4. Come For Me

4 / COME FOR ME

Fitz

I poured a generous amount of lubricant on my cock and on their pussy, pushing some inside of them. They moaned, clenching around my fingertips. I wanted to bury myself inside them.

Their desperation to come was written all over their face. I used my claws to cut the bondage tape around their wrists, lowering myself between their legs. They ran their hands up my chest, their eyes on my cock.

“It’ll fit,” I promised.

They bit their lower lip.

“Tell me if I should stop,” I murmured.

I pressed the head of my cock against their opening and slowly pushed in. I shuddered as I felt my claspers on their skin, hugging their hips as I pushed further in.

“Oh gods,” they rasped. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

“Too much?”

“No,” they growled. “ More.”

I gave them more, planting my hands to either side of them. I looked down, watching as they took me. I grunted, pleasure rippling through me as I felt them around me.

They felt so fucking good.

I gave a gentle thrust. They arched up, encircling my neck with their arms.

“You feel amazing,” I huffed.

“So do you,” they whimpered.

I grunted and thrust harder, filling them with as much as they could physically take. They groaned as I dragged my cock back and then thrust again, taking on a hard and slow rhythm.

My body melted with theirs. I caught their mouth against mine, kissing them. The taste of their cunt still lingered and I reveled in it as I started to pump in and out, my wings spreading behind me as ecstasy took control.

I growled as I fucked them harder. Their voice was melodic, rising up the harder I drove in and out.

“Don’t you dare fucking stop,” they rasped. “Don’t you dare.”

“I won’t,” I promised.

I needed the release as much as they did.

Sage whimpered, their nails digging into my shoulders as they gasped. “Fuck. I’m coming.”

“Come for me,” I urged.

I felt them clench around my cock as they cried out. Watching and feeling them orgasm was one of the most wondrous things I’d ever experienced. I watched in awe as they came, their body shuddering as they continued to take me.

“Fuck,” they panted, melting beneath me.

I couldn’t take my gaze from them as I slid in and out. I was so close to coming and realized that I wished to fill them with every drop.

“Should I pull out?” I groaned.

Their legs wrapped around my hips, holding me to them. “No. You can come inside me. I want to feel you.”

I huffed, the need to do so consumed me. “Are you sure?”

“Yes,” they said. “It’s your turn to come for me.”

That sent me over the edge. I thrusted harder until finally, I couldn’t stop myself. I groaned as I buried myself deep inside them, unleashing every drop as I came.

I pressed my forehead to theirs, the two of us panting as we came down from our sexual high.

I couldn't remember the last time I had been with someone. And certainly I couldn't remember the last time I've been with someone that I didn't want to leave. I gently pulled out of them, and then rolled to the side, sinking into the blankets. They surprised me by sliding their hand into mine, their breaths, falling into sync with my own.

I couldn't get enough of them. I was still hard too.

The scent of sex filled the room. I breathed it in, reveling in it. I wanted to do that over and over and over. I wanted to savor them and worship every single part of their body, praise them until they started to cry.

They rolled over to their stomach, placing their arms on my chest, and resting their chin on their hands. I ran my claws through their hair, gently, enjoying the expression they made.

“How are you feeling?” I asked.

“Wonderful,” they whispered. “I think that was a perfect start to the weekend.”

“I think so too,” I said.

I continued to massage their head, noticing the way their eyes started to droop. The idea of waking them up while eating them out crossed my mind, and I sucked in a harsh breath, startling them.

“Sorry,” I said. “I was just thinking…”

“About what?” they asked

“I was wondering…” I trailed off, clearing my throat. “Well, I was wondering, how would you feel about me touching you while you sleep?”

“You can do anything you want to me while I sleep,” they said, the corner of their mouth lifting into a grin. “Do you like the idea of fucking me awake?”

I certainly did. My body certainly did. My cock jerked, still covered in the mess we made.

They look down, their eyes widening. “Oh,” they said. “Maybe I should help you with that.”

They slid down my body, closing their hands around the base of my cock within my cock pocket. I grunted, already needy again. The truth was, I wasn't sure I was able to be around them without being aroused. Everything about them turned me on. Especially the way they gripped my cock right now.

Fuck.

They licked the tip, holding my gaze as they did so.

I grunted as they took it between their soft lips, sucking gently. The slurping sounds were nearly enough to make me cum again. Sage slid their hand up and down, gliding over the ridges. The two tendrils on either side of my cock wrapped around their neck, holding them in place as they took more.

I hit the back of their throat. A long groan left me, and I found myself thrusting.

Tears sprang to their eyes and I started to release them, but they only went down harder, taking more of me.

“Fuck,” I rasped.

They pulled back for just a split second, breathless. “ Use me. ”

A groan left me and I moved in a blur. I shifted our entire position, putting them beneath me and straddling their chest. They opened their mouth so obediently, eyes alight with lusty mischief.

I didn’t hesitate to slide between their perfect pout. I planted my hands against the headboard as I thrust, feeling them moan around my cock. I felt the sexual frenzy rising up, the need to claim them in every way possible searing me.

I pumped in and out, listening to every sound they made. I watched as my cock glistened with their saliva, more sliding down the sides of their mouth as I face fucked them.

Their nails raked down my thighs as I drove in and waited, feeling them choke around me. I pulled out, allowing them to breathe as tears streamed, mascara rolling down their cheeks.

“Don’t stop,” they said, licking their lips. “If I need you to stop I’ll tap your thigh three times.”

“Good toy,” I praised.

Their surprised expression was split by my cock. I thrust down their throat again, losing myself as I took them. Oh gods . Every movement sent jolts of electrical pleasure through my body.

I was already so close. I moaned, knowing that it wouldn’t be much longer before they were swallowing my cum. The thoughts pleased me, especially feeling their throat grip me.

I couldn’t get enough.

Sage had bewitched me.

I fucked them harder, my claws digging into the wood of the headboard hard enough to create marks. With a final growl, I gave a last pump and came, filling their precious mouth with my cum.

They swallowed as much as they could, but some still dripped from their mouth. I pulled out as I finished, leaning down to kiss them. The taste of me on their lips pleased me.

“Gods,” they groaned. “Why does your cum taste so good?”

They sounded surprised. “Don’t sound so shocked,” I chuckled, settling down next to them.

“Okay but I wasn’t sure what to expect.” They licked their lips, mascara streaks across their face.

“Did you wear the kind that runs on purpose?” I asked.

“Yes,” they said with the most evil giggle I’d ever heard. “Everyone knows it’s the best kind. Even you know.”

“Yes because I quite liked watching the tears roll as I fucked your face,” I purred.

Now, their cheeks turned cherry red. “Oh,” they squeaked.

I liked watching them blush. I liked feeling them next to me, looking thoroughly ravished. The heart on the collar gleamed in the bedroom light, their nipples soft and body on full display. I couldn’t help but admire them.

They leaned down and grabbed their lace underwear from the end of the bed. “I’ll be right back.”

I nodded as I waited for their return from the bathroom. They came back wearing only panties, and I felt my mouth water.

I wanted to eat them strip by strip.

“I like it when you call me toy,” they said as they crawled back into bed. “It turns me on.”

“I like it when you call me sir,” I said, kissing their forehead gently.

“Thank you, sir,” they murmured.

They settled down next to me. We stayed like that for a few minutes and then I remembered how they needed to drink water. “Stay here,” I said softly, kissing the top of their head.

I slid out of bed, stealing an appreciative glance at them before leaving the room and going downstairs. I poured them a glass of ice water and then figured something sweet would be wise.

Good thing I’d bought chocolate.

I plucked a bar of dark and milk—I hadn’t been sure what their preference was—and then went back up the stairs. I stopped in the doorway as I caught the faintest sound.

They were snoring.

Sage had fallen fast asleep.

I stood there for a moment and then smiled, creeping back into the room as silently as I could. I set the water and chocolate on the bedside table and then sank into bed next to them.

Even their snores were charming.

I winced as they stirred next to me. “I dozed off,” they whispered.

“You can sleep,” I said. “After you drink this glass of water.”

I grabbed the glass and handed it to them.

Their nose wrinkled. “All of it?”

“Yes, please,” I said. “I do believe your body will appreciate you for it.”

They sighed dramatically, as all subs did when handed a water by their Dom, and took several sips. They at least downed half of it, and then handed it back.

“Would you like some chocolate?” I asked.

They hummed as they sank down next to me, curling in. “Later, yes. I’m just going to shut my eyes for a few... and if you happen to wake me up with your tongue, I won’t complain.”

I snorted. “Sleep, little flame.”

I slid my arm around them protectively as they seemed to fall asleep again with an ease I envied.

I wasn’t going to sleep, not with it being night time, but my thoughts would occupy my time.

Especially thoughts of waking them up with my tongue…

What I really wanted to do was eat their lace panties.

Even now, I could feel the hunger. I wanted to devour them off Sage’s body, tasting their cunt as I did so.

I could be patient though. They needed to rest, especially with all of the things ahead of us for the weekend.

The many, many things I wished to do to them…

With a soft groan, I tried to turn my thoughts elsewhere, although that was nearly impossible. Then the worried thought of what happens after our weekend floated through my mind, and I felt my heart skip a beat.

Would Sage ever be interested in coming to England? To my cottage?

It was much too soon to ask, although I would certainly hope.