Theo's body trembled as he moved with Yu, every kiss, every brush of skin sending shocks through him. He had used his hands before, but never felt anything like this—never this consuming, never this right. Another hot release of cum spilled into Yu's slick hole.
[DING! Host has reached the maximum limit of feeding allowed. Stopping connection of Incubus soul from Host's body to maintain proper control of hunger. Additional note: Host may still engage in intercourse, however, Host will get no vitality from prolonged sexual acts. Be aware—uh…nevermind. Going into standby mode.]
"Yu…"
Theo was still buried deep inside Yu when the second aftershock hit him. Yu's walls fluttered around his hard cock, milking him with soft, involuntary pulses that tore a guttural sound from Theo's throat. He hadn't softened at all; if anything he felt harder, heavier, the slick mess of his own release making every tiny shift obscene.
