Attention

Ailane couldn't help but chuckle to herself as she made her way to Aion's apartment. If his lack of response to her message was any indication, her plan was working.

She felt like Aion hadn't been giving her as much attention as usual lately. His band wasn't super busy recently, nor had she had a fight with him. She couldn't tell why he was being that way. And when she did swallow her pride and ask him directly, he simply kept dodging the question.

So she thought, if he wasn't gonna give her any attention, then she would force him to.

She had pretty easily managed to convince Peipein and Hundrekko on the outfit set she had prepared for their latest show. They wore very short skirts. While the top part... It was basically bras, covering only their breasts. Ailane's specifically had a pair of suspenders connecting her bra to her panties.

Surely, if she was showing that much skin in public, Aion's jealousy would kick in. She knew he watched all of her performances. At least if they didn't overlap with his own. And she had checked a billion times. His schedule should be free that day, so he would definitely watch.

She arrived at Aion's apartment and just used her copy of his keys to get in. He wasn't anywhere in sight, so he was probably in his bedroom.

She walked up to the bedroom door and knocked on it.

In less than a second, the door quickly opened and he pulled her inside just as fast.

Before she could even process what was happening, he slammed the door shut and pressed her against it as he hungrily kissed her lips. One of his hands held her in place at her hips, while the other groped one of her small breasts. Her feet were off the ground, Aion's strength the only thing stopping her from falling.

Ailane gasped into the kiss, her hands quickly going up to grab his hair. Her plan had clearly worked.

He only separated their lips once they needed to get some oxygen again. From the way her lips felt, she wouldn't be surprised if they had turned purple from how much Aion had been biting and sucking on them.

Aion quickly moved his lips down to her neck, biting and sucking at it. It was hard enough that she knew it was gonna be leaving a mark.

"Stop that! People will see it there! It's gonna be impossible to hide it!" She gave him a light slap to his shoulder as she scolded him.

He pulled his lips away from her neck, the damage already done, and then glared at her. "I prefer that over everyone seeing you half-naked!"

Ailane went quiet, her cheeks burning. She had expected him to get possessive, but... His eyes had a darkness to them she couldn't remember ever seeing before.

And it just made her wet.

The hand that was groping her breast moved to her nipple, giving it a quick twist that made her whine in a mix of pain and pleasure.

He dragged her over to his bed, throwing her to the mattress as he got on top of her. He began to bite down on any exposed bit of skin of hers, hard enough that there would be obvious marks all over her tomorrow...

"Y-you can't just do that! What am I gonna say if someone asks about these marks!?" She hoped her stutter hadn't ruined her attempt to hide how much she was enjoying the attention.

Aion didn't reply. He just bit down harder on her thigh, making her whine.

She didn't say anything else, realizing he wasn't going to care regardless of what she said. At least, she didn't have any more shows planned for the week, and the weather was likely gonna be cold for most of it. She could probably get away with wearing clothes that covered most of her body for a while.

Once Aion was satisfied with the amount of marks he had left on her, he pulled up her top to expose her small breasts. He then removed her panties, not bothering to do anything with her skirt.

He brought his mouth to one of her breasts, sucking on her nipple as he fingered her. She was already so soaked that he could easily slide two fingers in and move them however he wanted.

Ailane gasped. It almost felt embarrassing how effective his touches had been to get her to that point. And if he kept fingering her like that, she feared she was going to cum before they could even get to "the real deal".

Fortunately for her, Aion realized she wasn't going to need any more preparation. He pulled his fingers out of her, proceeding to undo his pants. Ailane licked her lips as he exposed his long cock.

As he lined it up with her pussy, the rational part of her brain spoke over her horniness for once and realized he didn't have a condom on. She opened her mouth to tell him about it, but he pushed his cock inside of her right then. So all that came out of her mouth was a long moan.

"Fuck-!" She cursed when he started thrusting into her at a fast pace, partially from the pleasure and partially from realising she really wasn't gonna get him to put a condom on at that point.

It scared her a little, but... She couldn't help but keep moaning, asking for more and opening her legs wider. Feeling Aion's cock raw inside of her for the first time felt so good that her rational thoughts were gone just as quick as they arrived.

She could tell that, at that speed, he wasn't going to last for too long. But she didn't mind it much, since she was sure she wasn't gonna take long to cum herself even as she held back the urge to rub her clit.

He changed his angle just a bit, enough for his thrusts to hit that sweet spot inside of her that made her eyes roll back. She started cursing before she finally came, harder than he had ever made her cum before.

Her walls tightening around him were just what he needed to go over the edge. He came with a loud moan, shooting his cum inside of her.

That sensation made her gasp and moan even more. Her mind had gone almost completely blank at that point, not a single worry about the consequences left.

Once there was nothing left to come out of him, he pulled his cock out of her. She could feel some of his cum spilling out of her pussy.

They both kept panting for a while, trying to catch their breaths. While Ailane was slowly managing to think straight again, she noticed Aion’s eyes didn’t seem to be getting any more focused than before.

Right as she was about to ask how he was doing, he collapsed on top of her, knocking some air out of her lungs with his weight. She attempted to move him, or to get any response out of him, but he wouldn’t budge. He had completely passed out from exhaustion, still strongly hugging her.

She chuckled with a smirk. She hadn’t expected her plan to be effective to the point of making him pass out, but she was still quite pleased with the result. She wondered if she could get away with wearing that outfit on stage again.