“Good boy,” they purr, and even though I was mostly teasing, my entire soul lights up at the praise. I wonder if maybe there isn’t a bit of an undiscovered kink lying somewhere in there.
Their hand drifts up along my spine before running back down the expanse of my back. It’s soothing in the most erotic of ways. My body is melting into them, while heat courses just beneath the skin.
“It’s ridiculous how unbelievably sexy you are,” they praisebreathlessly while their hands continue to trail and map out the contours of my body.
I turn around and grin at them, completely unable to hide how much I love that they find me sexy. I mean, I’ve always known, on some level, they did, with the way they look at me, and with the way they were completely unable to look away from me when they were trying so hard to convince themself they didn’t want me. But I absolutely love that we’ve reached a place where they can say something like that so freely.
Their eyes meet mine, and they roll them in response to whatever expression is on my face. “Don’t be a cocky asshole,” they mutter in exasperation.
I can’t help but laugh. “I mean, I’m about to be one,” I point out.
And then suddenly the pad of Qiang’s finger is ever-so-lightly pressing against my hole, and my head drops heavily while a needy whine punches out of me. My whole body immediately hyperfocuses on the barest touch of theirs there.
“You were saying?” they ask lightly, knowing what they just did to me and bragging in their own way.
“I was saying ‘please, my dearest, pretty Qiang, keep doing that’,” I breathe out, not giving a single ounce of a fuck how needy and vulnerable I’m letting myself be for them.
“That’s what I thought I heard,” they purr again, their finger leaving for a moment to spread my cheeks wide.
My responding laugh dies on another moan as a trill from their top twinkles erratically for the briefest moment just before the feathery touch of their tongue flits across my hole. My body jerks forward, ever so slightly, as my nerves ping wildly at the sensation.
We’ve played quite a bit with fingers and butt plugs to train my body for their cock. I didn’t know if I’d enjoy it; the most I’d ever explored before them was with my own fingers. But Qiang’s fingers are fucking magical. I went from ‘meh, it’s alright’ to ‘how the fuck have I gone my whole life without that’ within just a few days. I had to get used to it at first, but once my body relaxed into it, it ate it up.
Tongues are new, though. Well, not me using my tongue on Qiang,but them using theirs on mine. In all fairness, while I’ve done a lot, using my tongue on someone’s hole wasn’t something I’d ever done until Qiang.
Their tongue swirls around my hole, and the rest of whatever train of thought I was on disintegrates right out of my head. Every part of me focuses on the feel of their tongue as it prods at me, while the barest sliver of reasoning manages to somehow keep me on my elbows and knees.
Teeth nibble at my hole, and electricity flares to every part of my body. And when I think it can’t get any better than that, their lubed-up fingers join the mix. Heavy moans flood out of me, while their fingers work me open and their tongue continues to flit from my hole all the way to my sack.
They’ve gotten to know my body over the past week, along with all the little extra-sensitive places to touch that drive me wild. It’s knowledge they’re putting to good use, working my body like the most finely-tuned instrument so perfectly it has my cock pulsing painfully against my stomach.
“Qiang,pretty, fuck,” I whine out, barely even able to say that much as pressure builds in my spine so strong it has my cock kicking.
“I’ve got you, babe. Come for me,” Qiang breathes out, nipping my cheek before thrusting their fingers in the perfect angle to throw me over the edge. The flurry of metal clangs behind me only adds to the pressure building in my body.
I’ve been edging for a while, so it didn’t take long or much at all to be on the verge of coming. I’m not even touching myself. While I made the observation earlier that they could probably make me come from just a kiss, coming untouched is something that’s never happened for me before. Until now, with Qiang. Of course, it’s with Qiang. Everything has always felt good, but I never realizedhowgood it could actually feel until them.
My cock throbs once more before I fall apart, the time spent edging making the intensity amp up with each spurt of cum that shoots onto the towel below us. My body seizes up as their mouthslowly drifts from my ass and trails up my spine, holding me together while simultaneously still taking me apart.
“Just like that, babe. Fuck, you’re so hot,” they praise in my ear, making my body throb even harder.
I don’t know how they do that shit. Just take me down, cell by cell, and rewrite themself into each one before putting me back together. There’s no longer a part of me that they haven’t managed to etch themself into.
They let me ride out my high, a steady stream of praises filling the silence while their thumbs rub calming circles into my hips. When my breath returns to normal, they flit their fingers down my spine one more time.
“Are you ready for this?” they breathe out, the head of their cock resting ever-so-lightly against my hole. I look back behind me to find their shorts are gone. I didn’t hear them take them off, but they must have at some point while I was coming down from my orgasm.
I nod my head, barely coherent. I thought I wanted this earlier, but that was nothing compared to how my bodyneedsit now. I need to have them inside of me; my chest is locked up so tight with anticipation it might kill me if they don’t hurry up and fill me with their cock.
“So ready, please, pretty. Need you so bad,” I whine out, not caring how desperate I sound.
It’s not like I’ve ever tried to pretend I didn’t need them as desperately as I do anyway.
The tip of their cock pushes just a bit against my hole. “Breathe, baby. And bear down, like we practiced,” they coax.
I let out a deep breath, and then pull the next one in. On the next exhale, the tip of their cock breaches me. I bear down while their cock starts to fill me. My jaw drops, the fullness coming with a sting as my body reshapes itself around the feel of them.
“Fuck, you’re so tight. You’re doing so good, just keep breathing,” Qiang praises, their voice strained and breathless behind me.
