Kostas has a new experience.

Twice now Byleth had been aggressively taken by him. Even if he could only recall one of those times, she felt a change of pace was in order...

Byleth removed his hands from her head, placing them at his side.

“Just relax,” she said, leaving her hands on his for a moment as though to emphasize her point, “You’ve done more than enough for now. Please, let me…”

Kostas was just about to sit up and take her again like he would any woman, but as she spoke up, he reclined back, curious what it would be like to not have to take his pleasure for once.

Byleth smiled, seeing the uncertain acceptance in his furrowed brow - perhaps this was the first step in a long road.

Byleth resumed her movements, carefully teasing his cock with her fingers. She would work the shaft, gently and evenly pumping him before turning her attention back to the head. An occasional flick of the tongue, a gentle application of ****, before resuming taking the organ back into her mouth. She gripped his legs, feeling the taught muscle his lifestyle had cultivated. They flexed and tensed as her head rose and fell upon him, each descent managing to go just a bit further.

The taste was getting more bearable now, not just the general musk from such a rugged man, but the remnants of their encounter from the previous night. If she could clean his cock in such a state then doing her due-diligence after they had sex again shouldn’t be a problem at all. This in mind, Byleth redoubled her efforts, diving upon him even faster now.

For Kostas, this was a first, to have a woman servicing him as such; he was so used to having to take what pleasure he could that the concept of simply receiving it was… enticing. He felt obligated to keep his hands where she had placed them, fighting the urge to go back to his brutal ways. His fingers now dug into the bed, his muscles moving in **** ways, now lost after so many years spent aggressively fucking for his release.

As she would engulf his cock, his face would contort.

As her lips approached the base of his shaft, his chest would heave.

As her hands would grasp his thighs, his legs would tense.

Kostas truly had to fight against himself to avoid taking her head in his hands and fucking her mouth like he would her cunt. He wasn’t entirely sure as to why he didn’t… perhaps rationalizing that it was a challenge to be met - a display of his willpower!

His hips bucked as Byleth released him from her mouth, the lewd professor now teasing the underside of the head with her tongue as it flopped down. His midsection convulsed, unable to help himself against her teasing. He strained his head to one side, smiling, but also glaring at her as she toyed with him. His breaths came through in slow, powerful bursts. He was oh, so close now.

She took him into her mouth once more and immediately accelerated to a pace much faster than before, trying her best to bring him to release. Down and again, over and over. There was no texture anymore, just lubricated flesh as her mouth rapidly worked his cock… before Kostas bucked his hips upwards and a salty, pungent flavor filled her mouth. Memories of that night in the forest came flooding back. Of when he first had her mouth. Of how he threatened to take her back to his camp and put a leash on her. It felt like forever ago and now she was willingly guzzling his cum, making sure to swallow it as best she could.

Kostas let out a deep, guttural moan and his body contorted as much as Byleth did the night before. She had to be careful to avoid having her face smacked into by his rising hips.

Eventually - and amazingly - she was able to swallow every bit of his load. Taking a small moment to recover, she quickly flashed her open mouth to him before smiling. Kostas barely registered what she had done, still in shock at just how amazing it all was. His chest heaved as the young professor pulled herself up the bed to lay back beside him.

“Well? Satisfied?” she asked coyly, stroking his chest with her finger.

“It- it was…” Kostas started, but failed to find the right response.

He kept shaking his head, trying to come up with the right words to express exactly what he felt, but eventually ended up hugging her close and letting out something between a laugh and a content sigh.

Byleth nestled beside him, her cheek resting on his chest, arm around his torso...

“Yeah… I can make this work…”

Support level between Kostas and Byleth went up.