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I got a Luxury car gift! Wohoo 🥳 Here, two extra long nsfw chapters as a thank you for the contribution!
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"I'm still working on the cat ears, but the tail is already perfect," Celine leaned against the washroom doorframe, biting the bottom of her lip while watching his reaction to the new gift she got him, "A stray cat that doesn't answer to anyone, but will crawl into my bed when it's lonely."
Lucian was still bent over the desk, hiding his hard-on, his hair falling over his eyes. He took a moment to digest what was happening to him. His mind told him to run, his pride told him to rebel, and his heart told him that it was too late.
Celine walked over to him, and his heartbeat quickened with every step. He held onto the whip tighter.
She reached around him, her arms circling his waist, her cheek resting against his back, "I'm not a fan of animal abuse, so you are safe in my hands, but..." she chuckled against his skin, "...pull it out, and your pet privileges will be revoked. And you would rather be pampered than tortured, don't you?"
"Why would you want to torture me?" he asked, feeling her hand move to the bell around his neck, gently shaking it to make it ring.
"I don't know... it feels like hate-making keeps you closer to me," she let go of him and sat on the desk, leaning back on her elbows to appreciate the view from a different angle, "You always end up begging to be loved afterward."
The lack of her body heat made him long for her again, even as her words sank in.
Deciding on giving her a better view, he used her chair to sit on, drilling the plug deeper inside him, in hope of replacing her warmth with it.
The end of the tail appeared between his legs, as if mocking him. He reached for it, stroking the fur, "It's not soft as my hair. I will grow my hair out, so you can make a proper tail for me."
Her brow twitched, propping herself up on the desk, "You would?"
He nodded, using the tail to brush over his erection, making his toes curl from the stimulation. He switched on his heat vision to see the swirl of her hot blood moving around her body.
The place in between her legs began to warm up more and more, until it was burning hot, as if she was hiding a coal between her legs.
"Aroused by one of your pets, My Lady? I'm starting to get worried for their safety, maybe I should save them from you."
She had too many pets in his opinion, and she kept taking strays in. What if they distracted her from him? Celine couldn't read his thoughts, and misunderstood it as him wanting to play knight in shining armor again.
"You really think I will lay a hand on my pets?" She used her toe to stroke the soft fur at the end of the tail that got a little wet from his precum. "I never go further than caressing, kissing, and cuddling with them."
"You kiss them?" Lucian asked.
She leaned over to kiss his forehead, her hand patting his hair, "Yes, I'm a very affectionate owner."
He grabbed her wrist when she tried to pull away, making her look down at him, "I can't deny that you treat your pets very well, but what about your tendency to misunderstand your lover?"
He was hard, needy, and about to say something stupid, so he pulled her down, tripped her legs and held her head to his lap with his other hand. "You aren't blind, are you, My Lady? Do you need a closer look to see how you affect me?"
She made a sound of disgust and tried to push away from his crotch, but he kept her in place, rubbing himself against her cheek.
"You're ruining my makeup I worked so hard to put on for you."
He rubbed her cheek harder, "It's fine. I will paint over it with my desire for you, so you can never say that you don't feel wanted by me again." He pulled her mouth closer to his shaft, "I want to be inside you too─!!!"
She sucked him in with an annoyed huff, and he moaned from the sudden warmth. He was so sensitive after all the teasing, that her mouth felt like heaven.
She pushed his hips down on the chair, sprawling his legs, and took him deeper. Her tongue did wonders to his length, making him mewl.
"...ah...hngh..."
His hand around her wrist refused to let go, and the other held the back of her head, not letting her escape. Both his hands were occupied, so he couldn't stop her from twisting the plug inside him, making him jerk up, pushing himself further down her throat.
"You just washed your hands," he moaned when she tried to get inside him with her left ring finger, but he couldn't muster the energy to stop her.
"Mm, yes," he read the thoughts from her heated gaze, "we are connected, through our bodies... I'm inside you─ah, while you're...in me..."
The heat radiating from her body increased. She was crouching between his legs, her skirt pooled around her, and he could only imagine the itch she had between her thighs.
She pulled back, leaving his shaft to hit his stomach, breathing heavily.
Lucian whined mentally at the loss, but didn't dare to complain.
Her lipstick was ruined, making her look like a wild beast that had just devoured her prey. He slowly wrapped his arms around her, untying the back of her skirt and letting it fall to the floor.
Her long legs were bare, her upper body was still covered in the white blouse she had on. The garter belt was still around her waist, making her look even more erotic. There was no underwear, no second layer to hide her, causing the liquid from her arousal to slide down her thighs.
Lucian didn't hesitate to spread the wetness around, making her step back from the sensitivity. He was sitting at the edge of the chair, not noticing how he moved forward, wanting to feel more of her, chasing after her legs.
The triangle between her legs continued to leak, making him lick his lips.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
She skipped to the window, too impatient to undress further, and opened it, her back to him, "Let's do it under the moonlight, I want the stars to watch us."
"...What?"
Celine returned to drag him up to his feet playfully, the bell on his neck ringing with his movement.
He refused to move, standing rooted in place. "It's too cold to be outside."
"The night is our only witness," she ignored his protests, "And we are going to make it an unforgettable one."
"..." Lucian looked at his naked lower body, and the tail in between his legs.
When the wind from the open window hit him, he held the bell but she slapped his hand away, "It's not coming off."
He resisted the urge to say 'what if we get caught', because that's exactly what would excite her more.
The night guards and the maids could get a glimpse of them through the window if they looked up, and hear them if they got close enough.
Celine tsked at his hesitation and ordered him to get on all fours. "Then crawl after me. What are your stealth skills for if not for this?"
He didn't protest, only made a sound of surprise when she rushed him with a pull of his hair, forcing him on all fours and leading him to the balcony.
It was going so well, she was softening up, and he was looking forward to the rough lovemaking, but no. She had to challenge the skies with their debauchery.
He crawled after her, feeling her desire and her impatience through her grip.
She continued to lead him on the floor, toward the window, until they were right under it.
She bent her upper body over the windowsill, "Pleasure me."
Lucian looked up at her. The background of the night sky with the moon and the stars made it look like she was a goddess beckoning him to worship her.
He didn't need to be told twice and got to work, his tongue licking her legs first, then moving up her inner thighs. That's as high as he could reach on his knees.
"Touch yourself," she turned around, lifting her leg onto his shoulder, using her foot to pull him closer.
His hands reached to his shaft, stroking it slowly while he licked her, making her moan, a bit too loud for his comfort.
"Shh, My Lady, we might wake someone up," he whispered, hiding his nervousness.
"Good." She gripped his hair, keeping him in place, as she used his face for her pleasure, not caring if he could breathe or not. "If anyone dares to interrupt us, I will make them wish they were never born."
She said it with so much venom that Lucian was convinced she would do just that.
The bell kept ringing with the sound of licking, making Lucian feel exposed to the world. He kept pausing, which made her click her tongue in annoyance.
She squeezed his cheek, "Don't think about anything but me. I don't like being ignored."
His shaft twitched in response.
Celine found the reaction amusing enough to cup his face, her right hand holding him still, as she rubbed her little slit against his tongue, using him as she pleased. "Don't stop touching yourself, Lucian."
The order made his hand move again, his thumb pressing against the tip, then his fist began to move faster.