Sensitivity, sweat, being in heat, breeding, overstimulation
Owen was in the library putting a book away when Jester wandered in quietly. They gently wrapped their arms around Owen, and pressed their face into his back. Owen smiled and turned to face them.
"Hi baby." Jester rested their forehead against his chest and didn't look up. "Baby?" Owen put his hand against their cheek and paused. "Jes, you're really warm, are you ok?" Jester looked up and shook their head. Their face was flushed and their bangs were sticking to their forehead.
"I-I'm.." They looked back down, and gripped Owen's shirt. Owen smiled.
"Baby. C'mon. What's the matter?" Owen tilted their face to look at him and they pressed against his hand.
"I'm really hot." Owen put his hands on their hips and pulled them closer.
"And why do you think that is?" He slid his hands down their thighs, and they jumped. "Do you think you're in-"
"Nonononono!" Jester interrupted, shaking their head. "D-don't say it."
"Why not?" Owen grabbed their ass, and they failed to stifle a yelp.
"It's embarrassing." They looked away, but still gripped his shirt with shaking hands.
"Awe, are you embarrassed that you're in heat, kitten?" Jester screwed their eyes closed and pushed their face into his chest.
"Shut up." They muttered against his body. Owen grabbed their face and pulled their face close to his.
"If you keep talking to me like that, I'm not going to help you." Jester's eyes widened and they shook their head wildly.
"No, no please, I'm sorry, it won't happen again baby, I swear!" Owen raised an eyebrow and cocked his head to the side.
"Is that what you call me?" Jester's heart stopped.
"It won't happen again, master." Jester said quietly. Owen leaned down and kissed them gently. They moaned against his lips and pressed their body against him, wrapping their arms around his neck. Owen ran his hands over their body, every tug of fabric sending a shiver down Jester's spine. Their body felt like it was on fire. Their shirt was nearly soaked through, and they could feel wet dripping down their legs. Owen pulled away and kissed their neck. They were breathing heavily as he peppered their neck with kisses, and they moaned when he scraped his teeth over their collarbone.
Their head was swimming and their legs started to tremble. Owen pulled away and bent down, gently picking them up. They yelped, and gripped his shoulders as he carried them upstairs. He gently put them on the bed, and climbed on after them. They tackled him, straddling his lap and grinding their hips against him.
"Slow down, kitten." Owen said, laughing. They were so fucking desperate, every time they ground themselves against his thigh it felt like an electric shock was shooting through their stomach. They were so over heated, their body shone with sweat. Owen pulled off their shirt, and they fell back. Jester groped desperately at their shorts, which were already soaked through with wet. Owen gripped the waistband and pulled them off. He tossed them to the side and put his hands on their knees, pushing them apart. Their clit was swollen and throbbing, and the insides of their thighs were slick. "You're so perfect, kitten." Owen said quietly. He reached forward and slid two fingers into their dripping pussy, and they moaned loudly, arching their back.
He was going slowly, scissoring his fingers inside them gently, but every touch felt like his hands were searing hot. Sweat dripped down their trembling thighs as the room filled with desperate whines for more.
"M-masterrr" They groaned, pushing themselves upright with shaking arms. "I need you inside me, pleeeaaase." Owen pulled his fingers out and held them out to Jester. They eagerly took them in their mouth and sucked them, licking them clean. Owen pulled off his clothes and crawled on top of Jester, admiring how small they looked beneath him. Owen pushed them back so they were laying on their pillows and smiled.
"Get comfortable, we're gonna be here for a while." Owen said, his breath hot against their neck. Jester shivered, their heart pounding in their ears. He ran his hands over their body, gently caressing their thighs, their hips, their waist. He slid his hands up their stomach and onto their chest, gently playing with their tits. They arched their back and moaned, squeezing their eyes shut. He swiped a thumb over their nipple and they yelped.
"B-be gentle." Jester whispered, looking up at him pleadingly. "I'm really sensitive." Owen smiled and moved back, leaning down.
"Good to know." He said, and wrapped his lips round their nipple, still playing with the other one. Jester gripped his hair and moaned, their voice shaking. Owen swirled his tongue around them, and bit down.
"Nonono, be gentlllleeee!" They yelped, and he let go, sitting up and smiling. Their body was trembling, desperate for touch as they looked up at him. Their face was red and their eyes were unfocused. He put his hands on their thighs and spread them, pressing his thumbs into the soft skin. They whined and leaned into his touch.
"You're so pink and perfect, kitten." He said, admiring their wet lips and swollen clit. Their pussy was dripping, and wet was already pooling on the sheets. He leaned down and licked their slit gently, his mouth filing with their wet. They moaned, and squeezed his head between their thighs, keeping him from pulling away. He ate them out slowly, savoring their taste. The quiet room filled with wet sloshing and Jester's quiet whimpers. Owen stopped and looked at their swollen, purple clit. He wrapped his lips around it, and Jester's hips bucked. He could feel it throb against his tongue as he traced circles around it, sucking gently. They gripped his hair roughly and threw their head back, moaning his name over and over like a prayer.
"Fffuck, don't stop!" They whimpered, and Owen sped up, rubbing his teeth against it while he sucked. "Baby, I'm close, I'm close, I'm clooossseeeee!"Their legs started to tremble and they arched their back, hips bucking. Their mouth opened in a silent scream and their body shook, cum squirting out of their pussy and all over Owen's face. He pulled away and rubbed gentle circles around their clit as they came down, breaths slowing.
He leaned in to kiss them, and they put a hand on his cheek. Jester sat up and licked his face, cleaning their cum off his cheek. Their breath was not against his face as they licked him clean, playing with their cum in their mouth as they did so. He kissed them, and he put his hands on their waist, pulling them upright and onto his lap. His cock pressed against their stomach, and they gently rubbed their body against it. They could feel it throbbing against them, and their mouth watered.
"Inside me, please!" They moaned against Owen's lips, rubbing their pussy against it. Owen pulled away and cupped their cheek. They nuzzled against his hand, and gently bit his thumb.
"Was once not enough, kitten?" He said, pressing his thumb against their tongue. Jester shook their head and looked up at him pleadingly. He pulled his thumb away and smiled.
"I need it, master. I need it inside me, please!" Owen squeezed their ass, digging his hails into their skin.
"Need what?" Jester pouted and rutted their hips against him.
"I need your cum, master! I need you to fill me up! I need you to breed me!" Owen pulled them in and kissed them, the taste of their own cum still on their lips. They ground their hips against him, rubbing their pussy against his thigh, desperate for friction.
"You really can't control yourself when you're in heat, can you?" Jester shivered, and shook their head, looking down. "Awe, are you embarrassed when I talk to you like that?"
"Mmm." Owen grabbed their face and made them look up at him.
"Use your words, kitten." Their heart pounded in their ears.
"Y-yes." Owen let go and smiled.
"Good." Owen wrapped his hands around their waist, and lifted them until their pussy was right above the head of his dick. They swayed their hips, rubbing their lips against him. Their wet was dripping down his cock as he slowly pulled them down, watching as their stomach bulged bigger and bigger the more they took. They moaned loudly, arching their back as he filled them up. Their pussy stretched around him, painfully tight. They gripped his shoulders and pressed their forehead into the crook of his neck. He grabbed their ass and stated moving them, lifting them up and pulling them back down, almost fucking himself with their pussy. They tried to move in time with him, but their legs were shaking so much they could barely support their own weight. It felt like they were melting, like every touch of Owen's body against theirs was searing hot. They couldn't muster a coherent sentence, their head was swimming.
Owen was sensitive after teasing Jester for so long, and could already feel himself getting close. He pushed them back down onto the bed and stared at them as he fucked them. Their legs were wrapped around his waist, their tits bouncing and their stomach bulging. Their tongue lolled and drool dripped down their chin onto their chest.
"M-masterrr!" Jester whined, desperately gripping the sheets with shaking hands. "I'm-I'm close!" Jester's voice was hoarse. "Fill me up, please!" Owen pulled out and flipped them over onto their stomach. They lifted their ass into the air and arched their back, spreading their knees. "Please master! I need it!" Owen rammed his cock into their aching pussy. They screamed as their pussy stretched, his dick hitting their sweet spot with every thrust. Their toes curled and they threw their head back, screaming Owen's name. Their pussy clenched down around him as they came, and Owen pulled out, watching as their cum dripped out and down their thighs, mixing with their sweat and pooling on the mattress.
They collapsed to the side, breathing heavily. Owen leaned down and brushed their hair out of their face.
"Think you can go one more time?" He asked. They shivered and nodded, sitting up slowly. Owen sat back against the headboard and pulled them onto his lap again. He slid into them easily, and they moaned against his neck. He continued his rough pace, fucking them relentlessly.
"I need your cum, master." Jester moaned, their hips bucking. Owen reached between their legs and pressed his fingers against their clit. They yelped, and he could feel their pussy clench around him. His legs stated trembling as he got closer, trying to milk himself with their pussy.
"I-I'm close." He moaned, tilting his head back. Jester bucked their hips against his fingers, still rubbing circles around their clit.
"Please master!" Jester moaned. They opened their mouth to say something, but couldn't. Their eyes rolled back and they moaned Owen's name as their body spasmed, their pussy squeezing around Owen as they came again. Their pussy clenched down and Owen moaned, filling their pussy with cum. Their pussy clenched down, milking him dry as his thrusts slowed, his thighs shaking. He pulled out and his cum poured out of them, onto the bed.
Jester slumped against him, breathing heavily.
"Thank you." They whimpered.
Owen stroked their hair, brushing it out of their face.
"Anything for you, my precious little kitten."
