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Decembra hummed softly as she perched on the edge of Uryu's bed, thumbs clicking on the screen of her phone. It was not uncommon for herself and Uryu to text each other while at work, that was what couples do after all. Tonight was no different, pleasantries, telling him about her day, helping him pass his downtime.

Sending the picture was most certainly to heat him up, to remind him what was waiting when he returned home. Though the question sent with it was feigned innocence, playful and teasing.

Do you like my new sweater?

Never mind the stocking clad thighs, or tiny underwear that left little to the imagination. The sweater clung to heavy breasts, the hem hugging just beneath them, sleeves long and comfortable. Teasing him alone made her heart race, she wondered how he would react, the idea of him looking at her sent a thrill of delight through her.

I thought it brought out my eyes

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Getting Peter assigned to do a feature on their newfound elven neighbors hadn't taken much convincing. It had really only taken Decembra requesting him personally, extending the invitation to the Bugle with that condition alone. And so, she had Peter as her guest for the next three weeks.

She had been a good enough host, giving him time to tour the main city, and the old grounds of her palace proper. It was nice to spend time with him, enjoying his genuine curiosity and awe of her home. After the day spent in various parts of the city, she had brought him back to her rooms. There had been no preamble, she was on him in an instant, kissing him, pulling on his clothing greedily.

That had been two nights ago.

Aside from taking long shared baths, they hadn't really left the bed. She didn't give him much opportunity to do anything else than being buried inside her. It was morning, the sun peaking through the lush curtains that adorned floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating Decembra's form as she straddled Peter, easing the slick wet of her cunt down around him. She moaned pushing a hand through her hair, hips rising and falling as she rode him, her breasts bouncing, her thighs quivering from the force in which she rode him.

"God Peter, you're so fucking hard" she groaned, circling her hips to grind him deep, the walls of her cunt tight wet, and hot around him.

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[It had just been mentioned in passing, just a random conversation while they had been curled up on the couch together. Steve liked being tied up. The knowledge lingered heavily in Decembra's mind, unable to let it go, it occupied her thoughts every moment since then how he would look, bound and helpless and at her mercy. So, she had asked. And he, wonderful Steve had agreed.

She had him on his bed, arms stretched up over his head, wrists tied together and then attached to the headboard holding him in place. She made sure they weren't too tight, and would only constrict slightly if he pulled on them. She was dressed, wearing one of his shirts (she just couldn't keep out of his clothes) though it was stretched around the swell of her bust the fabric pulling high and exposing her stomach and cotton panties that hugged her hips and ass.

She was between his thighs, her lips making a hot path along the length of his cock, letting the weight of it press against her face as she dragged her tongue along the underside of his shaft]

You good?

[She asked between and wet slide of her tongue across the swollen head of his cock. Fingers curled around the base holding him as she laved her tongue slow across the crown of his cock teasing the slit with the flat of her tongue]

Not too tight?

[The words were breathed out against his skin before her mouth wrapped around him, sticky hot, and wet around him as she pushed her mouth down until he was pressed snugly against the back of her throat. She held him there for a few breaths before pulling off, a thick line of saliva connecting her mouth to his cock]

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