Aqualina kneeled before Aether, who was sitting unsteadily on the small bath table, legs spread wide… revealing a big, throbbing bulge pressing tightly against his underwear.
The fabric strained as if it could barely contain him.
Aqualina gritted her teeth in frustration. This—this exact situation—was why she had tried to avoid getting involved tonight. And yet… here she was, again being dragged into this ridiculous mess. Her eyes flickered to Aether, who had a pained, drunk expression etched on his flushed face.
“It’s… it’s painin’ me, Aqua…” he slurred with a pitiful groan, his head tilting slightly as if even holding it up was a chore. His voice was hoarse, needy, and heavy with intoxication. The way he winced made her hesitate—was it hurting more than she’d assumed?
‘Those damn bitches must’ve done something to him,’ she thought angrily, a furious expression crossing her face.
Just what had they fed her Aether?
What the hell did they give him?
She clenched her jaw, biting back a thousand curses. “Make sure… do not touch me,” she warned sharply, her voice low and strict, glaring at him.
Her whole body screamed resistance. She didn’t want him to touch her—not like this.
Who knew what might happen if he did?
Taking in a deep, bracing breath, Aqualina reached forward, her fingers trembling slightly as she pulled down his pants and underwear in one smooth motion…
“Ugh, gods…” she muttered, wrinkling her nose in disgust the moment the murky, almost fermented scent hit her. There was a heavy trace of alcohol mixed into it—bitter and thick, like he’d been soaked in booze for days.
It was such a weird, unholy combination… and yet, his thick, veiny cock stood upright—proud and defiant as if it had finally broken free from some tight, torturous cage.
Aqualina swallowed hard, her throat tightening as heat coiled low in her belly. ‘No, stop it,’ she tried to reason with herself, but the way his swollen length throbbed in front of her… made it harder to ignore.
With a frustrated sigh, she tied her hair into a tight bun, grabbing a nearby scrub and preparing herself to clean him. But the moment the coarse texture touched his shaft—
“Ow—A-Ahh… nghh…” Aether flinched violently, his body jerking.
Aqualina blinked and pulled back, her heart racing. This place was too sensitive. She bit her lip, uncertain for a moment, then muttered under her breath, “…I’ll have to use my hands.”
Rubbing them with the slippery soap, she coated her palms and carefully reached forward, wrapping both hands around his cock. It was hot—so hot—and already twitching under her fingers.
“Hhiiisss… A-Aqua… oooh yeah…” Aether let out a strange, half-moan, half-hiss, his voice dragging with drunken bliss.
“C-Come on, don’t make it weird!” Aqualina snapped softly, cheeks already burning red.
She had done worse things before, but this… this felt entirely different.
She was just washing him—right?
Or was she actually helping him?
Or maybe… both?
She didn’t know anymore.
Her hands moved slowly, gently… then a bit faster, the soapy solution making the motion even slicker, even messier. It sloshed between her fingers as she stroked, glancing up to see Aether’s face—his lips parted, his head tilted back, eyes barely open, pleasure painted all over him.
“Aqua… mmm… Aqua… sweet sweet darlin’… yer hands… fuckkk…” he slurred with a shameless moan, drool glistening at the edge of his lips. “So good… keep goin’… faster… don’t stop… yeahhh…”
Aqualina’s heart raced as she watched him come undone under her touch. Her hands moved faster, stroking his thick shaft with slippery swirls. His groans—raw, drunk, and lewd—only added to the heat curling deep in her core.
Then, suddenly—
“W-Why… why is it growing bigger again?!” she whispered in shock as she felt his girth pulse and swell further in her hands, veins thickening, cock twitching violently with each stroke.
Aether was long lost to the pleasure. “Aqua… ya… ahh… d-don’t stop… it’s so warm… so hot… mmmh… your hands are magic…”
“A-Aether, shut up!” she hissed, cheeks burning as her hands automatically picked up speed. She couldn’t stop—his moans, his heat, his stiff pulsing length… it was too much, too intoxicating.
Then—
“Ahhh… fuckkk…!!” Aether groaned loud and raw, hips jerking forward.
“Shit!!” Aqualina gasped as thick, hot streams of cum erupted, spraying onto her face, cheeks, and even dripping down her neck. She froze, shocked and dripping with his release, staring at him with wide eyes.
Her expression twisted into disgust. “W-Why the hell did you do that?!” she growled, wiping her face with her trembling hand. But when she looked at Aether’s smug, pleasure-drunk face, not even a hint of guilt present…
‘Forget it!!’ she snapped inwardly and turned toward the sink, desperate to wash her face and get the sticky mess off.
Behind her, Aether slumped back, still panting, an intoxicated grin stretched across his lips. He blinked slowly—then his bleary eyes caught sight of Aqualina’s ass as she bent forward over the basin, scrubbing her face.
Aether stared… at the ass!
His cock twitched again, refusing to settle down.
“Mine…” he slurred, his drunken arousal surging again as he ogled the way her hips swayed.
Unaware of the dragon’s heated gaze behind her, Aqualina leaned over the sink, still furiously washing her face. Her wet nightgown clung tightly to her glistening skin, leaving nothing to the imagination. With every movement of her arms, her hips gently swayed side to side—sensual, unintentional, and hypnotic.
The thin fabric rode up just slightly with each motion, clinging tighter to her curves. The outline of her plump ass, round and perfect, pressed against the soaked material. Her panties—deep purple and barely covering her—had also turned sheer, revealing the faintest hint of her delicate asshole and the glistening lips of her pussy underneath.
Aether, still drunk and pulsing with lingering heat, stared like a beast entranced. His cock twitched again, his breath heavy. It was as if her body was singing a siren’s song, and he—like a snake—was drawn helplessly forward, his mind fogged with raw hunger.
“Yuck… it’s even stickier than before,” she muttered, groaning in annoyance. Her tone was sharp, her fingers scrubbing harder. “You’re going to pay for thi—”
And then—
“A-Ahh~!”
Aqualina gasped and moaned sharply when something warm and wet suddenly pressed hard against her ass. Her eyes flew wide, her hands gripped the edges of the sink basin, her breath catching.
“W-What the… A-Aether?!” she stammered, trying to turn, but—
“Shhh… mmmghhh… fuckin’ sweet…”
Aether had already buried his face into her ass, gripping her thighs with both hands and spreading her cheeks apart through the fabric. His breath was hot, desperate. He shoved his nose between her cheeks and inhaled deeply, moaning like an animal starved for her scent.
“N-No! W-Wait, that’s—ahh~!”
Her knees buckled slightly as he lifted her damp nightgown up and over her hips, revealing the full curve of her glistening backside. Her soaked panties clung to every dip and swell, leaving nothing to the imagination.
“Aqua…” he slurred thickly, voice husky and drunk with lust. “Yer ass… yer fuckin’ perfect… so warm… so sweet…”
She gripped the edge of the basin, knuckles turning white as she gasped when he dragged his tongue slowly over her clothed slit—trailing up between her cheeks and sucking right over her covered hole.
“D-Don’t do that… you’re drunk, this is—ahhhn~!” she moaned helplessly, biting her lip as his tongue traced circles on her entrance through the wet fabric, switching between her ass and the soaked line of her pussy.
The panties did little to stop him—if anything, the wet cloth only added to the teasing, turning every lick into a slippery, electrifying stroke.
Then—with a growl—he hooked his fingers under her waistband and pulled the panties down, letting them fall to her knees.
Aqualina let out a broken gasp as the cool air kissed her now-exposed ass and pussy, her slick folds already glistening from her earlier arousal.
“Looks like someone enjoyed before~” Aether said with a wicked tone, seeing those dripping lips… Aqualina’s face turned beet red!
“Aeth—ahh~!”
His tongue instantly plunged between the two soft mounds, licking and tasting like a starving man devouring a feast.
“A-Ahhnn~ no… don’t—” Aqualina’s voice cracked as her entire body trembled, her legs going weak. His tongue was dragging up her crack, hot and messy, flicking over her puckered little hole and then lower—teasing her slippery, throbbing pussy lips with lazy, wet strokes.
“~aannnFfffucckk~~!” She was moaning now, hips rolling back toward his mouth on instinct.
Aqualina clutched the basin tighter, her knuckles turning white. Her knees nearly buckled as she felt his tongue circle her tight bud, then plunge deeper, then lower—his lips sucking gently on her folds, teasing her swollen clit, then returning again to her ass.
“Y-You’re licking… both?! A-Ahh… nghh… n-not there…~ahhmm~dirrt~~ ahh~! D-Don’t!” she moaned, her voice betraying the way her body melted from the relentless pleasure. Her face was red, her breath shallow, and her thighs trembled with every obscene lick he gave her.
“Dirrtyyy… nghh… sweet lil’ ass… fuckkk… taste like heaven…” Aether mumbled drunkenly, his face completely buried, licking and slurping shamelessly as he switched between her asshole and her pussy, worshipping both with his mouth…. She already knew… Aether liked her asshole… when he teased her when they were together… so, of course she prepared her ass just in case!
But it was way too soon!!!!
“~mmff~” Aether growled into her ass, spreading her cheeks wider with his thumbs, tongue darting between her two holes—suckling her clit, swirling over her entrance, then plunging his tongue back to tease her tight rear again. His saliva mixed with her slickness, wet and hot and messy.
His tongue traced every inch of her, his hands gripping her hips firmly as he ground his face deeper into her soft, wet curves. The way he moaned against her… the sound of wet, messy slurping… the way her own body quivered uncontrollably under his tongue…
It was too much.
“Fuckin’ delicious…” he groaned. “Can’t get enough of yer sweet holes… Aqua, yer drivin’ me crazy…”
Her thighs trembled, body twitching with every flick of his tongue.
Her hips started to grind slowly back against his face, her ass pushing toward him, desperate, even as her mouth trembled, whispering broken protests mixed with lust-filled gasps.
“Aether… stop… s-so nasty… so wrong… ahh~ but… it feels… nghh~”
The more he devoured her, the more her moans deepened—soft and broken, filled with disbelief and reluctant desire. She was panting now, face flushed, her hips grinding against his mouth despite her words.
She gripped the sink harder, arms trembling, her back arching instinctively as her body gave in. Her legs parted just a bit more, hips tilted back—inviting, offering—despite the war raging in her head.
“D-Don’t… ahh—stop! I-I’m gonna… nghhh~!”
Aether didn’t stop.
His tongue pressed firmly against her bud, swirling in tight, wet circles before gliding down to lap hungrily at her folds. Then again, back up, even deeper this time, groaning into her as if addicted to her taste. His breath was hot against her soaked skin, drunk and horny and desperate.
“F-Fuck, no… not like—ahhhnn~!”
Her thighs quivered violently, her moans turning broken and high as her climax tore through her like a wave crashing onto the shore. Her body shuddered uncontrollably, her knees nearly giving out as her juices spilled freely, coating his mouth and chin.
Splash… Splash….
Water from the basin spilled over as her hands trembled, still clinging to the edge…. while nectar from her little sister flowed over Aether… both are at the same time…
She was in a daze—floating, overwhelmed, mind hazy and drowned in heat. This… this was the very reason she tried so hard to avoid him when he was like this. She was supposed to be angry.
She was supposed to stay in control.
Yet…
“!!!” Her breath hitched—sharp and sudden—when she felt something thick and hot press against her slick entrance.
She gasped and whipped her head around—only to see Aether… NO, His cock was fully twitched hard—flushed dark red at the tip, glistening with precum, throbbing as it slid slowly against her soaked pussy lips. Her arousal coated him, making every teasing grind hotter, wetter, more unbearable.
His smirk was lazy and drunk, crooked on his flushed face. He swayed slightly, body buzzing from both alcohol and desire.
“I still haven’t… hic… clam…!” he muttered, voice thick with lust.