Flash Pulp #23 Glowing Cum
#23 of Flash Pulps
This is just 500 words that I discovered in my archive that I thought deserved the light of day. Nothing spectacular but I like the idea.
Thinking about it, it was directly inspired by a picture by FA's bojog
The bed squeaked under the tiger as he groaned. Gratuitous sounds of his pleasure to match the obscene stream of precum his cock was slathering across his belly and his chest and his face; even the headboard when his prostate got a good nudge.
His body just loved sex. Giving, receiving, watching. He didn't even have to know that sex was going on. If his body could detect it in any way, things would get sloppy around him. It was inconvenient at times but it made the trick his new griffon friend was showing him all the more exciting. The pair hadn't been at it long but the golden downed hybrid looked like he was already aching for his climax, quaking as their hips slapped together with the sound of precum slathered in a thick sheet over their hips.
"Don't worry about me," The tiger managed between grunts and mouthfuls of his own erratic salvo of liquid lust. "Cum if you need to." He wouldn't dare be anything but encouraging, he didn't need to go for hours. More than once he was quite satisfied with just two good pumps. His body was on and that was enough for him; he could handle it as he pleased after that.
The griffon just shook his head, the peculiar glint of beak shining in the advanced dim he insisted on. The grinded together for long minute more, turning the bed into a swamp of tiger musk and the tiger into a puddle of pleasure until the griffon reared up and and panted knowingly. His pattern changed, letting him use his whole length twice before he groaned in that way that only orgasm can make someone sound and his body shivered with the force of his ejaculation.
The tiger could feel it churn inside of him on the first shot. The flow was thin but copious, charging into his belly with blast after blast of heat, pooling in his gut as a rewarding fullness. He relaxed and let himself be filled, not quite ready to let himself go over the edge but all too glad to have that staunch flow gradually spill in his gut.
"No no, don't close your eyes," the griffon insisted as he started to recover mentally. Recovery did little to abate his peak though, grinding little, wet plaps into his partner's ass to keep the river of jizz going. The feline looked up, somewhat begrudgingly, only to marvel the his partner's handiwork.
His belly was glowing. It was slowly expanding and radiating with a bright white light. Before long, it was so intense that the light didn't take on the common red tint from shining through skin and fur. Just a vivid white luster piercing through his hide as his belly swelled to contain the seed.
"Neat trick huh?" the griffon asked, understating it by far. Once the cat's belly was full and his own cock was finished, he pulled out, the glow of his semen beaming into the room as if the tiger's ass was a brilliant flashlight attached to a swollen, fleshy lantern. "Here, lemme get a plug. I made it too bright. One of us might get blinded if you drip too much.
"Talk about afterglow," the tiger teased, pointing to the big one on the dresser. He was impressed. Almost too impressed to grab his dick and finish.
But only almost.