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Aether can feel his saliva dripping down his chin from the sides of the ball gag.
He’s dying to open his mouth and let the words go out, praise Cumulus for being so good, so fucking good. He wants to tell her how beautiful she is, how well she takes his cock, and how warm she feels. How enamored he is with her body, every curve, and crevice, so perfect as if sculpted by the most talented artists.
But he can’t. All he can do is moan around the ball that’s sitting at the top of his tongue, and try to make sounds that resemble words.
The slow rhythm Cumulus keeps while she rides him is driving him insane, he wants her to jump on his cock, fuck herself. She has been insisting on going slow, doing body rolls mostly, and hitting the right places for herself while she touches her clit gently. He wants to scream.
Instead, he lifts his big hands and places them on Cumulus’s soft thighs and squeezes them gently. Cumulus snaps out of the haze she’s been in for some time and looks down on Aether, who is squirming underneath her.
“Yes, love?” she asks coyly.
Aether makes a sound that could be interpreted as “Please,” and puts his best puppy eyes on, something he didn’t need to use in a long while.
“I can’t understand you,” Cumulus says, voice as smooth as velvet as if she is not using all her power to restrain herself from bouncing on that cock.
Defeated, Aether slowly drifts his hands from Cumulus’s thighs brings them to her hips for better grip, and thrusts his hips. Cumulus lets out a little yelp at the sudden movement. The little glint of satisfaction Aether feels at the barely there friction he gets makes him want it even more. He tightens the grip he has on Cumulus’s hips and starts thrusting as much as he can.
“Oh, oh, oh,” Cumulus chants, “Someone’s impatient huh.”
Aether lets out a small growl from his chest, obscured by the gag in his mouth.
Finally giving in, Cumulus brings her hands down to Aether’s chest for some support and tries to find a rhythm that matches Aether’s hips. She digs her claws on Aether’s chest a little, earning herself another growl.
“Touch me Aeth,” head thrown back, she feels Aether hitting all the right stops.
Aether moves one hand to Cumulus’s clit to rub soft circles on it, bringing her as close to her edge as he can. He moves his hips a little faster, a little harder. The clenches she does on her cock feel so good. He presses a little harder on her clit, and hears a moan escape her mouth.
He wants to ask her if that’s good and if she likes it. Should he go faster? Slower? Harder? But he can’t.
Cumulus feels close to her climax, Aether’s consistent assaults on her clit push her to the edge. She finds herself clenching around his cock, ready to cum on it while riding it as best as she can.
Aether, however, has another idea. He sits up with inhuman speed, startling Cumulus and freezing her a little. A loud growl escapes from his mouth as much as it can, and he forces her down on her back.
“Aether!” she squeaks, surprised by the sudden attack.
His chest rumbles with a grunt, and he aligns his cock once more with Cumulus’s entrance and starts pounding her with as much power as he can muster. He feels the animal inside him begging to be unleashed, stopped by the muzzle in his mouth.
The bedhead hits the wall with the rhythm Aether keeps, only driving him even crazier. He braces himself with one hand down on the bed, and brings the free one to Cumulus’s tits, grabbing them a little harder than he normally would.
She moans when he grabs her nipple and twists it, the pain goes right down her crotch. Already amped up pretty bad, she lowers one hand down to her cunt to get some stimulation and finish the job right there.
If Aether could speak at the moment, he’d be barking out a “No,” instead he swats at her fingers with his tail and places it on her clit.
The leathery spade of his tail rubs circles against Cumulus and she feels her orgasm bubbling up once again. Aether’s fingers squeeze her nipple once again and hit her g-spot repeatedly. She feels so overstimulated and so full at the same time that she forgets to speak.
She can only let out incoherent moaning mixed with praise and curse directed at Aether.
Aether brings his mouth to hers in an attempt to kiss her over the ball gag without thinking about it too much and when she licks the ball of the gag, he feels a kick in his cock, signaling him that he’s about to cum. He feels Cumulus tighten around his cock, her breaths getting uneven and eyes rolling back to her head.
Cumulus matches Aether’s hips and grabs his back, nails digging hard on his back as she reaches her climax, shaking with the tremors. She lifts her hips as high as she can to engulf all of Aether’s cock as she rides out her orgasm.
Bottoming out on Cumulus’s cunt as she comes becomes the final push Aether needs before he reaches his own orgasm. He touches her forehead with his own, horns touching each other gently as he pushes his hips as deep as he can and shoot ropes of hot cum in Cumulus as he finishes.
Both ghouls drop to the bed once they ride out their orgasms. Aether moans around the ball gag once more, desperate to get it out of his mouth. Cumulus reaches for it and Aether’s heart skips a beat with excitement.
Cumulus undoes the little clasp behind his head, letting the gag drop on him. Aether takes a deep breath and stretches his mouth and jaw.
“Fuck Lusy,” he groans.
A smile appears on Cumulus’s face. “I haven’t missed your voice yet. Let’s keep that mouth a little bit busier,” she says as she lifts herself to her knees and climbs over the bed.
The surprised and confused look on Aether’s face gets removed immediately as Cumulus drapes a leg over his head, engulfing him between her thighs, and sits on his face, leaving him unable to speak once more.