The0verboss (He/They)

For the ecstasies of Baal have always been religious, and the combination of two fervors, divine hedonism, he truly believe is the highest form of pleasure. Perhaps Ilmater will see and reward his boy.

Achaia begins to increase his rhythm, smiling a bit when he hears Garmin mumble a strangled “gods. fuck.” As he tries to match him. He’ll have to see about a bonus for the man, he has performed admirably.

“When youre there, love, when it’s happening, call it to your god.” Achaia encourages

Writhing and whining in his arms, pinned on his shaft. “Want you to feel so good it makes you cry. And when you’re close you don’t have to ask for permission, just let the ecstasy come.”

“No more orders, no tasks, just feel with me sweet boy.” Achaia mumbles, his hips and hands working at Ilya’s pleasure, breathing through his own, the nights activities having driven his own arousal through the roof the whole night, with no satisfaction. But that doesn’t matter, not when Ilya is

Synchronicity.

The reverberation. Task complete that hand settled on the top of Ilya’s mound, thumb finding his engorged clit and rubbing at it lazily. Achaia groans, mouth latching onto his boys throat as he lets the pleasure of the vibrating strap work against his own cunt, all three men locked in pleasurable

“Honey, darling.” Achaia moans, One hand cupping his boys jaw, holding his face to him so he can whisper in his ear. “You have always been perfect. You’re everything.” His other hand reaches down, lightening at his finger tips as he grasps his cock, the shock traveling through his strap & triggering

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Achaia presses in, nose to Ilya’s ear. “Speak your satisfaction to me, my love. Let me hear your sermon, exult your pleasure. Recite me the hymns I’m unlocking in your body.” His pace begins to pick up, his cock pressing in at the same time as Garmin’s sure to stuff Ilya as full as possible

Ample time to marinate in the pleasure. Consistent in and out, sure to twist his hips and catch the curve of his strap just right. The bells and chimes of his harness jingle in a hypnotic choir. “In one breath I love you and defile you. They are not different, not for you.”

“It’s good because I see you, I know you, Ilya Barghest, and I made this cock just for you. Feel it, how it hooks into you sweetest spots. I own those places in you, they’re mine. You were made to ache and need and I was made to satisfy that need.” Achaia’s pace is deep & steady,giving the tiefling

to suffer like this, so sweetly.” On his last word Achaia slides his strap in, easily to the hilt. “You’re made to be used like this, just an open set of holes. You try to carry so many burdens, but this, oh my heart, this is your true calling. Let me fuck you, let me soothe your ache sweetheart.”

Achaia slides the tip of his strap up pressing against the hole of Ilya’s cunt. “You feel that ache inside you? The need for me to be right here?” He asks, rubbing the head of his cock in a firm circle on the entrance. “That is how you should always feel my love, you were made to live in yearning,

Achaia growls, like a big cat, cock still teasing his boys back hole. “Empty? Spread it, show me where you’re empty, show me where you want my cock. Beg for it.”

Both the rim and Garmin’s cock. “We can see if you can fit me and Garmin in this little hole. Choose baby.”

Ruined cunt of his boy, stretching the mouth of his pussy just a bit before retreating. “Now Ilya, I’m going to give you a choice, because you’re such a good boy. I can put my cock here, in your pussy, or…” and now that marble cock is sliding down, nudging the already full asshole, pushing at

Achaia grins, pleased, in love, “you’re disgusting my pet. So eager to be defiled.” As he’s speaking Garmin slips his still hard cock back into its home up Ilya’s ass, letting the boy sink down deep.

Achaia for his part brings a hand down to his marble strap. He rubs the bulbous head over the

But Soon he’s standing again. He cant speak as he grabs his boy by his chin, shaking his face. Moving to kiss him, he slips both tongue & his bounty of fluids into the man’s mouth. When he draws back he forces his lad’s jaw shut. “Swallow & then open your mouth & show me your tongue.” He commands

Achaia sucks, moaning to feel the way Ilya’s hole flutters & clenches against his mouth. His tongue darts out against the rim, careful not to spill what’s in his mouth already. Fuck, but the way Ilya sounds, He feels like he could live here, teasing and licking his hole. Pleasuring the sensitive rim

Achaia, mouth full of tiefling squirt, slides further down until his sucking lips can find the loose hole Garmin had been occupying.

But he’s soon drawing it out, even before it’s finished twitching. “Take your legs from me slut.” He says, as his own hands reshuffle the tiefling so he can reach down to spread his plump ass cheeks. “Now, feed your daddy what’s his. Push it out.” Garmin orders, voice an exhausted sigh

While Achaia is happily slurping away between Ilya’s legs, Garmin’s rhythm breaks. “Oh fuck, lovey, here it is, I’m putting it in ya!” He growls, hips flexing as his own orgasm rushes over him. He pounds his cock in several hard thrusts, forcing his load in deep

The ring on his cock keeps him hard

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Only to bring his hand up to continue the job. He slaps the throbbing pussy I. Front of him, rapidly, fast firm strikes with a flat palm, paying special attention to Ilya’s throbbing clit. More. He’s wants more. Wants his boy to cum again and again.

Achaia groans loudly, slurping noisily, letting his beloved boy’s cum fill his mouth as he rubs his face in it. But before Ilya has finished cumming he’s drawing back and bringing his flogger down, five brutal strikes to the lad’s cunt. On the final strike with the flogger, Achaia drops it

Achaia leans in, rubbing his face all over the throbbing cunt in front of him, soaking his beard. Every thrust of Garmin’s hips forces his boy’s crotch further into his mouth. “Do it baby, gonna drink you. Tell daddy how good it feels to spray your pussy juice all over me. Let your nasty pussy cum.”

#ocnsfw #nsfwocdaily Achaia is a verse and enjoys both roles but depending on the needs of his lovers tends to end up either the top or the bottom semi exclusivly. With Gortash he’s generally the bottom-though they do switch it up occasionally. With Ilya he’s a top because that boy is such a bottom

Pussy cum Ilya? Are you going to spray it on my face? Do it darling, get me all wet.” He growls.

Achaia slides down his boys body, kneeling in the floor so he can be face to face with his love’s cunt. He stops rubbing his boy’s clit in favor of already his lips wide, gazing at the open hole. “I can see Garmin moving in your ass, pushing on your walls. Is his cock in your ass going to make your