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The ABCs of Kinky Sex

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“Are you sure about this, Koebi?” Floyd asked, his gloved fingers gently stroking your throat, enjoying the feel of your pulse beneath his touch. You nodded, nuzzling his palm as he cupped your cheek.

“It’s almost like you trust me or something~” he said, using his other hand to slip between your legs, knuckles rubbing the outside of your lips. You were completely naked, opposed to him fully clothed.

“Oddly enough, I do trust you, Floyd.”

“That certainly is odd.” Floyd replied, with his usual teasing demeanor. “Do you remember the safe word?”

“It’s ‘banana’, or three taps on your hand.”

“Good girl.”

His eyes were half lidded as he pressed a kiss to your mouth, applying the slightest pressure to your throat. You could still breathe with relative ease as Floyd’s long, smooth tongue found its way into your mouth. He applied a bit more force, your breathing becoming a bit labored, saliva trickling from the corner of your mouth.

Floyd released his grip as he pulled back from the kiss. You took a deep breath as he did, face flushed. “How was that, Koebi? Did you like it?”

“Please give me more, Floyd.” you begged, the feeling of those thin fingers lingering on your skin. If you were to be honest, when he first brought up the idea, you were skeptical. You didn’t quite understand how someone could be turned on by being choked. Now that you’ve had a taste, however, you definitely got the appeal. The powerlessness at being completely at another person’s mercy, the haziness of oxygen deprivation.

Happy to oblige, Floyd reached between your legs again, pressing two fingers inside of you, his other hand returning to your neck. Gentle pressure was applied as he began to thrust his fingers in and out of you. The edges of your vision got a bit fuzzy, your eyes locked on his.

He looked more intense than you had ever seen him, his eyes practically glowing. His mouth was slightly open, his breathing heavy as well. It made everything more visceral to see Floyd like this, so come undone. Your muscles fluttered around his fingers as your orgasm quickly approached.

“Not so fast, Koebi.” Floyd teased, pulling his fingers out of you, making you whine. “You’re not the only one who gets to feel good.” You looked down to see him pulling his hard cock out of his pants. ‘When did he…?’ you wondered before the head of his cock rubbing at your entrance derailed your thoughts.

As he thrust into you, Floyd squeezed your throat once again, harder than before, your breathing immediately becoming difficult. You clenched around him as he squeezed your neck, releasing at the same time he did.

“How cute~ Squeezing me when I squeeze you~” Floyd teased, bucking his hips harder into you.

He did that a couple more times, squeezing and releasing your throat to feel you do the same around his cock. You grabbed onto the lapels of his suit jacket, desperate for anything to hold on to.

“Does it feel good, Koebi? My hands on your neck while I fuck you so deep?” Floyd asked, voice husky. All you could manage in response was a gasp as his hand tightened around your neck even more. Your vision was blurry and dark at the edges. The only thing you could really concentrate on was Floyd’s cock thrusting into you, his other hand having found your clit.

Floyd relaxed his grip, allowing you to take a deep breath, filling your burning lungs with soothing air. He leaned over and pressed a kiss to your lips. “Such a good Koebi, taking all of me like this. I can feel myself hitting so deep in you.”

You could feel pressure building in your lower abdomen, Floyd’s cock hitting a particularly sensitive spot inside you. The hand on your windpipe, once again depriving you of air, only heightened the feeling. Your nerves were buzzing with pleasure.

“I think I’m getting close.” Floyd groaned, clenching around your throat all the tighter. You weren’t able to take in any air, though you weren’t overly worried at the moment, what with all of your attention on the pure bliss you were feeling.

“Take it all, don’t let a single drop out.” Those words pushed you over the edge, muscles clamping down on him. Floyd himself didn’t last long after, slamming deep inside you and twitching with his release. He let go of your neck as well, gently massaging where he had been grasping.

“Are you alright? Do you need some water?” Floyd asked, climbing off of you and wiping himself off with some nearby tissues. You nodded, throat too tender to speak. “I’ll be back.” Floyd tucked himself into his pants and left.

He was back a few moments later with a glass of water and a cool, damp cloth. Floyd pressed the glass to your lips, slowly letting to take small sips, while he held the cloth to your slightly bruised neck. “Are you hurt? Was I too rough?”

“No.” you croaked out, smiling to reassure him.

“You felt safe? You weren’t scared to use your safe word?”

“It was amazing, Floyd.”

“Good.” he said, giving little kisses along the side of your face. “Koebi did such a good job. Felt so amazing…” This affectionate side of Floyd always took a little getting used to.

Floyd continued to cuddle you to his chest for a time, cooing sweet nothings into your ear. “I’m alright, Floyd.” you said, voice having returned to normal. “Let me put some clothes on.”

“Aw, but I enjoy seeing you naked~”

Ignoring his whining, you extricated yourself from Floyd’s grip and found your underwear that had been carelessly tossed aside. You pulled them on, along with a shirt, and climbed back into bed next to Floyd, who seemed to be pouting.

You kissed his temple and said, “Don’t sulk. It’s not like you’ll never see me naked again.”

“I know that! But I have to go to the Monstro Lounge soon, and I wanted to enjoy it as much as I could!”

You couldn’t help but chuckle. Floyd really could be so cute sometimes.

“Tell you what. How about after you get done with your shift, you can enjoy seeing me naked for the rest of the night?” you offered with a wink.

“You know just what to say to cheer me up, Koebi!” Floyd exclaimed, wrapping you up in a tight embrace. “I’m going to get everything done early, and when I come back, I’ll have you all to myself all night long~”

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“Do you think I can eat this whole foot long sandwich in one bite?” Grim asked, drooling over his lunch. “I don’t really think that’s a good idea.” you replied, while Ace said, “Do it you coward.”

Deuce, shaking his head and sighing, turned to you. “Ignoring that, you busy later? Ace and I were invited to karaoke with Cater-senpai, if you want to go?” You shook your head, reaching into your pocket as your phone went off. “Can’t. I’ve got a study date with Ruggie tonight.” You opened your phone to reveal a message from the aforementioned young man.

You got as far as ‘Hey princess, I just wanted to let you know…’ when you suddenly heard Ace yelling, “Shit! Grim’s choking!” For a brief, fleeting moment, you contemplated letting the little menace to society choke, but you thought better of it, tossed your phone on the table and went to extract the sandwich from his esophagus.


After Grim was successfully rescued from his sandwich ordeal and after classes had finished for the day, you packed up your bag and made your way to Savanaclaw and Ruggie’s room. On the way, you passed by Leona, who appeared to be surprised to see you.

“So, you actually came over today.” He said, a little smirk pulling at his lips.

“Yeah? Why wouldn’t I?” you asked, confused. Leona just shrugged and walked away, still smirking. 

‘That was… odd.’ you thought as you approached Ruggie’s bedroom and knocked on the door. “Come in!” was the immediate reply.

Opening the door, you saw Ruggie sprawled out on his bed, barefoot and missing his scarf and vest. “So, you decided to come after all.” he said, smirking in a manner not dissimilar to Leona. “Of course.” You replied, confused why everyone kept acting like it was so strange for you to have come over. “I’ve brought my notes. Let’s get this started.” You grabbed your notebook, dropped your bag by the door and plopped down on the bed. Ruggie crawled over to you, sitting as close to you as physically possible, his arm pressed firmly into yours.

“You’re really close.”

“So? I like being close to you.” he said, affectionately rubbing his cheek against yours, his skin warmer than usual. You turned, putting your hand on his forehead.

“Do you have a fever? You feel warm.”

“Nope, I’m great.”

“... If you say so. Anyway, let’s go over these.” You said, cracking open your notebook. “Alright, so Professor Trein said the next quiz should be over chapters twelve through fourteen. So with that information, I think what we should really focus on is- Ruggie, are you listening to me?” You cut yourself off mid-sentence, as you noticed he was staring at you. His eyes had sort of glazed over, and his pupils were dilated. He quickly shook his head. “Of course I’m listening to you! Chapters twelve through fourteen, go on.” he replied.

Frowning slightly, you continued. “Right, so, based on what we’ve gone over in class, we- Ruggie!” He had laid his chin on your shoulder, nuzzling his nose into the hair behind your ear.

“Damn, you smell good… Are you wearing a new perfume or something?” His voice was low and husky, one of his hands snaking around your waist and the other trailing up your thigh. You gasped and shivered when you felt his rough tongue lick the sensitive spot behind your ear. “Mmm, you taste even better~” The hand on your waist moved up to cup your breast, the other slipping under your skirt to toy with the edge of your underwear.

“What’s going on with you?” You asked, squirming as he nipped at your earlobe.

“My heat hit.” He replied, as if it were obvious.

“What!? Why didn’t you tell me!?”

“I did! I texted you earlier!”

You extricated yourself from his grasp and went to your bag, pulling your phone out of the front pocket. Pulling up your texts, you opened the one Ruggie had sent you earlier that Grim’s choking distracted you from.

Hey princess, I just wanted to let you know my heat hit this morning, and I’m really fucking horny. So you might not want to come over today. Or, you could still come over and I could show you a really wild time ;p

“So, what do you say, princess?” You felt Ruggie wrap his arms around you once again. He had taken his shirt off, the heat from his chest seeping through your clothes. He brushed his lips against the back of your neck, nipping a little and giving you goosebumps.

The two of you had had sex before, but not during Ruggie’s heat. The idea was more than a little exciting, if you were being honest with yourself. You had heard tales of people whose beastman partners had gone into heat and the resulting love-making. The passion, the intensity. It had been lurking in the back of your mind, and now here was the perfect opportunity to experience it with him.

“Let’s have some fun.” you replied, leaning further back into his body. You felt him smirk against your neck, and then you were hauled off the floor and tossed onto the bed, your notebook bouncing to the ground. Ruggie crawled on top of you, looking like a hungry predator, and you were his prey.

He captured your lips in a hungry kiss, his hands sliding under your shirt to grope at your breasts. He shoved his tongue in your mouth, licking along your teeth, until finally sucking your tongue into his mouth. You wrapped your legs around his hips and your arms around his shoulders, running your hands into his soft, blond hair. Ruggie ground his pelvis into yours, letting you feel just how aroused he was, and pulled away from the kiss.

“Look how hard you’ve got me. You better take responsibility.” he growled, licking your neck before biting down hard. You cried out at the feeling of his sharp teeth puncturing your flesh, tears springing to your eyes. 

There was blood on his lips when he pulled away, his tongue darting out to lick them clean. “Now everyone will know you’re mine.” he said, leaning in to lick the wound he made. By this time, he had also pushed your shirt and bra up, exposing your breasts to the warm air of the room and pinching your nipple.

“I can smell how bad you want me. I bet you’re soaking wet right now.” Ruggie ran his hand up your skirt and into your underwear. “Well, looks like I was right. Absolutely dripping. I have to have a taste.” He pulled out of your embrace and shimmied down the bed until his face was level with your crotch.

He propped your legs up, flipped your skirt, and quite literally tore your underwear off. “Hey!” you said angrily, frowning at the sight of your shredded panties.

“Sorry.” Ruggie said, nipping at your thigh, leaving more and more marks along your tender skin.

“You don’t sound very sorry!”

“That’s because I lied. I’m not sorry at all. Now, enough talk. Your scent’s got me drooling.” Ruggie was apparently not exaggerating as he swiped his wet tongue up your equally wet slit, both of your fluids mixing. “So good…” he groaned, before burying his face between your legs and lapping at your pussy as if it were ice cream, tail swishing wildly back and forth.

Your hands immediately went to his head, grasping two fistfuls of hair, your thighs clamping around his head. One second his tongue was on your clit, the next it was inside of you, licking up every drop of fluid you had. It was dizzying, you could hardly catch your breath. The tiny barbs of his hyena-like tongue provided a unique stimulation unlike anything you had experienced before.

Slipping two fingers inside of you, he concentrated his mouth fully on your clit, twirling his tongue around the little bundle of nerves, pressing down on it and grinding in circles. Your legs were twitching, closing even harder around Ruggie’s head as he sucked it into his mouth, biting down with gentle pressure. Dimly, you wondered if he was even able to breathe, but he seemed to be doing fine as he ate you out with enthusiasm. Digging your heels into his back, you could feel your orgasm rapidly approaching. 

“S-slow down! I’m, I’m g-gonna cum!” you gasped, hips bucking to grind into his face. He either didn’t hear you or was ignoring you, as he continued to lick and suck, his fingers curling up to hit a spot inside you that only made your orgasm approach quicker.

“Ah! Ruggie!” You were finally pushed over that edge, muscles clenching and spasming around his fingers as he lapped at you a moment longer before pulling away, stands of fluid still connecting his mouth to your cunt.

He wiped his mouth with the back of one hand, using the other to unfasten his jeans and push them off his hips. “Roll over on your stomach and lift your ass in the air.”

Shakily, you did as he asked, looking back at him over your shoulder. His face still had faint traces of your wetness on it. His eyes were glazed over with lust and locked on your cunt as he slowly stroked his engorged cock. He was nothing to sneeze at normally, but it appeared his heat had added some thickness to it.

“So eager~ Like a bitch just begging to be bred… Don’t worry, you’ll get a nice load of my cum very soon.” Ruggie said, pressing the head of his cock against you, and slowly leaning forward, filling you up inch by aching inch. You were right, feeling the additional girth stretch you out and providing such a pleasing fullness. “So fucking wet, I just slid right in. You must really want me to knock you up.” 

You felt him lean over you, grasping the back of your neck and holding you in place. The first thrust was rough, almost knocking the breath out of you. It only turned you on even more, leaning back to feel him deeper inside you.

“That’s right, rock back on me. Show me how bad you want me to knot you.” he growled, thrusting into you harder and harder. You were unable to form words, just gasps and moans as Ruggie fucked you deeper into his mattress. He released your neck, leaning over you fully and sinking his teeth into your shoulder. Pain and pleasure mingled, becoming inseparable as another orgasm was building in the pit of your stomach, growing ever stronger as his thrusts came rougher and rougher.

Ruggie’s teeth released from your shoulder, licking at the blood trickling from the bite. “Your insides are twitching… Are you going to cum again?” You whimpered, which was apparently not a good enough response as he slowed down his thrusts.

“Yes! I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum! Please don’t stop!” You begged, vainly trying to resume the previous pace. In response, Ruggie slammed into you, pressing his hips flush against you. “Oh, I’m not gonna stop. Not until I cum right here.” He pressed into your stomach over your uterus. “I’m gonna cum and cum until your belly swells with my cubs.” Resuming his almost frantic thrusting, he hit just right to make you see stars. You were so close, the pressure of orgasm growing stronger, a particularly sharp thrust making you scream out, “Ruggie!”

Nails digging into your hips, Ruggie’s thrust became erratic, almost painful. “Say my name again. Let everyone know who’s fucking you, who’s claiming you. Let them know that I’m the only one who’ll ever breed you this good.” 

“Ruggie, Ruggie!” You chanted his name, arching your back to allow him deeper access. One of his hands went to your breast, teasing the nipple between his fingers, pinching and pulling at it, while the other went between your legs to play with your sensitive clit. “Come on, princess. Cum for me, and milk my cock for every drop of cum I’ve got.”

A shriek tore its way out of your throat as you came, clenching around Ruggie as he continued to pound into you. “That’s it, princess. Get ready, I’m so fucking close.” He said, burying his face in your neck.

It wasn’t long before you heard him snarl, teeth sinking into your neck as he slammed balls deep inside of you, cock twitching as he released. As he shot his last spurt of cum, you felt his knot begin to inflate; the base swelling and stretching you to an almost painful degree. Careful not to rip himself out of you, Ruggie rolled the two of you to the side, letting your neck out of his jaws and giving it gentle licks.

“That was amazing. Are you alright, princess?” he asked, continuing to lick your neck, your ears, even your hair.

“Yeah. Gonna need some bandages, though.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” Ruggie said, running his hands down your side and nuzzling against the back of your head.

“I know. Things just got a little… intense.” You reached around to pet his hair, softly stroking his ear.

“Hell yeah they did.” he replied, leaning into your touch. “When my knot goes away, I’ll ask Leona what he did with the bandages we have.”

“Please don’t tell him about this.”

You felt Ruggie shrug behind you. “I won’t, but he probably knows anyway.”


“I mean, he knew about my heat, and if he knew you came over, then it wouldn’t be hard to figure out.”

“Oh nooo…” you groaned, burying your face in your hands, recalling your earlier encounter with him in the hallway.

“It’s not exactly like you were quiet either.”


“Don't worry, Leona won’t bring it up. Too much of a hassle for our lazy prince.”

“So embarrassing…”

“Hey, at least they’ll know I gave it to you good shishishi~”

You tried to glare at him over your shoulder, which it seems you succeeded in doing as he squeezed you.

“Sorry, sorry. Anyway, my knot’s gone, so I’m going to go get bandages and some other stuff.” Ruggie pulled out, tucking his now soft cock back into his pants before climbing off the bed. “Lay here and rest for a little while. You’re going to need it.” He gave you a devious grin. “My heat’s not over yet. You’re in for a long night, princess.”

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Surveying the room, you were confident everything was finally perfect. The room was dark, the only light coming from the two dozen or so electric candles scattered about. Soft satin-weave silk sheets had replaced the usual bedding, and an oil warmer was diffusing the soft scent of jasmine throughout the room. No expense had been spared, and frankly, you were still feeling the sting in your wallet. Not that you minded too much. You wanted this night to be special for Jamil, so you were going to pamper and spoil him like he deserved to be.

Giving everything one last look over, you stepped into the hallway. There was just one more thing you had to take care of.

“GRIM!!!” you shouted at the top of your lungs.

The little monster came scurrying, a panicked look on his face. “It wasn’t my idea! Ace was the one who told me to dunk Deuce’s toothbrush in the toilet!”

“I have a- you dunked Deuce’s toothbrush in the toilet?”


“You know what, not my problem. I have a proposition for you.”

Grim tilted his head. “What would that be?”

You reached into your pocket and pulled out a rectangular can. “First, here. Eat this.” You said, tossing it to him.

He caught it, eyes growing as wide as dinner plates as he read the label. “Is this… Ventresca tuna!?” His paws were trembling as he popped the top of the can, reverently taking a slice between his claws and taking a slow bite. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he chewed, savoring every sliver of meat. “It’s so tender…”

“There’s five more cans where that came from. IF you accepted my request.” You said as Grim finished the tuna, licking the oil from his paw pads.

“Anything, you name it. I’ll kill a man and make it look like an accident.”

“Whoa, slow your roll there! I just need you to find somewhere else to stay tonight.” You held up your hands, surprised at the lengths Grim was willing to go to for some tuna. ‘Well, it is 50 madol a pop, so it better be good enough to kill someone for.’

“That’s it?” Grim asked, looking at you suspiciously.

“That’s it.”

“Cool, I’ll be at Heartslabyul. Call Ace or Deuce if you need me. Oh, and make sure that tuna’s ready for me when I get back.” Grim said, heading to his room to pack his bag. Although, you had no idea what exactly he would be packing.

Apparently it was snacks, which he had stuffed into a large duffle bag and was dragging behind him down the hall. “I’ll see you tomorrow!” he called as he headed out of the dorm, closing the door behind him.

‘Alright, now it's time to make dinner!’ You had decided you would try your hand at homemade curry, so you had researched many curry recipes to try to come up with what you thought would be the perfect spice blend. 

Unfortunately, what you came up with was probably the worst thing you had ever put in your mouth. Considering you had tried Lilia’s home cooking, this was also incredibly depressing. In the end, you made a mad dash to Sam’s shop and bought a package of deluxe curry roux, salvaging the meal with the vegetables you had left over.

A knock came at the door, just as you finished setting the table with two steaming plates of vegetable curry and rice. “Come on in, it’s open!” You called, filling two glasses with water and setting them next to the plates.

“Looks like you’ve prepared quite the meal for us.” You looked up to see Jamil, leaning against the door frame.

“If you’re impressed by this, just wait until you see what I’ve done to the bedroom.”

Jamil sat, taking the spoon you held out to him. “You didn’t have to go through all of this effort for me.”

You scowled at him. “I wanted to. So shut up and enjoy it.” Chuckling, Jamil tucked into his meal.

After the two of you had had your fill, you led Jamil up to the bedroom, pride swelling in your chest at the impressed look on his face.

“You really went all out, didn’t you? My, those are some expensive-looking sheets.” He said, after taking everything in.

“I read that satin-weave is good for hair. And the silk was just, y’know, fancy…” you replied, looking off to the side.

“It seems you’ve been thinking about this for quite some time.” Jamil said, making his way to the bed, slipping off his jewelry and laying it on the nightstand. “Well, let’s get this evening started, shall we?”

He removed his belt, dropping it to the floor before sitting on the bed. You walked over and pushed his hood down, before loosening his hair tie and putting it with the jewelry. “You really have a thing for my hair.” Jamil said, looking at you amused. “Are you planning on taking out my braids?”


“Just a second, then.” Jamil grabbed the bottom of his hoodie and pulled it off, along with his vest. You took a moment to appreciate the sight of his broad, tan chest. “You’re staring~ See something you like?” Apparently too long of one, and you began to take out the accessories in Jamil’s hair.

“As a matter of fact, I do.” You replied, putting the little charms on the nightstand. “You’re very nice to look at.”

Jamil hummed in response, sitting quietly as you took his braids out, one by one. As the last hair charm was placed on the nightstand, you ran your hands through his hair, the strands soft and silky against your fingers. Jamil turned his face up to you, his eyes half lidded, a seductive smirk pulling at the edges of his mouth. Really, you couldn’t help yourself as you brought your lips to his in a slow kiss. His mouth still sort of tasted like the curry you had earlier, but it was a taste that suited him, oddly enough.

A moment later, you pulled back from the kiss, the two of you breathing a little heavier. “Look at that, you’ve already got me quite excited.” He said, gently moving you back. You stepped back and began to remove your clothes, as Jamil stood and pushed his pants off his hips, his already hard cock springing free. “Are you ready? Sit here in front of me.” He motioned to the spot on the floor in front of him.

Kneeling on the floor between Jamil’s legs, you couldn’t help the nervous butterflies in your stomach. Even though this was your idea, you had no clue where to start, so you had just been staring at his erection for the last two minutes.

“Are you sure you want to do this? You keep glaring at my dick.”

You jerked your head up to see Jamil looking down at you, his expression a combination of amusement and mild discomfort. ‘I guess I’d be uncomfortable too if someone was making intense eye contact with my crotch.’

“Sorry, I’m just… not sure what to do here.”

“We don’t have to do this.”

“I know that, but I want to! I want to spoil and pamper you like you deserve, Jamil!”

Jamil blushed and looked off to the side. “Well, if you’re that insistent on it, I could walk you through it. I read a few articles.”

“What, did you look up ‘cock worship tutorial’?”


“Of fucking course you did.”

“It wouldn’t have hurt you to do some research on it either.”

You pulled a face at that, which made Jamil laugh. “Let’s get into a better position.” he said, laying back on the bed, propping up on the pillows. You climbed up with him, crawling between his legs and laying on your stomach, head on his thigh.

“So, what should I do?”

“Tell me what you like about my cock.”

Resisting the urge to be a smartass, you took a moment to really gather your thoughts.

“I like how thick it is. It’s the perfect amount of stretch and fills me up so nicely.” You ran a finger up the shaft and around the crown of the head. “The head is very defined, and it’s kinda got a heart shape to it, which is really sexy.”

Jamil sighed as you lightly traced the veins along the shaft. “It’s so veiny and hot. I can feel it throbbing when I touch you.” You gave it a gentle squeeze, making his hips buck. “More. Tell me more.” he gasped, grasping the pillow under his head.

You pressed kisses along the underside of his cock, using your hand to gently stroke the dark, neatly trimmed hair above it. Jamil hooked his leg around your back, keeping you locked in place. Not that you planned on going anywhere. He had become so hard his cock was pressed flush against his stomach. With both hands, you trailed your fingers up and down the shaft and over the head, smearing the fluid at the slit. “You smell so fucking good, Jamil. So musky and rich, it makes my mouth water.”

Tilting it towards you, you brought your face close, kissing the head and licking the pre-cum left behind on your lips. “Your pre-cum is salty and sweet, and just a little bitter. Your cum is the only thing that tastes better.”

“I’m also rather fond of these as well.” You said, licking up the seam of his balls, making him jerk. You looked up at his face as you gave his balls fleeting kisses. His face was flushed, his lips parted as he panted, his dilated eyes glazed over with lust.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Jamil. You deserve to be praised and worshipped.” You nuzzled into his smooth, firm thigh, nipping it gently. “Tell me, how should I worship you, Jamil? I’m yours to command.”

At your words, Jamil reached out and grabbed a handful of your hair, holding you still as he sat up, bringing his face close to yours. “Is that so?” he asked, voice low and sultry.

Unwavering, you held his gaze, trying to show just how serious you were. “Yes. I want to serve you, worship you. Use my body for your pleasure.”

Jamil looked like he could’ve cum right then. “Use your mouth. Suck my cock until I cum.” he growled, moving your head towards his erection.

“With pleasure~” You licked a long stripe up the shaft, flicking the underside of the head. Licking the head, you pressed the tip of your tongue into the slit, moving it in little circles. Jamil bucked his hips, pressing his cock further against your tongue. You lowered your mouth onto him, keeping your tongue in his slit. Jamil was panting as you slowly bobbed your head. You ran your nails up his smooth thighs, over his firm, sculpted abdomen.

‘He’s perfect… So perfect…’ you dimly thought, hollowing your cheeks as you came up, sucking particularly hard on the head.

“Fuck!” Jamil groaned, jerking upwards and flooding your mouth with thick, hot cum, which you were more than happy to swallow. Crawling up his body, you leaned down and peppered little kisses on his cheeks, chin, nose, and forehead. Jamil turned his head and caught your lips with his own, his slender fingers stroking between your legs. “Ride me. Use your pussy to worship me.”

He held his cock steady as you slowly lowered yourself onto it, feeling every inch fill you up and stretch you out. You sighed as you rocked your hips back and forth on his cock, reveling in the feeling of it dragging along your insides. “It’s amazing… I feel so full…”

Jamil brought his hands down your back, grasping and squeezing your ass. “Your pussy’s so hot and wet. I bet you were aching for my cock.” You couldn’t help clenching at his words, rocking your hips faster.

“Seems like you’re desperate to cum on my cock. Let me help~” Jamil firmly took hold of your hips and sharply thrust upwards. You lurched forward, bracing yourself on his chest as he continued to roughly thrust into you.

“H-hey! I’m sup-posed to be w-worshipping you!” You gasped, nails gently scraping his chest as your hands curled into fists.

“You are. Show me how much you love my cock by cumming all over it.” Jamil pulled you into his body and flipped the two of you, thrusting inside as far as he could go.

“Ah!” Your eyes widened as you felt his pressing so deep inside of you. “You’re so deep!” Subconsciously, you wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms around his shoulders, hands tangling in his silky black hair.

“I think I like that face. Show me more.” Jamil slowly rolled his, pressing deeper inside you, his lower abdomen grinding into your clit. You screwed your eyes shut, the tension in your body growing stronger with each roll of Jamil’s hips.

“Open your eyes. Watch me while I fuck you.” You slowly opened your eyes, greeted by Jamil’s dark eyes locked on you, glazed over with lust. His cheeks were flushed a deep red, lips slightly parted as he panted, a curtain of inky black hair falling over one shoulder. He looked so-

“Beautiful…” you gasped, earning a smirk from Jamil.

“I could say the same.” he said, with a sharp snap of his hips. You whimpered and buried your face in the crook of his shoulder. Your orgasm was so close you could practically taste it tingling on your tongue. Jamil seemed to sense it as well, increasing his speed. “That’s it, let me feel you cum.”

The tension building in your abdomen finally broke, legs squeezing around Jamil’s waist as your orgasm crashed over you, clenching and pulsing around his cock.

“Fuck, your pussy feels amazing when you cum. Get ready, I’m about to fill you up with my hot cum.” Jamil growled, thrusting erratically a few more times before pressing flush against you, cock twitching as the inside of your pussy was filled with his cum.

Flopping next to you on the soft sheets, Jamil pulled you into his chest, nuzzling the top of your head. “That was wonderful.”

“You’re wonderful, Jamil. And amazing, and spectacular.” You said, kissing the base of his throat.

“You flatter me too much.” He teased, gently squeezing you.

“I mean it, Jamil. You really are amazing.”

Jamil was quiet as he pulled you closer against him. “Are you alright?” you asked, trying to turn your head to see his face.

“I’m fine. But, hush now. I’m tired and I want to sleep.” he replied, holding your head in place with his chin. You sighed and nestled against his chest. ‘He can be so difficult sometimes.’