Fill her Mouth.

A wicked smirk was the only warning Dominique had before Victor pulled out of her throat and didn’t thrust back into it. Her throat throbbed as she coughed with a mouthful of cock, wondering if he was giving her a break. The next warning was feeling his cock throb and fluid flowing through it, and she held her breath instead. Then she felt her mouth fill with hot, thick, and musky liquid - followed by even more of it. She felt herself trembling and gushing with the realization he was filling her mouth with semen. As she started swallowing her professors cum, she also came to the realization that something about this felt really good.

She heard him chuckle as she continued gulping down the continuing torrent of cum. “Would you look at that, your first taste of a man's cum and you’re practically cumming yourself. Do you like knowing you can break my control with that mouth of yours?” He said as his orgasm came to an end, reaching down and brushing her hair from her face. She released his cock from her mouth and looked up at him, feeling a bit smug.

“Well, like you said, I need to make it happy if I want you to take care of me - I’d say I made him pretty happy.” Dominique said in return, poking the tip of his member with her finger then wrapped her hand around it. Victor barked out a laugh as she idly jerked him off. A part of Dominique reminded her the man was still quite hard - though she found the fact to make her more giddy than put out. His hand moved from her hair to the top of her head, patting it.

“I suppose you’re right… but from the looks of it, ‘it’s’ not satisfied with just that.” He said before his hand gripped the roots of her hair and pulled her up. She took the prompt quickly and scrambled to her feet as the man pulled her into a searing kiss. Dominique let out a squeak of surprise and froze wide-eyed, did he really just finish in her mouth and then kiss it anyway? He pulled her from the kiss and took a deep breath. “And Frankly, neither am I.”

Oh, that made her tremble.

He noticed that.

“So… we’re both obviously wearing too much, as much as I want to rip you and myself out of these clothes I’m not doing all the work.” Victor said as he let go of her hair and reached for her bindings. A sharp tug had them undone, save for a spot where it got knotted up just under her breasts. The sudden release of pressure around her breasts and the increase just underneath them **** the air out of her lungs - something quickly remedied with a gasp as cold air hit her bare breasts and nipples. “So, let’s get started.”

He pulled again, causing her to stumble forward to him, closing the gap between them and leaving her leaning against his chest. She looked up as he let go of her binding cloth and instead clasped her head between his hands, fingers weaving through her hair. She could do nothing but part her lips in welcome as Victor brought his lips down against hers. His tongue slid into her mouth and immediately started to poke and prod her own tongue, and when she tried to move it to prod back he would press down on it - as if holding it down, telling her to stay down. Her own hands moved from his trousers, taking a moment to stroke his cock - still hard and wet with her saliva - before gripping the waistband to pull them down. As they fell to his ankles she moved up, unbuttoning his vest as he pulled the zipper on her skirt, letting it fall before slipping his hands into her already torn leggings. A pulse of magic shredded them off of her as she finished pulling his vest off of her.

She halfheartedly swatted his chest for that, and he pulled from the kiss in response. “I needed those for my flying lessons.”

He let go of the sides of her head to grip her lower jaw, holding her mouth open. “You’ll need a new solution then, I intend to make good use of our agreement and those will only be in the way.” He said as she gripped his shirt. He let go of her for a second so she could pull it off over his head and arms, letting her toss it to the side before he picked up his now naked student by her hips.