Kira just tasted the sweetest beer he ever had in his entire vampire life. Marceline made it happen.

She didn’t know what had gotten into her but she just felt the need to satiate her desire, thinking of a unique but exciting way of drinking a beer. 

It was Kira’s fault to begin with. He unknowingly seduced her by touching her lips and saying some compliments, fluttering her heart.

Her action was only intended to transfer the beer into his mouth through a quick kiss, but it didn’t work out that way as Kira’s hand began to move, grabbing her head and crushing her lips in a full-mouthed kiss.

The feeling of his mouth against hers had her body deliciously electrified. He consumed her as if his mouth was unashamedly hungry for her sweetness. 

Marceline felt herself drowning, yielding to the intensity of his kiss. Before she knew it, she just found herself being lifted by him, letting her sit on the countertop, still kissing her ardently with so much passion.

She slipped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her until their bodies were pressed against each other. Heat started to conquer their bodies as no one between them wanted to end the kiss.

She liked being kissed by him, letting herself drown in it. Nobody made her feel like this but only him. She couldn’t explain where this strong attraction was coming from. She just felt like there was a special bond pulling them to each other.

Their tongues were intertwined inside her mouth, licking deep into each kiss. She welcomed every dash and stroke of his tongue colliding with hers. Kira groaned inside her mouth when she caught his tongue, sucking it hard and licking it sensually.

Marceline wanted to feel him more so she wrapped her legs around his waist while her fingers tangled in his hair. She was clutching onto him tightly.

Who would have thought that her playful teasing would turn into an erotic and searingly hot kiss between them?

The two would part their lips from time to time only to grasp some air then they were back to kissing once again. Yearning and desire could be seen in their eyes.

It did not take long when Kira’s hands began to explore her body, sliding under her shirt, going up until they found her soft plump breasts. As usual, Marceline was not wearing any bra. 

She was used to not wearing any pair of underwear whenever she was at home since she was living alone in that mansion. It slipped from her mind that Kira was now living there with her.

She moaned in between their kisses as Kira started kneading her breasts. The heat from his palms seemed to burn her skin but she kept craving for more.

But she was not the only one yearning for more as she could already feel his undeniable hardness inside his pants that was now poking her.

Kira released her lips, moving down on her jawline. Seconds later, his warm mouth went down her throat, trailing tiny wet kisses down the swell of her breasts. 

His other hand was now rubbing her thighs back and forth. A wild quiver of pleasure went through her at every caress of his hand. And that made her want him more.

“Kira…” she murmured his name with a hoarse voice, breathing heavily. Then she gasped and moaned as he suddenly squeezed her one breast while pinching her nipple.

Before she knew it, her shirt was already torn into pieces, Kira freeing her soft body from the fabrics that were obstructing him from exploring her body.

Kira became more aggressive when he heard Marceline calling his name in a very sensual tone. His heart fluttered with joy just because she called his name.

“Kira…” she called him out again.

He just answered her with a “Mmmh?”  since he was already busy sucking her other breast with his hot mouth. Her nipples became rosy red already because of his pinching, sucking, and biting.

“I swear… I will put you on diet… with no blood supply for a week once you leave me hanging again tonight,” Marceline finally spoke up, threatening Kira. 

Kira: “…” ( He paused for a moment. )

So this was her motive for calling his attention, giving him a warning just in case Kira would ever think of leaving her hanging once again just like what he did to her in the storage room this morning.

‘Diet? No blood supply? Is she kidding me? I can force it myself, drinking her blood without her knowledge. Remember, she sleeps like a baby,’ Kira thought to himself, arching his eyebrow in amusement while smiling inwardly.

To punish her for threatening him, Kira bit her nipple using his teeth, making her feel the slight pain. Marceline gasped and whimpered, tugging his hair tightly.

But Kira immediately licked and sucked it to ease her pain, just giving her a wonderful sensation, spreading throughout her body.

“Aaah~” Marceline moaned loudly, arching her back as she pressed his head further on her breast. Gosh! This felt so amazing and her body was liking every action Kira was doing to her.

“Kira… give it to me…” she said in a commanding yet sexy voice, pushing his head down. 

Marceline wanted him to devour her precious pearl. She wanted to feel his hot mouth and wet tongue pleasing her down there.

Kira gazed up to see her face. They stared into each other’s eyes for the longest time. The burning desire gushed from their eyes. They both knew what they wanted.

“Lie down on your back and spread your legs wide for me… my Lady.” 

Marceline did as he told. In one swift move, Kira removed her pajamas.

The next thing she felt was his mouth erotically smashing her bottom lips. He opened her folds using his fingers as he ran his tongue up and down her slit, his thumb massaging her clitoris.

“Aaah~ Oh Damn… this is driving me insane!” 

Marceline could feel something delightful stirring her insides. Her wombs clenched and love juices continued to flow down from her core.

The powerful stroke of his tongue seemed to take all her strength and her legs suddenly felt weak. Her entire body quivered.

Marceline was lying on her cold tiled countertop with her legs spread apart and Kira was in the middle of her, devouring her precious pearl.

His tongue and fingers continued teasing her entrance making her even more wet. Her loud moans echoed in the kitchen. With the continuous stimulation, she couldn’t stop herself from bucking her hips against him.

He pushed two fingers inside her, penetrating her slowly while he ran his tongue over her clit back and forth.

“Aahhh~ I need more… Ki… Faster,” she begged.

With her request, he pumped his fingers into her even faster and harder until Marceline reached her climax. Her toes curled and her body trembled, rolling her eyes as she rode the waves of her mindblowing orgasm.

Kira was about to take off his clothes when Marceline suddenly stopped him.

“Kira, wait! Not here… Let’s go to my room…” Marceline requested while panting. She was still trying to normalize her breathing after that orgasm.

She extended her arms in front of Kira, motioning him to carry her. “I can’t walk. Carry me to my room.”

Kira looked at her helplessly, laughing huskily before scooping the petite woman in his arms. 

“As you wish, My Lady Boss.”