Thread: orb of deception《 captain levi x ƒeral 》

All of her bestial senses were heightened at this point, her hearing sensitive to the way his chair scooted towards her and the nerves just underneath her skin feeling the curl of his warm breath tenfold. What she was experiencing was of a nature different than the arousal Kazu felt. Ahri was succumbing to heat, her half-fox self readily compliant with her need to be bred by a male whose genes were superior than hers. Kazu didn't fit the bill perfectly given his mortal origins but her body ached for him in a way it had never reacted before, responded to his touch like there was a reaction programmed for every wandering swipe of his hand or kiss of his lips. When he pinned her down, the Gumiho longed to rake her fingers through his hair again, to tug the heat of his mouth closer to her dripping wet core. He was meticulously slow and while it was damning how effective his speed was to drive her to the brink of desperation, she enjoyed, no, loved how his lips, teeth, and tongue worked harmoniously albeit aggressively to brandish the inside of her thighs. As he kissed her left thigh, her right eagerly curled around his neck to lock him in place before it would fall away with a complacent sigh spilling from her lips. Although immobilized and supposedly banned from touching him, Ahri scooted onto her elbows to treat herself to a better view, her sinister tongue quickly swiping over the sharp tips of her incisors as she watched the summoner stuff his face between her thighs like her womanhood was dessert. You're the naughty one, aren't you? Eating me out so eagerly like that, she smirked coyly, her fingers pinching the hem of her skirt to pull above the toned flat of her stomach. She was once more at a loss determining which sense was more arousing the sight of him digging face-first into her pussy, the sensation of his tongue, moist and firm all at the same time, digging into her folds, or the obscene sound of him lapping away her juices? Whatever her conclusion was didn't matter. Kazu was turning her less into a refined she-warrior and more into the seductive fox she was pictured as in her lore. Oh, her lips, so prettily shaped like a Cupid's bow, parted to release a thick exhale that was almost palpable given how her heart pumped wildly like an old furnace. Yes, Kazu, just like that! Her lashes fluttered shut and a hand grappled at the roots of her own inky tresses to alleviate the overwhelming pressure and heat so rapidly building in her groin. Every flick of his tongue dragging over her sensitive clit was torture, and while Kazu was probably unaware, there was a certain madness associated with his pattern of licking and sucking that kept Ahri on edge, always just one stroke of his tongue short of spilling her juices. She laid back this time, claws scratching up the varnish of the table's surface as her orgasm approached in gentle waves, lick after lick. Fuck, yeah, justlikethat , Kazu, right there! she mewled and canted her hips, her pussy now a sopping mess from all his saliva and her honey mingling together. She would have burst if she hadn't scooted backwards with a sharp gasp, forcing her throbbing womanhood away from his tongue to edge herself. The flat of her boot pressed to his shoulder to keep him at bay while she rested for a second or two, pacing her breaths and combing back her inky hair. She didn't want her first orgasm of many to be wasted like this, not without his cock pulsating inside of her to cum around. Mm, I am a naughty little fox, aren't I, Kazu? she hummed shamelessly as all nine tails swayed breezily behind her. With feline grace, she slipped off the table and descended to her knees, the fairness of her skin and the luminous golds of her eyes warmly rejuvenated by the glow of the fire. But, I'm your naughty little fox, Ahri whispered like a seductive incantation, her nails ticking up the fabric of his trousers and tracing the outline of his cock with subdued fascination. He was big, and it excited her again, a thin string of her translucent pre-cum already dripping like honey from her folds and onto the floor. Her ears pressed low against her head in submission, lips closing around the clothed bulge to feel the heat radiating through the threads, the musk of his sex heavy on her heightened olfactory sense. Tell me how you'll fuck me, Kazu, she urged him, cat-like eyes widened in a lust-blown daze gazing at him while her fingers worked to undo his trousers and bring them down to mid-thigh. A warm, soft hand closed around his thick girth, even the entire palm not enough to cover him from base to tip. Tell me how you'll make me your slutty little vixen? She hummed as her thumb teasingly circled below the crown of his cock, her nail all but gently digging into the slit with so much dexterity that he wouldn't feel a thing but the dullness of something pressing against the head.