Kinktober | Vexx x nb!Traveler - Face fucking (Patreon)

Gentle fingers thread through my hair and make me look up as I bob my head back, the sight bringing a smile to my lips.

Or, well, about as much as one can smile with a dick in their mouth.

“How is your mouth so fucking smooth, Your Highness?”

Vexx asks me under his breath in a hoarse voice, with eyes hazy and dark, the green in them almost unrecognizable amidst the lust that darkens it.

I don’t bother answering, only leaning my head back into his hand before diving right back in, until the tip of his cock hits the back of my throat, daring me to gag, to pull back gasping for air -- but I refuse.

The sheer look of pleasure on his face as I let my tongue run all over his length, the way his fingers tense in my hair, or even how the muscles on his abs tighten under the motions of my lips… I can’t stop.

Whenever we’re together, he’s always the one pleasing me, the one in control, who pushes me against the dark, hidden corners of the palace and makes me glad the walls are thick enough to muffle my moans. It’s only fair that I be the one to do something for him for once.

And it was with that line of thinking that we ended up here, with me on my knees and Vexx’s pants half undone, the whole length of him throbbing and hot in my mouth, my tongue lapping around it.

The surge of confidence in me makes me go a tad too deep, and this time I can’t help but choke, having to take his cock out of my mouth so I can catch my breath.

A thin streak of saliva hangs between his tip and my mouth, a sight that makes my core tighten, heat pooling up between my legs as I look up at Vexx again.

The muscle on his jaw tenses, eyes so dark I can hardly make out the green in them. Seeing how affected he is by my actions brings me a satisfaction like no other, it motivates me to keep going until he can take no more, until he’s calling out my name, until he is the one losing his shit as he climaxes, and not me.

Before I can go back to it though, he fists my hair, lips twisted into a dark smirk.

“Let that jaw hang open now,” he says in a commanding voice. A voice that makes my blood run hot and shivers run down my spine.

Do I like being in control? Yes.

Do I like it when Vexx rips the control out of my hands and does to me what he wants? No.

I fucking love it.

More than willingly, I let my jaw hang open, allowing my tongue to peek out of my mouth slightly, inviting him back in. I’ve been on my knees for a while now, and by the way his cock twitches I can tell he’s close to finding his release, something I am absolutely ready to help him with.

With no further warning, Vexx thrusts in my mouth, groaning loudly when the tip of his cock hits the back of my throat.

I brace myself with my hands on his thighs, never taking my eyes off of his while he fucks my mouth -- and it’s hypnotizing. It makes me feel hot in ways I can’t even describe, and I let one hand go to place it between my legs, rubbing it against me softly in an attempt to ease the coiling pressure in my stomach.

Vexx moves fast and hard, I can see in his hazy eyes just how badly he’s enjoying this, I can feel the love and concern for me whenever he slows down when I gag, but I don’t want him to stop.

I want him to come.

As if he could read my very thoughts, his thrusts stutter, my name coming out of his throat in a loud moan as he spills his release straight into my throat, cock pulsing and twitching in my mouth as he gives a few more thrusts, riding his climax out.

Letting out a long breath, Vexx pulls out and releases his hold in my hair, gently caressing my head before letting his own fall against the wall, eyes closed as he tries to catch his breath.

His taste is all over my tongue, and I eagerly lick him clean, making sure not to waste a single drop. I’m a Royal, I’m not one to leave messes behind me, it’d be impolite of me.

Once I’m done, I stand up, a small, satisfied smile playing on my lips as I try to smooth down the mess he made in my hair. “Well, now that we’re done here--”

“Oh no, Your Highness, we’re far from being done,” Vexx interrupts me with a breathy chuckle. His breath is labored, an uncanny fire burning in his eyes as he raises his head from the wall. Strong, calloused hands grab me by the waist, pushing me back until I hit the cold wall behind me.

Vexx gets on his knees, smirking as he starts undoing my pants.

“It’s my turn now.”