𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐬, licking & kissing her pussy & asshole with a reverence that bordered on worship. that was the dangerous thing about him ⸻ he treated every reaction like a challenge prompt, every little crack in composure like a hidden achievement he needed to unlock. her usual clean, calculated rhythm had started to slip into something hotter & messier as the dizzy adrenaline pooled in her chemistry with each roll of her hips & each invasion of her intimate parts. his thumbs hooked into her crevice & spread her apart, forcibly being exposed in a way that made her core clenched & pleasurable chills run up her spine ⸻ his low, husky voice sending vibrations against her thighs didn’t help any better.
‘least he wasn’t going easy on her or otherwise she would’ve crushed his dick right then & there.
𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐢𝐭, breathless, quiet & roughened around the edges in a way that would’ve absolutely become blackmail material if he ever decided to use it against her. his cock jumped under her hand between his own rolls of the hips, & she traced the length of it through his pants, mapping the curve of him with excruciating tenderness in each caress. yet even while she set her focus on his joystick, her body continued to betray her in tiny increments every time he got smug about it, trembling & expelling soft noises from the back of her throat as she would lean slightly forward for him to have a better reach on her treasure chest. the fact he sounded so damn satisfied too made her want to wipe that smirk off his face, but it also made her that much more excited to see what else he might’ve collected under his sleeves ever since he got rebooted.
how much more of a perverted has he become, & why did putting herself in a situation to fuck around & find out make her feel tingly?
𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐜, slow & deliberate, matching the rhythm of her grinding hips. to remember the sensation of his thick, hard mass pulsing in the palm of her hand brought a subtle glitch in her form ⸻ this immensely powerful evolution reacting to just his hot touch alone was surely a feat in it of itself. would he pick up on it, she wondered, but not for long as intrusion suddenly struck her senses from the texture of his wet tongue slithering itself into her hole. her whole body tensed & twitched, the hand caressing his cock pausing briefly as her head lifted slightly to stabilize herself while biting at her lips to avoid moaning so damn slutty & loud.
did clipping through planarcadia somehow debuff her because why the hell was she into this?!
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 & 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐚𝐰 as he grounded against her with a tempo that edged on frantic caused silver wolf’s hips to become sentient as they began to move accordingly to each pump he offered. the rolling & swaying commenced but with a hint of slow bouncing in the mix, almost like she was riding his tongue like a makeshift cock ⸻ the kind of movement designed less to escape & more to test exactly how far she could push him ( & herself ) before he short-circuited entirely. because while she was feeling hazy due to the heat rising to every corner of her body, her mind made sure to reel her back in & remind her that she was not going to let him get the satisfaction of having her cum before he did.
❝ heh, that t-trailblaze brainrot’s terminal. ❞
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 : his tongue working her asshole, his hips grinding up into her hand, the wet sounds of his mouth blending with her own ragged breathing as she slowly but surely bounced on him. she felt the coil in her belly started to stir again, faster this time and harder, the pleasure building from two places at once. her hand on his cock moved faster, stroking him with a desperation that surprised even her. but she knew this barrier in between was giving him too much of a scapegoat, so she took it up a notch & unzipped his trousers & pulled down his briefs to allow the mouthwatering view of his hard-on to say hi. she felt herself swallow, an act from her subconscious mind, but that did not deteriorate her one bit from continuing her rampage of jacking him off, precum tainting the tips of her thumb.
wonder if he tastes the same . . .
❝ s-seriously, what’s your game plan h-here .ᐣ.ᐣ you gonna keep grinding exp off m-me until your neurons blue-screen .ᐣ.ᐣ ❞
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐡𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐦 ⸻ her hand & his mouth, his hips & hers ⸻ became a feedback loop of pleasure that blurred the edges of her control. the lvl. 999 cartilage rumbled deep within her system and signaled to her that somewhere deep in the unstable coding of planarcadia, another ripple distorted through the walls like the world itself was reacting to the sheer nonsense of them existing in the same room together again, which frankly, silver wolf cared very little about in this very moment. if elio were to show up & tell her this would ruin the script somehow, then so be it.
