Whore For the Sacred

Between Halloween and Thanksgiving, Atmospheric visited her father and brothers in Asgard. During her visit, she spied on her husband, curious to see how he would mend his raging hard-on without her presence. She was surprised and delighted to see him violently fucking his pillow while moaning her name. She wasn't insecure about their relationship by any stretch of the imagination, but it was nice to confirm all the same. She started rubbing herself to join in on the fun.

"That's it, baby. That's the stuff. Make me jealous."

Harmonic came until his cock went flaccid.

"Looks like I'm still better after all."

Atmospheric chuckled to herself knowing if she'd been sucking him off, he would've stayed hard the entire night.

"I'll let him pin me down when I get home. Being used like fuck-meat seems to turn both of us on."

She followed her husband's example, grinding against her pillow until she fell asleep.