Samael
Glancing up at Luka, I pop off him and lick my lips, coating them with red. Looking into his eyes, all I see is fire; the cerulean is gone, now blazing with the home of his darkness. His lip is curled with a snarl, and the chains groan against the headboard as he fights to regain his freedom. Satisfied with his reaction, I return to the task I abandoned. Tightening my grip on the base of his shaft. I begin to stroke, twisting my wrist as I move up and down, causing his pelvis to become taught with each flex he makes. His breathing is harsh and loud as I trail kisses along the head of his cock. Teasing him with slow tantalizing licks, I start at his head, licking down his shaft and taking his balls into my mouth, sucking on them gently before releasing them and licking down lower, coating his puckered whole, readying him for my next form of torment.
As I continue to stroke him with one hand, I use my other free hand to dig into the velvet bag, gathering what I need from it by touch alone. Pulling out a plug and lube, I coat the plug one-handed, preparing it for entrance. With pursed lips, I kiss his head again, slowly opening my mouth as I take him in, sucking while he fills my mouth. As I move my mouth down, swallowing his length, I begin to work the toy into his ass, gently pushing as I swirl my tongue along his shaft. Luka's fully relaxed in my arms, groaning in pleasure as I work his ass, fully inserting the toy when I release his cock.
"Fuck." He growls, his pupils blown with pleasure.
I smile, pushing the button to turn on the pulsing vibrations, seeking to increase his pleasure, wanting his orgasm to send him above the Heavens, past Euphoria, to a place of pure ecstasy. When his body jolts at the first vibration, I know I'm heading in the right direction toward my goal. Engulfing him completely, I use my tongue to hold him to the roof of my mouth, sucking hard. With each upward movement, I tighten my mouth around his base, creating an unbreakable suction seal that has him grinding against my face, shuddering each time my lips reach the rim of his head.
It's thrilling to feel him lose control, watching him go undone, thanks to the pleasure I am bestowing on him. My cock feels like it's going to immerse, my blood running hot at the sight of Luka letting loose. Dropping his strictly professional persona and becoming a beast within my hands. His shaft is throbbing, and his release nearing; using my hand, I increase each stroke, bringing him closer and closer to his release. His thighs are trembling against my chest when he lets out a deep groan of satisfaction, thrusting into my mouth three times, filling me with everything he has to offer.
"Holy Fuck." He sighs, his voice laced with satisfaction.
"You can thank me later," I smirk, reaching up and planting a kiss on his lips, using my powers to unclasp the handcuffs holding him against his will.
Faster than I can blink, he's grabbing me and flipping me beneath him, nipping and biting down my body, leaving marks that'll last through the night. When he takes me in his mouth, I feel like I'm going to shatter and lose control at the first suction. Gritting my teeth and digging my nails into the sheet beneath me, I force myself to calm down, not wanting to end this before it's even had a chance to begin. Whatever spell Luka's casting on my body has me talking in tongues. His skill in this department has always been expert, but today, his skills are supreme, for lack of better words; he's the MVP in the BJ game. My world shatters before I'm ready, my orgasm ripping through my body, sending me flying off the mountainside.
Luka doesn't give me time to recover. He's pulling my lip body over the edge of the bed, flipping me onto my stomach, his fingers inside of me, readying my body for him. I'm still trembling from the after-effects of my orgasm when he fully sheaths himself, his cock throbbing inside me as he fills me completely, my own shaft hardening with the sensation. Luka isn't soft or gentle. He's rutting me like an animal in heat. His hips digging into my backside, his fingers tangling in my hair as he forces my face into the bed, each thrust sending my face further into the mattress. My senses are so overwhelmed it feels like I'm having an out-of-body experience. My head is so far in the clouds it feels like the incomprehensible nonsense spilling from my mouth is coming from someone else.
When Luka's motion slows and suddenly stops, I let out a whimper, my body not done with its brutal punishment. I try turning my head to see what's caused him to stop, but his grip on my hair tightens as he forces me to stay still. I wiggle myself against him; my body is needy for his seed. A loud feral growl rips from Luka's chest, and he frees his hand from my hair, grasping my neck instead, tightening against my jugular as he resumes his punishing pounding. He thrusts into me as he pulls my body flush against his, his free hand wrapping around my cock, each stroke of his hand matching the thrust of his hips, bringing me over the edge once more, turning my legs into jello. Luka is close behind, spilling himself inside me, filling me full of his seed. With the last pump, he releases my neck and plants a soft kiss on my throat, reigning the beast in and morphing into the gentleman we all know.
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