A slut for fractionation (Patreon)

Your partner has taken your phrase of being "a slut for fractionation" quite literally, today.

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“Awh, honey, what’s wrong? You said you were a slut for fractionation, but I didn’t think that you meant it so… Literally.” Your partner was speaking to you, but your mind was struggling to parse the words. You wanted them. So badly. To suck, and fuck.

You leant forwards on the bed, but they pressed a finger to your nose. “Ah, ah, ah, down.” They said, snapping their fingers. Your eyes closed, and you felt your mind swallowed back up by trance, just as the gnawing, hungry desire for them grew. “And back up!” They said.

Opening your eyes, your hand moved almost instinctively to rub their sex, over their underwear. “H-hey sweetie. Mmmh…” They let out a soft moan as your touch brought them pleasure, and the part of your brain that was filled with desire purred, satisfied.

But it wasn’t complete satisfaction. No. Not until you had had your fill. Your partner smirked up at you as you slid forwards on the bed, straddling them. “Not that I’m complaining about it being so literal. I did this to you. I love seeing where your body takes my commands.”

They were talking too much. So, you kissed them. Single minded, definitive purpose filled you. You wanted to make both of you feel good. One hand steadied yourself on the bed as your other hand roamed over their chest, tracing patterns with your nails.

And their usually domineering tone melted away. Not to one of submission, but to one of bliss. Their hands were moving over your body, cupping your ass, one tangling in your hair. It felt so good. Each moment, each movement. Your body was crying out for pleasure.

As you broke the kiss, they looked up at you, their eyes sparkling with desire as well. “Good job, my love.  So obedient, so well programmed. You’re absolutely my fractionated slut. So, show me what you want.” You moved down their body, and began to take off their underwear.

You saw them smiling down at you as you looked back up briefly, before focusing your gaze on their sex. You wanted it. You wanted to make them feel so good. You were their slut. The pleasure filled, needy toy. And you were salivating at the thought. You began to lick.