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The only time I’d ever call you mine - (Herclena)

Tl;DR: Hercules and Elena keep up with their arrangement behind closed doors. It’s smut it’s just pure 7000+ words of porn don’t say I didn’t warn you.

TW: Smut, dom/sub overtones.

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Herc:

He could hear his heart thumping in his chest as he rode the lift up to her floor. He checked his phone again. He’d sent her a text when he arrived, letting her know he was coming up, it had sent. Yes, definitely sent. Christ, how long did this lift take?

He slid his phone back into his pocket, looking up at the ceiling of the empty lift. He couldn’t help but wonder what was going to happen… Elena hadn’t given him any details when he’d messaged her to confirm, just told him how pleased she was he had a clean bill of health. The anticipation had been building in him all day, he’d been trying to push it aside while he focused on work but… now he had no more distractions, his head was swirling with possibilities - and as far as he was concerned all of them ended well.

Finally, the doors slid open and he made his way along to her door, glad that at this time of night there weren’t many people in the hall who could wonder why he was visiting. He knocked, and tried to ignore the way the blood was already rushing beneath his belt.

When the door opened, he smiled. “Evening, Princess.”

ELENA

“Hercules, get in here,” Elena said, pulling him into her flat by his hand and catching him in a kiss. “I’m thrilled for what I’ve got planned for you. But first, we’re going to take advantage of the trouble you went through for me.”

Her eyes darted to his jeans, where she hungrily eyed him. She led him to the couch and whispered in his ear, “I’m going to ride you until you cum in me, right here,” she reached over to tug his jeans down. “But first-“

Elena guided him into sitting down and sank to her knees between his legs. “I’ve got to thank you for getting tested for me. Will sucking your cock be good for you?”

Herc:

He practically fell inside, kissing her back eagerly, his hands automatically on her waist as she spoke. He kicked off his shoes, all too eager to be out of his clothes. He followed without a word, grinning to himself, but the grin was replaced by a shiver of delight that ran up his spine as she talked about her plans for him. He felt the pulse beginning to throb in his cock where it pressed against his jeans, a hard bulge and then- ahhhh. The tension relieved as she pulled them down his legs.

He sank down to the cushions happily, quickly pulling off his shirt so he was left in nothing but his boxers, which showed the clear outline of his cock. Honestly? It really hadn’t been that much of an ordeal, it was something he did pretty regularly anyway, just to be sure, but who was he to refuse such thanks?

“That would be amazing for me,” he nodded, licking his lips as he looked down and locked eyes with her. “I’ve not been able to stop thinking about how good your mouth was all week.”

ELENA:

“Just remember not to cum,” Elena reminded him as she palmed at his cock through his boxers. “Save that for when I ride you.”

She tugged at the waistband to give her access to what she wanted and hungrily licked her lips at the gift before her. Hercules was so hard for her already, the blowjob was for her entertainment, not to help get him ready to fuck her.

“I’ve been thinking about your cock all week. You have such a great one, I need to give it attention.”

She started by licking up from the base of his cock, capturing the head between her lips and slowly taking him into her mouth. Elena hummed, all satisfied with herself, as she took him all the way and didn’t have to stop. She bobbed her head and groped his balls, aiming for maximum stimulation here, taking care to look up at him through her lashes.

Herc:

He exhaled slowly, feeling her hand on him through the fabric. “I won’t,” he shook his head. He was far too excited to be allowed to finish inside her. He bit his lip as he lifted his hips just enough to let her slide his boxers off, his cock springing free.

He watched her, eyes tracking her every movement, the breath catching in his throat, low and soft, as her tongue traced along him. “Ah-” he half-gasped as suddenly she took him into her mouth, and all he could feel was the warmth of her surrounding him.

“Oh god,” he sighed happily, holding his hips still. This had been worth the wait already. “You do that so good Princess,” he breathed. He could feel a spike of pleasure coursing through him every time she bobbed her head, the gentle press of her hand around his balls. She looked so beautiful, dark hair falling down around her face, her eyes on him as he watched his cock disappearing between her lips with every movement. He let more low moans escape him, why disguise that she was doing such a good job? Then he couldn’t help it, his hips bucking a little into her mouth sending his cock deep, nudging the back of her throat. He bit his lip, forcing himself to stay still. “Sorry, are you ok?”

ELENA:

Oh, God.

Elena did love a good throatfuck.

When Herc bucked his hips and hit the back of her throat, Elena was surprised, but ultimately giggled with her mouth full of cock and raised her eyebrows at him in a challenge. Go on, don’t hold back, she would’ve said. She wanted him to take full advantage of her, she’d be doing the same to him.

Elena even took one of Hercules’ hands and moved it to her hair, asking him without using words to tug on her hair while she was blowing him. It was his job to give her pleasure however she wanted, after all.

Herc:

Jesus Christ she was going to be the death of him. But it was going to be a wonderful death. He carded his fingers through her hair before beginning to grip lightly, moaning gently to let her know just how good a job she was doing. He began to roll his hips into her movements, fucking deep into her mouth and feeling all of the stress of the day melt away. He didn’t care about the gym right now, didn’t care about the homeowner’s association or his debts or whether he was enough. Right now he was enough, or he was certainly going to be, he would make sure of that.

“Fuck-” he groaned softly, “You feel so good. So-” his breath hitched a little. “So good.” His hand tightened a little in her hair, “I can’t wait till I’m inside you,” he closed his eyes a little even at the thought, “You’re gonna feel so good. I’m gonna fuck you so good, I promise.”

ELENA:

Elena had to admit that this was her happy place, on her knees with a cock in her mouth. Since she learned to be good at it, she couldn’t get over how easily men lost it when Elena went down on them. No doubt Hercules would’ve cum in no time if she’d let him, but he’d already been told where he was cumming today.

Elena moaned around his cock before taking him out of her mouth, stroking him with one hand while wiping the saliva and precum from her mouth with the other.

“I’m ready for you to fuck me. I’m so wet for you, Hercules.” Elena stood up and unhooked her bra, discarding it onto the floor, and slipped out of her panties. She bent down to kiss Hercules, then straddled him, but stopped short of lowering herself onto his cock. “Say please. Earn me riding your cock.”

Herc:

He fell quiet as she sat back, his breath slowly returning to normal as she wiped her mouth. But he could feel the pulse throbbing through his shaft as he watched her strip off. He loved the thought of her wet for him, the idea that she’d been waiting for him to arrive steadily feeling the want building between her legs. But she still took him by surprise when she straddled him. He’d been so ready to give her the same attention she’d given him. But no, she just wanted him inside her.

The man slipped his hands onto either side of her waist, thumbs rubbing at the skin at her hips. He leaned forwards, pressing a kiss to the flat of her stomach before he looked up at her through his eyelashes, eyes dark. “Please,” he spoke low. “Please.” He kissed her again. “Please, ride me?” The anticipation was killing him, he could feel it rising in his chest.

“I want to know what you feel like. Please,” he kept kissing her chest, his tongue brushing her skin as he tried to keep his hips from bucking up towards her. “Please, Princess. I want to cum in you, I want to fill you with my cock.”

ELENA:

Oh. he’d give her more later. She’d take him to bed after he came in her on the couch and use one of her toys on her until she was done with him, but for now, his cock was too tempting to delay. And look at that, she even had him begging for her.

“Mhm, well,” Elena purred. “Since you asked so nicely.”

Elena lowered herself onto his cock, sighing and closing her eyes as she got used to the feel of him inside of her, and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Now fuck me. Make that beautiful cock of yours useful for me, Hercules.”

Herc:

He let out a broken, ruined moan as she sank onto him. It was like all his senses had shorted out. The only thing he could feel was how good she felt around him. His eyes fluttered closed for a long moment as he got used to the feeling of her warmth all around him, the way he could feel her wetness.

Hercules opened his eyes again, coming back down to earth.

He didn’t waste a second. His hands gripped her hips a little tighter and he began to roll his hips, thrusting up into her warmth. He couldn’t help but groan, new waves of pleasure coming over him like never before as he felt the friction of their bodies moving together. “Jesus christ.” He panted. “God you feel so good,” he leant forwards, kissing her chest again, this time tilting his head slightly to suck one of her nipples into his mouth, pressing his tongue to it and beginning to worship her as he kept thrusting up into her beautiful warmth.

ELENA:

Hercules thrust into her and Elena couldn’t help the squeal of pure excitement she gave. His cock was even better riding him like this than on her back, she thought.

Without having to ask him, Hercules took one of her nipples into her mouth and Elena moaned, reaching down to rub her clit. “You’re so good at your job, you know what you’re good for,” Elena praised him, her nails digging into his back to leave pleasure’s marks.

Herc:

God, yes. All he could think about was how incredible she felt, how every beautiful thrust inside her was just building him closer and closer to absolute bliss. He sucked gently at the nipple, his hands gripping her hips tightly, pulling her close to him with every thrust upwards.

As her nails scraped his skin his mouth fell open in a moan, his head falling back a little. He didn’t want it to end yet, but every time he drove himself deeper into her he knew he couldn’t last, not this time, with her so hot and wet around him.

“‘M gonna cum,” he panted, lifting his hands so he could rub his thumbs across her nipples, “Oh god,” he sighed, low and guttural, barely able to see straight, “‘m gonna cum.”

ELENA:

typically Elena would hit him with a ‘don’t you dare cum,’ as she hadn’t had her first orgasm just yet. This time Elena was so close herself that Hercules cumming inside her might be enough to send her over the edge herself. And she so wanted Hercules to cum in her.

“I’m going to let you,” Elena purred in his ear, before pulling back enough to look him in the eye. “You’re doing such a good job, you’re allowed to cum now. Go ahead. Cum inside my pussy, it’s yours.”

She pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth then whispered, “Don’t forget to thank me.”

Herc:

Hercules nodded, his mouth hanging slightly open as the groans poured softly out of it. The hairs were standing up on the back of his neck, the way she took control of him. It was her decision when he came and where, and he simply had to obey.

His hips drove harder up into her, sinking his cock deep inside her. With each thrust the tidal wave mounted inside him, coiling, tight, tight, tight until finally, he saw white. He fucked desperately up into her, coming hard inside her, with a broken moan, before his head drooped and he leant against her chest, panting.

“Thank you,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to her chest. “Thank you. Jesus christ. That was… that was incredible.”

Herc lifted his head enough to look up at her, his eyes dark, pupils blown. “Let me worship you, I want to make you feel that good, let me thank you properly.”

ELENA:

“Fuck, yes!” Elena cried out as Hercules came inside her, finally. God, a shame she couldn’t have him do it again and again.

Elena almost came herself, but it wasn’t quite— she wasn’t quite there yet. Which was fine. Because before she could suggest it, Hercules was begging for the chance.

“You’d fucking better, after I let you cum in the crown princess of Avalor,” Elena teased. He didn’t need to know she’d let most anybody cum in her if it was safe, that she loved it that much. “Take me to bed.”

Herc:

God he wished he could stay in the moment for longer. Maybe he’d have to suggest it in future, that she could ride him but not let him cum, draw it out until it was agony to hold on any more.

“Yes your Majesty,” he slipped into it easily. If she was going to use her status over him he was going to play along, ever the obedient and worshipful servant.

He slipped his hands under her legs, picking her up as he stood up, still holding her close to him. He laid her out on her bed, kneeling over her. “How can I please you, Princess?” he breathed, reaching down to trail the fingers of one hand between her legs, feeling the slickness there, “Your wish is my desire.” Hercules bent his head, kissing her collarbone as he circled his fingers over her clit.

ELENA:

“Mm, I want you right here, Hercules. Use your fingers until I scream, and then — in the top drawer, the blue toy.” Elena gestured to it. “I want you to fuck me with it next.”

She’d have to ask if he was a switch; perhaps she’d use one of her toys on him one day.

“Then you’re going to eat my pussy until I squirt all over your face. But you’re going to work for that privilege.”

Herc:

He loved someone who knew exactly what they wanted, it made it so easy to give them exactly that. He let his tongue trace along her collarbone again, his fingers pressing more firmly against her clit now, building a steady rhythm.

“Can’t wait,” he raised his head, giving her a cheeky grin. He liked the thought of her making a mess of him, it was only fair after last week, of course. He settled himself alongside her on the bed, his fingers tracing around her entrance slowly, before he sank two inside her, beginning to pump them into her, with just a little bend to his fingers, determined to find out exactly what she liked.

Hercules pressed his lips to her shoulder, gently sucking at the skin. “Bet I’ll look beautiful,” he whispered playfully, “All covered in your cum.”

ELENA:

Elena’s luck with snagging this eager to please man kept amazing her. Sex was almost better than therapy insofar as tackling the stress of her life, and Hercules was so happy to oblige. Has anybody else figured out that the town thirst trap just lived to satisfy someone in bed?

“You’ll be so pretty, licking me off your lips,” Elena agreed, before sighing into Hercules kissing along her collarbone.

“Very good,” she whispered encouragement, pressing a kiss to his lips, and gasping when he hit something inside of her that just clicked with what he was doing.

Herc:

He kissed her fiercely, there was more he wanted to say, how he would eat her out until she could take no more, how he would bury his face between her legs until he knew every inch of her, but why tell her, when he could show her instead?

The second she gasped, he tried to replicate the movement, fingers curling inside her, his thumb drawing circles over her clit. He wanted to draw every last ounce of pleasure out for her, have her thrusting her hips onto his hand, drive her insane until she finally came for him. And then he would do it again, and again, until she’d finally had enough. God he loved that though. Hercules kissed at her jaw, long slow kisses down her neck, tasting the salt on her skin.

ELENA:

This man could become a problem, Elena thought as Hercules drove her closer to orgasm every second. It was fortunate her work and motherhood obligations ate up much of her time. Much more free time on her hands and she’d end up taking advantage of Hercules and his need to please on more than a weekly basis.

Elena rocked her hips into his hand, crying out against his ear as he kissed her neck. “God, yes Hercules,” she sighed. “I’m there, I’m there, I— ah! Oh, that’s good.”

Elena’s first orgasm hit her, taking her breath away for a moment until she could demand he do it again, and goddamn, he delivered. She practically squealed with pleasure at her second orgasm, her nails digging into his back, and barely managed to fumble through her drawer for her blue vibrator.

“Here. Play with me. You’re not finished giving me orgasms yet.”

Herc:

He loved watching people orgasm. He loved the rush of pride, the sweet feeling of happiness that ran through him as he listened to them crying out his name, watching as eyes fluttered closed, mouths opened. He loved the feel of her hips desperate for more of what he was giving, the way he could feel her walls fluttering, her legs trembling in the moments before they gave themselves up to him.

He grinned to himself, figuring he’d worked out exactly what she liked when she ordered him to keep going, so he did. He kept kissing at her skin, shifting his weight on top of her, his body rolling gently against her as he pumped and curled his fingers, always keeping his thumb rubbing across her clit until she came again, her nails leaving deep lines in his back that made him moan.

Hercules sat back, watching her fetch the toy for him. This time, he shifted so he was sat between her legs, making sure she was watching him before he raised his hand to his lips, sucking the cum from his fingers as he took the toy from her.

“Of course I’m not done, your majesty,” he grinned, turning the device on, lowering himself over her again, before he pressed the device to her skin, “We only stop when you have had enough.”

ELENA:

Elena licked her lips as he sucked the taste of her from his fingers, thrilled that her playmate was enjoying her body as much as she was enjoying using his.

“Ah— that’s right. Even if you cum first, we aren’t done until I say we are.” Elena reminded him. “I want you to leave me sobbing with pleasure.”

She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, grinning wide. “Mm, this toy always makes me so wet when I play with myself.”

She kissed him again and whispered against his lips, “Perhaps I’ll do that sometime. Tie you up so you can’t touch me and just have to watch me pleasure myself, dying for that to be you. Would you like that next time, Hercules?”

Herc:

He drew the vibrator in gentle movements against her clit, feeling her moving beneath him as he let himself be drawn into messy kisses.

Smiling, panting a little as he felt a little ripple of arousal running through him again, he kept up the steady movements of the toy against her. “I’m here to please you, Princess. That means you can do whatever you’d like to me-” Promises he probably shouldn’t make when his head was so unclear, but right now he’d have promised her anything that he thought would get her off. “You can tie me up and use me however you’d like.” Ah, there was that ripple again, his body already beginning to wish it was next time.

He buried his face in the crook of her neck, sucking slowly at her skin. “I just love getting to watch you come for me, Princess. You look so beautiful when you come.” He slid the toy lower, teasing it around her entrance.

ELENA:

She wondered how true that was, and was eager to test that out. Next time. Though perhaps…when he ate her out later, she’d have a perfect opportunity to see how he responded to her using a riding crop on him. Test out if he’ll recoil or moan into her pussy. The thought of that turned her on almost as much as Hercules using the vibrator on her clit.

“I love cumming for you,” Elena sighed against his ear. “You earn your privilege to fuck me, let’s keep it that way.”

Truly, it was a privilege to fuck her, and Elena should treat it as such. Not that she needs to be more chaste– god, no. There was nothing wrong with liking sex and wanting sex and having sex. But Elena should really hold people to high standards when fucking her. Make them work for it. Earn it. Like Hercules did.

Herc:

He kept the steady movements of the toy up, now beginning to just dip it inside her pussy, as he kept kissing at her neck.

“Tell me,” he murmured back, drawing her ear lobe between his lips for a moment. “Tell me about all the ways you want me to earn it in future? So I know just what you want,” he slipped the toy a little deeper inside her, his thumb back on her clit now, body pressing against hers.

“Then I’ll be so good to you, I’ll do everything you want-” there he went again making promises he shouldn’t. “Got to earn the right to feel you coming on my cock, I can’t wait for that,” he bit gently at the skin of her shoulder.

ELENA:

“You’re— ah—“ Elena cried out as he inserted the vibrator, biting down on her lip to keep from doing it again. “You’re doing it. Keep obeying me and I’ll keep rewarding you with my pussy. Do you know how many people would kill for this privilege?”

That’s right, remind him of his place even as he’s controlling the vibrator, making her so wet, bringing her close to another orgasm.

“Do you know how many comments I’ve read about what men want to do to me? How many men can only masturbate to images of me? And you get to touch me all you want as long as you can keep being a good boy for me. Isn’t that so easy?”

Herc:

There, that was what she needed, eh? Gently he began thrusting the vibrator inside her, in slow movements, his own hips rolling slightly, wishing it was him inside her again. “They don’t know you,” he circled his thumb across her clit, faster, harder. “They don’t know how to worship you properly, don’t know how good you feel,” he growled. He could imagine, the kinda guy who was all about himself, who didn’t know the beauty of watching the person beneath you writhe and moan in pleasure. Fuck those guys.

“I’ll be good, I promise. I’ll be so good to you princess,” he began kissing his way down her chest again. “I’ll eat your pussy so good after this,” he lowered his head to her breasts again, swirling his tongue around one nipple, as if to prove his point, sucking slightly, before he switched to give her other the same attention.

ELENA:

“Ah— Hercules, i'm going to cum,” Elena whined. “I’m so close, keep— ohhh god.”

Elena threw her head back as he fucked her with the vibrator and licked her hard, sensitive nipples. She felt worshipped. Almost god-like, with how this man reveled in her body.

“I’m cumming,” she announced. “Because you know how to treat me. I’m c— Ah!”

She gripped him tight, scratching at his back as she came, her body shaking through the orgasm.

Herc:

He closed his lips around her nipple, pushing the vibrator deep inside her, his thumb rubbing her clit as she begun to clench around him. He moaned against her skin, feeling her nails leaving trails on his skin again, a faint throb in his cock. Damn right he knew how to treat her. He waited until she was well through the throes before he slid the toy out of her, switching it off.

Hercules shunted himself down the bed, throwing her legs over his shoulders. God, she smelled of nothing but sex now, and he was already moaning as he buried his head between her legs. He thrust his tongue deep inside her, feeling her coating his mouth already, he thrust it again, pressing his face so tight he could barely breath, over and over. “God, you taste so good,” he moaned, looking up at her, before he pressed a kiss to the inside of her thigh. “You still want my mouth?”

Many people demanded things they couldn’t actually handle in reality, satisfaction caught up too quickly, but he had a feeling that wasn’t the case with Elena. Maybe he’d be here all night. He wasn’t complaining.

ELENA:

Hercules wasted no time in getting between her legs and Elena couldn’t have been happier. Still seeing stars from her orgasm, Elena only nodded at first.

She reached down to play with his hair before dropping her hand and saying, “Eat my pussy, Hercules. You’re so good at it.” She almost wished she had a third person to join her so they could see how great the little toy she found was.

Herc:

He didn't need to be told twice, he had been kissing the crease where her thigh met her body, but happily shifted himself lower again. He was smiling as she played with his hair, always feeling proud to know he was doing a good job.

Hercules pressed his tongue flat to her clit in long, firm licks, running one hand up and down her thigh, before he circled her in quicker movements, drawing around her with the tip of his tongue, quick, firm, and then returning to long slow laps.

He couldn't help moving his hips in time with his mouth, rutting slightly against the mattress, faintly aware in the back of his mind of the warm blood flowing into his cock. But for now all he thought about was her. He hummed a little against her skin, letting the vibrations sound against her clit.

ELENA:

Elena didn’t have time to be embarrassed about the sweat dotting her hairline before Hercules was between her legs, worshipping her just like he should. He knew what a privilege he’d gotten access to and was determined to keep that privilege. Perfect, Elena couldn’t complain.

“Ah, just like that, that’s so good,” Elena mewled. “Earning your access to my pussy, good boy. Good little toy.”

She bit at her thumb as he hummed against her clit, muttering, “Hercules, I'm going to cum all over your face. If you keep eating this pussy this good..”

No doubt, she’d squirt all over him and soak the bedsheets.

She arched her back, rocking into his face, with a high-pitched squeal of pleasure.

Herc:

He kept up his work, gripping her leg tighter with one hand, her encouragement ringing in his ears. He didn't want to stop until she did exactly that, until he could make good on his promise and show her exactly how pretty he looked licking her off his lips.

As she begun to fuck his face he pressed harder, meeting her every thrust, his own hips pressing gently into the mattress desperately seeking something, the soft friction against his cock making him hum all the louder against her skin. He wanted to will her on, to tell her to come for him, to come on him, to keep taking her pleasure, but he couldn't bring himself to stop, even for a moment when she was this close.

He flicked his eyes up to watch her face, the way she looked as she cried out, arousal coursing through him again.

ELENA:

Elena’s vision seemingly blacked out, the dimly lit room faded from clear view as Elena’s orgasm built. So close, so close, she was about to—

— almost, almost, “Fuck! Jesus Christ, Hercules!”

She was cumming, squirting all over Hercules’ face, and laughed from the sheer pleasure of it. “Oh my god, aha, fuuuuuck, fuck that’s so good. How does it feel, being used like a sex toy?”

Herc:

It wasn't long, then, before she came. And when she did he knew she must have squirted again because he felt the rush of it against his chin. He moaned weakly against her pussy, slowly lapping at her until her legs had stopped quivering.

Thinking about what she'd said earlier, he sat up, resting on his heels, but he didn't wipe his face.

Instead he let her get a good look at him, chest rising and falling as he panted lightly, his lips and chin shining with her cum. "I just like getting people off," he smiled, blissfully. "Feeling you cum like that? It's so hot."

The pulse was throbbing faintly in his cock, but he ignored it, in favour of thinking about her. "You want me to do it again?" He offered, trailing his fingers up the insides of her thighs, "Make a real mess of me?"

ELENA:

Oh, he did look so pretty, all wet with the evidence of a job well done. She thought, jokingly, that he could and should monetize his skills.

“Make me sob with pleasure, Hercules. If you can make me squirt again, I’ll reward you next time.” Elena promised. “Would you like to go home with marks from a riding crop and flogger next week?”

Herc:

His cock gave a throb at that thought that distracted him for a moment. "I've never been properly whipped before," he confessed, sinking down between her legs again and kissing his way up her thighs before looking up at her with a grin. "I think I'd like it though." He gave her pussy a long lick. "You can make sure I remember just how good I was."

He closed his lip over her clit, sucking gently for a few moments. She must be starting to get sensitive now, surely, he reasoned.

But he knew exactly what she liked now, and set to work, pressing his tongue to her clit over and over and over again, his own hips moving slightly, as if wishing he was inside her. He began to give her those little moans, letting her know he was enjoying himself.

ELENA:

“Perfect,” Elena said as he kissed his way back up her thighs. It would be something somewhat new for both of them. Elena was usually on the receiving end of a good spanking or whipping. It was thrilling for her, the idea of being on the other side.

Elena whined at Hercules on her clit, so terribly sensitive from all the attention, but so desperate for more. She wanted to be in tears from pleasure and she was almost there, so very close.

“That’s fucking right,” Elena rocked her hips and moaned. “Make me cum again.”

She brought her hands to her tits, pinching at the sensitive nipples and gasped as something told her she’d be cumming soon. Perfect, she didn’t think she’d last much longer.

“Hercules, fuck— Hercules, I—“ her voice broke, finally near tears as her backed arched and after only a couple minutes of his attention, came again, all over his face.

Elena let out a sob of sheer pleasure as her legs shook through her orgasm.

“Jesus, god! Come here, kiss me,” she said through tears of ecstasy. “I want to taste me on you.”

Herc:

The way she rocked her hips up into his face, the sound of her voice gasping, the way she called out his name, it all kept him feeling thrilled, the excitement rising once again in his chest until she came again.

He moaned weakly, licking deep inside her as she came to the end of her orgasm, lifting himself up off the bed again.

Hercules crawled up the bed, face even messier now, kissing her slowly as he lay down beside her, his cock now hard, pressed against her thigh. "You ok?" He asked softly, pulling back, his hand cradling her face. It sounded like that last one had been a lot. He brushed some hair out of her face with his other hand.

ELENA:

Elena found words difficult at first so she only nodded. Yes she was okay, she was more than okay, Hercules gave her exactly what she wanted— to be absolutely wrecked from pleasure.

“Yes, that was amazing,” she finally said, kissing his cheek. “I lost count how many—“

She stopped mid-sentence and blinked. Was he—?

Elena looked down at his cock and smirked. “You’re hard again.” She licked her lips, wrapping a hand around him and stroking him. “I can help with that.”

Herc:

"Ok, good," he murmured kissing her shoulder gently, before he cleaned off his mouth with the back of his hand. With a twinkle in his eye, he looked at her, smirking. "It was five, by my count." Because of course he'd been counting. Each one made him feel like a superman.

"Oh-" he stopped, gasping a little as she took him in her hand, finally giving his cock the attention he'd been denying himself. "Shit, yeah, sorry" he blushed. "That happens," he confessed. Usually people didn't get the chance to find out, of course, once they'd got what they needed.

"You don't -ahhh" his hips bucked slightly into her grip. "You don't have to, you're exhausted."

ELENA:

She was, sure, but such was the benefit of owning what was between her legs, eh? Elena could just give him a handjob, or, he could slide into her while she was still so wet.

“Of course, but I want to,” Elena said. “Plenty of positions that don’t require me to do much work, come on. I want that beautiful cock inside me. Cum in my pussy again.”

Herc:

He let out a stifled moan. He did want to fuck her again, even more than that he wanted to feel her orgasm around him, to feel her tighten and flutter around his cock the way she had for his fingers. “Ok, ok,” he kissed her a few more times, long languid kisses as he swept his tongue inside her mouth, twisting himself until he was above her again.

“Just let me know if it’s too much, ok?” He whispered against her lips, one hand bracketing her head, the other reaching down. He gave himself a few quick pumps, just to be sure, before lining himself up.

He slid in so easily now, she was so hot and wet, he kept pushing, breathing out hard, until he bottomed out inside her. “Oh fuck you feel so good,” he sighed, kissing her again as he held still, giving her time to get used to him again.

ELENA:

“I will,” she promised as he positioned himself to enter her. It wouldn’t be. She wanted to cum on his cock too; she’d been so eager to let him cum in her last time that she didn’t make him wait for her first.

Elena gasped as Hercules’ cock filled her up, then gave a satisfied little hum when he started kissing her. He was so good, so good.

“I’m okay,” she assured him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Herc:

He lowered his face to her, kissing her again as she looped her arms around him. The first few thrusts were shallow, steady, already enough to have soft groans sounding in the back of his throat.

Building into his rhythm, he took deeper thrusts, his hips rolling in slow steady movements that sent waves of pleasure rippling up through him. He kept kissing her, deep and slow, letting his moans sound into her mouth.

He took one hand, guiding her leg up around his waist so that - ah, god yes that was it, that was the angle, he could utterly bury himself inside her now, driving his cock deep inside her, biting down on her lower lip. His head fell back, groaning, voice hoarse now. “Oh god, Elena, you’re so fucking good to me.”

ELENA:

Oh, but it was him who was good to her. Giving her so many orgasms she lost count, who even did that? What a man, honestly. Elena could tell he wasn’t at a place to pursue him further than their arrangement; her sexual appetite was one thing, her emotional needs were a whole new animal that Hercules Kouros was not ready for. But that didn’t mean she was going to turn down what she could accept from him, and turns out that was many orgasms and great communication.

“You’ve earned it,” Elena reminded him, her voice soft as he thrust into her. “You worked so hard for me tonight. I want to cum together, can you hold out just a little while? While I get there?”

Herc:

“Yes, yes, yes,” he breathed, kissing her again. “I want to feel you come on my cock,” he sighed.

He kept up the slow, deep thrusts, the sound of their bodies meeting filling the air, along with the breath catching in his throat every time. It was easier now, to be patient, compared to the first time earlier that night, when the anticipation had had him half ready to come the second he was touched.

Hercules dipped his head, kissing along her jaw to whisper in her ear. “I can’t wait to make you come again.” This was his drug, the only one he used, the rush of exhilaration that came with reducing another person to such pleasure. Then he lowered his head again, kissing her neck, licking underneath her jaw.

ELENA:

“That’s it, that’s good,” Elena breathed, her eyes fluttering shut as Hercules kissed her neck.

Every thrust slowly brought her closer to her sixth (!!!) orgasm, but the last had been so big, had taken so much energy, it was taking a while. Hercules didn’t seem to mind the wait though.

“I’m so close, Hercules,” she practically whispered. “So close. I think— okay, okay, I — fuck, right there! Right there, just right. I’m going to cum, I'm going to cum… are you close for me?”

Herc:

The second she gave him the guidance, he zeroed in on it, holding her leg there to keep exactly that angle, driving his cock a little faster, a little harder. “I’m close,” he murmured, “I’m close. So close- ah.” He bit his own lip, trying to make sure he held on.

“Come for me,” he kissed her again, “Come for me again,” he urged her on, looking down at her face, the bliss on her face. That nearly sent him over the edge, his hand gripping her leg tighter. He could feel it coiling in his stomach, wanting so bad to keep chasing that sweet release again.

He leant down again, kissing her, open mouthed and messy, moans escaping him over and over.

ELENA:

“I’m cumming for you, I’m right there,” Elena promised.

She kissed him, messy and missing his mouth some of the time, and dug her nails into his back. He’s going to go home looking like a coyote clawed him all up, she thought.

“Cum in me, Hercules. Cum in my pussy, it’s yours, it’s yours, I want it,” Elena whimpered.

Elena suddenly jerked her head to the side and cried out as she came, quickly followed by a hitch of her breath as more tears of sheer pleasure fell. And to think this man was her little secret.

Herc:

He could feel it now, could feel the way her hips moved to meet him, the sting of her nails digging into his back, the way her voice broke. So he kept going, his hips thrusting deep into her, feeling the way her walls seemed to flutter around him, her legs quivering and then there.

He moaned, loud, as he felt her coming for him, her voice crying out. It was too much for him, he drove once, twice, the third time, his orgasm came like a kick to the stomach. Sinking himself inside her again, he felt his cum spilling into her, his eyes filled with stars, his whole body seeming to be on fire with pleasure.

“Jesus Christ,” he whimpered, his body feeling limp as he practically collapsed on top of her, his face buried against her chest. He panted, hips twitching slightly. Finally he caught his breath, looking up, trying to pick himself up again. “You good?” He murmured, reaching up to wipe the tears from her face.

ELENA:

She giggled as Hercules came in her, and felt almost like she won…somehow.

“I’m okay,” Elena assured him as the tears of pleasure kept coming, slowly. “This is exactly what I wanted.”

There was something about being driven to tears from orgasm that just did it for her. Truly underrated.

Elena hugged onto him tightly and sighed, voice too soft for what she was saying, “I love being fucked full of cum. You did so good for me.”

Herc:

Herc kissed her cheeks, kissing away the tears before he finally pulled out of her, collapsing back down to the bed. “My pleasure,” he laughed, a little dazed, “Literally.” He snorted with laughter, turning to her so he could wrap his arms around her.

“Thank you,” he kissed her shoulder. “That was amazing, seriously.” Definitely worth the wait all week. He wasn’t sure he even had the energy left to get himself home, but definitely worth it.

“I’ll be feeling those scratches for days,” he smiled against her skin.

ELENA:

“I’ve had practice,” Elena joked. “You were amazing yourself, I’m going to be thinking about that all week.”

How was she going to top that performance next week, she wanted to know.

“Sorry, my nails are quite sharp.” She said with a giggle.

Herc:

“Don’t be sorry,” he smiled again, kissing her cheek. “I like it,” he gave her a wink as he confessed. “Lets me know I’m doing a good job.” And if she was going to make good on her promise and bring out some toys for that in future? Well… he felt a nervous, excited flutter.

“Nothing better than knowing you’re driving a beautiful woman mad with pleasure,” he sighed happily.

ELENA:

Elena caught him in another kiss and snuggled into his chest, letting herself indulge in his warmth.

“And how are you feeling? I wasn’t too terribly demanding was I?” Like, sure, that was the point of this, but only if being bossed around was fun for him too.

Herc:

Herc laughed softly. How was he feeling? Had that not been painfully obvious? He wrapped his arms around her and gave her a squeeze. “I’m feeling fucking incredible,” he reassured her. “Seriously. That was a lot of fun.”

He lay, looking at her ceiling for a few moments, chewing the inside of his lip. “People don’t often uh… take away my control, like that. But I’m really enjoying it. So don’t worry,” he stroked her back. “You can keep demanding whatever you want from me.”

If she wanted to take things further? Well… so much the better.

ELENA:

“You’re giving me a very wide open range of things to play with.” Elena teased, gently poking the tip of Hercules’ nose.

She sighed, content to lay there snuggled up with him, but she figured before she knocked out, she should suggest he grab a shower.

“You should probably get cleaned up,” she said. “I’ll join you if you’d like.”

Herc:

Hercules laughed a little. Well hey, he didn’t mind if she got creative… the truth was most of his sexual history had been straight forward hook ups. People very clearly wanted one thing from him and he made sure they got it. This was new, it was exciting, it was fun. “Well, what can I say. I’m a pretty open guy.”

He groaned, stretching himself out a bit more. “Yeah, I should probably wash up before I go home.” Slowly, he sat himself up and climbed from the bed. “You’ll have to point me to the bathroom though,” he grinned back at her.

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