A/N: I know I said it might be May before I post again, but I've been waiting to post this for a long time and couldn't contain myself…

Tags: consensual mind control, multiple orgasms, oral sex, references to vaginal sex

Was Ga Eul having marathon sex?

Probably.

That's what Ga Eul got for dating a fox with unlimited stamina. They'd been at this for hours: a lengthy make-out session began as soon as they woke up; this was quickly followed by oral sex for both of them, then regular sex, then more kissing plus a brutal fingering for her. Rang teased her by making her watch him touch himself until he came, spraying his release on her breasts and stomach, and after a small break to clean up and hydrate, they went at it again, and a few minutes ago he'd cum inside her for the second time that morning. Or was it afternoon? The clock said afternoon. The air conditioning unit in Rang's bedroom was blasting in 'high power mode,' attempting to cool down their overheated bodies. Still, they clung to each other.

Right now, both of their heads rested on Rang's pillow, their noses almost touching. Rang had his arm around her, and she had her leg around him, both of them fully naked. Ga Eul had been taking birth control pills for a few weeks, but today she'd finally felt comfortable going without the additional protection of the condom; hence the sex-crazed morning. There really was no feeling like Rang's bare skin rubbing against hers, the mushroom tip of his cock brushing against her folds, then gliding inside her, slick with lube. And now, all she could feel were Rang's fingertips—ghosting over her scalp, running down her spine, dipping into the crease of her thigh, tracing the fresh bruises on her neck…She matched him, brushing the sharp lines of his collarbone and his ab muscles and his scar. Occasionally, she flicked his nipples with her thumb, and he grunted a little but didn't tell her to stop.

Ga Eul's body ached all over from being rubbed and bitten and put in punishing positions; everything from her clit to her nipples to her mouth felt swollen and sensitive and sore, and yet she still wanted more of it: sex, or cuddling, or all the acts in between. The logical side of her brain told her she'd spent half the day in bed already; the other side told her she had half a day left to stay in bed, kissing Rang and touching him and staring at his handsome face and his mischievous eyes that looked back at her so fondly. She loved that magnificent face—the dimples that formed when he smirked; the skin so smooth and soft it looked unworldly; the red-tinted lips; the two distinct eyes; the sharp nose; the strong jaw; those dark, expressive eyebrows that spoke a language all their own...

"You're a really sweet fox," Ga Eul mumbled, pressing her palm to his cheek.

Rang screwed his face up, and there went those eyebrows again, moving on their own accord.

"Don't tell anyone that."

"Of course, I won't. I want you all to myself." She smiled and kissed the tip of his nose.

"No. I want you all to myself." Rang growled and tugged her closer to him, squeezing her hip; his possessiveness made Ga Eul's stomach turn somersaults, and she giggled. Of course, he'd always been possessive, but now Ga Eul knew it was because he loved her—he loved her! And, in addition to being her soulmate, he'd even saved her in her previous life.

"I love you," Ga Eul whispered.

"I love you too," Rang replied, kissing her forehead. "So...what are we doing now, my little human?" Rang ran his fingertips up Ga Eul's leg, the one that was draped over his waist.

Ga Eul shivered. She loved it when he called her his little human—he said it so possessively, yet tenderly. His voice felt like a hug.

"Hmmm...You can tell me what to do. I like it when you boss me around."

"I know. Why can't you be like that all the time?" Rang fisted his hand in her hair and tugged playfully on its roots.

"Because you'd get too out of hand. Someone needs to rein you in sometimes." Ga Eul ran her fingers through his hair, rubbing circles on his scalp.

"And you think you can do that?"

"Can't I?"

"No."

"No?"

"Not a chance. Let's go another round," he said, grinning.

"Okay. But after that let's eat samgyeopsal," Ga Eul insisted, deciding to be the voice of reason. "I'm starving."

"I'm not listening to you," Rang answered petulantly. "But I'm hungry too, so that's fine."

Ga Eul smiled and pressed a soft kiss to Rang's lips, which he returned just as softly.

His gaze lingered on her face for a moment.

Suddenly, Rang flipped her onto her back, all softness vanishing, and declared he was going to have dessert first. Parting her legs, he laid himself down between them. He held her by the waist with one hand and spread her folds open with his other hand.

"You're going to cum even harder this time," he promised, his eyes glinting as he held her folds open and flicked his tongue over her exposed clit. The little nub throbbed painfully, but a spark of desire shot through her. Making Rang pause for a moment, Ga Eul propped her upper body up with pillows so she could watch him, glad he'd left his fox eye out in the open for the first time; she'd asked to see it earlier, and he hadn't hidden it away directly afterward. Now the fiery eye made him look even more lustful as he inspected her well-used cunt.

"You can do things to me, but I don't think I can cum again," Ga Eul warned him. She'd already surpassed her daily record; besides, she was incredibly sore.

But she wanted to cum again. She wanted to endure the soreness. She just...she liked it too much when Rang manipulated her body. It had become a guilty pleasure she never wanted to live without.

"You told me I can tell you what to do." Rang rested his chin on her stomach. "I'm telling you to cum."

"Well, yes, but that's...that's not something I can do on demand," Ga Eul noted regretfully. Although she had heard of other people doing that...in her reading...

Rang pouted.

"But I like it when you cum."

"You mean you like that you can make me cum."

Rang shrugged.

"It's all the same to you, isn't it?"

Ga Eul chuckled.

"Fine. You can try, but I'm not promising anything...Oh, and could you be extra gentle this time?"

"Wasn't I extra gentle last time?" Rang asked; he drew his tongue slowly and tenderly over her folds.

"Yes, well…" Ga Eul blushed. "Even more gentle."

"I swear, I don't know how humans survive," Rang noted, but it didn't seem like a complaint, not when he immediately dipped his head down and kissed up and down her folds delicately, his touch feather-light. He blew on them, hot air that tingled her clit and made her sink her fingers into his hair and clutch it tightly.

She hummed in appreciation. Rang knew how to stroke her in just the right way, his tongue roaming over her entrance, then delving inside. He circled her clit with his tongue, not pressing on it, just moving over and around it as if it were an ice cream he was licking. It hurt, but it felt so good. When he got around to sucking her clit—gently, as she'd requested, though perhaps not on the lowest setting—her body grew warm and feverish with desire. Though her clit stung, she tried to bear it. He peppered her clit with tiny kisses, and her nipples tingled, begging to be touched despite their tenderness. Ga Eul ghosted her fingers over them.

Rang pressed his face into her cunt and breathed deeply. She wondered if he could taste and smell himself there, where he'd been connected with her earlier.

Suddenly, he lifted his head up.

"I have an idea," he announced with a grin, his eyes shining wickedly.

"What is it?" Ga Eul asked, eager for his mouth to go back to where it was, despite feeling that it was way too much. His lips were wet; her cunt was swollen.

"I can make you cum," he teased, lifting his eyebrows playfully.

"Didn't we already have this discussion?"

"No, I mean...I can make you cum." His fox eye appeared to glow brighter; he had that manic look that she hadn't seen in a while, the one that made him look like the serial killer she knew he was.

"I know," she managed with a shaky laugh.

"No." Rang shook his head slowly. He was salivating over something she couldn't see. "Not like that." His voice rumbled deep in his throat, a seductive purr.

Rubbing his thumb over her lips, Rang swept his gaze over her face, his fox eye more startling up close. Ga Eul couldn't stop staring at it.

His fox eye.

Not like that.

Ga Eul blinked, suddenly understanding.

She wet her lips.

"Y-you can do that...with your mind?"

"Of course. I mean, it wouldn't have worked with any of my other partners, so I've never done it before, but you're human." Rang smiled. "It only makes sense that I can. Would you like to try?" He shoved the question at her, and she could practically hear his unspoken thoughts: say yes, say yes, say yes.

"Yes," Ga Eul answered back automatically, trapped in Rang's nine-tailed fox spell—well, not an actual spell of his, but that magnetism that lingered about him almost lazily. As if he couldn't help but be compelling. But god, when he tried to compel her…

"Excellent," Rang drawled out the word, breaking into another grin. He pressed his open mouth to her center and kissed her folds sloppily...noisily…as if he wanted to eat his fill of her before he made her fall apart.

When he finished french kissing her down there, he sat up and removed the pillows from behind her and laid her flat on the bed, where he hovered over her on his elbows, his lower body resting on hers. Taking her hands in his, he pinned them above her head and laced their fingers together, as he did when fucking her in a similar position.

"Are you ready?"

Ga Eul nodded.

"Say 'yes' or 'no.'"

"Yes," she whispered, and Rang grabbed her jaw, holding it still.

"Look into my eyes," he commanded, his voice a rich, dark velvet, and Ga Eul stared into them—those fathomless pools of power, one a dark well and one an endless flame. His eyes were truly bewitching to behold; even if he hadn't been holding her chin in place, she couldn't have looked away.

"Tell me what you want."

"Hmm?"

"Tell me you want to cum."

"I...I want to cum," Ga Eul echoed softly.

"Hmm...Now tell me you want me to make you cum."

Ga Eul blushed crimson and wanted to hide her face but obediently whispered, "I want you to make me cum."

Rang's mouth twisted in a smirk.

"I'm going to grant your wish, my little human," he announced cockily, and Ga Eul felt a deep tingling sensation spread out from her belly, as though she were slipping into an ocean of touch, as though her nerve endings were being set aflame one by one across her body. Her core pulsed with so much need that her chest tightened, and she dug her heels into the mattress, grinding her pelvis wantonly against Rang's heavy cock that was nestled between her legs. His piercing eyes bore into hers, his lone fox eye sporting a predatory gleam.

Suddenly, a wave crashed into her, and she was swept under. Spasm after spasm seized her body, rippling through her stomach and down to her core; her thigh muscles contracted, and her cunt clenched on air, over and over and over again. She wasn't sure if she was having multiple orgasms or one larger one with multiple peaks, but every end was only the beginning of a higher crest. She squeezed her eyes shut as the waves of pleasure didn't stop coming; her ears rang; she shook; she panted, her mouth agape, her breaths shallow and ragged. Rang released his grip on her hands, and she flailed helplessly, unable to ground herself. By the time the world stilled, she was burning up from the exertion and more dizzy than she could ever remember being. It took her a few moments before she could even properly open her eyes. Her muscles had gone limp, but she felt Rang cradling her head. She had felt his body marginally, on the blurred edges of her senses, throughout the euphoric experience—first, he'd released his grip on her hands; then, he'd lifted off of her. As she opened her eyes, she realized he was lying next to her on his side.

Ga Eul expected to see him gloating over her with a self-satisfied smile. She expected him to say something like 'I told you I could do it. Of course, I can. I'm a fox.' Instead, Rang wore an expression of disbelief, like he hadn't expected her to actually cum, or, at least, not that hard. Truthfully, Ga Eul wouldn't have believed him if he'd told her he could make her cum that hard.

"Are you okay?" he asked, furrowing his brows. His fox eye had disappeared.

"Th-that was...amazing," Ga Eul managed in her exhaustion.

"You liked it?"

Ga Eul nodded, smiling.

"Why didn't you show me that before?" she asked. "I feel so dizzy." She felt like she was floating on a cloud. A giggle escaped her mouth, then another, then another, until she couldn't stop giggling.

"You're crying." He touched her cheek, and she realized her face was wet. She supposed she had been crying—how embarrassing. She felt wetter than usual down there, and as Rang helped her sit up, she saw why. There was a huge soaked spot on Rang's comforter.

Had she done that? Ga Eul blushed deeper.

Rang gave her a worried look, and she realized he was waiting for her to say something. Gone was the psychotic fox, replaced with her caring boyfriend.

"I'm fine," she replied, swiping her hand across her cheek. "Really. It was just sort of intense."

"Sort of? I thought I'd broken you," he noted uneasily.

Ga Eul laughed.

"I'm not that easy to break."

Rang didn't look convinced.

"Do you want to know what it feels like?"

He nodded.

"First you get lightheaded, and everything gets kind of fuzzy. It feels like you're floating on top of water, and slowly you get pulled under it until all you can feel is the water. You know how right before you go to sleep, you're awake and yet you're already dreaming? It feels like that, like you're half-awake. Or half-aware. But that's just right at first. Then the orgasm hits you, and it's like being jerked way down into the bottom of the ocean. It wasn't bad. It was just really sudden and really intense. I mean, I expected to feel something, but I was feeling everything all at once, and it was kind of overwhelming. But I liked it. I really did."

Ga Eul wondered if she'd just opened Pandora's box; maybe there were other things Rang could do to her that way...She didn't know what those things would be, but...god, if they were anything like what she'd just experienced…

"You liked it?" Rang repeated, still appearing unconvinced.

Ga Eul placed her hands on his cheeks.

"I loved it." She smiled. "Just maybe next time...if we could ease into it a little more...Could you make it a little bit—"

"Gentler?" Rang asked, raising a knowing eyebrow.

Ga Eul nodded, and Rang finally smiled, seeming to accept that she was okay.

"Are you sure you want to do it again? You don't have to."

"But I want you to do it to me." Ga Eul pouted. "I like you being inside my head."

Rang laughed.

"Really? Why?"

"It makes me feel really close to you."

"You also said that about my cock being inside you."

Ga Eul blushed.

"Well, anyway...they're both true," she confessed, flustered.

Rang's dark gaze roamed over her face, studying her intently.

After a pause, he answered, "In that case, I'll make it suitable for your human tastes next time. But you know what this means, don't you?" The mischievous glint reappeared in his eyes.

"What?"

Rang lazily trailed his fingertip up the inside of her thigh, his expression somehow warm and psychotic at the same time.

"I can make you cum anywhere, whenever I want, without ever touching you," he advised her, and Ga Eul swore her muscles didn't have another orgasm in them, but her body responded all the same.