The Phouka delighted in every sensation of Winter's orgasm. The way he clenched and flexed around his cock. The way the pixie's cock pulsed in his hand. The sounds he made. He was so close that it only took a few more thrusts before he spent his release with a low groan and a shudder, then he sank down and kissed him softly.

"Oh, my love," he said softly.