ROUGH DRAFT Coye Vol 2 Ch 7 (Patreon)

This isn't a finished draft. I'm posting it because I want to shake up the way I'm writing this a bit so it can go faster. Usually, I write the chapter, then start over from the top and rewrite every sentence/passage to make it sound better, improving the dialogue and everything else, and when that's done I'll run it through Grammarly and make tons of additional corrections.

I'm instead wanting to write a bunch of the rough drafts and edit them later to see if I can finish the skeleton of the novel faster this way. All this to say that if you see typos, clunky dialogue and repetitive shit no need to tell me lmao, I'll get things sorted out eventually.

Main reason I'm sharing this is I just want to prove to you guys I'm working on junk. I've also been working on *very* loose lore stuff as a warm up here and there, which I might release some of soon.

As for RotGM, I will make sure there's a new chapter later on in the week, probably closer to the weekend.

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Although the belt was removed without much trouble, Coye was confused as Suzette proceeded to do nothing else in that general area. Instead, she traced her way back up his chest and began to stroke his head with her left hand, twirling his locks around her fingers.

As Coye wiggled his hips uncomfortably, desperate for attention, Suzette spoke. “Your hair is so smooth, and soft... you don’t know how lucky you have it, Darling. Everything about you is just so cute and irresistible.”

Coye had been told as much by Shayla, but hearing it verified gave him all the more reason to speed up his racing heart. “Really?”

“Yes, really. I know that I’m far from the only one in town who looks at you the way I do.--

‘I told you so,’ Shayla smiled, once again vindicated.

Coye at long last resigned himself to the fact that girls thought he was cute.

Suzette made his acceptance easier as her right hand run all over his tunic, rubbing his chest through the light fabric. She drew closer to his pelvis with every touch, until she went straight past Coye’s hips and began to massage his thigh.

He shut his eyes and turned his face toward Suzette’s body as she rubbed him, digging into her stomach.

Her gentle movements transitioned into a more aggressive stance as Coye finally got what he wanted. Suzette ran her fingertips along the bulge in his trousers once, twice, and then grasped the entire thing in her fist.

“A-Ahh!!” Coye jolted forward at the touch. Contact made things so much worse, yet so much better.

“Does it hurt?” Suzette’s eyes were as big as saucepans as she looked down at the throbbing bulge she held in her hand.

“Nooo... please...” He shook his head, wanting more regardless of whether it hurt or not.

Suzette gulped as she pumped him a single time through his trousers, feeling her body burn hotter than she’d ever felt it burn before as a girlish moan echoed out of Coye’s throat.

Under her breath, Suzette muttered in disbelief, “I thought they were only this big in trashy romance novels...!”

‘Something tells me her husband wasn’t exactly packing, big guy,’ Shayla was beginning to enjoy herself as she watched, her hands running along the mounds of her chest, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t going to contribute- far from it. ‘Ask her if she likes your dick.’

Coye, falling deeper into lust by the second, was no longer in a state where he could question Shayla’s suggestions. He was clay, and the Pixie, his sculptor.

“Do... ahhh- do you like it...?” Coye thrust his cock up further into Suzette’s grip.

The widow blushed, not believing that her cute little man could really ask such a perverted question. Yet, he did, and it triggered something in her.

“What did you just ask me, you naughty little boy?” She laughed, growing more comfortable as she stroked him with increasing confidence. Suzette squeezed harder before he could answer.

“AH!” He panted and jolted beneath her grip. “I-I asked if you liked... my...”

“Say it properly,” Suzette commanded in a stern voice.

“My cock...” Coye squirmed.

Pleased with his behavior, the woman teased him by stroking three times in fast succession, much to Coye’s delight and Shayla’s arousal.

“Of course I do, Darling. You may be the cutest thing I’ve ever seen, but this?” She tugged him long and hard for emphasis. “This... this cock of yours is about as far from cute as it’s possible to get. I can already tell how hard, rugged, and manly it is...”

Suzette felt the heat surge once again and became joyous. “Gods,” she bit her lip again, demanding, “I want to see it. Get up and show me.”

“W-What?” Coye asked as he sat up and looked over his shoulder at the woman.

‘Oh, fuck yeah. Give her a show!’ Shayla hollered.

“Darling, didn’t you hear me?” Suzette tilted her head and cupped her chin. “Stand up and strip.”

The words went through Coye’s ears and made his entire shiver.

This wasn’t like his erotic escapades with Shayla, and he realized things were going to be much, much different this time around. Coye was excited, and he was scared, but above all else, he was excited.

Embarrassment ran through him as he followed Suzette’s command. As he stood, the lack of his belt made his pants drop without hesitation. His jaw fell open and his shivers increased as it happened before he shut his eyes to deal with the shame.

‘Don’t keep her waiting, do a little dance as you take that shirt off!’ The Pixie tried to ease his nerves by joking, knowing that a full-on striptease was probably not on the table... this time.

Shayla’s did help, albeit barely. His breathing became louder as he slowly lifted his tunic over his head, revealing his girly figure to Suzette in all its glory- aside from a pair of green boxers where a massive tent was pitched.

Suzette practically ate him up with her eyes. Only now that he was standing before her did she realize how deep her lust for this boy truly went.

“What are you waiting for?” She asked. “Let me see how manly you really are, already.”

Coye brought his hands to the hem of his underwear and hesitated, feeling the excited stares from two different women at once. Being seen like this, exposed, vulnerable- he found it hard to think past his baser needs.

Then, he dropped them and watched as Suzette lost some of her confidence just by looking at his hardness.

“Gods,” Suzette observed, covering her mouth as she gawked.

Coye’s cock was pulsing, veiny, and red like an angry beast. Suzette gulped. It looked painful, and she felt bad for the poor boy.

‘Look at that sexy, milfy slut, Coye. Look at how she stares at that hard dick of yours and how bad she wants it...!’ Shayla watched as her words brought such pleasure to the boy that his cock started twitching and throbbing at twice the speed.

Taking note of this, Suzette gasped and shook her head. “It’s even bigger than I thought,” She said, making Coye feel a wave of pride. “And look at you. Exposing yourself to me only went and made you harder, didn’t it?”

“Y-Yes,” He admitted, the words leaving his mouth without his input.

“Well, you had better come back here so that I can help you take care of that thing.” Suzette rubbed her lap.

Coye, now fully naked, assumed the position he was in moments before. He sunk into Suzette’s lap pillow and awaited whatever was to come.

Suzette grabbed him with her bare hand, her mouth opened wide as its heat burned her soft flesh. It was warmer than anything she’d ever felt, and it only became warmer as she began slowly jerking it up and down without much warning.

Shayla was getting into some stroking of her own as one of her petite hands caressed the wetness between her petals. ‘That’s right, stroke that cock up and down, you whore...’ she whimpered.

“Does this feel good?” Suzette asked, stroking just the slightest bit faster.

“Yes...!” Coye shut his eyes and arched his back as the touching became more enthusiastic. “N-Not so fast, please...!” He begged.

“Darling, I’ve barely even started...” Despite how commanding Suzette was becoming, she was still nervous and had yet to even ramp things up.

“Ah-” He frowned and thrust upward into her hand. “It’s too good...!”

Suzette smiled down at the cute boy as she jerked. “...You wouldn’t happen to be sensitive, would you?”

“I-It’s not my fault...!” He buried his shamed face in her dress.

‘Uh oh,’ Shayla raised an eyebrow and started laughing to herself. ‘She learned your weakness. Are you gonna blow everything and show her how much of a quick shot you are?’

Coye blushed and again thrust into the hand that was working on him gently. He addressed the fairy directly as he moaned, “I-I’m not a quick shot...!”

This amused Suzette as she slowed her stroking to a low-intensity pattern meant to ease the boy’s straining member. “There, there,” she said, stroking his hair with her free hand at the same time. “It doesn’t matter if you can only take so much before bursting. I’m trying to help you, after all, so that just means I’m doing a good job now, doesn’t it?”

Coye understood the logic, but that didn’t mean he liked it. “I-I’m not... I’m not...!” He shook his head, tears staining Suzette’s dress.

“Is that so?” Another flicker of mischief overtook the older woman as she grasped his manhood with greater strength and tugged it away from his body like she was trying to pull it off.

“HAA-” Coye spasmed, but remained in control of himself.

‘Come on, big guy. You can hold it in, can’t you?’ Shayla mocked him as her fingers sped up, stirring the outside of her pussy and enjoying his torment. ‘Unless you wanna prove her right... then, you should just give up and show her how you cum like a fountain.’

“N-Nooo...!”

“Yes, Darling. There’s no need to hold back when you’re with me. I want you to feel good, so if you can’t stop yourself from shooting out your seed all over the place then, please. Do it.” Suzette became more deliberate in her attacks. She was all but a complete novice, but she studied Coye’s reactions to learn what he liked the most.

Given that he liked just about anything, the boy was easy to please.

She would run her hand up his length, rub the tip with her thumb and mash it around, then corkscrew her way downwards and watch him drool.

Suzette loved his reactions. The fact that he was enjoying himself to this ridiculous extent made her feel more like a woman than she’d ever felt. Pampering Coye was bringing excitement unbound, and by this point her panties were thoroughly drenched.

He could even smell her arousal whenever he dug into her lap to hide his shame, which only made things worse.

Both Shayla and Suzette sensed his limit was fast approaching, and they gave him conflicting advice.

“You’re so close, Darling, so close... come on, now. Let my gentle hand wring out every last drop.”

‘Don’t listen to her! Hold it in, baby, hold it in so it gets even thicker and you cover the whole fucking couch!’

“I-I can’t...!” Coye’s trembling only increased as his hazed-over brain was torn in different directions.

“Yes, you can! I promise it’ll feel so, soooo good... just close your eyes and let everything go.”

‘Don’t cum, damn it, don’t cum!’

Coye shut his eyes, “Stop...!!”

“I will do no such thing, young man. Your cock is in so much pain and it needs relief, so you had best cum for me right this second.” Suzette pumped him even faster, watching with fascination as his heavy ballsack tightened thanks to her work.

‘Hold it in,’ Shayla’s own grin spread wider as she penetrated her pussy with one finger. It was still somewhat sore thanks to a certain someone, but Pixies don’t have much control over their inhibitions. ‘Don’t. Cum. I wanna see the look on your face after you hold it in for as long as possible!’

“N-NOOOO!!” Coye raised his hips a foot off of the couch as he shut off and let his body take him to dizzying, yet heavenly heights.

Suzette issued a breathy moan as this boy began convulsing between her fingers and shooting out an absurd amount of white-hot sperm. “Oh my goodness,” she said, watching in disbelief.

‘Damn it,’ Shayla was disappointed, but seeing Coye lose his damn mind over a handjob was hot enough to get her off.

His load shot up into the air and coated her hand, her sleeve, his own hips, and even the couch. Even as the stains he caused increased, Suzette couldn’t bring herself to stop. Coye needed this, and she was having too much fun to stop.

She didn’t cease her handjob for even a moment, making damn sure that this boy was squeezed as hard as she was capable of. It wasn’t until practically a minute later that his ropes of semen stopped, and it took another minute after that for his outrageous cock to stop dry kicking.

Suzette stopped once he showed signs of slowing down, then marveled at the mess he made. Gods, the smell. She couldn’t believe the smell. Her entire living room now smelled like men, and she ground her thighs together underneath Coye’s head the more she thought about it.

When at last she actually looked down at Coye’s face, she saw that his jaw was wide open and his tongue hung out the side of his mouth.

He looked like a drooling slut, barely sharing a thing in common with the pretty boy she fell in love with, and yet...

Suzette realized this wasn’t a bad look on him. Not at all.

“Look at you, Darling, you’re a mess...” she shook her head left to right, only for Coye to groan and whine back in response. “Can’t even speak, can you? Goodness, what am I to do with you?”

After coming down from her own climax, Shayla gave him some guidance. ‘If you’re still in there, baby, say something. We both know this isn’t over.’

Coye was roused from his delirium and the fog cleared just enough in his mind for him to look up at Suzette and mutter, “More...”

Suzette took notice of the fact that, despite pumping him so hard that her shoulder was now stiff, that big cock of his hadn’t actually settled down in the slightest.

She started to wonder if she was in for more than she bargained for, but found herself excited thinking how that might be the case rather than nervous.

“Really? More, you say...?” she let out an exasperated sigh as Coye nodded his head. “You’re such a naughty boy...” Suzette sighed, unbuckling the sash around her waist so she could remove her top.

She folded the semen-covered clothing into a neat square and tossed it to the coffee table, revealing her dress to be lacking sleeves and even shoulders entirely.

“My shoulder hurts, so this time, we’re going to have to take things slower... but I think I know what would excite you enough to make up for it...” Suzette told him as she bit her lower lip and pulled the top of her dress down so that her massive breasts burst out.

It turns out that the dress had a built in bra, so Suzette was wearing nothing underneath.

‘Holy shit, those mommy milkers...!’ Shayla was transfixed as the widow’s size somehow was even bigger than she expected.

As for Coye, he simply looked up from Suzette’s lap with enormous eyes as he took in the sight from below. The enormous curve of her underboob shook him to his core, as did the hint of her pink nipples already hardened with desire.

“Do you like them, Darling?” She tried to smile, but it came across as forced. Suzette was rather nervous about her gargantuan bust, but Coye didn’t understand why.

“Yes...” he exhaled, his hardness twitching.

There was a surprising amount of relief on the woman’s smiling face, and she took his cock back in hand while rubbing her left breast in the other. “I’m so happy to hear that...” She said, making him feel her appreciation by stroking him at a much slower pace.

‘If you like them so much, then do something about it,’ Shayla wasn’t satisfied with just looking, and since she couldn’t fly over there and sink into those fat tits herself, she’d settle for the next best thing.

Coye took the advice to heart. He had already sunken so far from one handjob, so his shame was at an all-time low.

Suzette gasped as the young man grabbed one of her heavy breasts and groped it while she teased his cock. Her lips parted as he groped at her like an animal unable to control itself.

“Darling, Ah-” she muttered, closing her eyes as her body jolted with pleasure as he tweaked her large, swollen nipple. “Not so rough...!” Suzette giggled, showing that the show of force didn’t matter as much as she pretended it did.

The way he played with her and sunk his hands into her firm, soft mounds made Suzette red in the face and teary-eyed. For all she cared, Coye could do whatever he wanted to her so long as it felt so passionate and sincere.

“I never knew that... mn... it felt this good to be wanted...” Suzette said.

To reward him for making her feel so loved, Suzette continued to rub down Coye’s engorged cock like a woman possessed. Her shoulder pain prevented her from going crazy, but she found that the immense volume of cum from his first orgasm served as wonderful lubrication.

The older woman’s hands were slick as she ran down and squeezed his length, the slippery grip making up for the lack of speed. This time, she was daring enough to slip down even further and grab his ballsack tight.

Coye moaned as Suzette applied pressure against one of the heavy orbs using her thumb. She was pleased to learn another of the boy’s sensitive spots, but she already knew not to abuse this one too much, so it wasn’t long before she moved back to his shaft.

Still fascinated by the soft sensation of Suzette’s bosom, he decided it was time to fulfill another one of his fantasies. Coye lowered the breast to his mouth and sucked down. He couldn’t control his impulses, and when he did it, it was hard.

Suzette tasted faintly sweet, and the hardness of her nipple was a joy to roll around with his tongue.

“Mnnn!” Suzette’s eyes popped open and she squeezed him tight in response. “Be careful, Darling...! I’ve never... I mean, it’s... so sensitive...!”

She looked down at the boy and how desperately he fed from her. His enthusiasm was so great that she half expected he thought milk would come out if he tried hard enough.

What a cute little thing, he was.

“Honestly, nothing is enough for you, is it?” Suzette asked, closing her eyes and curling her toes as he sucked away.

‘Show her she has no idea, baby,’ Shayla commented, feeling a little pleased with herself to be watching someone else go through the rough but pleasurable treatment Coye put her through. Not only was it gratifying, but it was hot.

Still, the Pixie was pacing herself. There was no telling how long Coye might take to get this fully out of his system, and if she continually masturbated the entire time then she knew she would rub herself raw.

This round wasn’t going to last much longer, anyway.

“So close...!!” Coye managed to pull his drooling face away from Suzette’s nipple long enough to cry out from ecstasy.

“I-Is that right? Mmm...” The older woman experienced an emptiness inside of her as he removed himself from her body. She yanked his cock down, hard, and looked down at him with a threatening aura. “Who told you to stop?”

He shivered, rolled his neck back, and forced himself back onto Suzette’s pink nipple as his hand started playing with her free tit.

Coye’s technique was sloppy, grasping at her and sucking with reckless abandon, but it put Suzette through such nerve-wracking amounts of bliss that she didn’t even know was possible.

She was startled to realize how close to orgasm she was getting, and just from her breasts, at that.

Suzette couldn’t withstand this assault for much longer, but if she was going down, she was taking Coye with her. Good thing for her that he was already on the edge.

“Come on, Darling,” she huffed. “Be a good boy and cum for me... I know you have so much more to give, so... mnn- give... give it to me...!”

Unlike the first time around, Coye had no willpower to resist such erotic words.

When Suzette increased her speed for the final bout, he gave in almost instantly.

“Ahhh! Gods, fucking- GODS!” The older woman threw her neck backward and stared at the ceiling as a rapturous wave of bliss jolted through her body.

It made her shiver and quake. The juices erupting from Suzette’s slit could no longer be held back by her sobbing panties, and they rushed down her thighs and stained her beautiful dress.

Coye fired off his second orgasm but didn’t let go of Suzette’s breasts for a second as he came. If anything, the burning passion of his climax made him suck down and grope twice as hard as before.

He whined and cried, using the woman’s breasts to stabilize and give him comfort as he emptied his load.

‘Does that feel good?’ Shayla asked, doing her part to stimulate him from afar.

“Mmmhmmm!!” He cried into Suzette’s nipple, causing a vibration that

‘I fucking bet it does,’ she groaned. ‘Don’t stop, ruin her fucking couch with all that jizz of yours!’

He could barely even think about how much he was damaging this poor woman’s furniture, but on some level, it made him feel even naughtier.

Suzette, however, despaired at how Coye’s ejaculation didn’t lessen in the slightest, spraying with force all over the couch and her hands once again. To stop this, she focused on teasing his tip halfway through his orgasm and had her hand cover it.

This helped but now it all pooled down onto the naked boy’s hips and pooled beneath him on the couch cushion.

By the time he finally finished up, Suzette marveled at the work she had done.

Coye pulled away from her nipple, breathless and panting with that same slutty look as before. Seeing it made her tighten her thighs and breathe in deeply of the musky air, which did little to calm her.

“So... good... so goooood...!” Coye smiled, his vision so hazy that he barely understood what he was looking.

Suzette smiled at first, but the sight was too amusing to hold back and she ended up laughing not long after. “Darling, you sure know how to make a woman feel good about herself.” She said, inspecting her semen covered hand.

Knowing that she did this to Coye filled her with curiosity and she brought a finger to her lips and licked it clean with her tongue.

Her eyes opened wide. “Oh, my... it’s... so salty,” she brought another finger and did it again, “Salty, but... interesting...”

‘What kind of married chick doesn’t know what jizz tastes like?’ Shayla asked mostly to herself.

Coye didn’t care what the answer was, he was just happy to be her first taste. Judging by her curious reaction, it seemed like Suzette wasn’t averse to it being her last, either. That was made him even happier- in a very obvious way.

“...Geez,” Suzette groaned as she took in the sight of Coye’s seemingly perpetual erection. “I’m not even surprised anymore, but... well, if you think you’re getting any more handjobs then you’ve got another thing coming- and it isn’t semen.”

“I’m sorry...” he weakly offered, making him seem not all that sorry.

“Sit up,” Suzette commanded.

Once he did, she stood and left the room for a moment before bringing him a large towel. She had him stand and cleaned him off thoroughly, leaving crack or crevice unturned.

He thought that this was demeaning on some level, but didn’t let it bother him. It felt nice enough for him to ignore the shame it brought him.

“There, all clean,” Suzette announced as she folded the towel and then glared at her couch. “Mostly.”

He hung his head, his pointed ears drooped, and his throat struggled to apologize.

‘You really fucked that shit up, partner,’ Shayla laughed. ‘Not bad at all.’

“N-Not helping...” He mumbled under his breath.

Even after cleaning him up, Coye’s erection hadn’t calmed any noticeable amount. “I’m starting to wonder if I can even help or not, Darling, seeing as how you’re still raring to go. Maybe we really should get you to a doctor, after all?”

Shayla was about to advise him not to take that for an answer, but he beat her to the punch by pushing his body into Suzette’s and hugging her.

“N-No, we haven’t even... um... there’s still lots more we can do, you know?”

This was the reaction Suzette wanted. She smiled, looking down at the boy nuzzling her chest with anticipation. “Shameless,” Suzette clicked her tongue. “You’re such a shameless boy. What else are you expecting of me?”

Coye pulled himself from her breasts and looked up at her with teary eyes. “Um... m-more.”

“Yes, Darling, that much is obvious. I’m telling you to just say it.”

“I... I want to do more lewd things with you...”

“Like?”

“N-Nooo...!” He sniffled and pushed himself back into his hiding place. “Don’t make me say it...!”

“Alright, then. The doctor it is.”

“Ahhh-!” He cried. “I want you to suck me... a-and after that, I want you to... I...”

‘C’mon, don’t pussy out not!’

“I want you to fuck me!” He finally admitted.

Suzette wanted this exact reaction but wasn’t prepared for it when she got it. She was beginning to grow more comfortable with the fact that Coye wanted her body as much as he did, but it was all so new to her.

“You want me, to fuck you?” Suzette giggled. “And here I thought that men wanted nothing more than control and to rut like wild beasts...”

Coye looked up at her with that pitiful look of his. “I-It still hurts... I need to be taken care of...”

Suzette blinked at him and then laughed. “You really will say anything when you’re like this, won’t you?”

He bit his lower lip and for the third time nuzzled into his busty hideaway.

“I’m only teasing, Darling. My room is right around the corner over there. Go and wait for me while I clean up the mess you made... if I even can.”

Coye pulled away smiling, the comments about cleaning up his mess being all but lost on him.

“Thank you, thank you so much...!” He said, grabbing his hat, clutching it to his chest and running off so fast that he almost tripped along the way.

Suzette watched him go, only to shake her head.

He didn’t offer to help clean up, he didn’t pick up any of his clothes, and on top of all that he still wanted more.

“Maybe having a man around the house is more trouble than it’s worth, hmm?” She said to herself with a small laugh before dismissing it and heading off to search for cleaning supplies.