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Dreamers After Dark (VII)
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the cute little pine tree that could
Her hips move violently, slap after wet slap echoing sharply in the room. She can feel her own pre dripping constantly from her cock inside him, but she'll have more and better to give to him soon.
Lily is fiercely, wildly in control and yet out of control, a willing slave to her every desire and impulse, but feeling his cock in her hand makes her twitch, in both her cock and her folds. He's so big, so hard in her hand, it doesn't give her pause, but it makes her think at what more he could do for her perhaps.
One hand continues to hold his leash while her hand continues stroking him harshly. It's strange to the point of dubious sanity how much he is her toy and yet how much he is still a person and lover. She wants to bring him the greatest, sweetest satisfaction while never letting him forget that he is an instrument for her own.
She licks a long stripe along his cheek and does not let up, laughing at his too true declaration.]
Then come for me, my beautiful, depraved, radiant whore, Vivi! Vivi! [Her voice rings out clear as a bell and undeniable, timed with her thrusts.]
Mine, mine, mine--
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.]
NO IT'S ME
Vivi embraces his role so thoroughly that there's a moment in which Lily finds her mind in a mire of lust so deep and encompassing it threatens to consume her. The way he moves, screams, smells--how he's so wracked with pleasure. Yes, she's doing it all to him, yes, there is something so powerfully satisfying about it, but flames can so easily be turned against the one wielding it and does not differentiate in what or who it burns. If she is not careful whatt remains of her restraint might burn away.
But then, why should she be?
Lily's hips and stroking hand are frantic in their purpose, but there is a simple, inevitable clarity in her mind despite the chaos, or rather because of it. She isn't determined to see him come, it's a fact that is going to happen. She licks a long stripe along his cheek and keeps fucking him until he does. Beautifully, magnificently, so unabashed. It sends her over the edge and she does as he begged, groaning deeply as she fills him with wave after wave of her hot, thick seed. Sweat dots and rolls down her forehead and she needs to take a breath. Lily gathers some of his come, hand leaving his cock before she slowly presses her fingers into his mouth. The speed could be mistaken for gentleness, but she will not be denied.
She lets go of the chain, lets him collapse forward if he must. She will give him a little time, but not much before she carefully moves to flip him on his back, heedless of the come rolling down his thighs.
Lily breathes and removes her with such casualness, it seems that perhaps she just needs to get cool, nothing else will happen. The fact that she sighs with some relief lends credence to this.
But then she licks her lips and offers him a smile that shines like a gleaming dagger before it plunges into skin, and her hips begin to move again. Slowly, powerfully, a rolling tide that grows stronger and stronger. The pleasure of her orgasms floods her senses, and she is drunk on it, the blood pounds in her with a loudness that threatens to deafen, but she wants to go beyond this threshold, to see him utterly shattered, and perhaps herself too.
She chuckles low in her throat, bright, delighted, perhaps not entirely sane. What little softness of her cock steels over in moments and she leans forward to bite and kiss at his neck, working her way upwards to kiss Vivi thoroughly before drawing back with a hum as she tastes him there. With a sweet sigh, her lips brush against his as she speaks.]
We are going on a journey, you and I, my sweet Vivi. To your ruin.
hello.
He does slump forward as Lily lets go of the chain, trying to catch his breath, but his respite is a brief one before she turns him over. Levity gives a soft noise as he tries to settle back on the desk, but his eyes are completely locked to Lily - adoration, hunger, utter vulnerability and belonging, a manner of fear as to what she might yet do to him but also a determination to give her everything, anything she desires. His breathing picks up again as Levity briefly raises a hand to try and draw her closer - needless, really, given that Lily soon starts driving into him again, and Levity settles back on the desk with a half-pained moan, bucking his hips into it obediently. He's so sensitive after being fucked like that but, ah... More, a part of him wants more - and it's not like he has a choice anyway, so he will do anything. Everything.]
Mistress...
[He whimpers under her as Lily picks up the pace, yet still tries to keep his legs spread to give her more access. He's a toy to be used by her, after all; he needs to be a good one.
But feeling her tongue and lips on his skin still brings a more bashful kind of pleasure and he drinks up that kiss eagerly, moaning into it, gasping when she finally pulls away.]
Of... of course. Anywhere... A-Anything you wish, Mistress... Please, please break me, completely, utterly...
<3
Her hips never stop, but her voice softens, her own tone so adoring, so proud as she degrades him. And yet, is it truly degradation if it accurate?]
My handsome whore...my beautiful toy.
[She kisses him deeply once, twice, thrice, gentle and sweet, before her tongue plunges into his mouth, finding his tongue and running her own along it, tasting him there, the layered flavour of all that is him, before she draws back, another line of saliva connecting their lips.]
Such a giving, but greedy slut you are...spread so wide--ahh--yet hugging my cock so tightly even now...say it. Say you're a greedy slut, speak your truth.