those beautiful eyes of him as well. In turn, he'd gave up at her flushed face. The redness of her cheeks, the sweat on her brow, the way her chest expanded as she panted for breath.
"Enjoyed your treat, my heart?"
"Hythlodeaus!" She cried out in a broken voice. For her own sanity, he had to beg for reprieve. The fun wouldn't end yet, no- it was far from over. Her eyes lowered and the first thing she saw were her breasts. Between them was the crown of Hythlodaeus's head. She anticipated that soon she'd see
If it weren't for him holding her leg so tightly, Hedone was sure she'd lose her balance from the aftershocks of her orgasm. But his fingers and mouth were maddening, she wouldn't last. Curse his expert precision.
Her fingers clutched around the back of Hythlodaeus's head, then tugged at his hair.
yes i do remember! and i got you out of that conundrum too, didnt i? so id say you made a right choice to come here!
suppose i should try to remedy this but until then... may i touch your ears?
it's worth trying, right?
in the meantime i'll let you hide away here. i assume that's why you barged into my office!
no need to worry for hades. we both know he can fold easily with the right words!
if not, we can always try applying some glamour. surely they wont notice!
is it really so bad? i mean..
i'm quite fond of cats
okay sure why not
you are so correct for that king
ahh of course i'll help! this is so... terrible....
is that a ribbon on your tail???
HYPERION???
HOW DID
...
are you going to stay like this forever? (｡•́ ̫ •̀｡)
she reckons that Athena is just sitting comfortably in her brown hair like a bird's nest.
"Huh.. guess we're doing this now."
Hedone's startled. She would instinctively try to pry the little creature off her face- but this was no creature! What kind of woman would she be if she treated Athena so callously?
She subdues her panic long enough to allow Athena to climb on. She wishes she were able to see the doll, though
Hedone thrusted her pelvis roughly towards Hythlodaeus. For him to go deeper, to consume her.
"My heart.. I can't-!"
She momentarily forgot about the "pet" appellation in her madness. Her body's instincts took reign, so she moaned to him as a lover.
"I can't hold back! I'm too fucking close!"
does so harder when his tongue pulls away. And when it does so, it does so *painfully* as a silent protest. To make it worse, he moaned inside her just to drive her insane. Maybe it wasn't the intent, but it certainly had that effect regardless. Therein, she knew what she had to do.
Hedone threw her head back, moaning at the stars above. Just a few swipes of his tongue makes her legs shake- she knows he can feel her thigh trembling next to his face, where he holds her in place.
She chants his name like a prayer, of fervent approval. Her clit throbs at any given attention, but
The farce of wanting power over another waned. It was time she let him know, she was just as hungry for him. She wanted to feel him everywhere- and *everywhere*.
her panties down her hips so it would slide and fall to her ankles. One of her legs was slung over his shoulder as she guided his head to her cunt. The woman looked completely disheveled, hair in a mess, chest partially exposed, all while desperately needing her pet to eat her out.
"No..." Hedone groaned. "Wait..." It wasn't spoken as a curtly given order, she pleaded at him. She rose up, standing up straight in front of him. She thought to reward his eagerness with a taste of her ample bosom- until she thought of something he would covet more.
She pulled the strings of
Hedone gasped, releasing his cock in her grasp. A bold move to fondle her breasts- in his submissive position. The fabric of her brassiere lifted up from the movement of his hands, slowly revealing a nipple. Before she got too lost in it, she suddenly held his wrist to halt his touch.
((I DIDNT EVEN REALIZE THAT OH MY GOD????))
((a hedonist eh... :3c))
vacant. Rather than to dwell on it, she kissed him again. Her free hand moved behind his head, keeping him in place as the other continued to stroke him. Stars, she loved this man. For now, she called him a pet, but he meant so much more to her.
remained on his cock, thumbing at the tip while occasionally giving a stroke up and down his shaft. She pulled away, letting saliva fall down her chin.
"You're damn right I do.."
Hedone's mouth hung open, implying she wanted to say more. But she lost her train of thought and her stare became
She intended to make him say it over and over again. She wanted him to be sobbing her name as she held off on touching him. She always had too soft a heart for this. He only had to answer once for her to smash her lips against his. She moaned into his mouth, pressing her tongue in. Her hand
funny you say that. i wish my shard practiced a little self-restraint
very flattering! you should show your hips more ⸜(*ˊᗜˋ*)⸝
"Who do you belong to?" Hedone repeated, but this time with more urgency.
In contrast to her gentle words and kisses, her hand found it's way to his cock and squeezed roughly. From there, it didn't move, asides from her thumb which would extend to play with the tip.
"Who do you belong to? Who loves you?" She gasped, feeling him twitch and throb in the palm of her hand.
She smiled serenely at him. It was difficult putting on the front as a domineering mistress when his compliments never failed to make her chest flutter. She leaned forward and kissed his forehead, letting it linger as a show of appreciation.
"No..." Hedone responded huskily, "You are perfect."
