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Thinking about moments where Vic takes control and is more forceful with her mans, particularly when teasing him as a surprise. She will be the one to take charge and be direct.

Here is another one of those:

She will sneak up on him when he is walking alone in a more secluded area. Stalking him with the lightest of footsteps before making her move when ready, pouncing on him. Even with her light weight, she is stronger than would appear, and can get her taller mans knocked onto his back with a quick jolt. Landing on his chest with her legs straddling him, she will teasingly pin his arms (or as much as she can reach of them - so elbows or more proximal) down before gleefully kissing him. Being stronger than his white beauty, Plato can easily 'force' his way out, but he stays put. Both deeply excited for what could happen, and left weakened by how flustered he is peering up at Vic in that position, he could not possibly dream of altering his predicament.

However, he cannot resist teasing Vic back a little bit. Trying to evade her, he will 'fight back' against her pinning by pulling his arms away, but she will stay incessant with it, following his every move and keeping him down. At a point, Plato will playfully ask if her "Is that all you got?", which encourages Vic's efforts even more.

Adamant to flex her (mental more than physical) control over him, she presses her hips against his chest, and stares him down. "I think you underestimate me," she says coyly, before bending down and whispering into his ear, "Just sit back and watch." The way she says it, the promise in her words, causes his body to shiver. Wide-eyed, Plato's breathing becomes sharper, excitement peaking in him with every moment of agonizing anticipation. He cannot help but just stare up at her, paralyzed in a way from the feeling inside.

After a few seconds that feel like an eternity, she speaks again, lifting her paws from his elbows, she places them on the front of his shoulders, "Just promise me that you keep your paws where they are, okay?"

Perhaps too quickly, he gulps back "Of course", trying to sound more composed than he is. With everything he can muster, he keeps still, and is rewarded. Looking down at him with a look of intent, Vic starts slowly, rocking her hips where she sits, grinding against his chest. Pressing more into him, she rubs her pussy in slow passes, letting out a series of soft moans and gasps when she finds her rhythm. She will bring her paws up from anchoring herself after some time, playing with her nipples while still straddling him, getting a bit more forceful with her hips. Dipping a paw down, she matches her motions with her paw, rubbing her pussy in time with the grinding. The sight and feel of her atop of him like that leaves Plato's mind swimming with the greatest of joys, which in turn leaves him worked up and turned on. Typically left floaty whenever he gets attention from Vic like this, he is left all but incapacitated and frozen in place, letting her have her way with him.

Vic continues her movements, closing her eyes to focus as she gets lost in the building waves of pleasure. Seeing a little opening to exploit, Plato slowly and quietly inches a paw towards his throbbing cock, getting desperate to relieve a bit of the tension wound up inside him. He does not want this to end, but needs something to take the edge off. Closing in with his paw, his action is interrupted by a flash of white fur. Vic stops her advances, and speaks lowly, in a more serious tone than Plato anticipates, "What did I say?"

He staggers, "I.. Sorry-," but is cut off by fingers on his lips, pushing them closed. They smell of Victoria's scent, and it makes Plato's mind go for another twirl of serotonin and dopamine.

"If you do not want to stay still for this, I guess I will just have you keep your attention some other way," she says, giving him a wink. Lifting her hips up off of him, she scoots forward quickly and crashes onto his face with a level of force and grace that catches Plato of guard. Without giving him a chance to catch his breath or brace himself, she continues her grinding, rubbing her pussy over his lips, nose, and chin vigorously. Keeping his promise, he ensure his arms stay at his side, instead digging his fingers into the ground below to try to anchor himself. He feels as if he will fly away if not clawed in for dear life. He is so focused that all he can do is just exist in a way, a mere object to pleasure of Victoria, and he desires nothing else.

Eyes still wide open, he is privy to the most beautiful front row show he can think of. Continuing on, but never faltering in her pacing, Victoria presses herself into his face over and over, her movements become more erratic as time goes on. Breaking the series of moans, she asks him in a demanding way, "Do you like that? See what happens when you do not listen?"

All that can escape Plato's mouth is one mostly muffled word, "Harder."

"What?" she asks.

With a slight pause, he purrs louder, "Harder, please." Giggling for a second, she does what was demanded of her, trying her best to give him more than she already is. Apprehensive, she puts more of her weight into him, but he does not complain, staying steadfast as her seat.

Grinding with as much effort as she can muster, she starts to lose her stamina as the minutes pass by, getting tired from her effort. She did not have a plan in place at the start, and was not expecting to have to put herself to work like this. Sensing her backing off a bit, Plato just says, "Hold on", before surprising her by wrapping his arms around her thighs, pulling her into his face more and taking control. Smothering himself in her pussy, he rubs in as hard and as much as he can, covering his face with her wetness. With an eagerness to impress, he is utterly committed to her, gasping out quick breaths whenever he gets a chance between burying himself between her legs.

He starts slowing down, getting a playful pat on the shoulder from Vic, who asks "Getting tired already? Come on!"

Locking eyes for a moment, Plato raises an eyebrow from under her thigh, before surprising her again. He pushes his tongue into her and starts lapping at her pussy with hunger, driven by the taste that has been teasingly smeared across his face all this time. Immediately, Vic is moaning and shaking, already sensitive down there from all the grinding. Her sounds only work to further his enthusiasm, and he knows just what will push her over the edge. Focusing in her clit, he licks at it in determined wiggles, Vic's hips reflexively lurching into his face. Quickly, he sucks on her clit, leaving Vic squealing breathlessly as her thighs press hard against Plato's ears and her pussy clenches around his lips and tongue. He follows her through it all, holding her atop of him and refusing to stop at her clit until her body goes limp, falling forward past his shoulders and finally severing their connection.

He immediately jumps up a bit and crawls over to meet her face. He cups the back of her head with one paw while pulling her body closer around her waist with the other. Giving her a supporting kiss, they stay cuddled together for a while, just enjoying the quiet time after such a rush of excitement.

"You know you could have just asked if that is what you wanted?" Plato teases, still getting whispers of her taste on his lips and tongue as he speaks.

Vic laughs quietly, still coming down from her orgasm. "I still win, you did not keep your paws to yourself, even after I told you twice." she muses. Leaning forward and kissing his cheek sweetly, she whispers in his ear "You were being so bad for not listening. What was I supposed to do with you? I had to show you who you serve," the final words trailing. They throw him through a loop again, with all the joy rushing back into him from minutes earlier.

Like a shock to his body, his fur is on edge, and every nerve fibre in him is tingling. That feeling of want and need for release, that horniness crashes back into him. His cock shoots up, brushing against her leg, his desperation there for Vic to see for herself. Looking down at it, and then back at him, she gives him a smile. "Oh no, what a poor guy you are! Maybe it is my time to give you a little reward," again speaking softly into his ear. Giving his cock two small pumps, Plato's hips instinctively push into her touch, and a groan escapes his lips.

"On your back again," she commands him in a sultry tone, climbing up onto his chest again, this time with her back to him. Turning slightly to peer down at him, she comes to the realization, "I guess I did say no paws," before giving him a coy smile and turning back.

Bending forward, sticking her ass and pussy in his face again, Plato cannot see what is happening, but is startled by a tongue flicking at the head of his cock. Within a second, Plato is digging in the ground again as Victoria starts slowly working her mouth around his girth and sucking. The warm and soft feeling of her mouth is heavenly, and Plato struggles to keep his body still, wanting to enjoy every sensational moment for as long as he can. Her technique is eye wateringly effective, and he knows he will not last much longer. Awash in a miasmic feeling of lust and love, he starts eating Vic out again, not truly satiated from his first go around. She reacts with moans around his cock, little rumblings that spiral him further along into his need to cum. With each dip of her head down along his length, Plato is seeing stars, and when he feels the slightest touch of her throat when she goes deeper, something gets set off in him. Grabbing Vic around her waist, Plato begins bucking his hips quite hard and fast into Vic's mouth with feral intent while still licking as her pussy. The taste of her on his tongue and the feeling of her mouth reaches a breaking point. Face fucking her over and over, he cums in staggering waves, flooding her mouth with his seed. His body heaves, weighed down by his beautiful queen. She lifts her head away, turning again to face him, cum dribbling down her cheek. She opens her mouth gently, showing off her prize before swallowing it down and licking her lips. If the orgasm did not ruin him, seeing her like that would, and his head spins again. As always is the result from him fucking Vic, his is weak and exhausted, both physically and mentally. However, he is newly determined to finish her off again. Her pussy still touchy from before, his hungry tongue and lips between her legs causes her own reaction, and she cums again on his face, grinding into it with a symphony of sounds.

They lay together for a moment, dually trying to catch their breath. Vic slides down off of him and underneath his arm, tucking herself under his shoulder. He wraps his arm around her, pulling her into his side. He silently traces lines with his fingers across her chest and abdomen, almost petting her. No matter how much being intimate with her brings him to a divine place, being alone in the world with her at his side like this is by far the most rewarding. He cannot fathom loving someone more than he loves her, and he sits in quiet contemplation trying to think of something to say. He does not want to break the silence, but feels compelled to speak.

Before he can open his mouth, Vic turns her body to face him, bringing her own paw to brush through the fur on his chest and neck. "What would I do without my big strong guy? You know you are pretty comfy to sit on", she quietly laughs with Plato going red, before continuing, "I love you Plato."

A flutter tears through him, and he turns to face her, without words, he gently grabs her cheeks and kisses her forehead. After a moment, he speaks, "You can have a seat whenever you want," he jokes, leaning in closer and whispering into her ear, "The fur on the inside of your thighs is so soft." He leans in more, grooming the fur around her ear, "Plus, you taste so, so good Vic."

A shiver runs through her body, and she blushes, taken aback by how smooth her normally quiet man is being. Not to be outdone, Vic stares him straight in the eyes, takes one of his paws and guides it to her pussy, rubbing his fingers in before bringing it to her mouth, licking them slowly while maintaining eye contact. "Hmmm. You are right, better than you taste," giving a sweet simper. She can see it in his eyes that his mind is swirling again, and she yet again wins the battle to fluster. It does not take much.

#more of these wonderful thoughts #the series continues and there is a third one on the way in the future too #i think this happens every so often and it is always Vic that initiates it #catching him off-guard every time and it always ruins him in the best way #they both love each other so much #i am so fucking soft for them #and of course wish to be Plato #maybe i project in this but yeah what a great thought for all of this #this is also dedicated to my Platoria anons

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