[Helplessly, Levity tries to dig his fingers into the desk again - so overpowering it is to be jerked off so harshly while Lily keeps driving into him, and only more amplified by the fact that the tug on the collar forces him to arch back, makes him feel so terribly exposed...
...he really is hers, he realizes. No, more than a simple realization, it's knowledge that settles within his mind so snugly. Hers. Her toy, her plaything for Lily to do as she pleases with...
There's something so utterly sweet about that thought that makes Levity want to give in completely and never go back, as the sheer comfort of being owned washes over him. Why hold anything back, no matter how small? Lily can, should, does have all of him.]
Mistress... Mistress--
[A half-whisper at first as he tries to gather some air in his heaving lungs, his voice grows louder and quicker still--]
I'm yours, I'm yours, p-please, take me, fill me, anything, aah--
[Levity's voice trails off into a mess of moans, louder and louder, unabashed and yet almost obscenely vulnerable as Levity finally lets go completely. There's a change in his movements, too - a new, even deeper kind of eagerness and openness than ever before, like pleasuring Lily is the one and only thought he has left. He writhes under her, panting and choking on his own moans as she strokes him - he's so sensitive and it's going much beyond overstimulation for him now, but even that feels so pleasant, so right--
It's not long at all until Levity's voice cuts off, strangled, as he grows even hotter and stiffer under Lily's touch, before finally, finally spilling, hips still thrusting into Lily's hold instinctively and the resultant overstimulation making Levity writhe and shudder violently, spasming so tightly around her cock. The orgasm is so, so much stronger than anything he's ever experienced before, all thought and reasoning washed away, and it will certainly take Levity some time to recover enough to even consider thinking.]
IT'S ME I'M THE PINE TREE
...he really is hers, he realizes. No, more than a simple realization, it's knowledge that settles within his mind so snugly. Hers. Her toy, her plaything for Lily to do as she pleases with...
There's something so utterly sweet about that thought that makes Levity want to give in completely and never go back, as the sheer comfort of being owned washes over him. Why hold anything back, no matter how small? Lily can, should, does have all of him.]
Mistress... Mistress--
[A half-whisper at first as he tries to gather some air in his heaving lungs, his voice grows louder and quicker still--]
I'm yours, I'm yours, p-please, take me, fill me, anything, aah--
[Levity's voice trails off into a mess of moans, louder and louder, unabashed and yet almost obscenely vulnerable as Levity finally lets go completely. There's a change in his movements, too - a new, even deeper kind of eagerness and openness than ever before, like pleasuring Lily is the one and only thought he has left. He writhes under her, panting and choking on his own moans as she strokes him - he's so sensitive and it's going much beyond overstimulation for him now, but even that feels so pleasant, so right--
It's not long at all until Levity's voice cuts off, strangled, as he grows even hotter and stiffer under Lily's touch, before finally, finally spilling, hips still thrusting into Lily's hold instinctively and the resultant overstimulation making Levity writhe and shudder violently, spasming so tightly around her cock. The orgasm is so, so much stronger than anything he's ever experienced before, all thought and reasoning washed away, and it will certainly take Levity some time to recover enough to even consider thinking.]