A Murder, Inc.

20: Passage

Chapter 20

Passage

08:09 pm

Vira’s Bathroom, Cynfael Mansion

“Aram, what are you thinking?” Vira asks one night out of boredom. Now that her cousin is safely back, she wishes to spend more time with him until all of his injuries have completely recovered. However, she does not expect the answer that comes from his lips.

“Your tight passage,” he replies in an innocent tone.

“W-wha—?”

“Your tight—”

“I heard you the first time!” she exclaims. “I just…. I never imagined that those words will come from you.”

“What’s the matter? I am, after all, a man as well.” Okay, now she is starting to doubt if his body is the only thing that got hurt while he was gone.

“But I am not even your type at all.”

“And how can you decide who’s my type or not? You’re not me.” The harshness in his tone causes her heart in pang. It is not like him to talk to her like this.

“Should I prove it, then?” he asks. Vira only blinks at him. He suddenly looks at her in the eyes and—

Spam! Vira feels herself slipping off balance, landing on the floor of her bathroom.

She manages to land on her knees. When she is about to rise back up, she feels a hand pushing her back down, causing her breasts to palm the cold, slippery tiles and her arse to raise so up in the air. Then, she finally feels it.… Hot and thick, his length is sliding against the outside of her entrance.

Taking advantage of her position, Aramis brings himself up and down against her for a few times, before placing his head in front of her entrance.

“What do you think you’re doing? I don’t want your infected c**k in me. For all we know, you should have so many diseases from all that corpse f*****g. I can’t afford to die from infection. Our family depends on me!”

“I knew you’d say that. That’s why I got myself tested earlier on.” A piece of paper fell from above, landing right in front of her. It is really hard to read at that position, but her eyes manage to highlight important keywords fast.

“Okay. So you’re disease free. That doesn’t mean that you can do as you please with me.”

She can feel Aramis bending over when his hair brushes against her back. “I want to pop your sweet cheery, Vira,” he whispers huskily into her ear.

“Don’t say that.” She knows that she can easily push him away in this position, but she does not want to use violence against him when she can. “This is silly. Why do you want to take my virginity? Is there something you would like to proof in doing this? Can’t you choose someone else for this?”

“I told you. You’re not listening. I want yours, Vira. You, specifically. I want to get a taste of that sweet cunt of yours.”

“Sweet? I don’t think you’d even like it once you do it.”

“Oh, yes I will. And to answer your question, yes, I’ve tasted it before. With my tongue.” Even his voice starts to sound more s****l when he admits it.

“What? Don’t be ridiculous. When did that even happen?”

“During one of our sleepovers.” But that hasn’t happened since….

“You licked me when we were eight?” she asks in disbelief.

“That’s your fault, you know. You always tease me by walking around naked in front of me. Every time you change your clothe, all I want to do was pound you senseless. You’re such a c**k-tease, Vira.” He plants a kiss on my neck. “Give your virginity to me, please. It’s not like you have anyone else in mind, right?”

“Not unless I am married—”

“Then it’s settled.”

“But—”

“Sssst. Please, Vira. For your cousin.” If it’s even possible, his c**k gets harder against my opening. She closes my eyes. This is inevitable.

“Yes,” she finally says.

For a moment, Aramis does not move, unsure if he has hear her right. So she arches her back against him, confirming him.

Without a second longer, he inserts himself into her. Or at least, try to. Her passage is so tight that he can even get his head in. Cursing, he reluctantly pulls out and inserts his finger instead. He searches for that entrance deep inside her. The coldness of his fingertip makes her shiver, which cause the muscles around his finger tightens.

Aramis keeps pushing in, causing Vira’s breathing to become labored with the pressure. Finally, he manages to slip inside. Wet, nonetheless. He slides deeper until he meets that blockage, feeling around her, before pulling out.

He positions his head against her entrance once more, and this time manages to slip into her tight entrance. He curses again. He can feel her wrapping around him so tightly that…. He. Is. Just. So. f*****g. Happy! For years he has been dreaming of this day to come. And when it does, it feels beyond delightful. Vira’s warm, soft walls.

The boy keeps going deeper until he finally hits her blockage. “Hard or slow, Vir?” he asks her fast.

Vira grunts. This is finally happening. She is saying goodbye to her virginity. “Hard,” she says breathlessly.

And he does just as that.

He pulls out until only the tip of his head is inside, before slamming back in full force.

Stars appear in her eyes when she feels the blockage begin to waver. Aramis repeats his action. Once, twice, thrice, and…. She feels really dizzy, almost losing her consciousness when a dam of blood pours in through her passage. But she tells herself to go through this process until the very end.

He pulls out until only his head is resting inside, and sure enough, blood is gushing out. He has claimed her virginity. Him, not some other bastard. He leans in to kiss her one more time.

“Are you okay?” he asks softly.

“Yes. Please continue,” Vira replies.

His c**k thrusts in and out of her in strong altitude, hitting her g-spot every time. There are times when her knees are about to give in, but she too want that sweet sensation ‘till the end. More, more….

Aramis places more kisses on her back, pounding inside her like there is no tomorrow. When he finally comes, white hot liquid keeps on washing in waves, filling her in and leaving no room for failure.

Breathless and tired, he does not pull out immediately. Instead, Aramis helps Vira lie to the side, with him following behind.