Escalation

"Since you lost," Stephanie said, meeting Aaron's eyes knowingly, "you have to sit on his lap."

"Okay…" Shyly, without putting up a word, Cassandra crawled over to Aaron. Fuck, he just wanted to grab her rear. Instead, he allowed her to come close to him, cuddling against his chest as she plopped down on his bulge. The warmth must have surprised her because she shivered. His arms wrapped around her waist, locked in.

It was then Stephanie started to creep towards her. Enveloping the blonde was a unique type of confidence never seen before. A radiance filled with seduction and allure. Stephanie licked her lips as she came very, very close to Cassandra's face, lips nearly touching. Cassandra didn't seem to grasp what was happening.

"Happy birthday, Cassandra." With that, Stephanie smirked, cheeks pink, and then dived down to eat her out.

"Mmmph!" Cassandra squirmed and slapped her hands over her mouth as Stephanie grabbed her by the thighs and inserted her tongue. Aaron held Cassandra in place and whispered in her ear.

"Happy birthday, Cass…"

Was it a wonder that after all the drinks, talking, and games that they would end up in a room furiously eating the birthday girl out? Of course not. It was expected at this point. The sexual tension between him and Stephanie had been palpable to be mistaken for telekinesis. A silent agreement that they would show Cassandra the best night of her life.

The blonde wasn't especially skilled. In fact, judging by the way her head moved and her tongue lashed out on Cassandra's pussy, she had never eaten out another woman. Luckily, Cassandra was hypersensitive tonight, the mix of **** and emotional connection bringing her higher and higher. Aaron felt Cassandra squirm and wither in his lap, moaning and groaning.

"Does it feel good?" Aaron whispered in her ear. Cassandra shuddered as she nodded desperately and moaned. "Relax, Cass. Just relax."

Stephanie started to adapt. She traced her vulva, then flicked her tongue around the shape of her lit. A hefty sound escaped Cassandra, something between a moan and a shriek. Stephanie had struck gold. She continued and Cassandra started to kick her legs, abashed. Stephanie kept a firm hold of her thighs while Aaron maintained his strong arms around her.

"Aw, come on, babe," Aaron said, "don't worry, it's all right. Do you want me to give you oral next…?"

The Batgirl, the Orphan, Black Bat, the Nothing, could do nothing. Lodged between her two closest mates, she could do nothing but receive. The oral fanatic that was Stephanie didn't let her breath for a second. Moan, moan, moan, moan, until–

"Cumming!"

She squirted all over Stephanie's face. Her expression twisted in delight, in raw exhilaration of both sexual and emotional pleasure. Her juices didn't come as a surprise to the blonde and she smirked up at her friend when she was done.

"That was faster than I expected," Stephanie muttered, cleaning herself with a nearby tissue. Cassandra was so embarrassed, she purposely avoided her gaze. "C'mon, Cass. That was fun, wasn't it?"

Cassandra continued avoiding her…and then felt something underneath her. Something was lifting her, a hammer–

No, it was Aaron's cock, swelling and growing erect, Cassandra could feel herself becoming absolutely soaked. The anticipation, the memories, it all came rushing at her. Her best friend was correct, there was no need to hold back. This cock, this man, alongside Stephanie…

This would truly be the best night in her life.

A polite hand gripped the male's wrist. A message to release her. Aaron did. Cassandra crawled forward and then rotated towards him, smiling expectedly. Stephanie looked at her friend, puzzled, then noticed the great bulge threatening to pop out from Aaron's crotch. She swallowed audibly.

"W-wow. That's, uh…" Stephanie had never seen anything like this, unlike Cassandra, who calmly and confidently slithered to the waistband of his boxers and slowly pulled it down. It was an impossible effort. His dick refused to expose itself to the world as the fabric struggled.

His cock flung out, a genuine and shameless display of the peak of humanity. Stephanie couldn't believe it. Cassandra nuzzled against it like it was her favourite toy. So long, so thick, it seemed to be the perfect cock. Oversized yet strangely pleasant. Monstrous but not terrifying.

The blonde slithered next to Cassandra, her face on the other end of his cock. Comparing silently, comparing to her head, to her past lovers, to the largest dildos she had used. Stephanie Brown could say for certain that this…this was the single most impressive thing she had ever seen.

With Cassandra on the left side of his semi-erect cock and Stephanie on the left, Aaron felt complete. The two Batgirls–they were his. He couldn't believe it. An exhilarating sigh left him. His cock twitched as if it was alive, surprising Stephanie. Blood worked into the beige mass and grew taller and harder until it reached its ultimate form. The additional inches bewildered the novice blonde.

"Wow." Stephanie huffed. She breathed. She panted. Her ocean blue morphed into addiction and lust. "Your cock just so…aesthetically pleasing. The shape and silhouette is streamlined and visually clear. I mean, it has intense veinage and obvious girth, but it's like…aerodynamic. Not just grotesque in a classical, monstrous sense. Perfect. It's perfect."

"...okay?"

Between the three of them, an awkward laugh was shared. Then, it was the beginning of something new. Warm, fresh tongues went up and down his veins, going slow as they teased him. Aaron clenched his fist. The sight was unbearably hot. Two women, two Batgirls, all for his pleasure. Licking, licking, licking…

As one, the two of them kissed his balls and began to lather their saliva all over the sack. Cassandra nuzzled her nose and drained its addicting scent. Stephanie did the same and came out with a sigh that sounded like it had been held her whole life.

"Jesus," Stephanie murmured, taking another whiff, "you smell addicting, like…masculine strawberries, if that makes sense."

Who the fuck cared if it did or didn't? She was growing attached to his sack, what more could a man ask for? While Stephenie continued sniffing and investigating, Cassandra's tongue did its job. Veins, shaft, ballsack, so much was greedily and faithfully tainted with her essence that Aaron might as well have belonged to her. Her ability to pick apart his most sensitive zones was unparalleled. It was like she had x-ray vision.

"Mmm…" Aaron cupped Cassandra by the cheek, his thumb going in circles. "Good girl…"

His praise lit her up and she suddenly glided along his length till she was hovering above his cockhead. Then, smiling deviously, she opened her mouth and dipped her head down. Down, down, down, she went, swallowing inches upon inches. Stephanie was utterly gobsmacked and stopped to witness her friend deepthroat the largest, thickest penis she had ever seen. Hearing her man groan under her skillset encouraged to go faster. Her head bobbed up and down, her hands pumping the length she could not reach, and rolled her neck in circles in order to facilitate her tongue.

Cassandra could make a man nut in a few seconds with her near superhuman skills but Aaron was experienced enough to resist. He clung on to the defying base in his cock and resisted the pleasure building up. She wasn't just good, she was godly. Extraordinary. Marvellous. Fabulous. She just looked so pretty slobbering over his cock.

"W-wait…" Stephanie interjected, wide-eyed, "...hang on a second, this is supposed to be Cass' birthday…"

Cassandra didn't seem to hear her but Aaron did. Watching her put in so much effort just to take in eight or nine inches of his schlong felt…wrong. It was supposed to be her reward, even though the day had technically passed. He placed a hand on Cassandra's head and gently told her to stop. She obeyed and picked herself off his long, burly cock. With her sleeve, she wiped the thick saliva connecting the tip and her lips.

"G-good." Despite her word, Stephanie couldn't help but steal glances at his wet, slobbered cock. It was like magic. An impossible task. Cassandra, however, made the impossible possible. "Jeez…" she muttered under breath.

Remember that binder Cassandra had been using? Well, according to Stephanie, it could be used for more than just a bra. It could be used to blindfold someone. Aaron was immediately onboard with the idea, as was Cassandra. She was positively delighted as blackness entered her vision and she was **** to rely on her senses.

"Smells like training," Cassandra commented. Sitting on the edge of the bed, her ears perky and her nose twitching, it seemed like she could sense everything in the room. Stephanie and Aaron stood still. Exchanging smiles, they started the session. The real birthday gift.

Operation Edging.

Aaron started off with a bang as he sat beside Cassandra and traced a finger up and down her arm. She shuddered under his touch. She always did. But Aaron took it one step further and guided her hand to his erection, allowing the palm of her hand to cover his knob. She massaged it tenderly, feeling it twitch and writhe. His husky voice breathed into his ear. "It's so close, you know? So, so close…"

His blonde counterpart went for a different reaction. Rather than subtly, she chose to pepper Cassandra's scars with kisses. She didn't miss a single mark as she went from her feet all the way up to her breasts. Her platonic soulmate seemed to recognize every inch in her body, just like Aaron did.

Her body trembled. Stephanie's soft, red lips planted kiss after kiss, comfort after comfort. Then there was Aaron, whispering lewd comments and vulgarities. "You're so beautiful," he muttered in her ears, "absolutely perfect. From your little perky tits, your lithe legs…" With his own hand, he made her palm roll his glans. Sticky pre-cum attached itself to her. She shivered, tempted to lick it off her. "..to your lean arms. Amazing. Perfect. You're so perfect…"

"N-no…" Cassandra replied, stumbling over her words, "I…no…am not…"

"Of course you are, babe," Aaron leaned in closer and nibbled on her earlobe. Cassandra whimpered. "What am I saying to you?"

"...I…don't know…"

It was an honest admission. He almost wanted to frown. To think such a cute chick thought so lowly of herself…time to change that.

"You're beautiful…" Aaron said. "Say it with me: you are beautiful. The scars, the firmness in your muscles, it is what perfects your beauty."

She murmured something unintelligible. He glanced at Stephanie to encourage her. She did by skipping three steps and sucking on her nipples. Softly, not like some rash brute. She was tenderly kissing them, suckling them, making sure each breast got the loving attention it deserved. Cassandra went upright and nearly backed away. Aaron held in her place.

"Say it." Aaron nudged her on with the lowest whisper he could muster. "Say it, Cass…"

"...beautiful…"

"Say it fully."

"...I am beautiful," she begrudgingly admitted. Of her own accord, as if needing to let out steam, she stroked his length. One hand wasn't enough and she was enticed to use her second. She didn't after hearing his words. His whispers.

"It's all yours. Tonight is your night, Cassandra Cain. It all belongs to you. Gotham, Stephanie…" A pause as she gripped his cock tightly. Aaron almost laughed. "...me."

She rubbed her thighs. He could smell it–the lewd juices slipping between her legs. Without a visual representation, all she could do was feel. With the blindfold, everything was amplified. The voices, the kisses, the touches, the throbbing cock…everything was within her grasp yet not. "Yes…"

Stephanie, noticing her sudden clamp, **** her thighs open and teased her cunt with a finger. She didn't insert, rather, she acted like she was about to and outlined the stretched out edges of her pussy. Then, Stephanie kissed the inside of her thigh and raised herself up. She ended this initial stage by suckling on her neck and planting two hickeys. After that, she plopped down to Cassandra's left, mirroring Aaron.

Still blindfolded, shivering and on the cusp of an orgasm, Cassandra waited for the next move. It never came. The throbbing cock in her hand stopped twitching. Its warmth acted as a comfort but the strange silence didn't.

"W-what's happening…?" Cassandra asked. "Steph…Aaron…?"

"Don't worry, Cass." Stephanie carefully wrapped her arms around her and placed her on her lap. The birthday girl remained quiet, puzzled and astonished, but not wanting it to stop. Stephanie grinned down at her bestie, despite knowing Cassandra couldn't see her.

A massive cock slapped on top of her stomach. A gasp instinctively escaped Cassandra. The molten hot pipe was like a shock like none other. She felt every inch and vein on her. At this point, she had memorized Aaron like the back of her hand.

Once again, she was lodged between the two people closest to her in the most intimate position possible. Head on Stephanie's lap and legs spread wide for Aaron to penetrate. It was emotional yet sexual. It was…perfect.

They had fucked so many times her hole practically welcomed him inside. Stephanie watched the magic happen tentatively, concerned on whether her friend could take such a huge thing. She could. She did. Her cunt stretched due to the weeks they had been apart and Cassandra loved it. She had been craving this sensation, this tightness in her pussy as he entered her. His swelling head felt so fucking good, she moaned quietly, like a whore trying not to fake her reactions. Stephanie was gobsmacked.

"I'm about to fill you up…" Aaron said, drawing closer and closer. He leaned over and grabbed Cassandra by the thighs. A shudder. She clamped down on him as she slowly engulfed his huge cock.

"What the fuck…" Stephanie muttered, "How is that even possible…?"

Aaron snorted. She hadn't seen anything yet. This session, this blindfold technique, it heightened Cassandra's pleasure and because of that he was taking it easy. He didn't want to go too hard and fuck her till she broke. He wanted her to feel him as he throbbed and twitched. As he drew himself closer and closer to the deepest parts of her.

Her chest heaved up and down. The anticipation was too much. The eight inches of his cock was too much. Seeing her calm, cool, and collected friend freak out over a dick like this…

"Mmm….!" She bit her lip and discreetly slid a finger into her pussy. She worked herself slow, building up to match what Cassandra was feeling. She matched his thrusts as he went deeper, deeper, and deeper. A lengthy, decrepit moan came out of Cassandra once he finally sheathed his full length.

"So…much…cock…" Blind, she could only feel, taste, and smell. She could feel the big, fat cock stretching out her walls. She could taste and smell the arousing sweat of Stephanie. Cassandra felt…fulfilled.

Aaron smiled and caressed her cheeks. "I'm going to move."

She nodded. She probably never would have expected that moving meant fucking her brains out. He didn't go slow. He didn't match the tone of the session. He revved up to the eleven and bucked his hips back and forth like an uncaring motherfucker.

Cassandra gaped. "Mmmmmm…`" Her voice vibrated as she moaned. She loved it. She loved every thrust, every deep kiss to her womb, every time his girth skidded her already stretched walls. Faster, faster, faster. He went so much faster that Cassandra couldn't believe it. Her neck tilted back into Stephanie's lap, eyes rolled back. Her dignity was saved by her blindfold but even Stephanie could tell she could getting fucked stupid; that within the darkness, she saw stars. She saw heaven.

Aaron grunted as he felt her clamp down on him hard. "C-cumming," Cassandra announced, howling. Her toes curled. Her arms shook and her hands rolled into a tight fist. Aaron immediately stopped, allowing her to ride out her intense orgasm.

"Ha….hah….!" Cassandra could barely catch her breath, not to mention the aftershocks seemed to tease her into another orgasm. Then there was his cock. His thick, fat burly cock. She could feel it throb. It was like it belonged inside her, parked in her womb. She twitched. Her lungs exhaled rapidly.

She came again.

Fucking hell, it was intense. He hadn't moved yet her body was spasming as if he had pumped her with his load, which was exactly what she wanted. Her walls, her cunt, it was wringing him for his sperm. Aaron resisted. The pull of her cunt continued. He couldn't stop the tiny groan from his lips.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, Cass," Aaron murmured, "you're so damn tight. So…damn…fuck…!"

Her walls narrowed and clenched tightly. Like a hot, wet blanket, he felt tight, compact, and unbelievably pleasant. Looking down at her squirming body, her humble breasts, her covered eyes, he could sense the unimaginable gratification she was feeling. A fulfilment she could only receive from him, Aaron Reigner. A connection so deep that it went beyond between cock and pussy.

'Fuck, I just to creampie her.' He exhaled loudly, weakly. 'Fuck! Fuck! Ngh…!'

So tight! So fucking tight! Aaron thought he had adjusted. Cassandra thought she had adjusted. After so much fucking, they presumed they could fuck like a normal couple and for a while they could. But now, a little after her birthday, it felt like they hadn't made progress at all. It felt like he could cum at the mere touch of her and that she would orgasm and tighten every second he was inside her.

He slowed down. His pace matched their restricted breathing. Slow thrusts, gentle thrusts of his hips, quiet hiccups of pleasure. The sweat, the smell, the odour, Cassandra inhaled it and came again. This time, Aaron couldn't resist the urge–the temptation to cream the birthday girl. The pressure building up in his balls got heavier and heavier until…he seemingly couldn't. He released the contents in his sack and filled her up with his seed. A heavy, grated gasp echoed from her.

"T-thank–" Cassandra cut herself off, climaxing. "A-Aaron–I…I…mmmh….gooood~♡! Cum! Cum~♡! Cum~♡!"

She couldn't see through the blindfold despite craving Aaron's limaxing face. Instead, she could only feel the sensation of being filled up by him: a passionate tenderness like none other. Sweat poured down her like rain as her body tanked the male intruders swimming inside her. The typical moaning, the typical howling, the typical begging ensued, of course. Yet somehow it was different because it was Cassandra speaking. It was Cassandra begging and squirming and climixing.

"L-love…" Aaron perked up between her babbles of moaning and words. "Love…you…love, love! Lovelove~♡! Love youuuu~♡!"

Aaron's balls clenched as hard as they could and proceeded to unload another fresh batch. Hearing her admit that, hearing those words even though they were spoken from a sexual frenzy…fuck…he just wanted to fuck and cuddle with her. He wanted to give her everything. He grabbed her by the ankles and lurched himself inside, hips and cock working together for a hungry plunge to her core. He didn't say a word. He simply came and came and came. Throbbing, throbbing, throbbing. He had taken her away from Stephanie's lap and into him. He was so deep and cumming so much that he thought he saw heaven again.

Finishing inside her was easily one of the best moments of Aaron's life. Pulling out was a massive struggle as her cunt clung on to him and begged him not to leave. His cock belonged inside her and he agreed. Unfortunately, his hefty load needed a place to escape. It couldn't stay inside her forever. The inside he popped out, there was so much thick, viscous cum spilling that Stephanie's throat hitched in surprise. She could see it. She could see the sheer amount of fertile, vigorous seed. It was like nothing she had seen before.

Stephanie swallowed, trembling, and said, "W-wow…" She swallowed the bile in her throat again. "That…is quite the birthday present, huh?"

Cassandra's head rolled on her side, still blindfolded, and still recovering. Stephanie wanted to pay her some attention but–

"It's real pretty…and big…" Stephanie drawled out. Aaron's erection managed to stiffen from the comment. She glanced at her laid out friend–the female who she considered to be the strongest woman she knew. The sweet, shy Cassandra that was apparently this man's personal cum dumpster.

Her g-string was soaked. She inhaled sharply, gave her blindfolded friend one last look, and crawled over. It was her turn. It was time for Stephanie Brown to get absolutely fucked.

With her feet, in a display of supreme human skill, she got an elastic band from the side table and flicked it to her hand. She tied up her golden hair, blowjob style. Aaron knew what was coming. She took a mouthful of his cock and cleaned him.

Cumming inside one Batgirl and then having the other suck on his dick was an unforgettable experience. He didn't need to put his hands on her or order her to do anything either. The consent was totally mutual here. This had all happened because they wanted it to happen.

Aaron sat back, arms behind him, and sighed in relief. Stephanie wasn't particularly skilled. The number of inches she could deepthroat was even less impressive as she could generally only take in his swelling cock head.

"Good work," Aaron praised, sighing. "You Batgirls aren't to be underestimated."

Stephanie was too busy suctioning his dick to hear his compliment. All focus was on servicing him. All focus was on cleaning him. Aaron could perfectly control his hypnosis now and he knew she wasn't doing this because of that. Stephanie Brown was doing this because she wanted to. Her tongue slithered around his glans as if it was a delicious lollipop. She didn't slobber all over him and instead drank the juices trickling down his shaft, whether it was Aaron's or Cassandra's.

It was a long, tedious process, especially as she oftentimes paused to catch her breath. He allowed it because he could tell she hadn't done it in a while. A year, perhaps longer? Regardless, it was Aaron's cock she was training herself on. She couldn't possibly find something better.

"You have such a tight little cunt, don't you?" Stephanie, enthralled by her blowjob, did not his finger teasing her slit. Hardly less than an inch inside yet gripping him madly. He smiled. His fingers was fucking drenched in her juices. Inexperience or not, she was wet enough to cause a waterfall. "This is going to be fun."

"Oh–" The second Stephanie looked away from his dick, Aaron picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder. His hand gripped her ass cheek tightly, the iconic bubble butt finally in his hands. It wasn't as firm as Cassandra's, soft enough that his fingers could grope them tenderly, but there was still a remarkable toned aspect to them. He loved it. "H-hey, where are we–"

They weren't going far. He placed her close to the door and smiled. Stephanie flicked between his face, his erection, then the door. She smiled back and stepped back until her back hit the wall. They kissed. They made out.

"Again, choosing a g-string is quite…" A hand went down to grip the Batgirl booty. Smirks were exchanged.

"Then I guess I should take it off."

He watched as she slid the fabric down to her feet and tossed it in Cassandra's directions. He buried his lips into her neck, kissing the shorter blonde for giving access to her pussy. Because really, what was going to happen when he penetrated her? Obviously, he would own her hole. Simple as that. Stephanie lifted her leg and hooked it over his shoulder. His hand held her ankles tightly and gave it a kiss. His cock gradually entered her.

"Ooh, gosh! Shit! You're really…mmmph!" Stretching her. He was stretching her beyond belief, beyond any dildo or penis ever had. It was a matter of size, really. Aaron was longer, thicker, and better. She could feel it. She had tasted it. Her neck tilted back, she moaned obscenely. "You're so nice…and deep…fuck…how deep…are…"

Stephanie glanced down with an eye and went wide. Six inches. That was it. There was so much of his shaft remaining, she hiccuped. It was like he had shoved the biggest cock in the world yet it was plain as day that he had barely gotten started. Her jaw clenched.

"H-how…did Cass…" she trailed off, unable to form words. Seeing her pussylips wrap around his girth was…

"Mmh! Oh~♡! Gah~♡! A-amazing~!"

Aaron smirked, kissed her on the forehead, and went deeper. More moans. More squirming. And of course, before he could fit his length inside, she orgasmed.

"F-fuuuck….!" Stephanie was unexpectedly quiet as the orgasm shook her mind and body. Her toes trembled and she nearly fell to the side. Aaron locked her in place, however, with his hands slipped onto her waist. Her slim, sensitive waist that seemed to shiver under his touch.

For a second, he was still. The complete length was his cock was lodged inside, reaching places she had never thought possible. Blue eyes rolled back, her body just barely started to comprehend the level of pleasure and deepness she was feeling. It was like someone was kissing her and rousing her awake.

"W-what…a…cock…" Stephanie murmured, drooling. "What a–"

The ballerina sex position was quite intimate and close. He was pressed against her and as he had pushed his cock deeper, they came closer and closer until they were glued together. Sweat and sexes coming together. He twisted her torso and on instinct she threw her hands to the door to regain her equilibrium. Perfect. Just like that, the stage was set. As she pressed her hands to the door on top of her leg slung over his shoulder, Aaron started thrusting. The angle was magnificent. Completely out of this world.

Her cunt was sloping wet and insanely tight. It was the first she had ever taken a cock of this magnitude but also the first time she had been this turned on. Her booty was to the side but he couldn't help but want to slap it. It was fucking Batgirl. Hundreds of men and women in Gotham had wanted to grope that thing. Like a perverted man with no dignity, he groped her. Stephanie liked that. Then, his arousal nearing its peak, he slapped her bottom.

"God~! Fuck!" She squeezed him dry, nearly coaxing a load from him. Gritting his teeth, he was able to stop the premature ejaculation and stared at her twisted expression. Aaron smirked.

"Ooh, you like that, huh?" He slapped her again. The recoil felt great against his hand. Her walls tightened up again. "Oooh. So you want to get spanked? Want to get fucked? Is that it?"

"Y-yes!"

Stephanie tightened up. It wasn't just his actions, it was his words. She loved it. She wanted to be degraded. She wanted to get fucked. She wanted it all.

"Such a greedy little whore. Aren't I your best friend's birthday present? How could you be so fucking greedy!" Clap! Clap! Clap! He went harder. Faster. Flesh slapped flesh and daunting wet echoes filled the room. "You like it when I talk dirty!?"

"Y-yes! YES!"

"Pffft! Batgirl, huh? You're just some blonde bitch bimbo! Say it with me, you're just a dumb blonde bimbo!"

"I'm a dumb blonde bimbo! I'm a dumb blonde bimbo! Please! Please! Keeeeep fuuuuucking meeeee~!"

He did. Aaron decided he would try this adjusted ballet dancer sex position with someone else because he came like a man needing to breed. He pumped her with more cum than she had seen in a lifetime and Stephanie couldn't even see it. The Batgirl fainted in his arms as soon as he started spurting.

Aaron kept her afloats, arms wrapped around her, until he was done. Then, he set her down. The blonde whore was athletic and strong but she couldn't compete with what Aaron was now.

Before he could see the cum gush out from her hole, a strong hand pulled him back and onto the bed. It could only be one woman. He smiled.

"Cass, you're back." The blindfold was off too and he could see her face in its full glory, including her greedy brown eyes. Straddling him, his cock remained as hard as steel and laid hot against her stomach. "You look hot and bothered. Anything wrong?"

Her hands massaged his twitchy glans and she smiled down at him. "Very nice, long hard cock," she said, stroking him, "only for me though. Steph later."

"I know, I know." His back went upright and he kissed her. The two melted into each other as they wrapped their hands around their heads and went deeper. They wished so badly that they could just be inside each other…forever. Alas, that wasn't possible. Wedged between their cores, his shaft twitched. Pre-cum leaked. Cassandra giggled.

Eventually, Aaron was inside her in that exact position. Close and taut, lips intermingling, chest and breasts pressed and squeezed. There was no roughness. He didn't move his hips nor did she move hers. They simply sat there, connected, basking in each other's warmth. The moist yet warm clenching of her cunt and the hot throbbing of his shaft. It was–

"Mmmm…"

–otherworldly. Aaron finished inside her without a word. It was quiet, almost as if it had never happened. But it did. Cassandra's moans were covered by his lips. Her twitches, the shocks permeating through her body, he hugged her tightly to keep her reactions. The intensity was contained yet just as high and special. A tremendous gift for Cassandra Cain. She herself must have climaxed a dozen times in the span of his release. It was like an expulsion she had been desiring for weeks.

"Aaron…" Cassandra called out huskily, "love…this…"

Even as his climax ended, his balls contracted softly. Pumping and pumping sperm inside her. Throbbing over and over again. Cassandra shuttered. His balls were wrung dry. They felt so, so, so tight Aaron felt like he was ascending. His gaze was misty and uncoated in the woman in front of him. Clench, clench, clench…his own cum trickled down and smothered his ballsack.

He didn't know how long it was until he was done. Honestly? He didn't care either because he already knew they were going to keep going anyway.