Coye Vol 2 Ch. 2

I'll do a RotGM chapter soon, but I'm admittedly more interested in doing Coye stuff right this second so I can get closer to having more material on Amazon.

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Leaving the Gnarled Woods was a task in and of itself, but it proved to be one that couldn’t hold back a man on a mission. Coye and Shayla made it past the winding pathways and the hostile vegetation, avoiding any monsters on the way home with speed and finesse. When they emerged, the pair were met with the warm afternoon sun of a spring day. The sudden brightness proved hard on their eyes, but the light soon grew welcoming the more it poured against them. It was a lovely day, but Coye couldn’t appreciate it so long as he had an overwhelming need taking control of his thoughts and actions.

Today, they had entered the woods directly from Cransmere. The town was only a ten-minute jog from the mouth of the forest, which was both a blessing and a curse. The loggers and the adventurers didn’t have to journey long to perform their jobs but to ensure a modicum of safety, a retinue of House Brimley’s knights always had to be posted at the ruins of the southern gate past the mills.

It would be easy to greet the guards and head back into town, but Coye had business to take care of with his little friend before it was time for that. He ducked off the main road and headed towards a tree off in the distance where he would be out of view. Along the way, he opened up one of his pouches and snacked on something to quell the hunger the woods brought out in him. Coye didn’t bother offering any food to Shayla unless she asked since he knew the woods didn’t affect her. His snack was meager, but it took the edge off until he could have a proper meal back at the Guild.

As he reached the tree, the desire within Coye’s body was reaching unbearable heights. His balls tensed with every step, his breathing was irregular, and his face burned red. Putting his hand out against the rough bark of the wood, he asked, “How... how about here?” as casually as he could.

“Bout as good as any other place, I guess.” Shayla sighed, noticing that he didn’t look so good and hoping her affection would take the edge off until they could get him some real help. She was starting to think that it might be better if they just rushed him to one of Cransmere’s brothels at this rate to save him some time. The boy clearly needed relief, and he needed it now.

With an excited grin, Coye undid his leather belt and dropped it to the side of the tree softly. Even in his rushed state, he made sure he didn’t disrupt any of the pouches that carried his numerous adventuring tools.

He held up his trousers and looked to Shayla, asking, “So... um, how did you want to do this...?” He knew that she was doing him a big favor given how tired she was, and his gratitude showed on his smiling face.

“Lay back against the tree and just let me do the work, big guy,” Shayla told him, playfully cracking her knuckles and floating off of his shoulder.

“Sounds good,” Coye nodded, trying to fight back the urge to drool. He was always embarrassed whenever it happened, but it seemed to be a recurring thing that Shayla always saw fit to tease.

“Yeah, I’ll bet it does,” The Pixie smirked, knowing how bad her boy needed the help. “Now strip.”

“O-Ok,” He nodded his head and did as he was told. After sitting down and propping himself against the tree, he pulled down his trousers. “Ah...” Coye whimpered as the cool air hit his seething manhood and his over-stuffed balls. It refreshed him but did little to solve his problem.

Shayla thought it looked even harder than usual, and she swallowed at the sight of his throbbing veins. A pulse of desire consumed her, and if it weren’t for the pain between her legs, she would be tempted to offer herself up to the cute boy until he was good and done.

“Fuck, you really did need this...” She commented as she floated down to Coye’s manhood. Before she even touched him, she magicked away her clothing and allowed him to take in her feminine form. His cock twitched upon seeing the naked Pixie, with her smooth, pearly skin and her round breasts, giving her some much-needed confidence.

Shayla closed the distance as she bent over to the flaring heat of Coye’s tip. “There, there. You know I’ll always have your back, big guy...”

She pressed her soft yet tiny lips against his urethra, which oozed with steaming pre-cum. Shayla felt the warmness on her lips, and after the kiss subsided, she started to suck the fluid up and placed her tender hands on both sides of his rim to hold his cock in place.

Her every touch was laced with the Pixie’s mana. Wherever Shayla touched him, Coye shivered. She did this every time they fooled around to even the playing field. If she couldn’t please this cute boy of hers due to her size, then Shayla resolved to use everything in her arsenal to compensate.

It worked like a charm.

“Oh,” Coye whimpered, his voice wavering as he leaned back harder against the tree. It was just the first contact, but it already felt like heaven, and he allowed himself to drift into Shayla’s determined touch.

“I’ll make everything better,” She promised him in a soothing voice and then hugged her naked body to Coye’s aching shaft, much to his delight.

Although she was still sore from the pounding Coye gave her the night before, Shayla’s body didn’t hurt enough to deter her from pleasure altogether. She still longed for his throbbing warmth, and she ground her hips against him, wishing to give them both just that extra bit of added sensual enjoyment.

His breathing grew erratic, and he whined louder as Shayla began to lap her slick tongue across his poor tip. She found his noises pleasing, driving her to make them all the more frequent. The way she licked him in distinct patterns and made lewd slurping noises for his enjoyment was all Coye could ask for, and his strength melted from his body.

Seeing the state he was falling into inspired Shayla to take things further. She had one other weapon she could use in this sexual battle, and that was her voice. “This naughty cock of yours is unbelievable, you know...” She teased, her hands jerking him upward as much as she could. “It’s so big and hard and full of hot cum.”

Like anyone else would be, the boy was pleased with the praise the Pixie heaped upon his manhood. “T-Thank you,” He offered his meek-sounding gratitude.

“Mhmm,” She narrowed her glowing eyes out of mischief, a grin appearing on her face. “It’s no wonder a girl like me can’t handle it on her own. But is it just me, or do you already seem close?” Shayla asked, knowing it was a point of shame for him and that this naughty boy of hers enjoyed feeling that way.

“S-Shayla...” He muttered, his cock twitching. “Please... don’t say that...!”

While it was confirmed he didn’t last too long on average, Coye had what could be mistaken for endless stamina and an unnatural supply of sperm to make up for it. He knew he shouldn’t be anxious over being a quick shooter, but it got to him nonetheless. Besides, Shayla knew what she was doing. The shame her teasing brought on only made him feel naughtier, which would ironically lead him to cum even sooner.

“Don’t say what?” She giggled and let out a moan as her pussy ran along with one of his thick veins. “Mn... are you saying you don’t like it when I tease you for cumming so fast?” She made a naughty face as she looked over her shoulder up into his eyes, then started working harder to prove her point.

“Yes!” He whined, thought about it, and added in, “N-No? I don’t know, I... ah... Shayla... Shayla...!”

She loved it when Coye said her name- bonus points if it was surrounded by adorable moans. Her excitement doubled over as she coated his cock in her saliva at a more incredible speed, her hips matching the pace and driving him wild.

“You don’t need to feel bad about it,” She forced herself away from his tip so she could speak, making a loud slurping sound as she did so. Again, she looked back at him right in his eyes. “Not when you cum sooo hard and sooo much. You should be proud of yourself for that, big boy. In fact, why don’t you let me see it? Come on, Coye. I know you’re close.”

He was still trying to hold on, despite how good it felt for him. Coye wanted to cling to his stubborn pride, but it just wouldn’t work. Not when Shayla was trying so hard to get it out of him.

“Come onnnn! I wanna see how huge that load of yours is, Coye! I bet it’s nice and thick, so why don’t you stop holding back...” As she spoke, Shayla looped her arms around the rim of his tip and started strumming his sensitive frenulum with every last one of her fingers. “And let it alllllll out? Come on, come on, come- AH!”

The force of Coye’s ejaculation surprised her, as did the volume of his pleasured moans. Under her direct supervision, Coye began firing off hot ropes of semen while continuing to lick and tug at him. The more of a load he fired off, the more Shayla understood she was improving.

She hadn’t had as much practice as she would’ve liked. When Coye lost himself to his lust, foreplay wasn’t the first thing on his mind. As such, Shayla figured she had a long way to go until mastering the art of playing with his body. That suited her just fine. She loved teasing the cute boy. His rock-hard, kicking cock vibrating in desperation between her legs sent shivers up her spine and brought a lewd grin to her face.

“Shayla,” Coye huffed, his eyes clenching tightly.

“There you go, big boy, there you go...” She cooed.

As intense as his climax was, it trailed off bit by bit before drying up entirely. Coye’s body was racked with bliss, his eyes glassy and dazed. He looked more roughed up than he did after his battle with the Vine Viper. Despite the one extraordinary round of gratification, though, his penis still remained as impressively hard as ever.

Shayla knew this would happen. One go was never enough for her pervy partner. That being said, it didn’t mean she couldn’t have a little fun before giving him more of what he needed. “Mmmk,” She pulled away and condescendingly patted the tip of his dick several times. “That should just about do it, then. All good?”

Coye tilted his head as he looked down at her, confused. “W-Wha? Oh, you’re... you’re done?”

She tried not to laugh at the pitiable expression on his face. “Well, yeah? I only said I would do it once, didn’t I?”

“Ah, yeah. I... guess you did. Okay, then...” He frowned, looking like a scolded puppy.

When he bit his lip and held back little tears, Shayla could no longer hold back her amusement. She blew a raspberry and laughed and laughed some more at her partner, shaking her head. “You are so fucking desperate, you know that? Come on, I’m just messing with you. Cheer up! I’ll get you off one last time, but that’s it. Got it?”

“Really?!” Coye’s eyes sparkled, his long ears perked up, and his lower half twitched with excitement. He might have been insatiable, but at least he was cute about it. “Thank you so much, Shayla!”

“Yeah, yeah,” She rolled her eyes at him, stifled another laugh, and got back to work. “It’s not like I was gonna stop before I got off too, y’know.” In a matter of seconds, Coye was squirming under Shayla’s skill yet again.

Her goal was to give Coye the best blowjob relative to her size that she possibly could, all while rubbing her slick self raw. As she rode his selfish and unpleasable manhood, Shayla began to pepper him with wet, noisy, tingling kisses in a hundred different spots. She sucked at each location, her sheer enthusiasm and speed covering more ground than Coye thought possible.

Once he had just become accustomed to her rhythm, Shayla took it up a notch.

“Ah!” Coye bucked his hips forward as she twirled her body around his shaft. He felt her big breasts both slip against his hot cock, her dripping pussy slide to his throbbing underside, and her tongue drag across his entire rim to his frenulum.

“You like that?” Shayla asked amid giggles, making the most of her new position by going to town on the back of his tip. Here, there was still plenty of stray cum for her to lick up, and she resolved not to miss a drop of it.

“Y-Yes,” Coye moaned, falling out of his mind with pleasure. His toes curled, and he winced, his voice cracking. “Oh, I love it...!”

“That so?” Shayla raised an eyebrow as she swallowed down another drop of his hot semen down her throat. “Well, if a fairy blowjob feels this good... imagine what it’s gonna be like when some lucky lady your own size shoves this dick of yours down her throat.”

“D-Down their... their throat?!” His mouth opened wide in bewilderment.

“Oh yeah,” She grinned and looked up at him. Shayla may have been putting herself down to tease Coye, but it was all worth it to see that stunned, innocent face of his contort with confused glee. “Imagine it, big guy. Imagine one of those sexy Guildmates of yours who tease you so much kneeling down right in front of you... doing exactly the same thing I’m doing to you now.”

“N-No... no way...” At Shayla’s suggestion, Coye’s mind drifted towards his bullies- his sexy, sexy bullies. He imagined all four of them, but it was Britni who his mind ended up making the star of this particular fantasy.

That girl always wore such heavy makeup, and Coye pictured what it would look like to see her blue-painted lips stretched around his cock. He wondered if the lipstick would smear all over him. In his desperate pleasure, Coye discovered that he wanted to find out.

“Yes, way,” Shayla reassured him, drawing out a heart-shaped pattern on his flesh with her hot tongue. “Only- it’d be even better.”

Better than what he currently felt? Coye couldn’t comprehend, but Gods, did he want to know how that was possible. “Tell me... more...” He whimpered.

“Well, I bet they all have nice, round lips, don’t they?”

“Uh-huh...”

“And sopping wet tongues big enough to put mine to shame, too. They could lick allllll over every last inch of you like it was nothing!” Shayla accentuated her words by giving him an all-encompassing lick of her own, teasing him with a taste of what the future could be like.

“Ngh-!”

“And best of all...” Shayla paused to admire her work thus far and keep him on edge. Coye’s jaw was slack, his eyes clutched tight, and he was on the verge of drooling yet again. In other words, she had him dancing in the palm of her hand.

She waited for his anticipation to get the best of him, which didn’t take long. “What?!” He begged. “Please, tell me...!” Coye didn’t know how it could get any better than what Shayla was describing, and he had to know.

“Hmmm...” Smiling like a minx, the Pixie stopped humping his cock and cut off the flow of pleasure. “I dunno if I should tell you. It’d probably feel better if you just found out the old-fashioned way after you get some lucky village girl to suck you off.”

“Shaylaaaaaa,” Coye whined. “D-Don’t do this to me! I need to know nowww!”

“I swear, you’re such a baby.” Shayla’s entire body pulsed with red hot lust. The way she teased him only worked her up even hotter, pushing closer to her own release even as he edged toward his second. It was time to give him what he wanted.

“The best part of it is that their mouths are big enough to take you alllll the way in and suck, suck, suck!”

“Oh, Gods...!!” He did precisely what Shayla hoped he would do. He imagined what it’d be like for Britni, Tiphanie, and the others to suck his cock.

“Don’t you want that, Coye?” She hammered it home by looking up at him with pleading eyes.

“Yesss...” Coye nodded back down at her as if entranced.

“Don’t you want to feel what it’s like for a girl to suck you fucking dry with her whole entire mouth?”

“Yes!!”

“Then cum for me, already. Cum. Cum so we can wrap this up, go back into town and get you laid, you little perv!” As she said this, Shayla went into overdrive.

Her humping sped up, her wet thighs making slick noises as she drove it against his dick. At the same time, Shayla’s lips sucked as much ground as she could cover, creating a roving source of pleasure for the boy. It felt so good for him that his own hips trembled and thrust up into the air repeatedly, threatening to buck the Pixie off and send her flying. The way she wrapped her arms around his cock prevented this, making it all the more intense as she continued to tease him until Coye finally reached the point of boiling over.

“Haaaah!” He whimpered and moaned as he grasped onto the grass beneath his hands for support. It did nothing to help him mitigate the mighty waves of his climax as it finally burst out from his balls and shot out.

“There we go!” Shayla gave him one last kiss and started jerking her arms around his length like a tight ring, using force to wring him and force further ropes of semen from his spasming length.

As she dragged her pussy along his throbbing underside, Shayla found her own pleasure as well and let it carry her to dizzying heights. The Pixie performed a high-pitched scream of delight, climaxing against her partner’s cock. As she did, she let loose a stream of sparkling fairy juices that washed over and drizzled against his heavy balls.

By the time both Shayla and Coye had ridden their pleasure to the limit, the boy was a heaving mess, and he fell back against the tree. He struggled to catch his breath, his face plastered by a vacant smile and dazed eyes. Shayla laughed at the sight but felt a surge of confidence that she could make him feel so good.

“You doing okay up there, big guy?” She asked, licking up as much of cum that lingered on his tip as she could. Shayla couldn’t help herself. It was like honey.

“Yeah...” Coye sighed, his neck rearing back until he gazed skyward.

Shayla smiled. “Glad to hear it. We good to head back to the Guild, then?”

“Uh-huh.” It took him a minute, but he came out of his daze. Coye stretched his body out and cracked his back, telling the Pixie, “I feel much better...”

She narrowed her eyes, catching a distinction in his choice of words. “All the way better, or just a little bit?”

“Um,” Coye looked away. He didn’t want to tell her that after all this, it still wasn’t enough, thinking it would make him seem ungrateful when in reality, he couldn’t thank the diminutive lady enough.

“Figures,” Shayla shrugged after she swallowed down the last drop of semen. “Oh, well. I did my best.”

Coye wasn’t sure, but he felt that the Pixie sounded bitter about something and wanted to make her feel better. “I’m sorry... it felt really, really good. Thank you, Shayla.”

Shayla appreciated the compliment, even if it wouldn’t do much to quell her frustrations. She repaid him with a smile but was otherwise ready to move on. “Sure, no prob. You can thank me by putting your pants back on, big guy.” She told him while flying away and summoning back her clothes.

“R-Right,” He nodded and put back on his belt. Coye wasn’t sure if Shayla’s outfit was real or if it was just a manifestation of her magic, but he sure felt it would be convenient if he could dress and undress himself the way that she did.

Shayla made a gesture like she was tipping an imaginary hat and waited for Coye to do the same so she could head to her hiding spot. When he finally caught on, he lifted his cap, and the Pixie got situated. With his lust now calmed down a significant amount, Coye was ready to turn in his quest and figure out the game plan for picking up chicks with Shayla.