[Fiction] Adapting To Shared Love : Chapter 4 : Copulation (2/3) (Patreon)

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"I--I'm sorry!" his words fumbled almost immediately. "I didn't mean t-to! P-please, just let me go!" 

Finishing her yawn, Chrysalis took her time looking back to Thorax. She didn't respond, instead merely keeping her expression aloof as she observed him and his chest visibly rising and falling with every breath. It wasn't until he made a quick, unsuccessful attempt to yank his leg free from her magic that he drew a reaction from her. It started with the corner of her mouth rising, then that half of her lips cracking into a smile as she suppressed a would-be snicker. She kept that urge down, even placed a hoof over her muzzle, but it swiftly reemerged two-fold, and before long, her uncaring facade was soon dispelled as she broke into a fit of uncontrollable and hysteric laughter. 

"Oh, you are just too much fun to toy with!" she confessed between chortles, tears having swelled in the corners of her eyes from how hard she laughed. She quickly wiped them away, then held back any further giggles as she continued with, "Really, you've forgotten that you and I are of equal status? Need I remind you that whatever goes on in here between us shouldn't bother you?" 

Thorax laid there, his forelegs held meekly over his chest, and bright red blush steadily spreading over his blank expression. It seemed that, in all the excitement, he honestly did forget that little tidbit. To say that he was embarrassed, completely and utterly, would have been an understatement, and Chrysalis's new bouts of laughter upon seeing his face certainly didn't help.

He wanted another go with Chrysalis, so he could be less docile and more machismo this time around with this new information, and partly to get her to stop laughing so he could regain some of his lost masculinity. He was a king, she was a queen, and they were both lying in bed together after already carrying out one sexual act, so it would be perfectly acceptable if he here to get up and pin her to the bed, showing her what he could really do.

Despite his best wishes to make that fantasy a reality by getting up and following through with what he envisioned, it remained a fantasy, as his body failed to move when he willed it to. The truth was, he still found her rather intimidating, and being reminded of his royal status did very little to curb that initial fear. Physically, they were also of two different changeling castes; she was a tall and imposing queen, cunning and naturally endowed with powerful magic, and he was a lowly drone, intended by nature to serve the hive and said queen. 

"I'm sorry," he said. His breath immediately hitched, a second wave of embarrassment washing over him, as he was unsure why he just apologized. He felt that he had to say something, and that just happened to be the first thing he blurted out.  

Chrysalis was taken back as well, her head titled in confusion. She stared strangely at him for a bit, only for one side of her mouth to soon form into a lopsided, giddy smile. He apologized, and she figured she could use that. After all, she did him a service, and it'd be only fair for him to return the favor. 

"Aww, you're sorry, are you?" she cooed in an feigned doting tone. "Well, if you're really sorry, I know one way you can make it up to me."

Fixing him a large, lecherous smile, she rose on the bed to her full height. From his position bellow, Thorax's eyes widened at the sight of her head partially blocking the dimmed light cocoon above, and he suddenly felt much, much smaller by comparison. With Thorax likely not going anywhere, Chrysalis coolly stepped forward, walking over him. 

With the light now fully blocked, Thorax's world had become complete darkness. He couldn't see a thing... that was, however, until something moved to hang right above him, something that was emanating a green glow. Thorax first thought it to be Chrysalis's tongue, ready to slide out and begin toying with him again. It took him a few seconds, but once he made out its unique shape, Thorax realized what exactly he was looking at. It was of Chrysalis's flesh alright, but it was the furthest thing possible from her tongue. 

Right above him, hovering just a few inches away from his muzzle, was her pussy. Due to the glow it gave off, the sleek shape of her slit stood out well in the near-darkness. Her vulva was puffy, and a slight wet sheen, likely her arousal, was visible on it. 

Thorax's mind still reeling, Chrysalis began to slowly lower, his nostrils soon flaring once he caught the scent of her lust. Perhaps it was the work of powerful changeling queen pheromones at play, but Thorax instinctively took in a second, much deeper breath, his penis, as well as his sex drive, reinvigorating. 

"Mmm~" she hummed contently, sitting squarely on Thorax's muzzle. 

Thorax's eyes widened as the intense warmth of her sex pressed over his mouth and nose. Reacting almost on their own, his forelegs wrapped over her thighs, keeping his queen secured and balanced on him. Chrysalis's clit, glowing and erect, and peeking just over his muzzle, was the only thing Thorax could see. He could feel her nectar smear over his lips, daring Thorax to poke his tongue out for a taste.

"Well?" asked Chrysalis in a sultry tone. "Are you going to help yourself or not?"        

As if to further drive the message of what she wanted him to do, she began to grind her hips sensually against his muzzle, spreading even more of her natural lubricant over his lips. With the strong scent of her need flooding his nostrils, Thorax gave in to the temptation and gave Chrysalis exactly what she desired.  

Tentatively, Thorax stuck his tongue out past his lips, unintentionally giving Chrysalis's slit a bit of a lick as she slid forward then back. Finding her taste to be sweeter than he imagined, Thorax extended even more of his tongue, running it up and down her folds as she continued to ride his face. His new enthusiasm pleased Chrysalis greatly, who bit her bottom lip and moaned softly as she tossed her head back.  

"Mph~ Yes, just like that!" she exclaimed towards the ceiling. To Thorax's surprise, she placed a hoof on his head then ground herself even harder against him. "More! Keep... keep going! Your queen demands satisfaction!"

Complying, Thorax closed his eyes and went to work. He started off slow, tracing his tongue's forked tip along her vulva in a circuit to tease her and get her really riled up. His attempt seemed to have worked somewhat, as Chrysalis mewled, her motions becoming even rougher seemingly out of desperation. Feeling this, as well as picking up the sound of her breathing becoming haggard, Thorax sped up his tongue strokes. Eventually, he ignored her folds altogether, sliding his tongue straight through them.   

"Ah~!" Chrysalis wailed, narrowly avoiding crumpling forward by propping her forelegs on the bed just in time. Thorax's tongue wasn't nearly as long as her own, but it was certainly delving deep within her, wriggling against the right nerves lined along her inner walls. 

His hooves sliding over her shapely rear, Thorax smiled around his probing tongue. He caressed Chrysalis's flanks, moving his hooves in circular motions as he withdrew his tongue, scraping its twin tips against her velvety insides. His tongue soon slipping free from her entrance, Thorax traced its tips along her folds, gathering every bit of her irresistible nectar it could before retreating into his mouth. After a quick moment to savor her taste, Thorax's tongue darted out, prying at Chrysalis's lower lips again before diving once more into her honeypot. 

"O-oh~!" sounded Chrysalis, the sensation of Thorax's warm tongue worming its way into her depths causing her to shut her eyes and lurch forward. With one hoof still on the bed for stability, he returned the other to Thorax's head, keeping him where he was as she continued to rock her hips back and forth.  

She expected Thorax to learn quickly, but she didn't expect him to be so good. With every lick, every warm breath of his directly hitting her nethers, Chrysalis's body was wracked by more and more bliss. The pleasurable sensations of Thorax's wet tongue invading her surged upwards, up her spine where it then went straight into her brain unfiltered, striking her dumb. She was getting close, as her expression at that moment while she rode his face wasn't befitting of a high and regal queen such as her. 

Her eyes were set forward, unfocused and in a haze, her cheeks blushed a deep and full crimson, and her long tongue hung listlessly out of her agape mouth as she continued to grind her queenhood over Thorax's muzzle. Before long, she sensed a familiar swelling sensation in her lower core, alerting her of her impending climax, and she briefly contemplated letting Thorax know. 

She ultimately decided against it, however, as she ceased her rocking before allowing her full weight to fall on Thorax's muzzle, much to his surprise. His tongue still deep within Chrysalis, Thorax's widened, his hooves fumbling up and down her rear in confusion. It wasn't until he heard her produce a long, throaty moan, as well as felt her inner walls convulsing while simultaneously closing around his tongue, that he realized what was going on. And by then, it was already too late. 

Next thing Thorax knew, his queen was cumming around his tongue, her escaping fluids coating his muzzle and chin. Thorax was taken back at first, but quickly recovered. Acting fast, he wrapped his lips over her quivering entrance, doing his best to not let a single drop of her most precious nectar go to waste. Chrysalis yelped unevenly, Thorax's tongue prodding at her insides as he slurped and sucked, coaxing her into producing even more for him to enjoy. 

Moments later, Chrysalis's moan died down until her voice fell silent, her inner muscles easing off Thorax's tongue as her climax finally came and went. Sweaty and out of breath, the changeling queen's tired body leaned to the side, more and more until finally she completely slumped off Thorax's face where she landed softly on the bed. As she laid there, her chest heaving as she caught her breath, Thorax sat upright, looked to his queen.

"You... you did exceptionally well," breathed Chrysalis. "You're queen is... satisfied..." 

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