For my birthday, Ymirs smart ass got me a new feather duster. That short girlfriend of hers, Historia, got me feather replacements, for when the current feathers become unusable. Today, i shall finally open it. However, it wont be used for dusting the room.
The dark feathers caress my balls, tickling in the sensitive spots. I dont laugh, and instead let out soft moans.
I drag the soft, faux feathers up the length of my cock. I take extra care to avoid the precum dribbling down my tip.
The clear fluid mades gentle drip noises as it hits the floor boards. Soft whimpers leave my throat when some trickles down and drips from my sensitive sack.
I bring the duster to my lower stomach, fluttering over a scar Sasha helped me treat some time ago, when i scared her whilst she was cooking some months ago.
Ugh, stop thinking of the cadets!
I use my precum as a lubricant, the feather duster now tracing my abs. Every scar, divot, muscle gets touched. The feathers illegally soft.
It doesnt take long before i cum. I use the item in my hand to clean up the mess.
I dispose of the now dirty feathers, and replace them with the fresh set. Theyre the same black, soft feathers as the original, so hopefully this goes unnoticed.
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Levi x Cleaning Supplies
FanfictionAll the ones ive read are pranks. This is a oneshot smut book of Levi x various cleaning things. If you have a request, feel free to comment.