beariot: art by poti (one golden glance of what should be)
Pʀᴏꜰᴇssᴏʀ Uʀsᴜʟᴀ Cᴀʟʟɪsᴛɪs ([personal profile] beariot) wrote 2020-07-25 02:08 am (UTC)

[ It took her a moment to get used to him again. The magic, plus the binding spell, had worked to make him feel even fuller than usual, stretching her out and filling her up profoundly. She tried not to let it show too much how impactful it was but... well, that was part of the show, too, wasn't it? But she wasn't exactly sure how to play to that reaction.

She bit at her lip, hissing as she squeezed around him, flexing rhythmically at first, simply letting her walls pulse around his cock inside of her, letting magic soak through, send little jolts along the pressure, as if stroking him from inside of her. She didn't have to move much this way, but...

She was glad he sat up. It gave her a place to rest her hands, at his shoulders, and use that leverage to start moving her hips in earnest. ]


What a wonderful stage you've set for me...

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