“You’re a young god, George, but I never want you on your knees in front of me.”
“How am I supposed to suck that massive thing then?”
Azren scooped me up and carried me to their bed. They set me down gently and damn. This bed was insanely comfortable.
“While I’m tasting you,” Azren said, winking at me.
We could do that. I pounced and wrapped my hand around their cock. Matilda would disagree with me and I didn’t want her looking, but Azren had a beautiful cock. It was long, thick, and perfectly formed.
Azren groaned as I swirled the head with my tongue. They were nipping at my thighs. Azren was teasing me, so I teased them right back. I didn’t take them fully into my mouth until they started flicking my clit with their tongue. Azren didn’t start out too fast and hard. They took me on this entire ride where they’d gently turn up the volume to a ten where I could barely stand it, then coax me back down.
My parents encouraged us to read and never censored what we read. They trusted us to come to them and talk if we read something we didn’t understand or found disturbing. I read enough books to know that delaying an orgasm was supposed to make it more intense when it happened.
Azren was just doing it a little differently. Instead of stopping and making me want to punch them in the face again, they’d just ease off, so I constantly felt good but didn’t tip over the edge. I was trying to do the same to Azren. I could tell they were into it because when I backed off a little, their hips would chase my mouth.
I wasn’t chasing my orgasm or trying to demand Azren change what they were doing to give me one. I wasn’t furiously bobbing my mouth and hand on Azren’s cock trying to get them to cum fast, either. I was enjoying the ride, and this felt amazing.
Then, Azren suddenly stopped and shifted their hips to take their cock away from me. I groaned.
“Are youtryingto get punched in the face again?”
“Is that a kink of yours? Because one of my favorite things about you is that you aren’t scared of me, so I’m willing to explore it. I have a collection of old sex toys throughout history in the basement. BDSM has been around for ages. I’d be willing to explore getting spanked by you if that’s something you want to try.”
“I’ll unpack that and your sex basement later. You can’t eat me out like that and juststop.”
“Well, you were sucking my cock likethatand I’ve been thinking about this since you kissed me. I planned for several scenarios that I wanted to do you and thought it was time to move on to the next course,” Azren said, nibbling on my ear.
I moaned and started pinching their nipple.
“Tell me all about what you planned to do to me.”
“I had a painting removed off that wall right there. I had this one idea where I’d take you against that wall and you’d be completely under my control. I also think you’d look stunning on top of me taking what you want. Or we could do my favorite idea. If we take a little cuddle break, we can do both and sleep in.”
I rolled Azren on their back and straddled their waist. Azren’s eyes were hooded as they gripped my hips.
“I want both. Then I want to wake up next to you since I know we probably won’t be able to do this again when we get back to the Academy of the Profane.”
“Maybe once I’ve had you, I’ll have to break all the rules.”
I eased Azren inside me and they felt amazing. Azren sat up and cupped my ass while kissing my neck.
“You’re a stunning, powerful god and you don’t have to hide here. Be a god, George.”
My dad initially named me Tempest because of the storm I caused when I was coming into this world. My chest was pressed against Azren’s and they were nibbling on my collarbone. The harder I rode them, the more the wind lashed outside, and the thunder rumbled. I could just let go of some of the control I always held.
My hair tickled my back as I flung my head back and ground myself on Azren’s cock. Azren reached their hand up to tangle in my hair and gave it a nice pull right when they gave me a love bite on the neck. Their black smoke surrounded me and it was like a million different hands were caressing me and playing with my hair.
Azren was so teaching me that. Every god portalled differently. Lilith walked out of her door, Loki disappeared in flames, and my dad’s signature was a pop of light. Black smoke was Azren’s signature move, and they’d clearly experimented with what they could do with it. ButIportalled in purple smoke and I thought it was just a thing that happened when I didn’t want to walk or drive.
It could clearly be used for other things and I wanted my guys to feel what I was feeling when I took my necklace off and told them the truth. While it felt like every inch of my body was being caressed by expensive silk, Azren lowered their head to take my nipple in their mouth.
That slight shift made my clit hit their pelvis just right and made them hit all the right things inside me. Azren let out a little growl when I rode them harder and faster. One little nipple bite and hair pull later and I was gone. Lightning lit up the sky and thunder shook the windows as an intense orgasm hit me.
I felt Azren let go, but the position we were in meant a lot of our bodies were touching. Our arms were wrapped around each other and I just buried my face in their neck and rode out the aftershocks.
“Holy shit,” I said when I could talk again.
Azren just held me and stroked my back.