I'm so glad you guys like this! Here's the last of it. I wanted to post it sooner but I was delayed.
He ran his middle finger up the length of her clothed slit, slowly teasing her before he dipped his hand beneath the hem of her smalls. Cicero was infinitely pleased when he discovered she was dripping wet from his ministrations, he slid his fingers inside of her as he stroked her swollen bud with his thumb. Eira sighed and ground against his hand, her soft murmurs eliciting a string of giggles from Cicero. "Listener, my Listener... You make such pretty noises for Cicero."
Cicero withdrew his hand, humming as he sucked her wetness from his fingers. Eager to taste more of her, he hooked his fingers under the hem of her smalls and slid them off with ease. He positioned himself between her legs, nudging them further apart and thoroughly enjoying the view he was granted. His Listener's legs shamelessly spread before him, giving him an uninhibited view of her glistening sex.
He ran his hands over her thighs as he bowed before her, running his tongue along the length of her slit and reveling in her taste. Cicero pushed his face further into her, lapping at her sex almost reverently. He placed one hand on her hip, inserting the fingers of his other hand into her hot core as his tongue relentlessly assaulted her swollen bud. Cicero worked Eira into a frenzy, lapping and sucking until she was mewling his name. Her fingers were wound into his hair, and her thighs began to twitch signaling that she was nearing her release.
Her inner walls clenched around his fingers, hands fisted in his hair, growling his name as she finally reached her peak. Cicero sat up, licking his lips as he watched Eira catch her breath. She looked amazing, body flushed from arousal, glistening with oil, and completely undone.
"Did Cicero do well, my Listener?"
"Oh yes, very well." Eira gazed at him through heavy-lidded eyes, pleased when she noticed his erection pressing against his trousers, just waiting to be released. "Cicero..."
"My Listener?"
Deciding that simply showing him what she wanted would be infinitely more fun than telling him, Eira sat up, gently grasped his trousers and slid them past his hips, just enough to free his erection. She hummed her approval as she ran her fingertips along his swollen length. Her fingers closed around his member, gently gliding toward the tip, twisting slightly before running back down his turgid shaft. Cicero roughly grabbed her shoulders to steady himself as she milked him, his strong grip leaving pink lines on Eira's skin.
Delirious with pleasure and need, he shuddered, murmuring incoherent litanies as she worked him closer to his impending release. A coil had wound itself tighter and tighter within him, before finally snapping and flooding his body with electric pleasure. Cicero keened as he came in frenzied, shuddering spurts. His hips snapped against her fist as his seed spilled from him, covering her hand in viscid heat. A soft, low groan bubbled past his lips as he buried his face in the crook of her neck. Eira cradled him in her arms, kissing the top of his head as he gasped for breath, trembling with the aftershocks of his orgasm.
"Thank you, my Listener. Cicero does not deserve such kindness."
"Oh, hush, don't be so coy."
Cicero giggled and pulled her closer, his mind far too gauzy to formulate a witty retort. Eira smirked and slumped back on the bed with Cicero, her body was still slick with oil while his was sticky with sweat. Too exhausted and far too satisfied to care, they drifted off to sleep, nestled in each others arms.
F!Dragonborn/Cicero - "Touch" 3/3
He ran his middle finger up the length of her clothed slit, slowly teasing her before he dipped his hand beneath the hem of her smalls. Cicero was infinitely pleased when he discovered she was dripping wet from his ministrations, he slid his fingers inside of her as he stroked her swollen bud with his thumb. Eira sighed and ground against his hand, her soft murmurs eliciting a string of giggles from Cicero. "Listener, my Listener... You make such pretty noises for Cicero."
Cicero withdrew his hand, humming as he sucked her wetness from his fingers. Eager to taste more of her, he hooked his fingers under the hem of her smalls and slid them off with ease. He positioned himself between her legs, nudging them further apart and thoroughly enjoying the view he was granted. His Listener's legs shamelessly spread before him, giving him an uninhibited view of her glistening sex.
He ran his hands over her thighs as he bowed before her, running his tongue along the length of her slit and reveling in her taste. Cicero pushed his face further into her, lapping at her sex almost reverently. He placed one hand on her hip, inserting the fingers of his other hand into her hot core as his tongue relentlessly assaulted her swollen bud. Cicero worked Eira into a frenzy, lapping and sucking until she was mewling his name. Her fingers were wound into his hair, and her thighs began to twitch signaling that she was nearing her release.
Her inner walls clenched around his fingers, hands fisted in his hair, growling his name as she finally reached her peak. Cicero sat up, licking his lips as he watched Eira catch her breath. She looked amazing, body flushed from arousal, glistening with oil, and completely undone.
"Did Cicero do well, my Listener?"
"Oh yes, very well." Eira gazed at him through heavy-lidded eyes, pleased when she noticed his erection pressing against his trousers, just waiting to be released. "Cicero..."
"My Listener?"
Deciding that simply showing him what she wanted would be infinitely more fun than telling him, Eira sat up, gently grasped his trousers and slid them past his hips, just enough to free his erection. She hummed her approval as she ran her fingertips along his swollen length. Her fingers closed around his member, gently gliding toward the tip, twisting slightly before running back down his turgid shaft. Cicero roughly grabbed her shoulders to steady himself as she milked him, his strong grip leaving pink lines on Eira's skin.
Delirious with pleasure and need, he shuddered, murmuring incoherent litanies as she worked him closer to his impending release. A coil had wound itself tighter and tighter within him, before finally snapping and flooding his body with electric pleasure. Cicero keened as he came in frenzied, shuddering spurts. His hips snapped against her fist as his seed spilled from him, covering her hand in viscid heat. A soft, low groan bubbled past his lips as he buried his face in the crook of her neck. Eira cradled him in her arms, kissing the top of his head as he gasped for breath, trembling with the aftershocks of his orgasm.
"Thank you, my Listener. Cicero does not deserve such kindness."
"Oh, hush, don't be so coy."
Cicero giggled and pulled her closer, his mind far too gauzy to formulate a witty retort. Eira smirked and slumped back on the bed with Cicero, her body was still slick with oil while his was sticky with sweat. Too exhausted and far too satisfied to care, they drifted off to sleep, nestled in each others arms.