EJ doesn’t let anyone touch his tail for good reason.
It’s stronger than it looks, and he can whip a full grown adult out of the way with it. His pain tolerance is also very evenly dispersed, it didn’t bother him, a mindless after thought.
Unless you get to the base.
You found out deeper into the relationship when you were cuddling. He was flat on his stomach, with you sprawled over his back. His tail flicks every few seconds, and you got curious. Leaning back to trace down his shoulder blades- it wasn’t on purpose. You didn’t even know he could feel anything from it.
Yet the second you slid a finger over the base of his tail, he jolted. Sputtering a “What are you doing?” Not irritated, just shocked, so you continued.
You circled the edge, the thin fur soft beneath your hand. The shiver that ran through him made your eyes widen. You could literally see his skin line with goosebumps, and it gave you an idea.
Your boyfriend wasn’t quiet per se, but he wasn’t exactly loud either. This was an opportunity.
Jack gasped as you suddenly pressed your thumb directly into the dip connecting to his spine, grasping at the sheets on instinct. “Enough. Please.” His ears were tinted navy, and you hummed. “Are you sensitive here?” Embarrassment floods his system.
A weird flaw in his nerves. The base of his tail was an erogenous zone. He sighed, refusing to look at you. “It’s hard to explain.” You, evil as you were, decided now was a great time to exploit his weaknesses.
Wrapping your hand around the muscle, you stroked up once, the tuff flicking up harshly while he squirmed. “Ah- careful.” His voice was breathy, and you grinned, power going to your head. Especially when you felt his hips buck under you.
You began massaging the hilt, squeezing up and down. “Y-you’re cruel to me, my dove.” Jack’s inhales had grown shallow, pitched as he rutted slightly into the mattress. “I’m exploring. You said trial and error was everything, Jack.”
Yes, he knew about the possibility of using his tail to get off, but it’s not something he thought about. It was literally behind him, and he wasn’t going to struggle to reach out of boredom. However, that proved to be a mistake because the lack of experience made the sensations ten times stronger.
Grinding harsher, his pelvis thumped against the linen, cock twitching. It was more intense than he was prepared for, making his head heavy and his mouth water. “Fuck.“ He rasped, a damp patch forming on his sweats, starting to smear on the sheets. “I didn’t think it’d feel so-“ His back arched, and he keened, lids fluttering shut. “Love- mm- I’m not going to last.” You giggled, teasing.
“So pretty. You’ve been holding out on me, beasty.” Your touch became focused, one hand pumping quickly like you would his length, the other kneading the divot at the bottom of his spine. He panted, clawing onto the pillow. His teeth sank into the cushion, muffling his whines. You were merciless.
He humped the mattress desperately, moaning humiliatingly loud when the coil finally snapped. “Gods-“ His cock throbbed, spurting thick ropes and painting the inside of his boxers. He slumped into the pillow, still twitching from the after-shocks. “You always purr when I scratch behind your ears- are they sensitive, too?”
Jack was in for a long, long night.
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