Aʟʟ Is Fᴀɪʀ ɪɴ Lᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ Wᴀʀ ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* {Zᴇᴘʜʏʀᴀ x VᴀɴɪᴛʏFᴀɪʀ}

[VanityFair]

Showing no resistance at all, Caleb simply let it happen. Violet took him over like a storm and he felt an irresistible pull towards her. She kissed him better than the tavern girls, and he had never expected such a bold move from her. Both have never been prude or shy in regards to whom they liked, but what she showed him here was something new. The way her hands tugged at him, sloppy exchanges and silent confessions of their tongues squashing against each other. It was the same passion that had overtaken him earlier, but it was even more intense now. Right or wrong, Caleb didn't care any longer. He wanted her, a yearning from the bottom of his thumping heart had been awoken for Violet. And how hard she made him with only a kiss, it was nothing short of blissful. He panted as they kept on making out, heavy breaths, low vibrating moans escaped him every now and then.

He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her over into his lap, forcing her to straddle him. Caleb had never been aggressive with her, not even in the slightest possible way, but she'd surely understand, there was no mistake about his intentions.

"We could've done this in the bathroom," he exhaled as his hands were running all over her, caressing her back and reaching all the way down to her thighs before going back up again. Caleb's movements were slow, but firm, he squeezed his fingers into her tender curves. His dark eyes focused on Violet like never before, they had overstepped multiple boundaries, the ones that were forbidden even by the most liberal of society and yet he enjoyed every second of it.

And before they knew it, the carriage came to a sudden halt. Their eyes widened and they found themselves deeply terrified all of a sudden, but they only arrived at their new home. The guards opened the door and Caleb let Violet slide over to her seat as he got out and held both hands out for her. As soon as she reached for him, he grabbed both her legs with one arm and started carrying her in one swift motion, as if he had practiced it a hundred times before.

One of the maids had already opened the front door and they barged inside, like there was no more time left for them. Quickly stepping up the stairs, Caleb almost tripped but catches his balance again by bumping into a wall. "Let's get you in bed!" His eyes were filled with hunger and nothing but lust for her. Full of adrenaline, he carefully lifted her onto the soft mattress of their bed and kicked the door shut. Throwing the jacket to the floor, getting rid of the ridiculous tie, he got on the bed and fiddled around with her dress. "So many fucking knots and buttons," he cursed, his voice turning angrily impatient.

Not caring any longer about her dress, as beautiful as it was, he started to rip the garments apart and uncovered her bosom first. His eyes couldn't even fathom how perfect her breasts were. They were bigger than he had expected them to be, and the roundness and soft look of them only enhanced his desire for her.

"You belong to me now." Like a hungry man that hadn't been fed for days, he latched his mouth onto her nipples and sucked them like they were made out of milk and honey. Barely realizing what he had even told her, as the aphrodisiac showed its full effect, Caleb wanted nothing more than to copulate with her, his mind went ballistic and his thoughts were already filled with how he would take her without restraint.

 

[Zephyra]

⚔ Vıolet ⚔
「❝𝔜𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔩𝔦𝔭𝔰 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔣𝔱 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯;
ℑ𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔭𝔞𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫, ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔱.❞」

Violet let out a low hum of approval as Caleb dragged her into his lap, their heated bodies pressing together in the cramped space. Each time the carriage bumped she could feel the hard outline in his dress pants rocking into her clothed sex, the sensation sending pleasurable shivers throughout her core. She kept her eyes shut, tongue intertwining with his in a practiced, fervent dance. He wasn't the first man she'd kissed, such urges often overtaking her whenever she'd had a little too much to drink at the tavern, though with the direction they were heading in it seemed they'd be treading into new territory before long.

They broke their kiss just as he commented on their bath, her skin flushing scarlet from the warmth that spread through her. Her eyes went wide as the carriage stopped and their driver opened the door, but she was too deep into her lust for him to really bother trying to hide what they were doing. The man only shook his head, grumbling something about 'nobles' with a roll of his eyes as the siblings got out. As she was lifted into her brother's arms she gasped softly, her own arms winding around his neck to steady herself. It was a miracle he could even walk straight while carrying her, as she herself felt like the world was spinning too much to focus. "Ah, careful, Caleb—" She warned, afraid that he might drop her in his haste to get to the bedroom.

Once her back hit the bed, Violet pressed her palms flat against the mattress, her chest heaving with each heavy breath she took as she watched him undress with an insatiable, half-lidded gaze. His own eyes roamed her body so sinfully, the look he gave her implying he was hungry enough to devour her right then and there. The bed creaked as he crawled on top of her, his too eager hands fussing with the excessive accoutrements of her wedding gown. His frustration prompted a light, drunken giggle to pass her lips, finding a bit of humor in his struggle.

That was quickly replaced by surprise when he opted to just rip the bodice apart instead, the long, jagged tear in the lacy fabric revealing the considerable mounds of her breasts. The young woman had always been on the bustier side, her rosy nipples standing hard and perky against soft, pale flesh. Her chest jiggled slightly as she went to sit up further before she was pushed down beneath his masculine frame, full lips parting as she exhaled sharply. The feeling of his lips suckling around her nipple practically lit her nerves on fire, her sensitivity amplified by the aphrodisiac. She moaned out loud, her fingers tangling in his raven hair as she gripped onto it, holding his head in place against her torso.

"Mmf— o-oh my God..." Violet had never been so aroused in her life, the heat between her legs only growing as her juices streaked down quivering, velvety thighs. Were she in her right mind, she would have stopped to consider just who it was that was making her feel this way and how wrong they were for taking things this far... Instead, she surrendered to her desires, her desperate, breathy whimpers increasing in intensity each time she felt the peaks of her bust dragged between his teeth.

"Haahh... Make me yours, then, brother..." Her voice was husky and filled with ardor, a deep need for him evident in her smoldering gaze. Tugging on his hair, she forced his head closer so that she could kiss him once more, their lips linking together in the quiet privacy of their own chambers. She wondered if he could hear how quickly her heart beat for him, if he could see how much she ached to feel his blistering touch upon her soft skin. Her free hand trailed down Caleb's chest and slipped under the waistband of his pants, her fingers cupping his erection through his underwear. "You're already this hard for me...?" She breathed out, teasing him as she planted kisses on the corner of his mouth and along his defined jawline.

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[VanityFair]

His whole body trembled in sensitivity as she put her fingers around his erected cock, now straining against the fabric of his pants that he couldn't help but whimper. He had never been so hard for anyone else before, lust succumbed to him and took every sense for a normal thought away. This wasn't his first exposure to the wonders of the female body, the tavern girls with packed chests and curvaceous bodies had always been his favorable type. But none of them had grabbed him by the neck, pulled him this close and gazed into his soul like she did. Violet's words were like a wonderful song, filled with equal delight and rapture, and she made him feel like this was all she had ever wanted.

He couldn't get enough of her breasts, her hard nipples were sucked in by a swirling tongue and Caleb's elation couldn't be contained any longer. Departing from her breasts, his mouth trailed up her chest, towards the right side of her delicate neck. He kissed her there repeatedly, as if she needed to be consumed in order to survive the next minutes. "I-I am," he breathed out and pressed her hand against the stiff bulge. "Gngghh..." He threw his head back in ecstasy, a deep moan came growling out of him. The jiggle of her breasts became too much and a little burst of semen wetted through his pants. Caleb stopped for a second and raked himself, yanking the unnecessary piece of clothing off his legs.

His cock stood straight as an arrow, slightly angled upwards and dangling in the air. Fucking was all he could think of and the mere thought of sliding the full length inside of his sister was enough to make his tip throb again. He had no idea what exactly happened to him, but the aphrodisiac made him forget everything else. Right then and there, it was only about her. Violet. Violet. Violet. His sister with full big breasts, a face so beautiful that it could make grown men cry, her eyes so dark he found himself lost inside his core. She was quivering before him, laid out half naked, his ultimate wedding gift. The gods, wherever and whoever they were, made him the luckiest man of the city.

Caleb bit on his lower lips and breathed in deeply through his nostrils, her perfumed scent intoxicating him even further as an almost cunning smile appeared on his face. And with his fingers, he wiped the precum off the glans of his cock, smeared it all over her soft lips like butter, stuck his thumb inside her mouth and applied some light pressure around her neck. "You did so well before." He praised Violet's and sounded seemingly proud of her. There was a fondness hidden underneath the playful teasing, but at the same time, an abnormal, animalistic side sprung forth from the clouded thoughts of his mind.

"But now it's my turn." Caleb slithered away from the warmth of his sister's upper body and fell on his back, not knowing that the effects of the pain killing herbs did slowly wear off in the meantime. A short pain, quick like lightning zapped through his right shoulder as he landed exactly on the bone scapula underneath the branded skin. Caleb spread his legs and jerked his hard cock for her. "Strip down for me…show me, Vi. I need you." His eyes pierced her with demand, his words weren't optional, they were spoken mandatorily, with a fierceness unknown to even himself.

 

[Zephyra]

⚔ Vıolet ⚔
「❝𝔜𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔩𝔦𝔭𝔰 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔣𝔱 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯;
ℑ𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔭𝔞𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫, ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔱.❞」

"Oh, are you, now...?" The young woman's voice was breathy, her words taunting him playfully. She shut her eyes and gave a satisfied sigh when she felt his lips upon her neck, every nerve in her body reacting strongly to his touch. At some point during fondling him she felt a small damp spot form in his underwear, her lithe fingers pressing into it as she rubbed his erection. Curiously, her gaze lowered to watch as he tore his undergarments off completely, revealing his manhood in its entirety to her. Even in the dim candlelight, Violet could clearly see the hardened flesh that he exposed to her, her wide eyes tracing the outline of each vein and ridge along his length. To think that this was what he was hiding beneath the bath waters... She blushed darkly, captivated by the sight. Now that she'd seen it, she was certain her brother's cock would be ingrained into her mind from this moment forth.

Her attention was taken away from his nether regions when she felt him reach for her, his long fingers cupping her neck as he drew his precum-coated thumb across her full lips. As if on cue, she parted them for him, allowing him to slip the digit into her mouth without resistance. "Mm..." Her tongue vibrated against his thumb as she gave a soft, appreciative moan, lapping up the rest of his fluids eagerly. Her twin's taste was divine, and she found herself craving more of it, her silver eyes filled with a deep, carnal longing. When he removed his hand she licked his remaining essence from her lips and watched him sit up, but not before she gave a little purr in response to his praise. Something about hearing Caleb compliment her in such a sensual tone of voice roused a fluttering sensation in her stomach, her inner walls tightening as they thrummed with desire.

She sat up once he laid down, her raven hair messy and disheveled as her torn dress hung off of her shoulders and just below her heavy breasts. She couldn't think rationally, couldn't hold herself back any longer. In this moment, there was nothing on her mind other than an intense need to be mated with, an ache that spread through her body and drove her to obey his command.

"As you wish, brother~" Violet crooned sweetly, running her fingers up her arms as she grabbed at the frayed fabric and pulled it down beneath her slim stomach. All the while she watched him stroke himself with a deeply enrapt gaze, her arousal building with each jerk of his wrist. Fueled by that vision, she swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood, wobbling slightly from how shaky and weak in the knees she felt.

The dress drooped lower as she slid it down her frame slowly, revealing curvaceous hips and soft, thick thighs. Her figure resembled that of an hourglass, the gentle dip of her waist only accentuated by her pronounced bust and wide, fertile hips. Even her legs were long and elegantly slender, the skin that stretched over them smooth and milky. She let the gown fall to the floor at last before hooking her fingers through the pair of strappy purple panties that she wore, the sides fitted with little bows and ribbons. The maid had assured her that her husband would like them when she forced her into them earlier, and yet she'd never imagined he'd even see them, let alone see them come off.

With her most vulnerable area bared to him, Violet stepped over the discarded fabric and leaned back over the bed. Instead of actually climbing into it, however, she settled for bending over the edge until she was leaning above him with her ass in the air, her breath coming out as hot and heavy with each exhale. "What do you plan to do with me now?" She giggled, one of her hands resting on his leg as the other slipped between her own thighs, her fingers slowly but steadily circling her clit and prompting even more of her wetness to secrete from her lower lips. She ran her hand up his leg and over his pelvis, letting it brush up against his own as she placed her fingers over his and squeezed. "... Maybe I should take over for you...?" Her palm slid along his shaft as she made to push his hand out of the way, replacing his grip with her own. "Like this..." She began to stroke him with the same rhythm that she rubbed herself, her breathing becoming heavier and more pleasured. At least for this one night, she was treating him more like her husband than her brother, her motions intending to coax more deep, husky groans from between his quivering lips.

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