Corruption.
Tilly came to a stop, just a step or two away from Anthony, her whole body shivering with anticipation as she could feel his eyes on her, could smell so easily what her bare form did to him. The restraint he tried to impose on himself slipping, as he had turned to face her now, no longer to deny himself the pleasure to drink in her sight.
And Anthony could not help himself, his hunger for this form was growing ravenous. There was the desire to sample her womanhood, to have a taste of her need for him to plunder her, to hear her moan, sing for him with the delight when he worshiped at the altar of her body.
But somewhere the translation of his intent was getting lost.
He wanted to watch her squirm with delight before he took what was his to take. But before he realized it, he had grabbed her by the shoulder. Somehow the desire to watch her squirm, turned into hunger to watch her service, so that she was soon kneeling before him as the trousers that he had pulled up not to long ago, where being shoved back down.
Tilly responded with a longing moan when he freed his craving for her, the sight of his girt standing at attention before her when his shorts dropped. It was an invitation she could not resist as she leaned closer, her light blue eyes directed upwards at him as her tongue reached out to trace the shaft in greeting.
It elicited a hungry moan from Anthony, who felt the impulse to praise her, to call her a, good girl.
But instead, just a deeper moan escaped him as his right took hold of her hair, so he could pull her back, and use his left to nonchalantly drive his tip between her lips, into her mouth, only to release a satisfied shudder when she closed those lips and placed worship upon his manhood, with her tongue swirling with surprising skill around the tip.
“ Such, an eager slut. “ He hears himself say, his hearth beating at a rapid pace as part of him felt it wrong to degrade her like this. And yet, despite the conflict it caused him internally, despite how he never would have thought himself capable to so boldly speak these words, they felt right.
It was like one of his more darker cravings came true. When he was annoyed by society, by what he considered mere pretense and acting, just to raise importance and value.
When his desire for simple companionship formulated a fantasy that was so removed from reality that he too seen no truth in it. Just an image of simplicity, where the woman served a singular purpose to him, willing or not, only to succumb to her role with utter abandon.
Watching Tilly, as she begun to move her head back and forth, with her eyes seeking confirmation that she was pleasing him, to drink in his desire for herself. Wasn’t she just eager to be just that for him ?
With his eyes fluttering shut for a moment, when Tilly’s worship seduced him to give in, he found himself warring between the desire to violate her truly, and the longing to let her know how much she was needed right now, appreciated for what she did.
He wasn’t even aware how to Tilly, or most of her kind, that very desire for unbridled conquest was the very definition of pleasure they sought. Incapable to experience love as such, it was the closest they came to a sense of true belonging.
The sensation that their mate needed them, that the pleasure he experienced was theirs to give him, and to feel the possessive urge of him to ensnare them in servitude, it satiated a hunger so deep that it was their definition of love.
“ Not, like this. “ Anthony groaned, catching himself placing his other hand to the back of her head, nearly to have given into the impulse to forcibly misuse her mouth for a more urgent service.
Instead, he would now suddenly pull her head back, and watch how she seemed nearly disappointed that he held back.
He wasn’t even aware just how much his restraint teased her, so eager to drink up his desire for her that she had mentally readied herself for that assault, like a desperate need to show him that she could satiate his every desire.
But Anthony refused to let loose to such a degree, so that, for a moment, he would stand there, looking at her with the longing to both, violate her ruthlessly, and to hear her sing for him in utter bliss, unaware that one would lead to the other.
And as he warred with himself, she would teasingly lick over her lips, and simply turn around, face to the ground, with her rear propped up. Inviting him as her tail leaned aside, so the swaying and gyrating motion of her hips could do the talking for her.
Anthony watched her movement with fascination, and with her rear taunting him, with how drenching wet she appeared to be, he could not restrain himself any longer.
Tilly’s ears stood at attention when she heard him move, closing her eyes with the expectation to feel him inside her again when his presence grew closer. Just to release a pleased moan when his left hand grabbed her by the base of her tail, holding her in place for his right hand to steer his girt against her womanhood.
“ This, is what you want, isn’t it ?! “ He moaned behind her, and before she could respond, he grabbed her right hip and thrust himself ruthlessly into her, leaving her to feel the clash of his skin to hers.
“ Y-yess. “ She responded then in delight, just to yelp out as his right hand impacted hard against her right buttock, which, combined with that initial thrust, forced her across the edge and reward her with a climax.
And feeling how her silken inner spasmed, how it drowned him with her release, most pretense finally was removed from Anthony’s mind as there was just a singular certainty.
She wanted this, needed this. And while part of him still wondered if he wasn’t just taking advantage of her situation now, he failed to see the reason why he should restrain himself any further.
“ Services rendered, “ So his mind recalled, “ That is all you beast are good for, “ his mind resounded the recording, and with her, so wantonly longing for it, why the heck did he even bother holding back ?
“ Your not done yet, beast. “ He groaned behind her, his hand seizing both her hips, so he could fall into a fast paced assault that would fill the medical bay with a cacophony of moans and bare skin, lasting for what felt like a brief eternity.
And Anthony savored every moment of it, the sheer force with which he took her, her arms flailing out, trying to find hold, and that unrestrained lust of hers as he simply used her for his own satisfaction.
It wasn’t the tune he wanted her to sing before, but it was so filled with honest desire, it sounded so much sweeter then the tender play he had imagined to put her through. And looking down at her exposed rear, how her buttocks quaked with each impact, how tightly her womanhood clenched around him, it was something he could get drunk on.
“ Cum beast ! “ He loudly demanded, feeling his own release approach, but he refused to finish before she showed him more of her delight. Once again to plant his right hand firmly on her right buttock, leaving a red mark in the shape of his hand.
It had the desired effect as her whole body convulsed with a violent shudder, an initial, “ Yah ! “ Screamed out as he struck her rear, only to break down into a loud scream of pleasure as she was pushed into an orgasm far stronger then the first, followed by a series of smaller once that kept rocking her as he still refused to stop his firm assault on her.
That was, for a few more moments at least, having restrained his own urge to climax so desperately, just for that powerful sensation to watch her succumb to her own. But now, he could no longer hold back, and simply lodged himself deep into her where, after feeling his body growing tense for a moment, he would blatantly release his seed into her.
There wasn’t even concern or question if this held meaning to her, if it could result in anything, it simply felt right as his mind assured him, she was a lowly beast, and that, cunt, it was there for him to plant his seed into.
“ F-fuck. “ He groaned moments after he reached his peak, his breathing heavy and thorn by the sound of his delight.
He would lean over her then, leaning onto his left arm for support, while his right hand reached below her to finally grope at her sizeable bust, firmly to knead her right breast, tweak it’s nipple, and generally just savoring the sensation that it was his to toy with as he pleased.
Tilly would try and turn her head to the right at that point, trying to sneak a look at his face, still shuddering under the dying embers of her release as she sought to read the pleasure from his face, an added assurance that she truly satiated him.
Anthony noticed her gaze, and himself drinking in how her lips stood agape with the need to catch her breath, to release another moan. It made him smile deeply, as her own pleasure was like a balm against any inkling within himself that dared to remind of how wrong this was.
It coaxed him to finally pull out, to slump down onto the ground besides her, where he would look at her face, and wonder.
She looked at his eyes, longingly, and remained in her position for a moment longer before she laid down to turn towards him.
She was leaving herself exposed to his wandering eyes, which promptly found purchase at her breasts again as his social competency failed to comprehend what to say, or if he even should say anything.
Tilly, still new to this herself to some degree, eased that tension as her hand reached out to slowly roam over the shirt that covered his chest, And taking it as invitation himself, he reached out to stroke down her side, until his hand came to rest on her hip again, watching how Tilly grew closer to try and kiss him.
And Anthony, while feeling a bit awkward about it, responded, soon to join with her in the best resemblance of a passionate kiss that they both could muster. An act of lust that seemed to last for a while, before Anthony leaned over her. Still to keep the kiss locked, but moving her onto her back, so that soon the kiss would be broken as they sunk into the second round of their act.
Ina remained on the bed all this time, watching their act with what may have been satisfaction.
And she was not the only one that witnessed the act, as Kira stood in the hallway nearby, leaning against the wall with her lips pursed and her right eyebrow raised. Listening to how those two where going at it again with a hint of frustration and disbelieve that she had to stand watch over those two.
“ How is it going ? “ She heard Marianna through the comms, the Siren Queen already on her way to the shuttle that would take her back to Eden. She would have preferred to stay a bit longer to monitor the situation, but Aria detected activity from the Terran Commonwealth, and that was something they could not ignore.
“ Going at it like Teenagers !? “ Was Kira’s brief and clearly annoyed response.
“ Just keep watching them, especially if he tries using his ability. The moment he seems to overexert himself, stop him. “ Marianna instructed, still concerned despite Thomas’s assurance that it would take time before his ability would reach a critical level again.
“ Yeah yeah. “ Kira responded with lacking enthusiasm, only to near jolt as she heard Tilly scream out in a mixture of pain and pleasure.
“ What was that !? “ Marianna demanded while Kira leaned to glimpse around the corner, smirking amused when leaning back to respond, “ That, was the wrong hole. “