wasn’t quite enough for me. I need more of you, Michael. And now that you know what I am, I’m sure you’ll understand why I need it so much…”

“You’re referring to the fact that you’re one of the Moonlit Sins, right?”

“Right. But not only any of the sins—I am lust.”

How could I forget? It completely slipped out of my mind with the werewolf attack as we were trying to make it back home. That’s right! She’s lust! So, does that mean that she always want to have sex or something like that? The thought of it gave the young man an even bigger erection. Maleva easily felt his throbbing manhood against her belly as she was still on top of him.               

“I am your lust,” Maleva added before she kissed him right on the lips. She couldn’t resist him anymore. The boy became harder during that kiss, however, it was nothing compared to when she pushed her long and erotic tongue inside of his mouth. Their kiss continued and evolved with their tongues, which resulted in him becoming absolutely rock solid. His young boy’s cock was aching to come out of his pants. Something that she was definitely going to help him out with.

Uncontrollably aroused, she slid down in the hope to get at the level of his waist. She soon pulled down on his pants and then also pushed down on his underwear to take his dick out of the inside of his boxers, which naturally bobbed out of there.                 

Maleva didn’t even bother to caress or stroke his penis or anything like that, she simply dashed right ahead and had it enter her mouth! The next second: She was sucking on his hard dick. Blushing with her eyes shut. Enjoying herself.

“Mal. It’s pretty late in the morning now. The maid is bound to come up here any second. Someone’s going to catch us.”

She stopped sucking on his cock. 

“Then, do you want me to stop?” she offered to him as she pulled her large breasts out of her top and erotically peeled the paw-shaped nipple covers off of her tits. The fishnet top was still on, but her boobs had fully been unleashed on him.  

“Your tits…”

“Do you want me to put them away, then?”

“No… Please, no…”

“I’m just kidding,” she smiled, “do you want to have some fun with them? Like this?” she added as she delicately grabbed his cock and properly placed the tip of it, so it would go between her udders. Then, the young man firmly pushed his member as deep as it would go, so he could fuck her breasts.

“My dick just disappeared between your breasts…”

“As it should be the case,” she comforted him.

Then, the fun began… 

Michael quickly became so excited that he pushed his dick even deeper between her breasts and erotically proceeded to move his member back-and-forth in order to have sex with her chest! 

The arousal was so great for him that he began producing a relatively healthy and thick amount of pre-cum in no time until he was brought closer and closer to a fast point of ejaculation.

The young man was eventually going to cum sooner rather than later and with his childhood friend, Malva now holding on to her tits and softly squishing them both sides of his rod, it was perfectly understandable that he was going to cum sooner rather than later. Definitely a lot sooner than he could ever foresee it.. 

“I’m cumming! I already have to cum, Mal!” 

“It’s okay! Let it all out, Michael! You can even cum between them, Michael Redheart!” Maleva teased him by offering him to cum between her tits and by also calling by his full name. 

Splat! 

Michael ejaculated right away between her udders! 

Satisfaction. From both sides. They were so happy and relieved.      

“How do you feel?” she sweetly whispered. 

“Mal…” out of breath, the only thing he felt like he could say was her name. That was the only thing that mattered to him: Her name. 

“We should probably get out of here now though,” she admitted right at the exact same time the door opened! 

Oh, no! The door just opened! 

They hadn’t taken the time to lock it first. 

The both of them turned to the door. 

“The door…” Michael knew something like this was going to happen. 

“Too late I guess…” Maleva whispered. 

However, the person who opened the door and came inside was not the maid. Bloody hell! It wasn’t even a person. It was something else—instead of being a person, it was a wolf doll. The same wolf doll they briefly saw on the ground earlier after Michael cut down this shadow creature in half. 

The wolf doll never moved. 

It only stumbled and rolled inside the bedroom after the door was opened, but who did this? Who opened the door? To be honest, it never even truly felt like the door was ever opened in the first place. The door was definitely ajar. Cracked open. But it never felt like the doll entered the room. It felt more like it had always been there to begin with, but that none of them ever noticed it in the room before.     

To be clear: The doll was not animated.

“The doll from earlier?” Maleva was oddly shocked.

“Now, I have to inspect this doll!” Michael already jumped out of bed! Ready to take action!