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"keigs? awh what's wrong... can't take another round?" you cooed at him. sinking back down onto his spent, twitching cock.
โa high, pathetic whimper tore straight through his throat as you filled yourself with him again.
keigoโs dick was flushed a deep, pretty pink, his wings trembling so violently against the mattress that a few stray feathers fluttered onto the sheets.
he was a complete, breathless mess under you, completely overstimulated and slick with a thick, creamy mess that made every slow slide feel impossibly warm and wet.
โ"baby, please..." he rasped, his golden brown eyes glassy and brimming with unshed tears as his hips gave an involuntary, helpless jerk up into you.
"you'reโfuck, 's too much... i'm already..."
โ"already what, keigs?" you purred, resting your hands flat against his chest, feeling his heart hammering like a trapped bird as you rolled your hips over his sensitive shaft.
โhe let out a needy, ruined groan, his hands flying up to grip your thighsโnot to stop you, but to pull you even closer, desperate for every bit of friction. "so mean to me," he whined softly, his chest heaving as he hid his burning face in the crook of your neck, nuzzling you while you rode him through his overstimulated haze.
"so mean... don't stop. please don't stop." the plea was a fragile, broken thing, and you had no intention of granting him a break.
instead, you shifted your weight, leaning forward until your chest brushed against his flushed skin, creating a sweet secondary friction that made him gasp.
you didn't just ride him; you began to grind, slow and deliberate, focusing every single soft point of contact on the crown of his cock. he was so sensitive now that the mere slide of skin felt like a shock, his nerves firing off until he was completely undone.
โkeigoโs wings flared wide, hooking over the edges of the bed as he arched his back, his voice dissolving into a series of rhythmic, high-pitched whimpers.
he looked like he was falling apart under you, his eyes rolled back and his mouth hanging open, tasting the air in desperate, shallow gulps. every time he tried to find a rhythm of his own, you shifted the angle, denying him the release he was clawing for and keeping him suspended in that agonizing, shimmering state of overstimulation.
โ"you're shaking, keigo," you whispered, nipping playfully at the lobe of his ear.
"are you really that sensitive, baby? just a little bit of movement and you're already coming apart."
โhe couldn't even form words, only a strangled, needy sound that vibrated in his chest.
his grip on your thighs tightened, his knuckles white, as he tried to push upward one last time. he was hovering right on the edge, his body vibrating with the effort of holding back a climax that felt inevitable and terrifying all at once.
you could feel the sudden, intense heat radiating from him, the way his muscles coiled like a spring, waiting for the signal to finally break.
โyou didn't give him the signal; you gave him the flood.
with one final, crushing sink of your hips, you clamped down hard, squeezing him tight as you pulsed around him. the sudden pressure was the catalyst he couldn't fight.
a loud, ruined cry tore from his throatโa shattered, pretty sob of pleasureโas he finally buckled under the weight of it.
โ"look at you," you whispered softly against his jaw. "just a little bit of pressure and you're completely gone."
โkeigo didn't answer; he couldn't.
he was locked in the throes of a deep, devastating release, his body rigid and humming like a live wire.
he let out a long, shaky wail that dissolved into a series of wet, stuttering gasps, his head tossing from side to side on the pillow.
he was spilling into you in heavy, hot pulses, the sheer volume of it filling you to the brim and overflowing, coating the junction of your bodies in a thick, creamy slick.
the intensity left him hollowed out, his muscles twitching in rhythmic spasms he had no power to stop.
โas the peak slowly subsided, leaving him adrift in a hazy, golden afterglow, you didn't pull away.
instead, you stayed draped over him, feeling the slow, thudding retreat of his heart against your palms. you shifted slightly, the movement causing a soft, squelching sound as you slid against the abundance of his release. the friction-less glide of skin on skin through that thick layer of cream sent a fresh jolt straight to his nerves. keigo let out a sharp, startled yelp as he arched his back, his wings snapping shut with a sudden thwack against the mattress.
โ"no... no more, please, sweetheart," he whimpered, though he was already beginning to lean into you, his body betraying his plea.
he was completely pussy-drunk now, his mind reduced to a singular, pulsing point of pleasure that made him feel like he was floating several inches off the bed. he looked up at you, his eyes wide and shimmering with a glazed, vacant expression, his lips parted and glistening.
he looked utterly conquered, a beautiful, trembling wreck of a man who had been ridden into a state of complete submission.
โyou chuckled, the sound vibrating against his chest, and began to slowly withdraw.
the sensation of you sliding out of him, dragging every bit of that sensitive friction with you, made him let out a high, needy whine of protest. he reached up, his fingers clumsy and shaking, trying to hook your hips to pull you back in. "don't... don't go, baby," he rasped, his voice a mere ghost of a sound, his face flushed a deep, vivid crimson.
โ"going where, silly?" you murmured, though you didn't immediately slide back down.
โinstead, you hovered just above him, the cool air of the room hitting the slick, overheated skin of your thighs and his trembling lap. the contrast was a shock to his system; keigo shivered violently, his wings twitching in a reflexive attempt to cocoon himself.
he looked completely undone, his chest heaving in erratic bursts, his golden hair plastered to his forehead with sweat.
he was in that fragile state where the slightest touch felt like a landslide, and the look of sheer, vulnerable longing in his eyes told you he was still riding the waves of a climax that had stripped him of every defense.
โyou watched him for a moment, savoring the sight of the powerful hero reduced to a whimpering, wide-eyed mess.
then, with a slow, deliberate movement, you reached down and circled the head of his cock with your fingers. he wasn't softโnot yetโand the skin was so sensitized that the mere graze of your fingertips made him jump, a sharp, strangled gasp escaping his lips.
โ"you're still so reactive, keigs," you teased softly. you began to swirl your fingers, teasing the opening, stirring the thick cream that still coated him.
โkeigoโs head hit the pillow with a soft thud, his eyes fluttering shut.
"stop... no, don't stop," he corrected himself, his voice cracking.
he was fighting a losing battle with his own nervous system, his body humming with a residual charge that made every muscle fiber twitch.
when you leaned back down, pressing a lingering, wet kiss to the hollow of his throat, he let out a long, shuddering moan that vibrated through his entire frame. he felt like a raw nerve, exposed and aching, completely at your mercy.
