Scumbag Fate System-Chapter 84: Another Round (1)

As they crossed past the door into her room, Sirin turned to face Reinhard.

A mischievous grin appeared on her lips, which made him chuckle at those familiar gleams in her eyes. Without warning, she placed her hands on his chest, giving a gentle but firm push.

Reinhard allowed himself to tumble backwards, his body sinking into the plush comforter of Sirin’s bed.

Sirin stood over him, a goddess in the moonlight streaming through her window. She licked her lips as her gaze roamed over Reinhard’s form. After taking in the sight of him sprawled across her bed. A soft and sultry laugh echoed from her throat as she shook her head in disbelief. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Look at you, lying there so handsome and tempting," she purred, crawling onto the bed and moving to straddle Reinhard’s hips. "You’re insatiable, you know that? We did this just last night, and here you are, ready for more already~"

"Says the one looking at me like I’m some meat."

"Oh? But you are though."

"When did I say-"

"When you consent to being my dessert for the night~" Sirin’s fingers found the bottom of his shirt before she slowly peeled the fabric up and off. She tossed the shirt carelessly to the side, leaving him bare from the waist up.

Sirin leaned down, her hair falling around them like a curtain as she began to place feather-light kisses along Reinhard’s collarbone. She traced the lines of his muscles with her lips and left trails of kisses over his chest. With each kiss, she inched her way up Reinhard’s torso, leaving a trail of warmth and desire in her wake.

Her lips brushed over one of Reinhard’s nipples, her tongue darting out for a teasing flick. Her smile grew when she felt him tremble before she moved on, not lingering but stoking the flames of his arousal. Sirin’s hands explored Reinhard’s chest, her fingers toying and tracing the lines of his abs with her nails.

"Fuck that feels go." Reinhard trembled, enjoying the faint grazing of her fingernails.

"I’m glad you’re enjoying it~"

Sirin continued her trail of kisses along the column of Reinhard’s throat. Her lips brushed over his pulse point, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath her mouth. She lingered there for a moment, pressing a particularly tender kiss to the spot before moving to capture Reinhard’s lips in a hungry kiss.

Sirin shifted to fully straddle Reinhard’s hips, her core pressed against the growing bulge in his pants. She began rubbing herself along his hardening length as she plundered his mouth with her tongue. Sirin’s hands gripped Reinhard’s shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as she held on, anchoring herself as she lost herself in the kiss.

Reinhard’s hands moved to grip Sirin’s ass, squeezing the firm globes and pulling her harder against him. He groped her ass and relished the way it felt beneath his touch. Reinhard’s hips bucked up to meet Sirin’s, seeking more of that delicious friction that she kept giving him.

"You’re lucky your teasing feels so good."

Sirin laughed, a musical sound that sent shivers down Reinhard’s spine. She broke the kiss, a string of saliva connecting their lips for a brief moment before she licked her way up to his ear.

Her voice was a breathless, teasing purr as she whispered. "Mmm, or you would punish me? How naughty Reinhard~ But if it’s you, I suppose I wouldn’t mind."

Sirin nipped at Reinhard’s earlobe before soothing it with her tongue. She continued her teasing words with a particularly hard grind of her hips. She could feel him throbbing beneath her, hot and hard and ready, and it made her own desire surge through her veins like wildfire.

"Fuck..."

Sirin’s eyes shined while her hands slid down Reinhard’s chest, her fingers toying with the waistband of his pants. Sirin’s eyes, dark and heavy-lidded with arousal, met Reinhard’s gaze as she slowly, teasingly popped the button of his fly.

"Well~ Should I help you with that? Or should we just take our time-"

Reinhard didn’t let Sirin finish as he gripped her hips and guided her to roll onto her stomach. Her body settled against the mattress, her breasts squishing against the soft fabric as she lay there, vulnerable and exposed. Sirin’s hair splayed out around her head like a dark halo, and her body was flushed with anticipation, ready and waiting.

Reinhard’s hands moved to Sirin’s waist, his fingers hooking into the waistband of her white shorts. With a smooth motion, he pulled the garment down, exposing the creamy expanse of her ass and the white lace of her panties. His fingers then found the delicate fabric of her panties, hooking into the waistband and pulling it to the side, exposing her most intimate area.

Sirin’s breath hitched as she felt the cool air caress her heated sex. "How impatient~"

"Whose fault is it?"

"It couldn’t be a little old me... Now could it~"

Sirin gave him a sly look while her pussy was already glistening with arousal, the pink folds swollen and ready for Reinhard’s touch. She bit her lip, her body trembling with anticipation as she felt the head of his cock pressing against her entrance.

With a slow thrust, Reinhard buried himself deep inside Sirin. Sirin cried out, her back arching as she felt him fill her so completely. Her body clenched around his invading cock, her inner muscles fluttering and squeezing as they adjusted to his size.

"Oh god, yes!" Sirin moaned, her voice a breathless, desperate cry. "That feels so good, Reinhard! Don’t stop, please don’t stop!"

Reinhard’s hands gripped Sirin’s hips tighter as he began to move, pulling back slowly before thrusting into her again. The wet sounds of their impact filled the room, the slap of skin against skin, the slick glide of his cock through her tight heat. Sirin’s body jiggled and bounced with each powerful thrust, her ass rippling as Reinhard’s hips drove into her.

Sirin’s moans grew louder, her voice a chorus of pleasure as Reinhard pounded into her from behind. Her fingers clawed at the sheets beneath her while her toes were curling. Reinhard continued his relentless assault on Sirin’s senses, his cock pistoning in and out of her tight, wet heat.

His hips moved with practiced ease, finding the perfect rhythm that had Sirin’s body trembling with pleasure. One of his hands reached around to her front, his fingers finding her clit and beginning to rub slow circles around it.

The other hand squeezed and kneaded Sirin’s ass. His fingers were digging into her supple globes that were so damn soft. The multiple stimulation of his cock filling her completely, his fingers teasing her clit, and his hands groping her ass was driving Sirin to the edge of her sanity.

Reinhard leaned down, his chest pressing against Sirin’s back as he brought his lips close to her ear. "How does my cock feel inside you, Sirin? Is it good? Does it make you feel as amazing as I think you do?"

Sirin gasped before her body shuddered as another wave of pleasure crashed through her. Her voice came out in a breathless, needy whimper, her words laced with subtle teasing.

"Mmm... it feels... really, really good... I can feel you stretching me out, filling me up completely~" She said before clenching her inner walls around his shaft, making Reinhard groan in response. "And I love how you take what you want from me. It’s so hot, Reinhard..."

Sirin’s hips pushed back against his, meeting him thrust for thrust, her body rocking in time with his. Her hand reached back, gripping his thigh and pulling herself even closer to him. The position had her ass rising up in the air, such a sight left him shivering in more pleasure.

Reinhard’s fingers continued teasing her clit, the friction driving Sirin wild. Her moans grew louder, more desperate as she felt her second climax building rapidly.

Her inner walls were clenching around his cock, her body preparing to clench down on him as her pleasure peaked.

"Oh god, Reinhard... I’m getting close... so close..." Sirin whimpered, her voice high and strained with need. "Don’t you dare stop!"