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I laughed. “She also said the doctor’s sex magic is formulated to keep you hard until you ‘give the Headless Horseman what he wants.’ So…”

My fingers twitched on the pumpkin as I waited. I really, really wanted to watch it sliding up and down his dick. To see him lose his inhibitions again. Make him come.

After a long moment, Rafe exhaled sharply.

“Fuck it.” He nodded at me, nibbling his lower lip and still looking somewhat worried and apprehensive, but at the same time too horny to care. “Okay.”

Excitement flared in my gut as my cock jerked, straining against tight denim. Wetting my lips in anticipation, I adjusted my grip and started sliding the toy up and down his dick at a nice, steady pace. Rafe shuddered, his teeth digging harder into his lip.

It was only seconds before he was huffing out breathy little whimpers and groans, legs shaking and fingers clawing at the armrests while I plunged the sleeve over his cock. He’d been hard for a long time with no relief, which meant this probably wouldn’t take long.

“Oh fuck,” he breathed, slouching lower in the armchair and trying to spread his thighs. When they pressed up against the sides, he groaned in frustration and hooked his knee over the armrest, spreading himself wide.

“Fuck yes, kitten,” I growled, my eyes greedily taking him in. His sac was bunched up tight with his impending orgasm, and below it I could see the curve of his backside.

Shit, I wouldn’t be able to wait much longer before I insisted on getting a good look at his ass.

Politely insisted.

He whimpered, straining his hips up to meet every one of my downward thrusts with the toy. His toes curled, throat and chest stained with a sweet flush.

I scooted the footstool as close as possible until my knees were digging into the armchair. Rafe lifted his head and looked at me, eyes heavy and dazed with pleasure, lips parted around his panting breaths. His gaze dropped then flared with heat. I looked down to follow it and realised he was staring at the outline of my stiff cock through my jeans, snaking down one leg.

“E-Ewen” he panted, lifting his gaze to mine again. There was a silent, desperate request in it. One I knew he wouldn’t voice out loud.

Without saying a word, I released the pumpkin head to fumble with my fly. The moment I pulled my cock out, I groaned in relief and gave it a loose stroke.

“Nngh.” Rafe’s chest started to heave as he whimpered, staring at it, his hips writhing. “Dan.”

Reluctantly abandoning my straining dick, I reached for the toy again. “Don’t worry, kitten,” I soothed. “I’m not stopping.”

But when I slid it back up to the tip of his cock, I noticed something on the bottom and froze.

“Hold on.” My eyes lifted to his. A dirty grin spread my mouth. “Doesn’t this have two sleeves?”

He blinked at me with dazed eyes. “H-huh?”

“Fuck.” I tilted it a little and peered down, my cock jerking in the air when I saw the second sleeve in the neck hole. Returning my gaze to his, I gave him a pleading look. “Can I please fuck the pumpkin head with you, Rafe?”

He was still staring at me. After a few seconds, he nodded frantically. “Y-yeah, okay.”

Grinning rabidly, I butted the footstool right up against the front of the armchair and shifted onto my knees. Rafe’s breath hitched when I tucked one under his widespread thigh for balance, his eyes locked on my cock where it jutted from my fly.

“Shit, wait.” I went still, already breathing faster in anticipation. “Don’t happen to have any lube down here, do you?”

He shook his head, still gripping the armrests. I dropped my gaze to the toy.

“Did you use some?”

He gave me a wordless nod, his heavy-lidded eyes still focused on my cock.

Grinning, I slowly slid the toy off his dick with a wet sound. He gasped, hips twitching, as I hungrily eyed his flushed, slick length. He looked painfully hard, ready to blow any second.

“You wouldn’t mind sharing the wealth, so to speak, would you, kitten?” I purred, spinning the toy in my hands and chuckling at the sight of its evil grinning face. Arching my hips forward, I lined the mouth hole up with the tip of my cock. I was selfless though, so first I sank the neck sleeve over Rafe’s length, grinning when he shuddered and strained up into it.

Shuffling even closer, I held the pumpkin head steady and fed my cock into the sleeve.

“Damn,” I huffed as I slid it all the way inside. It was tight and slick and warm from Rafe’s cock. Then the sleeve started moving around me, tightening and releasing like a hungrily sucking mouth. I grunted through a chuckle. “Oh shit. That feels nice.”