Edging
AlbedoxF!reader
(Y/N)
"Albedo." I mumble. "Yes, love?" "Will you leave your work for a second? I crave love and attention... and warmth." He rolls his eyes and smiles. "I can't give you warmth; I don't irradiate heat." "No, but you can make me feel hot." I tease, patting my lap as I sit on a table. "You're feeling hot enough as is." I pout and huff. "Albedo, get that pretty ass and those thigh high boots over here and give me the attention I crave." I say sternly, and he sighs. "Patience, love. This is a very precise mixture; one extra drop of anything will make a mess." "Albedo, one drop of you and I'll become a mess." "Love, we both know you climax as soon as I enter you; we have a lot of time to spare, so be a good lover and wait." I sigh and stare at him as he works, and he takes off his coat and places it on me. "Fine... thank you, sweetheart." I peck his cheek, and he goes back to work.
I smell his coat, appreciating the warm feeling his scent brings to me. "Hmm... I love your smell... you look so attractive without your coat." He jumps slightly as I speak, a drop falling into the mixture and making it change color. He sighs, and the fact that he just sighed and didn't say anything tells me I'm fucked... and not in the good way. Actually... yes in the good way. "Fine, you want my attention?" He turns to look at me. He's frustrated... that's good for me, not so good for my sanity... I nod. "Alright, but you won't cum until I decide to. It's not a threat, it's a warning." I nod, and he pushes me lightly to lay on the desk.
"What are you even aroused for?" I smile and hold his hands. "I think your simple presence is enough reason for me to be turned on." He rolls his eyes and pecks my lips gently, sliding his index finger from my chest to between my legs. My lip quivers as his finger traces the outline of my growing wetness. "Don't tease." I whimper and he scoffs. "I'll tease because otherwise you won't last." I look away, embarrassed. "It's hard to last when you're so hot and have a high stamina." "But you take it even when you become a mess on my desk." "Well, it's not often you do me instead of work." He chuckles and holds my hips. "Yeah, love. I'm sorry." He plants a kiss on my lips and smiles. "Don't apologize and get to work." He rolls his eyes and kisses me romantically. I kiss back and wrap one of my legs around his waist, but he pulls it off. "Don't be impatient." I whimper and clutch his shirt.
"Do you want your clothes off?" He asks, and I nod. He gives me a nod before pulling me into a kiss. His tongue slips past my lips while his hands work on unbuttoning my shirt. I shiver as he slips it off and cold air hits my skin. "I'll get you warm in a second, love." He whispers against my lips, and I nod and hug him. He takes off my bra and unties my cincture. "Hurry up, Albedo..." I whine, my tone choked as his tongue dances around mine and I groan. He pulls down my skort and panties, and I blush. He smiles, but never actually stops to look at me. His hands move to my waist, and he flips me so my chest is pressed against the desk. "Albedo..." I mumble, and he hums as he places his coat on me and flips me back to face him. "Yes, love?" I smile as he stares at me. "I love you." He smiles softly and moves his hand to my heat, his fingers slipping smoothly between my folds and grazing my clit. "I love you, too." He nuzzles his face on the side of my neck and slowly, almost teasingly, begins to move the tip of his finger making it rub my clit. I blush and wrap my arms around his neck, his coat sliding off my shoulders.
"Albedo..." I moan, and his finger presses against my sensitive nub. "W-wait! A-ah! I'm gonna cu...m." I pout after he stops. "Hey..." He doesn't say anything and goes to a shelf. "Come back." I mumble sadly, and he chuckles. "Be patient, love." He walks back with a flask that holds some sort of thick and gooey fluid. "The last time we had intercourse was... two weeks ago?" I blush at his directness and shake my head. "One..." "Oh, time goes by slowly sometimes." "One month." I mumble, and he frowns. "A month... really?" I nod and sit up. "Yeah." "Oh... have you masturbated since then?" I look away, blushing, and nod. "That's good, have you fingered yourself?" I give him a horrified look. "Sorry, that might be an uncomfortable question. Would you like for me to prepare you? Is that question better?" He asks while placing his hands on my inner thighs and pushing them apart. "Yeah... if you could just prepare me quickly." He nods and scoops the fluid from the flask before leaning forward and pecking my jaw. He moves his fingers to my lips, rubbing the fluid against my entrance in circles. "That's warm." I mumble and melt into his hold. "It'll help your muscles relax faster."
He slowly presses the tip of his middle finger against my entrance, prodding it before slowly pushing his finger inside. I gasp and squirm. "If I'm not wrong, your g-spot is around... here." He curls his finger, and I gasp as my leg twitches and my walls clench around his finger. "And I was right." He curls his finger again before pulling it out and gently pushing both his middle and ring finger in. "You're squeezing my fingers so hard." He whispers, and I groan in response as I clench around his fingers. "You have such a reactive vagina." He chuckles, and I look away. "Awe, you don't like it when I talk like that, love? What do you want to hear me say? Maybe a «your pussy is so needy, dripping and tightening around my fingers although I'm not even moving them. You're such a dirty whore.» would make you happy, hm?" I whimper and kick his leg lightly. "Just put it in." I mumble while glancing at his pants. He smiles and pulls his fingers out then unzips his shorts. "Would you like for me to undress?" I shake my head. "I like it when you make love to me with your clothes on, it's hot. Next time we do it at my place we can do it bare." He nods, and lowers the waistband of his underpants, revealing his hard, leaking length.
"It seems, unlike you, your body does remember we haven't done it in a month." He chuckles. "My body would act as if we hadn't made love in months had it been a year or a single hour." I smile at him, and he lines up with my entrance, prodding it with his head. "I can feel the way blood pumps through it." I whisper, and he kisses my lips softly while entering me slowly. But it's way too slow, I know he cares, but he's doing it so slowly to torture me. Still the warmth I feel as he enters me makes everything else feel colder. I wrap my legs around his hips and pull him closer. "Hurry up, hun." I mumble. "No, I want this to last." He slowly starts moving. "Please..." I whisper. "Alright, love." He picks up the pace, thrusting into me as moans escape my lips. "Fuck..." He grunts and his eye twitches. I love it when he curses... he's so turned on. Squelching and slapping noises echo through the walls as his thrusts get faster. "Mmrgh... Albedo, I'm gonna cum!" He slows his thrusts. "Fuck... please, don't do that." "I did warn you I'd do it before we began." I whimper, and he picks up the pace again.
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"Please!" I beg and whimper. "Not yet, love." My eyes well up as my nails dig into the fabric of his shirt. "I'm begging you, please! I can't take it! I need to cum, it hurts!" I kiss his neck gently, moving slowly to the star on his neck. I lick it and give it light sucks, hearing his breath hitch, I suck harder. He groans loudly and gives me a lewd glare. "Fine, I'll let you cum, love." I continue kissing the star on his neck while he thrusts into me, grunts and moans leaving his lips. "I'm going to cum!" He nods and hugs me tightly as he lets out his load inside of me. My body trembles, his release drives me to the edge and I cum, covering his shaft in my juices.
