Supreme Spouse System.

Chapter 13 - Crimson Temptation—Rias. [R-18]

Crimson Temptation—Rias.

The soft flicker of candlelight painted the room in hues of gold and crimson, shadows swaying gently on the walls like silent spectators. A subtle floral scent lingered in the air—rose oil, perhaps, or thickening the atmosphere with a teasing intimacy.

Leon stepped into his chamber, closing the door behind him with a soft click. Leon stepped into his room and froze. He hadnʼt expected this. Not entirely. But part of him... part of the man he had become in this new life... had hoped.

There she was.

There, resting atop his bed with only a sheet of silk draped teasingly across her form, was Rias.

Her crimson hair spilled across the pillows like liquid fire, strands catching the candlelight and dancing with sensual shadows. A single black silk sheet draped lazily over her—barely clinging to her breasts and hips, each breath she took threatening to cast it aside. Her crimson eyes glowed beneath half-lidded lashes, locking onto his like a predator locking onto prey.

Her glowing red eyes met his. Steady. Unblinking. Challenging.

”Daddy ...” she whispered, voice velvet and heat, soaked in need.

Leon didnʼt speak. He couldnʼt—not immediately. The sight of her stole his words, burned the air in his lungs. Rias—once soft-spoken and reserved—was no longer shy. She radiated womanhood now, sensual and dangerous, like a priestess of sin offering herself at the altar of forbidden gods. She rose from the bed like a dark flame. The silk slipped down her body, pooling at her feet with a whisper. There was no modesty in her—only power. Rias knew her effect on him. She wielded it like a blade.

Leonʼs eyes roamed—neck to breast, breast to waist, waist to the curve of her thighs. Her skin glowed under candlelight, a delicate blush spreading across her chest and cheeks. Her breasts were full and perky, her nipples already hardened from the cool air or her own anticipation. Her hips curved like poetry. Her thighs—smooth and strong—moved with sensual grace her pink beautiful womanhood shone with her arousal her soft hips. She walked to him, slow and deliberate, the sway of her body like a sirenʼs song.

Rias walked to him with the poise of a goddess descending from her altar. She stopped just inches away, her breasts pressed softly against his chest, her nipples like firm points of heat through the fabric. Her breath ghosted across his jaw as she whispered, ”Youʼve been gone all day... and Iʼve been waiting here. Aching.”

He gritted his teeth, suppressing the primal urge rising inside him. His hand moved slowly—possessively—to her hips, squeezing the soft flesh there. She gasped, her body pressing further against him.

”And this is how you greet me?” His voice was low, amused... dark.

”Itʼs how you want me to,” she purred, her lips trailing along his jaw, her fingers undoing his shirt, button by button. ”You want to see me like this, donʼt you? Naked. Begging. Yours.”

Leonʼs hand tightened on her hip, pulling her flush against him. Her breath hitched as her breasts rubbed against his bare chest, nipples catching on skin like sparks.

”Sweetheart,” he murmured, voice thick, ”what exactly are you trying to achieve?”

Riasʼs lips curved in a bold smile, her face flushed and glowing.

”What do you think, Daddy?” she said. ”Iʼm trying to seduce you. Completely. I want you to be mine.”

Leonʼs smile widened, dangerous and teasing. ”My little girl... dreaming of seducing her Daddy?”

She shivered. Not from fear—but from the truth in his words.

His hand slid lower, gripping the curve of her ass, drawing a moan from her throat. She pressed harder against him, and her eyes widened slightly as she felt the thick length straining against his pants.

Her smile deepened, wicked and beautiful. Her hand trailed down, brushing along his waistline, hovering above the pulsing heat.

”Were you thinking about me today?” she asked, crimson eyes burning into his soul.

”Every. Damn. Second.”

”Already?” she teased; voice breathless. ”Youʼre that hard for me?”

”Look at yourself,” Leon growled, golden eyes drinking her in. ”Youʼre a sin wrapped in skin.”

She leaned up, lips brushing his. ”Then take me.”

He grabbed her chin, lifting her face, forcing her eyes to lock with his.

”You want to be mine, Rias?”

”All of me,” she whispered. ”Every breath. Every inch. Every moan.”

She said and leaned in, her lips grazing his. ”Then let me reward your patience.”

Before he could answer, her lips claimed his.

It was fire and silk—wet, deep, messy. Their tongues danced, tangled, devouring each other. Her hand slipped into his hair, fingers tightening. His own hands gripped her hips, squeezing hard, drawing moans from her throat as they kissed like sinners at the altar of forbidden love.

She tasted like heat and honey, and he drank her in with no restraint.

When they finally parted, breathless and wild-eyed, Leon chuckled, voice rough. ”Compared to this morning... your kissingʼs improved, sweetheart.”

Rias didnʼt speak. She smiled—dark and wicked.

Then, with a fluid motion of hips and breasts, she pushed him toward the bed, guiding him down into a seated position. He sat; eyes locked on her as she knelt between his legs.

Rias knelt between Leonʼs legs, her crimson hair cascading like blood silk, brushing against his thighs with every breath she took. Her hands trailed along his legs—featherlight, teasing—as her scarlet eyes met his golden gaze, glowing with something dark... and deeply carnal.

”Are you ready for tonight, Daddy?” she whispered, voice like velvet sin.

Leon leaned back slightly, lips curling into a smirk. ”Sweetheart... I was born ready.”

She giggled—soft, low, yet seductive—before slowly, deliberately, reaching for the buttons of his trousers. Her fingers moved with an artful grace, undoing each one like unwrapping a dangerous gift. The moment the fabric loosened, it jumped free—his manhood standing tall and thick, veined and flushed, proud and throbbing along its length, the head already slick with precum.

Riasʼs lips parted ever so slightly. She brushed her fingers along the base, her touch warm, reverent... worshipful.

”Your manhood looks so big compare to morning, Daddy,” she murmured, a teasing edge in her voice.

Leon chuckled under his breath, brushing his thumb along her cheek. ”And youʼre more dangerous than morning my little demon.”

With that, Rias leaned forward and pressed a kiss—soft and sinful—at the base of his manhood. Another at the tip. Then, slowly, she trailed her tongue along the length, a motion that made his entire body tense with heat. But before things could spiral further—

Her eyes never left his as she leaned in, lips brushing against his tip.

She kissed it first—gentle, worshipful—then gave a long, slow lick from the base to the head. His breath hissed through his teeth as her tongue traced his veins, warm and wet.

Then she took him in.

”Ah—fuck...” Leon groaned, fingers digging into her hair.

Her lips wrapped around him, sucking gently at first, then deeper—slow, controlled strokes. Wet, obscene sounds filled the room. Her throat tightened as she took more of him, saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth.

Glck... slrp... glck...

Her head bobbed, faster now, her hands stroking what her mouth couldnʼt reach. Her eyes stared up at him, teary and glowing with heat, her lashes fluttering as she swallowed around him again and again.

He grunted, hips twitching, the sight of her on her knees, mouth full of him—so obedient, so hungry—driving him to the edge.

”Shit, Rias... your mouth... itʼs too good.”

She moaned around him, the vibration pulling a curse from his lips.

He grabbed the back of her head, thrusting slightly—controlled but firm—guiding her pace. She welcomed it, hollowing her cheeks, sucking harder, deeper. Strings of saliva clung to her lips every time she pulled back, only to take him again with a wet slurp.

Slrp... glck... slrrrp...

The sound of her devotion, the heat of her mouth, the sight of her flushed cheeks and glistening chin—it was all too much.

”Rias... Iʼm close.”

She pulled back with a pop, licking the tip with slow, deliberate circles. ”Do it,” she said, voice hoarse with lust. ”Come in my mouth. I want to taste all of you, Daddy.”

Leon growled, and with a final thrust, he erupted—hot spurts filling her mouth.

She moaned as she swallowed every drop, her eyes fluttering shut in bliss. Not a single trace escaped her lips. When she pulled back, she licked them clean with a satisfied smile.

Then she looked up at him—flushed, panting, glowing.

”Iʼm yours, Daddy,” she whispered. ”Every inch of me.”

Those words snapped something deep inside Leon.

His golden eyes darkened with primal intensity. He stepped forward, wrapped his arms around her, and effortlessly lifted her off the floor. Her soft gasp fluttered in his ear as he carried her like she weighed nothing, her bare skin pressing warmly against his chest.

Then—he threw her.

Not with force, but with playful, unrestrained passion.

Rias yelped in surprise as her body bounced lightly on the bed, her long raven hair spilling over the black silk pillows. Her laugh followed, breathy and flirtatious, eyes gleaming like molten gold. ”That was bold, Daddy.”

Leon didnʼt answer with words. He stripped off his clothes—every last barrier between him and her—until he stood bare before her, his body sculpted like a god carved from fire and war. She giggled, clearly enjoying the show, then he climbed over her and pinned her beneath him.

And without any word His mouth crashed down on hers in a kiss that was all teeth and hunger. Fierce, consuming—an unspoken promise that she was his, utterly and completely.

While he fiercely kisses her, Rias couldnʼt help but try to speak words between kiss but those words came out strangely, but Leon understood everything.

”Iʼm only yours... all of me... for you... Iʼll only look and think about you... so... never abandon me...Daddy.”

He stopped using words and began using actions. A desire arose inside his body and consumed his whole soul... a desire to mark her whole body... and make her his and only his... forever...

he kissed down—along her lips, her cheeks, her eyes, her nose... then her neck. Each kiss was a mark, a claim, his breath warm and heavy. Her body trembled as he reached her chest again, taking one soft mound into his mouth, while his hand playing with other.

Her moan vibrated against his lips as his hands playing with her body, cupping the swell of her breasts, thumbs teasing the tips until she squirmed beneath him. Her back arched, offering herself to him like a prayer, her fingers tangled in his hair, pressing him deeper into her chest.

And then— His kiss dipped lower.

Across her stomach, over her navel, where he left a trail of fire with his lips. She writhed under him, glowing with arousal and love, her body lit with anticipation.

”Daddy ...” she whispered.

”Shh...” he murmured, kissing her again. ”Iʼm not done marking whatʼs mine.”

With he went down further while kissing her belly, and then after passing through the navel, he arrived at the promised land her womanhood.

He sat back for a moment, eyes roaming over her flushed naked body, trembling, breathless. He mesmerized by how her chest rose, how her eyes fluttered, how her thighs squeezed together.

He looked at the glistening spot between her thighs and smiled. ”Youʼre dripping... My little girl.”

”Only for you.... Daddy!” she whispered with burning face and half- open crimson eyes.

His smile deepens then his slowly parted her thigh then exposing the delicate, pink folds beneath. Her scent hit him—a sweet, musky womanly smell that only aroused him further.

When his lips touched her womanhood, Rias cried out softly, while pressing his head deeper in her womanhood.

But he gives her there, a long, deep kiss against her soaked folds.

”Aaah.... Daddy!” she cried out, her back arching. Her hands clutched his hair, her face burning red.

Leonʼs tongue moved with maddening slowness, dragging from the bottom of her slit to the aching nub above. He flicked it gently.

”Sllrp... slrrp... hnnn...”

Her body jolted with every movement, every stroke of his tongue. The sensations were unbearable—too raw, too intimate. Her thighs trembled, trying to resist, but he held her firm, mouth never leaving her.

His tongue pushed past her folds, sliding inside her, tasting her.

”Mmm...”

The wet sounds were obscene—slick, greedy, insatiable.

Rias feel overwhelmed pleasure...

Her hips moved on their own, grinding gently into his mouth.

”Aahh... I canʼt—! I am cumming— Daddy”

Leon didnʼt stop. His tongue pressed and curled in just the right spots. His lips sealed around her clit and sucked gently.

”Slrp... shlick... slrrrp...”

She moans. And then she broke.

”Ah—AHHH! —!!”