Chapter 132: Stupid Behaviour [1] [R-18]

Amon closed the door behind Sidney and looked at her.

She stood in the middle of his room wearing a short sleep shirt that barely reached mid-thigh.

Her black hair with orange highlights was slightly messy, as if she had been lying down before deciding to come over.

The soft light from the hallway lamp still clung to her bare legs.

"What are you doing?" Amon asked, keeping his voice low.

Sidney raised a finger to her lips again. "Mother’s asleep. I checked."

She stepped closer. The distance between them disappeared in two quiet steps.

Amon could smell the faint scent of her shampoo and the warmer scent of her skin.

Amon formed a mana thread before throwing it at Sidney, ensnaring her in his trap and bringing her in his arms.

Sidney took in a deep breath when her body collided with his own.

"What happened between you and Ambrosia?" Amon asked softly, placing his hand on her ass.

"It’s nothing." She replied gently, holding back her moan. "Mom, just thinks I have crush on you."

Amon let out a soft chuckle as everything began to make sense. "...I see."

"I couldn’t sleep," she said. "I kept thinking about earlier."

Amon rested his hands on her waist. The thin fabric of her shirt did nothing to hide the heat of her body. "About what?"

"About you." She stretched up and kissed him.

Amon kissed her back, one hand sliding up her back while the other stayed on her hip.

Sidney’s lips parted and her tongue brushed against his.

The soft sound of their mouths meeting filled the quiet room.

She pressed herself fully against him, soft breasts flattening against his chest through the thin shirt.

When they finally pulled apart both of them were breathing a little faster.

"We can stop if you want," Amon said softly. "Ambrosia is still at home."

Sidney shook her head. A determined little spark appeared in her eyes. "I don’t want to stop."

’...Then who am I from stopping you?’

Amon kissed her again, harder this time.

His hands slid under the hem of her sleep shirt and pushed it upward.

Sidney lifted her arms so he could pull it off completely.

She wore nothing underneath. Her bare breasts pressed against him the moment the shirt was gone.

Amon’s hands moved to cup them, thumbs brushing over the already tight nipples. Sidney’s breath hitched into his mouth.

"You’re already this sensitive," he murmured.

"Only when it’s you."

He walked her backward until the back of her knees hit the bed.

Sidney sat down, then scooted further onto the mattress.

Amon followed, kneeling between her open legs.

He leaned down and took one nipple into his mouth, sucking slowly while his hand worked the other.

Sidney’s fingers slid into his hair. Soft, helpless sounds left her throat.

"Amon... that feels really good."

He switched sides, giving the other breast the same careful attention.

At the same time one hand trailed down her stomach and between her thighs.

She was already wet. His fingers slid through her folds and then pushed inside her easily. Sidney’s hips lifted to meet them.

When he was finally sure that the build-up was terminated, using his thumb, he flicked her little button.

"You’re dripping," he said against her breast.

"Whose fault is that?" she managed, voice shaky.

Amon curled his fingers and stroked the sensitive spot inside her while his thumb rubbed slow circles over her clit.

Sidney’s breathing turned short and uneven.

Her thighs trembled on either side of his hand.

He kept the rhythm steady, watching her face the entire time.

"I’m close," she whispered.

"Then cum."

He pressed a little harder with his thumb and curled his fingers again.

Sidney’s back arched. A broken moan left her as she came around his fingers, walls pulsing tightly.

Amon worked her through it until the shaking slowed, then slowly pulled his hand away.

Sidney looked up at him with hazy eyes. "Your turn."

She pushed him onto his back and climbed over him, turning around so her hips hovered above his face while she faced his cock.

The position left her completely open to him.

Amon didn’t waste the chance. He gripped her thighs, pulled her down, and dragged his tongue through her soaked folds.

Sidney gasped, then wrapped both hands around his cock and took him into her mouth.

The wet heat of her tongue slid along the underside as she sank lower.

At the same time Amon licked her with long, deliberate strokes, occasionally pushing his tongue inside her.

The dual sensation made both of them moan.

Sidney’s saliva ran down his shaft while her own wetness coated his chin.

She tried to keep a steady rhythm, but every time he focused on her clit her hips jerked and her mouth grew sloppier.

"You’re getting better at this," Amon said between licks.

Sidney pulled off just long enough to answer.

"I’ve had a good teacher." Then she took him deeper again, humming around him.

Amon rewarded her by sucking her clit between his lips and flicking it with his tongue.

Sidney came a second time with a muffled cry around his cock, thighs shaking on either side of his head.

He kept licking her through it until she finally lifted her hips, too sensitive to continue.

She turned around, still breathing hard, and straddled his waist.

Her wet pussy rested directly against the hard length of his cock.

She rolled her hips slowly, sliding along him without taking him inside yet.

"I want you," she said, looking down at him.

Amon’s hands settled on her bare ass, squeezing the soft flesh. "Then take me."

Sidney reached down, wrapped her fingers around him, and guided the tip to her entrance.

She sank down just enough for the head to push inside.

Both of them exhaled at the sudden heat and pressure.

She paused there, adjusting, before slowly lowering herself further.

Inch by inch she took him until she was fully seated, hips pressed flush against his.

Her walls fluttered and clenched around the sudden fullness.

Sidney leaned forward, hands braced on his chest, and looked him in the eyes.

"Amon..."

He reached up and brushed a strand of damp hair from her face.

"I’ve got you," he said. "We can go as slow as you need."

Sidney smiled, small and genuine, as she stayed fully seated on Amon, hips pressed flush against his.