Sunset Dinner Date

Would there ever be a time between them where one of them went unsatisfied? She thought not. Ikigai wanted to please her husband and he wanted to please her just as much. As she came down from her orgasmic high, his words made her chuckle. "Retire tomorrow, would you?" Her tone was joking, but they both knew that he was duty and honor bound to retain his position. Pity.

As was his way, Deimos handled Ikigai, flipping her so that she lay on her belly beneath him. A purr of pleasure pulled from the pallid fae. She did so like this position. She could feel him deeper, more fully. Deimos would have her screaming by the time they were finished if he took her like this. She just knew it.

With a paw rested beneath her svelte belly, Deimos pulled her backwards, joining their bodies with practiced ease. Ikigai's head dropped forward and she groaned, eyes closing as she became accustomed to the feel of the welcome invasion. She wasn't allowed to keep her head down for long, however. A big paw slid beneath her throat, tilting her head back. A low, husky chuckle left the woman and she smiled. Oh... he knew what she liked.

Deimos began to move, finding a good rhythm. Iki braced herself, paws wide with claws digging into the earth beneath her. The woman's breathing shifted as heat began to coil within her. She slid her hips backwards to meet her husband's every thrust. Or, you know... as much as she was able to. Deimos was holding her in place with a single paw around her throat. Now and again he would apply pressure, cutting off her oxygen and the very danger of it threatened to send Ikigai careening right over the edge of pleasure. When her breath came in a squealing wheeze, he released her, but not for long. Again and again Deimos toyed with his woman's breath and every time, Iki swore she was going to come undone.

As she panted and moved beneath him, Ikigai could feel Deimos' pace quicken, his thrusts staggering. She could feel the change in him. She could feel them both teetering right there on the edge together. And then he slammed against her one final time and Ikigai came screaming, her voice breaking as the waves of pleasure slammed into her like a hurricane. For them, it was always like this, and yet every time felt as good as the first time. They were truly meant to be.

"Ikigai"