Angelo smirked as he hugged her from behind, gently blowing on her neck. “I’ve had my eye on you all night…and now you are mine~” He licked her neck slowly, carefully touching her breasts.
Forte blushed extremely red. She didn’t know that Angelo was a horny drunk; she just wanted him drunk. She had suffered through seeing him with multiple women. She knew he never had any luck; so, she thought it was time for her to make the next move. She was tired of waiting. “Angelo-kun…” she moaned softly as he abruptly turned her around and pinned her to the wall.
“I want you…” He stared into her eyes, kissing her on the lips, touching her. He quickly undid the ties of her dress, letting it fall on the floor. “Forte…”
Somehow, this scene was wrong, for some reason.
But to rewrite it...
“A-Angelo..?” Forte gasped, leaning back into strong arms as hands came to fondle her breasts from behind. She was still sober, but the alcohol had yet to run into her system. Her mind was getting confused from all that was suddenly happening on this night. She felt his tongue, raspy from the drink he had earlier, lick along the side of her neck and drawing circles on a sensitive spot he found there.
However, her mind surrendered.
She had her feelings for the man.
She moaned his name needily into his ear as he pushed her abruptly on the wall, ravishing the bare lines and pale skin of her neck. His hands was undoing the zipper of her dress on her rear, his lips still sucking on spots he found on the juncture of her neck. Forte, on the other hand, was making do of his tie until Angelo rubbed his knee into her groin, giving him a wanton moan. The black velvet dress fell to the ground, giving him a clear view of her red lace bra with matching panties.
He could feel his pants tightening at the scene before him.
Forte, this time, decided to play the part of the innocent virgin, in which she was already was.
“S—Stop staring...d-do you l-like what you see?” she stuttered a bit, a heavy blush spreading across her cheeks. Her statement was full of irony, anyways.
“Mhm.” Angelo, in his horny dazed state, answered by pressing his lips onto hers, capturing her in surprise with a kiss. Soft, she thought, melting into the kiss and wrapping her arms around him. He dragged his tongue across her lower lip, asking for access. Forte parted her lips for that wet muscle to enter and she mewled in the pleasure of feeling him right there and then.
Sooner or later he dipped his fingers in between her thighs, earning a low, heated gasp from the other. He rubbed his fingers against the dampness of her underwear, smirking at the sounds he was hearing from her. There was a furious tumping in his ribcage that was encouraging him to go further.
And so he did.
He silenced her moans with a rough, harsh kiss as he wrapped her legs around him and bringing her over to the bed and pinning her down. He unclipped the bra that was blocking his sight to the shape and the curve of her chest, which was almost comparable to her mother’s. Angelo brought his tongue to flick over the nubs, earning another erotic gasp from her. He was still rubbing his fingers into her, until he got impatient and pulled them off her.
“A-Angelo-kun...nnh...ah!” Forte moaned loudly, feeling a finger slide into her for the first time. She was a damn virgin, at twenty-one, and she was somewhow ranting about it all over Shiro’s Vindice office. She never tried to glance at porn magazines, but usually hentai manga she found over the internet. She was a close pervert anyways but—“Gods, Angelo...”she arched her back into the sensation that was spreading all over her body, her voice edging with pure ecstasy.
He had another finger in her, and then another, and the pleasure keeps seeping into her nervous system.
But that stopped when he pulled out the fingers inside her.
“The fuck?” She swore, panting a bit and catching her breath.
She opened her mouth to reply, but she moaned, nearly screaming, at his sudden entrance in her not-so virgin hole. He groaned. “So tight...” he purred lightly against Forte’s ear, giving a shudder.
Tears were forming in Forte’s eyes. “I—It hurts—ah!”
“Relax...” he whispered coyly into her ear, despite the soft moan in pain that escaped her lips. Slowly, he began to move, groaning as he thrust in and out of her. When he felt her relax, he started ramming in faster, pounding in harder in her, giving her the pleasure he couldn’t even think of.
He himself was nearing his climax, biting Forte’s shoulder as he rammed squarely into her g-spot, and heard her pleading for more.
“Please, Angelo, please...” she gasped, taking more of the subsequent thrusts into her body. He grinned dominantly, licking her ear as if he were a tease.
She stared all too needily in his eyes with her own clouded of lust, and pulled his chin to kiss him again. “More.”
He happily obliged.
Angelo thrusted into the last of their orgasm, cumming hard within her and his essence dripping down her legs. Forte had been reduced into a moaning and panting mess, unsure of whether she would walk the next day.
He passed out in his drunken stupor.
Who knows what would happen next.
Somehow, Forte thought of sucking him off the next opportunity she had.