"Did you enjoy me grooming you? Was it that good?" she asked, her eyes glued to the pre-cum that was oozing out of him. She gathered it with her thumb, spreading it on his shaft, making it glide in her hand.
Lucian nodded, his lips moving to her wrist, kissing it. She must have sensed that her chatterbox wasn't as playful as he usually would, because she tried to lure him back.
"Should I suck it?" she asked from between his legs, her pink lips parted as she looked up at him, "Is that what you want?"
His adam's apple bobbed in his throat, his breathing becoming heavier, "Yes...Suck it."
"What tone was that?" She gripped the base, tightening her hold, "Was that a demand? Are you telling me what to do? When I'm doing you a favor?"
His gaze stopped on her face, trying to find his brain again, "Just do it."
She chuckled, a sound that made him twitch in her hand. "Do I need to remind you of your place?"
"It's below me right now," he said, referring to her kneeling, and her head below his. The tune didn't match hers yet, but he was trying to catch up.
"So you prefer me kneeling before you?" she leaned closer, kissing his inner thigh, and licked a trail, her hand moving again, "Would seeing me worship you, serving you with my mouth, fulfill your fantasies?"
She licked his balls and the sensation went straight to his head, making it go blank.
"I don't really care about positions, as long as I get to have you," he replied. Ah, this did not feel like him. Not submissive (which he enjoyed to be around her), also not in enough control. It felt…as if he was not trying hard enough.
It was true though. He preferred to worship her, to be hers, the rest didn't matter. But if she wanted to be on her knees for him, he wouldn't stop her. He looked at her one more time, trying to discern her words. Could she be talking about her fantasies instead?
He always thought it was his place to serve her. Their standings were worlds apart, but having her do this for him sent him into another dimension.
He moved his leg under her dress, pressing the front of his ankle to her clothed crotch. She jolted at the touch, her legs tightening around his foot.
He dragged it up and down, massaging her over her clothes, "Is that why your mouth feels a little dry? Because all the wetness went down here?"
She bit her lip, and he moved his leg harder. Her hand on him stopped, "Lucian..." she whispered his name, a warning, yet she did not pull away.
He kissed the back of her hand, then wetted her finger with his tongue before guiding it inside his mouth.
She was watching him with a heavy-lidded gaze, opening her mouth as he brought her own finger to her lips. He pressed it inside, making her suck on it.
Her undergarment was getting soaked from her arousal, and her hand was back on his shaft. She began gathering more saliva in her mouth, her lips inches from his tip. She parted her lips, dripping her saliva on his shaft, and following it with her tongue.
Lucian arched down, his head above hers, grunting at the sensation, "Haah...ha..."
She sucked the tip of his shaft, her lips forming a tight circle around it. Swallowing him deeper, her hand pumped the rest of him. Suck, suck, lick. She followed the lewd pattern, making a satisfying sounds, "Mhhm...mmm...so good..."
Her tongue swirled around the head, while her hips moved against his leg as if seeking more friction.
She lifted her lashes, locking her eyes with his as she took him deeper into her mouth.
"You really like sucking it." Lucian grunted when she hollowed her cheeks and pulled back, wondering if the shaved look had this much of an effect on her. The idea cheered him up a bit.
"Mhm," she left a line of saliva connecting her lips to his tip, "It's making me feel hot inside. Like when I'm inside you...very similar..."
The visual of her pleasuring herself while sucking him, and feeling her grinding against him, made it hard to keep his eyes open, but he refused to blink. He didn't want to miss a second of her in this state.
The lewd sounds, the feeling of her tongue, her hand stroking his length, and her soaking his leg with her fluids, it all came down to one point. A point of no return.
He grabbed a fistful of her hair, holding her in place, as his hips thrust into her mouth. "Mhhm—"
Her hands moved to his thighs, grabbing them, her nails digging into his skin. She still refused to remove her undergarments. Or maybe she wanted to give him all her attention, since she did pleasure him without a break, with all the licking and sucking. Either way, he used his feet to pull her legs apart and tug the fabric down.
"Hah...ah—Lucian," she gasped. When he persisted, she assisted him by lifting her hips and used her free hand to get rid of her undergarments.
He wiggled his pointer, making her pull the underwear from under her and give it to him.
Bringing them to his nose, he took in the scent of her arousal.
"Look what you did." He brought them to her face, rubbing the wet part on her cheek and close to her nose, "You are dripping...and I'm the cause of it. Isn't that amazing?"
She nodded, and he pushed her back on his shaft. He bit down on her underwear, letting it hang from his mouth as he cupped her head with both his hands.
Deeper. He wanted to be deeper inside her, so deep that she would forget how to breathe without him.
"Mmmh," they both moaned, their mouth full of each other's fluids. They were both drolling, "Mm...hhm...mn..."
Her hand disappeared under her skirt, so they both could chase their release, their moans growing louder, "Mnghhh—"
The moment she shuddered and clamped her tights around his leg, Lucian followed her into the abyss.
"Mhhmm!" He came in her mouth, his hips jerking as he spilled his load down her throat, pumping her mouth until he was drained.
"Hah...hah..." She collapsed on top of him, her cheek on his tight, her breathing heavy.