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Genji is laying on his back, with his upper body held up by his elbows. You watch the variety of expressions ripple across his face as he struggles to overcome the burning sensation of stretching him open. You used lots of lube on the large dildo, but it still hurts a bit.

Yet, Genji keeps asking for more.

He stretches his legs open, placing his heels on your waist, and squeezing. Wordlessly begging for more. Just to see what he would do, you pulled on the toy inserted into his pusspuss, pulling it out. He rolled his head against the bed and groaned at the loss of fullness.

“Whyyyy?” he whines.

“Just ‘cuz,” you reply with a grin.

You end his ‘torture’, angle the toy, and push it in with short thrusts further inside, hitting his g-spot. Genji’s fists clench on the sheets.

“That feels good,” is the forced, breathy reply.

You push faster, and quiet moans spill from his mouth. The toy is far enough in that you can graze your fingertips along his sopping entrance, making him hum deeply in appreciation.

You keep thinking about how impressive it is that Genji can take such a massive toy. That he wants it. To you, it’s massive, at eight inches across the base, but the shaft is tapered to make working it in easier. You had pushed it in an inch at a time, paying your boyfriend loving attention. Kisses, running your hands up and down the front of his body, and pulling at the stout wires at the side of his neck with your lips. You pulled at the angular piece at the base of his throat with your teeth, because that always made him gasp in pleasure.

All the attention only served to build his impatience, with him eagerly asking, “Can you put more in?”

And so you settled between his thighs to gladly do him this favour, but not before squeezing this generously muscled thigh once.

In the present, you ask Genji to roll over. He does as you say, but glares into the space in front of him because you take the toy out again to allow him to move. He braces himself in his forearms and presents you his tush, just as generous as his thighs. You push the toy back in. It slides in easily, but not without a shameless squelch from all his slick, which has dribbled down the dildo in thick droplets.

Genji is still impatient, but only in the bedroom. So it’s cute, the way he fucks back on the toy without you asking him to. Treating you to a lovely show with his firm ass rolling forward and back. You just hold the toy for him. He arches his back upwards and goes at it harder, making it difficult for you to hold your hand steady. That’s when he hits a plateau. His climax is within reach, but he can’t go any harder, because his legs are turning to jelly. He’s buried his face in the pillow and moaning into it.

This is why you’re here, to help. You pull out the vibrator you share and switch it on. He groans in relief just hearing the low buzz. You slip it under and apply it to the tip of his ruddy pink little cock. He immediately bucks against it, trapping your hand against the bed.

His lower body is tense, mirroring the heavenly pressure building inside. His hips twitch against the vibrator, and he’s clutching the pillow tightly. Genji is very close, and it would be very cruel to pull the vibrator away right this second.

You find the button with your thumb to turn up the vibration and in a few seconds, Genji comes undone with a loud moan, followed by some short words lost in the pillow. His cunt swallows at the toy, and when it stops, you pull the vibrator away.

Genji is melted face-down into the bed. You crawl up next to him. He lifts his head to give you a lingering kiss in thanks. After, you peck one of the scars on his cheek.

“Give me a minute,” he says, “Then it is your turn.”