#oc sky

Day 11. Degradation / / Aftercare

Levi x Dur’gloth

It’s stifling in here. The rooms temperature hot, or is that just him?, making the bed sheets stick to his damp skin. He’s a mess. A sweat ridden, whimpering sodden mess. His own cum left to sit in the dip of his panting stomach, a mark of his own neediness. Pathetic.

“What a pathetic thing you are.”

The sneer, echoes his own thoughts. Oh…he feels hips press against his own spread ones. A soft, furred pelvis meets his own oil slicked backside, feeling the half hard cock twitch in interest. He breaths a moan, hips ticking up desperate for attention.

“My, so eager still. Have you not had enough sweet?”

A hand clamps on his jaw, blunt nails diggin into his cheeks, pulling him to meet the cold grey stare of his bed partner.

“Is my whore so desperate for my cock again?”

He whimpers. He is, they’ve been fucking for hours already. Levi’s had him in all manners of positions and in each he’s been his greedy little whore. Bent in half, or over or however Levi wants him, pumped again and again full of the half-elf. Dirtied. Used.

Fingers are shoved into his mouth, no care for his gagging. “Suck.” Is demanded. And he does so, sloppy with spittle dribbling from his mouth and down Levi’s wrist.

“Look at you, such a slut. Desperate for me to fuck your stretched out little hole…” the fingers press down on his tongue and he moans around them, sucking at the digits only for them to disappear.

“P-please… please Le-…” his whimpers come to a stop at the harsh slap delivered to his flank.

“Ah ah, whores don't speak pet hm? You’re too stupid for that. Just a pretty little hole to be fucked.” A hand wraps around his weeping cock and gives a ruthless tug, milking a drop of cum onto the gathering pool. “Only good for fucking and cumming.”

The hand not abusing his cock makes its way to his clenching hole, probing the wet mess and circling the fluttering muscled ring. A wicked gleam enters those grey depths. He sobs.

“To be used how I see fit…” a tap tapping to his hole has his crying out. “How many have used this hole before. I’m surprised you’re still so tight after all the cocks you’ve had shoved in here.”

It’s heady. The onslaught of abuse to his hole and the vitriol being spat at him. He’s moaning, hands twist in the sheets and restraints above his head. He’s going to cum again and Levi hasn’t even fucked him yet. He’s whimpering, canting his hips trying to catch the head of his cock on his opening. Please… pleasepleaseplease

He hears a derogatory chuckle and then an “So dumb” said under a breath.

“Now, be a good slut…” he feels the blunt head sitting at his hole “and open wide.”

Day 12. Licking / / Biting & Day 13. Breast worship // Nipple Play

Miasma x Astarion

He suckles on the hard little peaks, his hand pinching the other nipple damp from his earlier affections.

Sweet little moans come from his love above him, her thighs clench at his sides where he’s laying between them. He feels her wetness on his stomach. Little gushes every time he tugs or gives a harsh suck.

So sensitive.

Though he supposes they have been at this for a better half of an hour. He pulls back, letting her nipple pop out from his teeth and pets at his handy work. Her dark nipples are erect and puffy, the skin a little pink with irritation, bruises mark her underbreast and a bite mark over her left breast.

Two pin pricks bubbled with congealed blood droplets frame it. His calling card.

And she wears it so well.

Day 14. Deep throating / / Hair Pulling

Sky x Levi

The first time it happened it was an accident.

Levi was fucking into him so viciously he scrambled to find purchase on something before the energetic dicking he was getting sent him flying.

His quick fix anchor was Levi’s knot at the back of his head.

And what an eye opening experience that was for him.

Grasping the hair ending up with him pulling on the locks and receiving a surprised but deep moan from his lover.

What followed was a blush and a stutter from his dark little elf and a reassurance from him that it was an accident and won’t happen again.

What a liar he was.

Now, perched on top of Levi’s lap, rolling his hips with the elf’s cock shoved deep in his arse, he had a handful of obsidian tresses in one hand whilst holding that sharp jaw, glassy grey’s staring adoringly up at him.

He gives another tug, wrenching his loves head back, exposing his throat and bobbing Adam’s apple. A high pitched, broken moan meets his ears and the hands on his thighs squeeze tighter. Oh his sweet little damia.

The fun he has in wrecking him.

Day 15. Face sitting // Bruising or Biting

Korg x Miasma

Holding onto the dreads a top his head, she thrusts fast and hard on top of his tusks. His tongue sitting deep in her cunt wiggles in response to her brutality. A deep groan comes from the Orc beneath her sending vibrations up to her clit causing her to moan in return.

Large hands hold her thighs pining her down on his face encouraging her. He’s in bliss. Her slick spills over him, dripping over his face and running over his chin and cheeks.

He’s mournful to let a drop of her essence got to waste…

With a bruising grip, he seals her heat to his mouth and digs in to feast.

Day 16. Shower/Bath sex // Squirting

Continuation of the above snippet…

Korg x Miasma

“Darling I- I can’t… please please…”

He ignores her pleading. He knows if she truly wished him to stop she would make him, no matter how far gone she’d seem. Besides, she’s already told him before not to stop until she’d made a mess.

He continues his brutality against her cunt. Hand moving rapidly his large fingers fucking into her whilst the palm of his hand was smacking against her erect little clit.

He’d already made her cum on his cock twice, tongue and fingers already and now it was orgasm number 5? 6? Eh, he’d lost count. His aim was to get her squirting or die trying. Okay well, maybe not that drastic. But you get the picture.

“Korg- Korgy… I’m, oh fuck, Korg!”

He feels her little cunt strangling his fingers, oh she’s close. He strokes, making a come hither motion with the fingers in her and moves his other hand from her breast to her lower stomach and pushes.

Jackpot.

She tenses and then… gushes down his arm. He moans at her wetness as it soaks his own pelvis, dripping onto him and baptising his cock in her essence.

He looks up her and is taken away by the pleasure writ across her face. Head thrown back with her hair blistered to her face, her perspiration makes her glitter. She’s ethereal.

He soothes a hand over her stomach stroking her ribs and panting chest, helping her come down from her intense release.

“You did so well, Ukul, so good to me…”

A tired panting smile answer’s him.

Day 18. Praise kink // Food play

Levi x Zephyr

They’d been at it for an age. His arse was reaching that deliciously sore stage but he’d let Zephyr fuck him for as long as he wanted as long as he didn’t stop calling him…

“My good boy. Taking me so well.”

A high reddy whine leaves him, his cock gives a valiant twitch as his hole clenched around the large cock being shoved into him. The tieflings large hands squeezed tighter around his waist, fingers almost over lapping, using his hips as leverage to bodily move him up and down his cock.

“So good- so good for me sweetness. You deserve this cock. You did so well preparing for it didn’t you, little elf? You needed me so bad didn’t you? Tell me.”

“Yessss… y-yes, yes Zeph I wanted it p-please…AH!” He cries out at a particularly harsh thrust hitting his prostrate. Oh fuck..

A growl comes from somewhere above him.

“Good boy.”

Day 19. Gaping // Cock ring or Plugs

Levi x Takkan

He’s so pretty.

Chest to the bed, arse in the air with his sack pulled up tight and his cock hanging heavy between his spread thighs. A milky string dribbling from his tip onto the bedspread bellow. Beautiful.

He has Tak’s tail wrap around his forearm and pulled to the side so he can have an uninterrupted view of his prize. Glinting, winking at him in the candle light.

He runs a knuckle over the obsidian gem, a near match to his little pet eyes. A gift. He nudges it, pressing it further into the furled hole it sits in. A moan meets his efforts.

“Oh- uh, Levi…don’t tease darling.”

He smirks to himself, running his hand over the quivering cheeks, up and over the ridges of the little bards back and down again grasping a handful of the perky rump.

“I’d never pet…” he brushes a thumb over the bejewelled plug gaining a whimper. “You look so pretty sweetness, I hardly know what to do with myself…”

“You know exactly what to do, you heathen.” Oh, a little sass from his pet. He adores it. A little wiggle of the hips meets his silence, the tail unwraps from his forearm and moves instead to wrap around his thigh, squeezing and pulling him closer.

Tak looks over his shoulder, making eye contact with those steel greys. A coy smile stretches over his lips endearing Levi to do whatever he bids.

“Take it out darling.”

His free hand moves to the plug grasping the jewel and slowly, softly begins to pull. Takkans head drops down between his shoulders, moaning and egging Levi on.

He’s mesmerised by the stretch of his sweets hole. Watching as the muscle grows taut at the large bulb of the plug and slowly shrinks as he pulls the tapered end free.

Oh… now that’s stunning.

It’s gaping. The rim desperately fluttering on nothing, seeking something to find purchase on again. He can see the pink interior of Takkans most intimate canal and isn’t that… adorable.

“Levi, darling, p-please…”

The beg catches his attention, bringing his focus away from Taks hole to his shiny gaze locked on him. Precious.

“What do you need sweet?” He raise a brow and softly rubs a fingertip around the sensitive rim. A high pitch moan leaves his little bards throat. He’s cheeky to ask. And he sees the moment Tak catches onto it.

The tail squeezes tighter, bringing his very interested cock closer, nudging against Takkans sack, slipping into the crevice of his thigh and pelvis.

He sees Takkan take a deep breath and then…

“Be a good boy, and fill me up.”

Something drops hot and low, his cock jumps, his spin tingles and he shudders. That little shit. He grabs his cock and lines the head up with Tak’s entrance. The muscle trying to latch onto the tip. He looks up again, grey meeting black.

“As you wish, sweet.”

Day 20. Massage // Lap Dance & Day 21. Cunnilingus / / Seduction

Luz x Zek

The enchanted drum plays a slow beat. Each hit of the skin wringing out and echoing across their bedroom. The high ceilings and stone walls making for excellent acoustics.

With each beat, a bejewelled azure hip rolls and jingles like bells. Ringed hands move, caressing over hips and dips, brushing along a scantily clad body. Over soft skin, the scent of citrus.

All for show.

All for their love.

They move forward, enticing, alluring. Reeling their one into their aura, caressing them with their seduction.

They straddle and feel their sexes brush, a tease they roll their hips in a sensual rotation following the beat of the drum, matching the tempo with their body.

Making love fully clothed with nothing but a taste and a promise. Twin grins met each other, both happy and in love, in awe of the other. A slow seduction, leading to a promising end.

Day 22. Leather or Latex Kink / / Suspension

Miasma x Astarion

He looked stunning hanging there. A chandelier of pale eroticism, flesh dimpled by the cashmere ropes the deep red a harsh but beautiful contrast to the milky hue of soft skin. Exquisite.

“How are you, love?”

Her question is answered with a dazed hum. She reaches out a hand, fingers oil slicked and caresses a bent knee, applying slight pressure to spin him slowly so his face comes into view. Head tilted and throat taut, his eyes are a glassy crimson falling into a space of quiet and content. Her star is always so good when suspended, easily finding his comfort in her knots and bindings. Peaceful in her webs.

She hums back, spinning him again so bent and spread knees face her once more. His desperate little hole clenching on nothing, empty of her fingers. She leans forward and bestows a delicate kiss to a trembling thigh, his bound cock gives a valiant little twitch at her attention.

“You relax love and let me do all the work…”

A whimper from above gets cut off but a broken sobbing moan. She pushes her fingers in further, scissoring the passage open and searching for the bundle of nerves. A scream from Astarion lets her know, she found it.

Excellent.