Admin Mawile: Ask and you shall receive! (๑✧◡✧๑) Very, very nsfw under the cut~ (And yes, anon, I agree that this is a lovely concept)
“You want to see it go all the way in, don’t you?” Kou’s eye is glowing red, his sweat slick face squinched up into an expression of utter pleasure.
The thickest toy you’ve ever seen is about half way in him, stretching his hole so much you’d think it would hurt. He’s leaning over it, back arched and body shaking, though, and seems to be loving every second of stretch.
“Quit using your powers for this,” you laugh, “and be careful. I don’t want you going to fast on that thing and hurting yourself.”
Kou grins, flipping a bit of damp hair out of his face. He sinks down slightly further on the toy and moans, obviously making a show out of it. “But it feels good,” he whines, squirming a bit, toes curling. “You don’t understand. I want to be able to feel it for days.”
“I know, you little diva. I bet you’d like it if I recorded this, too, so you could see how slutty you look right now.” Your words are followed up with a wicked grin, and Kou’s eyes go dark, pupils going impossibly wide.
He forces himself down further, only a couple inches away from the base of the toy, and squeaks when it hits something sensitive.
You know he’s being dramatic about it, trying to look good even as he works a toy almost as thick as your wrist into himself. You’re half tempted to shove him the rest of the way down and make him really scream. He’d like that, even if he’d complain about the ache for days after.
Kou whines, shifting a bit, and you only imagine how full he must feel. His hole is red around the base of the toy, cock flushed and bobbing between his legs with every little move, dripping wetness.
Shifting, you ease yourself closer to him, smiling and wrapping your fingers around his dick. You didn’t think he’d manage this without help.
The whimper that leave him when you start to stroke goes straight to your sex. Watching Kou impale himself on a massive toy is one thing, but easing him into it is even hotter. Especially when he drops his head to your shoulder, cool breath puffing against your skin as he moans.
“Just… a little further,” he whimpers. “I’m gonna do it.”
With that, your hand still stroking him, he slides the rest of the way down, gasping like he’s dying as the last inch or two sinks in.
He’s shaking, so full he looks like he can hardly breathe, and his pretty face is damp with sweat. You tease the head of his cock and relish in the whine and jerk it earns you, Kou whimpering as the toy presses inside him.
He’s already wrecked, but you aren’t done with him yet.