CHAPTER 118

He was light-headed, and it almost felt like he was floating. Yuki did some work on his arms, and he was very aware of her weight on his body. He also noticed when her breasts brushed against his chest, which caused a contented sigh to escape his lips.

Down below, he felt Quetzalli grab the base of his cock and start stroking. He was disappointed that nothing was happening, but figured he was doing pretty well for a man who was dying only eighteen hours ago. He tried to tune out his feelings of inadequacy as well as the disturbing growls of the zombie trapped in the corner.

Yuki turned around to look at Quetzalli. One of her tails shifted so that it brushed across his chest. He was able to lift his hand and run his fingers through it. The fur was impossibly soft, reminiscent of microfiber fabric.

"That's it, good." Yuki muttered instructions into Quetzalli's ear as she penetrated Mike with a finger. Between the numbness and the lube, he barely felt it. However, when she moved her hand around, he felt a sudden fullness in his body that surprised him. Pinned between Yuki's weight and the rising pressure of Quetzalli's finger, he felt a surge of warmth flow through him. He gasped in surprise.

"I think I found it!" Quetzalli declared in excitement.

"It looks like you did, but here." Yuki adjusted Quetzalli's arm, causing the pressure inside of Mike to lessen. "There. Your wrist won't get tired nearly as fast."

Quetzalli's movements were foreign at first. He could feel her finger inside of him, but little else. However, at Yuki's coaxing, Quetzalli now used her other hand to massage his testicles and squeeze the base of his dick. The sensations were pleasant, and he let out a sigh while doing his best to relax. He couldn't remember the last time he had let someone else do all the work for him.

Yuki got off of his belly and moved down to kneel behind Quetzalli. She started rubbing his calves and his feet, triggering pressure points that relaxed him even further. If not for Quetzalli rubbing his prostate, he would have fallen asleep already.

"Hey, check these out." Yuki's voice was playful, so he looked down at them to see that Quetzalli's flannel shirt had been undone and her breasts were on full display. The kitsune was squeezing them, causing Quetzalli's cheeks to darken. "What do you think? Wouldn't you just love to blow a huge load on these tits?"

"I...um..." The way that Yuki pressed the breasts together was almost hypnotic, and he found his mind disappearing down that crease of flesh. In his pelvis, he felt a tiny flicker of energy. It was like a match had been lit and then immediately blown out. "Yes," he squeaked.

"That's embarrassing," Quetzalli complained, but her cheeks were now flushed with desire.

"C'mon, Mike. She wants to see that hot cum of yours. Spray it all over her tits." Yuki licked Quetzalli's ear, only to receive a nasty zap on the tongue. "Okay, maybe less of that. What about this?" She teased Quetzalli's nipples and then pinched one.

"Oh!" Quetzalli paused and then shuddered. "Those are really sensitive right now!"

"I know." Yuki grinned and lifted her fingertips to reveal that they shimmered in the light. She was using fairy lube. It hadn't even occurred to Mike that it had a use past being the ultimate lubricant. Had that enhanced the massage? What other properties did it have?

That fire in his belly caught once more, then managed a weak burn. He shivered in delight, causing a single spark to manifest on his belly and travel toward his groin. It disappeared back into his body, but was followed by a couple more.

"Yeah, that's it, tell him how much you want his hot cum," Yuki whispered loud enough for Mike to hear.

"It's hard to say it out loud," Quetzalli replied. "Everyone is watching us!"

"No, they're just watching you." Yuki squeezed Quetzalli's breasts hard enough that the dragon groaned. "They want to see how shiny your tits are when you have cum all over them, but it isn't gonna happen. Do you know why? Because you won't tell him how bad you want it."

There was a loud thump. Mike turned his head to see that Abella had put Dana in a submission hold, but was watching Quetzalli intently. The gargoyle's mouth was hanging open as she listened to every word. Despite the fact that she didn't need to breathe, she was panting.

"Don't forget to keep using that finger," Yuki growled, then pinched Quetzalli's nipple.

Quetzalli cried out in response, and Mike felt a surge of energy in his ass. His cock twitched and then felt heavy as he became semi-hard.

"Maybe..." Mike licked his lips. "Maybe two fingers would be better."

Abella's tail spasmed into the wall, knocking loose a chunk of wood. She hastily kicked the chunk underneath the nearby dresser as if trying to hide it.

"Yeah, you hear that, little dragon? He wants two of those strong, slender fingers inside of him." Yuki stuck out her tongue to lick Quetzalli's neck, but then thought better of it and blew on her ear instead. There was a quiet snap of static, but this time, Quetzalli let out a moan. "If a big strong man can tell you he wants more in his ass, then why can't you tell him how much you want his cum?"

Quetzalli's face was beet red as she adjusted her hand to slide another finger inside of him. This time, the sensation went from pressure to pleasure and he groaned. More sparks crawled down his body and then he jumped when he felt Yuki's hands on his thighs. She kneaded his muscles, and it felt like blood was being redirected through his groin.

"C'mon, he wants to hear you say it," Yuki muttered, her eyes on him now. She had a fierce look of determination that was almost frightening, and she extended her claws and drug them down the sensitive flesh of his thighs.