14. Cock Warming
Cock Warming
Seth
It’s way too soon for the L word, right?
Yeah, it’s probably too soon, but maybe just in the relative safety of my own head, I can admit that this was a fucking transcendent experience and the only way it could have been this fucking surreal would be…
love. Ryn whimpers prettily in her sleep, and I bite my lip hard.
My cock pulses softly, and I hold back a shudder of pleasure in a desperate attempt not to wake her yet.
My knot swells depressurized about twenty minutes after locking her, so technically, we don’t have to stay connected anymore, but she fell asleep.
Nerves twist in my stomach like a knife, but my anxiety fizzles up and dies as quickly as it builds.
There’s no place for it to take hold, not when we’re like this.
I’ve never knotted a partner before. With myself and some specially designed sex toys, yes—but an actual person, not so much.
Partly because it’s forced prolonged proximity and I've always been nervous that it would be awkward as fuck. Mostly though, if I’m being honest it’s because of this.
My sensitive ass wanted it to be special.
To be fair, I didn’t plan on doing it now, or in a lab—but as soon as I was inside of her, I just had this insistent, all-consuming urge to lock her.
I rub my nose into her neck and pull in a lungful of her scent. Her fragrance and the feeling of her skin against mine—my cock lodged deep in her core, mixed with the heavy shadows I still have cocooning us, have helped to prolong the out-of-body experience.
Her aftershocks stopped about ten minutes after locking, but the cock warming feels divine.
A smirk pulls up one corner of my mouth as I remember some of the lovely things she was mumbling about my magic cock, and I close my eyes and revel in the sensation of another pulse down my shaft.
I’ll have to wake her soon. She’s swollen from our activities, and the throbbing of her magnificently abused cunt feels fucking perfect, but I’m sure she’ll be sore.
I sigh and wait for one more of those delightful little pulses before letting my knot swells release, but remain inside of her while gently rubbing her arms to wake her.
“Ryn, love. Wake up, baby.”
She jerks awake and gasps, her pussy clenching hard around my still-softening cock, and I hiss.
“Oh fuck, Seth!” Ryn rolls her hips and moans softly, and sharp pleasure lances my groin. My cock immediately hardens, and I grunt at the sensation. Like prickling pains after a limb falls asleep, everything feels oversensitive.
“S—s-sensitive,” I croak out the word and wince as she continues to roll her hips in a steady undulation, keeping me deeply seated and putting pressure on my now sore knot swells.
I feel a tingling at the bases of my orbs as little streams of light streak down my face, leaking the psychopomp equivalent of tears.
The minx groans and tightens her hold as she picks up the pace and drops a hand between us to circle her clit.
“P-please.” I’m not sure if I’m begging her to stop or keep going. Every surge of pleasure is laced with the pain of oversensitivity, and it's fucking overwhelming.
“Oh, Seth…hurts so good!”
Hmm, well, at least we’re in agreement there. I can feel her walls start to flutter around me, and my head spins. Fffuucckkk.
“Be…be a,” she moans and starts moving faster still, “be a good boy and—yes—come for me, baby.” Her cunt squeezes my cock like a fucking vise, and I suck in a breath so fast that it sounds like a hiccup as I feel the liquid heat of my release shoot up my fucking spectacularly abused cock and fill her up to overfilling.
She rocks gently a few more times, and I groan out her name as our combined spend starts seeping out of her channel.
We’re both breathing hard as I drop my shadows slowly, blinking against the harshness of light after being in the dark for so long. I leave a thin layer of shadow around us, like a blanket to cover us until we gather the strength to move and lean back slowly to look at her.
My throat feels scratchy and dry, and my anxiety returns with a vengeance now that the bubble has been popped, but I force myself to smile and ask, “Did you enjoy the ride? Complaints, comments, suggestions?” Yeah, that’s good, Seth.
Have the most meaningful sex of your life and immediately fuck it up with stupid jokes.
I feel my smile tremble slightly as my heart rate spikes.
Ryn frowns slightly, and I stop breathing. Fuck.
“Seth.” She places her hands tenderly on either side of my face, and tears prick my orbs again, “that was incredible.”
I choke in a breath and cough to hide my bullshit wave of emotions.
This is not at all going smoothly, but thank the gods she doesn’t seem put off.
Her eyes hold mine for a moment longer before she leans in to drop a reassuring kiss on my lips.
I melt into her, and she deepens it, grounding me in a way that I didn’t realize I needed.
When she breaks the kiss and pulls back, I can breathe normally again.
“Thank you.” There’s a burning sensation along my cheekbones, and I’m sure swirls are gathering under my skin in a faint blush, “I, Uh—I’m sorry I didn’t wake you sooner. I should have. I’m sorry.”
“I’m glad you didn’t. It felt fucking fantastic.”
My heart does this weird swoop thing, and I feel like I might throw up from the excitement, but then she winces, and I cup her chin with worry.
“What’s wrong?”
“You need to pull out, but it’s gonna make a mess.” Her eyes are wide as she looks down between us and pushes away some of the leftover shadows obscuring her stomach. She lets out a small chirp, and my orbs flare with a powerful wave of possessiveness.
“Is that? Did you cumflate me?” She squeaks.
I rub a hand along the small swell of her stomach and gently apply pressure. Ryn whimpers, and my cock twitches in response. We both gasp and reach out to steady ourselves.
“I think I just unlocked a new kink—but I’m gonna pull out slowly now before the sight of you full—mmm, so fucking full—of my cum breaks my dick.”
Ryn pulls her bottom lip between her teeth and nods as a lovely pink colors her cheeks.
I straighten up from the support of my shadows and carefully pull out, panting as I watch my glistening cock slide out of her deep pink and clearly well-fucked cunt.
Ryn and I both make little hissing noises as my ridges catch on her inner walls.
I pause briefly when just the tip is left inside her, sending shadows out around Ryn to lean her back some and wrap around her legs.
She looks at me through heavy-lidded eyes and nods, and I step back, watching with rapt attention as my shadows pin her legs open and draw her knees up, and the cum leaks out of her in a steady stream.
I swallow hard and reach out a hand to her stomach, making eye contact for permission before I press down hard to push more of it out.
Ryn whines so sweetly, and I bite my lip at the sight of my cum flooding out of her.
Fuck. A delicious shiver runs down my spine, and now it’s my turn to whine.
Mine. This cunt—Ryn, is mine, and when I finally glance back up at her and catch her gaze, my heart soars in triumph, because the look on her face confirms it.
My lips pull up in a smirk that she matches, and my heart thumps stupidly. Oh, yeah. If you're mine, I’m yours, baby.
And what a fucking fabulous thing to be.