<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Albion<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9 PM~<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion's Flat<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>What a finish!<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Voyeuristic Fun</div><div class="spoiler_body">A soft hiss escaped his lips as his company tugged his hair  forcibly baring his neck to her lips and waiting tongue. She would feel everythung, the blood that coursed through his veins, the pulse that pumped though those especially sensitive points. Unlike her, he held no fear for being marked, shuddering gently and accepting anything that resulted from her locating those spots that would make his body sing for her. It was such a predatory act, but one he had no choice but to allow her to enact... For the evening, he was hers as much as he made her his before. Little but soft groans and gentle hums escaped his lips, reverberating in his throat to experience with her wandering lips.<br/><br/>The gaze he gave her was nothing short of smoky and full of lust, hair disheveled more than usual as his eyes promised all sorts of horrible things would be happening to the woman if their places were reversed. However, she was smart to imprison him like the animal he was, as the sight of her hand moving between her legs, gently schlicking her womanhood was too arousing a sight for just anyone to resist... And he was no exception. Even just watching, even just <em>knowing</em> she was masturbating atop him filled him with such a sexual thrill  that he felt himself twitching in his pants. The kiss she graced his cheek with was so wet and warm... And stranger yet, it almost felt like she was... Asking for forgiveness? It wasn't as practiced and focused as her others, more... She was losing her own focus in the kiss...<br/><br/>Her breasts brushed against his face, pushing past as she leaned against him to perform lascivious acts to his hands, curious lips finding his fingers and sucking on them gently with promises of what she could be doing to the hardened, twitching muscle in his trousers. Yet all he could do was turn his head up and gently brush his tongue against her exposed breasts, helping push her further to that sexual release she sought. Even just knowing someone wanted to help you... If she knew that, perhaps she wouldn't stop him from aiding her in this most dirtiest of deeds.<br/><br/><em>'You're something else, masturbating this hard on top of me... Definitely a first, yet... There's more to this... If only I could just focus... Gods, you're too much, woman...'</em> Albion's thoughts ran amok in his mind, as her rubbing, rocking movements seemed to quicken. No doubt she was approaching an orgasm, even if he was nowhere close to anything but being painfully hard. Yet it did not stop him at all, lavishing her breasts with gentle licks and kisses until she slid down atop him and glared into his eyes. That cry for attention... That needy cry for him... <br/><br/><em>'Look at me Albion. Look at me!'</em><br/><br/><em>'N... Nerissa...?'</em><br/><br/>For a fraction of a second, he stared into her eyes and saw... Her, his foxy friend who never once seemed to give up on him... Yet but a moment was all he saw her for, before the keening cry of her orgasm shook those thoughts from his mind, the vixens' juices staining his lap as she pushed against him, breasts mashed to barely covered chest. Even if only for a moment, they shared heartbeats, as his head leaned against hers, letting her shiver and shudder against him until her release died down. He felt... Pleased with himself, but the words that followed next only left him to realize only one would truly get their satisfaction tonight...<br/><br/>*Sigh* So... That's it, huh? Just going to leave me hard and needy right here? ... Hmhm... You're a wicked one, but... I can't be mad, I fell for the ruse..." He smiled, resting his head against the headboard even as the woman got off of him and loved to the bathroom. He gave one more weak struggle against his bindings before he laughed gently. It was arguably everything he deserved for his drunken antics tonight. Once his date was out of earshot and in the bathroom, only when the water turned on did he shake his head.<br/><br/>"Tonight... Has been wild. But maybe... Maybe Nerissa was right. I should stop doing this. Maybe then I wouldn't be in this situation... It feels like... You've wanted me to stop all night and... Still I failed you. My silly little fox... I'm still a bad man, but yet you wait by my side. I could never ask for anyone better that I didn't deserve in this lifetime..." he mumbled to himself quietly, letting his head hang there with the quietest sniffle. He didn't want his company for the evening to return and know...</div></div>