My body was still trembling from everything — the fingering, the grinding, the way we'd come together, the way I'd swallowed him after. My hole ached in the best-worst way, sensitive and slick. My cock was soft now, spent, resting against my thigh.
I thought that was it.
I thought he'd be satisfied.
But his cock was still half-hard against the small of my back — thick, warm, slowly thickening again with every slow breath he took.
I swallowed. My voice came out small and shaky.
"W-wait… aren't you done yet?" I looked up at him, scared. "I thought you were already done. You already came twice…"
He let out a low, rough chuckle that vibrated through his chest into mine. His lips brushed the shell of my ear.
"It's just twice," he murmured, voice deep and amused. "I can cum again and again… as long as your body can take it."
My heart jumped. My thighs clenched on instinct.
He shifted behind me — one big hand sliding up to cup my jaw, turning my face so I had to look at him over my shoulder. Crimson eyes dark, hungry, but still that same teasing edge.
"Now why don't you sit on me next, Renji?" he said softly. "Ride me. Let me feel you from the inside."
I shook my head — small, panicked. "I… I can't… I'm still—"
"It's okay," he cut in, voice dropping lower, almost gentle. "Come here. I'll make sure you cum too while I'm fucking you."
Before I could protest again, his hands moved to my arms. Strong fingers wrapped around my wrists — not rough, but firm — and he guided me up. Water sloshed around us as he turned me around to face him.
He pulled me forward until I was straddling his lap again, knees sinking into the shallow water on either side of his hips. His cock stood thick and hard between us now, brushing against my inner thigh, leaving a warm trail of pre-cum.
"Kiss me while I'm putting it in," he said.
He grabbed the back of my head — fingers threading into my wet hair — and pulled me down into a kiss.
His mouth sealed over mine — deep, slow, possessive. Tongue sliding in right away, tasting me, tasting himself from earlier. I moaned softly into it — "Mmmph…" — helpless, body already going weak again.
While he kissed me, one of his hands slid down between us.
Fingers found my entrance first — still slick, still open from three fingers. He rubbed the rim slow, teasing circles, making me twitch and whimper against his lips.
Then he gripped his own cock — base firm — and guided the head to my hole. The blunt tip pressed against me — hot, thick, insistent.
I tensed. A small, scared sound escaped into his mouth.
"Here I go," he whispered against my lips.
He pushed.
Slow.
The head breached me — stretching me wide again. The burn flared bright — sharp, full — even after all the prep. My thighs shook. My fingers dug into his shoulders.
"Nnngh—!"
He held still for a heartbeat — letting me feel just the head inside, the way my hole fluttered around it, trying to adjust.
Then he pushed again — another slow inch.
"Ahh…! Dravic—!"
My voice cracked on a moan. My back arched. Tears pricked my eyes instantly.
He groaned low — deep, guttural — feeling me clench around him.
"So tight… even after three fingers… fuck, Renji…"
He kept going — inch by torturous inch — never stopping the kiss. His tongue moved in my mouth in the same slow rhythm as his cock sliding deeper. Every push made me moan louder into him — broken, needy sounds.
"Mmmph… ahh… nnh…!"
Halfway in, he paused again. Let me breathe. Let me feel how full I was — how thick he was — splitting me open in the best way.
"You're taking me so well," he breathed against my lips. "Look at you… swallowing my cock like you were made for it."
Another slow push — deeper — until his hips met mine. He was buried to the hilt. The stretch burned bright for a second, then melted into heavy, throbbing pleasure that made my toes curl in the water.
"Nnngh…! So deep…!"
He groaned again — rough, satisfied — when my hole clenched hard around the base.
"That's it… good boy… feel me all the way inside you."
He held still for a long moment — both of us panting into each other's mouths.
Then he started to move.
Tiny rocks at first — barely pulling back an inch, then sliding back in. Shallow thrusts that let me feel every ridge, every vein dragging along my walls.
"Ahh… mmm… Dravic…"
My moans spilled out freely now — soft, endless. My arms wrapped around his neck, clinging. My hips rocked forward on instinct — trying to take more, even though I was scared.
He smiled against my mouth — sharp, victorious.
"That's it… ride me, Renji. Move with me."
His hands slid to my hips — guiding me up and down in slow, careful motions. Every rise and fall made his cock drag over that spot inside, sending sparks through my whole body.
I moaned louder — "Ahh…! There… right there…!"
He growled low — hips starting to meet my movements — thrusting up into me with controlled power.
We found a rhythm — slow, deep, endless.
The water sloshed around us with every roll of our hips.
Dravic just kept kissing me — swallowing every moan, every whimper — like he wanted to devour me from the inside out.
His tongue moved deep and slow in my mouth at first, matching the lazy rolls of his hips. But then something shifted. His breathing grew sharper against my lips. His grip on my hips tightened — fingers digging into the soft flesh there — and he started moving faster.
Harder.
Each thrust drove deeper, the thick length of him sliding in and out with wet, obscene sounds that echoed softly in the steam. The water sloshed around us in frantic little waves as his pace picked up.
"Mmmph… ahh… nnh…!"
I moaned into his mouth — loud, broken, desperate. He answered with low growls of his own, the sounds vibrating between our lips. Our tongues tangled messier now, sloppy and hungry, saliva mixing as we panted into each other.
He broke the kiss suddenly — just enough to drag his mouth down the side of my neck. His lips sealed over the sensitive skin there, sucking hard. Teeth grazed. Tongue swirled over the fresh mark he was making. The sharp sting of the suck mixed with the deep, relentless pleasure of his cock pounding into me.
"Ahh—! Dravic…!"
My voice cracked on a high moan. My arms clung tighter around his neck, nails scraping down his back. My cock — hard again, leaking steadily — rubbed against his stomach with every brutal thrust, the friction driving me insane.
He sucked harder on my neck — pulling a bruise to the surface — while his hips snapped faster, deeper, chasing something raw.
"Fuck… Renji… so tight… so good…" he groaned against my skin, voice wrecked. "Gonna cum again… gonna fill you up…"
His thrusts turned erratic — short, sharp, slamming in deep. The head of his cock dragged over that spot inside me over and over, relentless.
I couldn't hold back.
"Ahh…! Dravic— I'm— I'm coming—!"
My cock pulsed hard between us — pressing tight against his abs — and I came with a broken sob. Hot spurts painted his stomach, mixing with the water. My hole clenched wildly around him, fluttering and squeezing like it wanted to keep him buried forever.
That pushed him over.
"Renji— fuck—!"
He slammed in one last time — burying himself to the hilt — and came hard. Thick, hot pulses flooded inside me, filling me up, spilling deep. His cock throbbed with every spurt, hips jerking in small, helpless movements as he rode it out.
We moaned together — loud, raw, overlapping sounds — his groan muffled against my neck, my cries spilling into the steam.
"Ahh… nnh… Dravic…!"
"Mmm… yes… take it all… fuck…"
He stayed buried inside me for long seconds, both of us shaking, panting. His arms wrapped tight around my waist, holding me flush against him while the aftershocks rolled through us.
When his breathing finally steadied a little, he pulled back just enough to look at me. His cock was still hard — impossibly still hard — throbbing inside me like it hadn't softened at all.
I stared at him, voice weak and trembling.
"W-why… is it still hard…?"
He let out a low, rough laugh — almost fond.
"That's because I'm just getting started," he said, eyes dark and gleaming. "Now let's go for the next round."
My eyes widened. Panic mixed with exhaustion.
"W-wait… no… please… enough already… I can't take it anymore…"
He smiled — slow, predatory — and brushed a strand of wet hair from my forehead.
"It's okay," he murmured. "And by the way… your ass won't wear out even if we fuck you again and again. Because we're keeping it tight. Perfect. Always tight ready for more. So don't worry… like that."
I blinked, confused and dazed.
"W-what did you say…?"
He didn't answer with words.
Instead he tightened his hold on my waist — strong arms wrapping around me — and lifted me straight up off the ledge. Water cascaded off our bodies in sheets as he stood, still buried deep inside me. My legs dangled uselessly for a second before instinctively wrapping around his hips again. His cock shifted inside me with the movement — pressing deeper, making me gasp sharply.
"Ah—!"
He started moving.
Right there — standing in the shallow end of the spring — he began thrusting up into me while holding me in his arms like I weighed nothing.
Each upward snap of his hips drove him deep, the angle hitting that spot perfectly every time. Water splashed around his thighs with every powerful thrust. My body bounced in his grip — helpless, open, full.
"Nnngh…! Dravic… too much…!"
"You can take it," he growled against my ear. "Look how well you're taking me… moaning so pretty… clenching so tight…"
His pace built again — faster, harder — skin slapping wetly against skin. My cock — already hard again from the constant pressure inside — rubbed frantically against his abs with every bounce.
"Ahh… ahh… I'm— again—!"
"Cum with me," he rasped. "Let me feel you come around my cock while I fill you up one more time…"
He thrust faster — brutal now — chasing the edge.
I shattered first — cock pulsing hard against his stomach, spilling hot between us in weak spurts. My hole clamped down like a vice around him, fluttering wildly.
"Nnngh—! Dravic—!"
That sent him over.
"Fuck— Renji—!"
He slammed up one last time — burying himself completely — and came hard. Hot pulses flooded me again, thick and deep, spilling inside until I could feel it leaking out around his base. His groan was long and low, hips jerking with each spurt.
"Ahh… mmm… yes… take every drop…"
We stayed locked together — shaking, moaning softly into each other's necks — until the last tremors faded.
He didn't pull out.
He just held me there — still impaled on him — breathing hard against my shoulder.
"See?" he whispered, voice wrecked but satisfied. "Still perfect. Still tight."
He kissed the side of my neck — soft now.
"One more round… or do you need a break, little Renji?"