Degradation, overuse, squirting, messy sex, daddy/kitten, multiple rounds, overstimulaiton


Jester was laying on the floor of their studio, trying not to start breaking things. They had just finished a project and their software crashed. Again. To keep themselves from flipping out they put on the loudest song they knew. They could feel it vibrating the floor, making their vision blurry.

Then, it stopped. They looked up and Owen was standing at their computer, finger on the space bar.

"You're gonna hurt your ears doing that, babe." He said, brow furrowed. Jester continued to look at the ceiling. "Babe? You alright?" They shook their head. "Did it crash again?" They nodded. "Do you want something to get your mind off it?" They paused and sat up.

"Why, what are you thinking about?" Owen smiled. It was a cute, sideways smile that always meant he was thinking about something he shouldn't be.

"I think you know exactly what I'm thinking about." Jester's heart fluttered. They stood and walked over to Owen, wrapping their arms around his neck, and leaning in for a kiss. Owen grabbed their ass and lifted them, so their legs wrapped around his waist.

"Aaah! Babe, what are you doing?" Jester laughed as he carried them to the overstuffed couch pushed into the corner of the studio.

He placed them down gently and leaned in to kiss them, arms on either side, hands resting on the back of the couch behind them, pinning them in place. They stayed like this for god knows how long, kisses growing increasingly heated. They were both out of breath.

Jester pulled away, and they couldn't help but stare. He was so tall, and his lips were so perfect and his eyes-

Jester inhaled sharply. His eyes were half open and there was a hungry, nearly animalistic gleam in them. As if he was seconds away from snapping and devouring them. Jester shivered as he leaned back in. He nibbled Jes's lip, and their breath hitched. "You like that baby?" He said, smiling. Jes averted their gaze, face flushing. He gently grabbed their chin, forcing them to look at him. "Answer me, loverboy." Jester's heart stopped and their stomach did a flip. They loved it when Owen called them that, and he knew it.

"I do, daddy." Owen kept a straight face, but they could see his cheeks flush a little. He took a step back and crouched down. He gently pulled them forward so they were perched on the edge of the couch, their pussy inches away from his face. They let out a little whimper and moved their hips, motioning for him to keep going. He obliged, tugging off their shorts and underwear.

The look on his face as he looked at them made Jester's heart stop. He looked them up and down, taking in every inch of their face, their body, their legs, their dripping pussy. He licked the inside of their thigh, eliciting a whimper. Then he suddenly bit down, hard. His sharp teeth sank into the pale flesh of their leg just deep enough to draw blood. They cried out in ecstasy, feeling like a bolt of electricity was shooting through their entire body.

He gently licked the wound, peppering it with kisses. Jester was squirming under him, every touch shooting pleasure through their body as their chest heaved with shaky breaths.

"You're so beautiful." Owen said, and Jester's face flushed.

"Sh-shut up." They muttered, covering their face with their hands.

"Baby." He said, pulling their hands away from their face. His hands wrapped all the way around theirs. It made their heart flutter, thinking about how vulnerable they were right now. "What did you say to me?" His voice was gravelly, and Jes shivered.

"N-nothing daddy." Owen nodded.

"Thats what I thought."

Owen spread their knees and leaned in, dragging his tongue across the length of their slit. They whimpered, letting out a breath they hadn't realized they were holding. They weaved their fingers into his long brown hair, gently tugging as he ate them out. Every time they tugged he had to keep from moaning. And they smelled so amazing, every wet sloshing noise his tongue made inside of them made his cock throb painfully against his pants.

He experimentally flicked his tongue across their clit and their legs spasmed as they tugged his hair.

"You like that, loverboy?" Jesters stomach flip flopped, and they let out a little moan.

"Y-yes." Owen raised an eyebrow.

"Yes what?"

"Yes daddy." Jester mumbled, looking away.

"Good boy."

He slid two fingers inside of them and started to curl them back towards himself, over and over. Jester's eyes rolled back, their back arching. He kept going as aggressively as he could, and after a few moments he wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked. They let out a strangled cry, their hips bucking as they gripped his hair like their life depended on it.

"Fuckfuckfuck just like that, daddy!" Owen's cock throbbed. He was leaking through his pants, he was so hard it hurt.

He pulled his fingers out and brought them to their mouth. They were dripping with Jester's wet, and they obediently took them into their mouth and sucked on them. They licked them clean, not leaving any behind.

It didn't take long before they came. It hit them out of nowhere.

They let out a shriek, their body seizing and legs spasming. White hot ecstasy coursed through their body, and all they could see was stars. They squirted and Owen tried to drink it up, but there was so much that it dripped down his chin and pooled on the floor.

He pulled away, marveling at what he saw. Jester lay back on the couch, face flushed, drool running down their chin as they drew in rattling breaths. Their shirt was soaked with sweat and their legs were still trembling, the bite mark, a deep red contrasted against their pale skin. They sat up a little, reached between their legs, and spread their dripping lips for him. Owen looked up, and Jester looked pleadingly up at him.

"Please, daddy." They whimpered. "I need it."

Owen stripped and sat on the couch next to them, lifting them and putting him on his lap like they weighed nothing. They leaned in for a kiss as they positioned themselves over his cock, but he was running short on patience. He thrust up, and watched as their eyes rolled back and they moaned loudly, calling out his name.

"Fuck! Fuck, daddy, yes!" They leaned back and peeled off their shirt, tossing it to the side as they bounced up and down. They hadn't done this in days, and they were already taking his entire dick. Their eyes were rolled back and their mouth hanging open as their stomach bulged with each thrust.

It felt like they kept this up for ages, the wet slapping and the lustful moans the only noises in the room.

Jester started to get tired, they were moving slower and slumping forward, shaky hands clutching his shoulders for support. Owen grabbed their ass and started lifting them and slamming them back down, like a toy. They began to shake and their pussy clenched around his dick. They let out the most sinful moan Owen had ever heard as they came for a second time, juices dripping out and coating both of their thighs. Owen kept thrusting into them though, and their nails dug into his shoulders. He felt heat coiling in his stomach, and had to bite his tongue to keep from moaning. He was so fucking close.

"D-daddy, slow down!" They cried as he continued to thrust. "I'm too sensitive!" Owen grabbed them by the throat, squeezing gently.

"Don't tell me what to do, slut. You're my toy, and I do what I want with you. Understand?" They nodded, eyes rolling back.

"Yes, yes daddy." He pulled out with a wet pop, and they moaned at the absence. Owen stood and lifted them to their feet.

"C'mon. Let's go to the bedroom." He turned and took a few steps, but Jes grabbed his wrist.

They turned to face the arm of the couch, and while looking over their shoulder, they leaned over. Their feet on the floor, they rested their stomach on the arm of the couch and placed their hands flat on the cushions. They shifted their feet and spread their legs. Their pussy was dripping wet, coating the inside of their thighs and dripping onto the floor. "Please." They whined. "I need it inside me." They touched themselves Owen watched, they slid a finger in and out of their pussy, making wet sloshing noises. "Please."

"You're such a good little slut." He said in a husky voice, walking over and grabbing their ass.

"Anything for you, daddy." Owen slid his fingers into their pussy, and covered his cock with their wet, then lined himself up with their asshole. He slowly pushed in and Jester let out a long breathy moan, clutching at the couch cushions. They were so fucking tight. He could barely move inside of them, their asshole clenched down around him. He pulled out so only the tip was still inside, and slammed into them as far as he could go.

Their back arched, their thighs spasmed, and he felt them squirt all over his legs as they came a third time. They were so sensitive, they could feel everything. Owen's hot breath against their back, his cock throbbing inside of them as he thrust, their cum dripping down their legs.

Owen couldn't help but moan as he fucked them, their tight ass squeezing around his cock as they cried his name. He was so close it hurt, and his thrusts were getting sloppy as he desperately wanted, needed, to finish

"F-fuck, Jes. I'm close." He grunted. "Can I- fuuck" He couldn't even finish his sentence.

"Yes, daddy." Jes whimpered. "Fucking fill me with your cum daddy! Please!" He let out a long breathy moan as stars filled his vision.

Ropes of cum coated Jes's insides as he came, his thrusts getting slower and slower, until he finally pulled out. His cum dripped out of them and down their thighs, mixing with the puddle of their cum already on the floor.

Jes stood, and immediately stumbled back, laughing.

"fuUCK!" They laughed as Owen caught them. He carried them to the couch and sat, gently putting them on his lap. They wrapped their arms around his torso and pressed their face into his chest, struggling to catch their breath.

The two of them sat there for what felt like hours, just enjoying the feeling of skin against skin.