The voice in her ear got a soft, startled sound, though most beyond the three of them wouldn't hear it. It was far too muffled amongst the sighs of pleasure and the pleading noises-- never mind the dampening of his cock filling her mouth again. It didn't last long either. She tried to focus back in, but the words rung in her ear. Like a pond. It reminded her of the nymph, the way the feelings had built up so strongly inside of her without even being directly touched for a lot of it. She didn't respond, not that she could really, but it was clear she heard if only by the way thick lashes fluttered open and golden eyes found themselves once more upon her father.
Swallowing a mess of pre and saliva she tried to stop herself from running from that feeling. She had grown so used to that, but she couldn't now, and knew it would only get worse if she continued to strain away from it. Sighing she took in another half-inch, his cock head pressing to the back of her throat as she stared up like a doll, or perhaps a half-fae girl slipping into a trance. The approval was the only thing to get a reaction after that, a fluttering of eyelashes as she beamed up at him. Her tongue swiping at him, and soon he'd feel that pull stronger than before. The sensation of her magic creeping along his skin along with hers. The pleasure of fingers on her clit somehow being played out along his skin, a strong pulse of pleasure climbing up from his cock.
She listened in, not just with her ears, but with that inexperienced magic. Feeling every little hitch of pleasure when she did this or that, every echo that played back through her, and made sure to do it again. Mixing all the pleasure together, her own along with his, picking up the pace as her mouth slid up and down his shaft, dribbling onto the floor below them without a care. Inching him as deep as she could before pulling back with a wet pop, mouth smearing the tip before she drew him back in. Sucking him deep again and repeating the process, teasing every little spot that she had learned. Knowing now just how he wanted to be pleased in this moment, and more so, allowing herself to do it.
The little push easing her into the proper state, enchanted by the feel of him in her mouth, continuing to pump and suckle on him as it readily turned the fae around them into a complete mess. There was no resisting the pulse of magic now, overflowing as she eagerly lapped up every little pre before drowning herself down back onto his cock like it was becoming second nature. Perhaps it was.
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Swallowing a mess of pre and saliva she tried to stop herself from running from that feeling. She had grown so used to that, but she couldn't now, and knew it would only get worse if she continued to strain away from it. Sighing she took in another half-inch, his cock head pressing to the back of her throat as she stared up like a doll, or perhaps a half-fae girl slipping into a trance. The approval was the only thing to get a reaction after that, a fluttering of eyelashes as she beamed up at him. Her tongue swiping at him, and soon he'd feel that pull stronger than before. The sensation of her magic creeping along his skin along with hers. The pleasure of fingers on her clit somehow being played out along his skin, a strong pulse of pleasure climbing up from his cock.
She listened in, not just with her ears, but with that inexperienced magic. Feeling every little hitch of pleasure when she did this or that, every echo that played back through her, and made sure to do it again. Mixing all the pleasure together, her own along with his, picking up the pace as her mouth slid up and down his shaft, dribbling onto the floor below them without a care. Inching him as deep as she could before pulling back with a wet pop, mouth smearing the tip before she drew him back in. Sucking him deep again and repeating the process, teasing every little spot that she had learned. Knowing now just how he wanted to be pleased in this moment, and more so, allowing herself to do it.
The little push easing her into the proper state, enchanted by the feel of him in her mouth, continuing to pump and suckle on him as it readily turned the fae around them into a complete mess. There was no resisting the pulse of magic now, overflowing as she eagerly lapped up every little pre before drowning herself down back onto his cock like it was becoming second nature. Perhaps it was.