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Lucoa simply can’t get enough of young Shouta. The boy is absolutely adorable, and she just loves spending as much time with him as she can. It’s just too much fun, watching how shy he gets around her, especially when she invades his personal space. It’s just too much fun to make him blush! She doesn’t think she’ll ever be satisfied until she’s spending every single moment of every day with the boy! But sadly, that simply isn’t possible. Even a powerful dragon such as herself doesn’t have absolute freedom at all times! Sometimes, Lucoa has business she simply must attend to.
This latest trip seemed as though it would never end! Having to deal with issues in other worlds is never fun, especially not when she has something she wants to deal with in this world. The week drug by so slowly, and all Lucoa could think about was how badly she missed her Shouta. Now that she’s finally making her way back, the very first thing she wants to do is seek the boy out. She needs to spend her time with him, and see what all she can get up to with him! It’s been too long, and she’s sure that he’s missed her being around to pester him.
Shouta might not admit it, but Lucoa has no doubts that he would be lost without her! If she weren’t there to pester and bother him, well, what would the boy do? As she finally makes her way to his home, ready to spend her time with him, Lucoa is excited to recharge her batteries, so to speak. She needs this, and while it might be late, she can’t wait to greet him and show him how much his favorite dragon missed him! Of course, when she makes it to his room, she’s not really surprised to find that he’s sleeping soundly.
Some might take that as a missed chance, and simply let the boy sleep. But not Lucoa! She knows that he would be overjoyed to wake up to her, or at least, she likes to think he would. She rushes to his side, not wasting a bit of time and practically laying on top of him. She wants to be as close to him as she can, just like always. She snuggles in right against him, trying her best to keep the boy warm and comfortable as he sleeps.
Lucoa could just leave it at that, but naturally, she’s not going to. She wants so much more than just laying beside him! She wants to feel his warmth in all the ways that she can, and she leans in, whispering in his ear.
“I missed you, my sweet Shouta,” Lucoa murmurs, and then kisses him on the cheek. She pushes her tongue past her lips, letting it slide along his cheek. She’s a bit aggressive in her licking, just enough to make the boy shiver even as he sleeps. She can’t get enough of his taste, and finds himself wanting even more. It’s just too much fun, having such a little cutie all to herself!
How’s Lucoa supposed to resist a chance like this? She might be a dragon, but that honestly just makes her worse when it comes to a treasure like him. She wants to show him how much she missed him, just whispering into his ear isn’t nearly enough! If he were awake, however, the poor boy would probably try and run away from her. It's silly, how afraid of her he is! She really doesn’t get it, when she’s only ever kind to him.
It’s more fun like this, she can’t deny that. When he’s sleeping, he’s compliant, and if he won’t wake up easily? That just means she can do more to have her fun with him. She wants to tease him to see what all she can get away with. To that end, Lucoa crawls in on top of him, letting her weight sink onto his body. She shifts her focus towards his face once more, and this time she drags her tongue from the bridge of his nose up to his forehead. Her tongue is long and wet, making her licks far more intense than they might be from a human.
Once she reaches his forehead, Lucoa shifts into a kiss, planting a gentle one right on the boy’s forehead. He doesn’t stir, even then, and Lucoa thinks that means she can get away with even more. With her body on top of his, it’s all too easy for her to grind down against him a bit. She might be kind, she might want to do what’s best for the boy, but that doesn’t mean that Lucoa isn’t a bit possessive. Why wouldn’t she be, when she knows that she’s what’s best for him? It only makes sense for her to want to keep a treasure like him all to herself.
Not all dragons are the same, sure, but one thread does run true. If they have something that is truly precious to them, there aren’t many dragons out there who wouldn’t fight to keep it all to themselves! And Lucoa is no different. She wants him, and she’s not about to let him go any time soon. She kisses his nose next, and finally, the boy begins to stir a bit. At least, enough to mumble out a couple of words to her. Lucoa giggles, watching him as he drifts right back to sleep. She can see his tiny chest rising and falling with each breath, as the boy sleeps soundly.
She leans in closer, letting her head come to rest on his chest. She can feel his breaths, and she can hear his heartbeat, and both make her grow that much more excited. She wants to do so much with him, to have all her fun and show the boy just how good she can do for him. But that’s going to have to wait just a bit, while she indulges in the rising and falling of his chest, and to the small, young heartbeat that pounds away in his chest.
Lucoa takes hold of his hand in hers, holding on to him tightly. She’s much larger than him, of course, but that doesn’t stop her from having her fun. All it does is remind her of just how young he is, and not just by dragon standards! He’s young by human standards, and that says a lot. She likes thinking about how young he is, how small and innocent, and Lucoa wants nothing more than to corrupt him, at least if it means she can have more fun with him.
She can’t help her desire to make him hers, to try and nurture him and lead him, doing all she can to groom him into a powerful mage given all the time and potential he still has in his life. She just wants to enjoy this time with him, and see how far things can go. Nothing sounds better than leading him along, and letting him see how much good a dragon can be for a mage. She can feel him squirming beneath her as she watches him, her weight seeming to get to him.
Lucoa doesn’t mind, honestly, even if he becomes so powerful that he becomes her master. She wouldn’t mind submitting to a boy like Shouta, no matter what. But what she wants him to be most of all? Is her lover. She wants to have him all for herself, in every way that she can. Lucoa lets this desire take her over now, as she begins to sniff at him, inhaling his scent and letting it fill her nostrils, her lungs. She loves the way he smells, and the way he squirms and wriggles beneath her is more and more enticing by the second.
She can’t help yanking at his pajamas, wanting to get at more of his scent. He squirms and wriggles beneath her, and that excites Lucoa more and more. She just can’t get enough, and she wants more. She can’t stop. She takes in his scent, nuzzling in against him as if she can get more like that.
“You’re all mine, Shouta,” Lucoa murmurs, as she kisses him on the forehead once more. She wants to get every whiff of him that she can, after all. “You’re so cute when you’re asleep, and you just smell so perfect. Do you have any idea how much I missed this smell?”
Of course, he doesn’t answer. While her efforts are making his sleep a little less sound, he’s still not in any kind of state to answer her when she speaks to him. But she doesn’t mind. She just thinks he’s way too cute like this, and she can’t get enough of taking in his delicious scent. She wants more, so much more. She leans in, kissing him on the lips this time. Usually, Shouta would do all he could to avoid such a thing, if he were awake.
A part of Lucoa might feel a bit guilty, maybe, stealing the boy’s first kiss. But is it really stealing, when he’s hers to begin with? He’s her Shouta baby, and she’s the only one who gets to kiss him like this. Taking his first kiss only serves to turn her on that much more, naturally, and it makes her start to act on her desires. Lucoa can’t help herself! She just gets excited a bit too easily, and soon enough, she’s shifting on top of him. Shouta can feel her shifting, the soft, warm weight that is against his body moves.
It’s a bit hard for him to take, and the sleeping boy can feel her smothering him with her breasts. Lucoa pushes them against his face playfully, working them against him. She watches him shake and shiver, sandwiched between her massive breasts. She can only imagine how good the boy must feel, and usually he’d be fighting this! She just wants to have her fun with him, that’s all. What’s wrong with that? The more she does, the more the boy reacts, and she knows that he probably won’t be sleeping for much longer.
But that’s not going to stop her! She’s got him this close now, and even once Shouta wakes up, she doesn’t think he’ll be able to get away from her. At least, not very easily. She wants to see how long he can keep this up, how long he can keep sleeping even as she has her fun with him. She works her breasts in against his face a bit harder, and then she finally pulls back. She has an idea, something that she really wants to try with him. To that end, she begins pulling up her shirt, not at all afraid to show off her breasts. He’s sleeping anyway, but even if he were awake, she wouldn’t hesitate.
She leans in all over again, and the pushes herself onto him, letting her breasts rub against his face. Now that they are bare, she knows Shouta must feel much warmer from her touch. Lucoa has a very specific goal, however. She wants to do more with him, and so she shifts, working her body so that her breast is pushed right up against his mouth. The boy can’t help himself, his lips pout outward a bit, kissing at the warmth that makes contact.
“That’s right, that’s a good boy,” Lucoa murmurs, coaxing him on. She pushes his lips to her breast, and as she urges him on, the boy can’t help but take her nipple into his mouth. She giggles, feeling his tongue push against her in his sleep. It would seem that the sleeping Shouta doesn’t have anywhere near the apprehensions that the waking one does. She can have so much more fun with him! “Go on, drink up!”
Lucoa teases him, trying to get him to drink her mouth. The boy can’t help it, reacting just the way she wants him to. His body takes over, his instincts strong as he sleeps. He starts to suck from her breast, letting the wet warmth of her milk fill his mouth. It’s a very sweet taste, and while he’s awake, the boy is dreaming of a nice, sweet drink. It’s so warm and heavy, and just perfect for a day like this. He can’t stop sucking away at her, letting her mouth fill his mouth. Lucoa is amused by the thought that he’s doing this so willingly, when he’d probably run for his life if it weren’t for the fact that he is still asleep.
But that suits her just fine. She doesn’t mind that he’s still figuring things out, as the way he gets all shy and nervous just makes him that much more fun for her. She wants to enjoy herself with him, to really see how far she can push him before he wakes up, Lucoa is going deeper, letting this go on further, and she keeps holding him steady as he sucks at her breast.
“Good boy, so good,” she murmurs, as she rubs the back of his head. She cocks her head to one side a bit, watching the way his adorable face looks sucking on her breast like this. “Aren’t you thirsty, drinking so much?”
Lucoa can’t help but giggle, feeling the way his mouth latches on to her nipple. It’s a good feeling, and she just wants this to last forever and ever. Part of her wishes he would do something like this while he was awake! It would be so cute, feeling him sucking away at her breast like this, drinking her milk so happily. She just wishes he would accept her like that, but… she’s patient. She can wait as long as she needs for him to come around to her.
“You must have really missed me, huh?” she teases more and the boy sucks harder and harder at her breast. With how much he goes at her, it eventually proves too much for him. He starts to sputter and cough as he gets ahead of himself, taking in too much of her delicious milk at once. He wakes up, then, coming face to face with Lucoa. Or rather, face to breast. Either way, he is startled, and Shouta tries to pull away from her. He’s at her mercy, of course. “Oh, hello, my master. Aren’t you so cute, waking up all scared! It’s just me.”
“You… you succubus!” Shouta cries out, as he wakes up and realizes what she’s been doing to him. He can see the milk dripping from her breast, and he can feel something warm and heavy in his belly. It doesn’t take him long at all to put the pieces together, realizing that she must have been making him drink from her! “You were making advances on me while I was asleep!”
“What? Oh, come, now, you wanted that!” Lucoa teases, looking at him with a smirk. “You didn’t even try to resist, after all. You were drinking away at me, so eager and happy… you’re really trying to act like you didn’t like that now?”
She sounds so convincing, but Shouta knows better! Even if he can still taste the lingering sweetness of her milk, and finds the taste rather pleasant, that doesn’t mean he can just let her get away with what she’s been doing to him! It’s not right, the way she’s been using him while he was asleep. Even if her milk does taste good, and even if all she did was push her breast against his lips…
“It’s still not right! You are a wicked succubus!” Shouta insists, and Lucoa shakes her head.
“Now, now, you should be happy that I take the time to care for you like this! How many familiars do this for their master, huh?” Lucoa says. “A dragon’s milk is delicious and nutritious, and sure to make your magic that much stronger! And besides, we’ve been separated for a whole week, what else am I supposed to do?”
“You could just leave me alone,” he says, crossing his arms. Lucoa smiles.
“Now you know I’m not going to do that,” she teases, leaning right back in and pushing her other breast against his lips this time. At first, the boy tries to struggle, but Lucoa quickly takes hold of him, making that a useless attempt. He can’t fight her off, and before long, she has him held down against her breast. With her nipple already right there, he can’t help but start to drink down her milk once more. It just tastes so good, even the lingering bits of it are more than enough to make him want more. How can he resist such a taste, when it’s right there waiting for him?
He shudders, drinking it down happily, letting that warmth flood down his throat once more. He can’t help it, and he starts to go for more and more. It doesn’t take him long to fully lose himself in what she’s offering, just sucking away at her without a care in the world. She cradles his head lovingly, stroking the back of his head. He might need a little convincing, but she can always tell just what he needs. He’s a sweet boy, he just gets a little confused! One of these days, though, he’s going to come around. He’s going to understand just how good Lucoa is for him, and she’s going to have him all to herself.
The cute boy is just far too fun for her to ever hope of resisting him, and that means she has to take chances like this to have her fun with him. Lucoa doesn’t feel a bit of guilt for that, not when she can do so much to make him feel good, too. To that end, she thinks she’s just perfect for the young boy, and there’s no one who could act his familiar better than she can. She wants to be there for him, and to always do her best to please him.
“You’re just so cute, little Shouta,” she murmurs, as she strokes the back of his head. “Drink up, get strong. You really like the taste, don’t you?”
The boy does his best to nod, all while not pulling away from her. As much as he might fear Lucoa and all she does to him, he can’t really deny that he does like this taste. He does like the way she’s treating him right now, even if it also scares him quite a bit. She always leads him into such conflicted feelings, leaving him with no idea what he should be doing! He doesn’t know how to feel about that, how to feel about all that Lucoa does to him, but he knows he did kind of miss her. Sort of.
Part of him was happy that she was gone, at least, he thought so. But now that she’s back he does realize that it felt as though something was missing. Drinking from her like this, feeling this pleasant taste filling his mouth, feeling her warm hands on the back of his head an her soft, perfect breasts against his face… well, there are certainly worse things. Shouta knows better than to admit any of these thoughts out loud, though!
If Lucoa were to hear about how much he’s coming to enjoy this, she’d never, ever let him live it down. He doesn’t want to admit to how much he enjoys having her around, or how much he misses her when she’s gone, but it does make things a bit easier to just go along with this for now. He shouldn’t try and fight it so hard, and maybe part of him could finally be okay with letting her have a bit more fun with him from time to time.
But even as he thinks this, there’s another part of him that’s still afraid. It’s hard to admit to any blossoming feelings for her, when he knows that it would only encourage her to do more, but at moments like this? When she’s treating him so tenderly, with so much love and warmth? Well, Shouta does feel pretty amazing. He doesn’t know how he can convey that to her, without making this all get much more extreme, but perhaps he could try, sooner or later.
When he is finally satisfied, his belly filled with Lucoa’s warm, sweet milk, Shouta pulls back. He blushes, not sure of exactly how he should go about admitting to what he’s just done. He’s embarrassed, going along with this so easily. He didn’t really mean to get that carried away, but now that he’s here, it’s hard for him to deny something he very much just did with her.
“Ah… uhm,” the boy says, looking nervous, and Lucoa giggles.
“There, there, you must have really missed me,” she says, wiping his face clean. She then smiles at him, leaning in a bit closer. “Ever since I left, I couldn’t stop thinking about you, so I’m glad that we’re back together again.”
“I’m… I’m glad you’re back, too,” the boy says, doing his best to make an effort. It’s not really in his nature to be this open with his feelings for her, but he wants to do his best to open up a bit more. What’s wrong with letting her hear how he feels from time to time? Sure, she might drive him crazy with how much she does to him, but at the same time, part of him does like it, and he definitely did miss her.
“Oh, my, would you listen to that? My little Shouta actually admits that he missed me?” Lucoa teases, as she lifts her tank top and brings it down over his head. He cries out, feeling her snaring him in her shirt. The fabric pushes his face right back in against her breasts, and his body is pushed against hers. Lucoa enjoys the feeling, and she nuzzles in against the young boy, wanting to do even more with him.
Sure enough, his body reacts to her before too long. She can feel his young cock hardening up, prodding in against her body. She looks down at him with a knowing smirk, just barely able to see his blushing face by looking down her tank top.
“It seems that one part of you in particular missed me, huh?” Lucoa teases, shifting a bit so that she can rub against his erection. Even through her shorts, and through his pajamas, she can feel the heat of his body. She wants more, and she wants to see how much the boy will let her get away with. At the moment, he’s still trying desperately to worm his way out of her shirt, but she’s not allowing it. She keeps him right where she wants him, holding him in place with her strength. “You’re such a good boy, Shouta, and good boys deserve to be rewarded!”
She lines her crotch up with his erection, and grinds in against him, letting her own passion take her over. It’s all too easy for the dragon to get carried away like this, and she enjoys letting off some steam by playing with the boy. He finally manages to pull himself out of her shirt, and he grunts from the discomfort of feeling her body rubbing against his. He can’t help himself, and he starts grinding back in against her, feeling his passion getting the better of him. She reaches down, sliding her hand beneath his pajama pants, and takes hold of his eager cock.
“Ah!” he moans out, huffing as she takes him in hand. The direct contact of her hand, the way she gropes him and touches him, it’s all too much for him. He hasn’t been touched like this before, and all that she’s done to him before has not reached this point. “S-stop it, that’s…”
“I’m not going to stop,” she says, not letting his efforts to push her hand away amount to anything. “It’s fine, I’m just wanting to take care of my little master. There’s nothing wrong with letting me take care of you like this, you know?”
Shouta doesn’t know how to argue with that, he’s sure he could think of something if his mind wasn’t racing, the gears turning far too quickly just to process the feeling of her hand against him. He didn’t know that she could make him feel this good, didn’t know that such pleasure was a possibility for him. It’s all too much, way too much, but he doesn’t know what he can do to stop her now. Lucoa isn’t the type to take no for an answer, and he can hardly muster the strength to say it in the first place.
She keeps touching him, and stroking over his cock, before she finally shifts down in the bed. She leans towards his crotch, and then inhales his scent, taking it deep into her nostrils as she sniffs him. She can’t help moaning out at the scent, letting it fill her nostrils and allowing her pleasure to surge through her body. Taking in his scent like this, seeing him so excited when she knows she’s the one who did this to him… it’s making her way too excited. She just wants more, more, more, and there’s no way she’s stopping now.
“You just leave this to me, okay? Don’t fret, I know you’re not used to this, but your Lucoa will take care of all of this,” she says, smiling up at him as she starts to try and pull his pants down.
“No,” Shouta whines out, reaching down and pulling them back up quickly. “Stop it! I don’t… I don’t know about all this!”
“Now, now,” Lucoa says, pouting up at him. “Why would you stop me? I just want to make a good boy like you feel as good as you deserve. Don’t you want me to relieve all this built up tension?”
As Lucoa pleads with him to let her help, she leans in, kissing him over his pants. The boy shudders under her lips, unable to take how good it feels to have her kissing him like this. He doesn’t want this to keep going, but he knows that she’s not going to let up. Lucoa runs her tongue along his erection, licking him over his pajama pants. If he won’t let her pull them down, she’s still going to have her fun one way or another. That feeling is enough to remind him of just how futile this fight is. Why does he keep fighting, when he knows he can’t win against her?
Slowly, the boy begins to wriggle out of his pants, enticed by the way she’s been licking and touching him. It’s just a lot for him to keep up with, and he knows that he can’t fight this for much longer before he starts to break down for her. It’s too difficult to resist, especially when he knows he wants this, too! He can’t fight against his desire for her, not when it’s this intense. He can only give in, letting her have her way with him.
“That’s a good boy,” Lucoa says, once his pants are down and his cock is exposed. She can see his cock, so close to her face, and she leans in. She rubs her cheek against him, feeling how warm and hard he is for her. “You’re so eager, aren’t you?”
“Y-yeah,” Shouta admits, knowing that there’s no way he can deny it now. His cock is so hard for her, and that growing desire is becoming harder and harder for him to deal with. She takes his cock in hand, stroking him off as she lays down next to him.
“There’s nothing wrong with that, all little boys like you love being touched like this,” she says, teasing him and breathing against his cock. “Even big boys, even men, they all want a girl like me to take care of them. Don’t you know that?”
Lucoa might be generalizing just a bit there, but it doesn’t matter. It sounds good in the moment, and Shouta is in no state to argue with her. He can’t do a thing but nod along, letting her words drift into him, taking them in along with her touch. Her hand caresses him, and she reaches down to fondle his balls. The boy shudders, while one hand strokes his cock, and the other teases at him. Soon enough, however, Lucoa wants more. She can’t be satisfied just touching him with her hands, not when she has taken in his scent, not whens he wants his taste.
She leans in, sticking out her tongue and letting it trail down his cock. Her long tongue is perfect for this, and she lets her head slide down his length. The boy shudders, crying out for her as she works. He can’t keep quiet, not when this feels so good. It’s too good to be true, too much for him to take, and yet he makes no move to stop her. He didn’t know that this would be so incredible, that he could even feel this good in the first place!
“You’re… you’re…” Shouta starts, wanting to call her a wicked succubus. Wanting to tell her that she’s doing all this just to get a rise out of him. But he can’t get the words out. All he does his whimper out, the words trailing off into nothing. It feels too good, the way she’s licking and sucking at his cock, and she can’t get enough of the boy’s taste. She wants it to fill her mouth, to be all that she can feel and think about. The more she does, the more she wants, and Shouta cries out for her as she teases him with her tongue.
Lucoa shifts back up, pushing her lips against the head of his cock. She kisses him, watching the way his eyes light up at the feeling. She then parts them letting herself drift down his length, taking him into the heat of her mouth. Shouta moans out for her, feeling that wet warmth all around him this time. Ever since she first met him, Lucoa has wanted to do something like this. She’s wanted to taste him, to feel his cock in her mouth and see how incredible the boy tastes. She can’t help herself, after all. He’s just her type, so shy and cute.
She’s sure that his mind is buzzing with all kinds of names he could call her, all sorts of ways he could try and explain why he feels so good, but she’s pushing him so hard that he can’t get a single one of them out. She doesn’t want him to ignore how good he feels, she doesn’t want him to try and deny the pleasure she’s offering. No, Lucoa wants him to enjoy this, to be hers. Every time she hears his soft little whimpers, she knows that she has him right where she wants him.
Slowly but surely, the boy’s hand starts towards her head. It doesn’t take long for him to become bold enough to place his tiny hands on her head. Lucoa can feel him, and she feels a rush of arousal at the feeling of his hands on her head. It’s like he’s trying to take charge, and go for more, and that only proves how much he’s enjoying this. To that end, she doesn’t resist, she pushes herself down deeper onto his cock.
The boy’s hands shift to her horns, taking hold of them and using them to push her even further down his cock. Before long, Lucoa can feel him sliding down her throat, and she grunts from the feeling. It’s nice, having him do this to her, using her like this. She can feel his hands on her horns, feel the gentle way he holds on to them, even as he’s using them as handles. His hands are soft and warm, and she loves the power he holds over her in this moment.
Her horns are sensitive, and she loves th way he looks at her as he holds on to her. Finally, he’s more or less admitting how much he loves this, how much he loves her. It’s such a nice feeling, and she doesn’t want to let it go. She can see tears welling up in his eyes, but she knows they’re not tears of fear, or tears of sadness. No, they’re from the sheer intensity of this overwhelming feelings that he can’t deny. It’s all too much for him, and she loves the way he looks at her like this.
She can keep his cock down her throat for some time, and she doesn’t even begin to let up, showing the boy just how much she can do for him. She wants him to know that she’s the best for him, to feel how good her body is for him. He’s in heaven, and she can tell that by merely glancing into his eyes. He’s unable to keep himself from bucking his hips up into her, ramming his young cock down her throat, and Lucoa can enjoy the intensity of his movements. He’s almost animalistic, acting entirely on instinct, chasing his pleasure as best as he can. She doesn’t stop until he’s crying out for her, reaching his peak with a desperate, shuddering groan.
Lucoa doesn’t pull back, even then, making sure that she takes down each and every shot of his come that surges out from the boy. If this is his first climax, the very first time she’s made him come, she’s going to savor it as best as she can. She can feel that warmth sliding down her throat, filling her with the pleasure that only this adorable boy can show her. She wants more, even as she pulls back and looks at the boy. She sucks on the head of his cock just a bit, before fully freeing him from her mouth.
“Mmm, you taste so sweet, little Shouta,” she murmurs, looking down at the boy. He lays on his back, panting from the effort and obviously worn out. Well, it’s no surprise he doesn’t have a lot of stamina yet. He’s still young, and she’s just getting started with him. But the more she shows him, the more they do and the more he drinks her milk, the stronger and more durable her little Shouta will get. Of course, for now, it’s no problem. She has other methods to keep their fun going. With just a bit of magic, Shouta is right back to his full stamina, and Lucoa smiles at him. “We’re going to keep going, okay?”
The boy nods, unable to think of more to say. He didn’t know he could feel this good, didn’t know that she could do so much to pleasure him. Now, Lucoa lifts her top once more, placing her breasts around his cock. The boy shudders out, feeling her embrace him with her breasts. Lucoa smiles at him, as she begins sliding her breasts along the length of his cock. He cries out for her, the pleasure proving far too much for him. Her magic might have reset his stamina, bringing him back to full energy and getting him hard again, but it didn’t do a thing to reset how sensitive he is.
Feeling her soft, warm breasts enveloping his cock, nestled in tightly around him, it’s all too much for him. He can’t help bucking his hips between them, adding to the incredibly pleasurable sensations. He didn’t think she could make him feel this good, and the pleasure that takes him over only grows greater by the moment. He shudders, unable to keep quiet as she uses her breasts to get him off.
In only a couple of moments, he’s there, losing himself to the incredible feeling. He whimpers out, painting her in his come, letting it all hit her body, her face, her chest, and Lucoa giggles as he paints her in his seed. It feels nice and warm, and there’s just so much of it hitting her body. She can’t get enough of it, and she pulls back, admiring the mess he made of her.
“S-sorry,” he says, and Lucoa shakes her head.
“Don’t apologize,” she says. “This is something I would do for you each and every day, since you’re my master. I want to make you feel good, and if you came on me a hundred times, so long as it made you happy, then I’d be happy, too!”
Lucoa can easily clean all this up, and while she does enjoy being a sticky mess covered in the boy’s seed, it’s not hard for her to just clean it all up with a bit of her magic. After a brief burst of power, it’s all cleaned up, and the boy is right back to his full strength once more. It’s a weird feeling, going from exhausted and spent to full of energy in a flash. He can’t help the way she makes him feel, and once his cock is nice and hard again, he knows more is coming. He watches as Lucoa unzips her shorts all the way, exposing her wet pussy to him. She adjusts, pushing Shouta down onto the bed more firmly and climbing on top of him. The boy looks up at her with an awestruck look, while takes his cock in hand and guides him into her.
“I think it’s about time the two of us have some real fun,” Lucoa says, as she begins to sink down onto him. She wants this, she’s wanted this for so long, and she’s so thrilled to finally be taking it. The boy is hers now, and she’s not going to let a perfect chance like this pass her by.
The boy shudders, as he feels the wet heat of her cunt clamping down around him. She sinks down deeper, deeper, taking him into her. It doesn’t take all that long for the dragon to push herself all the way down onto him. She’s been waiting a long time for this, after all, and finally getting to feel what she’s wanted for so long has her half crazed from her desires. She can’t stop herself from riding him frantically, bouncing on his hips. She wants to see him come once more, to make him erupt just like before. She’s still surprised by just how quickly the boy erupted for her, covering her in his come.
She noticed he hardly even had a chance to warn her, and that must mean he really enjoyed her perfect breasts. Of course, her pussy is going to feel even better. She wonders how he’ll react to this, if he’ll ever get over how good this feels for him. Naturally, Lucoa feels good, too. She loves the way his cock feels inside of her, the way he shudders and moans beneath her. It’s all so good, and she wants nothing more than to keep this going for as long as she can.
“Yes! Yes, this is so good, just like I knew it would be!” Lucoa cries out, losing herself to her passion as she claims Shouta’s virginity. She didn’t know it would be this much fun, even if she had her fantasies. Somehow, he’s surpassing even those, letting her drift to heights of pleasure that she could have only dreamt of. Lucoa keeps going, while the boy whines out beneath her. She takes his hand, clinging to him as she rides him frantically. His moans and whimpers fill the room, and she can tell he’s getting closer and closer.
She’s not going to stop now, she’s going to keep this going for as long as she can. She’s going to show the boy the best time of his life, and nothing can stop her now. She squeezes his hand, every time she slams her hips down onto him, the bed shakes. She wants to reassure him, as the feelings overwhelm him.
“It’s going to be alright, your familiar is right here, and I’m going to take care of you!” she says, riding him frantically, desperately. She doesn’t want to stop, doesn’t want to let up, and the hunger that surges within her body makes her take this further, deeper. She loves the way his cock feels inside o f her, and she can’t get enough. The bed shakes, and she’s addicted to the feeling of his cock inside of her. “You feel so good inside of me, you feel so amazing!”
“Lucoa!” Shouta cries out, hearing her words and feeling the warmth of her body on top of his. It’s all too much for him, but he’s not going to let up now. She feels great, and in turn, that makes him feel amazing, too. He doesn’t want this feeling to stop, but he can’t last any longer, either. He reaches his climax, and without a second thought, he comes deep inside of her. Lucoa continues riding him, even as he comes, letting his seed spill into her.
“Keep going, that’s a good boy, keep coming for me and let it all out!” she teases, and Shouta does just that. He doesn’t stop, letting it all flood out into her body. She didn’t know the boy could even be hiding this much within him, but she can feel it flooding into her body, and the feeling of the mage boy’s come surging into her is nearly enough to push Lucoa over the edge as well.
The boy is panting, and Lucoa finally falls still, feeling herself right at the edge. She’s thrilled, excited that she can have this much fun with him. She’s ready to once again use her magic on him, but before she can do it, the boy shoves her. She can feel herself falling down onto her back, and Shouta climbs on top of her. He grabs onto her legs, holding on to them as he starts pumping into her once more. Lucoa cries out, shocked by his sudden passion. So far, the boy has been exhausted after each climax. Does he just want her this badly, or is her magic doing this much to him? Either way, she’s not about to complain!
“I can’t stop,” the bot whines out, thrusting into her already stuffed cunt. She can feel him fucking her, pushing his seed deeper into her, and she can tell that more is on the way. She hugs herself to keep still, all while the boy goes all out on her. This time, it’s him shaking the bed. This time, it’s him taking charge.
“It’s alright! Why would you want to stop? It’s a wonderful feeling, and I’m all yours! My master can use his lovely familiar whenever he wants, as much as he wants!” Lucoa cries out, and Shouta can’t take it. Hearing her spur him on like that is just making him want her that much more. It’s too much, but he can’t stop. He knows he can’t stop. Now that he’s started this with her, it’s like a floodgate has been opened, and there’s no letting go of this desire for her. It’s as if, all along, he was only afraid of how much he could love her. Like some part of him knew that if he opened himself up to this, that it would be impossible for him to let go.
Now he can’t stop, his hips moving on their own accord, pulling him deeper and deeper into her heat. He could claim that Lucoa is a succubus, using her wicked magic to push him this far. But he knows that’s not it. He knows this is all him, that everything he does now is absolutely his own desire. It makes it all the easier to take himself deeper into this, to let his passion get the better of him. Lucoa can feel him hilting himself deep within her, and she wants even more. This new, rougher side of him is driving her wild, and she wants to feel it all.
“Keep going, put your familiar in her place! Show me that I belong to you!” Lucoa cries out, as he keeps pounding into her with all he’s got. Her body shakes and trembles, feeling him pushing her towards the edge once more. She was already so close, and this is more than enough to bring her the rest of the way there. She cries out for him, her moans filling the room. “You have to come with me, come on, we can do this together, Shouta! My master!”
As she comes, so too, does Shouta. He erupts deep within her once more, letting himself lose all control as he fucks his dragon. He can’t get enough of this, and he can’t stop himself now. He lets his seed fill her, the two of them come together. It’s heavenly, feeling their pleasure mingle like this.
~X~
Saori has heard a lot of noise coming from her son’s room, but it’s not all that rare. She knew Lucoa was supposed to be coming back soon, and the antics that the two of them get up to often lead to a lot of noise.
“Shouta! Breakfast!” she cries out, but there’s no answer. She can still hear plenty of noise, and while she waits for a moment, she decides to just head up and get him herself. When she opens the door to her son’s room, she’s a bit surprised to find him absolutely pounding into the familiar he summoned. She watches, smiling, as he holds her leg up over his shoulder. Her thigh rest on him, while he slams into her, holding her over his desk. Lucoa looks up at Saori, trying to greet her.
“G=Good morn…” she starts, before she stumbles and trips, only held up by Shouta’s grip on her body. His frantic thrusts are maddening, and the pleasure she feels surges higher and higher. Shouta doesn’t even notice his mother, he’s so lost in his frantic chase for pleasure. He can’t get enough of feeling Lucoa’s heat all around him, and that pleasure surges through his body.
“My, it looks like you really missed your familiar, huh?” she says, and Lucoa nods.
“Mhm! Mhm, he missed me so much he hasn’t stopped fucking me ever since he woke up!” Lucoa says, and Saori is taking this all very well. It would seem she’s not that surprised, watching her son go all out on the familiar like this. Lucoa moans out, her pleasure building and building. It’s all too much for her, and the boy finally whines for her.
“Lucoa, I’m coming,” he warns her, picking up his frantic pace a bit more.
“Good boy, good boy, don’t stop! Come inside of me again!” Lucoa urges him on, grinding her hips back against him as best as she can. The boy can’t take it, and he moans out, grabbing onto her tightly. Even as he becomes aware of Saori standing there, he keeps going, ramming his cock deep into her. “Please, cream me in front of your mommy, keep fucking up my poor, defenseless womb!”
With that, Shouta reaches his peak. He can’t take it when she talks like that, and it’s all enough to push him over the edge. He comes deep inside of her, not seeming to care at all that his mother is watching. Saori keeps an eye on him, watching as her son collapses onto the dragon, holding Lucoa as tightly as he can.
“Once the two of you are done, I’ve got breakfast ready downstairs,” Saori says, as the two of them each try to catch their breath. A short break might do them some good, but with this new world of possibility that opened up for Shouta, Lucoa is sure they’ll be right back at it.