Right before her face… she finally saw it.
Aether's cock.
Up close… barely an inch away.
The tip throbbed, a heavy, pulsing crown flushed a deep, angry red. Pre-cum beaded at the slit, thick drops rolling down the shaft and mixing with the steam from the spring. The veins along it bulged, glowing faintly under the water's heat, snaking down the thick length like electric lines ready to explode.
His cock twitched again, sending a small ripple across the water.
It twitched.
Right in front of her mouth.
Her throat ran dry immediately. She swallowed, lips parting instinctively. Her tongue almost reached out, trembling, desperate to taste that thick leak of pre-cum dripping so close she could smell it… hot, musky, intoxicating, and maddeningly male.
Her breath hitched, her chest mark pulsing with a faint glow.
But before she could move, the water tendrils tightened.
