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The aroma was familiar to the cloaked figure, who stood in his place as the woman wandered in the cabinet again.
The sound of footsteps paddling on the bare ground as she walked in, her aroma overtaking the smell of the candlelight in the corner.
Her staff stumbled around as she walked. She hummed softly, sweat clinging to her forehead. She stretched herself and placed her delicate staff as she sat down on a chair.
"One cup of water please," she said, placing a coin on the table for the person who served her the cup.
The covered man looked at her, his eyes lingered down as she judged the water down, her throat bobbing as she did, some of the water slipped from the cup, her chin became wet from it.
It glossed her face, making the man blush at her, and he swallowed down his nervousness by looking at his cards.
" Thank you, I appreciate it," she says softly, her eyebrows arching in shyness, she was far sweeter than that scent, The covered figure was familiar to her.
Too familiar, but he felt her stir and looked his way making him flinch and pretend he didn't see her.
But she sighed and walked up to him, tapping his shoulder with her frail and wrapped finger.
"Excuse me.. I saw you earlier"
He hummed in response.
"You remember me! White lily cookie.. I'm sorry to bother you but.." she bit her lip in anxiety, she was very nervous, alone in this place, he nodded to her not uttering a word.
She stilled for a second, silent and unmoving, but she sat near him, looking at his scared hands, cracked almost.
"If you don't mind me asking.. what fortune did you provide to Pure vanilla cookie?"
"Ah." he finally uttered, placing his hand on the cards, playing with them, and pulling the joker.
"I only gave him what awaits him, as I know what will happen."
She stayed silent her eyes widened in surprise.
"Who are you then? You aren't just a normal civilian are you?” the man huffed out a small gasp, it was breathy and raspy but he didn't answer her question.
She waited for him to, waited and waited till he got up and went out of the door.
She followed him, her staff making her presence known by the stumping of it as she followed the figure.
He grunted at her, he knew this girl was always seeking him, wanting to know more of him as if she tried to let him know of herself.
Always so secretive about where he loathed it, he wanted to know her like the friends they were despite their differences.
He stops in his tracks while she panted at him, holding her staff as a weapon pointed right at him.
“Tell me who you are!” she shouted this time, but He can smell her fear to which he chuckled at, always so worried and scared it makes him feel
“Oh my sweet flower, I'm hurt you don't recognize me.” he smiled at her, and his hand guided to his hood, slowly removing it.
White Lily gasped, her staff fell to the ground, and she stumbled staring at the man.
Of course, the man only chuckled, he was… pure vanilla?
White Lily's heart stopped in its tracks, looming over the face of the man she loved, his eyes now barely had light that always engulfed her, making her shake in how different he looked.
“Shocking isn't it?” he said, disappointed to see a reaction from her, he thought that out of anyone she would understand him. Love him the same, but no, he was a shell of his former self, nothing in comparison to how he used to be.
White Lily's mouth ran dry, feeling ashamed, almost far too ashamed of her actions.
“Yes of course it is.. Pure Vanilla—-”
“ truthless recluse.” He interrupted her, his face shifting into shame, he felt like he was not himself, and to Lily, he must have looked like a wreck.
" I am not who you think I am anymore."
She slowly walked up to him, her hands reaching for his face, "I see then.. I understand.." but a tear slipped by, she could see the cracks not only on his body, but his heart.
His eyes widened at her, but her thumb stroked his face, gently as if he were a wounded dove in her palms, she ached looking at him, at every scrape of his face she could see how much he had changed.
" But how.. how did this happen.. I.." she sniffled out her cry " I swear I.. I saw you just fine earlier."
He scoffed, feeling pity for her " I was, maybe a bit too well.. but that's what happens when you are in the beast's mouth”
She melted down, her tears turning into crying, and hugged him close to her while he only looked at her and his heart leapt out of his mouth, as she cried holding onto his body, so tightly he felt that at any moment he would crack under her strong grip.
“I'm sorry!” she cried out, one after the other, tearing at her hair and muttering how sorry she was, how much she could have been there for him, there to take him under her and protect him.
Like how he had in the past.
He paused, a slight heat in his face came through making him blush at her, saying it so casually was.. weird, he had never heard her talk to him like that.
“ I failed you..” she whispered, her pink teary eyes now directed right at him, her soft hues made him shudder, and brought his face closer to hers making her flinch slightly.
She leaned in, she was the one to plant a passionate and quick kiss filled with deep desire, and love, filled with the tingling of teary eyes through the kiss.
Truthless went and held her closer, deepening the kiss, leaving them both breathless and needy.
White Lily blushed and her eyebrows arched down at it, as their mouths kept pressing against one another, soft saliva connecting from their lips.
They slowly sat down, white Lily’s lips moving against his once more.
She shivered at the feeling of his hand rising to her waist, she felt his cold hand rising her back to where she melted and moaned into his mouth.
She broke the kiss gasping for air, where she grumbled at the feeling of his lips slowly reaching her shoulder, leaving small love bites, a reminder for her giving herself to him like this.
“ Pure vanilla cookie…” she whimpered out, slightly biting her lip to hide her moans, his hands went to her shawl, untying it as he bit down on her shoulder causing her to gasp.
“ That's not my name sweet thing.”
She slowly fluttered her eyelashes “ truthless..” he was satisfied by her response.
“ Does that feel good?” truthless chuckled at her as his hands grasped her breast, moving her dress off of her as he did, revealing her bare dress she shivered as she felt the cold breeze against her.
White lily moaned out “ yes!..” Her face reddened at the feeling of his finger pressing on her nipple, stroking and caressing it in his palms.
“ You look beautiful,” he uttered with a smirk on his face, seeing her so weakly clinging to him like a lustful slut, but he tilted his head down and took her nipple in his mouth.
She moaned out loudly at the sensation, the feel of his warm tongue against her chest, tugging on his hair with her frail fingers.
He softly licked it, pressing his lips closer and his hand playing with her other breast, caressing it.
He finally let her nipple free, causing her to moan out a slight gasp at it, but he placed her down on the grass, and he grabbed her legs up.
“ I.. I don't think we can do that, as much as I want to we don't have lube”
“ We don't need that,” he whispered, making her raise her eyebrows, he kissed from her knee to her thigh, she flinched at the soft lips, he rubbed her thigh, his hands moving to her bare thigh.
Truthless snickered, “You seriously don’t wear panties?” She bit her lip in embarrassment, and she breathed in and out as his hands rubbed her wet folds.
She shook “ Ah!—Truthless!!.” Her eyes widened at his finger pressing on her clit, the cold hand made her flinch her legs wider for him.
She felt his laugh against her thigh, softly biting into the thick skin, causing her to arch her back as he slipped his finger inside of her.
She yelped at it but he waited for her to adjust to it first, placing kisses on her belly, she softly giggled, it reminded her how much he had always been mindful of her.
But they never went this far.
But he moved his head down toward her pussy, placed a lick against her clit making her moan.
“Um—Truthless!!.” White lily turned her head to hide her flustered expression, as his tongue licked and swirled on her pussy, she grabbed onto his hair, heaving as he slowly moved his finger in her hole.
She heaved, her heart fluttering at the pleasure she was experiencing, making her shake, and her legs trembling.
He slowly added another finger resulting in her squealing, her hand tightening her hold on his hair making him growl at the feeling but he dove back in on her pussy like it was his first meal.
Her breasts slightly bounced as he manhandled her with his other arm holding her in her place.
“Please!! More!—” White lily squirmed under him more, and he pushed another one inside, he trusted his fingers faster, as she kept wailing at it, asking for more and more.
A tear slipped down her cheek, her eyes glossy and full of passion.
She squirted unannounced on his fingers, making Truthless laugh at her and how much this must have affected her, she heaved, her mouth opening and closing for air.
White Lily felt embarrassed, the way he stared at her made her hide her face in her hands.
He slowly got up from his spot between her legs, he took hold of her waist and turned her around arching her back up.
She squealed and her eyes widened at him.
“Don’t worry, sweet things.” Truthless’ voice sent shivers down her spine, he lifted his gown, revealing his hard cock, he pressed it against her hole.
She whimpered and wiggled against his tip, and he groaned at the sensation before he held her hips, and pushed his length inside making her cry out in surprise.
“ Oh!!—uh!” she sighed and melted onto the soft grass, he growled at how tight she was but stayed as she wiggled around trying to get used to it.
He was huge, it felt as if she was being engulfed by him, but she whined as he whispered sweet praises and touched her breast, softly pinching her nipple making her moan.
“ Truthless.. You can move!—” she yelled out, sweat clinging to her forehead, as he pulled out and thrusted back in, making her arch her back, and her legs trembling.
Skin against skin slaps, it felt weird to Lily, the pleasure made her forget about the burning sensation of how rough his hips were pressing and slapping against her ass, she mumbled out moans, gasps as she clung to the grass underneath her.
“ pathetic.” he whispered onto her skin, he pressed onto her harder, making her squeal out his name once more “ it’s only been.. what? a few hours since you last saw the old me? and yet you are here whining and gasping for sex?” he tusked, holding her shoulder pressing her against the ground.
“—I just!—Ah— I missed you!” she moaned out, not a good excuse, she has no shame in her lustfulness, he knows of her origin but he laughed at her, his hand went to her hair.
He trusted faster, almost reaching his climax, he pulled on her hair, bringing her face up, she cried out at the sensation, the feeling of pleasure engulfing her.
Her eyes rolled in the back of her head as she felt butterflies in her stomach swirling till it erupted as she squirted from the amount of slaps against it made her yell out “ Truthless!!! OhAh!!—“
He groaned at her, he quickened, sweaty skin against another made him feel his stomach tightening, and he was nearing his release.
He growled as he pushed in and out of her, harder and faster, he could see the way her ass was red from the amount of slaps.
She cried at the stimulation of her pussy, she cried for him to finish inside.
He groaned in response before he felt himself finish inside, pumping her full of his seed.
Her back relaxed, her breath caught in her throat before turning her head, her eyes glossy and her pink eyes shaping into a heart from the craving.
“Round two?..” she whimpered out causing Truthless to be flustered this time.