Ch 51: {NSFW} Memories: Wraith Raising (2)

Memories: Wraith Raising (2)

"Aren't you a little young to be in this club, sonny?" the bartender asked as he looked at the youthful man that had just hopped up onto one of his stools.

"Aren't you a little too busy to care?" Wraith's voice distorted by the heavy emotions that still weighed him down, replied as he tossed a pile of lien on the counter. He had changed out of his Wraith attire and into a simple pair of dark navy blue jeans and a black leather biker jacket over a lime green Vital Festival 38 T-shirt and dark brown riding boots.

"Whisky, mid-shelf, keep them coming." The pile of lien was enough for a bottle from the top shelf. The fact he had asked only for mid-shelf told the barkeep he was either a fool or knew exactly what he was doing. And from the bloody aura he could feel emanating from the young man, he was more inclined to bet on the latter. Without a word, he pulled out a round, squat whiskey glass from under the counter and poured him a generous round from a bottle from the mid-shelf.

Throwing his head back, Wraith downed the glass in one before slamming the heavy glass down on the counter loud enough to draw the attention of some nearby patrons. None of them drunk enough yet to become fools, and they quickly recognized the kid as trouble. The dangerous kind that you couldn't shoo away and could only make yourself small to try and avoid. As veterans of the shadier side of Vale, they were all well acquainted with those kinds of people, and some of the closer ones casually began to move farther away. Except for two teenage girls.

*haaa* Downing his second glass as fast as his first. Ray let out a tired sigh. The whiskey burned like fire as it slid down his throat, but it did little to warm him up. He couldn't get the sound of the child's mother's wailing or the sight of her father's hollow gaze out of his head. From the moment he had arrived on their doorstep to the moment he left, he hadn't been able to say a word. He had just handed over his precious package and stood there awkwardly watching. There was simply nothing to say. Sorry didn't even begin to describe the remorse he felt. He had taken this job to avenge their daughter but, while her rapist was now reduced to dust, their little angel was dead. It all felt so pointless right now.

Ray's commiserating was interrupted by a silky voice calling out from behind him. "Hey, handsome. Buy a girl and her sister a drink?". At the same time, the owner of the voice slid onto the barstool to his right while Ray heard a rustle of cloth to his left that he assumed was her sister doing the same.

*Chuckle* "Two sisters asking a stranger for a drink? You're either horny or trying to stick it to someone." Ray chuckled as he signaled the bartender to pour the young ladies a glass. "Personally, I'm hoping for horny." a touch of roguish teasing lightening his voice as he turned to his right to get a good look at the first girl who had spoken. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in surprise.

Pale white skin. Vibrant light green eyes highlighted by turquoise eyeshadow. Long silky smooth hair as black as the night that shimmered down past her waist. Her dainty fingers covered in white gloves that turned to lace at her wrists and extended to just below her elbows. Her long legs wrapped in tight white leather high heeled boots with red laces that reached all the way up past her knees and left the sacred zone of her thighs exposed except for a bit of turquoise lace that peeked out of the tops of her boots and the straps of her garter belt that held her lace stockings up disappearing into the ruffles of her short skirt. She was wearing a simple strapless dress that started white at the top and gradually changed to turquoise as it went down with a bow nestled neatly between her perky 30C breasts and just covered her plump ass that pushed out her skirt behind her. She also had a white sunflower pin in her hair and a furry white scarf around her neck. She was a treat for the eyes. The impish glint in her eyes said she was here to have fun, and the pouty face she was giving him in protest to his jest said that she was confident in herself. Melanie Malachite.

[If she is on my right, then to my left must be… Yep*] Ray turned his attention to the silent girl on his left after flashing Melanie a roguish smile. A smile that split into a full-on carnal grin as he saw her sister, Miltia. Except for her hair cut into a bob cut and wearing red where her sister wore white and black where she wore turquoise, the girl on his left was the mirror image of the girl on his right. He had just hooked himself the infamous Malachite twins. Two of his favorite RWBY characters from his first life that, unfortunately, had very little screen time despite their beauty and potential. Now could he land them?

Thirty minutes later, the answer was a clear resounding yes. The girls had led a very willing Ray up to the second floor of the bar and into a bedroom that, based on the two beds and the decor, actually belonged to the two of them.

"No need for that." Ray said as he saw the girls starting to undress, he had always had a thing for partially dressed women. Not giving them time to take off more than their accessories and scarves, Ray tossed aside his jacket and lifted Melanie up into the air and tossed her long sexy booted legs over his shoulders as he dove right in and buried his face between her soft, plump thighs.

"Ahmmm~," Melanie couldn't help but release a moan of surprise and pleasure and bury her fingers in his thick dark red locks as Ray began sucking on her black lacy panties and rubbing his nose against her shy clitoris. While he enjoyed his midnight snack, Ray walked steadily towards one of the beds before falling back into it. His lips never leaving Melanie's moistening panties. Instead, he nuzzled her panties to the side just before falling backward and used the rebound of their fall to shove his tongue deep within her moist cavern.

"Yeeeeesssss!" Melanie hissed in pleasure as Ray entered her. Having a guy eat her out felt so different from having her sister do it. She liked it. Melanie turned her lust glazed eyes to check on her twin to find Miltia still standing where she had been when Ray had grabbed her, her ungloved right hand digging into her pussy as she bit down on the finger of her red gloved left hand to hold back her moans. All the while, her passionate gaze remained locked on where her sister and their new toy connected. No, that wasn't quite right. Her gaze was focused a little lower. Melanie also turned her gaze lower to see what had drawn her sister's attention, only to find a significant bulge pushing out the front of his pants.

*Ssssss* Melanie took in a quick breath and shivered both at the sight and at Ray, who had begun to use his lips to nibble on her nub that he had finally coaxed into coming out to play. His hands weren't idle either. As he enjoyed this delectable feast, his hands danced across her silky smooth thighs, playing them like a pianist with light yet decisive touches in all the right places as he toyed with her garter belts and squeezed her juicy cheeks. Even her booted legs were not spared his caresses as even through the tailored leather she could feel his touch exploring every inch of her lower body.

[Just how big is he!?] "Uhmm!" Melanie thought as Ray's tongue found one of her sweet spots and sent lightning zipped through her body, forcing another melodious moan from between her elegant pink lips. Her question was soon answered by her sister crawling onto the bed and releasing the beast within. The answer was big. Thick enough that they would barely be able to encircle it entirely with one hand and long enough that even with two, they wouldn't be able to cover its shaft. Like a dragon soaring towards the sky, the meaty tower sprung up from his confines to challenge the heavens. Feeling her body growing hotter by the second, Melanie pulled down the hem of her dress and her bra with it. Her snow bunnies hopped out of their confines with a lascivious bounce that it was a pity Ray couldn't see. Following her urges, Melanie began to rub and pinch her snowy mounds with both hands as her eyes feasted on the sight of her twin sister kneeling before the cock that would soon take both of their virginities and as the man who would wield it dined on her honey pot.

*Gulp* Miltia couldn't help but swallow as the veiny monstrosity smacked her tender cheek and grew even harder. Her cheeks grew as red as her eyeshadow, and her breath turned slightly ragged as she brought her gloved right hand tentatively towards it. Gripping it at its base, Miltia began carefully squeezing and rubbing the beast. Her brain was becoming fuzzier by the second, and everything she thought she knew about sex was fliting away.

Its musky scent was intoxicating. Unconsciously, Miltia began moving her face closer and closer until her parted lips were almost kissing the bulbous head and her rapid breathing tickled its swollen shaft. Feeling the warm breath of the young succubus, Ray's dragon began twitching within her velvet-gloved hand, searching around for a warm moist cave to dive into and claim for its own.

"Ahh!" Miltia let out a soft squeak as the twitching beast abruptly jumped and smacked her on the lips. She jerked her head back in surprise and accidentally squeezed down hard on the shaft she was holding.

"Ugh!" Ray grunted in pain into Melanie's dripping cavern. "Ease up a bit." Ray lifted Melania up just long enough to shoot Miltia a reprimanding glare and scold her before returning to his meal. Even redder now from the embarrassment layered on top of her arousal Miltia licked her lips nervously and tasted something funny on them. It was salty and a little sweet. She rather liked it. As she pondered the foreign taste, her pale green eyes were drawn to the droplets of fluid secreting from the tip of the dragon glistening in the room's dim lights.

As though hypnotized by the shining jewels, Miltia once again slowly approached the ferocious beast that she had retreated from moments before. Like a curious cat, Miltia's tongue flicked out and lapped up a drop. Her eyes sparkled at the taste even as they glazed over even further from lust. Her tongue shot out again and again, licking up more and more of the clear fluid as her hand began pumping up and down, trying to draw out more of the delicious elixir.

Unsatisfied with the speed the veiny shaft was releasing the delicacy, Miltia spread her luscious peach lips and swallowed the tip. She began sucking on the meaty mushroom cap drawing more and more of it out. She loved the taste of it. As she savored the flavor, some of the stuff she had read before came back to her, and she started licking and sucking on the top of the dragon like a lollipop as she used one hand to rub and stroke and squeeze its shaft while her other hand slipped beneath her own ruined red lacy panties to tease her little nub and plumb the depths of her flooding cave.

"EEeeeeee!" Soon, Melanie's squeal of pleasure interrupted the salacious symphony of passionate moans and moist squelching as she reached climax on Ray's tongue and flooded his face with her juices.