Supervillain Idol System: My Sidekick Is A Yandere

Chapter 678 678: Don’t Leave Us (Part 1) (R-18)

"As long as it takes."The words left his lips softer than he intended, rough with something unspoken.

Elle's breath hitched—her glowing amber eyes widened, pupils dilating until only a thin ring of gold remained.

The blue mist curling from her hair pulsed brighter, swirling in erratic patterns as her lips parted.

A flush crept up her neck, staining her pale skin pink.

"R-Really?" Her voice wavered, the unnatural duality flickering like a weak signal.

Her body pressed harder against him, thighs tightening around his hips.

Don nodded. "Yes."

The word left his lips rough, barely more than a breath, but Elle heard it—her pupils swallowed the gold of her irises completely, leaving only black.

A sharp, needy sound caught in her throat as he leaned in, closing the last inch between them.

Their lips crashed together in the next moment—hot, deep. It left no room for hesitation.

Don's fingers dug into the soft curve of Elle's ass through her shorts, pulling her against him as she let out a muffled whimper against his mouth.

Her hips rolled instinctively, grinding down onto his lap.

The blue mist from her hair coiled around them like smoke, pulsing brighter with every ragged breath she took.

Ah~

Her tongue slid against his, wet and insistent, tasting him with a hunger that bordered on feral.

Don's fingers hooked into the waistband of her shorts, tugging them down just enough to reveal the curve of her ass, the thin fabric of her thong straining against soft flesh.

Elle gasped—sharp, needy—her hips jerking forward as his palm cupped her, squeezing just hard enough to make her thighs tremble.

"Mn—!" Her breath hitched, hot against his lips, the blue mist from her hair coiling tighter around them like a living thing.

"Touch us more," Elle whispered, breath hitching as she pulled away just enough to yank her sweater up and over her head.

The fabric caught briefly on her wrists before she tossed it aside, her perky tits bouncing free—glistening under the Bentley's ambient lighting, the blue mist clinging to her flushed skin like dew.

Don's grip on her thigh tightened, his thumb digging into the softness as he dragged his gaze down.

Ah~ Her nipples were already hard, pebbled under his stare, the pink tips wet with the same unnatural glow that pulsed in her eyes.

Don blinked once before moving his hands up to her waist and hugging her tighter.

She let out a gasp—ah~—but before she could finish, he came forward and planted his mouth on her right nipple.

The second his lips closed around the stiff peak, Elle's back arched violently, her fingers knotting in his hair.

A low wet sound filled the cabin as his tongue dragged over her, savoring the way her skin tasted faintly of salt and something electric.

"Mn—!

Elle looked down at him kissing her nipple, her blush deepening as a pleased smile curled across her lips, revealing the sharp white edges of her canine teeth.

"I love you, Donnie, please—" Elle's voice trembled, raw and breathless, as she rocked her hips against him in slow circles.

Her breast jiggled against his mouth, the stiff peak dragging wetly across his lips with every needy roll of her body.

A thin string of saliva connected his tongue to her nipple before snapping—ah~—her thighs squeezing around him as she shuddered from the action.

The Bentley's leather seats creaked under their weight, the scent of sweat and something faintly metallic thickening in the air.

Before Don could close his lips around her other nipple, Elle suddenly pulled away—her breath ragged, pupils blown wide—and slid off his lap with unnatural grace.

The blue mist clinging to her skin stretched between them like melted sugar before snapping as she moved back to the other seat and leaned toward his crotch.

Her fingers trembled against his fabric, nails scraping denim as the zipper tore down, her knuckles brushing the hard outline of his cock straining against his boxers.

Elle's fingers worked to removed his cock before they curled around it, her grip trembling slightly as she pulled it free from his boxers.

The meaty length twitched against her palm, already a bit slick with pre-cum, the tip glistening under the dim cabin lights.

Her lips parted—ah~—as she stared at it, her breath heavy with excitement.

A string of saliva dripped from her lower lip, landing right on the tip with a soft plick~.

The wetness trailed down the shaft, mixing with the sticky sheen already coating him.

"We missed you too," Elle murmured, her breath hot and damp against the wet head of his cock before her lips parted—ah~—stretching wide as she lowered herself onto him with a slow, soft slide.

The wet heat of her mouth enveloped him inch by inch, her tongue pressing flat against his underside as she took him deeper, drool already spilling from the corners of her stretched lips.

A thick strand of saliva connected her lower lip to his shaft, trembling before snapping—glrk~—as her throat fluttered around the tip.

Her fingers tightened around his base, knuckles whitening as she worked her mouth down further, her nose pressing into the coarse hair at his pelvis.

Elle's lips stretched obscenely around him, her inexperience evident in the way her teeth occasionally grazed his shaft—ah~—before she caught herself, softening her mouth with a whimper.

Drool pooled under her tongue, spilling over in thick, glistening strands that dripped onto his thighs.

Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked him deeper, the wet slrrp~ of her efforts filling the Bentley's cabin.

Her fingers fumbled at the base of his cock, squeezing almost too tight before easing—mn~—her thumb swiping clumsily over the leaking tip.

Don's fingers tangled into Elle's hair, the silken strands slipping between his knuckles like warm oil as he guided her down further.

She didn't resist—only a shuddering moan—mmfph~—vibrating around his cock as her throat opened wetly, swallowing him deeper.

Her nails dug into his thighs, blunt crescents pressing into flesh as she fought her own gag reflex, saliva bubbling past her stretched lips.

The heat of her mouth was suffocating, her tongue writhing under his throbbing cock in slow, desperate pulses—mnf~—as if trying to milk him already.

Elle's lips popped free with a wet glrk~, her mouth glistening as she pulled back just enough to let his cock slide between her spit-slick lips twice more, each drag sending thick strands of saliva dripping down his shaft.

Her fingers trembled against his thighs, nails leaving faint pink crescents as she finally released him with a shuddering gasp—huff~—her chest rising fast.

Elle pulled off him, panting as she fell back into her seat—huff~ huff~—her fingers hooking into the waistband of her shorts.

The fabric peeled down her thighs with a slow drag, damp from sweat and her own arousal clinging to the inside.

Her hips lifted, the shorts catching on her knees before she kicked them off in a tangle around one ankle.

The thin lace of her panties clung to her, soaked through slightly——the dark fabric transparent where it pressed into her folds.

Elle climbed back onto his lap with a desperate whimper—ah~—her thighs trembling as she straddled him, the soaked lace of her panties pressing his cock flat against them.

The damp fabric clung to her folds, imprinting the swollen outline of her pussy against his shaft as she ground down in slow, stick circles.

Her breasts jiggled with each movement, nipples stiff and glistening from the wetness he left.

A hot bead of pre-cum smeared between them, stringing from his tip to her stomach before snapping as she rocked harder.

Elle met his gaze, her amber eyes glowing faintly as she ran trembling fingers through his hair, her nails scraping lightly against his scalp.

"We want to feel you inside..." she murmured, her voice layered with that eerie duality—soft and breathy yet underlined by something deeper, hungrier.

Her hips lifted just enough for her fingers to hook into the soaked lace of her panties—mmfph~—peeling the damp fabric aside with a sticky sound.

The swollen lips of her pussy glistened under the cabin lights, flushed pink and wet with arousal.