As Many As They Can Muster: Aftermath

The Toshin reared up, a guttural grunt pressing air through his throat as he twitched on the spot, Rochefort noting the subtle energies coursing underneath the skin between the porcelain white of the vampire and the deep green of her lover. The large man remained in place for a good couple of seconds, punctuating his grunts with small, but none the less forceful thrusts as he emptied himself inside the woman, then slowly slumped to the side. The thud rocked the bed as he landed, and within moments, an audible snore lent itself to the background noise of the room.

"Is this truly wise, Mr. Rochefort?"

The vampire's sultry tone refocused his eyes, shifting downwards, pleasure shooting up his spine as if the act reconnected him to his body again. Slender fingers tugged at his member with supernatural tenderness and precision, just the way he liked it - somehow, always, just the way he liked it - and he found that the glowing eyes below had a mixture of concern and amusement in them. He straightened up, hips bucking forward ever so slightly as he fought to remain in control of his body's demands, and offered her a wry smile.

"I am the head of this family. Our agreement falls to me, and those I can muster, remember?"

"Mmhh... is that so?" Her tone didn't so much question him as it playfully entertained the idea, as if they hadn't had this conversation before.

Many times.

"It falls to me..." He grunted, noting a sudden but subtle change in the pace of her hand - the smallest increase in pressure around him, a small twist of her wrist here and there. Drawing in another breath, he noted the other Toshin's efforts growing eager between her mounds, his meaty, green glans repeatedly withdrawing between and barely poking out in the cleft of the woman's pristine breasts, the flesh jiggling in his calloused hands with each thrust.

"Before the others are ready, I must-... oh..." He averted his gaze, feeling himself twitch in excitement, eyes focusing on the roof, voice trailing off as thoughts grew dim. The vampire's thumb rubbed a gentle half-circle against the spot where his glans and shaft met with each tug, tickling the bundle of nerves with incredible precision.

"I- I must..." Knees shaking, the all too familiar, stirring feeling in the pit of his stomach, radiating out towards his sack and shaft. His eyes met hers again, both of them wide in excitement, and he grit his teeth as he surrendered to her efforts.

"You little slut!"

"My, how crude Mr. Roch-"

The vampire's voice was cut off, her eyes blinking to a close as he erupted violently into her face, white ropes coating her skin as it splashed wildly with each jet. Her tugging sped up and he let out a ragged breath as she leaned in, purple lips parting and her tongue snaking out - the final straw that turned his breaths into moans. His hands clenched by his sides as he found himself unable to keep his composure, Eliza's eyes opening halfway as she smugly milked him dry, a low giggle ringing out into the room.

"Mmhh, delightful, just as always."

He opened his eyes, noting the incredible mess the woman had become, his member soft but still in her gentle grip.

"... now fetch me more of these men, and I might just stay."

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Aftermath for the recent Eliza piece! While the animation was a bit of an agonizing experience to get out the door, I none the less really like her model so I'm glad to have seen her get featured. I ran all of these images through CSP this time, so there shouldn't be any contrast differences between them - for some reason neither of my screens show it other than in the Patreon preview so I always thought it was just a website issue.

Thank you, as always, for your continued support and for all of your kind words. I gotta get back to comic work and prep the household for a random family visit this Thursday, so time to get to vacuuming and scrubbing. Hope you're doing well out there folks, wherever you are, and please do take care of yourselves as well as each other!
/DH