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“You’re doing so good for me, taking whatever I give you, hm?” You purred, keeping your strokes slow and teasing on his weeping cock, the continuous beads of pre making your hands slide easy .

You’ve been edging him for an hour and you had no plans on giving him the pleasure his body and mind were chasing so desperately any time soon… yet

You didn’t want to rush things, no. Not with him.

“oh fuuuck— .. pl-please… plea-Hnnh!!..” he panted out the word over and over like a mantra, his brain being absolute mush and the relief that you’re depriving of him being the only thing holding him together. His tears falling just as much as his length leaks.

You kept your pace steady. Quick enough for him to feel it , but slow enough to keep him chasing for that pleasure. It was a pace meant to keep him on the brink of his sanity, leaving cracks in his resolve little by little until he can’t take it.

“maybe… I’ll take some pity on you if you beg sweetly, puppy” You nibble on his ear ever so gently, sending a wave of electricity through his body and making him violently shudder. He opened his mouth to follow your order as soon as, but all that could escape was a wanton moan . As if his body moved to obey your order before his mind could even catch up. What an obedient one he is.

“M-mommy… nnnnhh.. c-cum…” his hips bucked wildly trying to push back the tight coil bubbling up in his abdomen. Poor thing can’t finish without your permission anyway. “need to cum… “ he whines.

“Can’t take it sweetie?” You laughed quietly, your eyes locked onto his dazed expression. Could he even hear you right now?

His back is arched now , squirming with the uncertainty of his mind leaning into your touch and his body instinctively pulling away from the overwhelming pleasure. A sheer layer of sweat coated his whole body, making him look just that much prettier. He’s barely responding, his brain working too hard at trying to process the words hes hearing to respond.

“ Look at me puppy “ Your warm voice cutting through his hazy mind. You slow your movements on his weeping cock, letting your fingers lightly graze his tip.

He whines and pulls back a bit to meet your eyes before resting his forehead on yours, his heart beating out of his chest.

“ wanna cum~ ?” You speed up your strokes , twisting your wrist slightly when your hand reaches the tip.

It’s brutal. The way you looked at him,so lovingly. The way you spoke so softly, so gently to him while torturing his poor cock to tears. It was so cruel but oh so sweet.

The sudden return to a faster pace pushes a choked sob from the poor man. You watch his eyes roll back all over again, spit slowly running from the corner of his mouth as his hips go taut, occasionally twitching. Fresh tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, threatening to spill all over again.

And before he could beg for your permission, “c— cum.. cumming cu- Ahngh!!” White spurts flow from his pulsing cock, coating his abdomen and your chest in his cum. His hips buck involuntarily into your hand before he completely collapses onto you. His breath coming out in pants trying to calm down.

You held him close as you knew what was coming next. And just on queue, you hear quiet sobs, muffled into the crook of your neck.

“I love you.. thank you.” He mumbles. Before his breath finally stabilizes and he goes quiet.