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#honestly super super nervous about writing trans ghouls lately
iamthecomet · 1 year
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Now just follow me for a second.....trans cumulus, and Mountain playing with her tits for so long she manages to cum untouched....neither of them knew she could do that, and Mountain is going to abuse this fact repeatedly actually....thanks for your time
Mountain taking good good care of our girl below the cut. She deserves it. Trans!Cumulus, use of the word "cock" to describe her anatomy.
Cumulus aches. She arches against Mountain, back pressed to his chest. His legs bracketing her hips as he holds her. He's pressed back against her tufted headboard. Ample pillows behind his back, comfy. Her head is pillowed against his collarbone by her white curls. Wild after everything they've done. Mussed from Mountain literally throwing her around earlier. She's over sensitive now, shuddering with each brush of his fingers over her skin. Cock hard and sticky against her belly. Mountain ruts his against her back, pushing against pillowy skin. Grunting low in her ear with each languid roll of his hips. Her gauzy canopy and fairy lights swim in her vision when she blinks up at them. It's late. Probably the middle of the night. She's lost track, can't be bothered. She hums, purring against him as he trails his fingers up over her sides and higher. He cups her breasts in his hands. More than a handful, fingers dimpling into soft flesh as he squeezes her nipples between his fingers. Rolls the pale blue bars stuck through them. She keens. Jolting hard in his grasp. Each push and pull of his fingers makes her stomach ache. Her cock twitch. She squeezes her eyes shut. There's an impossible feeling building in her gut. Her hips twitch up as he continues to play. He presses his chin into her curls and watches her. Watches the way her body shakes with each rough pull. He drags his blunt nails over her pebbled nipples and she whines. Hips canting up, pre welling up at the tip of her cock. Flushed dark, painfully hard. "You gonna cum like this?" Cumulus shakes her head. That isn't possible. She's never--not untouched. Not like this. But the way her gut clenches, the way her balls tighten, tells another story. "Bet you can," Mountain hums against her hair. Presses a soft kiss to the base of her opalsescent horn. "Mount, I--" "Wish you could see yourself like, Lus," he says. "So fucking pretty. All worked up. Close aren't you? Just from me playing with your tits." He punctuates his words with a rough squeeze. She chokes on a noise. "Don't stop," she begs. Voice canting up. Toes curling, fingers clenching in her pale satin sheets. It's impossible but she's chasing it anyway. Focusing on the building sensation. Arching her chest further into Mountain's grip. Mountain's calloused fingers pluck at her nipples, drag over the soft skin on the top of her breasts. Pale and smooth, unblemished. Perfect. When he tells her as much she shudders. She turns her face to the side and latches her mouth to his jaw. Dragging her fangs over the hard line. Mountain shoves his cock harder against her back, almost painful. Smearing pre along her spine. One more rough pull of at her nipples makes it undeniable. She's going to cum. He's going to make her cum like this--just from playing with her tits. Just from tugging on her piercings and shoving his dick into her spine. "Mount--I'm gonna--oh no--" she goes rigid. Words choking off into a high-pitched cry as she cums all over her stomach. Breath hitching with each new wave, drawn out by Mountain's insistent fingers. He doesn't stop, not even when she goes soft and sags boneless against him. Thumbs still sliding over swollen pink nipples. It takes her a handful of seconds to realize he isn't going to stop. He's grinning against the side of her head.
"Mount--wait--hang on--" the words are cut off into a high pitched moan as he squeezes her tits roughly, fingers digging in hard enough to be the right side of painful.
He flattens his tongue and drags it up the line of her horn, groaning low when her cock twitches valiantly against her thigh. "Do it again."
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