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“Fuck, Daddy,” Ed says. His eyes are wide, his mouth open. “It’s so big.”
Ed looks like a wet dream. He kneels on the floor between Izzy’s legs. Ed’s put on a sheer, lacey dress that barely covers his ass and panties to match, as well as sheer stockings that come up above his knees. With little bows and fucking everything. Ed’s even done his hair in high pigtails and put on one of those plastic chokers. To top it all off, there’s a shimmer of something on his eyes, though his lips are bare, because he knows Izzy doesn’t like it when he plans to use his mouth. Ed’s also put on a big, innocent expression, licking his lips as he stares at Izzy’s cock like it’s a lollipop. It’s obscene.
“Yeah?” Izzy chuckles. “Do you like that, kitten?”
Ed’s been on his knees in front of him as Izzy pumps his cock. He’s tried it alone a few times, nights Ed’s been over at Stede’s house, but never with Ed here. He’s been staring with wonder as Izzy’s cock grows, filling the clear bulb as the pump forces blood into it. Izzy’s not entirely sure he likes the look of it in the bulb, to be honest, but he finds he likes the result. The pump he uses encases some of his labia, as well, the part that has swollen since he started T and resembles small balls now. When it’s all pumped up, it could almost pass for an actual cock.
It’s clear Ed likes the result too. Izzy can actually see him salivating as he stares at Izzy’s cock.
“Yeah,” Ed says. “Wanna suck it.”
Izzy’s cock visibly throbs inside the plastic encasing it.
“Just a few more minutes,” Izzy says, checking his timer. He’s still new at this, and everything he’d read had said to start slow.
Ed sits back on his feet, tilting his head and looking up at him. “Can I finger myself while we wait? Won’t come,” he promises.
Izzy bites his lip and nods, hiding a smile. “Go on, then.”
Ed grins and spreads his legs, leaning back to give Izzy a good view. He pushes his panties to the side and pulls his skirt up a little, before sticking two fingers in his mouth. Izzy watches as he swallows them down to the base, and Ed keeps eye contact, his own half-lidded and hazy. Fuck, he’s the hottest thing Izzy’s ever seen.
“I know you’re wet enough,” Izzy says in a chastising tone. “Stop teasing.”
Ed pulls his fingers from his mouth with a pop, grinning up at him. “Sorry, Daddy,” he says, thick with sugar. He doesn’t hesitate now, pushing two fingers into his cunt. His eyelashes flutter and he lets out a soft moan.
“Good boy,” Izzy praises, his own cock pulsing within its confines. “Fuck yourself slowly, now. I want you to get close, but don’t come yet, darling. That’s my job.”
Edward whines, but nods, his fingers moving slowly inside himself. Izzy loves watching him like this, watching him both give and take pleasure. Izzy could watch Ed jerk off all day if they had the time for it.
“There you go, kitten,” Izzy murmurs. Ed smiles and looks at Izzy again. Then he makes a soft, purring sound, and then he meows, because he’s a fucking brat.
Izzy watches Ed finger himself until he can’t take it any longer.
“Okay, I’m taking this off.” Izzy presses the release mechanism on the pump, and the air lets out. Izzy’s cock is red and full, as aroused as he’s ever been, and noticeably bigger than usual. Izzy tenderly runs his fingers over it and moans.
Ed’s fingers are out of him in an instant, and he leans forward on his knees again, holding them up. “Can I, Daddy? Please?” he begs, though his eyes don’t leave Izzy’s cock for a moment.
“One second – let me get the lube off if you’re using your mouth.”
Izzy plucks a few tissues from the box on the table next to his chair and wipes himself dry of the lube he’d had to use with the pump. He doesn’t think it’s exactly ingestible, and he doesn’t want Ed to hurt himself with how eager he is to get to Izzy’s cock. “Go on, then.”
Ed immediately leans in and licks the tip of Izzy’s cock, and then lays the flat of his tongue against it and laps all around. Izzy reaches down and grips his hair. It feels good, his cock even more sensitive than it usually is. Ed’s mouth is magic on the worst of days, and having pumped it’s like fireworks.
“Fuck, yeah,” Izzy pants out, keeping Ed against him. Ed’s eyes close and he moans with pleasure as he keeps running his tongue all over and around Izzy’s cock, getting him nice and wet. He dips down, slips a “ball” into his mouth, and sucks. He laps at Izzy’s cunt, tongue dipping inside for just a moment. He looks like he’s in heaven. “You greedy little thing. Look at you. Gagging for it.”
Izzy tugs him back up and Ed goes, pulling all of Izzy’s cock into his mouth and sucking as hard as he can. Izzy moans, his eyes rolling back for a moment, a loud moan erupting from his mouth. Fuck, that mouth is a sin.
“God,” he says, when he gets his wits back about him. “Can’t last like this.” It’s a miracle he’s lasted this long, really, with how turned on he’s been ever since Ed flounced into the room wearing pigtails. “You’re gonna make Daddy come, kitten.”
Ed just moans, bracing his hands on Izzy’s thighs as he sucks on Izzy’s cock like a starving man. Who survives on tdick. Izzy’s not great at metaphors when his husband is actively sucking out his brain cells.
“Fuck!” Izzy shouts, pulling Ed’s hair hard to tug him off his cock. It visibly pulses as he comes, reaching down to rub himself through it. “Fuck,” he breathes, again, when he can think. “Your mouth.”
Ed licks his lips, looking incredibly pleased with himself. Izzy lets go of his hair, petting it down as an apology for tugging so hard.
“I think it could fit in me,” Ed says. It takes Izzy a moment to comprehend.
“You think…”
Ed nods, eager, grinning. “I really think you could get it in. I want you to try.”
Izzy stands so fast that he gets dizzy. He sits down again.
Ed laughs, a bright and happy thing, and leans in to nuzzle Izzy’s thigh. “Want you to fuck me, Daddy,” he says, looking up at him and pouting. Izzy’s cock twitches so hard they can both see it, and Ed’s eyes flick to it, widening in delight. “Wanna come on your cock. Want you to come in me, ” Ed enthuses. Izzy’s cock twitches again.
“Shut up or I’ll never be able to fuckin’ stand up,” Izzy groans, his face burning, blood unsure where to go. Ed just grins and leans forward, laying a sloppy, wet kiss on Izzy’s dick. Izzy moans again.
Finally, he’s able to stand, and he already knows what the best position to try this in will be. Or, at least, he thinks so. He’s never even seen porn of this. He hopes it feels like anything for Ed.
“On the bed, on your back,” Izzy orders. Suddenly, he’s nervous. It sort of feels like he’s been waiting his entire life for this, so to have it happen all of a sudden is a rush so strong he’s surprised he can still think straight. Ed just grins and rushes to obey, pulling off his panties and lingerie as he goes. Without having to be told, he pulls his thighs back against his chest and holds them there, legs spread open and near folded in half. “Fuck. Okay.”
Ed looks up at him as he climbs onto the bed and kneels in front of him. “Can’t wait, Daddy,” he says eagerly, like he knows Izzy needs a bit of encouragement.
“I know, kitten, I’m coming.” Izzy imagines it for a moment, what angle he’ll need to slide his soft cock into Ed’s cunt, if it’ll even fit inside at all. “Think we need lube?”
Ed shakes his head. “You’re wet, I’m wet, I just slobbered all over you. We’ll be good. It’ll be good.” Ed reaches between the legs and spreads the lips of his cunt apart, and Izzy can’t help a soft moan.
“Okay,” he breathes, sliding forward and rubbing his cock through Ed’s folds, up against his cock. They’ve done this before, at least, and it always feels good, having their sensitive dicks rubbing against each other.
“Fuck,” Ed moans, and Izzy moans along with him, circling his hips. But Ed’s patience doesn’t last forever. “In me, Daddy, want it in me!”
Izzy slides his hips lower, holding his breath. He reaches down and holds onto his cock, rubbing forward, against Ed’s hole, and gasps as the sensation overwhelms him.
He doesn’t know what he expected, but the main sensation is heat. He knows from his fingers that Ed is hot and wet inside, but feeling it with his cock is an entirely different thing.
It’s Izzy’s turn to groan, “ Fuck .” There isn’t so much pressure around him as he is just encased in softness, in Ed’s perfect hole, similar yet astoundingly different from his mouth.
Izzy rocks his hips, and they both moan, and Izzy feels Ed clench, and he nearly falls over from how hard he comes.
He does sink down to his elbows, and buries his face in Ed’s throat, and keeps rutting against, into him, and he’s never felt anything anywhere near as good as this. Not only does it feel fucking fantastic, but knowing that he’s fucking Ed with his own cock is a rush that makes the whole thing feel heady.
He’s pinning Ed’s legs between their chests, and Ed’s arms wrap around him. “There you go. Just like that,” he murmurs, and only then does Izzy realise he’s sinking into subspace, somehow, their dynamic shifting and Ed taking charge. He’s okay with it, because he can’t stop rubbing his hips forward, pushing his cock into Ed’s hole. “Doing so good, fucking me with your big cock, I fuckin’ love how it feels.”
Izzy whines, sinking deeper, his hips flexing but not rocking back very far at all. He’s rubbing more than anything, but it feels fantastic, and he doesn’t know how he’s ever going to stop.
“Keep fucking me, puppy, feels so good,” Ed keeps encouraging, and Izzy lets out a mindless keen. His mouth closes over Ed’s neck, teeth digging in, though he keeps himself from biting down too hard. “You can bite me, go on, you’re allowed.”
Izzy’s trails his teeth to Ed’s shoulder before clamping down, moaning as his hips keep jerking in tiny movements. He knows he’ll get sore after a few minutes of this, but it doesn’t matter. He’s fucking Ed. His cock is in Ed. That’s all that matters.
“Fuck me,” Ed breathes, and Izzy feels him clench again. He doesn’t know if Ed is going to come from this, if he even can, but Izzy can feel Ed’s racing heart and quick, panting breaths, and knows he’s enjoying himself.
Izzy breaks away from Ed’s neck to moan, a long and eager sound, replacing the words he can’t make at the moment. Words like thank you and love you and fucking god that feels good .
“Come for me, puppy,” Ed moans. Izzy lets out a high-pitched whine, moving even faster, almost pushing Ed up the bed with the force he’s putting into rutting against him. “Want you to come in me.”
Izzy comes so hard he sees white, breathless and panting as his cock pulses. He collapses over Ed a moment later, dislodged from his cunt but still rutting up in mindless little movements.
“Good boy,” Ed croons, reaching up and petting his hair. “Such a good boy, you fucked me so good.”
Izzy makes a soft questioning noise where his face is buried in Ed’s neck, and Ed sighs.
“Didn’t come, no, but you got me real close. If you’ll just let me get a hand in there I’ll be done in a sec.”
Izzy tries not to feel guilty that it felt so good for him but didn’t get Ed off. Instead of moving off of Ed to let him get a hand down to his cock, Izzy slides down his body until he’s face to face with Ed’s cunt.
“Don’t have to–” Ed starts, but Izzy shakes his head, leaning down to lay a wet kiss to Ed’s cock.
“Wanna,” he mumbles, looking up at Ed with pleading eyes.
Ed smiles, sliding a hand into Izzy’s hair and tugging him forward. “Come on, puppy, make me come. I know you want a taste.”
It’s true, he does. Izzy licks his lips before wrapping them around Ed’s cock, eyes fluttering shut as he leans in and relaxes into his new role. He loves sucking Ed’s cock, whether he’s in charge and doing it to overwhelm his kitten, or whether his Master is guiding him to bring him pleasure. Izzy moans softly, lapping at the tip. Ed’s cock is on the smaller end, a cute little thing, barely enough to get in his mouth. Izzy’s a bit obsessed with it.
“Fuck!” Ed moans out, hips bucking up into Izzy’s mouth. Izzy hums around him, loving the slight burn as Ed pulls his hair, keeping him where he is, as if he’d ever even think about leaving. He’d spend his life with his face between Ed’s legs if he could. “Just like that, puppy, not gonna last.”
Izzy sucks Ed’s cock exactly how he likes it, suction and slow circles with his tongue, until Ed is crying out and rutting up into his mouth. He doesn’t move away, doesn’t stop sucking for a second, and Ed doesn’t pull him away.
“Izzy, puppy,” Ed huffs, grinding up against him. “Fuck, your mouth. Best thing in the world.”
Izzy licks him to another orgasm, Ed’s thighs trembling around his head, keeping him boxed in against Ed’s cock. Izzy just moans, letting his tongue rub against the length of Ed’s cock as he feels wetness on his chin.
Ed pulls him away after that one, still shaking a little. Izzy slides up the bed to lie next to him, rubbing his mouth with the back of his mind and smiling wide.
“Fuck,” Ed breathes. Izzy nods his agreement.
“That was…” he takes a deep breath, coming down from the headspace that had left him mostly nonverbal. “So good. Thank you. Thank you.” He wraps an arm around Ed, pressing close to him.
“It felt so good,” Ed murmurs, pressing a kiss to his forehead, throwing an arm over Izzy’s body and pulling him into his body. “We gotta do that again.”
Izzy nods against Ed’s shoulder and nuzzles into his neck. “Sorry for biting you. Just got really puppy,” he mumbles.
“It’s alright, baby.” Izzy shivers a little, pleased and happy. “Love your marks, you know that. Love when you go all puppy. You’re so cute.”
Ed ruffles his hair and Izzy whines, trying not to let it drop him back into a puppy headspace. He’s not sure he’s succeeding.
“You know, I could go for another round.” Ed’s voice is hot against his ear. “What do you think, puppy?”
Izzy lifts his head and nods, Ed laughing at his eagerness. Izzy could definitely go for more. Whatever Ed wants from him, he’ll happily give. “Might need to pump again,” he mumbles, glancing over at the chair where he’d left it.
Ed nods and lets go of him. “Go get it, pup. Can’t wait for you to fuck me again.”