“I—fuuuck. I need,oh g-gods.” Seth whines and moves a hand to reach for his cock, but I bat it away. He keens imploringly, and I take pity on him, stroking him with tantalizingly slow passes as colors dancebehind my eyes and my pussy clenches hard. My pace falters as my orgasm crescendos so forcefully that it leaves my ears ringing.
My hips slow to a near stop, but I continue leisurely caressing Seth’s painfully hard cock. He’s glistening with a sheen of sweat, little involuntary tremors making his muscles twitch in waves, and I take a minute to catch my breath and just look at him. He’s so fucking gorgeous, especially like this.All mine.
“Do you want to come now, baby?” I lean forward slowly, holding eye contact with his wildly blazing orbs, and run my tongue over the bobbing, bright blue head of his inner shaft.
He moans, and it’s half rapture, half agony, but wholly fucking sexy. I can still feel my heart beating in my pussy, but I think I’ve given it enough time that I can go again. I do enjoy edging him, but I know he hasn’t done this in a while, and I think he’s getting close to his limit now.
Seth growls without any bite, “I n-need it.” Still, the sharp intensity of his orbs somehow makes up for the docility of his bark. I stand up straight and let go of his cock, gently pulling out of him. He makes a sound of protest, and I don’t blame him, being achingly empty now myself. I crawl onto the bed next to him and press a kiss to his lips quickly as I drop onto my back.
Before I can even open my mouth to tell him to swap places, he’s straddling my waist, cock in hand. We do have a slight size difference between us, but I’ve never felt it as surely as I do now, with his muscular frame settled over me. If I didn’t trust him so much, I might have panicked at the all-encompassing feeling of being pinned by him, but I do trust him—more than anyone. Relaxing into the mattress, I sigh contentedly, enjoying this small grounding moment before Seth shoots me back into space among the stars.
And then, apparently deciding he can wait no longer, Seth positions the shadow cock against his hole and slowly sinks down onto it. I moan as I’m simultaneously filled with the other side of our magical strap-on, and watch through hooded eyes as he bites down on his bottom lip. He slides his big hand along his length, slow at first, flicking his wrist just so when he reaches the tip. Seth is moaning almost continuously now, and it’s my turn to whimper as he picks up the pace, using those strong legs to bounce on my cock, and undulating his hips in a sight so lascivious that an orgasm all but sneaks up on me out of nowhere. My fingers dig into his hips, and I cry out, enthralled by the sight of his hand shuttling up and down his cock more vigorously with each thud of my heart against my ribs.
“S-Seth!” I shatter, my vision tunneling until all I can see is him, and then white spots cloud my sight, morphing into stars that flash in colorful waves behind my clenched eyes.Sweet Death!He finally removes the shadow cock ring, and an overwhelming amount of pleasure assails me through our bond, plummeting me into another orgasm—this one so relentless that tears run down my cheeks in steady tracks. My whole body is alive with energy, an electrical current running through my veins, shocking my nerve endings with unfiltered ecstasy so potent it burns.
Seth must have been caging in some of his emotion with that cock ring, because the flood of it through our bond now is absolutely staggering—effectively crippling me, reducing me to that blathering, blissed out pleasure slut I was so hell bent on making Seth.
It’s too much. I can feel the overload pulling me down toward unconsciousness, but I’m not willing to surrender. Gathering what energy I have left, I push it all back across our bond, and I can feel the moment it trounces Seth, inundating him with a tsunami of pleasure. It’s so potent that his knot-swells explode, and his inner shaft extendsin a way that I’ve only ever experienced during our soul bonding. I watch with fascination as it bulges, milky jets of cum spurting out violently, his entire cock palpitating with his orgasm. We’re both crying out, my pussy clenches so tightly around the shadow cock that it halts the strap-on's movements, throbbing around the fullness, locked in our shared orgasms.
Seth has a shaking fist wrapped tightly around the knot-swells that have ballooned on his outer shaft, while his other hand moves with deliberately slow jerks, riding out the aftershocks as oversensitivity kicks in. He’s still leaking cum in a steady stream, and I bite my lip, knowing this is meant to be happeninginsideof me, so the whimpers coming from him now are probably not entirely from pleasure. I’m slick with his cum, painted in it from my neck down to my mound, and I tap his thigh to signal him to move.
He groans, carefully lifting and then crashing down beside me, wincing as his sensitive cock rubs against the texture of the blankets.
“Can you walk, baby?” My voice is hoarse, and I swallow against the dryness.
He hesitates, then gives one jerky nod, and I drop a kiss to his bony cheek before scooting off the bed, stripping off my saturated lingerie on my way to the bathroom. My legs are a little wobbly still, and there’s a pounding ache of satisfaction coming from my pussy. I can hear the bed shifting behind me as I get to the tub, quickly switching on the faucets and adding in some salts and oils. Seth’s brow ridges are drawn together as he enters the room behind me, clutching his cock in both hands to alleviate some of the discomfort, and I point to the rapidly filling tub.
He frowns, but tentatively climbs in, gasping when he has to let go to settle down into the water. I climb in quickly and position myself on his lap, pulling him forward enough to wrap my legs around his backand wedge his cock between our stomachs. Understanding dawns on his face, and he chokes out a relieved sigh as he wraps his still shaking arms around me, pulling me as tightly as he can against him, and cocooning his cock in flesh and warmth.
We sag into each other, both sighing with the rush of post-orgasm catharsis that envelops us. After a while, Seth presses gentle kisses to the top of my head, and his fingers trace little patterns against my back, drawing mewls of happiness from me. Thankfully, his cock doesn’t take as long to deflate since our little makeshift womb isn’t quite as satisfying as the real thing.
I lick my dry lips and lean back some, “Gonna wash up quick and get a drink. Do you want something?”
Seth nods, his orbs somehow warm, despite their blue color. “Yes, please. Anything but tea.”
I lean back tentatively and smile at the sight of his beautiful, unknotted cock. Running my hands down my front to get as much cum off as possible before I jump in the shower, my brow knits with curiosity.
“Why?”
“Why what?” He’s smiling, which is the first sign that he wanted me to ask this question. I purse my lips and squint, almost positive I’ll regret asking, but charging on all the same.
“Why ‘anything but tea’? I thought you said you liked the new one I found for you.” I try not to pout, but I was pretty proud of myself for finding a variety he enjoyed.
He shrugs casually, and I brace myself when that brief glint sparks to life in his orbs.
“Because I’ve been the busted bag in this nut tea for the past thirty minutes, and I’m appropriately disinterested.”
I blink, and a flash of conversation from our first proper date about his boba fiasco pops into my head. Despite my best efforts not to feed the beast, I laugh, and he beams proudly in response. I splash him with his nut water, shaking my head as I climb out.
“How long were you waiting to make that joke?”
“Since the minute my cum hit the water.”
“Feel better?”
He tilts his head, amused orbs shining with uninhibited love. “Thanks to you, yes.”
My face burns with a pleased flush, and I grin as I turn on the shower. “You know, I could go for some tea.”
