Scumbag Fate System-Chapter 78: Sirin Encouragement (1)

"Y-Yeah. Of course-"

Reinhard gently caressed her cheek and said. "Liar~ I think I understand."

He slowly leaned towards Sirin, making her eyes widened. His lips are just inches from hers and her heart races, pounding in her chest as anticipation builds.

And then when he was only a few inches away, he whispered. "Do you want me to-"

Sirin makes a split-second decision.

Encouraged by the desire in his silver eyes. Plus by the moment, Sirin closes the remaining distance. Her soft lips press firmly against Reinhard’s, silencing any further words or hesitation.

The kiss deepens, turning passionate and needy as Sirin pours her pent-up feelings and desires into it. Her hands come up to cup Reinhard’s face, fingers threading into his short black hair as she holds him close. She was lost in the intensity of the kiss.

Sirin’s body molds against Reinhard’s frame. She could feel the heat building between them, a fire igniting from the simple act of their lips meeting.

After a long moment, Sirin reluctantly pulled back just slightly and broke the kiss. Her chest heaves as she tries to catch her breath, and a deep blush appears on her cheeks. She gazes up at Reinhard through half-lidded eyes before a coy smile playing at the corners of her kiss-swollen lips.

"Was that... wanting you to?" Sirin whispers teasingly, her voice husky with newfound desire. Her fingers continue to play with Reinhard’s hair, toying with the short strands. "Because if it was... I don’t want you to stop."

"Huh, so this is the other side of Sirin~"

"Surpising?"

"More like tempting."

Sirin grins mischievously at Reinhard’s words while her blue eyes sparkle with playful delight. She leans in closer, her warm breath tickling his ear as she whispers.

"Oh, you think you’re so clever, don’t you Reinhard? Trying to turn the tables on little ol’ me~" She punctuates her teasing words with a soft nip to his earlobe, enjoying the way he trembles slightly beneath her touch.

Sirin’s slender fingers trail down the side of Reinhard’s neck. And then she was tracing the strong line of his jaw. Then in one swift movement, she swings a leg over to straddle his lap and her skirt moves up slightly, leading to more of her thigh being revealed.

Now on his lap, Sirin drapes her arms over Reinhard’s shoulders, and her hands begin playing with the hair near his neck. She leans in with her huge breasts brushing against his chest with each breath she takes.

Sirin’s lips hover mere inches from Reinhard’s as she grins wickedly.

"Really? You plan to tease me?" Reinhard raised a brow in amusement.

"The best things come to those who wait~" Sirin giggled as she slowly began to move.

She rolls her hips in a sensual dance, making him gasp. The friction of her rubbing against Reinhard was making his cock rise through his pants. All the while, her lips map a path of feather-light kisses and playful nips along his neck and jaw, occasionally pausing to blow softly on the damp skin.

"Mmm, you feel that, Reinhard? Feel how much I want you~" Sirin purrs seductively, her voice low and dripping with desire. Her fingers toy with the hair at the back of his neck, tugging lightly as she continues her teasing ministrations. "Look at you making me act like this~ Aren’t you a naughty man, pushing me this far~"

"Don’t you mean, thanking me for getting you all hot and bothered?"

"There is that too~" Sirin dipped her head down and licked his neck. "Since you made me like this, shouldn’t you do something about that?"

Reinhard trembles slightly as Sirin’s lips trail up his neck, her teasing words and sensual touches igniting a fire within him.

He swallows hard, his voice rough with growing desire as he speaks. "That depends on what you want me to do, Sirin. I can’t just assume things with a beautiful woman like you."

Reinhard’s hands grip her hips, fingers digging into the soft flesh of her thighs as he fights to maintain control.

Sirin giggles, a melodic sound that sends shivers down Reinhard’s spine. She continues her assault, her lips hovering maddeningly close to his as she whispers. "I think you know exactly what I want, Reinhard. A strong and handsome man like you... I’m sure you can figure it out."

Her words are laced with unspoken desire, a coy invitation waiting to be accepted.

Reinhard’s eyes narrowed before he gripped her hips, making Sirin gasp. She grinds down against him, feeling the hard length of his arousal through the fabric of her skirt.

Her eyes flutter shut, a soft moan escaping her lips as she teases. "Mmm, I can feel you, Reinhard. I wonder... are you going to continue delaying, or are you going to take what we both want~?" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Sirin’s words are a subtle plea, a dance around the edge of outright begging. She continues to roll her hips, stoking the flames of their shared desire.

"Damn you..."

With an almost feral growl, Reinhard makes his move. His hands tighten their hold on her hips as he lifts her up from his lap. Sirin let out a surprised gasp but she moved her legs down to stand on the bed.

Reinhard doesn’t miss a beat, his hands grasping her skirt and yanking it down, the fabric parting like the red sea. In one swift motion, he pushes the skirt up and over her hips, letting it pool around her waist. His hands then move to the waistband of her panties, and with a wicked grin, he hooks his fingers into the delicate lace.

Sirin’s breath hitch as her heart was pounding in anticipation. She can feel the heat of Reinhard’s gaze on her most intimate area, the cool air of the room a stark contrast to the warmth emanating from her body.

She squirms slightly in his hold, a silent plea for more. "Reinhard..." Sirin breathes out, her voice a mix of anticipation and need.

Reinhard caresses Sirin’s ass, his large hands groping and caressing as he whispers hotly against her ear.

"My cock is right there, Sirin. Are you going to continue teasing, or are you ready to stop playing games?"

Sirin’s response is to crush her lips against his in a passionate kiss. Her tongue dancing and twining with Reinhard’s and after a bit.

She breaks the kiss and whispers. "A gentleman should treat a lady with respect and finesse, Reinhard. He should worship her body, tease her mercilessly until she’s dripping with need. Only then, when she’s begging for his touch, his cock... only then should he claim her, hard and deep."

Sirin’s words are a subtle challenge.

"Oh? Is that the requirement I need to fulfill?" Reinhard eyes narrowed.

Sirin looked like she was thinking about it. But then, with a wicked giggle and a sultry whisper, Sirin changes her tune. "Then again... for you, Reinhard, I might just make an exception. I might let you take me right here, right now, like an animal in heat."

Her words are a blatant invitation, a green light for Reinhard to take what he wants.

And take her he does.

With a swift thrust of his hips, Reinhard sheathes himself fully inside Sirin’s tight entrance. They both moan, loudly and wantonly, as he fills her completely. The sensation of finally being one, of Reinhard’s thick cock stretching and filling her so perfectly, is almost too much for Sirin to bear.

But Sirin doesn’t shy away from the intensity.

No, she meets it head-on even though it’s her first time. She begins to move, rolling and bouncing on Reinhard’s cock a surprising amount of joy.

Her hips rise and fall, taking him deep, only to lift off and let him slip nearly out before dropping back down with a loud slap.