Paying rent – Part 2
Perona gasped and writhed on top of her bed, unable to stop her body from wriggled in pure ecstasy due to the masterful work of her host. She dared not touch him and, instead, gripped the sheets and tugged at them hard, hoping it would take the edge off of her desperate needs. It did not. Mihawk knew exactly what he was doing and he had kept her on her toes for well over an hour already. He held her tightly, not only with his hands, but also with the pressure of his intimidating conqueror's haki.
Once in a blue moon, Mihawk would turn the tables on their arrangement, and instead of seeking pleasure from Perona, he would take his time and pay her back for all her hard work. This usually came in the form of him eating her out, in a slow, meticulous and intense manner. This time was no different.
His tongue played along the ridges of her lips, teasing her carefully before returning to her tender clit. It swirled around her, licking all over and periodically sucking her into his mouth, only for a brief moment. His fingers slid inside of her, exploring her wet, tight pussy; he pushed them in and out, brushing against all the sensitive spots that Perona didn't even know existed. Over and over Mihawk made her gasp and moan, forcing her to relive the apex of pleasure and delight before bringing her down for another session of infuriatingly intense teasing.
Perona felt tears begin to well up inside her as the pleasure was becoming unbearable to endure. Her muscles ached and sweat ran down her body; she had no idea how much more of this she could handle. Luckily for her, Mihawk seemed relatively satisfied with that amount of sexual frustration he had bestowed upon her body. For every edge he put her through, he had increased the strength of his assault.
Once her recent pleasure-spike had calmed down, Mihawk continued towards his goal and slipped his tongue inside of her. Perona groaned as the limb wriggled deep within her, tasting her juicy lust and eating her out completely. She could feel her pussy tightening around him, squeezing down on the lovely invader; Perona did everything she could, and dared, to hasten her much-needed release.
The silent swordsman retracted his tool and licked up and down the slit, teasing her yet again before returning to his favorite spot around her clit. He wrapped his lips around her and sucked her in and out of his mouth while his tongue flickered over it. Two of his fingers slid into her once again and fucked her slowly, steadily increasing the pressure and forcing her approaching orgasm into a steady boil.
Perona arched her back; she was so close to cumming. She yanked and pulled on the sheets, almost tearing them apart just to cope with the endless pleasure pouring into her throbbing sex. She grunting and groaned, louder and louder, until she was just short of screaming. Her eyes darted all over the place and her head spun from side to side in pure frustration. Her legs trembled as she kicked the soft mattress below her.
Suddenly, her seemingly eternal, pleasurable torment was finally over; her orgasm came crashing with the force of a tidal wave. Her eyes shot open and she could barely breathe as pleasure erupted from within. Perona's entire body shook and jerked as her pussy exploded, sending her juices flying in all kinds of directions. As usual, Mihawk had taken a seat beside her, narrowly avoiding a messy accident. He kept one hand against her pussy and continued to rub as she came, keeping the orgasm going for as long as he pleased.
After a short while, just a few minutes or so, Perona slumped onto the bed and let out a single, lewd groan; her voice was shaky and tired. Her pussy was on fire and her brain had melted into an incoherent puddle of unidentifiable goop, leaving her completely thoughtless and without a single care in the world. For the moment, her entire life revolved around this wonderful ecstasy of sexual gratification and she wished it could last for an eternity. In the midst of her declining euphoria, she could have sworn she had heard him speak; "Thanks." Unfortunately, once her high had receded, she found herself alone inside her room once again, unable to confirm if he had actually thanked her or not. Regardless, she couldn't help but to smile and believe in what she had heard and whispered quietly to herself; "You're welcome…"