165 Vol. 3 pt. 35 Patch 6.0: A Royal Meal (2/2)

Fenrir pulls head away just enough to look up at her face and to talk without being muffled. ”What? Did you cum already?” he asks.

Nell, with her face still covered, nods her head.

Knowing that she already came just from him hardly doing anything makes him want to make her orgasm even more.

Fenrir returns his mouth and tongue to her clit. His actions are much faster and more forceful than they were just a few seconds ago, and it does not take long for Nell to start moaning and shaking while atop him.

”I – Fen, I – I already, nngh, I'm still—!” Nell moans just before her hips start crazily shaking on top of him once more. She may have been trying to warn him to stop, but Fenrir doesn't get that message as thighs grip his head as tightly as they can as if never wanting him to stop.

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He figures that was her second orgasm. As soon as she's calmed down and relaxed her thighs a bit, he slightly repositions his mouth to get into the perfect angle for what he is about to do next. With his tongue having found where her entrance is, his mouth rests directly in front of it so that he can push his tongue as deep into her as it can go.

One of his hands stays resting on her rear while his other hand reaches around to the front to give her clit some attention with a couple of his fingers now that his tongue isn't. Between his tongue spreading her tight passage and licking all over between her inner walls, his fingers rapidly rub her clit from side-to-side.

Nell's moans turn from incomprehensible words into his name over and over and over again as she gets closer and closer to her third climax.

All of this stimulation is too much for her to handle. Whether she realizes it or not, she presses her crotch down against his face even harder now which only adds to her pleasure.

It also adds to Fenrir realizing that he can't breathe. With her thighs locking his head into position and her suffocating him with her crotch, there is no room for breathing. He has to hurry up and make her cum again so that he can pull back and get some fresh air.

His fingers treat her clit even more roughly while he tongue-fucks her to the best of his capability.

As inexperienced and sloppy as his actions may be most of the time, he's able to make her cum for a third time which results in her getting almost his entire face soaked in her arousal.

”Fen—Ryo-Ryouta,” Nell moans. ”I love you, I – I love you, haah…” She feels him tapping on her thighs and looks down at him. ”What is the matter?” she asks, sounding exhausted and lazy.

Fenrir points at his mouth which is still held tightly against her crotch by her thighs.

It takes Nell a few moments to realize what he's trying to convey.

”A-ah! I'm sorry!” Nell panics, releasing his head from her thighs and sliding back down onto his chest.

Fenrir takes heavy breaths as soon as he's freed.

”Good thing this is just a game. I was beginning to think I was going to suffocate there,” Fenrir says. His tongue then slips out from his lips and licks up the arousal over his mouth.

”What – what are you doing, my hero?! Don't – you should not be doing that!” Nell shouts, her face somehow turning the reddest that it has yet.

”What? This?” he asks, cleaning some more of the area around his mouth with his tongue. ”I just had my tongue inside of you. I drank plenty of you already.”

Nell's eyes go wide. If she wasn't embarrassed before, she is now. Even her horns are starting to turn red!

”Besides, you taste g—”

Nell covers his mouth with her hands. ”I – I forbid you from saying anything else!” she declares.

Fenrir pushes her hands away, pulls her head down to his own, and kisses her.

She seems calmed down after he breaks off the kiss. ”See? You taste good,” he says.

Whatever calmness the kiss inspired gets replaced by embarrassed panic once more.