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in the dimly lit bedroom, sylus groans as he watches you lift your hip up and down his cock, using him for your pleasure. with the straps of your top fallen, he admires the way your bare, plump breasts jiggle with each movement. lewd, wet squelches fill the room each time he bottoms up inside of you.
your mouth remains just slightly agape, eyes half-lidded as you feel the veins of his thick cock deliciously drag against your sopping, tight walls.
"sylus," you breathlessly whimper, beginning to feel the burn in your thighs yet still wanting more.
pulling his attention away from your chest, his scarlet red eyes focus on yours'. resting on your hips, his hands give you a gentle squeeze. "yes, darling?"
"-'m tired," you pout.
your pouting ellicits a lowly chuckle from sylus, as you were so eager to be ontop of him only mere moments ago. but he remains silent, instead effortlessly manhandling your body and flipping you over onto the soft cushioning of the bed. "better, sweetie?"
you nod, looking up at sylus as his large frame hovers above you.
"like what you see?" he smirks, leaning down.
changing the pace, he lets out a quiet hum as he presses soft kisses up your torso. he takes his time, letting his mouth and hands reverently admire every dip and curve you wear so beautifully. the way he so passionately worships you and your body has your cheeks warming, suddenly shy under his intimate gaze.
"don't be shy," he murmurs, catching you in the midst of turning your head away. tilting your head back to focus on him, you watch as his warm body presses against yours, with his kisses getting increasingly higher and higher up until he stops at your breasts. when he lifts himself off of you, you can't help but notice how his cock is still visibly, achingly hard.
but his attention is focused elsewhere.
unable to resist temptation for any longer, his warm hands cup your breasts. with his thumb flicking over your hardening nipples, he admires the fullness of your bare tits on display for him. gently, he kneads and massages the soft mounds before taking your puffy nipples inbetween his fingers and giving them a pinch.
with a sharp inhale, your breath hitches from his touch. "s-sensitive…" you meekly say, your hand reaching up to ghost over his'. you had just used your pump not too long ago.
"I know, baby," he calmly replies, continuing his movements. his cock throbs as he watches beads of milk form at the tip of your nipples before it dribbles down the swell of your chest and inbetween his fingers. "so nice and full, so perfect for me," he whispers, looking up at you as he leans into your chest and slowly licks the trail of milk up your soft skin.
gasping, you instantly melt into his touch, seeking relief from your tender, aching breasts. "gently, please," you plead, your voice barely above a whisper. the subtle pain hurts so good.
knowing how sensitive they are, sylus is careful when he lets his warm, wet tongue flick over your pert nipples before capturing them into his mouth and gently suckling on them. the moment your milk lands on his tongue, he lets out a satisfied hum that vibrates against your skin. the sensations has him grinding his cock— twitching and leaking, up against the bed. it grows impossibly harder by the moment as he feeds on you.
underneath him, your back arches off the bed as a wanton moan of his name escapes you. with his mouth and hands all over your chest, your pussy clenches around nothing. a desperate need courses throughout your body.
having to resist temptation to ravage you whole, he takes his sweet time with you— alternating between sucking and licking on the hardened bud as your milk leaks out. it quickly becomes wet and messy, his saliva dripping down your areola and chest.
with a wet pop!, he pulls his mouth off of you and turns his attention to your other nipple. he gives the sensitive bundle of nerves a particularly hard pinch before he latches onto it, letting a steady flow of sweet, creamy milk stream into his mouth. he lowly groans at the addictive taste of you, wishing that he could stay like this forever. his large hands continue to massage your breasts, begging for more like a starved man.
shutting your eyes close, your fingers weave into his soft strands, grasping and holding him close to your chest as you relish in the pleasure and relief.
as sylus continues to gently suckle on your tits, his hands quietly slip inbetween your legs.
"s-sylus!" you gasp, feeling as his fingers gather the wetness on your slit before pushing them into you. instantly, your back arches up into him, pressing your plump tits up against his face.
you begin rolling your hips into his hands, using the heel of his palms for more friction. growing needier by the moment, each grind of your hips has breathy pants escaping. you feel an orgasm building— your dripping pussy deliciously squeezing around his digits.
"that's it, just like that," he breathes, feeling you unravel beneath him. sensing as you get closer, his fingers work faster as he sucks on the bud just a bit harder— drawing out soft mewls from you.
"c'mon sweetie, cum for me," he whispers against your skin, smoothly curling his fingers up and dragging them against your gummy walls.
the motions has your thighs squeezing together as you let out a high-pitched moan. "sylus, c-cumming!" you cry out, legs trembling as your orgasm rips through you. toes curling, your entire body tightly clenches before you release all over his hands.
sylus helps you through your orgasm— continuing to thrust his soaked digits into you as his lips wrap tightly around your nipple. when it all becomes too much and you're squirming beneath him, he pulls away and lifts his head up from your heaving chest.
looking down at you, he adorns a smug smirk, eyes boring into your absolutely debauched appearance as he wipes the remnants of milk and saliva off the corners of his mouth.
and with his cock hard as ever, he's far from being done.