noun ~ a feeling of happy satisfaction and enjoyment

**Heavy Sexual Content**

I knew we couldn't mate because of the challenge I had tomorrow, but the sexual tension was killing me. I grabbed at the skin on the back of his shoulders and pulled him over me. He stumbled in surprise and caught himself on the bed beside my head. His large form loomed over me, his scraggly hair falling over his face. My hands scratched at his shoulders and he growled, lowering his head closer to my own.

I felt his breath fan my cheeks before his lips found my own. I whimpered into his mouth as he immediately took control, his lips forming a rhythm that I found myself copying. My hands grasped at his bare back, trailing down to his shoulders as he kept most of his weight off of me. My skin rose in goosebumps as utter pleasure had me clenching my legs together. My whole mind was pounding with obscene thoughts, my body flowing with need.

His lips left mine to trail warm kisses down my jaw and neck, his tongue swiping at the skin. They landed on my mark and I gasped when his mouth sucked down on it. Surreal sensations flooded my body and I moaned as he sucked at the flesh. My hands had travelled to the back of his neck, holding him close to my skin.

He pulled away, eyes wild with passion as he stared down at me. "Okay?"

My breaths were shaky and I did nothing but nod in response. A gorgeous smile lit up his features just before he came down to kiss me once more. This time it was more passionate and slow, his lips teasing mine and his tongue trailing itself along my lower lip. We devoured each other and allowed our hands to wander.

I felt his rough hand leave the mattress and trail down my shoulder to my chest. It kept moving and when his hand trailed over my breast I gasped as he smoothed his thumb over my nipple. He held me gently, massaging it until my nipple was a stiff peak through the fabric of my dress. The hand continued, clutching at my waist and fisting the fabric into bunches.

His skin brushed against my now bare thigh, causing me to shiver and erupt into goosebumps. His hand grew higher and when it brushed over the fabric of my underwear I tensed. He noticed straight away and pulled his lips from mine. I looked up at him, blushing under his concerned eyes.

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes," I breathed.

"Good," He smirked before grabbing me by the hips and positioning me further to the edge of the bed.

I shrieked in surprise but he just laughed at me, his mouth falling back to my body. He sucked and kissed, leaving marks along my skin as his lips trailed down the bare part of my neck and shoulder. His hand resumed its spot and pressed against my core. The gently trailed a breath of fire as he teased the skin, his fingers pausing to hook under the fabric.

I tensed in surprise when he wasted no time and pulled the fabric to the side, his fingers now cupping me. He lifted his head to cast a glance at my surprise before moving to kiss my lips again. I melted into his mouth once more, hungrily taking what he was offering. His fingers had moved, parting my lips as he trailed along my entrance. I moaned when he found my bud, his three middle fingers gently starting a rhythm against my clitoris.

I felt my thighs try to clench together but his body prevented me from moving any further. A low grumble began in his chest when my hands moved to grasp at the hair on the back of his head. He pushed harder into me, his fingers increasing their rhythm against the sensitive nerves. I bucked my hips into him which caused him to growl in response against my mouth.

Our lips parted and I gasped in surprise when his finger slid down my core to slowly slide inside of me. He kept his lips to my neck, my hands grabbing fistfuls of his hair. He started gentle, building a rhythm that had me clenching around his finger. As his pace increased, so did the growing wetness between my thighs.

I could feel my stomach tightening as he slid another finger inside, the gentle banging of his palm against my clit had been grinding into his hand. I moaned when he curled his fingers inside of me and he breathed a harsh laugh into my skin. The sound of his groans seemed to only fuel the fire and I pulled his head out of my neck to grasp his mouth with my own once again.

My walls clenched, knees quivering around his fingers as I ground into his thrusts. But all of a sudden he stopped and I cried out in despair when he moved away from me, the tent in his trousers showing he found this just as hot as I did. He stood at the foot of the bed, eyes dark as he gazed down at me. I didn't have it in me to feel self-conscious as suddenly he grabbed me by the hips and pulled my underwear to the ground.

"What are you-"

I didn't have time to finish before he was on his knees, his hand pulling my thighs apart and his tongue coming down to meet my flesh. I jumped in surprise but his hand kept me down firmly as his warm tongue made its way through my folds, lapping at the wetness he had caused. He licked at me, diving into areas I had only imagined he would. His tongue moved upwards to suck on my clit and I gasped at the pleasure it caused.

He alternated between licking and sucking the sensitive bud, and his hand founds its way back to my entrance. Sliding two fingers in, he matched the pace of his tongue, bringing out strange mewls from my mouth. My hands grasped at the sheets around me, my back arching and forcing my hips into his mouth.

I moaned at the pleasure, deciding to lift my head to stare at him. His eyes were already on me, the dark hazel captivating me as his tongue worked on my sensitive areas. My walls clenched around him in response to his gaze, my hands moving back to the hair on his head.

"Oh-Phoenix!" I gasped as he curled his fingers inside of me.

He moved them around, pressing in every area, teasing me. He was knuckles deep and didn't relent with the tongue torment on my clit. Pressure builds within my core, my thighs clenching his shoulders and head, my hands grasping at anything they could. It all became too much when his fingers curled in on a particular spot that had me throwing my head back and a loud moan of curses escaped my lips.

My legs shook as I clenched around him, forcing him to go harder on me. His tongue sucked at my clit once more and it was enough to have me falling over the edge. I screamed his name as I erupted, the intensity of my orgasm shaking my entire body. My hands push his head deeper into me as his fingers rode me through the orgasm waves.

When I began to release the tension of my thighs and hands, Phoenix gently pulled his fingers from inside of me. Raising his head, my lips parted at the wetness that coated his cheeks and chin. His eyes were dark with desire as he licked his lips and wiped away the excess. I stared at him as we both breathed heavily, neither of us having words to say.

He slowly rose from the floor and my eyes flashed down to the hard erection in his pants.

"Did you enjoy that, Nova?" He breathed, adjusting the hair I had messed up.

I nodded, speechless which had him chuckle. I found myself looking back down to his pants, a huge part of me wanting to please him as much as he did me, especially whilst the desire was still coursing through me. I brought myself to sit upright and moved to the edge of the bed so I was sitting before him once again. His eyebrows furrowed as he looked down at me, and I hesitantly reached a hand up to cup at the bulge in his trousers.

He groaned, eyes flashing as he stared down at me. "Nova..."

"I want to please you, as well," I whispered.

He cursed as my hands moved to the belt and slid open the clasp. I unbuttoned the top of his trousers and his zip, about to pull them down when his hands caught mine. I looked up to him, finding him conflicted.

"I want to." I nodded, chewing on my lip.

"Fuck." He cursed as I slipped down the fabric of his trousers.

He kicked them to the side and I swallowed when I saw the remaining fabric that lay before me. I had never really seen a penis before, especially not in this situation. I had never been with a man before, and I was hesitant but I was eager to please him as he had me.

I gently pulled down the elastic waistband, and Phoenix helped in removing himself from the fabric. I swallowed harshly as his thick length came into view, his hand holding it up and away from me. I could feel his hesitation, he wasn't sure if I wanted to do this. I shook away my nerves and grasped the warm skin in my hand.

He grunted at my contact and I glanced up to see his gaze intent on me. My fingers didn't even touch around his thickness and as I rubbed my hand along its length, I found myself clenching my thighs together. His head had rolled back as I worked my hand along his length, my thumb catching the precum at the tip.

Phoenix was moaning above me and it turned me on even more at the guttural sounds he made. I wanted to taste him, so badly that I paid no mind and wrapped my lips around his tip. He had jerked and cursed in surprise, his hand flying to the top of my head.

I sucked him gently, flicking my tongue over his tip before forcing more of him into my mouth. I created a rhythm, getting used to the way he tasted and felt against my tongue. His hand fell to the back of my head, meeting my rhythm will a gentle force as the other cupped my jaw. My other hand pressed against his thigh, scratching at the bare fabric.

"Fuck, baby..." He swore

I pulled him out of me and licked the dribble around my lips that had escaped. He moaned, wiping it away with his thumb. His eyes were dark and filled with lust and I held his gaze as I placed him in my mouth once more. I forced him in as far as he would go without cutting off my breathing and almost gagged when the tip brushed against the back of my throat. I sucked and dipped my head along the length, and his hand at the base of my chin moved to guide mine. He showed me how to grasp the base of his dick, finding a pace and pressure that he liked before he dropped it back to my neck.

"Yes, just like that." He moaned.

I copied what he had shown me, happy to have him guide me to his pleasure. It was all frightfully new to me but he was enjoying it more than I realised. I moaned into his cock when his hand forced him deeper inside of me. My spit was mixing with his precum as it dripped down my chin and neck, but he wiped it away with his fingers and added it to the base of his cock. I slathered him in the moisture, tightening my hand on the base of his erection before instinctively grasping at his balls.

He moaned, his voice a deep rasp "Fuck, I'm going to cum, baby."

I quivered at his raspy voice, upping my pace as I rubbed my tongue over the tip of his cock and sucked the head into my mouth. I noticed he tensed up and soon felt the unfamiliar taste of his cum fill my mouth. The warmth of it sprayed down my throat and I swallowed it down by instinct, coughing slightly at the sheer amount. I sucked him until he stopped quivering inside of me and only became aware of the grip he had on my head and throat when he released me.

He pulled away gently with a curse and I found myself gasping for air I never realised I had become lacking. My hand rose to wipe the wetness on my chin and neck and I looked up to see Phoenix watching me with intent. His dick was still wet, covered in my spit.

He dropped back down to his knees and I was surprised when he placed a gentle kiss on my mouth. "You drive me fucking crazy."

I sucked on my lower lip, a faint blush erupting on my face. "I have never done that before."

He smirked, "I'm glad... Let me go get you a wet towel."

He turned and walked his way into the bathroom. I heard the tap run and the silent curse as what I assumed was when he cleaned himself. He exited the smaller room and came over to me with a smile, wet fabric in his hand. I went to take it from him but he shook his head, his eyes flashing in dismissal.

"Let me." He shook his head.

I blushed as he pushed me back down on the bed and wiped the cloth along my mouth, jaw and neck. He cleaned the skin and surrounding area, wiping away the stickiness of our ordeal. When the cool cloth ran along my folds and clit, I gasped at the touch. He chuckled, making sure everything was all clean, even going as far as to run it along my ass. When he was finished, he leaned away from me with an accomplished grin.

"There, all done, my love." He smiled, causing my heart to flutter.

As he went back into the bathroom I took my moment to steady my heart but it wasn't long before the sound of his footsteps came around the room.

I followed his figure as he pulled out a set of towels. "Would you like to shower?"

I nodded my head, pulling myself to stand. I was still in my dress and I was beginning to get uncomfortable. I walked over to him and took the towel, feeling his satisfaction through the bond. I thanked him and made my way into the bathroom, stripping off the claustrophobic clothes. I let out a shaky breath once the shower was running and climbed inside.

Had I really just done that? Had we?

The adrenaline rush was leaving my body and I felt nothing but happily satisfied.

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Did you expect this? No? Hahahah good.

Question of the Day:

Does anyone else hate a certain texture? Like to look, taste or feel, eg balloons, cotton wool, towels...
I haaaatte the feel of dry towels on wet wrinkly fingers makes me gag ugh

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