Clavis barely gets any events and it is so sad. So here's my take on if he had the aphrodisiac
Your body feels ablaze all throughout. From your chest all the way to your fingertips and toes. Everything is burning. You glare at Clavis. His incredulous laughter fills your ears. You feel dizzy, the blood rushing to your head begins to take over and the rush of sexual tension coils in the bottom of your stomach. You want his laughter to stop. You want him to feel the discomfort of white hot desire.
Moments ago, Clavis convinced you to take a drink of a mysterious fluid. You knew it wouldn't be a good idea. You just knew he was up to no good. But he had you convinced that this would be nothing. He admitted that it was an aphrodisiac. "It's not too potent," He promises. The prince's winsome smile wins you over and you take a few sips of the aphrodisiac. At first, nothing happens. For a brief moment, you believe him and it isn't too potent. Before you can say anything to him, your face goes flush and sweat drips down your brow. Your breathing goes ragged. You back up from him, backing up to your door. He sits on your bed, an annoying bemused smile on his face. "Something wrong, Belle?"
Without thinking, you throw back the remaining liquid and hold it in your mouth. Clavis is too busy laughing with himself to notice as you take indignant steps towards him. You place one knee on the bed, the other leg straightens between his thighs. You clas his face in your hands and pull him into a deep kiss. His eyes widen, if your eyes were opened, you'd see the amused, excited glint in his eyes, before he closes his eyes and leans back into your kiss.
You push the two of you onto the bed, lie down on him. When he lets his guard down, you slip your tongue into his mouth. As soon as parts his lips for you, you let the liquid spill into his mouth. Once he realizes what is happening, he tries to push you off, but you lean all your weight on him, grinding your knee into his crotch. Once you know he has drunk all the liquid you peel your lips off his. Your breathing still ragged and tense, he looks into your eyes. He's not angry. In fact he looks delighted. "Turning my own trick against me, huh. Interesting. Can't say I'm not impressed." He laughs and lets his head fall onto the bed.
You pry yourself off of him. So your hands are at either side of his face. You watch as the red blush crawls up his face. His eyes open, and he looks pained, confused. When you move, you feel his length hardening up against your belly. Your eyes flicker down briefly. Your eyes brows turn in, you're frustrated. There's a knot tightening up in your core. It's uncomfortable, insatiable. Clavis begins to grin his hardening member against your belly. His hands, warm and pinkening, climb up your arms, then begin to unbutton your blouse.
The shirt falls open, exposing your cleavage to him. You sit up, purposely grinding into him. He grunts. His eyes haze over with aggravation. There's a desire beginning to burn behind those golden eyes of his. You grind your hips over his member, as you reach back to undo your corset. You achingly take your time unravelling each knot, and loosening each thread. Clavis places his hands on your waist, and peels the corset off in an equally vexing pace. He takes your corset off and tosses it to the side. He's grinding into you, and you're grinding back into him. Both of you getting slowly annoyed but oddly satisfied in one another's frustration.
Clavis plants both feet to the ground, and he sits up. In one hand he fondles a breast, rolling a nipple under his thumb. The other breast, captured by his mouth. He bites along the mound, leaving pinkish-red marks around the breast. Clavis blows a puff of air on your nipple to calm you down; but it gives you no relief. You pull on his hair and he obliges, devouring a nipple in his mouth. He alternates between nipping gently with his teeth, to suckling gently. He tilts his head to change the angle, and you moan as your nipple twists with his lips. You press your aching core against his member, and bucks against you. Your breathing grows more and more ragged as he suckles on your breast, with each nip your desire growing more and more.
Unable to take much more, you push him off of you and push him onto the bed. He looks at you, dizzy and confused. Desire still melting away his golden gaze. You slink off the bed, and carefully drop to your knees. You unbuckle each of his belts, pulling them off and tossing them aside. You slowly unbutton his trousers, making sure you 'accidentally' nudge his member. His breathing grows rough, he pushes himself onto his elbows to watch what you're doing.
You pull off his trousers and underwear to reveal his pink throbbing member. You grasp it tightly, enough that it elicits a sharp his from Clavis. His manhood felt tight and bursting. You slowly trail your hand down, then up again. He bucks into your hand. His head falls back as his member, swollen and sensitive, takes in the feeling of your hand stroking him up and down. You take out some of your frustrations on his dick. When you get to the tip, you make sure to squeeze a little tighter, just so to keep him attentive to your ministrations.
His breathing grows more and more straggled. But he hasn't looked up at you in a while. "Clavis," You exhale. He doesn't respond, only taking the feeling of your hand jerking him. Annoyed, you straighten up. Your hand comes to the tip and you give a gentle squeeze. This time, as your hand goes down. You place your lips over his member and as your hand grazes down his member, your lips follow, swallowing him. Once you've reached the end of his member, you push him into your mouth just a little more.
Clavis gasps at this new sensation and his head bucks up and he stares at you, shocked. You've never been this daring before. A smile crawls over his face. He's aroused, he's amused and he's impressed at your boldness. He clenches his ass as he feels your mouth trail up and over his dick, suckling the tip the same way he suckled your nipples. He tries hard not to grind into your mouth. He doesn't want to scare the brave little rabbit. He takes in the sensation of your wet, velvety mouth. You start off gentle, unsure. But once you hear him groaning, and straggled breath escaping his lips, it emboldens you. You take more sure bobs over his dick, you hold him bravely in your hand, the other one comes to rest on his hip. You press your tongue against the base of his member and swirl it around the tip, when you get to it, and make sure to add little pressure when you suck him back in. Clavis sighs and loses himself to your attention. He starts to bob his hips into your throat, making sure to be gentle.
His care fills you with affection, but right now, that's not what you need. You don't need him to be careful. You need him to show you just how much of a beast he is. The hand on his hip slides down his hip and over his pelvis, to cup his balls. You hear him inhale sharply, as you grasp his balls lightly. You begin to stroke them, and play with them gently. You release his member from your lips with a gentle pop over the tip. Blow a puff of gentle air over his member, before looking down. A trail of saliva between his tip and your lips. You lower your gaze and drag a languid lazy lick over his balls, up his member and back over his tip before you take in another assertive suck of cock. You pleasure him hungrily, encouraged by the quickening pace of his hips. You've lost sense of time, and now you're just letting him fuck your throat.
Before he loses himself, Clavis pushes you off his member. His breathing was heavy. Your breathing is heavy as well. He stares at you on your knees for a brief moment, before he pulls up. Your knees feel weak as you stand, topless in front of him. He slides to the edge, and begins to fumble with your skirt, as he takes another mouthful of your breast. The skirt falls to your ankles, suckles on a nipple. He moves his attention to the other breast, as plays with your underwear. His finger hooks on the hem where it meets your core. He trails a thumb over the fabric, sending a shiver down your spine.
He plays around there, before he places a hand on each hip and pulls the underwear down, letting them fall at your ankles as well. He pulls on your arm, pulling you back onto his hips. He stays sitting up and begins to unbutton his jacket. You watch carefully as he peels back all the layers of his clothing. Once he gets to his undershirt, he slows down his pace. His eyes catch yours and he grins at you. You take hold of his hands and pry them off, now fumbling with his buttons in a frenzy to undo them and peel the shirt off. You slide the shirt off his shoulders and they fall off his elbows onto the bed.
Clavis lies back, and pulls you up. You climb up to straddle his waist. He continues to pull on your hips. Your legs begin to tremble as you slowly realize what he is insinuating. You lift your hips up and clamber up his body, before your core is just on top of his face. "Good girl," he whispers before he twists his neck and pushes his lips against yours. Your hips buck, at the sensation of you being parted by his tongue. He holds on to your hips and starts pushing them, encouraging you to sway your hips back and before.
Your cheeks flush and you pant heavily as Clavis devours you, while you're on top of him. Once his tongue drags up your lips and onto your sensitive pearl, you cannot help but grind your hips deeper onto his mouth. He moans into you. You feel the puff of air breath out of his nostrils, it's warm. You begin to grind your hips in rhythm to his tongue lapping away at your pearl. You grip the bed sheets tightly. Your hips sway back and forth, uncomfortably trying to find the perfect angle for Clavis' tongue to hit your clit.
As the discomfort grows, your pace quickens. Clavis begins to suckle on your sensitive clit. It gets more and more sensitive, tender, attentive to each taste bud on his tongue. You cry out, now fully fucking Clavis' face. He turns his head to take you at a new angle and you arch your back into him. He continues to alternate between suckling and licking. You pant, "Cl-Clavis I-" pleasure chokes back your words. You take a fistful of his hair and pull on it, riding his tongue as you do.
You finish in Clavis' mouth. You see stars as he sucks you to satisfaction.
He lets go of you, and the both of you are panting. You fall onto your side onto the bed. Clavis sits up and begins massaging your thigh. Your heart is palpitating, you're still flush and hot, and you still have a burning desire deep inside you. There's still a yearning, an itch you can't scratch, clawing its way out of your belly.
As you think to yourself, Clavis pushes you onto your belly. He then tugs at your hips bringing you on your knees. You can hardly prepare, before Clavis slowly enters you. This new sensation feels deeper than usual. You feel him fill you entirely, you arch your back, backing into him. He hisses, unprepared for your sudden movement. He draws himself out of you, before pushing deep back into you. You repeat the same thing, reciprocating his thrust, by backing into him. Clavis draws out slowly, before pushing slowly one last time. He begins to quicken his pace, picking up speed as you try to match his thrusts but grinding your ass up against his cock.
He torques into you at a desperate pace, the both of your panting, uneven and desynched. One hand holds you by the hips, the other one reaches between your thighs and begins to play with your clit again. You cry out a ragged breath with pleasure. You begin to ride his alternating fingers. Clavis is gentle enough that it doesn't hurt you, but rough enough that it satisfies the overwhelming desire overtaking the both of you.
Clavis continues fucking your cunt, and you continue, to moan and sigh as you ride his finger rubbing your clit. The both of you allow all the frustration this aphrodisiac has caused to take over rational thought. What the two of you are doing to one another could hardly be called making love. You're two beasts, fucking one another, trying to derrive and give pleasure at the same time. You clench your walls tightly around Clavis, hoping it will help goad him on, and it does. He lets go of your hip, and brings his tight chest to your back. His hand grips the top of your hand, the other continues fucking your clit. He brings intentional thrusts into your pussy. His breathing, tangles between your hair over your ear.
He continues to pump himself into you, as he arches over you. You continue to wind your hips against his pelvis and clench your pussy with each time he enters. He fucks you with such fervor you're beginning to see stars again. You cry out when he drags a tongue over your neck. Your hips winding and grinding desperately, before finally you feel you climax wash over your body. It begins inside of you, where Clavis is pumping, then fills you to your head, giving you a dizzying headrush
Your chest collapses onto the pillow and your hips go limp. Clavis now grinds into your furiously, desperately hunting for his own climax. You groan as your raw pussy is abused, but you enjoy the feeling of him desiring you so badly. Clavis' thighs burn as desperately torques into you. The pressure builds inside him, culminating into his cock. He thrusts into you, following that feeling. It continues to build, itching, clawing itself to burst out of him. He pumps his hips desperately against before finally, he cries out, and sighs out your name in a deep exhale, as he finally finds his climax.
He collapses onto you, then rolls himself off you, so he spoons you gently. The consuming heat in the both of you finally begins to wear off, as if you had climaxed it into the other.
The both of you lie there, trying to catch your breath. You inch yourself close, pushing you back into Clavis' chest. He envelops you into his arms. You feel his forehead fall onto the crook of your neck, and you feel the vibrations of his gentle chuckling. "Now that was a rather fun experiment, wasn't it."
You know he's not asking a question. "I'd rather not do that again." You reply.
"Hmmm…" He purrs. "Really? I rather liked the lewd faces you made.
A new flush rushes up your cheeks and you bury your face into his forearms. How can he say something so embarrassing. "Don't make faces like that for anyone else, understand?"
"Of course not." You reply. You bring your face out of his arms and rest your cheek against his arm. You can't help but begin to get sleepy, in his arms and tired from your activity. "Stay with me, Clavis." You whisper tiredly.
"Of course, darling."