EP.147|Domination

“You’re pregnant…” Hunter was shocked. “I can't believe she finally told you.” Brazzan chuckled. “Wait? You knew?!” Hunter scold. “Ever since you marked her.” Brazzan laughed.

Hunter was blanking out, he couldn't understand what’s going on “I...uh...wa...duh...oh…” Hunter stammered. “I think I broke him.” Operetta sweatdropped. “No, give him a minute, he’s trying to process everything.” Zeref said.

“Pregnant...Operetta…baby…” Hunter muttered, then all the pieces connected. “Wait...I’m the dad...right?” Hunter questioned, Operetta nodded.

“I waited so long to tell you because I thought you would leave me or force me to give the baby away.” Operetta began to cry again.

“I know a baby isn't what we need right now but-” Operetta stopped when Hunter kissed her lips.

“We’re having a baby…” Hunter rested his head in her chest, Operetta blushed madly “there’s a baby in your stomach.”

Operetta laughed “yes, there a baby in my stomach.” Hunter kissed her again “thank you, I’ve always wanted a family.”

Hunter began to cry. “Hunter...are you...crying? Since when do you cry?” Hunter nodded, wiping his tears

“I’m just so happy.” Hunter sobbed. Operetta giggled, she thought it was cute Hunter was so emotional.

“Can I get some...um alone time?” Operetta requested as the VK’s left.

“I love you, Operetta.” Hunter muttered into her chest, the two laying down on the bed. “I love you too, Hunter.”

Demonia stood in front of a mirror, she wanted to look good when she saw Giles again but none of her clothing looked good “ugh! Why won't this look good.” Demonia groaned.

“My fashion sense was tingling, who needs my help?” Evie peaked in the doorway. “Evie, I wanna look good when I see Giles again but nothing in my closet works!” Demonia explained.

Evie’s eyes lit up, “oooh! I have the perfect outfit!” Evie went into her bag and pulled out a smaller bag and gave it to Demonia, “put this on”

Demonia went into the bathroom and changed, she came out and Evie was smiling her face off. Her hair is pulled back into a simple but stylish side swept ponytail, while her bangs are slicked to the right and secured into her ponytail.

Her hair color is primarily a jade green with a second shade of a lighter green. There is also a mixture of black streaks running through it.

Her lipstick is maroon, while her eye shadow is two tone green and applied all around the eyes, in a fire design.

Demonia wears an elegant wrap-around top and metallic jeans. Her top has a traditional look to it, with a black sash wrapping around her neck and waist. The sashes have gold dragon accents printed on them.

The top is a faded aqua with soft touches of purple that form a flame-like pattern. She wears red metallic pants with a long gold and black metallic scale hem.

She wears a pair of dangling red paper lantern earrings, and a jade green pearl bracelet on her left arm. Her shoes are also jade green and are basic closed-toe high heel pumps.

“Giles is gonna love you!” Evie squeeled. Demonia sighed, sitting on the bed “I’m a little worried about seeing him, what if he doesn't like me?”

“Honey, he’s gonna love you.” Evie smiled, fixing Demonia’s hair. “I haven’t seen him in 13 years! Eek! I just wanna see him again, even if it’s for a second! Do you know what it’s like to go through 13 years of dragon season! Torture! Legit torture!” Demonia collapsed on the bed.

“What's Dragon Season?” Evie asked. “It’s mating season for dragons and when dragons don't have their mates they get a bit...testy.” Demonia chuckled nervously.

“No matter what happens when you see him, he’s gonna fall head over heals all over again.” Evie winked making Demonia laugh.

Operetta laid in bed, staring at Hunter. “Hunter, stop staring at my stomach, he/she/they aren’t ready yet. Do you want me to do the trick again?” Hunter nodded, Operetta squeezed pink lotion into her hands and applied it on her stomach revealing the baby.

“It’s so adorable, and so tiny, why it’s so tiny Operetta?” Hunter looked up at her. “It’s a baby, it’s small but get’s bigger over time.” Operetta shortly explained.

“So, this is gonna sound weird, but how come you didn't...ya know…” Hunter mimed a baby bump.

“Are are saying I’m fat?!” Operetta cried. “No! No! No, you’re beautiful just the way you are.” Hunter said.

“You don't love me!” Operetta sobbed. “I do!” Hunter kissed her lips. “Hunter, go to the kitchen and get me some food.” Operetta ordered.

“Can't you get it yourself?” Hunter chuckled. Operetta glared at him, “go get me my food.” Operetta growled.

“Yes, love.” Hunter rushed downstairs into Demonia’s kitchen, making Operetta a sandwich.

“Hunter, whatcha doing?” Ben asked, rubbing Mal’s feet. “Making a sandwich for My Mood Swing Baby Mama.” Hunter replied.

“You?” Hunter asked. “Zalia taken over Mal’s body so she can get used to it” Ben looked away “and being a bit rude about it too.”

“Hey! I said no talking, you pitiful excuse for an animalistic. Keep rubbing faster or I burn you.” A ball of poison appeared in her hands “yes, Zalia.” Ben nodded.

“Hunter~” Operetta’s voice cooed, Hunter walked back to her room to see Operetta in her undergarments. “Can you play with me~” she crawled towards him.

“Play like what?” Hunter asked.

In that moment, Operetta crashed her lips against his, all while grinding against him.

All logical reasoning from her head flew out the window. She nibbled against his bottom lip and he immediately opened his mouth, allowing her tongue into his mouth.

She began to passionately make out with Hunter, causing the latter to release muffled moans.

Once the need for air became evident, Operetta broke off the kiss and both began to catch their breath. When Hunter appeared to say something, Operetta interjected:

"Shh, don't speak unless I tell you to," she whispered against his neck.

At this, Operetta began to kiss in the crook of Hunter's neck, leaving noticeable marks. His one good hand began to ghost upon Operetta's figure, trailing against her curves until her hands laid on his.

She removed his hand from her and took a ribbon to tie it against the bedpost, smirking at his distraught look. Today, she would leave him craving for her touch. Today, she wanted him to beg.

"O-Operetta what are you doing?!" he asked, surprised at her bold actions.

Operetta sat up with her face flushed and lips swollen. Her hair was disheveled and her bra strap fell off her shoulders.

She looked erotic, and Hunter wanted to do nothing more than have her screaming his name in ecstasy.

"I never said you could touch, did I?" she replied with a voice laced with want. Her eyes glinted mischievously, enjoying the sight of him squirming against the knot.

"I'll untie it if you're good," she responded asserting her dominance.

Hunter grunted in displeasure but was willing to comply with her game. In all honesty, he was a bit turned on being dominated like this.

After ceasing his struggle, he accepted being bounded, to which Operetta smiled quirked up, "Good boy."

Operetta then leaned in, continuing her onslaught of kisses as she began to undress him. She lifted his shirt, her eyes widening at his chiseled abs.

Hunter was staring intently on her, wondering what she was planning on doing next.

Locking eyes with him, Operetta lowered her upper body until her mouth was centimeters away from his abs. Hunter held his breath in anticipation.

She lowered her gaze and began to slowly kiss down his abs while raking down her nails against his chest.

Hunter let out a shuddering breath as his body tensed under her kisses and Operetta smirked against his skin. “Untie me, Operetta.” Hunter demanded.

Operetta ignored his plea and began to trace the outlines of his abs with her tongue; she glanced up at him when he was too silent and saw that his eyes had turned hazy.

His eyes were half-lidded, and his irises resembled a hue of carmine that glowed dangerously at her.

Operetta sat up and observed her prey; his breaths were erratic as licked his lips sensually. In order to tame a dragon you had to give them rewards every once in a while, right?

Operetta unclasped her bra, but held it in place with her arm. “Do want this off, Hunter?” she teased. In return, Hunter nodded and stared intently at her.

Operetta slowly peeled off the offending item off of her, watching how Hunter's eyes seemed aflame once it was gone. Operetta played with her breasts in front of him, and Hunter let out a groan of want.

“Let me touch you Operetta,” he pleaded. “Ah ah ah~ I never said you could speak,” Operetta chided.

Operetta began to palm Hunter through his pants, to which Hunter threw his head back and tried to muffle a moan. “I think you should be punished,” she said playfully.

Operetta undid Hunter's pants and pulled them down to his knees. Hunter but his lip as the cold air hit him. He was so hard it hurt, he's been holding in his arousal for so long—he needed the release.

Operetta began to stroke him, awed at his size. “Do you think it'll fit?” she teased. “Untie me and find out,” he replied huskily.

Operetta didn't reply to his last statement, but instead lowered herself taking him in her mouth.

Once Hunter felt her soft lips against the base of his cock Hunter let out a growl and unconsciously pulled against the restraints.

Operetta continued to suck as she used her other hand to touch herself–even though Hunter has done nothing to her, seeing him in this state got her wet and bothered.

Whatever Operetta couldn't fit in her mouth, she pumped him with her hand; her mouth and hand soon became too much for Hunter to handle "shit, Operetta I'm going to—”

Knowing he was about to cum, Operetta released him with a pop of her mouth. Hunter's eyes widened, “wha–"

Operetta began to pump Hunter teasingly slow, causing him to shut his eyes.

He was so sensitive at this point that even her teasing was enough to send him over the edge.

Sensing his release, Operetta's eyes glinted mischievously as she grabbed the base of his cock tightly, preventing him from cumming..

Hunter groaned in dismay and looked down, "Operetta," he growled. Operetta gave a teasing laugh, "I'm not letting you cum yet, Hunter."

Before Hunter can say anything in reply, Operetta took the head of his cock in her mouth before taking his entire length in her mouth.

She glanced up at Hunter, who was letting out moans as well as incoherent curses. His hands were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

She kept a hand in his abdomen in order to keep him from thrusting up. “Fuck–” Hunter let out.

But once again, Operetta released his length from her mouth before he could cum, and she grabbed the base of his cock to prevent him from cumming.

“I thought I said not yet?” she said tauntingly. Hunter let out a growl and glared at Operetta. He cared and adored her a lot but what she was doing now was frustrating.

Breaking from his thoughts, Operetta brought up her hand that she used from touching herself and brought it to her mouth. Before she could lick her fingers clean in front of him, a hand grabbed her wrist.

Operetta's eyes widened, "H-Hunter?" “I've lost my patience Operetta.” he growled in her ear.

In a manner of seconds, Operetta found herself underneath Hunter, who still had her wrist in his hand. He then took her fingers and slowly sucked off each one, making sure Operetta watched.

Operetta held in her breath, her eyes becoming glazed over at his erotic actions.

She bit back a moan once she felt his hard on graze her clothed yet dripping sex.

Operetta made an attempt to switch places but Hunter held her in place. “Was that a game or punishment Operetta?” he whispered against her neck.

Before Operetta could even muster an answer, one of Hunter's hands removed her underwear and began to tease her clit “ahh...hnnnn, Hunter!” she moaned.

In a flash, Operetta found herself on top again. Her eyes widened as she looked at Hunter, who looked expectantly at her. “Ride me,” he ordered. “Big mistake,” she replied.

Operetta began to grind against Hunter, making sure her clit went against his cock. Hunter began to moan, trying to hold her hips in place.

“What a bad demon you are…” she whispered harshly. Hunter gritted his teeth.

“Operetta...please…” Operetta's eyes lit up, “Since you said please…”

Operetta took him in her hand and began to lower herself on him. Once she was all the way in both sighed in content.

Operetta began to slowly ride him, and he began to thrust up, causing both to moan in ecstasy.

Operetta shut her eyes tightly in ecstasy; her moans grew louder until Hunter pulled her in for a kiss.

Hunter's hand trailed down her curves and he began to rub her causing Operetta to break off from the kiss and groan at Hunter's neck.

He began to thrust into Operetta harder, with a desperate need to release “ahh~, Hunter I'm going to--” “me too...ah–come for me, Operetta,” he whispered.

At that, Operetta came hard, with Hunter following after her release. Exhausted, Operetta lowered herself on Hunter taking in sharp breaths.

She looked up at him: his hair was disheveled, a thin layer of sweat was present on his forehead, and his breath came in pants. Hunter looked back at Operetta, a small smile gracing his lips.

“See, isn’t it nice to be denominated for once?” Operetta winked. “Definitely.” Hunter smiled, “but now, it’s my turn.” Hunter turned off the lights, the two making love long into the night.

~A/N~

There u go LunarGelfling45 a perfect Hunter x Operetta lemon! I hoped u like it!

So, we've done 4 islands so far, each special to their own couple. Do u know which one we haven't done yet?

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We ain't anywhere close to the end!

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