327 Vol. 6 pt. 13 (1/2)

Fenrir may have become the prey once more, but it was something that he was more than alright with as an increasingly intoxicated Azalabulia placed kisses all over his abdomen after stripping his upper half for her. She tried to remove her armor himself, but she lacked the precise control needed to do so. Fortunately for her, she did not have to remove anything down below in order to feel his crotch growing against her chest that rubbed down against him.

He had to admit that having his abdomen kissed while feeling her chest rubbing against his crotch, even if there was still clothing separating his member from her chest, was great. The only thing that would have made it better was if she was wearing a sweater.

”Do – do you always get like this when you drink?” Fenrir asked, leaning up on his elbows.

”Ehehe… m-maybe,” Azalabulia giggled with reddened cheeks. ”But – but it's usually just me my and my toys.”

Hearing the teacher mess up her words was amusing on its own, but what interested Fenrir more was the mention of toys.

”What kind of toys do you have?” Fenrir wasn't able to resist asking that.

Azalabulia looked up at him with a smile and bright eyes as if genuinely happy that he asked since it means she gets to share! She even bounced her chest a little bit without meaning to, resulting in her breasts bouncing over his clothed erection. ”Umm, I have Mr. Wiggler. He's one of the best because he vibrates really, really fast.”

Fenrir regretted asking a bit, but only because it was going to be hard to stay as aroused as he was if all of her toys had names like ”Mr. Wiggler.”

”Oh! And there's umm, the twins! They – they're technically one toy, but it splits into two! The – the, ehehe, the little one is like a little mini vibrator while the big one goes – goes inside! It's embarrassing to explain,” she explained, giggling almost the entire time and not at all sounding nor looking embarrassed.

”How many do you have?”

”A lots – a lot, a lot! Because I never had the real things, so I needed toys!”

”Any toys that would make Azalabulia, Wielder of the Cursed Flame of Bahamut, proud?”

”Oh! Mr. Dragon. I – I bought him because I thought he looked really cool and evil and covered in ridges, but… h-he's a bit too scary to use. I like to, umm, I – I like to, you see, while I – while I use Mr. Wiggler or the twins down there, I'll play with Mr. Dragon up here,” she explained, pointing at her mouth.

”What? You're not going to go into more detail than that?”

”Do – do you want me to?”

”Tell me about how you do it, Aza,” Fenrir ordered, bringing out that more dominant voice of his.

She may have been the one on top of him but seeing and hearing her was starting to trigger that dominant side of his again.

”O-okay! I'll – I… if I hold Mr. Wiggler against – against my clit an-and move him around while he's on, then – oh, if I'm on my stomach, I'll hold Mr. Wiggler under me against me, and – and I'll have Mr. Dragon on the bed in front of me, and I'll pretend he's you and give him lots of kisses and licks and rub my face all over him, and sometimes I'll put him between my boobs while rubbing down against the bed.”

Fenrir might have had that dominant switch flipped, but he felt himself feeling flustered—and complimented—as soon as she let it slip out that she pretended her toy was him.

It also made him want to ask more questions.

”Do you always pretend it's me?” he asked.

”Of course! I – I pretend all my toys are you now! And I moan your name a lot – your real one! Umm, when I call the toys their names, those are their old names so it's a habit, but now they're all just you! S-so it's Vibrating Ryouta, Twin Ryouta, and Dragon Ryouta! And all the other Ryoutas in the boxes.”

”Boxes? As in plural?”

”Yeah! I've – I've been buying toys ever since I could and I'd feel bad about throwing them out, so I keep them in good shape and make sures that they all feel loved! I'm – that's good, right?”

”You are. You're a good girl, Aza,” Fenrir praised her, placing one hand on top of her head to pet her.

”Ehehe… I am!”

”You know what would be great?”

She tilted her head. ”What?”

”If you sent me a video of you playing with your toys.”

”That – that would be really embarrassing… but maybe if I drink enough…”

”Would you have to drink even more than you did tonight?”

”De-definitely. I'm – I'm not even as tipsy as I would normally get! There are times where I'll drink and don't even remember what happens, and then wake up surrounded by toys all over my bed.”

”You're a pretty kinky girl, Aza. Serra might have some competition.”

”I – I could never compete with Serra! She's-ees like that all the time! I – I can only let it out when I drink…”

”Then we just have to have so much sex that you feel comfortable enough doing it even when you're sober.”

”The drunk me completely agrees with that, ehehe.”

”So, which of your toys is your favorite?”

”This one!” she declared, reaching a hand underneath her chest to grope his clothed erection.

”You're perfect, Aza. Why don't you demonstrate what you do with your dragon toy?”

Fenrir got to see the smuggest smile appear on Azalabulia's face that he had ever seen from her.

”Does – does my student need his teacher to demonstrate?” Azalabulia asked, bringing the lewding to another level.

”I do,” Fenrir answered with a smile.

”Then – then you have to ask Miss. Azalabulia nicely!”

Taking the playing along to another level, Fenrir raised his right hand and waited.

Azalabulia immediately caught on and smiled. ”Wha-what is it, Fen—Ryouta?”

”Miss Azalabulia, could you please demonstrate how you play with your toys? I forgot to take notes, so I need you to show me.”

”I – I suppose that since you have been such a bad student that I will have to demonstrate! Make sure to pay close attention this time or else I'll smack you with a ruler.”

They both struggled to hold back her giggling, but that struggle ended as soon as Azalabulia slid a bit farther down her body. Instead of resting her breasts against his crotch, they pressed down against the deck between his legs as she hung her face over that throbbing erection desperate to get out from its confines. Though, her hands fumbled just as much when it came to pulling his pants down as they were when she tried removing his armor.

Fenrir reached down to help her, but she was quick to sway his hands away.

”P-pay attention! All you – all you have to do is sit back and watch while I demonstrate! While I… while I desmonstrate, mate. E-ehe, that rhymes.”

If Fenrir's heart wasn't throbbing before, it started after hearing just how cute she was. Intoxicated Azalabulia was definitely an Azalabulia that he wanted to see more of, but he'd have to make sure that this side didn't come out too often. He didn't want her to become an alcoholic, of course.

Eventually, Azalabulia's fumbling resulted in pulling down his pants enough for his cock to pop out. And, because of how close she had her face, it slapped against her face as soon as it was free.

”You – you must be excited for this demonstration! Do you – like learning that much?” she asked with a smile, talking to Fenrir but staring at his erect length.

”I've never been as excited to learn as I am now.”

”G-good! I'll make sure to teach you so you learn lots and lots.”

Before she even realized it herself, she was in the process of rubbing her face against his cock while making sure to take in plenty of the scent. One of her hands was even between her legs rubbing against herself despite her not planning on that being a part of the lesson.

”You see – it – it gets like this when blood flows to it! A-and now I have to make sure to calm it down so that it doesn't explode,” she teased, laughing at her own drunken joke.

”Miss Aza, weren't you going to demonstrate how you treat your toys?”

”O-oh. Yeah. Wrong lesson. Sorry, umm – oh! First, I do lots of this.” She stopped rubbing her face against his length to instead pepper it in sloppy kisses. Once she made sure to kiss every inch of it from the base to the tip, she began to rub her lips up and down along it with occasional flicks from her tongue. Next came action purely from her tongue. Sticking her tongue out from her mouth, she gave his cock long, dramatic licks along the entire length. She even made sure to give his frenulum plenty of quick little licks that caused Fenrir to moan and slightly arch his back.

”You – you must practice a lot,” Fenrir teased. As far as he knew, she was a virgin aside from her experience with him and her toys, and she never performed oral on him before this.

”I do,” she said with a proud smile. ”I – I wanted to make sure I could do it all perfectly for when I find a husband! I've – I've played with my toys a lot with my lips, and my tongue, and my throat,” she cooed, bring back that sultry mature side of hers as she started properly getting into it. ”Now… be a good boy and watch nice and closely.” For once, she looked up at him instead of his cock, and she even gave him a wink when he had no idea that she knew how to do that.

Before Fenrir could say anything, Azalabulia had the tip of his member firmly locked between her soft, warm lips as she brought her breasts up to his cock. He had no idea when she finally pulled them out from her clothes, but she did, and now she had her bare tits wrapped around the length of his cock that wasn't already inside of her mouth.

She proved just how experienced she was with her toys.

While keeping her breasts tightly squeezed around his cock, she rotated her lips around his cock from left to right and from right to left while slowly bobbing her head. While she did that, she lifted her breasts up around his length whenever her head went up, and then lowered them when she was ready to bring more of his cock back into her mouth.

The longer this continued, the faster her actions became. And, since she had no inhibitions thanks to the alcohol, she had no problem with the sloppy noises that she was making as his cock became coated in a mixture of his precum and her saliva.

Fenrir opened his mouth to let her know that he was about to cum, but Azalabulia already knew that – or, perhaps it was just chance that she pressed her face down against her lifted breasts to bury as much of his cock inside of her mouth as she could while leaving her her tits wrapped around it.

He almost instinctively reached out to grab her head and keep her pushed down, but he remembered what she said about only watching, so he obeyed her as his cock reached its limit. The first burst of his hot seed splashed against the back of her throat, and Azalabulia's only reaction to this was sucking on his length even harder than before. He felt like she was intentionally trying to suck as much of his cum out from his cock as she could.

And she succeeded in doing just that.

She did not stop sucking and swallowing the entire duration of his orgasm. Even as his toes curled and his back arched as he became almost painfully sensitive from his post-orgasm status, she kept on sucking and sucking until she could pop her lips off from his cock with a satisfied smile.

Not a single drop of cum could be seen anywhere. His cock was as clean as it was before, as were her lips and everywhere else. She even lewdly opened her mouth just so he could see that she did, in fact, swallow every last drop of his cum.

As for his cock, she kept it held between her breasts, but it did soften enough that the top of it leaned over to rest on the top of them.

”H-how was the first lesson? Did you take notes this time?” Azalabulia asked.

”I – I may have been just a little bit distracted,” Fenrir answered, still taking a heavy breath here and there thanks to the pleasure.

”Then you better pay attention to the second lesson.”

”There's another?”

”Of course! I have to – I have to be a good teacher and,” she paused to hiccup, ”thoroughly teach you!”

”I – I see. What's the second lesson?”

”Well… because Mr. Dragon is too wide for my mouth, I usually only do this,” Azalabulia said, pushed Fenrir's cock down against him before bringing all the weight of her breasts down on top of it. It didn't take long for him to get erect again, but his cock wouldn't be able to stand back up thanks to her breasts keeping it pinned down.

Then she began to rub herself forward and backward against him, dragging her heavy breasts up and down his cock and his abdomen. His cock eventually got rubbed in just the right way to nudge it closer to the center of her breasts, allowing it to partially pop up into her hanging cleavage, but it got pushed right back down whenever she lowered her chest.

”A-and what I like to do during this – since I don't need my hands,” she paused to slide her hand back down to her crotch, slipping it inside of her outfit to rub her clit and bring an erotic moan out from her mouth, ”is this.”

While her breasts pleasured Fenrir, her hand pleasured herself, bringing her to moan even more than Fenrir was.

As great as the titfuck and blowjob combination was, Fenrir can't help but find the current deal even hotter. It wasn't because he preferred a pure titfuck over a combination so much as it was that seeing and hearing his girlfriend in pleasure made it even better. Sure, he felt great before, but now he got to feel great while watching his lover feel great alongside him. What could be better than that?

Though, eventually, she got lost in pleasuring herself rather than pleasuring him. As her fingers teased and played with herself, growing faster and rougher to bring herself closer to orgasm while moaning with zero attempts at holding it back, the motions of her breasts became too inconsistent and slow for Fenrir to get any closer to cumming. It didn't help that he already finished once.

So, he decided to take matters into his own hands.

He reached up with his hands to grab her tits and hold them in place while grinding his hips up, rubbing his cock between them.