Tiamat sat on top of Leo, riding him cowgirl-style, her face a sweaty, red mess.
All her teasing bravado was toast—now she just looked shaky and dazed, her hands clinging to his shoulders like they were her lifeline."Is… uh… this okay?"
she muttered, voice small and wobbly.
She was still catching her breath from how Leo had wrecked her earlier, his mouth and hands leaving her soaked and trembling.
Her hips rolled slow, unsure, and every move made her shiver like she was about to break.
Leo's hands gripped her hips tight, fingers digging in, and Tiamat bit her lip to hush a whimper—but it snuck out anyway.
She couldn't fake it; her body was screaming how much she wanted him, clenching around him with every thrust.
She sped up without meaning to, moans slipping out—"ah… ahn… oh~…"—and all that provocative talk she used to have? Gone.
She was a hot, flustered wreck now, and it lit Leo up inside.
He'd thought she'd be able to boss him even if slightly, but nope—no "Mommy" energy here....in bed at least.
"I… ahn… dreamed about this a lot—" she started, but squeaked when Leo thrust up hard, hitting her deep.
Her nails scratched his shoulders, and she slumped against him, boobs smushed to his chest, nipples poking him as she shook.
Leo grinned, eyes gleaming. "So, you liking it?" he teased, voice rough.
Tiamat nodded quick, face pressed to his neck. "Yeah… oh!… I had all these plans… ahn… but now it's just you… inside me…" Her words melted into a moan, and Leo ate it up—her falling apart even if a bit slow because of him was everything.
But then he paused, frowning inside.
She'd asked for this, all shy and cute, and it stuck with him.
Few Minutes BackHer face was flaming red, hands trembling as she tried to cover her mouth and quiet the needy noises spilling out.
She'd barely looked at him, whispering, "Cowgirl position…" like it was embarrassing to even say.
Leo stopped short, holding her legs wide, staring at how wet she was.
She'd whimpered, all shy but so into it, and a tear slipped out—damn, he wished he'd been the one to corrupt her with such knowledge.
Still, he slid into her, groaning as she gasped his name.
Now it was okay but it wasn't it for him...
His hands slid off her hips, wrapping around her back to yank her close.
"Huh?" she yelped, too lost in him to talk straight.
He leaned in, breath hot on her ear. "I'm done with gentle—I wanna see you fall apart," he growled, low.
Before she could blink, he flipped her around, still buried deep, lifting her with one hand like she was nothing.
She gasped loud, her body squeezing him tight as he plopped her back down, facing away."W—ahn!" She couldn't get a word out before his hand grabbed her boob, squeezing until she squirmed.
His fingers teased her nipple, and she moaned, head flopping back against him.
He nudged her legs wider, his other hand sliding down to rub her clit slow and mean, making her hips buck hard.
Then she said it. "Leo… ahn… deeper… please!" Her voice was loud, desperate, begging without a filter.
Her body shook, gripping him as she was on the edge.
But the second it hit her what she'd blurted, her face went tomato-red.
She slapped her hands over her mouth, mortified. "Oh no… I didn't… mean to say that…" she mumbled, voice shaky and small, even as she kept rocking against him.
Leo's eyes flashed, and something in him snapped.
"Oh, you're not getting off that easy," he snarled, voice dripping with possessive heat.
"You want deeper? I'll make you lose your mind—"
I'm gonna have you screaming 'til you can't think straight, Tiamat.
You're mine to break.
He thrust harder, slamming into her with a wet smack, but then—quietly—he tweaked himself again.
His dick started vibrating, a low, buzzing frequency, just for her, hitting every spot inside her that'd drive her wild.
Yes he was using his informational abilties to find out which frequency woild deliver maximum pleasure.
She lurched forward with a yelp, the sudden buzz sending her reeling, and Leo grabbed her horns—yanking her back like they were handles. "These? Will be "Love handles" from now on" he said, holding her steady as he pounded into her.
The vibe hummed through her, relentless, and her moans turned into full-on screams—"Leo! Oh !—ahn—too much!"—her body shaking like it'd fall apart.
"Embarrassed, huh?" he taunted, voice rough as he tugged her horns harder.
"Good. Scream louder—I wanna hear how bad you are for me." Her face burned, hands flailing to cover it, but she couldn't stop the noises or the way she clenched around him, totally lost.
"N-no… don't… ahn… say that…" she whined, humiliated but too gone to care, her pleas just egging him on.
Tiamat's body was a trembling mess, her hips jerking uncontrollably as Leo's vibrating length buzzed inside her, relentless and maddening.
Her cross-shaped pupils flickered, glowing faintly at first, like embers catching fire.
Then, with a sharp snap, they blazed bright crimson, wide and wild, as something inside her flipped—like a switch breaking under too much pressure.
Her face shattered into pure, unfiltered chaos: her tongue rolled out, drooling, her jaw slack, and her once-shy demeanor crumbled into raw need.
Even her grammar fell apart.
"N-nn… Leo… me's never… felt this…!" she slurred, her odd, quirky way of talking spilling out in broken gasps.
"Too much… too good… brain's all mushy-like!" Her hands clawed at the air, then slapped back down to grip his thighs, nails digging in as her body arched.
The buzzing hit her just right, and she shattered—her first massive orgasm ripping through her like a storm.
She screamed, loud and jagged, her voice cracking as her walls clenched around him, pulsing hard. "Ahn—! Me's breakin'… ohh… Leo!"Leo growled low, feeding off her chaos, his hands tightening on her horns—the "love handles" he'd claimed.
"That's it,..... Fall apart for me," he rasped, yanking her back harder as he thrust up, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing in the room.
Her screams only fueled him, his own control fraying as he watched her lose herself completely.
Her eyes glowong too, her dangling tongue, the way her body shook—it was a masterpiece of ruin, and he'd painted it.
She was still riding the high of that first wave, mini-orgasms rippling through her like aftershocks, when Leo shifted.
His hands slid down to her hips again letting her hang in the air, gripping tight, and he angled himself deeper—pushing until he felt the tip of his dick kiss her womb.
Tiamat's whole body seized, a choked "H-huh?!" escaping her before her voice broke into a wail.
"L-Leo… there… me's—ahn—gonna…!" Her words dissolved into nonsense, her quirky speech turning into a garbled mess of moans and pleas.
He couldn't hold back anymore.
The golden rings in his crimson eyes flared faintly, mirroring her glow, as he slammed into her one last time.
His release hit hard, flooding her with heat, spilling deep inside as he groaned her name—"Tiamat…"—his voice rough and possessive.
The buzzing stopped, but the sensation of him pulsing against her womb sent her over the edge again.
Her scream was deafening, the hardest yet, tearing from her throat as her eyes blazed a deep, searing crimson.
Her body convulsed, every muscle locking up as she came undone, her walls milking him with desperate, shuddering squeezes. "LEO—! ME'S… AHN… GONE!" she howled, her tongue flopping uselessly, drool dripping down her chin.
Her horns trembled in his grip, her legs kicking weakly as the orgasm tore through her, leaving her a quivering, glowing wreck.
Leo's chest heaved, his own climax leaving him dizzy, but he couldn't take his eyes off her—those crimson glows meeting his golden-ringed stare.
He smirked, breathless, pulling her limp form against him. "Mine," he muttered, voice low and satisfied, as her head lolled against his shoulder, still twitching from the aftershocks.
Tiamat mumbled something incoherent—"Me's… all… Leo's…"—her voice tiny and slurred, her glowing eyes dimming as she melted into him, utterly spent.
Every the last thread of her normal self clinging on was drowned in the haze of what he'd done to her.
They stayed like that, locked together, the air thick with heat and the echo of her screams.
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The next morning, Leo sat at the dining table, lazily swirling his spoon in his drink.
His expression was neutral, but his mind replayed the events of the night before.
They had gone at it for roughly eleven hours—long enough that he had to send an illusion clone to his parents so they wouldn't check on him.
He had thoroughly broken Tiamat, pushing her past limits she hadn't even known existed.
The most surprising thing, though, was discovering she had a "switch."
That wasn't something he'd expected from her, but it had become undeniable as the night progressed.
He had taken full advantage of that, of course.
It was a surprise, but a welcome one.
After all, he was the same way.
Now, however, Tiamat refused to look at him.
She sat across the table, grumpily eating ice cream, scooping it in slow, absentminded movements.
Her long, disheveled hair covered part of her flushed face.
It was almost amusing—almost.
Elum, the little bundle of energy, sat beside her, kicking his legs idly, seemingly oblivious to everything.
The contrast was stark.
One looked filled with so many thoughts, the other had no thoughts of even having thoughts..
Leo knew why she was avoiding him.
The moment her "switch" had flipped back, all the memories had hit her at once.
The walls they had broken, the room-shaking intensity, the way she had lost herself completely.
She hadn't said much since then, but as she shoved another spoonful of ice cream into her mouth, she mumbled under her breath, barely loud enough for him to hear:
"Even now… I still feel phantom sensations."
Her ears burned red as soon as she said it, and she shoved more ice cream into her mouth as if she could freeze away the memory.
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