Fantasy RP Our Fate Wasn’t A Choice (Lux)

She gave a soft sigh, “If you’re going to complain just.. get up and go back to your room,” she spoke and turned her head away from him. It wasn’t the fact that he was resting here, she had wanted him to be near, but if he was just going to complain like a spoiled brat, she didn’t want to hear it.
 
She felt warmer than usual from his teasing, and she gave a soft moan at the feeling of his hand on her ass cheek. She put her hand up against her mouth, trying to muffle herself. Although she knew no one else was in the infirmary at the moment, still.. “I-If you keep touching the patient..they might!” She said in a hushed whisper.
 
She let out a soft gasp, feeling his finger there at the entrance of her pussy, and he would feel how wet she was in this moment. And she was ‘blushing’ in a way, from his words. “T-They..you think..they’d like to watch?” She asked shyly, she glanced away, but her soft body pressed up against Reyes’ muscled form.
 
She began to moan more and more, panting out when she began to cum, crying out his name as her sweet nectar shot forth and coated his mouth and tongue. Her body was shaking slightly, her pussy lips were aroused further, swollen slightly and presenting her entrance for him better, if he wanted to take her doggystyle next.
 
He chuckled lowly as he leaned away. He then smacked a hand down onto her ass. "You came so fucking hard... thought you were gonna mess up the sheets." He hums lowly as he pulls the hem of his pants down as well as his boxers to press his cock against her entrance. Pulling his shirt up into his mouth he bit down on it to keep it out of the way.
 
She gasped out and bit her lip slightly as he smacked her ass. She heard him pull down his pants, and then felt him press his cock up against her entrance. She took in a soft breath as she was waiting, glancing back at him the best she could. “Please..” she begged of him softly, rubbing her entrance against the tip of his cock next.
 
She couldn’t help but feel warmer from his praise— she enjoyed it more than she had realized. Zaria then closed her eyes, her face pressed down more into the bedsheets, her moaning consistent with his thrusts and pace. She then moaned out to him, “C-Could you go..a bit faster?” She asked, knowing she could just feed off of him again if she needed to.
 

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