To Have And Have Nothing

Crystal hadn’t really wanted to do it, but she had done it—and she’d also wanted to.

It’d become politically embarrassing for the Queen of Attilan to have a relationship with a jumped-up, fiery commoner, and Medusa wanted things with Johnny to end smoothly and cleanly, while retaining his alliance if at all possible. So what would be most convenient was if he stopped dating her and started dating someone more politic, but still in the Royal Family. Having proven compatibility with him, Medusa ordered Crystal to seduce him. It was her or Triton, Medusa explained. Triton had won the coin toss.

The next time Johnny had come to Attilan, Crystal had been there to greet him. She hadn’t planned on going through with it, as she ran interference for Medusa, telling him he couldn’t see her right now, but he’d mentioned how he was planning to break up with her for his own reasons, so that had to make it alright. She offered to fix Johnny a drink while he waited, then she’d fixed herself a drink, and the excellent Inhuman wine kept them both mellow and laughing. Johnny lost his inhibitions fast under the influence of the alcohol, and Crystal had never had much inhibitions where Johnny was concerned. She didn’t know when they started having sex—after a long interval of flirting, touching, kissing, she suddenly fell into a wildly winding spiral of release. She noted that she was naked, and in bed, and Johnny was naked too, and in bed with her, but that was hardly as important as how big his cock was.

He was half-asleep, and she was almost as exhausted as he was, but not quite. Rearranging herself between his legs, she lowered her face to his cum-covered groin, darting her tongue along the rope of his withered erection. When the cooling wads of cum slipped down her throat, she shivered with fresh desire—a need to have more of the delicious cream, fresh and hot.

“You don’t mind if I nod off, do you?” Johnny asked. “I’m just so fucking beat…”

“You can do whatever you want,” Crystal answered with an insinuating smile. “But I’m going to do what I want too…”

As Johnny relaxed, his eyes sliding shut, he felt Crystal’s warm mouth around his manhood, her tongue washing over it. When her lips pursed tightly around the base of his shaft, the pleasure became too much to ignore.

“Geez! How’s a guy supposed to get any sleep when you’re doing that?”

“Do you want to get some sleep?” Crystal asked, her innocent voice not matching the gleam in her eyes.

“Hell no,” Johnny said, reaching out to the black band in Crystal’s crimson hair as if it were a marker for where he should place his hands to push her back down to his crotch. “You can suck me like that anytime you want! Anytime at all!”

Crystal hungrily took him up on his offer, first licking and sucking away all that remained of his last orgasm, then keeping at it to make his cock harden once more. The seeping precum from his cockhead tasted just as good as the cooling residue she’d gulped down drop by drop.

“I thought you said you were tired,” she said, holding his prick up to get a good look at it, admiring how it looked. It could’ve been made for her pussy; it was incredible to think of how it fit inside her. “Could’ve fooled me.”

“I did fool you. Ha ha. I really wanted you to blow me,” Johnny said quickly, draping his legs over her shoulders. He drew them downward, pressing Crystal’s face down to his groin. When he felt his cockhead slip into her throat, throbbing in that tightness, he winced with enjoyment. “See? Can’t believe you fell for that sleep thing…”

Crystal’s mind hummed. She was sucking on the cock of her sister’s boyfriend, and she was doing it on Medusa’s order. If Medusa wanted her to be a whore, she would be a whore; if she wanted Crystal to fuck her boyfriend for her, she would fuck Johnny. Her body burned with the thought of being ordered to perform any perversity her queen could think of. Despite how wrong these political manueverings were, how they grated against her soul, she found them unaccountably arousing. 

Johnny pumped his hips upward, lifting his cock deep into Crystal’s throat, up to the hilt. It swelled up in the gurgling of her tight, hungry gulps. Then, almost without warning, he orgasmed, shooting his explosion deep down Crystal’s gullet.

“Suck, Crystal!” he moaned, pounding his cock up into the beautiful face he was holding nice and still for it. “Come on, you goddamn cocksucker, suck! Suck my cum straight from my balls!”

Crystal gulped quickly, one burst after another. Owing only to the fact that Johnny had emptied most of his seed into her pussy before, she managed not to spill a drop of the diminished ejaculation. As the hot cum filled her mouth and was dutifully sucked down to her stomach, she had enough time to savor each rope of cum, taste the salty flavor in all its heat and musk, straight from his balls, the way it was meant to be tasted. When Johnny was empty, Crystal kept sucking at him. She didn’t stop until he was totally limp, his member flaccid and soft inside her mouth.

“Wow!” she gasped, pulling her lips away with a smacking pop and then licking them obsessively. “Your cum tastes so good when it’s hot.”

“If you like it hot, just let me know next time, baby.” As Johnny slotted his hands behind his head to sleep on, a flicker of flame ran down his fingers. “I can always heat things up.”

“Tomorrow,” Crystal cooed, resting her head against his thigh as her dainty fingers lifted his softening, dripping cock. “I won’t spoil my appetite. I’ll just enjoy every… last… drop…”

“Hmmm?” Johnny hummed, half-asleep, his body lax from his drained cock in Crystal’s mouth to his closing eyes. “You say some…thing…?”

“Nothing. Go to sleep. I’m just gonna sing you a lullaby… put my lips together and…”

Through Crystal’s mirror, Medusa watched as Crystal chased Johnny’s pleasure into his dreams. It was a sure bet the boy would wake up thinking of her. She didn’t have bad technique, either. Not that technique was everything. If she were a redhead, she probably could’ve had Johnny wrapped around her finger after only making him come once.

“You look so beautiful, sister,” Medusa whispered throatily. “With my lover’s cock in your mouth… suck him, sister. Suck the cock I’ve sucked myself. Taste his hot seed. You’ll love it, Crystal. Johnny has the sweetest cum of anyone I’ve known, and he’ll give you all that you can handle. Suck him, you sweet little sucker, and see how happy he makes you with that big cock in your mouth. One of us should be happy. One of us should not be Queen.”