Chapter 86 - Happy Morning [R18 - P2]

Chapter 86: Chapter 86 - Happy Morning [R18 - P2]

Carrying her away from the wall while still buried deep inside her, Vincent marched across the room toward his mother’s vanity desk. With one quick sweep of his arm, he cleared aside the brushes and bottles onto the carpeted floor before setting Natasha down on the edge of the desk.

Natasha leaned back on her elbows and spread her knees wide. "Do it, V... do whatever you want. Mess me up~"

Vincent gripped the edge of the desk for leverage, stood between her thighs, and began a shallow-to-deep pacing that rattled the table.

*SMACK~!* *SMACK~!* *SMACK~!*

"Ahn! Ahn! V! V! It’s too much... a-hhn! But... Don’t stop~! You’re pounding me so hard!"

While hammering into her, her pussy’s wetness pooled on the wood of the desk, dripping down the surface, and onto the carpet in thick drops as her high-pitched moans filled the entire room.

"You said you needed this! You said you needed to feel me, right?!"

"I DO~! I DO~! DON’T STOP! A-HHNN!"

Driven by the overwhelming heat, they tumbled off the desk together and sank down onto the soft carpet.

When they hit the ground, Vincent dropped to his knees behind her and Natasha rested on her forearms for support while her hips raised high in the air for him. She looked over her shoulder and pleaded:

"V... please... Come~"

Not making her wait, he lined himself up from behind and shoved all the inside of her in one go, pinning her torso down onto the carpet while his hands grabbed her hips.

*SQUELCH~!*

"AHNNN~!"

*PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP~!*

The rug absorbed the sound of their knees, but the sound of their bodies colliding was louder than ever. Vincent slammed into her from behind with wild, animalistic ferocity. His pelvis constantly smacked against her soft, round ass as he drove her toward the absolute brink of ecstasy.

"V! I’m close! I’m so close! Take me back to the bed... finish me on the bed~!"

Driven by her desperate plea, he lifted her once more and carried her hot body back across the room to the master bed.

He threw her onto the center of the mattress and hovered over her. Natasha immediately opened her arms, pulling him down into one final embrace as he buried himself to the edge inside her.

"Together, Nat..."

"Together... Fill me, V~ Today is safe... Give it all to me~"

Vincent pounded her at the fastest and hardest pace of the morning. His hips became a blur of raw, unadulterated lust.

*PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP~!*

The wet skin-on-skin noises were a continuous ocean of slick friction and burning passion.

*SQUELCH-SLAP~!* *SQUELCH-SLAP~!* *SQUELCH-SLAP~!!*

"AAHHHHH~! Ahn~! Ngah~! Mmmf~! Haahn~! AHHHN~!" Natasha’s entire body went rigid. She threw her head back as a beautiful scream of utter surrender tore from her chest.

Her internal walls contracted in a relentless spasm, squeezing and milking his cock with unimaginable pressure as her pussy detonated in an overwhelming squirt.

Feeling her walls clamp down on him while she flooded his cock with her squirt, Vincent felt a shiver run down his spine as he reached his absolute limit. He drove his hips forward one last and buried himself as deep into her womb as physically possible.

SMACK!

"FUCK– I’m cumming–!"

He let go and flooded her pussy with thick pumps of his semen.

Natasha clung to his back for dear life with her legs wrapped tight around his waist and her body shivering violently as she swallowed every single drop of his seed.

Once he finally finished, she let out small, whimpering sighs against his neck, completely spent, completely conquered, and filled to the absolute brim.

...

The room slowly settled into a peaceful quiet, save for the sound of their synchronised, heavy breathing.

Vincent collapsed forward gently, careful not to crush her with his weight, resting his head in the crook of her neck while remaining deep inside her. The ambient blue and red sparks they emitted slowly faded, leaving only the soft light filtering through the curtains.

Natasha’s arms wrapped gently around his back, her fingers running gently stroking his brown hair. She let out a contented sigh as her heart fluttered happily against his chest.

"Mmm... Now that... was a welcome home."

"Hahaha... For a minute, I was scared we were about to break the wall."

"Worth it. You have no idea how much I needed that, V. My body was starving for you."

"I missed you too, Nat," Vincent whispered softly as he brushed a strand of red hair from her face. "More than you know."

A tender expression lit up on Natasha’s face. She pulled him down for one last sweet kiss before Vincent pulled out of her and she rested her head comfortably against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.

He let the quiet linger for a moment, savoring the simple comfort of having her in his arms again before finally addressing the crucial question that had been weighing on his mind ever since her unexpected arrival.

"... Nat?"

"Hmm?"

"About your mission on Earth. Did you, the Old Man, and Dee manage to track down the god responsible for blocking my way back home?"

At the mention of the mission, Natasha’s warm mood settled down. She let out a tired sigh and closed her crimson eyes.

"....." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

She stayed completely silent. At her silence, Vincent’s heart sank into his chest. His grip on her waist tightened as he braced himself for bad news, assuming the worst.

Then, a mischievous smirk broke across Natasha’s face.

She opened one eye to look at him and chuckled softly at his tense expression. "We found him, V. And we fixed the problem... sorta. Basically, you’re finally free to return to Earth whenever you want."

"Really?! Oh shit!"

Overjoyed, Vincent wrapped his arms tightly around her and showered her face, jaw, and lips with a sudden barrage of kisses! "Haha! You’re amazing! Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

"N-Ngah! V, stop! That tickles! Ahahaha!" Natasha laughed happily as she squirmed under his affectionate onslaught.

While holding him off with her hands, she casually added, "By the way... Deina and the Old Man are actually downstairs in the living room right now. They’re waiting to fill you in on all the technical details."

"Wait... WHAT?!"

Natasha giggled mischievously again, not looking the least bit repentant.

"They’re downstairs?! Why didn’t you say anything before we got... frisky?!"

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him back down for a quick kiss. "I didn’t care. I wanted you all to myself first. They can wait."

"Unbelievable. Come on, let’s wash up before they think we forgot about them."

After a quick wash-up, the two changed into comfortable, loose-fitting white clothing and stepped down the grand staircase together hand-in-hand.

When they reached the main living room, the lighthearted mood between them instantly shifted.

From behind the sofa, Vincent noticed his mother’s shoulders trembling as she cried softly into a handkerchief. Beside her sat Deina, who was gently rubbing Maribelle’s back with a comforting smile on her face.

Panic surged through his chest. He quickly rushed across the room and dropped to one knee in front of her. "Mama, what’s wrong?! Did something happen?! Why’re you crying?!"

*Sniff* "Hahaha. No, baby... nothing bad. Look..." Wiping her eyes, she tearfully gestured at her lap.

Vincent looked down. Resting on his mother’s lap was a thick photo album. Its pages were filled with childhood pictures of Vincent and his younger sister, Katherine, from their years growing up back on Earth.

"Well, well, well. Look who finally decided to come down. Good morning, Little Bird..." Deina greeted him shyly.

"Dee... Hey, morning. Where did you manage to get this?"

"While we were on Earth, your precious ’Dada’ handed it over to me, hehehe. He asked me to deliver it safely to your mom so she could see how you two grew up."

Maribelle laughed through her happy tears as she turned to a page that showed a five-year-old Vincent missing a tooth and covered in mud. "Oh, look at him~ He was such a handsome little troublemaker... my baby..."

Realising his mother needed a private moment to process her overwhelming emotions with the album, Vincent gave her hand a gentle squeeze before standing up.

"Hey guys. Do you mind if we move this discussion outside," he suggested quietly to Deina and Natasha. "Let’s give her some space."

Together, they stepped out through the back glass doors into the sunlit patio of the backyard.

Near the edge of the garden pond, the former Way-Guide stood with his hands tucked behind his back and laughing quietly. Meanwhile, Eugene was waddling around the old man’s feet, waving his tiny claws and screaming at the top of his lungs.

"IT’S BULLSHIT AND YOU KNOW IT! Look at me! I’m supposed to be a majestic, terrifying, gold hoarding, princess gathering, dragon of doom! Why am I stuck as a tiny green lizard?! I can barely fly ten feet forward without getting tired! Give me an adult’s dragon body now!"