She knew how perverted she was for wanting a mere child, but she couldn’t help it.
He just wouldn’t stop teasing her…touching her…She couldn’t stop thinking about him drilling into her.
“Need you…Need you..”
An assortment of soft whimpers and mewls could be heard from Cinnamon. She continued to needily rutting her hips to smear her juices all over the young boy’s cock.
“I’m sorry…I’m sorry…” she murmured over and over under her breath.
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❝ and 𝔀hy are you sorry and icky , miss cinnamon .ᐣ ❞ that knowing tone that adults always used ; resting his shaft on her lips to let his tendrils and petals toy with her cunt .
❝ 𝓲 ' ll answer it for you this time ~ ❞
The lustful kitten subconsciously rolled her hips, smearing her nectar onto the boy’s cock head.
“I’m..I’m s-sorry…I’m sorry for being so gross and icky…” she murmured, soft whine to her words. “I’m so filthy…”
So cruel indeed! But Cinnamon was eager to appease Phainon. Already she was addicted to the way her name rolled off his tongue. The way he praised her. The way he degraded her..
All of it sent little tingles to her groin.
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a deep 𝓼atisfaction at the sight of her spreading her lips for him ; watching the trails of liquid run down her thighs .
❝ you ' re so naughty , miss ... being so lewd infront of an 𝓪ngel , ❞ pouting as he stepped close to her ,
“Since we have the day off…Would you maybe be interested in doing something together?”
Words are spoken softly, and a gentle smile lingered on Cinnamon’s lips.
She removed her shoes and accessories, then her dress and finally her tights.
Once she was completely bare, she used the both of her hands to spread her pussy open.
“I’m…sssso wet f-for you—“
Already Cinnamon could feel herself losing herself. The angel wouldn’t have to put much work to have full control. At this point, she was already practically on a leash.
The sinful maid hesitated for only a moment before obeying the command.
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it was so much 𝓹ower to be giving him ; an angel who was eternally sheltered and hushed away , now given a pretty , 𝓵ewd maid who was ashamed of how obsessed she was with him ...
oh , phainon was going to utterly break this 𝓴itty . ♡
“Mngh— You’re so big…” Her tail frantically swished side to side, while her eyes glued themselves onto the large appendage hanging between Phainon’s legs.
Cinnamon needed him. She craved him..
“How…Hhow may I service you?”
It was even grosser that she found herself to be called such a degrading name. Especially by someone so young.
She could be her heart thumping against her rib cage, her face still burning hot. She shouldn’t be doing this, but she couldn’t stop herself.
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❝ only because a pretty maid keeps encouraging me ... ❞ hot , heavy breaths , wings cramped in the small backroom ; barely a foot of space between the two of them .
❝ 𝓱ah ... you ' re such a gross 𝓹ervert , miss cinnamon . ♡ ❞
She opened it, and slipped inside before quickly shutting and locking it.
“You’re such a naughty boy, you know…” the woman murmured, a slight tremble to her words.
“Can I…See 𝘪𝘵 again?”
The maid’s brows knit in worry as she watched little Phai go on his way. She looked around once again to make sure that no one would see her sneak into the backroom.
Seeing that the coast was clear, Cinnamon rose up and approached the door.
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quiet 𝓰asp and swallow when she suddenly flashed him in return ; staring open - mouthed at her glistening slit for a moment ...
he hardly even noticed his petals and member unfurling beneath his robe , tenting them up .