Epilogue
Violet
Eight years later
We didn’t stay in the UK. We couldn’t. There was too much controversy about our family, too many eyes on us to stop us living how we wanted.
Even in the depths of the Scottish Highlands or the Welsh valleys, folk recognized us. Turns out, a huge chunk of a wealthy family burning to death, then the survivors selling everything and disappearing, made the general public curious.
So we moved to a different country again. After spending nine months trying to make the UK work, we decided a fresh start was needed. Again.
No one gave a shit about our family in Portugal. We lived in a villa in Porto, one we bought out-right with the money we’d gained from selling all the assets we could, and then we spent maybe four years just existing and rebuilding ourselves.
Enjoying nightlife for the first time, settling into a life we could choose. And choose we did. We chose each other over and over. Even when things were hard, when nightmares made me wake up screaming or guilt sent Theo into a shame spiral, we chose each other.
Eight years of choosing each other.
“Happy birthday, love,” I muttered, kissing Theo on the cheek to rouse him. We had a busy day planned to celebrate the arrival of his thirties. He groaned, but tugged me into him, laying sleepy kisses over my face.
“Thank you,” he said with his sleep husked voice, sending shivers down my spine.
One thing we’d never grown tired of was exploring each other’s bodies, learning what made the other tick, or not, and absorbing every second.
“Mm,” I sighed, pressing my heated body deeper into his. Porto was warm for us. It was by no means extreme, but being used to the English climate, never coming near freezing was something we had to learn to get comfortable with.
And now, here we were in December, snuggled under a duvet I would have kicked off years ago, relishing the quiet of the city before everyone woke up.
“You’re insatiable,” Theo said, waking up as I ran my hand down his body, grazing over the area his new tattoo was still healing. I had some too now.
Nothing with meaning, just mindless decorations and images I liked.
In the eight years we’d been here, I’d cut my hair, let it grow back out again, dyed it a rainbow of colors, pierced my nose and eyebrow, taken the eyebrow piercing out when it got infected, and tattooed my body on many whims. Birds, flowers, song lyrics and pretty patterns, whatever I wanted.
No one to be prim and proper for, it was freeing. The frog on my ankle would be with me forever, but who cared?
“All I ever want is you,” I whispered, and his hand moved down my back. He squeezed my ass cheeks hard, making me yelp in surprise.
We both froze at the sound. “Wait,” I murmured, trying not to laugh. “Maybe she didn’t hear…”
We stared each other in the eyes, humor making his twinkle. The sun was only just starting to warm the darkness away, and she wasn’t usually up before the sunbeam hit the perfect section of her pillow…
I pouted at the click clack of our dog, Nelly’s, nails as she made her slow way to us from her spot in the hall.
“I suppose I’ll let her out then, birthday boy,” I grumbled, beginning to climb out of bed. Theo grabbed me back, making me laugh and yelp as he nuzzled into my neck.
“Don’t go,” he said into my skin. “She can wait.”
“She’s an old girl.” I batted him away. “She can’t wait.”
We’d adopted Nelly and her best friend Gruff from a rescue seven years ago, and while Gruff slept through everything in his advanced age, the slightest disturbance had his big sister wandering, seeking us out.
They’d been older when we got them, and though we didn’t know their exact ages, were definitely in their last years now.
Still, we loved them, did everything for them.
Theo and I made a conscious decision not to have children, not to create any between us, and to not even contemplate adopting any.
We were siblings; we hadn’t hidden that from the government.
But to all our friends here, we were partners. Still, we needed to be careful.
We were still young enough to change our minds, but at twenty-six and thirty, our decision remained solid. The Lewis name had to die. We deserved a selfish life for just us.
“Come on, Nel,” I said with a huff, opening the bedroom door. I heard Theo climb out of bed and wander to our ensuite as Nelly greeted me with her wet nose on my leg. I gave her a good morning stroke and led her to the back door, chattering about her breakfast as we went.
It was an easy life, slow and filled with fun pursuits, but it worked for us. We didn’t work traditional jobs, only doing what fulfilled us, drifting through with warmth and care for each other.
I strolled past the myriad of musical instruments to reach the kitchen while Nelly did her business, smirking at Gruff on his back, legs akimbo.
What more could we want?
Theo joined me in the kitchen a few minutes later, pressing another kiss to the side of my head as he grabbed a coffee.
“So, what’s the plan?” he asked. He’d struggled to let me arrange his day, but had settled into the idea when I assured him it would involve lots of sex.
We’d explored most avenues now, but there was still one thing that remained for us. Something he’d contemplated, I’d researched, we’d watched porn of.
The final frontier, I supposed.
“Open that present,” I said, nodding to the long, thin wrapped in silver paper. I was nervous, a bubble of anxiety in my belly, but I knew he wanted it.
He gave me a suspicious but playful look. “…Okay. Why do I feel like you’re up to something naughty?”
“Open and see.”
I bit my lip as he pulled the paper off the sounding kit. It was top of the line, well recommended by the experts on the many forums I’d frequented, and it came with everything we needed to give it a try.
“Holy shit, really?” he asked, his mouth hanging open a little.
“You like it?”
He looked at it for a few more moments, then up at me with clear excitement. “I can’t fucking wait, baby.”
My smile grew, then he was back in my space, kissing me again as his hard cock prodded my stomach. He lifted me, letting me wrap my legs around his waist before carrying me back to the bedroom, licking and sucking at my skin as we bumped our way down the hall.
"Shit," he grumbled just as we crossed the threshold into the bedroom. "Drop your legs, baby."
I landed on my feet and he stepped back, a wicked grin on his face.
"One sec," he said, and I laughed when he left me there, darting back down the hall and yelling about how he'd forgotten the kit.
I expected him to be excited, but not ready to go right away.
Moments later, he stalked back to me with a big grin on his face, scooping me up over his shoulder to carry me to bed.
My body bounced where it fell on the sheets, and I settled on my elbows to watch him undress. “Aren’t I supposed to be the one in control here?” I asked, tilting my head, observing his delicious body as it came into view.
He shrugged. “Who gives a shit about any of that? I want you to fuck my cock.”
His body crowded over me, his mouth crushing to mine. He kissed me everywhere, moving down my skin to lay his lips on all those old scars, some covered by tattoos now, some all healed up but with memories of what was there before.
Theo always took his time, making me feel so loved along every step. He was never rough unless we’d planned it, he gave as much as he got. But when his tongue landed on my cloth covered pussy, I wrapped my fingers into his hair and tugged him back.
“This is about you, birthday boy.” I smirked.
He pouted. “I want my breakfast.” He strained through my hair hold and kissed my clit, pressing his tongue into the fabric of my pajamas until they were wet and warm. I sighed, letting my legs fall open wider for him.
“Theo,” I moaned, running my hands through his hair to encourage, not to stop.
“Let me make you come before we start,” he said, sitting up a little, his fingers curling into the waistband of my pajamas. “Let me coat my face in you first, please. I want to taste you while you fuck my cock.”
I nodded. How the hell could I refuse that? “Okay.”
He grinned and yanked my clothes off, diving back down, making quick work of giving me an orgasm.
He knew just what buttons to press to make it fast. His tongue was everywhere, warm and a little rough as he roamed, flickered and licked me, fingers pressing into my pussy and ass, using my own fluid as lubricant.
It was so hot, frantic and eager, and within minutes my legs were squeezing around his ears as I came hard.
“Beautiful,” he sighed, kissing the inside of my thighs and up my body, slow and gentle.
I allowed myself to languish in the bliss for a few seconds before the excitement struck me again. Theo let me roll him onto his back, a smile on his face as he watched me position him. He was pliable, but buzzing with energy.
“Now, I already sanitized these,” I told him as I opened the box. “There are three different sizes here, sterile lube and wipes, and a fancy case to keep it all safe.”
He wriggled up the bed a bit so he could see better, his head on the headboard, resting on his forearm thrown behind him.
I straddled his thighs, his hard cock sticking up close to my pussy.
I wanted to kiss it, suck on it and draw all his deliciousness from it.
But I didn’t know what sounding would do, if it would make him cum, if he’d hate it.
I kinda wanted to make him wait until after before I sucked on him… a bit of teasing.
His eyes widened when I pulled out the widest sounding rod.
“You need to be flaccid, remember, to make it easier,” I said, frowning at the sight of his hard cock. It looked angry with how full of blood it was.
“Well, shit, I don’t think I can ever be watching you like this and not be hard.” He winked when I scowled at him. “Look at you.”
I was bigger now, letting my body settle into how it wanted to be.
I was how it wanted to be, exercise and good food, but nothing obsessive, just natural.
My boobs were fuller, my hips spilled over a bit more, and my stomach had stretch-marks at the bottom, but Theo only ever loved every inch of me.
“Well, we need to get you soft first. At least this first time.”
His face dropped. “What the hell am I supposed to do about that?”
I laughed. “Maybe I should flick it?”
“Don’t you dare flick it.” He dug his fingers into my ribcage, making me shriek.
A tickle fight did not make him any softer. And, unlucky for him, I dropped that big rod on the bed, so it was no longer sterile.
In the end, I had to step out of the room for a minute, hiding away from him until he calmed down. I don’t know what he did in there, but when he frantically yelled for me to come back in, I was laughing my head off as I bounced back into position.
His cock was indeed a tiny bit softer, semi-hard, but not raging like before.
“Work fast, baby,” he begged, a little breathless.
With clean hands, I squirted the lube packet over the smallest sounding bar and lined it up with the head of his cock. I wouldn’t ask him if he was sure; I knew he was.
Very, very slowly, I inserted the rod into his urethra, watching with fascination as his cock swelled back up around it.
“Holy fucking shit,” Theo groaned, his mouth falling open, his entire body tense. He gripped the bedsheets and held his hips steady, raised a little, as I pushed the steel rod into him.
“How does it feel?” I whispered, desperate to get my face down there and my mouth around him. He looked incredible.
“Uh,” he stuttered. “Fucking intense. Good. Shit.” His eyes rolled back as I got as deep as I could, then twisted the rod, before pulling it almost all the way back out.
The sight of his slit stretching around the metal was beautiful. There was no tension or pull from him, the rod sliding nicely up and down like it was supposed to be there.
“Faster, fuck,” Theo groaned, trying to lift his hips.
“Stop moving,” I demanded, terrified I was going to hurt him. “Or I’ll have to tie you up.”
“Oh, holy shit, next time.”
Theo was a mess as I fucked his cock with the rod, growing in confidence with each agonizing pass. I wrapped my other hand around his shaft and squeezed, creating even more pressure inside him, matching the pace as I fucked him and jerked his cock.
When beats of fluid started forming at the tip, then dragging up the rod, I decided I needed a taste, a better view.
“Violet..” he cried in pleasure, louder than I’d ever heard him before. He looked so beautiful underneath me, at my mercy.
I twisted him around, so carefully, so his hips were at the edge of the bed, his feet settling on the floor, spread wide for me to settle between.
This way, I could kiss his skin, be at eye level with his cock as I made him come inside. My tongue found his soft balls, licking and rolling them, sucking wet kisses onto them as I kept fucking him.
I knew the moment he was going to come because his balls drew up tight at the base of his cock and his breathing grew even more labored. He was on the brink of something crazy.
He cried my name again, almost delirious with pleasure, and I sat up on my knees, pulling the rod out quick and careful, wrapping my lips around his sensitive head and crying out when reams of cum landed on my tongue.
So much shot from him as he screamed out, gripping my hair, holding me tight to his body, curling up and twitching, groaning.
It went on for the longest I’d ever seen, and by the time he came down and released my hair, he was a sweaty, incoherent mess. I smiled as I clambered onto the bed with him, taking a quick moment to look at his cock. It was fine, slick with saliva and lube, softening against his thigh.
“I’ll get you a cloth,” I muttered, moving to climb off him. But once more, he didn’t let me; his arms grabbed me and yanked me into his sweaty body.
“Oh baby, you aren’t going anywhere until you do that to me again.”
Eight years so far and we still surprised each other. Still wanting more. I was obsessed with him, unhealthy and mad, illegal, taboo, everything that could be wrong with our relationship was. But it didn’t matter.
We were each other’s whole world. Each kiss like the first, each touch electric.
“Fuck, I love you so much, baby,” Theo growled against my lips, pressing our bodies together tight.
“I love you more.”
And a life of love was all we needed.
=THE END=
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