[Content Advisory: This chapter includes mature themes and explicit sexual content. 18+ Only.]
Celeste walked alone through the sterile
hospital corridor, jealousy twisting in her chest as she thought about Shia's closeness to Vial. Her steps echoed softly, a contrast to the noise in her mind. Her hands slipped into her pockets, searching for her phone—only to find nothing.
Panic flared in her chest. She always kept it with her.
"Where is it…?" she whispered to herself, quickening her pace. Maybe she had left it somewhere. The cafeteria came to mind first.
She hurried back, pushing through the doors, her eyes scanning the table where they had eaten earlier. Plates gone, table cleaned—but no phone.
She looked under the table, crouching, even checking the nearby trash bin. Still nothing.
"Excuse me," she asked a nearby staff member, "have you seen a phone here?"
The woman blinked, then shook her head. "No, sorry."
Celeste bit her lip and nodded in thanks, trying to stay calm. She turned, walking briskly now.
'Maybe it was in Vial's room…'
She headed down the hallway, heart pounding for a different reason now. The closer she got, the more uneasy she felt. Something tugged at her—an instinct, maybe. Her steps slowed as she reached the door.
It had one of those narrow vertical glass windows, like many hospital rooms. Just a peek. Just to check. She leaned in.
What she saw stopped her breath.
Shia was crouched between Vial's legs, her head moving steadily, back and forth. Her lips were wrapped tightly around his cock, cheeks hollowing with each motion.
Celeste gasped, hand flying to her mouth. Her heart thudded painfully. Heat bloomed in her face, her whole body frozen in place.
She couldn't move. She couldn't stop watching.
Vial leaned back, eyes closed, mouth slightly parted in pleasure. The look on his face was something she'd never seen—relaxed, raw, beautiful.
And Shia... Shia looked like she belonged there. Like it was natural.
Celeste clenched her fists, breath shallow.
After a moment had passed.
Inside the room
Shia's body moved with relentless rhythm, her hips bucking up and down on Vial's cock as her voice spilled out in breathy, uncontrolled moans.
"Anggh...mmhh...haanghh~ V-Vial…"
She didn't hold back. There was no reason to. The air was thick with heat and tension, the bed creaking faintly beneath their joined bodies. Her wetness dripped down his shaft with every bounce, making slick noises that filled the space.
"Hnghh~ ahh... I love you, I love you," she cried, gripping his shoulders tightly.
She dug her nails into him, needing him, craving him.
Vial grunted softly, hands on her waist, guiding her rhythm.
Shia's moans only grew louder. "Aahh...! Mnhhh...mmmh~ you feel so good inside me...!"
Her desperation spilled out of her in every gasp and sob. Jealousy over the other women — all the attention Vial would draw — burned in her chest. She wanted to claim him, body and soul. She wanted him to remember her.
"I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you!" she shouted, losing herself in her pace, in the rhythm, in the rising tide building inside her.
Vial sat up, catching her mouth in a kiss, but said nothing.
She's just saying it because she's overwhelmed, he thought.
Still, he kissed her again — lips moving to her throat, then to her collarbone. He opened his mouth slightly and bit.
"Ahhnn~! Y-you bit me..."
She trembled, but didn't stop moving. If anything, it made her bounce harder.
Her thighs quivered, her back arching with every thrust. She rode him wildly now, almost animalistic in her lust.
"F-Fuck...I'm cumming! I'm cumming! I'm...nnnghh—!!"
She collapsed on his chest as her orgasm overtook her, gasping and twitching. Her pussy clenched tightly around him, squeezing him as waves of pleasure coursed through her.
Her body trembled violently. Her face buried in the crook of his neck.
Still, Vial hadn't come.
He gently laid her back on the bed.
"H-huh?" she blinked, dazed, still catching her breath. "You didn't...?"
He didn't answer. He just positioned himself again, lining his cock up with her entrance, her folds still dripping wet.
Shia's voice cracked. "W-wait... let me rest... just a bit—"
But Vial pushed into her with one smooth thrust.
"Ahhhaannnngh~! V-Vial...!"
She moaned loudly, her back arching. Her arms wrapped around his back instinctively. Her eyes fluttered open, dazed and lust-filled.
"I told... y-you... to wait…" she gasped out.
Vial leaned closer, thrusting into her deeper now, pressing her into the mattress. Her legs wrapped around his waist, locking him in.
She wanted to say no, but her body said yes in every way possible.
Every thrust sent shocks up her spine.
"Haahhh...hngh...mmmmm~♥️" she moaned.
He kept going, deeper, rougher.
Shia cried out again. "W-Wait!! I'm cumming again! Vial!"
But he only moved faster, sweat dripping from his brow, breath heavy.
Her body shook uncontrollably, another orgasm tearing through her. Her toes curled, fingers clutching the sheets.
Her voice cracked, pleasure overwhelming her. "Ahhhhnnnghhh!! Mmmhh—! You're so mean… ngh~"
Still, Vial hadn't released.
"Just a little, Shia," he panted, gripping her hips. "I'm almost there."
Her eyes widened. "W-WHAT!? You're still not...!?"
He didn't give her time to complain. He turned her around with ease, her limp body complying. He placed a pillow under her stomach to lift her hips higher, exposing her glistening entrance again.
"V-Vial... wait... I c-can't... I c-can't—!"
But he was already inside again, thrusting in from behind.
Her moans grew high-pitched and helpless. "Gnghh...nnhhh...V-Vial... it's too much…"
He grabbed her waist, pulling her into every thrust.
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed in the room.
Her face pressed into the sheets, biting them to muffle her cries. "Aaahhh~! Mmmhhhhh! Nghh!!"
He pounded into her relentlessly. Her mind blurred. Her body twitched. Her voice broke again and again.
"G-God... Vial... it's too deep... I'm cumming! I'm cumming agaaaainnn—!!"
Her legs gave out entirely, shaking violently.
Then, finally—
"Urkh... Shia...!"
He let out a guttural groan as he buried himself fully and released inside her, warmth filling her trembling body.
They both collapsed onto the bed, panting.
Vial lay beside her, his chest rising and falling. Shia curled into a trembling mess, her body twitching uncontrollably, still reacting to the overstimulation.
The room smelled of sweat, sex, and raw emotion.
Silence followed. Heavy, intimate, lingering.