"Whipped cream. An all-time favorite, but we never played around with it yet."
Aizawa shrugged. "I felt it wouldn't be fair. I don't like sweets but..."
"Oh, please. You've licked me all over countless times. I live it with or without the sticky mess." She kissed him on the cheek as she shook the can of reddi whip in one hand.
"All right," he sighed as he adjusted the sheets below him. They had decided to leave them as they were, since they had fooled around several times already. They would make a grand, final mess and then throw them in the wash before bed. "So, how do y-"
She grinned and sprayed some in his mouth. He spluttered a bit and glared at her but she was on him before he could speak, darting her tongue at the creamy foam. His eyes grew wider and wider as she ravenously ate from his open mouth, and long before she was finished he began to shake, moaning loudly.
"Mmm. That's good, baby." She purred, licking at a sticky hand in a kittenish manner.
He blinked and his tongue darted out to lick a speck from the corner of his mouth. "Sh - <i>shit</i>."
She rolled the can on his belly and he flinched from the cold. "You want me to lick it off your chest first and work down to your cock?"
"Y - yes. Yes, do that." His flesh jerked as she sprayed it in a wiggly line down his belly, getting some in the tuft of dark hair in the middle of his chest and more in the trail that led down to his twitching penis. "That's cold," he murmured.
"Not for long," Elly smirked. "Try to stay still, Sho - or it'll get even messier." She hungrily devoured the skin on his neck, sucking and licking.
He squirmed under her working lips and hot tongue. She nipped and sometimes bit, kissing countless ragged scars as she worked her way down to his sex.
"Holy shit... fuck-k-k. Ah, fuck. Good girl. Get it all, ahh. Yes, there, even there..." His speech dissolved into a mindless series of moans and gasps. She lapped softly down his trembling shaft and caught a runnel of cream that had melted onto his tightly drawn balls below. This caused him to scramble at the sheets, his hands twisting the fabric. Her tongue flicked out and slowly licked the crinkled skin.
"<i>Ahhhh!</i> Fuck, why's it hurt but feel so good?!"
"Hurt?" She drew quickly back.
"No, love, don't stop. I want it, want you to suck on my balls. Do it, please!"
"Oh, my." She carefully swallowed the sliding sacks and pleasure she got from the howl that burst from his lips was marred only slightly by the hair she got stuck in her teeth. Ignoring it for now, she sucked very, very softly, moving the lumps around and listening to his voice grow higher.
"Ches. Ches! I'm gonna come! Stroke me! I'm -" She hastily grasped his slick member and pumped firm, hard strokes, from the base to the reddened head. "I'm gonna, gonna come..." He flailed with one hand, trying to warn her as his pleasure suddenly peaked. "<i>I'm coming, fuck I'm coming hard, look out</i>!"
She broke free and watched as he bucked into the air, shooting straight up in several bursts that fell back down onto his nude body to mingle with the melting cream. Aizawa froze, then flopped down in a heap, the bed creaking underneath him. He wheezed loudly. "H - h - holy shit," he gasped.
Her ears snapped perkily up and she ran her tongue out, picking at it. "Yep."
"That was good."
She pulled the offending hair out with a wrinkle of her nose. "It sure sounded that way. Um... now, here. You should wipe down a bit before we get you to the bathroom, I think."
"Also good."
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