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Childe "I Can Make Her Worse" Tartaglia ([personal profile] monoceroscaeli) wrote in [community profile] insurmountable 2024-07-29 03:42 am (UTC)

[He drinks in every single sigh, every single moan that comes out of Yoimiya, driving him further to keep his momentum and give her the fucking of her dreams. Listening to her pledge herself to him, telling him to give her his seed, to make a family, to conquer the world...it's the ode he's always dreamed of writing. Her walls close in on him, form-fitted to his cock, making him groan and grunt with the effort and the pleasure that filters into his system and chases away any other thoughts he might of had. Ajax feverishly begins to kiss her neck, nipping and sucking at the soft, delicate skin, his breath heavy and labored from each thrust upwards that sinks so deeply inside of her. He can tell by how she tightens herself around him that she needs and craves for his essence, his body quivering from the thought of fulfilling their destiny by finally seeding her with their child.

The pressure builds within him, begging for release, fraying his nerve endings from the sheer amount of bliss surging through his body. Only Yoimiya could ever make his body respond like this, make him feel like he's at the edge of heaven itself. He moans and cries her name, unable to hold himself back for much longer.

How incredible it will be for Yoimiya to be the mother of their children, he can't wait to stand by her side as they lead the way to ruling over this world. Abyssal whispers of glory twine with his thoughts, and he pulls away for only a moment to gaze deeply into Yoimiya's eyes, his own glossy and dark as he falls to these desires.]


As you wish, ohhhhhh, my lovely Yoimiya. We'll have as many children as you wish, with plenty of heirs to the throne to ensure our grip on this world. Yes...yes, Yoimiya. Yes...

[He leans in, breath hot on her ear, the aura around him getting even darker as he whispers:]

It's like you read my mind. Now open your womb to me, and accept my gift.

[With a sharp cry, his whole body shudders as he finally reaches his peak, her devotion swirling in his head and his deep desires spilling endlessly into her, filling her full. Ajax's voice catches in his throat, breath shuttering while his body explodes with pure pleasure. He can feel his back go numb and his eyes roll back into his head, finally crying out with one last gasp of air as he finishes.

Ajax's breath is ragged, sweat pouring down his forehead as clarity slowly returns to him. But the feeling of accomplishment, satisfaction, and most of all, love fills him as he gazes down at his beautiful woman. She feels like she's his and no one else's, just the same as when he started to think of her as a potential girlfriend just a few nights ago. Except now it's an even stronger feeling, one that ends with him kissing her in appreciation. His lips lock with hers again, pouring love and admiration into it, savoring those sweet lips of hers.

She's a great gal, he thinks. She's my queen. My beautiful, flawless queen.]

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