I put my hands on his belt and tug him forward, just a little. "Are there any parts of you that need a particular massage?" I ask in a flirty tone, peeking up at him through my lashes. "Anything…stiff?"
He groans, hips edging toward me. "Here and there."
"Hmm. Looks like more 'here' than 'there.'" I run my hand over the bulge of his crotch, where his cock is thrusting against the fabric of his trou. The material is tented around him, but he's growing so hard that it's probably going to be painful very shortly. That's all right—I don't plan on keeping him clothed for that long. "Especially right here," I purr. "So very, very stiff. I bet you're just aching, aren't you?"
Behind him, his tail thrashes, flicking back and forth in the way it does when he's turned on. "Definitely could use a good rubbing," he breathes.
"We'll have to take care of that, won't we?" I lean forward, my gaze on him, and lick the length of him through the fabric. Adiron lets out a choked groan, his hand stealing to my hair. I don't let up, nuzzling against his thick shaft and using my lips on him. It doesn't matter that there's a layer of clothing between us. I can tell that he loves this. I do, too.
I love making him feel good. I love hearing his sexy groans. I love seeing him lose control.
I press another kiss to the outline of his cock, and as I do, I reach behind him. I wrap my hand around the base of his tail and squeeze. From what I can tell, it feels a little bit like when my ears or neck are played with. Not quite as sensitive as his dick, but still pleasurable to manipulate. I rub my mouth against his spur through the material of his trou, pumping the base of his tail with my other hand.
"Jade," he pants. His hand tightens in my hair, as if he wants to direct my head. "My filthy, beautiful Jade."
"I'm just trying to help." I keep my tone playful. "I thought you wanted a massage. I just didn't say I'd use my hands." And I rub my face against the tent of fabric below his belt.
Adiron growls low, the sound a mix of frustration and need. "So keffing naughty. Be careful or I'm going to spank that slippery little cunt of yours."
This time, I'm the one that sucks in a breath. "Don't distract me," I breathe, squeezing around the base of his tail again. I rub my nose against the piercing on the tip of his shaft, evident through the material. I tongue it, too, and then try and fit my mouth over the head of his cock. It's really the cruelest tease, but I'm having so much fun.
He fists my hair and then reaches for his belt, for the fasteners that I've deliberately “forgotten” all about. With one quick motion, he flicks at the auto-fastener and before the belt can slither into its casing, he's shoving his trou down and then his big, thick, glorious cock is in my face. The head of him is so deep a blue he's practically purple, and as I watch, a bead of pre-cum glides down the rounded crown. "Take it," Adiron rasps. "Take it in your mouth, love."
My pussy clenches hard again. He's being so bossy, and it's turning me on like wild. I love that his hand is forceful in my hair, pressing me toward his cock. As if I need more encouragement. I drag my parted lips over the ridges along his shaft, teasing and lightly sucking. I deliberately avoid the head of him just because I know it's the most sensitive. I do give his tail another squeeze, though, and then slide my other hand up to toy with his spur. Weeks of trial and error have taught me that it's not all that sensitive, but sometimes when I rub him on the underside, it sends a shiver up his spine. I do that tonight, milking the base of his tail as I do, and I'm rewarded with a shudder.
"Keffing tease," he growls. "You were all over my cockhead a moment ago. Do I need to paint an arrow on my thighs pointing to it?"
I giggle, giving him a naughty look. Adiron always makes sex fun. Even when he's trying to be firm and take control, there's still an element of teasing. "You act like it's been years since