Chapter 215

Chapter 215: Chapter 215

"What happened to your eyes?" Asael was the one to ask.

Ruoxi wrenched his gaze away from Dulce’s face; for a moment, he had caught a flash of the rapturous expression on his face. "What?" He asked coldly.

Asael’s question caught the attention of the entire table. Dulce had gotten too accustomed to them and forgot to point out the changes, while the others were just noticing for the first time, both having their attention on Dulce the entire time.

"They’re back to normal," Asael said flatly; if Ruoxi didn’t even know of it, then he wouldn’t be getting an explanation.

Ruoxi silently placed a hand on his face, long fingers splayed over a dark pink eye, saying nothing.

He paid no attention to the meal on the table, craving something else entirely. After enduring a while of fiddling with his silverware, he rose to his feet.

Dulce looked up when he did, the quiet question in his eyes getting answered when Ruoxi picked him up from his chair.

"I’m tired, let’s go to sleep." Ruoxi lied without remorse, taking the Vampire away with him.

Disgruntlement swept through the table, but they had agreed to the arrangement, so no one made any move to stop him.

Ruoxi carried the Vampire to his room, which had already been cleaned up during dinner, heading right for a mirror. He placed Dulce on his feet but kept the Vampire close as he stared at his reflection in the mirror.

Painfully familiar eyes stared back at him, for a moment they felt foreign, forced to grow accustomed to his gold eyes. His mark appeared briefly, and he couldn’t quite say how he felt when he saw it was still golden.

"Are you alright?" Dulce asked quietly, staring up at Ruoxi as the Demon appraised himself in the mirror behind him.

Ruoxi moved his gaze to the Vampire in his arms, a smile playing over his lips. For the first time, the expression touched his eyes, pulling Dulce close so that they were pressed flush against each other.

"I am." He spoke in a low voice infused with warmth. "You’ve never drunk from me before," He continued, tipping Dulce’s jaw so they could stare into each other’s eyes.

Dulce thought of the other Demons; the blood of Demons was incredibly potent, complete with side effects. "There’s no need to," He demurred, never having been offered blood this generously before.

"But I want you to," Ruoxi murmured, encasing Dulce in his arms.

Dulce couldn’t say no, it would only provide him with benefits. He knew that Ruoxi’s blood was equally an aphrodisiac, but that was hardly any different from kissing the Demon.

Ruoxi claimed Dulce’s lips in a kiss, slowly guiding them to the bed. He lost his unbelted robe before they got on the bed, sitting with his back to the headboard so that Dulce could straddle him.

He swept his gaze over Dulce, hunger and darkness swirling in the pink depths. "Don’t hold back," His voice dropped even lower, a tad breathless.

Dulce was a little restricted because of the robes he wore, it was cinched tightly around his small waist, emphasizing his straight shoulders and the soft swell of his ass.

He placed his hands on Ruoxi’s bare chest, sitting on the Demon with his legs pressed together because of the robes he wore. "I don’t need so much blood," He reminded, sweeping his hands up to his shoulders and up the sides of his neck.

"Indulge me."

The low demonic notes rumbled through Dulce’s body, making his breath hitch. With his pale hair swept to the side, he lowered his head to Ruoxi’s neck, gently biting down.

The sharp sting from the Vampire’s fangs breaking his skin shot right to Ruoxi’s shaft, leaving behind a tingling sensation as Dulce sucked on his neck.

Dulce softened in the Demon’s arms at the taste of his blood, the Incubus was barely different from a flower, the taste of lotus filling his mouth. He ended up drinking down more than he intended to, blood drinking was merely perfunctory, this was the first time he had actually enjoyed the taste of it.

He had to forcefully wrench away from Ruoxi’s neck, his heavy eyes a saturated red, they looked vibrant against his flushed, pale skin. Dulce fell breathlessly against Ruoxi, it didn’t burn like the fire of Caedos’ blood, but the arousal that swept through him sent him reeling.

Ruoxi wiped off the droplets of blood on his neck with a hand, bringing his bloodied fingertips to his tongue. He was visibly pleased, the puncture wounds on his neck already healed.

Dulce clumsily fumbled for the ties around his waist; Cubi Demon blood was an incredibly potent aphrodisiac, and he had drunk so much of it. His entire body pulsed to the beat of his heart, his member already hard enough to drip.

Ruoxi watched the Vampire fumble with his belt for a moment, entertained. He paused when Dulce glanced up at him, the Vampire’s eyes drooped heavily, intoxicating warm breaths spilling out of his parted lips.

Dulce gave up on taking off his robe and threw his arms around Ruoxi’s neck, kissing the Demon with a sensual abandon that was completely unlike him.

Wanton moans escaped the desperate kiss, Dulce squirming from the rush of maddening heat. It wasn’t the kind that burned through his veins and lit fire to his skin, but rather one that made his hardness tremble, his softened hole tingling.

Ruoxi let Dulce lead the kiss, the Vampire tasted like melted dew, warmth emanating off him. He smiled into the kiss, letting Dulce take out his hunger on him.

Dulce soon fell away from the kiss, his face buried in his neck as the Vampire stiffened in his arms and then shuddered, his muffled moans interspersed with sobs.

Ruoxi’s smile only grew wider as he slipped his hand under Dulce’s robe, "Why didn’t you ask me to help?" He asked softly, humor threading his words.

Dulce whimpered when Ruoxi’s warm hand squeezed his sticky member, jolting against him again after only getting stimulated for a short time.

He caught Ruoxi’s wrist when Demon kept rubbing him, lifting his head from his neck to reveal a lustful expression on his flushed face. With a hand braced on Ruoxi’s steady shoulder, he wordlessly tugged away the hand tormenting him.

Ruoxi let his hand be pulled away, placing it on the Vampire’s ass, over his robe. He parted Dulce’s robe and made the Vampire fully straddle him; this brought them even closer, Dulce’s limp member staining his pants with the last of the pearlescent liquid still clinging to his angry red tip.

Dulce had released twice in a short time, yet his body was still completely unsatisfied, the heat rippling through him. It made him undulate against Ruoxi even as he tried to recover from his orgasms, unwittingly rubbing his hypersensitive member against the fine silk of the clothes the Demon wore.

"Ruoxi... Ruoxi... R-Ruoxi," He mumbled mindlessly, clinging tightly to him.

"Hmm?" Ruoxi hummed, he could listen to Dulce chant his name all night long; he dug his fingers into the soft swell of his ass, grinding up against him.

They were separated by a single piece of cloth, but it only heightened the pleasure, Dulce quavering from a third orgasm a short while later. His flushed face was wet with tears, completely rid of the ability to speak. He wanted to weakly put some distance between them but was held fast.

Ruoxi pressed a kiss to the shell of Dulce’s ear, biting down on his earlobe. "Does it feel good?" He murmured, deftly undoing the ties of Dulce’s robe with a single hand.

Dulce blinked away tears, staring up at Ruoxi with a completely dazed expression, drunk on pleasure.

The lapels of the robe falling apart as the belt was loosened revealed the Vampire’s flushed chest to him, trailing a hand to his hot, twitching hole as he lowered his head to bite down on his delicate collarbones.

Dulce flinched when two fingers were thrust into him, shivering next at the overwhelming pleasure that swept through him when they curled into his sensitive bundle of nerves, lazily massaging his prostate.

Dulce pressed his back of his hand to his lips, shaking from the combined pleasure of getting his chest kissed as well. He orgasmed on a loud cry of Ruoxi’s name, barely able to sit upright.

Ruoxi tilted the limp, quivering Vampire to rest his upper body against him, lifting him with ease to fill him up with his sopping wet shaft.

Dulce took him in to the hilt easily, his moans strangled as he clawed at his back. He had sat down heavily on Ruoxi’s hardness, the outline of the Demon’s member visible through the delicate skin of his stomach.

He convulsed with his umpteenth orgasm as he was impaled on the Demon’s shaft, his spasming organ constantly dripping white now.

Ruoxi fucked him right through it, feeling the Vampire tighten wildly around him, his debauched expression intoxicating.