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Story: A Soul to Revive
His toe claws gouged at the ground in tension.
Too much. It’s too much!And yet, he didn’t stop moving.
His lower hand let go so he could cover his beak to hide the worst of the agonised sounds that escaped him.
He feared he’d cracked his own skull when his lungs seized, just at the pinnacle point. He gripped both his beak and cock harder and harder as he froze, trying to steady himself through this.
The pleasure was so intense it felt as though something had shoved its claws into his groin while also tickling the centre point of his spine – where it was attached to his tail.
Then he released, and his roaring groan was suppressed by the overwhelming tightness in his chest. Liquid rapture burst from him. He couldn’t stop his hips, needing to work every drop out to remove the pressure. His pulsating, throbbing dick swelled over and over again in his drenched fist, as the splatters of copious amounts of seed painted the dewy moss and grass.
His heart pounded so rapidly and heavily that he grew light-headed when the last string of white liquid shot from him.
Ingram was unable to move a muscle, twitches and jerks assaulting every part of his body like his bones were trying to dance out of his skin.
It took him a while to open his sight to dark purple and look around to check he was still alone. He was.
He loosened his grip on his drained cock but didn’t let it go. Instead, with wet fingers, he gently tickled it as he explored it in more depth. Each movement caused it to jerk in excitement, despite it softening.
Now that he could understand where all the liquid had come from, he slipped his drenched fingers to his embedded seed sacs. Tickling them as he explored, they were too sensitive. His back arched against the strange, wonderful torture.
It almost bordered on pain, so he quickly moved away.
Rubbing over the head with just his fingertips had muscles leaping and his sight turning fuzzy. That felt really nice, so he kept doing it. He even just circled the flared rim, since it made his thighs twitch and his knees turn inwards.
I did not know I had something like this on my own body.Had he known he could make himself nearly pass out in pleasure, he would have played with it earlier.
He didn’t think he would’ve stopped, just like now, as it started to harden under his light touches. He gripped it more firmly again.
More sensitive than before, he stroked softer but fast, moaning at himself. He was trying to replay the way the little female had touched him, since he didn’t particularly like how forceful he’d needed to be with himself.
I need more.Of this, of releasing until he could find out if he couldn’t spill another drop. Of the little female who was withholding her light, gentle, and barely fast strokes – that had been far superior to his own fist.
Emerie,he mentally groaned, then he was forced to tighten his grip.
Emerie’s stomps down the steps weren’t as light as she’d hoped, and she ended up startling the Duskwalker awake. He’d been off to the side, lying in a ball... or something. She wasn’t quite sure, since he was on his knees, his butt in the air, but his face was down.
That’s a weird way to sleep.She didn’t dwell on it.Whatever makes him comfortable, I guess.She didn’t know enough about his kind to judge his habits.
At least he was still around and hadn’t wandered off.
With her bag strapped across her torso, the thin sleeping bag she was intending to steal inside it, she raised her arms above her head. With her hands interlocked, she stretched as she went to the tips of her toes and let out the most unladylike groan.
“Alright,” she announced. “Let’s go. I feel a lot better now that I’ve slept properly for the first time in a week.”
Turning to the Duskwalker, she took in his odd position. He was seated on the ground with his feet flat and his hands on his bent knees. His orbs were a reddish pink.
He didn’t say anything, seeming to wait for her.
“Did you sleep well?” she asked, taking a step towards him. He bounced forward and met her halfway, as though he didn’t want her coming closer. “Hopefully my snoring didn’t force you to come outside for some peace.”
“Snoring. No, that is not...”He paused what he was going to say, his orbs deepening in their hue.“You did snore.”
Her brows furrowed deeply.
She’d actually been joking, and he hadn’t confirmed nor denied if that was why he was outside. She hoped not. She was usually pretty quiet, but when she was exhausted, people told her she sounded like a freaking thunderstorm.
She would have blushed, but it didn’t matter. The sun had risen. They’d slept much longer than she intended, and they needed to go.
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