NSFW Short [Tove]

The silence is so loud. You hadn't noticed it before - when your breath was ragged and your pulse was singing in your ears. But now the comedown has left things ringingly quiet.You shift a little, but you can't move much. You appreciate that Tove didn't listen to you when you said she should tie you to the top of the bedpost - if she had listened, your arms would have probably dislocated by now.As it is, you're belly-down and spread-eagled on the mattress, boneless and sore and wanting. The wanting is a backseat to the other sensations, though - she's left you here, alone, for so long that the stinging and abused flesh of your back and ass has overridden your desire for another release, a release she delayed.She was insistent on getting you off at first - overwhelming you, testing the limits of your refractory period. But this last time, she just...left. Got you so close, got you begging and writing and moaning her name as if you don't have neighbors, as if Coda can probably hear you, as if --The door opens. You jolt at the sudden sound, your muscles tensing for a moment. Unclenching when you hear Tove's steps padding toward you. Clenching a second time when you feel one of her hands slide across your no-doubt discolored ass."How are you feeling, angel?" Tove begins with a tone that's a little teasing, maybe even a little mocking. "Better? Did the rest help?"You open your mouth to respond, but a firm stroke lands on your backside and makes you gasp. You feel your insides heat with irritating swiftness. You're putty in her hands, and she knows it."I had to collect something," she says with a strange lilt. "And then clean it. And then prep it."You tilt your head to the side, but she's just out of view. Standing just far enough back that your shoulder blocks your sightline."Want to see?" she breathes.You open your mouth to reply, but another firm slap connects with your other cheek and you whine.Tove's steps forward, but it isn't her slender, pale body you see first. It's a purple dildo secured snugly against her, massive and glistening with lubricant.A noise slips from between your lips, one that you're not sure you've ever made before.Tove gently slides her hand over the slick silicone, thumb massaging the tip. "Think you're ready for the finale, angel?"