{ZEPHYROS}
My cock jerked violently in my fist, and thick, hot streams spilled over my hand, my abdomen, my ghost-lit skin glowing faintly with the mingling of pleasure and arcane energy.
My hips bucked again—and again—each spasm wringing another pulse from me until I was gasping for breath, trembling violently, consumed by the force of it.
I came undone completely.
Light flickered.
The air around me coiled.
Arcane mist curled upward as my climax echoed through my half-spectral form, binding me to the sensation with brutal clarity.
I did not breathe until the final shudder left me, my hand falling limp across my spent cock, my abdomen marked with glowing streaks that slowly dimmed as my energy settled.
I lay there—chest rising and falling in slow, unsteady breaths—the last tremors of release drifting through my limbs like fading lightning.
Silence followed.
Heavy. Humiliating. Breathless.
