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The bell to Zebruh’s hive rang, and one of his lowblood servants was quick to get the door for you. As the door swung open, you stepped inside to find a smug Zebruh sitting on the couch, you could tell he was waiting for your visit.
“♦️ Well, well, look what the purrbeast dragged in. What brings you here, huh?♦️” Zebruh questioned, as if he didn’t already know. Nothing exceptional was planned, just your time-to-time pail. Just something to get your rocks off.
You understood that Zebruh was your moirail, and pailing was mainly the job of a matesprit, but neither of you had a matesprit, and no way in hell you were gonna be his. You were his moirail, and it was gonna stay that way. You didn’t want to mess anything up between the two of you. Besides, being someone’s matesprit is rough, you didn’t think you could give Zebruh what he desires in a relationship. That being said though, no matesprit to worry about, no other quadrants filled, what’s so wrong with pailing your moirail? You needed to relieve yourself one way or another.
You sighed, and took your shoes off at the entrance. You closed the front door for yourself and the servant walked back to their cleaning job in another room. You made your way over to Zebruh, who was looking all pretty for you. “You already know what I’m here for, you idiot. Don’t make me feel more embarrassed than I already am..” you muttered quietly as you sat down next to him on the couch. He wrapped an arm around you, and you felt yourself warm up at his touch.
“♥️ Calm down babe, who said I was trying to embarass you? You know, we’ve been doing this so often lately, why don’t you just be my matesprit? It is pretty naughty of you to keep pailing your moirail, you know that right?. ♥️ '' Zebruh teased, and you just blushed and squeezed your thighs together. He was so sleazy, but he did things to your body. He just had that effect on you.
You turned your head to look at him, and your eyes locked, you smiled softly at him, “Well, I guess it is a little.. naughty… But still, can’t we just stay ‘rails who pail? I just don’t want to commit to that sort of thing at the moment, sorry Zebruh..” You apologized. This was probably the hundredth time that he’s brought up the idea of matespritship. You kind of pitied him, but you remembered that anyone with his personality is bound to be rejected maybe thousands of times. Although, there's always someone out there who likes guys like him.
Zebruh let out a reassuring chuckle and pulled you closer. “♦️ It’s no big deal, doll. Don’t worry your pretty little head off, alright? ♦️” Zebruh looked away from you and scanned his expensive lounging room “♥️ Take your top off. ♥️” Zebruh commanded, his eyes still traveling away from you. He released his arms from you, and began fixing his bowtie.
You nodded, “Yes, sir.” you scooted away from him on the couch. Your hands reached underneath your top and you pulled it off your head, your bra being the only piece of fabric covering your chest now. Zebruh liked being in control, any highblood would. He liked telling you what to do, and liked having you do everything he said. You threw your top to the side and Zebruh turned to you once more, eyes going to your chest.
“♥️ Pants off too, sweetheart.♥️” Zebruh ordered, and you stood up from the couch as soon as your heard him finish his sentence. Who cares if you looked like a filthy slut lowblood, doing anything for a highblood. The fact that it was Zebruh gave you that thrill, you couldn’t explain it without saying something you’d regret later.
Your fingers slid under the waistband of your pants and you bent over, trying to show off your tits to Zebruh as you slid your pants down your thighs. You made eye contact with Zebruh while your pants pooled around your ankles, and you could tell he was getting a little hot under the collar. You stepped out of the mound of fabric around your ankles, and made your way in front of Zebruh, who was actively manspreading.
Both of your knees made their way to Zebruh’s sides, and you straddled him, your ass resting nicely on his thighs. By this point, Zebruh took you all in. Your scent, your body, you, his mouth fell slightly open and he just looked at you. Every second he stared at you, his pants rose a bit, his bulge getting excited. One of his hands rested nicely on your waist, and you felt a shiver down your spine from the touch.
For a guy who had such a power kink, every time he saw you like this, he got all shy. Truth is, he didn’t know exactly how to approach you, so he had to let you take the ropes in the beginning. You were like a perfectly wrapped present to him, Zebruh would feel bad for opening you too soon, and didn’t want to risk ruining your hypothetical wrapping.. Whatever that meant in his mind. You didn’t mind it though, he was absolutely adorable like that. Mouth agape and drooling over you, it made you feel all fluttery inside.
“Zebruh, it’s so cute how you get flustered everytime we do this. Come on.. ” You cooed at him, letting your arms rest on his shoulders. His face had a nice blue hue to it, and you couldn’t help but giggle at his expression.
Zebruh gulped, looking at your smug face. “♥️ I know, it’s just that..♥️” Zebruh pauses, and went back to staring at your body. “♥️ I can’t seem to get enough of you, haha. ♥️” Zebruh muttered as the hand not on your waist moved to your shoulder.
You rolled your hips against his clothed crotch, and he let out a strained groan, averting his eyes away from you entirely. The touch he had on you stiffened as you continued moving against him. Pailing a guy like Zebruh was always fun, just the thought of a lowblood sleeping with him always had him wanting more. Sure, he could go on and on forever about how much of an “ally” he was, but really, he just wanted girls to see how caring he was and sleep with him. But you were his friend, his moirail, and pailing you always seemed so.. scandalous..
Zebruh bit his lips, his eyes furrowing a bit, and you wanted to actually get somewhere with this. “Here, let me help you out..” You sighed and raised your hips off of him, a breath of air escaping from Zebruh’s open mouth.
You got off of Zebruh’s thighs and got in between his legs in front of him. You kneeled down, and you could see the need in his eyes as you spread his legs out. God you just see his bulge strained in his pants, a tent very apparent.. Your hands immediately went for the prize, unbuttoning his pants and pulling the zipper down. You pulled his boxer-briefs down and his bulge started wiggling around like crazy, needing to fill something; anything. You wrapped a hand around the blue appendage and looked up at him, trying to look cute for him. “May I?” You asked as politely as possible, batting your eyelashes at him and smiling.
Zebruh’s teeth clenched once he saw you on your knees for him and he felt a little bit of sweat drip down his forehead. “♥️ Please.. ♥️” His voice was a little shaky as he watched his bulge move around in your grasp.
You stroked up and down on Zebruh at a painfully slow pace, trying to tease him and push him to take charge. That’s just routine at this point. You would go incredibly slow, and have small bursts of quick and fast strokes, keeping Zebruh in a tortured state. He tried his best to hold back his moans, but occasionally you would hear the smallest whines come from him, and it made you feel all good about your performance. Zebruh groaned a little deeper than usual, and you felt your core shake a little. You wanted to push even more, so you let go of his dripping bulge and put your face closer to it instead. From this position, you took in his deep scent. The expensive cologne, the natural musk, god it just made you wetter and wetter. You considered rubbing one out while doing your business, but you wanted Zebruh to do that job for you. Fill you deep so you didn’t have to use your little fingers. It’s no fun when you have to do everything yourself, after all. You opened your mouth wide and let Zebruh’s bulge slip down your throat. By this point, his bulge had controlled itself and was throbbing lightly in your mouth.
Zebruh had a fist clenched hard by his side, and his heavy pants drove you mad. The sound of your saliva sloshing around with his cock, mixed with his pants had your brain going in circles. Everytime your lips met the base of his dick, a breath would be let out from him, and everytime your mouth traveled up his length, he would take a breath in. You decided to slow down, make him a little more mad for you. Your pace slowed down tremendously, and you could tell Zebruh was getting a little irritated with you. Your eyes closed slowly as your mouth reached the tip of his bulge once more, and you circled your tongue around it. By this point, Zebruh had enough, and you felt a hand grip your scalp, forcing your eyes to open up. Zebruh pulled your head all the way down his length, forcing you deeper than you had gone before. Zebruh was going hard and fast, chasing his high as he used your mouth, scalp starting to hurt a little as his grip tightened. You felt slick run down your thighs as you felt every inch of him in your mouth. Even if you did get a little dizzy after a while, you didn’t mind too much.
You felt a little twitch come from his bulge, and you got snapped back to your senses. You looked up at him, brows furrowing, and the look on your face was enough for him to release your hair. You immediately pulled off from him, and he began stroking his cock furiously, chasing his release. Zebruh’s body tensed up as he stroked, but he finally sighed, relaxing his body once he released. Thick strings of blue slurry spurted from his bulge, and you closed your eyes as it landed on your face. You instinctively opened your mouth, and you felt him cum in your mouth. A few more slivers of cum landed on your face, and once you could tell he was done, you swallowed his release and licked your lips. As you wiped the cum off of your eyes, you could hear Zebruh unbuttoning his vest shirt. You rubbed the cum on your hands on your thighs and opened your eyes. Zebruh was only donning his white button-up and his pants were down his thighs from the first act. He was panting heavily, cheeks stained indigo. A hand brushed through his disheveled hair, and you almost fainted from how good he looked.
You got up from your knees and your legs wobbled a bit. Slick was going down your thighs and your inner legs felt slimy as you looked away from Zebruh, a little flustered. By this point, Zebruh was now the confident one, and you were getting all blushy
“♥️ You don’t have to act all shy after all that. Come on, you know I don’t bite.. Unless you want me to.♥️” Zebruh broke the silence, and you looked back at him. He looked at you, and then down at his bulge, signaling for you to hop on again. You swallowed and nodded. “♥️ By the way, why don’t you take those off too? I can already see you dripping, you know that right? ♥️” Zebruh pointed at your panties, and you blushed out of embarrassment, did he really need to say that last part.. Fingers hooked around the waistband of your panties and you slid the slightly wet fabric down your legs. You bit your lip a bit once you saw just how wet the fabric really was, but carried on. The couch cushion dipped a bit when you put your first knee on the couch, but leveled out once you put the second. You sat your now bare ass on his bulge, and you felt your core shake upon impact.
Your hips rolled a bit on him and a hand found itself back on your shoulder. The sound of wet sloshing was quiet in the room as your wetness mixed with his wet bulge. You raised your hips up lightly, and braced yourself as one of your hands readied his cock. You let the appendage slither it way into you, and your body ran all the way down his length. You wrapped your arms around his neck as you shook a little from the full feeling. It was always a little gross at first when his bulge wriggled around inside of you, but it never failed to make you feel so good. Zebruh smacked a hand on your ass and your head went to the side of his neck, exposing your neck to him.
You moaned a bit as Zebruh’s bulge continued wriggling, but eventually you raised your hips up his cock and slammed them back down. You continued doing this, riding him like there was no tomorrow. The slippery feeling of his cock made it so easy for you to go as fast as you wanted to, and the moderate sounds of your ass slapping on his thighs only had you wanting more from him. Zebruh’s tongue started sucking on your neck and you let out a little whine as you felt his sharp teeth carefully bite into the soft flesh. The short pricks of pain had you slamming harder down on him, and you felt yourself a little short of breath.
“♥️ You’re a little too good at this you know? Ngh-! Driving me nuts, babe.. ♥️" Zebruh groaned after letting go of your neck. He stroked your back for a little, and went back to sucking on your neck.
Small pants from the both of you filled the room, and your body was sweating like crazy. Zebruh smacked your ass again, and you let out another small moan. He pulled his mouth away from your neck and you faced him once more. You leaned in to him, and started kissing him. His tongue snuck its way into your mouth and you just had to breathe through your nose as you got tired from so much work.
You found yourself getting a little lightheaded and pulled away from him, hands moving to his shoulders. “Zebruh.. I love you..” You muttered between pants. Zebruh groped your chest through your bra, breath heavy on you.
“♥️ Like I don’t know that already. I- God you’re so good.. I needed you so bad..♥️” His voice melted in your ears and you felt your climax coming over you. You used all of your energy to speed up, and Zebruh smacked your ass, making you twitch a little bit.
You noticed Zebruh’s white button up was tight on his body, showing off his physique, and you almost came right then and there, but you closed your eyes and just went as hard as you could on him. Your mind went blank, and you thought of him as you rode him. His face, his body, his charm, his personality. How he never failed to make you laugh, make you smile. Make you cum.
Zebruh threw his head back on the couch and ran his fingers through his hair, undoing his ponytail. “♥️ Ha ha, calm down there, honey. I think I might.. ha.. I think I might be close...♥️'' Zebruh panted. Your eyes opened again and saw blue drool stringing down his chin, and his brows furrowed. You squinted, the image of him like that was vivid in your mind, and you wanted to just look at him forever.
You felt your back arch hard. Your toes curled slightly, and your mouth was slightly open. The grip you had on his shoulders tightened, and you felt the hand groping your chest move to the small of your back. “Zebruh-!” You twitched for a few seconds, but gave Zebruh two final hard slams and all the built up pressure finally let loose. You were breathing like crazy, you could even hear your heart beating, and Zebruh’s cock twitched twice inside of you before he finally came. He groaned at his release, and you could feel his indigo slurry pump inside you, a little of it trickling out of your hole.
Shaking, you raised your hips up and pulled yourself off from Zebruh’s cock. Your legs felt like jelly as you turned your body around and sat next to him, flopping your weak body down on the couch. Zebruh wrapped a trembling arm around you once more, and pulled you closer to him. The heat that emitted from his body was nice and warm, and it helped you relax as you came to your senses. Your eyes were droopy, tired with exhaustion. “So.. Was I good, Zebruh?” You asked, voice finally becoming relaxed like before.
Zebruh laughed a little, and you put your head on his shoulder. “♦️ You always are. It’s always a joy to have you around, you know that, right? ♦️” Zebruh assured you, and you softly smiled to yourself upon hearing that. It was nice to hear that from him, he always made himself sound genuine.
“You don’t always have to say that, ha. If you don’t want to do this anymore you can always tell me, also sorry for coming by on such short notice.” You told Zebruh. Even though you loved pailing him, you didn’t want to lose him as a moirail. You just didn’t want to lose him in general.
“♦️ Hey, you’re always welcome in my hive. You don’t have to apologize for anything, you’re the best ma- moirail a guy like me could ask for.♦️” Zebruh reassured you. You knew he was going to call you his matesprit, he even flinched a bit when he realized his mistake.
You giggled at his little mix-up. “Umm.. I wouldn’t mind being your matesprit. You know?”
“♥️ So you’ll be my matesprit?♥️” Zebruh perked up upon hearing your words.
“I said I wouldn’t mind being your matesprit, dumbass. That doesn’t mean ‘take me now’. But.. flushed affirmation day is coming up.. Guess you’ll have to wait and see..”