Extra R18 297. 19 Wild Dom Play: Slutty Idol And Her Bodyguard (1) (Patreon)

297. 19 Wild Dom Play: Slutty Idol And Her Bodyguard (1)

We held each other close, enveloped in a cocoon of warmth and love. The softness of her embrace made me feel like nothing else mattered except her, her scent filling my senses with a dizzying array of emotions. We lingered at that moment, savoring every second, every breath, and every beat of our hearts.

Time passed. Out of a sudden, the noises began to seep into our little bubble, the chatter of people growing louder by the minute.

After we looked at each other, we glanced at the clock, but it turned out it wasn't a real one. "Is that our signal?" I asked her. Somehow, I felt it was a bit earlier than usual. I bet Pearl used the noise recording as an alarm to announce our session was finished. Well, that was just my guess, and I wasn't sure of it.

Olivia nodded; her eyes filled with uncertainty as she spoke. "I think so," she said softly. "Let's go back to the waiting room."

I answered with a nod. We stole one last kiss, our lips meeting in a fiery embrace that left us breathless and wanting more.

She slowly disentangled herself from my embrace, her movements hesitant and unsure as she got up from the seat. Her hair was tousled, the strands falling in wild disarray over her neck as she gathered her clothes from the floor.

As she slipped her arms into the sleeves of her blouse, I simply snapped my fingers and used my Demon's Clothes, my dark aura wrapped around me like a second skin, covering me in a flowing robe. The robe clung to my body like a lover's embrace. At the same time, I activated my incubus form, changing my form to Damian.

We walked out of the room with leisurely steps, our hands clasped together like a couple in love.

"I feel like dating two people." The smile on her lips was contagious, spreading to my own as I turned to face her. Her hand was clasped tightly in mine, the warmth of her touch sending a shiver down my spine.

"Because of my dual form?" I asked her, a teasing lilt to my voice.

"Yes," she admitted, her voice soft and low. "It looks completely different yet feels the same." She hugged my hand even harder as if trying to convey the depth of her emotions through the simple gesture. "But I love it..."

Her words set my heart racing, my pulse quickening as I realized just how much she meant to me. 

A thought popped into my head, a question that had been nagging at me for some time. "Tell me, Olivia... If you never knew Ethan, would you fall for Damian?" I asked her, my voice barely above a whisper.

"You want an honest answer?" she asked, her eyes meeting mine with a fierce intensity.

"An honest answer," I replied, knowing that whatever her response might be, it would only strengthen our bond.

“No,” she answered emphatically, her voice ringing with conviction. A faint smile graced her lips, her eyes alight with a fiery passion. “Damian... Your incubus form is far more charming than Ethan's. I know that it can capture all women’s hearts, but not me... I won't fall for a simple thing like that. But Ethan..." Her words trailed off as if she were struggling to find the right words to express herself. "I love Ethan for his kindness. I love you because of who you are."

Her words soothed me, the realization dawning on me that she truly saw me for who I was.

"Thank you," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

Soon, we arrived at the waiting room. We entered the room, the sound of excited chatter filled our ears, and we were immediately met with surprised looks from Pearl and the others. It was clear that they hadn't been expecting us to return so soon, and the expressions on their faces were a mix of confusion and curiosity.

Pearl was the first to greet us. "Hey, guys! You're back early," she exclaimed, her eyes widening in surprise. "Is everything okay?"

"Actually, we're not early," Olivia pointed out. We looked at the clock on the wall and found Pearl was right, we were 15 minutes early. “Ah, never mind.”

"There's no clock in there, so we thought the noise was the alarm,” I said. “Other than that, everything's fine," I added.

Pearl looked at us in confusion. "Alarm?" she asked.

"Yes," I explained. "We thought it was some kind of a signal to let us know when our time was up."

Pearl shook her head. "Oh, that wasn't an alarm," she said. "It's just a kind of sound effect I use to create ambiance. Sorry for the confusion."

Olivia looked a little disappointed, but she nodded understandingly. "Oh, okay," she said, letting go of my hand. "I guess we just got a little confused."

Pearl nodded, still looking slightly taken aback. "Well, I'm glad it’s just a misunderstanding," she said. "I was starting to worry that something had happened."

I could tell that Olivia was still a little disappointed, but she seemed to be trying to brush it off. She turned to me and gave me a small smile before leaning in to give me another quick kiss.

"Don't worry about it," she said softly. "We can always do this again later."

I smiled at her, feeling a surge of warmth in my chest. "I'd like that," I replied, wrapping an arm around her waist.

After our brief conversation, I gave Olivia one last kiss before she excused herself and headed toward the bathroom, leaving me alone in the waiting room with Pearl and the others. I took a seat on the plush couch, feeling the soft fabric beneath my fingers.