Dimitri Sly Cooper 2 Novelas e Histórias

Stephanie pushed him to the bed, while Dimitra went to take a seat on a couch where she could see them clearly. She watched Stephanie slowly shrug off her black leather coat to reveal the black lingerie she had underneath. The couple inhaled simultaneously at the woman’s perfect body. “Siri, the purple playlist.” Dimitra called out from her seat. The speaker purred to life, and sensual music filled the room. Stephanie put on a great performance as she stripped, teased, and danced. She went on her knees, slowly opened Giorgios’ pants, and took him in her mouth.

Cooper scoffed, “Fuck off, Hansly.” “Guys,” another one chimed in, “he’s comfortable with looking like his sister, leave him alone.” Laughter. Cooper grunted loudly. “You fuck off, too, asshole.” Soon the rest of the men were teasing Cooper. Dmitri stopped at the stairs and turned back to the six men that were behind him and they quickly stopped and fell silent and he glared at them, unamused by their childish banter. “Cooper, Peter, Hansley, Anthony, Quinn and Brett,” he warned as he let out a low growl, “get it together. We do not have time to act like children.” Dmitri waited until they all nodded and avoided his eye contact before he turned around and continued down the stairs. The stair

Dimitri holds onto my waist with his hand, while his other slips inside me again. “Next time I want you to feel you throbbing like this on my cock,” he murmurs, slipping out of me, then inside again. “And no covering your screams; I like hearing what I can do to you.” He pushes me back, looking straight into my eyes before he slips his fingers out of me and pops them into his mouth. Closing his eyes, he lets out an approving moan as soon as he tastes me.

I was so lost in familiarising with the new feeling, that I didn't realise when the princess came and stood across me. The princess held a shining silver sword which made my hands itch to hold it myself. The hilt was black adorned with brass at the top and the end. The black color formed a design above the hilt and ran straight to reach the middle of the sword. The blade was so sharp that every time the sunlight touched it, it gleamed brightly trying to blind me. The more I looked at it the more the urge amplified to play with it in the air for hours. Mixing some mysterious ingredients into the copper Chalice, the priest dipped his fingers in the mixture and dropped three drops of blood abov

“I can’t take it anymore. Please fuck me. I need your cock inside me. Please ruin me.” Dimitri stood, rubbing the fat, scorching head of his massive cock up and down her soaked slit, teasing her swollen clit. “Tell me who you belong to tonight,” he demanded darkly. “I’m yours,” she cried. “I’m your desperate slut. Please destroy my pussy. Fuck me hard!” With one savage thrust, Dimitri buried himself balls-deep inside her.

"Good boy." Leo heard the sound of a zipper, then the wet slick of Dimitri spitting into his palm. It was filthy, raw, and exactly what Leo wanted. No delicate prep, no gentle stretching—just Dimitri’s thick, spit-slicked fingers pushing inside him. Leo groaned, pushing his hips back to take them deeper. "More. I can take it."

“I just said it earlier, did I not? My name is Dimitri.” Krisen furrowed his brows and his frown deepened even more, he slammed his hands on the wall causing the remaining space to shrink even more. “Do you take me for a fool?” he growled. Dimitri was already at a standstill not knowing what to do or say. “I… I…” she stammered nervously before her eyes lit up. Krisen noticed the sudden change and before he could react,Dimitri stood on her toes and her lips landed directly on Krisen’s lips, making his whole-body freeze.