Debut (2)

 

 

 

Not long after, in an erotic atmosphere he created, Kylan couldn't take it anymore and exploded his first shot. His toes curled, and the hole that was visible in the camera twitched. He trembled and pulled out the toy inside his mouth, and powerlessly laid down in the bed. 

 

Kylan panted, the sensation had not yet subsided. The toy in his hand glistened with his own saliva. The white liquid in his stomach enhanced his erotic image even more. He took a deep breath and stared at the ceiling. 

 

Fuck, he really enjoyed it. He even forgot the camera was turned on; in any case, Kylan didn't seem to mind. He became so preoccupied with job hunting that he became so sex-deprived for so long that he now desperately needs pleasure. 

 

Incubus actually didn't need to eat too much essence, and they could survive for months as long as their next meal was sufficient. Although some incubi preferred to be fattened with sex essence and overflowing with power, Kylan was really a rare case for his race.

 

After a minute to catch his breath, he sat up. His face was still painted crimson, and the seductive eyes remained. He glanced at the camera. Kylan licked his lips as his breath became hotter. What he did wasn't enough, and arousal took over his mind once more. 

 

His cock stiffened once again and pointed in the air. As Kylan licked his lips, his right hand touched his own desire and stroked it slowly. While he put his left hand on his lips and kissed it, he stuck his tongue out and licked it. Moans began to escape his lips as slurping sounds resounded as well, he sucked his own pointed fingers first. 

 

The hand that was playing with his own sex began to pick its own pace as well, he sucked those fingers so well that he again added another one. Kylan groaned. sucking his own fingers, then playing and stroking his desire. Again, arousal clouded his mind, as if Kylan also wasn't aware of this side of him and how he looked right now.

 

He still continued, then Kylan furrowed his brows, removed his fingers from his mouth, and even stopped jerking himself. He licked his lips again so erotically, then stared at his own fingers, dripping wet with his saliva. 

 

Kylan narrowed his eyes as a bewitching smile appeared on his lips, accidentally, he again glanced at the camera. Perhaps, it wasn't a coincidence anymore. In this state, his talent as an incubus seemed to show up if desire took over his reason. 

 

His red body and tongue, longer than humans', stuck out as his hand formed an "O" in front of his mouth. His eyes glinted, as he smirked and the tongue danced inside the hole, facing the camera. Kylan only stayed in that appearance for a few seconds before he as if teasing the camera and licked it again with his tongue.

 

He then spat some saliva on it, and his other hand again played with his chest. Kylan without removing his captivating gaze from the camera put his right hand in between his spread legs. The hole seemed eager for something, fluttered. However, even with this, Kylan didn't immediately play on it. 

 

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As if he also wanted to tease and make the viewers crave it, he only traced the skin around it. Slow and even painful, for him and for the viewers. It then gets through that fluttering hole and again, passed by it. 

 

However, as a few seconds passed by, Kylan's fingers' encircled it. His mouth parted, teasing himself was also torture for him. He wet his lips once more, sweat glittered on his body. And in a most awaited moment, his finger pointed in that eager hole as it twitched in anticipation.

 

At once, his finger slowly sunk in, he didn't immediately thrust as he groaned from the stretch. Kylan didn't even need lubrication at all, he was basically dripping wet, he assumed it was normal for a pleasure demon even as an incubus to self-lubricate. The sweet aroma pervaded the whole room, lust filled his system.

 

He thrust his finger inside, slowly then as he got the sensation, his movement became faster. Kylan bit his lips, narrowing his eyes. Shooking his head, he no, it wasn't enough. He immediately added another finger inside, two fingers now thrusting into his tight hole. His fingers were wet, and some of the slick leaked out of his hole and smeared on his mattress. 

 

Kylan's half-lidded eyes glanced at the camera once again, added another finger, and the pace became faster as he fucked himself with his fingers. His moans became an erotic melody sounding throughout the room and reaching the ears of the future viewer. 

 

His saliva flowed down his chin, biting his lips. After the fierce movements, Kylan's fingers stopped thrusting. The toy caught his attention, more saliva came out of his mouth as if he was extremely starving. Indeed, Kylan was hungry. He wanted more, it seemed he was even more deprived of sex essence than he thought.

 

Kylan swallowed, his hazel eyes constricted. His tail danced a little then reached out for the toy at the side, it now somewhat dried. He pushed out his fingers inside of him, and at the loss, he let out a whimper. 

 

He stared at it, stuck his tongue, and licked it for a bit. Which was unnecessary since he was already soaking wet. He positioned it just in front of him, long and thick and exactly to his taste. The then hazel eyes became golden, and patterns appeared on his skin which vanished in an instant. If one's eyes weren't observant they wouldn't even notice it at all. 

 

As if drunk, Kylan only had his eyes on the toy. Although his mind insisted it wasn't enough, he didn't have much of a choice at that time. He took a shaky breath and slowly pointed himself at the tip of the toy in his entrance. 

 

Slowly and steadily sank himself into the toy, grunting because his fingers earlier weren't enough to loosen himself, and yet he didn't care much. He longed for this sensation, the feeling of being filled up. 

 

The toy then vanished inside of him as he sank himself nice and deep. One might be surprised and perplexed as to how he could take that size at all, given how tight and small that entrance was. Kylan raised his gaze, and the golden pupils looked at the camera, vision technically out of focus at this point. 

 

Once he had seated himself at the length, a satisfied groan escaped from his mouth. His hand touched his stomach as if to feel the bulge in it. He bit his lips and finally decided to ride that fucking toy and relieve himself of the thirst that invaded his whole being.

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