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Falin entered her and Marcille’s small house. “I’m home from running errands!” She chirped.
No response, until she heard a muffled noise.
Her keen hearing—thanks to the red dragon—caught something.
Muffled noises. They sounded like…weeping…?
Falin made her way to the bedroom and opened the door. “Marcille? Is everything o—“
Then she saw it. A sight that left her stunned.
Marcille was humping a pillow. She gasped. “F-Falin! You’re home!” She greeted with a wobbly smile.
“Marcille…what’s this?” Falin asked, crawling onto the bed.
Marcille panted. “Mmmph~ I wanted my pussy wet for you…so I just got started and I couldn’t stop…” she replied.
“But why do you look teary eyed? How long have you been like this?” Falin asked.
Marcille shuddered. “Not too long. I-I didn’t want to think about anything else right now so I…I thought that maybe if I thought of being good for you until you came back...I’d feel better..” she explained, her ears flicking.
“Have you been trying to give yourself more than you can handle again? Marc, I told you that you need to relax.” Falin frowned sympathetically.
“I wanted to show you how I can please you…when we make love tonight. Was trying to edge myself but s’not working out.” Marcille explained.
The draconic-blonde cupped her face. “You please me more than enough. Please don’t put so much pressure on yourself for my sake. I never want you to do that.” She gently pecked her forehead.
Marcille’s eyes watered. “I…I figured I could make you feel good, if I could prove that I could…handle edging myself…I-I put more on myself than I could manage all day with studying. And I did with this because I wanted to make you happy.“ She answered, her ears twitching. “But I can’t even edge properly...”
Falin put the pillow aside. “You don’t have to ever do any of that. Please never tell yourself that you need to do more than what’s needed by breaking yourself down to satisfy me. You make me happy just the way you are.” She hugged Marcille.
“I-I wanted to be good for you but I failed. I-I came too fast…I don’t deserve to cum for you.” The elf looked down.
Falin blinked for a moment, her wings flexing. “Don’t ever say that…of course you deserve to feel good. Putting so much on yourself doesn’t do you any favors. Let me make you feel good and forget your troubles, please.”
Redness crept from Marcille’s cheeks to her ears. “Thank you Falin…”
Falin put Marcille on her back. “Now let me show you how much you deserve to feel good~” she fingered her cunt and lapped at her clit.
“Oh fuck~!” Marcille gasped.
“We won’t do this again right? Please say you won’t.” Falin said softly.
“No~! I won’t~! I won’t push myself so hard again~! I-I’m sorry~ ahhhoohh~!” Marcille cried.
“So don’t only think of me love, think of yourself too…please…” Falin begged, curling her middle and ring fingers.
“I-I’m sorry f-for…n-not wanting to make myself feel g-good Falin…~ I-I won’t do it again~ Marcille whimpered.
Falin removed her fingers and held her close. “Choose pride and pleasure. Not shame and pressure. What you want matters. So please, tell me what you want.” She urged.
Marcille bucked her hips into her. So desperate for stimulation.
“Use your words love.” Falin cooed.
Then all of the tension broke.
“I-I want you to fuck me! Please pound me please! Godsgodsgods please fuck me until I forget my own name! I wanna cum so bad and be full of you until I pass out! Please make me a mess!” She sobbed out.
Falin pulled her shorts down, taking her cock in her hands. “I’ll fuck you. I’ll make you feel good for as long as you want.” She gently rubbed the tip of her cock against her wetness.
“Please~ please make me feel good~ I-I’ll do anything for it~” she saw her clit throb against the woman’s dick.
“All you have to do for me is let go. Don’t have to do anything else, Cille. I just want to hear you scream and beg…as loud as you can. No more hiding from now on.” The woman towered over her.
“I won’t hide anymore~ I promise, please fuck me now~” The elf’s eyes were teary.
“So sweet saying please. I love you so much~” Falin cooed, kissing away her tears.
Then she thrusted inside her.
Marcille moaned. “I love you toaahh~!”
Falin went a little faster. “Doesn’t it feel good? To let yourself be pleased? To enjoy what you deny yourself, my love?” She huffed in her ear.
“Yes~! It feels sogoodsogoodsoohhh~!” The elf wrapped her legs around her hips, feeling her cock ram inside her wet aching cunt. “F-fuck me harder~! Pump me full of your fat cock~!”
“You needed this huh? You needed to be fucked stupid didn’t you?” The draconic-woman grumbled into her ear, grinding her hips into her cunt. “No more holding back. No more pressure. No more bad talk, just focus on feeling good. It’s what you deserve after all.”
By this point the elf beneath Falin was an aroused, weepy mess. She clearly couldn’t think of anything other than her cock. “M-mhm~ d-do I feel good~?” She asked.
“You feel so good clenching around me. So sweet for checking on me. But I want you to tell me how you feel. I want to make you think of nothing other than my cock inside you…!” Falin pulled her hips back, grabbed Marcille’s waist and began to bounce her off her hips.
Marcille trembled from the sensation. “Ohh yeah~! Oh right there Falin, please breed me~! F-feels soo good inside me~!”
“G-gonna fill you up just like you want. Make you feel so much pleasure.” Falin rumbled in her ear.
“Faster~! Please fuck me faster~!” Marcille begged, pleasure all over her face.
“G-gonna fill you until you have a bulge. Do you want that? Do you want me deep, deep inside you?” Falin pounded into her, grinning as Marcille’s back arched off the bed.
“Yes yes yes~! Please fill me’hup~! Please breed me~! Pleasepleaseplease~!” The elf pleaded.
“You feel so good! Cum with me….cum with me!” Falin gave one last thrust and unleashed her load.
Marcille lay there shaking, holding onto Falin tightly as she came undone not long after. She panted, watching as Falin drew her hips back and withdrew herself. “Thank you…”
“You’re welcome.” Falin kissed her on the lips. “Are you okay? I wasn’t too rough was I?”
“No, you were great~” the elf sighed out, head falling against some of the pillows.
Falin kissed her on both cheeks. “We feeling better?” She asked.
Marcille’s ears wiggled. “A lot better~ I’ll be more gentle with myself. I promise.” She vowed, kissing Falin on her forehead.
The pair got each other clean, ordered some dinner, and rested for the rest of the day.