The first few days in their new manor were... chaotic, but filled with delighted laughter. Today was the final day of bringing everything to the manor. They could finally sleep in their own home. However, it still needed just a few more finishing touches.
Boxes were scattered everywhere as Audrey directed the placement of every single item with the artistic touch of an artist.
"No, no, Klein, the chair must catch the morning light!" she declared, pointing to a corner of the grand library that, to him, looked identical to every other corner. "A Spectator knows the optimal place for reading novels. And for naps."
And my Spectator powers are telling me this chair is heavy... Klein lampooned internally, but he obediently nudged the armchair a few inches to the left.
He watched as she tilted her head, judging whether or not the placement was perfect.
Her concentrated face is just too cute...
Klein, distracted by Audrey's adorable expression, unknowingly pushed the chair a few inches.
"Klein!" she called out.
He gasped as he noticed his mistake. With the snap of a finger, he Wished for the chair to return to its previous place.
"Cheater," she accused, though her smile betrayed her 'anger'. "Using angelic powers is strictly against the rules of home decorating."
"My apologies," Klein said, raising his hands in a joking manner of surrender. "The rules were not made clear to me. Are they, by chance, written on those books you packed in all those boxes?"
"Cough, Cough. No, d-don't worry about the books, I'll organize those myself."
What Klein didn't know was that everything Audrey knew about intercourse was thanks to those books. Hundreds of books. All of them were explicit stories with very, very detailed sex scenes. Some of Fors Wall's works were also in there.
"Now, come on. The only other boxes left are the ones upstairs in our room. The sooner we finish, the sooner we can eat dinner," she said, wanting Klein to forget about the books.
They made their way to their bedroom. They made their way to their bedroom, passing beautifully decorated halls and spare rooms they had furnished together—with Klein doing most of the heavy lifting while Audrey supervised. They went up the stairs and opened the door to their room.
The master bedroom was a mess. Sunlight streamed through the large bay windows, illuminating the dust particles in the air. Their new bed, a king-size four-poster canopy bed, was assembled in the center, but the rest of the room was a fortress of wooden boxes.
"This one feels heavy," Audrey pointed out as she tapped a large box with the toe of her shoe. "Must be your clothes. Can you open it? Let's see..." she instructed as she made her way to the room's walk-in closet to see where she would hang the clothes.
"They're not that heavy," Klein protested. Even then, you bought the majority of them! You're the reason it's so heavy!
When Klein opened the box, a cascade of fabric spilled onto the floor. These weren't his clothes. One particular outfit of a dark green color caught his attention.
It was the dress—the beautiful, ridiculously thin dress from their first date.
Klein's mind, which had been focused on the heavy furniture and his own wardrobe, was suddenly thrown back to that hilltop. He remembered the feel of the thin silk under his fingertips, the way it clung to her curves, the possessive heat that had ignited in him as his hand felt the bare skin of her thigh. A hot flush crept up his neck.
Audrey, hearing the sound of fabrics spilling out, came back and followed Klein's gaze. She saw the way his eyes were fixed on the dress. A slow, knowing smile spread across her face.
"Hm~? Find something you like, Mr. Moretti~?" she asked in a low, teasing murmur.
Klein cleared his throat, forcing every muscle in his face to return to normal. "Just a stray thought," he managed, though his heart was beating loudly and his body was starting to feel hot. "I was remembering... the view from that hill was quite memorable."
"Oh, I'm sure it was," she whispered, taking a step closer.
She knelt gracefully and picked up the dress, the dark green silk pooling in her hands. She stood, letting the dress hang from her fingers. The fabric seemed to drink the sunlight, and Klein's gaze was hopelessly drawn to it, to her.
She let the dress fall to the floor and closed the small distance between them. "Klein," she whispered. Her hands came up to rest on his chest, right over his rapidly beating heart. "Let's make a new memory. For our first night in our new home."
He didn't need any more encouragement.
His hands found her waist and pulled her against him as he lowered his head and captured her lips in a kiss. It was hungry and deep and passionate.
Still kissing, he lifted her effortlessly into his arms. Her legs wrapped around his waist as Klein carried her the few steps to their bed.
He laid her gently on the brand-new mattress, their lips never parting. But just as Klein's hands began to roam around her body, Audrey held onto him and rolled over.
Klein blinked up at her in surprise as she straddled his hips.
She leaned down with a predatory smile spreading across her lips. "Not so fast," she whispered. "Tonight, the rules are different. This is our home, and I want to make our first memory here... special."
Her gaze dropped, and she began to slowly unbutton his shirt. "Tonight," she continued, her voice dropping lower, "you're mine."
She undressed him with agonizing slowness. He felt a hot blush creep over his entire body. When he was completely naked, she leaned back, admiring her work.
"Perfect," she grinned mischievously. She quickly took off her own clothes, tossing them aside without a care. She crawled back over him, her bare skin against his.
She didn't kiss his lips. Instead, she started at his neck. Her mouth kissed and nipped her way down his chest, making him arch off the bed with a strangled gasp.
"Audrey..." He tried to put her hands on her to stop her, but something inside him told him not to. He remembered his 'punishment' back in the summer house. He remembered how aggressive Audrey was. With a soft moan, he surrendered himself to see this side of Audrey again.
Audrey's hands explored his body, learning the lines of his muscles, before one hand finally wrapped around his rigid cock.
"You're so sensitive," she murmured against his stomach, before her lips finally closed around his cock. Klein's mind went blank with pleasure. She controlled everything—the pace, the depth, the swirl of her tongue.
Slurp Slurp
She would bring him close to the edge only to pull away.
"Audrey, please..." he begged.
"Please what, my love?" she asked, her hot breath tickling his sensitive tip. "Tell me what you want."
"I want you," he gasped. "Please... I can't wait."
With a playful chuckle, she straddled him and teased him with her pussy. She slid back and forth, not letting his cock go inside of her.
"Mmmngh... Audrey..." Klein moaned. He tried to hold onto her sides to push himself inside her, but she grabbed his wrists and didn't let go.
"Eager, are we?"
She finally stopped teasing him and guided him inside of her.
"Ah~ Mmnn~ I love how it fills me up~"
"Mmnghh... Audreyyy~"
Audrey began to move. She started with a slow, grinding motion. Her hips circled deliberately as her pussy contracted against the long dick inside of her. She wanted him to feel every inch of her.
Klein's hands gripped the sheets. He watched her, completely mesmerized. Her golden hair fell around her shoulders. Her face was flushed with pleasure and control.
"Do you like this, Klein?" she asked.
"Y-Yes," he breathed out, the word was a desperate gasp.
Her smile widened. She leaned forward until her breasts brushed against his chest. Her nipples were hard. She increased the pace. She moved faster. Her body rose and fell upon his. The sound of their skin slapping together filled the room. It was a wet and steady rhythm.
Audrey leaned down and captured his lips. She kissed him deeply. Her tongue explored his mouth with the same confidence that her body dominated his. While they kissed, she moved even faster. Her hips pounded against him. Klein's back arched off the bed. He tried to meet her thrusts. He wanted to take control, but she wouldn't let him. She pressed him back down onto the mattress. Her movements became a frantic, desperate rhythm.
"Nnnghh—Klein!" she gasped against his mouth. Her inner walls clenched around him. The feeling was impossibly tight.
Klein felt her body tense above him. A powerful orgasm ripped through her. She threw her head back and screamed his name. Her tight walls squeezed his cock with an incredible force, but Klein managed to hold back his cock from ejaculating inside her.
She collapsed onto his chest, panting heavily. Her body was covered with sweat.
She lifted her head after a moment. Her emerald eyes were hazy with pleasure, but there was a spark of something igniting in them. She straightened up and looked down at his still-hard cock inside her.
"Don't you dare cum yet," she commanded. She slowly pulled herself off of him. She knelt on the bed beside him. "I'm not finished with you."
"What do you mean?" he asked, panting slightly.
A wicked smile played on her lips. "You have your little puppets, don't you?" she asked. "I want you to summon them. Four of them."
Klein's eyes widened in shock. He hesitated for a second.
"Now, Klein," she said. Her tone left no room for argument.
He obeyed and, with a single thought, summoned four figures. Each of them wore the face of Gehrman Sparrow and wore the same clothes. They each carried a Worm of Spirit, allowing Klein to transfer his powers and consciousness to them.
"Good," Audrey said with satisfaction. "Now, make them look like you."
How does she know I can do that to them?
Klein focused his thoughts, and the marionettes began to squirm and shift. Within seconds, four perfect copies of Klein stood around the bed. They all shared his lean, muscular body and his dark hair. They were all completely naked.
"So many of you," she said. Her eyes were wide with hunger. She lay back on the bed and spread her legs wide. "Come here," she ordered. "All of you."
The real Klein moved between her legs. He entered her wet pussy once again with a slow, deep thrust. Audrey moaned and wrapped her legs around his waist. At the same time, a second Klein knelt beside her and captured her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. A third Klein moved to her other side, and his mouth found her breast. He began to suck and tease her nipple.
"Hahnng~~ Yes~~" she cried out.
A fourth Klein knelt beside her legs and sucked on her clit while the real Klein's cock was still buried deep inside her. The fifth Klein simply caressed her body. His hands traced every curve. He whispered praises into her ear.
Audrey's mind shattered into a million pieces. It was a complete sensory overload. She felt Klein inside her. She felt Klein's tongue in her mouth. She felt Klein's lips on her breast and his tongue on her clit. She felt his hands everywhere. Every part of her body was being worshiped by him.
"Mmnghh~!" Moans escaped her lips without end.
The real Klein looked down at her. He saw the pure ecstasy on her face. Because he shared the senses of his marionettes, he could feel the softness of her lips, the taste of her skin, and the wetness of her pussy all at once. The pleasure was overwhelming.
"Faster," she screamed. Her voice was ragged.
All five Kleins obeyed. The real Klein pounded into her with a savage rhythm. The one at her mouth kissed her with more force. The one at her breast suckled harder. The one between her legs licked her with a frantic pace. The pleasure was too much. Her vision turned white.
"Klein!" she screamed. Her body convulsed violently as she orgasmed.
And just as Klein was about to cum, she pulled out his cock.
"Audrey?? Why..." he whimpered.
She pushed away the other Kleins and pushed the real him onto his back. Her body was still trembling from her orgasm, but her eyes were sharp and clear.
"I told you. I'm not finished." She looked down at him. "And you don't get to finish until I say so."
She gave him a quick, hard kiss. Then she got on top of him and ground against his throbbing cock. The real Klein groaned.
"Alright," she announced. "Let's try something new."
She pointed to one of the marionettes. "You. Come here." The marionette obeyed instantly. She lay on Klein's chest and invitingly raised her ass.
"You know what to do," she said.
The first Klein marionette moved behind her. It positioned its own hard cock near the entrance of her ass. Audrey took a deep breath. She reached down and guided the real Klein inside her pussy. At the same time, she guided the marionette into her ass. "Slowly," she said.
Both cocks slid into her at the same time.
"Nnngh!"
She was completely filled. It was a feeling of intense pressure. "Don't move," she ordered. She was still adjusting to the sensation.
The three other marionettes took their positions.
One moved to her mouth, pushing its cock between her lips. She swallowed it whole. The other two kneeled in front of her. Audrey, seeing their hard cocks, grabbed them both and started stroking them. She was completely surrounded. She was completely filled. Every hole was taken by a version of the man she loved. She let out a muffled moan around the cock in her mouth.
"Mmnnhng~Okay," she managed to say. "You can move."
They all began to move in perfect sync. The real Klein thrust into her pussy. The marionette thrust into her ass. The cock in her mouth moved in and out. And she stroked two dicks with her bare hands.
Her mind went blank. All she could feel was Klein. She felt him everywhere.
Klein himself felt everything. He felt the tight grip of her pussy around his own cock. He felt the incredible tightness of her ass. He felt the slick heat of her mouth. The sensory input of all the marionettes was immense. It was a miracle he could still think. He watched her body buck and squirm. He heard her muffled screams of pleasure.
"Klein! Klein!" she screamed around the cock in her mouth. She was close again.
"I can't... hold on... much longer," Klein grunted. The pleasure was too much for him as well.
"Mmhn~ Then don't," she commanded. "Everyone. Cum. Now!"
He couldn't hold it any longer and pumped his hot semen deep into her womb. The marionette in her ass did the same. The one in her mouth flooded her throat. The two she held in her hands covered her face and breasts with their white cum.
Audrey's body convulsed violently. A long, piercing moan of pure ecstasy escaped her lips even while having cum poured down her throat.
Then the marionettes dissolved into specks of light and vanished. The real Klein collapsed onto the bed. He was completely drained. Audrey fell forward onto his chest. Her body was still twitching from the aftershocks of her orgasm. They lay tangled together in the messy sheets. Their bodies were covered in sweat and cum. The room was silent except for their ragged gasps.
After a long moment, Audrey lifted her head. Her face was a mess. Her hair was stuck to her skin. But her eyes shone with pure satisfaction. She leaned down and gave him a slow, tender kiss.
Klein smiled. He had no energy to speak. He just wrapped his arms around her. He pulled her close. He felt utterly spent and completely cherished. She snuggled into his chest. She was a warm weight against him.
"Klein..."
"Mm?"
"You better be ready for another round. I didn't say we were finished yet."
"Huh?" Klein's face went pale.
...
In a noisy, crowded cafe in the heart of East Borough, the air thick with the smell of cheap coffee and fried sausages, a figure sat alone at a table. He stirred his coffee with a silver spoon.
He set the spoon down. On the table before him, two sugar cubes sat side-by-side. He gently picked them up and dropped them into his coffee.
A smirk formed on his face. "Hmm... should I pay them a visit? They look so happy right now, I'm sure they'll be delighted when they see me at the wedding."
The sugar cubes dissolved into the dark liquid without a trace. He finished the coffee in a single, slow swallow. He then stood up to leave and, as he turned toward the door, he casually adjusted a crystal monocle over his right eye.