[As his movements grow wilder, tilting into a frenetic desperation, a hunger that only increases the more it's fed — as together they lurch closer to sharp peak of pleasure — the world narrows. First to the heat of her body holding him tight, the slick slide of her against his cock, the pleading whimpers spilling from her throat. Then to the pressure squeezing deep inside him, tighter and sharper, until all of her shudders around him.
There comes a feeling like unhitching from himself. His hips stutter for a second, his breath catches on a moan that's half growl. He pushes through his orgasm, unflagging as he fills Konoha with his seed.]
Saints— Fuck— You can have it...
[Until at last he falls still. Spent despite the surge of manna flushing him, Nikolai folds over her rump, laying his cheek against her croup as he catches his breath. His loose grip on her thighs holds him there.
But he doesn't stay for long. As promised, once he withdraws from her, and gives her tail one last teasing tug, he repositions himself. All the better to kiss her, to savor her breasts. That's what he does first: rest his head between her breasts to lap at her milk-stained skin.]
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There comes a feeling like unhitching from himself. His hips stutter for a second, his breath catches on a moan that's half growl. He pushes through his orgasm, unflagging as he fills Konoha with his seed.]
Saints— Fuck— You can have it...
[Until at last he falls still. Spent despite the surge of manna flushing him, Nikolai folds over her rump, laying his cheek against her croup as he catches his breath. His loose grip on her thighs holds him there.
But he doesn't stay for long. As promised, once he withdraws from her, and gives her tail one last teasing tug, he repositions himself. All the better to kiss her, to savor her breasts. That's what he does first: rest his head between her breasts to lap at her milk-stained skin.]
I told you I would take care of you...