Tweetfic 4 - Sylvain/Bernadetta

Author's Notes: these two's support is so fucking funny like he read the bitch's fanfic and she wants to die, they shouldve had a romance
warning for accidental aphrodisiac stuff lol

He heard that the herb was good for energy and inspiration. That was why he added it to Bernadetta's tea. Sylvain had no ill intentions for the shut-in when he slipped it into tea leaves. He just wanted her to write the next chapter of her story already! His fingers gripped the parlor table. Pants fell from his gaping mouth as Bernadetta bounced on his cock. Despite his experience with women, he was all sorts of unprepared for how hot and tight she was. He'd be lying if he hadn't imagined what she'd be like in bed. This however was not how he wanted it to happen. Adorable squeaks and moans filled the room. Her hands stayed gripped on his shoulders while she gushed around him. For the fifth time that hour, Bernadetta came. Her tight little walls clamped around his fat cock. It was as if her body was trying to wring every last drop of cum from his balls. She squirmed atop him as her juices splattered onto his uniform pants again.

"I don't know what's wrong! I'm still so hot! Bernie can't take it!" she cried in between heavy pants. Then, she started to move again. Sylvain groaned as he slumped in his chair, submitting to his fate as Bernadetta's dildo until the aphrodisiacal tea wore off.