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Explosions in the Sky
Part 7 - Combustion.
Her Master had been patient with her. Much like with everything else in their relationship, he allowed her the time to find the motions herself and to move at her own pace.
But Shin didn’t hesitate when at last she was allowed to have what she wanted. Her hands didn’t tremble when they hastily reached for Baylan’s undertunic, ripping it apart with surprising ease. She wasn’t nervous when she lifted the meager top she had been wearing, and tossed it to the side while still straddling him. And when her Master’s lips latched onto her small breast and sucked on it with hunger, Shin tossed her head back, closed her eyes and started rocking herself against the bulge in his trousers.
Without thinking, almost as if pushed by some primordial instinct, she grabbed his right hand and brought it inside her undergarment shorts, the last piece of clothing shielding her moist arousal.
Her Master’s touch was immediate, and Baylan grunted with his lips still around her breast as he slid his fingers up and down her wet folds before pressing the small, delicate button between them.
That’s when she screamed like a feral animal, having never been touched like that. Her Master seemed to know her body better than herself, both of them moving in unison as if this had been a dance they had long rehearsed. She increased the pace of her hips over his hand, guided by the rhythm of his fingers much like she was guided by him in everything else.
Her vision was already starting to gradually blur her surroundings. She saw Baylan and Baylan alone as her pleasure started building up between her thighs, but that wasn’t enough.
She needed more.
“Master… please…”
She opened her eyes to find Baylan breathing heavily below her, his eyes darkened like a storm gathering in the night sky. His expression was almost pained, as if retaining his control was costing him every ounce of rationality he still had left.
He took a deep breath, his hand still moving albeit now torturously slow. Shin felt her Master’s tongue brushing against her neck before he looked up again to meet her eyes, planting a soft kiss on her lips.
With that, Baylan suddenly shoved two fingers deep inside her, and kept them still while his Padawan screamed, holding on to him by the shoulders as if she was about to collapse.
They were both panting irregularly with anticipation, but he gave her time to regain her breath, much like he did with all their lessons. The air around them was dense, and when she refocused her sharp eyes over his, Baylan’s voice was a low, heavy murmur.
“Take what you want, Shin.”
Not unlike a caged animal being released back in the wild, she at last took control. She unmounted him, hastily disposing of her shorts. Although he had seen his Padawan’s body naked, Baylan’s eyes never left her as Shin crawled back and placed her small hands on the waistband of his undertrousers, pulling them with haste until they were both finally undressed. It was only fitting – all creatures were born naked, and what was about to transpire was a sort of rebirth in itself. To Shin, it was a chance to reclaim her agency and her body, shedding the last of the shame of her past. For Baylan, it was the complete abandonment of his old life as a lone wolf, the seal that would tie him to this girl until his last breath.
From now on there was nowhere to hide, and there was no turning back when she gazed hungrily at his erection.
Shin straddled him again, using both her hands to reach for his cock. It felt hard and warm between her small fingers, and Shin gasped loudly when she felt it throb against her touch as she started stroking it up and down with impatience.
When Baylan tossed his head back and arched his hips in response, Shin realized it was the first time she had seen the man who had become her father lose control. The thought only made the patch of skin between her thighs become wetter, leaking heavily onto her Master’s skin.
She tightened her grip and increased the pace of her hands, and Baylan’s moans and grunts filled the room in savage symphony. Shin smiled, pleased at her control over his body, watching intently as his chest rose up and down and his noises grew louder as her fingers moved around his shaft.
“Shin…”
She stopped and looked at her Master, whose thick voice sounded like a pleading. Shin grunted like a wolf pup, raising her hips to place her slit above the leaking tip of his cock, lowering herself onto him without a second of hesitation.
“Mas-ter…”
Her lips remained half open as the she sheathed him inside her, feeling impossibly full by the thickness of his girth, as if a void inside her had finally had its fill.
Underneath her, her Master stayed still, breathing through his teeth as his hands grabbed her by the side of her thighs forcefully and his fingers dug into her skin. Baylan never broke eye contact as she finished lowering herself onto his member, but his loud breathing and small grunts showed that the man was fighting hard to keep still and not thrust his hip up before she was ready.
“Hm… Mas-ter…” Shin’s voice was a whimper, but she smiled when their skins touched and she had him entirely inside herself. She lowered herself and planted a kiss on his lips, sniffing at his neck and recognizing her own smell on his skin.
“It’s a-alright Mas-ter… hm…” Despite their roles, the fact that he was the teacher and she the student, it was her time to assure him. “Don’t be afraid… You can’t hurt me…”
She didn’t need him to answer. Instead, Shin started rolling her hips back and forth in irregular pace, desperate to feel the friction of his hardened cock inside her walls.
Baylan’s hands sunk deeper into the skin of her thighs, and he started pushing and pulling her hips in the same pace, complementing her movements, as if this had been a rhythm master and apprentice had long established between them.
“Mas-ter… I… w-want more… please…”
Baylan grunted loudly and started thrusting his hips up without mercy, wrapping his arms around her thin body and pulling her down towards him, taking at last control of their movements.
Overwhelmed, she lowered her face, resting it on the curve between his neck and shoulder. The perverted sounds of flesh pounding against flesh filled the ship, matched only by his animalistic grunts and her loud screams.
When his thrusts became erratic, Baylan lowered his right hand between them, and with two fingers he again reached for the sensitive protuberance between her folds, pressing them mercilessly against her clit.
She screamed when the shockwaves of her orgasm breached through her legs, taking over her entire body in electrical pulses. Her Master kept pressing his fingers between her folds until she collapsed on top of him, pliant and undone as Baylan increased the strength and pace of his thrusts. He shoved himself inside her another three times before he too tossed his head back and screamed her name.
Still struggling to breathe, Shin felt his seed inside her as he chased his orgasm, filling her for a small eternity before finally ceasing to move his hips.
She regained some of the strength and raised herself onto her arms, her hands digging deep into his chest. Looking down, she found her Master’s exhausted eyes staring at her own. Sweat ran down both their faces, and even though both were breathing irregularly, they were still in the same rhythm.
Shin lowered her lips onto his, opening her mouth and lazily exploring his taste with her tongue. Her Master’s fingers grabbed her hair, and his lips kissed her back with the same intimacy, as if they had been lovers for an entire lifetime.
***
When she woke up in the middle of the night, she realized that her Master had carried her to bed.
He slept besides her, an exact replica of what they had done every night if not for the fact that they were both naked. Shin smiled realizing she could smell herself all over his skin, and him on hers. It was if they had branded each other, sealed their pack. She would now always be a part of him and he a part of her, and nobody else would come between their skins.
Watching him sleep on his back, Shin traced the muscles of his chest with her fingers, lowering her small hand until the grey patch of hair around his cock. Even flaccid she still could not fit it in her hand.
She realized she didn’t know what her Master tasted like.
Crawling on the bed like an animal hunting, she covered his stomach with small kisses before placing herself between his legs. Her nostrils opened as she took in the musky scent of his crotch.
“Hm…”
Without thinking, Shin opened her mouth and licked the skin around his cock, her senses flaring at the taste of her Master. She took his member in her small hand, and brushed her tongue on its tip before latching her lips onto it.
When she started gently sucking on it, Baylan hips arched up, and Shin took her lips away and smiled as she realized he was becoming hard just from her tease.
“I’ll be good for you, Master…” Her voice was a small whisper, a promise to both the man who was raising her and to herself.
Shin lowered herself again, and this time she held his cock by its base and covered it with her entire mouth, pushing it deep inside her lips as much as she could.
Taking a deep breath, she started moving her lips up and down his shaft, feeling it harden itself inside her mouth.
“Shin…”
She looked up to find him awake, his pale eyes staring intently at her. A smile formed over her lips when he merely nodded and placed his hand on her head, and she returned her attentions to his now fully erect cock.
The hand over her head was gentle but firm, setting the pace without pushing more of himself in than she could take. Baylan’s hips started making small moves in the same rhythm of her head, and Shin tried to take all of it, loosening her mouth to shove him into the tightness around her throat, back and forth, up and down.
“Open wide, Shin…”
Her Master was panting, his breath heavy through his teeth and his grip on her hair became tighter. Shin did as she was told. She closed her eyes and let him fuck her mouth with abandon as his thrusts turned erratic and his grunts louder.
“Shin- ah!”
With one loud scream, he spilled into her lips, and she closed her eyes as she swallowed all she could. His seed was warm, and her tongue recognized the small hint of saltiness and bitterness, and the same musky aroma of his sweat. She gulped on it eagerly, desperate to have a part of him inside herself.
Her Master was still in the throes of his orgasm, and she continued to suck until he was spent.
When she rose up and crawled on top of him, Baylan reached for her face with his hand.
His fingers wiped white drops of his own pleasure that had leaked from her eager lips. Instinctively, she opened her mouth, and he gently offered what was left of his spill.
Shin accepted it, wrapping her lips around his fingers and roaming her tongue over the skin, tasting her Master until the last drop.
When she lowered herself on top of him and rested her face on his shoulder, Baylan wrapped his arm around her waist, placing a soft kiss on her forehead.
“Good girl.”