NOVPUBCassius's gaze softened as he looked at Diana, his eyes shimmering with a tenderness that contrasted sharply with his earlier dominance.
A flicker of regret passed over his face, as if the weight of his actions had settled in his chest.
Gently, he cupped her breasts from beneath, lifting them with a careful reverence, his fingers tracing their curves as if inspecting them for damage.
"Are you okay, Diana?" He asked, his voice low and sincere, laced with a quiet concern. "I didn't mean to hurt you like that, to say those degrading things. I only did it to help Vivi feel better about herself, like you wanted since these..." He paused, his thumbs brushing lightly over her nipples, drawing a soft whimper from her lips. "...these are actually precious to me. I adore them, you know that right?"
His touch was gentle now, almost apologetic, as he caressed her sensitive skin, his eyes locked on hers with a warmth that made her breath catch.
Vivi watched, her heart pounding, her lips still tingling from their earlier kiss. She stayed silent, her eyes wide with anticipation, eager to see what would unfold between her mother and Cassius.
Cassius then leaned closer, his voice dropping to a gentle murmur. "Does it hurt, Diana? Tell me the truth. I need to know if you're okay, if there's anything I can do to make it better." His fingers lingered on her breasts, his touch light but firm, sending shivers through her.
Diana's eyes flicked to Vivi, a fleeting moment of hesitation as she tried to shield her vulnerability from her daughter. She straightened slightly, her voice firm but strained.
"I-I'm fine, Cassius." She said, her tone clipped, as if trying to reclaim her dignity. "There's no need to fuss over me...I can handle it."
But Cassius wasn't convinced. His hand moved to her chin, gently turning her face to meet his gaze, his eyes searching hers with a sincerity that made her heart stutter.
"Don't lie to me, Diana." He said, his voice soft but insistent, carrying a quiet plea. "I feel guilty, you know. I can't stand the thought of hurting you. Tell me it hurts, and I promise I'll make it better."
"...Just be honest with me. Does it hurt? Is there anything I can do?" His tone was tender, almost lover-like, a shift from the commanding cruelty of before, and it unraveled something deep within her.
Hearing the love and care in his tone, Diana's resolve crumbled, her body warming under his gaze, her skin tingling with a heat she couldn't suppress. The sudden shift from his dominance to this caring tenderness was overwhelming, melting her defenses.
She glanced at Vivi one last time, her daughter's wide-eyed stare anchoring her for a moment, but the pull of Cassius's sincerity was too strong, as she then leaned forward, her voice dropping to a soft, almost pitiful whisper, as if she were his lover seeking comfort.
"It...it does hurt." She admitted, her tone coy and vulnerable. "My breasts, they're aching, Cassius. When you twisted my nipples, it felt like you were going to rip them off. And that slap..."
She pointed to the red handprint on her breast, her voice trembling with a childish undertone.
"This part burns, like someone pressed a hot iron against me...It hurts so much."
Her eyes glistened, limpid and teary, as she looked up at him, her vulnerability laid bare.
Vivi's breath caught, her eyes widening in awe. She'd never seen her mother like this—so soft, so unguarded, acting like a lovesick girl in front of Cassius.
At home, with her father, Diana was always regal, composed, a pillar of elegance.
But now, she was a pleading, almost playful lover, craving his care in a way Vivi had never witnessed.
The sight sent a shiver through her, her body tingling with shock and fascination.
Cassius's smile was warm, his eyes glinting with a mix of affection and mischief.
"Poor thing." He murmured, his voice dripping with sympathy. "You want me to make it better, don't you? To take away that pain?" He tilted his head, his hands still cradling her breasts gently, as if waiting for her permission.
Diana hesitated, but eventually her lips parted, and she nodded slowly, her eyes pleading.
"P-Please." She whispered, her voice barely audible, thick with need. "Make it feel better, Cassius."
His smirk retumed, a playful edge to it as he leaned closer, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.
"I can help you out in two ways, Diana." He said, his eyes gleaming with intent. "I could get some ointment, rub it all over these beautiful breasts of yours. That'd soothe the pain, make them feel better. Or..." He paused, his gaze turning knowing, a flush creeping over Diana's face as she anticipated his next words. "...I could give them some love, the kind that's just as potent as any medicine."
"...Which do you want, Diana? Tell me."
Diana gulped, her eyes darting to Vivi, who watched with bated breath, waiting for her mother's answer. The weight of the moment pressed down on her, but the desire for his touch, for the relief only he could offer, was too strong.
She swallowed hard, her voice trembling as she spoke.
"I...I want your love." She said, her words soft but clear. But Cassius didn't accept it as he chuckled and said, "I didn't hear you, Diana. Look at me and say it again, loud and clear. Tell me exactly what you want."
Diana's heart raced, her body trembling with shame and longing. She met his gaze, her eyes shining with a desperate, loving intensity.
"I-I want your love, Cassius." She said, her voice stronger now, though still laced with a coy vulnerability. "I want you to love my breasts, to cover them with your love until the pain's gone, until I can't feel anything else...Please, I need it."
Cassius's smile softened, his eyes warm with approval. "Just like your daughter." He said, his voice low and tender. "Both of you, so brave, opening up like this. I'm proud of you, Diana."
Before she could respond, he lifted her breasts higher, his fingers brushing her nipples with a gentle reverence.
"Let's show these poor things some care, after all I put them through." He murmured, his voice husky with promise and then leaned down, his lips closing around one sensitive nipple, sucking gently at first, then with a slow intensity that made Diana gasp, a soft whimper spilling from her lips.
"Lick!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Suck!♡~"
Cassius's lips moved with fervent intensity over Diana's nipple, his tongue swirling in slow circles, teasing every sensitive ridge with a passion that sent shivers through her.
"Mmm!♡~ Ahhh!♡~ So hard!♡~ Noo!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Nnn!♡~"
The wet, naughty sounds of his sucking filled the room, a rhythmic smacking that mingled with Diana's soft, involuntary moans. His mouth worked hungrily, as if he were a starved infant, drawing on her with a desperate need, though no milk came.
Vivi watched, her breath shallow, her body aflame with a forbidden heat. The sight of Cassius's lips on her mother's breast stirred a strange, nostalgic pang—she remembered nursing as a child, the intimate bond of her mother's warmth, and now here was Cassius, claiming that same closeness in a way that felt both profane and intoxicating.
Her thighs pressed together, a damp ache growing beneath her, her embarrassment warring with an undeniable arousal.
"Ahh!♡~ Suck!♡~ Noo Cassius!♡~ Not so hard!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Lick!♡~"
Diana's head tilted back, her mouth falling open as she surrendered to the sensation, her moans growing louder, more desperate, each one a testament to the pleasure coursing through her.
"Mmph!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Ahhh!♡~"
Her face was a portrait of ecstasy, her eyes half-lidded, her lips trembling as Cassius alternated between her nipples, lifting each breast to his face with a reverent grip. .
He sucked one, his tongue flicking and circling, then moved to the other, his lips closing around it with a hungry pull that made Diana whimper, her body arching into him.
"Nnn!♡~ Suck!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Mmmph!♡~"
The sounds were obscene, wet and fervent, filling the room with an erotic charge that left Vivi dizzy, her own nipples hardening under her thin top.
Cassius pulled back slightly, his lips glistening as he looked at Diana's breasts, his voice low and dripping with desire.
"God, these nipples." He murmured, his tone thick with lust. "They're so sweet, Diana, like toffee, like candy I could suck on forever. They're an absolute delight, addictive, tantalizing."
"Even if they're bone dry, like I said before, I wouldn't care. I could spend all night with my mouth on them, lost in how perfect they feel."
He tugged gently on one nipple, teasing it until it stood rigid, and Diana's cheeks flushed a deep crimson, her breath hitching.
"Especially when they're this hard." He continued, his voice a husky growl. "So stiff, I could chew on them like they're candy."
He leaned in, his teeth grazing one nipple lightly, a delicate bite that sent a sharp jolt through Diana, painful yet exquisitely pleasurable.
"Mmmph!♡~ Ahhh!♡~ Don't bite them!♡~ Nnn!♡~ Suck!♡~ It hurts!♡~"
She gasped, her hands instinctively wrapping around his head, pulling him closer, pressing his face deeper into her chest as she surrendered to the ecstasy.
"Slurp!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Nnn! ♡~"
Cassius didn't stop. His lips moved from her nipples to the soft, plump flesh of her breasts, kissing and sucking with a firm, possessive hunger. His tongue traced the curves, lapping at the underside, leaving wet trails that made Diana squirm, her hips shifting in his lap.
"Ooooh!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Lick!♡~ Ahhh!♡~"
"A doctor shouldn't have breasts like these." He teased, his voice low and dirty as he lifted her breasts higher, pressing them against his face. "If a patient saw these, they'd lose all focus."
"They'd forget their pain, their treatment, everything—just stare at these gorgeous things, dreaming of being enveloped by them."
He squeezed them from beneath, making them jut out even more, his lips brushing the tender skin.
"Hell, even on their deathbed, one look at these beauties would bring a man back to life. They're pure vitality, Diana."
"...You have the gift of life hanging of your chest, how do feel about that?"
