I Reincarnated as a Noble Bastard, So I'm Seducing All the Villainess-Chapter 105: Controlling the Senses of a Dwarf

I'm not absolutely sure, but I believe some of Ophelia's fetishes have changed. Before our dinner, I was informed that she hasn't returned to the streets looking for someone to satisfy herself, and we even had an extremely short conversation where I noticed these nuances appearing.

However or whenever this happened, all I know is that it must have been the effect of my honey cock, and because of my best friend that we returned to this mansion one more time. I'll state right now that Ophelia is incompetent when it comes to sex, our past experience showed that well, so I'm going to take the lead.

Now, why am I doing this? Is it to maintain control over the mayor and manipulate her into acting how I want, turning her into a slave of sexual desire? Maybe because my inner sadist has fully surfaced and I want to use blackmail so I can put her on a leash and not destroy the relationship between this Dwarf clan and the humans? Nope. I'm just horny, honestly.

The idea of having that recording stone in my hand, and seeing the mayor's expression melt during a meeting that was only supposed to be a formality before I left, made my internal monster come to the surface, overcoming a silly thing like hatred.

Come on, I'm Darius Moonlight, how can I let myself be carried away by something so trivial?

Ophelia is sitting on the bed, still wearing the dress she chose for the meeting, while I'm already taking off my shirt and unbuttoning my pants. There's a kind of anticipation in that slutty look of hers, to the point where the Dwarf jumps off the bed and touches my back, before helping me pull my pants down.

"You're actually quite helpful."

I turn completely around, with my cock accidentally brushing against her chin. She looks down in surprise, her trembling hands raised. An inevitable smile grows on my face, seeing that she loses her reaction and can only stare at the pulsing piece near her lips.

"Open your mouth."

I hold Ophelia's hair, and she obeys, showing saliva on her tongue. Then, I pull her head down at once, putting half the cock in that tight throat. It's a sweet sensation having that clumsy tongue trying to satisfy me, only to fail as I controlled the movement of the blowjob.

I'm still taking it easy, but dominating this woman gives me one of the greatest satisfactions I've ever had. You know, before I was so angry that I was kind of blind, but I can actually take advantage of situations like this a little. I can't even hate her anymore.

The lipstick begins to smear onto my best friend, leaving kiss marks or diluted in saliva, with Ophelia's eyes starting to water and ruin the makeup under her eyes. At that moment, I let her choke as much as she wanted, just to see her lose the strength in her legs and fall backward. I obviously wasn't going to let her fall to the floor, that would be disrespectful, so I caught her at the last minute and laid her on the bed.

Ophelia gasps, her eyes unfocused and darting everywhere, but this was precisely the opportunity I wanted. I circle the bed, positioning myself in front of the Dwarf, whose head was raised. It's clear that by now she must be completely dumbfounded, at least considering the way the Dwarf marvels at seeing my cock grazing near her face.

I press against her lips, initiating a session of kisses that precedes the entry. I put in a small piece first, seeing if she can handle it, then I continue pressing harder, thrusting my waist without worrying.

I'm not in a hurry, or rather, I don't need to speed up. My partner is already dancing in the palm of my hand, so why get desperate?

"Hahaha, this is how I like it."

As my teeth form a playboy's grin, I brace my hands on the bed and lean forward, just enough to get positioned so I could slide the shaft down her throat. The sounds of saliva and Ophelia trying to maintain her breathing while having something in her mouth keep tempting me, so I take advantage of the position to play with her pussy.

The height difference shows itself most clearly when I can't even lick her in this 69 position. A shame that I can only play with my fingers, but what can you do.

I tear the stockings on the way, seeing red lace panties waiting for me. Using my thumb, I push the fabric aside and press with my finger, going from bottom to top, passing over the labia towards the clitoris, which I first pinch before sliding down and inserting my middle finger inside.

Ophelia's legs start shaking as I play with her pussy, it's visible that she must be feeling very good. Considering she still hasn't slapped me to stop, it means she wants more.

I press my fingers hard, moving up to touch the upper side, which on its own is enough to cause some good tremors in Ophelia. She tries to close her legs, but I force my way through and continue the pleasurable game the way I want... until I feel a sharp prick.

Did that bitch bite me?

I lean back and pull my cock out, seeing the Dwarf cough incessantly, her tired face melting onto the bed. However, I look at my cock, and there really are teeth marks on it.

"You fucking..."

Now that I've pulled away, it really is annoying. I look at the lying Ophelia, who is showing a short little smile like "You should obey me", convinced that things would be better her way.

Of course not. This incompetent woman is only good at lying, there's no way I'm letting this slide.

Taking advantage of the fact that she is practically upside down for me, I grab her by the waist and lift her up without a problem.

"Is that how you want to play? Fine, then don't complain."

I am holding Ophelia inverted, her legs thrown up high and that pussy turned toward me, but before starting, I make sure to bite one of her thighs. Not caring much about the strength, I mark the skin with a bruise, then follow with my mouth on that pussy.

A pair of hands touch my cock, while I sink my tongue into the middle of those legs, first sucking and giving a light bite to the surface. Those hands seem kind of clumsy, caressing without giving me much pleasure, even though my best friend is throbbing.

I hardly care, ensuring I can cause the same amount of pain and perhaps even more. Ophelia's moans reach my ears sooner or later, I think she's stopped resisting and is giving in more, so let's take advantage of that a little.

I sit up on the bed, which finally allows her to reach my dick, where she first licks and seems afraid to swallow. Better encourage her, right?

I wrap my arms around Ophelia's body, using one hand on her lower back to keep her legs in place, and the other I put on her head, plunging it against my groin. Instead of letting her take charge of the rhythm, I'm the one who controls everything, squeezing that blonde hair to pull back when I can.

There is no sudden sharp pain now, I think she has already understood that at any moment I can simply ruin those legs with bites or even do worse to her pussy.

Then, in the middle of all this, a warm sensation rises up my stomach. Hah, I think it's coming...

I cum everything deep into Ophelia's throat, making sure to keep that head pushed down, forcing her to swallow everything. I also pull my mouth away from her pussy, slightly out of breath because I ended up hugging her hard and was carried away by the emotion.

I wipe my face with my arm, then remove Ophelia's face from there, pushing her to the side with her butt sticking up. Her expression is horrible, as if she's gone stupid from being fucked, the makeup has already turned into clown paint and her eyes won't stop watering.

It's a good sight, especially considering I'm not 100% content yet, which only makes my monster rise up for round two.

"You're not tired yet, are you? I'm not even close to satisfied."