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| Falon x Luna 1 | Entry #505515 |
"So, your father tells me that you're an incubus." Luna mentions, looking at the quiet man in front of her. "So...what exactly is that?"
"It means that my element is lust." he replies, simply, leaning against a wall, the light from the window next to him highlighting his features.
He was a strange man; if one could call him such. With short black hair, pointed ears with multiple piercings, and a set of wings that he currently had folded down against his back, he seemed not to be one to speak much. In fact, that was the most he had spoken the entire time he had been there.
"I know; but what does that MEAN?" she replies, slightly annoyed. "We use elements. You use...something else. How does it work?"
Suddenly, those sullen golden eyes dart at her. A fire begins building in her stomach, the head spreading to her thighs as her crotch begins to soak her panties with her own juices. There seems to be voices whispering in her ear, hands sliding along her thighs, fingers sliding past her panties and into her newly moist cunt.
And the Lillum begins moving towards her, the slow, prowling gate that only increased the blaze between her legs, her focus intent upon the growing bulge between his. Stopping in front of her, he smiles lazily, arrogantly.
"On your knees." he says, simply.
Unable to resist, she fall to her knees, moaning lightly as the invisible finger teases her clit, keeping her on the brink of orgasm. She isn't sure what has happened or why, but she is keenly aware of what she needs.
He grabs her head, forcing it against his crotch, the hard throbbing of his erection plain through the leather.
"Do you want to taste it?" he demands, his voice husky with lust.
"Yes..." she mutters, rubbing her thighs together in an effort for release, her own juices running down her legs.
"Louder." he demands, grabbing her arm and guiding her hand to the demanding bulge in his pants.
"YES!" she finally yells, with a whimper, stroking his clothed erection.
Slowly, he reaches down, unzipping his pants. The slow clicking of the teeth as they separate echoing in her ears, even past the delicious moans that seemed rampant there.
She reaches into the gap, wrapping her hand around his cock and pulling it out, feeling it throb in her fingers. She jerks on it, watching the precum ooze from the head, her tongue inching out to run along it.
"There's a good girl." he mutters as she licks, moaning lightly. "Now suck it. Just the head."
Instead of speaking, she takes the head of his cock into her mouth, sucking gently as her legs tremble, her cunt dripping on the floor. Reaching up, she begins to massage his balls, pulling away and looking up at him.
"Please...I want you inside..." she whispers, looking up at him.
She only feels his hands on the back of her head for a moment, then her attention is focused on the girth invading her mouth. She sucks automatically, using her tongue and hands to massage what could not fit in her mouth, but this doesn't last long. He jams it down her throat, fucking it, grunting with every thrust.
"That's right..." he mutters. "Take it all, you horny little slut. You love my cock in your throat, don't you?"
Any other time, she would have stopped right there; but something about the way he said it only made her cunt spasm even more. She could feel it twitching, having a small orgasm at his voice, moaning around his cock.
"The little bitch liked that, did she?" he mutters, reaching back and digging his nails into her ass, breaking skin and causing it to bleed. "Then she will love this..."
A finger slid into her asshole at that moment, the talon expertly guided so as not to cut. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head as she was penetrated from both ends, the slit spasming as it begged to be filled, a moan escaping from her sore throat.
The moan was too much; grabbing her head, he rams his organ down her throat, grunting as spirt after spirt of his cum shot into her mouth.
Without a word, he flips her around, jamming into her cunt so hard her panties rip into her. She begins moaning, screaming his name, thanking him with everyu thust as her own juice runs down her asscrack.
"You're a nasty little slut aren't you?" he demands, thrusting hard.
"Yes!" she yells.
"Say it!"
"I'm a nasty slut!" she yells, convulsing around him.
"Good girl!" he yells, spurting his load into her. He holds the pose, his seed filling her, pumping a flood through her cunt, pulling out only after he had gone limp.
Smiling, he looks down at her, sipping up his pants as she recovers from her intense orgasm, realizing what had just took place. She stares at him, speechless.
"That, girl..." he says slowly, his face sinking once more into and emotionless mask, "...is how it works."
And then he walks away.
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