Wakey Wakey

Ava attempted to smile at Dagaz, failing in the attempt as she was betrayed by a yawn escaping. She tried again. "It's morning already?

"Not exactly." he told her. "You slept though that. And pretty much all of the day. It's evening again."

She stretched across the bed, not bothering to cover her modesty with the stained and soaked bedsheets, instead she lay there naked to the world basking in the afterglow of the many orgasms Dagaz had just coaxed from her.

"Wow. I'm sorry, you must think I'm so lame after all this, and you've been so sweet to me."

"Lame? Nooo. Definitely not lame." He leant in to plant a kiss on her lips. She could taste her own juices on his tongue as she reciprocated. "Try beautiful. Tasty too," he said with a wry smile, trailing a finger across her still slick cunt and bringing it to his mouth to suck her orgasm from it. He dipped back a second time, eliciting the little shiver of pleasure he'd intended before settling himself on the bed next to her.

Ava actually blushed, even as her face lit up at his compliment. It might not have been the most adorable sight he'd ever seen, but it easily made the top 3.

"So, nice wake up call? How you feeling?"

"Tingly. Even more so now." she giggled. "That was... Wow. Like just wow Dagaz. I'll have to pass out in a strangers home more often if I'd have know that was how I'd be woken up."

"Well, I don't think we still qualify as strangers do you, considering." He finished licking the last of her juices from his finger. "Plus I kinda wanted to return the favour, so to speak. And you've got some moves yourself you know right."

His ears caught the sound of her mentioning something about him not having seen anything yet, uttered just below a whisper but enough for his sensitive ears to detect. The prospect of it made his cock twitch in his pants, a fact which did not go unnoticed. Ava's hand went down to his crotch, and finding the hardness there, slipped past his waistband.

She rolled herself onto her knees, straddling his chest with her thighs. Her stunning tits were on full display mere inches from his face, and he was helpless to deny their magnificence. They were natural as far as he could tell, he couldn't see any sign of a surgery scar, so if they were fake her surgeon was a god damn savant. His hands cupped them, lifted them to his mouth, and he lavished them with kisses.

"Ready for round two?" she whispered with a huskily, hungry voice in his ear. As she nibbled his earlobe, Dagaz reciprocated with little playful bites of her nipples. But even as her skilled hands began to work his shaft, and as much as he was eager to see exactly what tricks she may have withheld during their first encounter, he couldn't ignore the little voice at the back of his mind that wanted to find out what effects his blood may have had on the girl.

'Stupid conscience.'

"Ava. Ava, stop." His hand found hers, wrapping his fingers together with her own, he stilled her hand.

"You don't want to?" She pouted. "Doesn't it feel good?" She eased his foreskin back, and ran her thumb over his slit. The pre cum dripping there signalled that his body and his mind were far from agreement. "Don't you want to?" Squeezing his chest between her thighs, she began to bite his collar bone. "My pussy is soaking Dagaz." Reaching down to her cunt, she began to use her own juices to lube his prick up, the extra lubrication enabling her to take the hand job up a gear.

"No, no. Not that, it does." If he didn't stop her soon, he didn't think he'd be able to maintain the urge to. "It feels amazing, but..." It really did. He would have been been more than happy to have just laid back and let her work his meat in that moment, but that inner voice was still nagging him, and he found it really hard to enjoy her touch with the sound of his own internal voice berating him.

Ava's hand sped up its **** on his cock, long hard stokes down, twisting around his head as she came up. He could feel her shifting her weight down, felt the wet trail she left down his chest as she worked herself towards his hips. He felt the warmth of her as she began lining her slick pussy lips against him, the warmth of her as she teased him, never quite pushing down with enough pressure to let him part her and slip inside. He wasn't sure who was being teased and who was the one teasing.

"Don't you want to fuck me?"

He clung, desperately to his last shred of control, a herculean task considering the beauty presently astride him. "I do, I really, really do. But we have to wait." He was scrambling, and he knew it. Through the fog of his arousal he was desperately attempting to think of a rational reason that would allow him to save face until he was sure of what was going on. Ironically, the closer his climax came, the more obvious the answer became.

"We can't. I don't have condoms." hoping that would have been enough to make her slow, he was a little surprised when she increased the pressure of her cunt on his cock. Any more and he would slip inside her, and he knew that he would be powerless to resit fucking her senseless.

"You can go bareback."

'Fuuuuuck.'

Time for a different approach. "I was wrong. We don't really know each other. Oral's different, it doesn't count as sex." Ava's hand slowed it's **** on his prick ever so slightly. Instead of jacking him off, she settled on rubbing the tip of him across her entrance until his dick was completely coated in her fluid. "And we're both sober. Ish."

"I don't care. I need you to fuck me. Screw me, we both know you want to. Who cares if you don't have a rubber. It'll feel better, for both of us."

This fucking girl was going to be the **** of him. With an inner strength he hadn't known he possessed, Dagaz managed to swing his thigh off over her chest, disengaging himself. Rolling on to her back, her hands flew to her cunt. She was a hell of a sight, he though, laying there on her back knees spread, slowly running her hands down her body.

She shuddered and bit her lip when those hands found her already peaked nipples, giving them the lightest of flicks before smoothing over the rest of her chest.

'Oh God'

She took one of her hands and started playing with her right breast, groping and caressing it gently. This alone almost overwhelmed her as she felt her mind begin to lose connection with the world around her beneath her self inflicted pleasure.

Sucking her left nipple into her own mouth, she uttered a deep sigh as she sank into the plush sheets. The realisation that he was not even close to being in charge dawned on him, as Ava's new plan quickly started to become apparent.

"Fine. You don't want to fuck me. I'll fuck myself." She bit her lip, eyes dark with passionate intent that bordered on the defiant. "So now, you can just watch me. Watch me as I slide my hand a little lower..." Ava locked her eyes on his, as she slid her fingers over her dripping cunt and bit her lip seductively.

The single jolt she felt was more powerful than anything she had experienced while playing with her nipples.

“Ahhh…”

She moaned deeply, enjoying the sensation. Opening her eyes again, she allowed her fingers to touch her outer lips, gently spreading them open, and she shivered as she felt the cool air of the room on her exposed clit. The pink nub was begging to be touched, and Ava was more than ready to entertain. As she ran her index finger over her wet clit, the result was immediate, electricity fired through her body. She slid her index finger into the first knuckle, understanding the show she was putting on was leading then both down a slippery slope with only three realistic outcomes. Either she'd cum first, he'd fuck her, or he managed to resist, which meant he was obviously gay.

Even as her ring finger slipped in to join the first, she could see the look on his face, the urge building in him. She paused knuckle-deep, angling herself to truly allow him appreciate the way her lips hugged her fingers. While doing so, the blonde simply bit her lip again, looking innocently at Dagaz without a care in the world. She looked at him through hooded eyes, working herself to take even more of her long fingers. She felt her pussy suck her digits in, groaning struggling to say something, anything to describe what she's feeling. She could feel her slickness, the way her fingers slipped in and out with ease and speed.

Her thumb played with her clit as she felt around and touched all the right places. Naked skin glistening with a mix of sweat and her juices clinging to her thighs, the watery beads her only adornment, her only covering against his eyes upon her body, she looked the embodiment of a goddess.

In the midst of it all, Ava felt her pussy spasm, gripping tightly on her fingers, attempting to crush them with its contraction. The hand between her legs sped up and she wailed, her thighs quivering as her need to cum grew and grew, her need to show Dagaz exactly what he was missing by refusing her.

She was right, he did want her. Desperately. He wanted nothing more than to bury himself in her balls deep and make her scream his name as she came for him. But he'd never had this effect on someone before. This seemed to go beyond attraction, beyond your typical one — two, technically this was their second, he thought — night stand. This was bordering on something more, closer to obsession. 'Did my blood do this?'

He needed answers, time to think. Which was an incredibly hard thing to do in that moment because; A, how could he concentrate on anything given the scene before him; and B, the blood he needed to stimulate his brain was currently being diverted elsewhere. But if he was right, and this was the effect a single drop of his blood had on her, what would happen if he did fuck her. She'd already swallowed his cum, had that affected her too? But she seemed ravenous in her desire. He'd made the decision not to fuck her, but that didn't mean she couldn't climax.

“You’re so beautiful. Spread your legs wider for me. If you're going to put on a show, I want a better view."

Wordlessly she followed his instructions, a little nervous as to what she could expect to happen next, even as Dagaz ran a finger up the inside of her thigh teasingly, tracing the path her own wetness had made. He knew what she wanted, and deliberately denied her in an effort to re-establish his control of a situation that has been wrested from his grasp without him even realising it.

The scent of her arousal was so strong it was practically imprinted in his brain now. Musky, smelling slightly of sweetness that he couldn't get enough of. Her skin was so flushed all he wanted to do was suck on her clit again while she got herself off. Her fingers slapped against her slit with a wet clap as she pounded herself, and he whispered his encouragement.

“Let go for me baby, c'mon, let go. You've been so good for me love, you've done so well. Yeah... come all over your fingers, baby, just like that. You're so damn sexy looking like this, sounding like this, I loved it when you came on my face earlier, baby, love it so much. Don't you want to cum again?”

"Oh fuck oh fuck. Please please please PLEASE."

"Please what?"

"Fuck me"

"Hmm. No."

"Please Sir."

Dagaz gave her clit the lightest of touches as he moved his lips to her ear, and whispered the single word that made her cum.

"Later."

The bed was already slightly wet, her pussy splayed out with her fingers slipping in between them. Squelching filled the room as she clenched the sheets, rocking back and forth on her own fingers. He watched as she fucked herself, committing every detail of this incredible display to memory. Her light blonde hair was tossed back as she bucked her hips against her palm, a completely dishevelled mess just like she was.

But he watched hungrily as she groaned and writhed under her own touch. She picked up her pace, smashing her fingers faster and faster, harder and deeper. Only to stop. And go slow again, varying the pace. Slick. Slick. Slick. It almost sounded like a hiccup as she cried out in between moans for him to fuck her.

She felt so dirty, burning with desire for his cum. She wanted nothing more in that moment than to be filled and to be fucked senseless, and if he wouldn't give her his dick then her own digits would have to suffice.

"Tell me how good your fingers feel Ava. Tell me how much you wish it was my cock."

"Yes Sir! I wish it was you. Your big, fat cock pounding my tight little cunt."

'Sir? Where did that come from?' he thought, not that he was complaining.

"I wish you were in me right now." She hit a particularly good spot and stumbled over her words, "T-there, ufh oh my god right there don't stop please, fuck. I wish you'd fill me up with cum."

She was so close to the edge now that Dagaz could see the first twitches orgasm run across her cunt.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH GOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDD, I NEED TO CUM SO BAD! I need to cum so hard!" Ava screamed hysterically, "Why won't you fuck me Dagaz!? You let me suck your cock! OHHHHHHHHH GOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDD, YOU ATE MY PUSSY AND MADE IT YOURS! NOW PLEASE JUST MAKE ME CUM! MAKE ME CUM DAGAZ, MAKE ME CUM FOR YOU! OOOOOOOOOH FUCK, MAKE ME CUM WITH YOUR BIG DICK IN MY TIGHT LITTLE CUNT! OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSSS, IT'S YOURS, ALL YOURS. GOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDD YEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS, AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKK!"

He couldn't deny her any longer, the look of utter pleasure on her face, yet tinged with frustration made him suddenly merciful.

"Cum for me."

Those 3 simple words pushed her over the edge, pleasure became pain, pain became pleasure as she somehow managed to slip another finger inside her already stretched cunt. The sensation of that extra digit, alongside the command Dagaz had given her reduced her to a jumbled mess as orgasm after orgasm smashed into her.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH YEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS, FUCK ME! FUCK ME! OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKKK YESSSSSSSSS, OH DAGAZ, OH FUCK ME, MMMMMMMM FUCKKKKKKKKKKK!"

Ava spasmed, spiralling into a dizzying climax that shook her to her bones, wailing out his name despite her best efforts to still her tongue. The pleasure seemed to go on and on, pulling her out of and then slamming her back into her body, a wonderful ride of confused ecstasy and delirious madness. It was long, aching moments before she came back to herself. She lay on the bed, her legs shaking practically in time with the ragged breaths she managed to draw in, unable to talk through a voice that had been screamed raw.

Letting her regain her composure, which from his observations may take a month or two, Dagaz's mind spiraled, not just at the incredible display he had just witnessed, but with the possibility that maybe his commands did have an effect on Ava.

Notes:
I know a lot of you were probably expecting a full on sex scene (and it is in the works.) But not yet, there's a few scenes to go before this pair get to that stage)

As always though, if you've enjoyed what you've read, please, please leave me comments and feedback. If I don't know what works for you guys, I can't adapt.