Thread: orb of deception《 captain levi x ƒeral 》

Kazu responded with a low growl as Ahri pulled away, lust-darkened eyes flickering up in confusion. She had been close - he could tell by the clench of her walls every time he thrusted his agile tongue inside, could tell by her desperately swollen clit. And he would have continued too, would have sucked and tormented the little bud until he tasted the flood of her honey. But even though he had been denied his treat, he couldn't find it in him to be irritated. Not when she was gazing down at him like that, gaze so needy and yet ever so poised. He knew what she was doing, having experimented with prolonging his pleasure as well before. And as much as he would have liked to taste her cum, the thought of her being unfulfilled still...of her drenched tunnel clenching around nothing, all but begging to be stuffed solid by his cock, drew an excited twitch from his eager lance. Even before she touched him, he was already painfully erect, the elastic cotton stretching around his swollen flesh. His manhood, all seven inches of it, was outlined clearly, and even tucked sideways, barely fitted inside the confines of his pants. It pulsed with his heartbeat, demanding attention, and Kazu groaned with relief as Ahri sunk to her knees, freeing his eager erection. He had leaned back in his chair again, gazing down at her now, and the dexterous caress of her palm and the unbridled hunger in her eyes had his moan all over again. Fuck , you are so sexy, he cursed, staring down at her in a trance. It wasn't the most eloquent of lines, but it was the truth. She was by far the most beautiful women he had ever laid eyes on, and, with her oriental robes fallen well beneath her cleavage, with her skin flushed and eyes glassy, she was sensuality incarnate. Even her idle teasing made him want to cum, and his cock throbbed inside her palm, as if having a will of its own. And her words! Kazu might not be a virgin, but never before had he met a girl this bold, spewing those lascivious lines without the least hint of embarrassment. It made sense, given Ahri's lore, but the net effect was such that the young man was hopelessly aroused, and they'd just gotten started. There was a brief pause as his lust-addled mind finally processed the fact that those words constituted a question, and he fumbled around for an answer. He hadn't had any practice with dirty-talking, and his words lacked her casual grace, but the deep, throaty undertone husking his voice made it that much more compelling. Hard, he began, growling the word, I won't be gentle, I would show you how much you are driving me crazy with every harsh thrust. It was a bit awkward first, but as she continued to fan his arousal and stare up at him through her lashes, his confidence surged, and words he never dared saying out loud tumbled out in a husky, commanding purr. I would heft you up, he continued, burying a hand into her midnight blue tresses, boldly caressing the soft fur of her inner ear, before seizing her hair in his grip, asserting his dominance. Spin you around and slam you against this table, push you down hard enough that you can feel the grains of wood digging into your breasts. His breath came faster, his eyes glazed, and his grip in her hair tightened till it was nearly painful. And then I would mount you, press myself flush against your back, forced you down and grind my cock against your drenched core. Nudge against your horny entrance with my crown, let you imagine how amazing it would feel if I hilted my thick length into you in one gratifying thrust... He smirked then, growing more sure of himself with each and every word. And, remembering her earlier self-denial, he painted the lurid fantasy accordingly. But I wouldn't. I would keep you down if you struggle, tease you with the treat you so desperately crave, but deny you just that until you beg me to fuck you, to claim you, to breed you like the slutty little vixen you are. And his fingers itched to do just to, to pull her up and stuff her solid with his thick, pulsing cock. But he was already so dangerously aroused, the tip of his manhood dripping with clear pre and the shaft twitching with pent-up need. He wouldn't last like this, and he wanted to prolong it, wanted to properly enjoy fucking her. And so he snarled, tugging on her hair and commanding her as a beast would his mate. You want that? My little slut? Then suck me off and we'll see about fulfilling that fantasy.