Yes, and Hero's 'Reward'

"If I answer yes, what happens?"

Blackfire had cracked open a control panel and was in the middle of fiddling with the circuits when he finally gave an answer. He was worried about what she was doing but at this point, he really didn't have a choice. The gang was catching up and for as strong as the armor was, he really didn't want to try fighting that turret. Nor did he really think he could stop her.

"Welllllllll....., " She started, making sure to put on a sing song or so innocent tone to her voice, " We kinda need to make our own exit. And if your suit is as strong as I think it is, should be able to crack the window here."

".... Excuse me? You want to escape by doing what?"

"PLEEEEEEASE, I'm not ENTIRELY stupid here." She defended herself, "They won't be able to follow us and if you're worried about killing anyone this way, that's WHY I'm working the controls. I'm forcing the fail-safe to kick in and shunt the protective barrier down ahead of time. And speaking of...."

With an 'ah ha', Blackfire completed her work. Several alarms rang out as the lights changed from white to a red. A large metalic 'thunk' echo'd in the observatory as the heavy plated barriers started to close, blocking the thick glass or plastic or.... well whatever this place used for 'windows'. Something to look up later, right now he had to break it. Zac backed up and triggered his belt again, slamming the lever down a few times as the voice shouted out.

"Star *Slam* STAR *SLAM* STARLIGHT, BREAKER!!! LEO!!!"

The same redish gold energy from before started to form around his leg. Acting on instinct, Zac lept at the view port with his leg extended. The moment his foot hit, the energy coursed from his leg into the material, swirling through to form a large lion symbol as the sign for Leo was highlighted behind it. A large blast followed with a burst of wind right afterward as all the air started to be sucked out into the vacuum of space. Along with Zac.

He flailed his arms in a panic. He knew the suit could take vacuum from the document he read but he wasn't sure how he could navigate within it. He didn't have to worry to long as a pair of arms hooked under his armpits and dragged him along. He looked up and saw Blackfire carrying him a wide smirk on her face. Zac let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding till now.

"Oh now you can fly." he grumbled.

"If you want me to stop you could just ask." She responded. Apparently his suit let his voice reach her... somehow. "I reasoned it would be best to save what energy I had for this leg of the escape, regardless of how we got outside." Her smile widening, "Or would you rather have stolen a vessel?"

"Grand theft or property damage.... among other things." He muttered as he turned his head back to look at the station.

He caught the last moments of the shutters slamming close, with only a small amount of debris dragged out with them. And no bodies wiggling out in the darkness of space so that was good. He didn't want to be tied to killing someone even if it wasn't on purpose. His moody thoughts were broken when he noticed Blackfire going faster.

"What's up?" he looked up at Blackfire.

"Nothing. Just going to do a bit of a wide circle to get back to the ship, hopefully shake any tracking. Just enjoy the ride." she explained to him.

"Well..., not to long I hope." he grunted, the rush of everything started to dissipate.

He felt tired... oh so bloody tired now. Blackfire was a ... pain but she wasn't cruel enough to just drop him. Maybe he could just get a few minutes rest. His head lowered as his chin touched his chest and his vision started to dim. And his armor was getting lighter to..., just how tired was he? Didn't matter, he couldn't hold it together, he just wanted a quick nap now.

---

"Hey.... HEY... Wake up... Wake... SHIT"

Blackfire had lifted Zac up by the shoulders to get a better look at him... and maybe to slap his face a few times. The human had seemingly passed out... whoopie. That wasn't the problem, she could carry him. Annoying but manageable. Even with the armor he felt incredibly light.

No the problem WAS the armor and the fact it was starting to fade.

The metal around his body was starting to change into that light substance again. Starting at his hands and feet but it was spreading. Was it because he lacked the focus to maintain it now?

"Wake the fuck up and focus! I'm not letting you pull all that shit and die to vaccum as your way of taking me down!"

She gave him a few more slaps but no response. And at the rate it was 'breaking down', the armor would leave him before she got back to the ship. Well...., she could go faster but without the armor to protect him, Zac could just die from that speed anyway. She cupped his check and gave it a few hard taps.

"OI okay fine don't wake up for me..., Your daughter's gonna be alone in space with a robot and no way back home. Is that what you want? Come on, wake up for her at least you dumbass!"

No response. And the armor was fading faster. There had to be a way to keep him alive through this....

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh..." she screamed in her mind.

There was a way. She just hated it. Well, he was completely out anyway. Not like he could say anything about it.

She used a hand to grip at the helmet and with a hard tug, ripped it off, the metal fragments disappearing into light. With one last grumble, she licked her lips and pressed them hard against Zac's. Her long tongue shot past his lips and past his own tongue. Deeper and deeper it went down his throat until it had settled where she needed it to be, just above where the throat split into stomach and lung passages.

He gave a weak grunt but didn't really move. Good. This was going to be awkward to explain. Still better this than dying to vaccum. For once she was willing to admit how jealous she was of her sister, being able to do this with just her powers.

"Well..., he doesn't taste that bad.." she thought as she wrapped her arms around him and took off for 'home'.

---

Back on the ship, Blackfire was able to get inside and Zac on his feet before the little tyke arrived. She seemed to be hinding something but her eyes went wide when she saw the belt around her dad's waist. She stated talking about Power Rangers or some silly hero team that, honestly, she couldn't keep up with. She just was too fast when hyped up. As her father tried to calm her down Blackfire leaned back in her chair at the table. And then she heard about the stone that had floated away. Sitting up she walked over to Zac and nicked the stone that was attached on the belt.

"This stone had that kind of power?" She asked holding up the golden stone to her face.

"I guess? I don't know can't honestly say where I got it. It was a good.... year ago maybe more." Zac explained with a shrug, "I just focused on Layla when the belt was activating and remembered her love of the Zodiac. Where does the actual magic start and 'something Cupid did begins'? The stones never did anything weird at home."

"Nuh UH they glowed from time to time." Layla pouted with a stomp of her foot, "You and mom never listened to me about it."

"Sorry sport, I just figured whoever made this had it rigged to glow. Like those bounce balls that shine when you bounce em. You have a couple of those so..." Zac started before Blackfire's hand started to shine itself.

She took the stone and placed it between her hands, each one glowing with her magenta energy as she ground her palms hard together. Her shoulders stiffened and she started to grind her teeth as well. She even took a firmer stance to put as much pressure onto her hands as possible without just tearing the ship around her apart from her strength.

No crack, no shatter, no sound. When she revealed the palm of her hand, the stone still sat there. It gave off a weak glow as if out of defiance towards the act.

"Well, whatever it is; it's certainly made out something impressive." Blackfire said as she lazily tossed it to Zac who juggled to catch it, "There's few things I can't make a dent in; many of those reality bending, magical, or weird archotech nonsense."

"Don't try to break my stuff!" Layla cried as she jumped to grab the stone from her dad, "How'd you like it if I broke your ...*yawn...* gauntlets..."

Blackfire laughed as Layla took another big yawn. Zac sighed and picked his daughter up, cradling her in his arms. Her eyes were droopy as she started to yawn again.

"Come on sport, it's been a long day. You need some rest, even in space." he said taking her down the hallway to her bed.

"Yes yes, put the little one to bed. Maybe she can break my stuff in her actual dreams." Blackfire said with another laugh and a wave.

She waited a moment to make sure Zac's back wastturned before grabbing Carm's shoulder, the maid having started to move after him. She pulled her back and growled something before leaning in and whispering commands to her.

---

"So..... what's this about?"

He found himself back in the bedroom with Blackfire. It had taken a bit to put Layla to bed though Carm had shown up to say she'd watch over the little one. She even brought a small stool to sit in while she was in 'rest mode' as a just in case. It was a little off putting to Layla but after convincing her that Carm was something like a sheep dog or guardian at night, she finally went to sleep.

"Oh nothing." Came the response as she stretched out her arms, "I'm just a bit.... curious about something. ....., how strong are you?"

"Excuse me?"

"I'm just curious. Is that armor of yours enhancing or overriding your ability." she walked over to him and started poking at his arm, "You seem firm enough in the build category though."

"I did construction for a bit; I have muscle mass from that yeah...."

"I see." she licked her lips as her eyes narrowed.

"Block this."

Before he could say anything, he saw a blur of purple coming his way. He'd been changed by Cupid and a rewired brain from the armor(if not changed physically by it too). At this point he was probably on par with a boxer or martial arts teacher. Maybe a trained soldier. Whatever he could count as though, nothing could prepare him for her. Zac barely was able to a hand up to his face. It hardly slowed the blow down, simply causing the human to end up hitting himself with his hand, along with the foot.

Between the hit, the impact of hitting the floor, and how tired he was already; Zac was knocked out for the second time today.

Leaving Blackfire with her mouth open, hands half clenched and a vein pulsing.

"I... are...., what... I... THE FUCK!"

She hadn't even hit him that hard..., not compared to her standards. She'd even lowered the power behind it below even what she used against the gangsters on the station. Oh sure she hadn't expected him to block it. Hell having the reaction time to put a hand up was about a low a bar she had placed on him. The fact he folded like that? Construction her ass, he was all talk.

"Great I'm stuck with someone who can only fight in armor and cook. Is there ANYTHING else he can do?"

No answer came. With a rolling grumble, she walked over to him and picked him up. This was what, the 4th time she picked him up? For someone this light he was at least a little... bulky. Before she didn't have time(or need) to check him out but his back was rather broad and his arms decently thick. Maybe he hadn't been lying. Then again, with Cupid involved, how much of this was him vs how much of it was them.

If it was them though..., well. They did a decent job at least. She liked men with a little meat on them. Oh sure it was fun to just like dominate small guys, putting them under her feet(or ass) was a favorite punishment(or reward) of hers. But there was something about putting someone who was bigger and thought they were 'hot shit' in their place. Leaving someone twice her size tired, broken, and just completely done; that was where the fun was.

So he fit at least one part of her.... physical attraction. And he did taste pretty good...., and it was kinda hot seeing him rip through the gangsters.

A small crackle of energy surrounded her hand.

"....., I need some way of burning this energy off anyway." she muttered as she put him on the bed.

---

_“Hmmmm, what…’head hurts…”_Reality was coming back to him with a dull ache being the first thing to greet him. Along with something else, coming to his ears. Sounded like a foot being tapped, at a steady pace that spoke of annoyance. Sounded just like his ex with how annoyingly steady it was. God was he in hell or something?

“Ah I see you're awake. So lemme get this straight." came her voice..., no that wasn't her. Someone else.., "You’re completely useless to me save for cooking and being in that armor. I'm stuck in the back end of space with you and your daughter. Is there anything you can do?”

Different voice, same intent. Seems it hadn't been a weird dream, he was stuck with a stuck up brat..., well not much of a difference then huh? Only this one could send him through a wall rather than burying him in paper work. He wasn't sure which one was worse. He raised a hand to his temple to feel the dull throbbing there, ignoring her till her voice rose in pitch.

“Oh sure… I could kiss your ass, your highness." he grumbled, "I’m sure you’re used to people doing that. Would my 'queen' accept this peon's worship as a sign of remorse or something?”

“There’s an idea.” came her voice, several pitches lower than he had expected.

“What?”

He braced himself up on his elbows, pushing up to a sitting position as he opened his eyes. Blackfire standing there a couple steps away from the bed, arms folded just under her chest that helped push them up a bit, and that smug look on her face as always. Her foot had stopped the annoying motion which caused her boot to clack against the metal flooring.

It was surprising to see her in just boots and gloves though.

Her body was on full display to him, and she owned it. Her hands started to trace over he supple body, taking handfuls of her own breasts to give squeeze and even giving her behind a light smack. The sound of that skin contact made part of his body start to wake up as it strained against his pants. She took a step with ****, making sure to put a little sway into to help sell her point.

“What huh brhuh” Zac stammered out. Blushing virgin no but being woken up by a naked usually somewhat hostile woman that was now naked..., you kinda lose your ability to reason for a bit.

“What? Scared? Frightened? Aroused? Enraptured by my beauty?” Blackfire said, her voice low as she took those steps towards him. Her hands going through her hair now to help spread out more. “I’ll honest; if you’re only a cook and semi soldier, well, I’m going to needs something more. And well Cupid did put us together so maybe, just maybe, you’re more useful as a bedtime snack.”

“Err what kind of snack?”

“Oh… I think you know what I mean.”

Her arm reached out when she got close enough and pulled on his shirt, dragging him to the edge of the bed. As soon as she could, Blackfire parked her ass on his lap before grabbing his checks and pulling him into a kiss. She pushed into the the kiss and her tongue invaded his mouth a bit, helping to control it as her rear ground against his thighs. It was clear even in this, she was in charge as when he on reflex tried to move, her hand left his check and pushed his arm or leg back down.

Eventually she broke the kiss with a wet smack as she drew back, making a show of licking her lips.

“Mmmmmhaw, mm you do have unique taste now that I'm really giving you a shot…, I prefer that Cinnamon though. But while your mouth was a good start, what I really want is…,”

She gave him a push, making him land on his back on the bed once more, only this time his legs were dangling over the side. She got off his thighs and crouched down, giving his pants a look. Sure enough, there was a budge starting to farm in his crotch area. Good, she was gonna be annoyed if all this work had done nothing to him. What pure blooded straight male wouldn't be aroused by her performance thus far.

“Is down here. Oh my, worked up over a kiss?" She prodded the muscle with a finger, "What a perverted pet I seem to have picked up.”

“Hey wait a minute… I never agreed…”

“Oh but the part I care for has." she said, gripping the zipper of his pants, "Let me see what I am working with..., and if you don't measure up to my standard well, then nothing to worry about. A queen has high standards you know.”

The metalic zip echoed out in the room before a meaty 'plap' followed it.

"....the...fuck."

She'd been slapped by a large thick meaty rod of a cock. It easily measured from her chin to her forehead... cause that's where it was resting against. She could feel it's heat and the pluse of his heart beat through it. And god the smell that was starting to come from it. Humans weren't like this...., not normals. And even a few supers were only in the ball park here. She had to lick her lips a bit and swallow hard. Did... did this Cupid group really make a bitch breaker for her?

A snort drew her attention. She glared at Zac as he was mid chuckle with a small grin on his face.

“Oh… please. I’ve seen bigger. Your equipment is sub par in my history.” she grumbled as she her fingers down the length.

“You're the one that's drooling."

Her hand shot to her mouth..., and felt how wet it was. More so than just licking her lips would cause. Why the hell was she acting like this? With a glare, she ripped off part of his pants to give herself more access to his crotch and used it to wipe her mouth.

"Well you HAVE caught me during a dry period so..., even a bucket of dirty water can be enticing to someone that is dying of thirst. BUT if you're that confident in pleasing your queen...."

Before he realized what was happening, he found his head between some very nice thick thighs and a glistening pussy within reach of his face. She'd quickly moved to sit on his face, and wiggled her hips a bit before slamming it down, her ass pressing his head deeper into the mattress. His hands shot up and gripped her ass, giving weak slaps and shoves to try and get her to move.

"AW..., that's cute, trying to shove me off..., not happening." She teased as she wiggled again and gave another slam of her ass, "Just sit there and enjoy the ride would you? Maybe you can be a throne for me instead of a pet. ...where was I?"

She returned her attention to that thick mass in front of her. It was standing tall now, it's veins bulged out and pulsing. Running her hand over it she felt how hot it was starting to get, along with the tiniest bit of sweat starting to form. She settled her face right next to it and slithered out her tongue for a taste. It wasn't bad..., not good either..., just 'nice'. Sort of like chips though, she wondered if she would stop once she got started.

Still she had to have more, after all this was just the skin. How was the creamy filling?

She opened her mouth wide and deceneded down on his cock. Zac fought to keep his mouth from moaning out as he was surrounded by a wet hot vice. As mouthy as she was, he half figured her mouth would be a little different from a human's. But it wasn't, though maybe a little tighter but that could just be her stronger lungs putting a tighter suction on his cock.

She ever so slowly moved down, taking the head into her mouth and wrapping her tounge around the head. A splash of flavor met her tounge, singlaing that some pre was starting spill out. It was...., a little bit spicy and earthy? ...., it wasn't quite like the cinnamon taste like before but it was in the ball park. She licked the inside of her mouth, the sensation driving Zac to claw at her ass for some sort of grip. Which drove a moan through her body. She pulled her lips off his cock with a 'smack' and looked over her shoulder.

“Mmmm, well Cupid does good work; this dick of yours is just right for my tastes. Mmm, I could eat this all day.”

When he didn't say anything she chuckled a bit before pulling up her butt to let him speak better.

“COUGH... Good for you,…” he grumbled, "but if you like it so much maybe go back to enjoying it rather than trying to tease me with words..."

“Oh…. Want me to shut up then." She licked her lips, "Well if you say so.”

She planted her hands on his thighs, took the head of his cock into her mouth once more...., and with one fast motion, slammed her face all the way down his length. All the way until her nose was nuzzling against his pubes. The squeeze of his hands on her butt told her everything she needed to know. Slowly, she pulled her face up, her lips glidning against his rod, until she kept just the head inside. And then slammed back down. Fast thrust, slow drag, fast trust slow drag;

"Fuck....," Zac thought as he fought to keep from blowing his load.

Should have figured that in the bedroom, actually probably especially in the bedroom, Blackfire would not take anything easy. A bit like his ex in that manner; even back when she was lovely dovey with him, sex was always a contest of dominance. That said, she hadn't taken his, at the time average sized, cock in one full motion like that. And she was no where this TIGHT and WET. How far was she taking it? Did she even have a Gag reflex.

"Godamn..., feels like a wet snake or something squeezing me..." he thought trying to clench any part of him to brace himself.

“Why the fuck am I doing this?!?!”

Giving him a blow job to mess with him sure. Get him ready for the main event while showing him who’s in charge. That made sense. This is something that Blackfire had done several times to several different partners over the years. That wasn't the problem.

Fully wrapping her extended tongue around it like she was trying to suckle the last sweet drop of a Gal’bonz Pod? Why would she debase herself like that? He wasn't worth the effort of doing that..., wait! A memory came back to her; back when she was going through sex ed(or at least the Tamaranean version of it), she overheard that such a use of a Tamaranean tongue signaled ones body approval of a mate. It wasn't a conscious choice, merely her body acting on her own.

“Yeah… right. Old wives tales.” She thought as she slowly retracted her tongue, enjoying each moan from below. The thought of him begging for release was starting to get her wet.

Zac was trying to hold on and turn things around. Hard to do given his position. For as soft as her ass and thighs felt, she was rock hard when it came to trying to move her. Only thing he could do was just withstand what she was doing to him. And..., well, take a good look at that glistening pussy. He half expected it to have tentacles or maybe teeth considering Blackfire but no it looked rather normal. It was starting to get moisten with her own desire.

"Well if it's all I can do..."

He craned his neck forward and extended his tongue, giving her pussy a big lick, starting at her clit and working downward... or upward. Hard to tell from this angle. The effect was noticeable, her legs around his head tensing up.The feisty woman opened her mouth to say something, only to shift a moan which escalated as Zac stretched his tongue out as far as it could.

He slathered her walls with saliva, mixing with her juices and slowly having it drip back onto him. Even if she was the one doing most the work, she seemed to be pretty slick with her own desires.. The full length of Blackfire’s body shivered as he explored her depths, and his tongue quickly catching anything that escaped. She had an odd, flavor to her; almost like nectar or something.

"How pent up was she really? Or is this just an alien thing... maybe Cupid?"

Her thighs tighten around his head as the licks intensify, and he moved both hands to that large bouncy ass giving it a squeeze and earning a moan...., and a slam of her hips driving him back down into the mattress.

“Eeeep! Hey dumbass!” Blackfire rose her hips up a bit to look back at him, “You don’t get to lick there. I’m teasing you to the breaking point for that.”

She adjusted her position on top of him, leaning far lower than she needed to awhile at the same time raising her hips up out of reach. She was basically standing bent over him while still going to town on him like a vacuum. Which kept earning moans and jerks from the poor man below him. She did have to fight back more urges to wrap her tongue around that thick tasty...., wait....,

"No control it..., "

She needed a way to focus on something else..., back to mocking him then. She slowly dragged her tongue and mouth off his dick and shot him a glare before flicking a finger onto the hard muscle.

“Moan and struggle all you want pet. You only come when I wish it. So get comfortable, you’re gonna be on that edge for awhile.”

“Rrrrrgh…. Really now?”

She didn’t realize it at first, so worked up in her own enjoyment, that her new position kept Zac’s tongue at bay; also put her in just the spot he needed. Not only did his hands grip her head, his legs wrapped around her neck too, dragging her all the way down to the hilt of his dick. He held her there for a moment only to pull her back up and slam her face back down, repeatedly feeding her his cock again and again. If she wanted this so badly, she was going to take it all but at HIS pace. Maybe she’d finally shut up after getting her throat railed.

Blackfire too stunned by this to think of a way to flip it around. And the taste and smell of him was getting to her. On reflex her tounge extended and wrapped itself around his cock. The extra tightness and slick texture eventually made him blow load, filling her mouth and throat with ropes and ropes of cum. He’d been backed up for a decent while in the road but even he was surprised by how much. Her cheeks filled up with how much cum he was stuffing her with as her eyes slowly rolled back.

"FUUUUUUCK THIS TASTE THIS SMELL.... I NEED MORE..." She thought as she fought to take even more of his cock and cum into herself.

That rush of cum eventually petered out and with a final spurt, Zac let go of his hold on her, rolling her off to the side. He had to catch his breath from that, felt like a month just left him. And yet he could fill his balls churning once more to replace the loss, and his cock was still standing straight up, stiff as can be. Cupid seemed to do some good work but he hoped the rest of his body could keep up.

A sound drew his attention. Blackfire placed both her hands on the mattress and pushed up, raising her head and upper body off the bed before leaning onto her elbows. Her mouth still seemed full of cum, even through the smile she seemed to have. She opened her mouth and extended her tongue out a bit, showing the large gooey mess he'd deposited before roping it back in and making a show of swallowing it. She gave a few smacks of her lips as she moved into a sitting position.

“Ah… that was one big meal all for little old me. Have you been brewing that since this morning? Or do you have a thing for reverse domination, ‘daddy’." She said, her husky voice dripping with lust.

Zac felt an eyebrow twitch as he growled. Blackfire gave a chuckle as she moved off the bed again, the sway in her step now showing any signs of stopping. How much energy did she have?

“Did you really think one big load would be enough to sate your queen?" She made a 'tut tut' motion with her finger, "Have to say, maybe a little more or harder next time. Cupid does good work in forging a toy for my enjoyment.”

"Yeah well...., good to know I'm a living dildo for you then." he huffed as he laid back into the bed.

"Oh poor little pet. How dare I think of only my OWN enjoyment." She keeled down on the bed again, leaning over and giving a quick peck to his cock, "Well, no more resistance? If so... I'll give my little pet a nice treat for giving me such a big load to enjoy."

With a chuckle, she leaned in close to his cock once more, only this time bringing her chest to bare. She then pressed her large tits around his stiff tall cock. Regardless of what was happening due to her body OR even Cupid, she had a reputation to uphold. She was going to make this man beg if it was the last thing she did. Even if he was packing a rather... impressive tool. For a human that is...,

She cracked a smile and spoke, her voice warm and low, while she started to move her tits up and down the length of his cock.

‘’Your dick might be rock hard, but it only makes it so that my soft tits feel all the better, doesn't it 'daddy'?" she chuckled when she saw his eyebrow twitch, "Hmmm even with as big as it is though, look how it just disappears in between my tits. You should feel honored you get to experience something like this..., so just sit back and enjoy it won't you? ’’

Zac was fighting a losing battle against that blissful feeling of her soft flesh against his huge cock. The saliva from before acted as enough of a lubricant to make each and every move of her tits feel slippery and erotically pleasing. And when she used her arms to press her breasts tighter, he let out a hiss of pleasure. Titjobs was something he didn't have much experience with; Eliza felt it was a bit beneath her. Where as Blackfire....., he knew she wasn't doing this out of the 'kindness' of her heart. Probably a show of dominance that she could make him cream with just her boobs.

"Gotta...., do something..."

He started moving his own hips up and down to take greater pleasure from this titjob. His main focus was making the tip of his cock touch Blackfire’s plump lips at the peak of each thrust.

"AH... AH AH!!!"

The pressure on his cock grew incredibly tight, enough to make him stop moving. He took a better look at what she was doing. Not only was she using her arms to help increase the pressure, she'd taken a belt from one of them and used it as well, Wrapped around those orange orbs of flesh, it did very little to cover anything up but it DID help to tighten the feel. Felt like he was surrounded by two large fleshy pillows...., with a big bottom girl setting on each one.

"I told you, just Sit there like a good boy and let your owner take care of you." She announced as she started to move her tits again, earning another hiss, "Aw... still so sensitive? Is this sort of attention too much for you? Sorry~, but I can't let you rest just yet, not when you have OH so much to give don't you?"

Her eyes had some embers of pride in them when she looked up at Zac..., but her tongue was still licking her lips eagerly. Which increased in it's rate as a new wave of pre was starting to spill out of the tip. She still kept on, putting pressure on her huge and soft tits with her hands, her fingers sinking into her flesh. She was making the perfect titfuck onahole(Was the the term they used in that animated porno she'd seen?) for his dick. For a moment since she'd made it so tight and wet it started to sound no different than her pussy getting fucked. Her pussy was already getting wet just from this.

She could not help but admire this impressive cock that was about to make her cum just from fucking her tits. She had never felt this close to orgasm without even touching herself. She could not even begin to imagine just what kind of mess this dick would make out of her pussy if she let it. Her smiling lips were repeatedly struck by the tip of Zac’s cock as he kept fucking her tits, and she made sure to place a small and loving kiss on the head of that cock each and every time it rose up to her lips.

Zac's hands gripped the sheets, trying to keep from losing it. He knew he would be coming way too soon anyway because of those heavenly tits. Those had been bad enough and now, with her mouth jumping in, it was even harder. Every single second he felt her saliva drip down onto his shaft, the jiggle of her flesh, or the lips on his shaft, was a complete battle within himself. His body fought his mind, stopping himself from erupting right there. His balls were already boiling with cum, ready to shoot out any moment, but he had to control himself.

He didn’t want to give her the satisfaction of cumming because of her. Not this easily.

This earned a tut tut from the woman.

“No no no, I know you have some more for me, Cupid wouldn’t give you that low a tank for me. Come on," She stretched her tounge out once more and used it wrap around his cock, "come for me, feed your queen more.”

She extended her tongue out and used it to wrap around that length. That was the tipping point. His cock stiffened hard before shooting out another steam of cum, covering her breasts and face with the sticky substance. Not one to let things go to waste, she lapped up what she could in a rather showy manner, running her tongue over her breasts to collect it.

“Still so much to give~ Is this your normal amount or do you just a have a thing for women like me…, well maybe your ex wife woke something in you too. Is that it, you like trying do dominate bad girls right ‘daddy’? Teach us a lesson and mark em as your own? Bad boy.” she teased as she lapped up more of it. The taste was starting to grow on her.

“And you missed so much of my mouth to do so. Ugh, look at me~ You've made your highness a messy eater now.”

"Yeah.... well..., not like anyone is gonna judge you for being one...." he grumbled as he fell back onto the bed.

He felt burnt out but not.... fatigued. Like if he pushed himself, he could go another few rounds..., in fact his cock was already starting to harden again. Blackfire giving a 'shocked' gasp and running a finger down the length didn't help much either.

“You’ve been such a good toy for me… all stiff and hard like this. Mmm, I knew this was a better way to burn this energy we both have off.”

She moved onto the bed, her knees straddling his hips as she made herself at home. She kept her waist off the bed though, her ability to hover probably helping with that. With a shake of her hips, she every so carefully kissed the top of his cock with her entrance. Even from that small brush, he knew she was soaked and the heat coming off from that felt on par with the heat he had used back in the armor. She gave him a grin as she swayed her hips, keeping their bodies ever so barely connected.

“Mmm you’ve put up with a lot today. I feel you could use a reward. So how about it?” She asked, licking her lips, and her eyes glowing faintly, “How’d Cupid put it? We’d have to finalize it with a roll in the sheets? Mmm doesn’t sound too bad to me now.”

“So how about it? Would you like to be my little pet officially? All you have to do is agree… and we can play the rest of the night. So long as you keep giving me more that is.”