Chapter 4 - Nutrition

Extra tags: f/m, nursing_handjob
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Keza walked into his house feeling exhausted. It had been exhausting from the second he'd arrived at work. Now his mind was as fried as his leg muscles from the walk back. He stepped to his left and entered the living room, to be greeted with Emily wrapping her arms tight around him.

"Hey Keza! How was work?" she pulled back and her smile faltered for a second "Oh... You look..."

"Awful?" Keza asked, walking past her. Alexandra looked up at him from her book and Curie from her research notes. None of the other waifus seemed to be in.

"Yeah. What's up?" Emily placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Workplace was a total rat's nest, meaning that I had to sort most of it out before I was able to do any work. And I had to walk back because the bus didn't show up, so my legs are killing me. Add in a splitting headache and a sore throat, and it's not been the greatest of days." Keza answered.

Emily replied. "Maybe you should head to bed and get some sleep? You haven't been paying much attention to yourself lately."

Before Keza could answer, he found Alexandra's body pressing against his, her arms wrapped tightly around him, and her lips against his cheek. Alexandra scrutinized him as she broke away from the hug. After a pause, she spoke. "Come to bed, sweetie. No ifs. No buts." the elf queen told him.

"I know you didn't get to bed until 5:30 this morning." Emily informed him.

"Oui. And it is not healthy to have your nose to the grindstone all the time." Curie added. "'All work and no play' is the phrase, I believe."

Keza spoke "Bu-" A look from Alexandra silenced him. "...Yes, Ma'am."

He allowed Alexandra to take his hand and lead him upstairs. He barely made a sound as they headed to the bedroom at the top of the house.

She disrobed in a single, swift motion, putting her curvy body on display. Her freckled skin, round breasts and opulent thighs. No matter how many times he gazed upon her form, he was always unsure of what words could properly describe her beauty.

Keza's movements were much less graceful. But his tall, chubby body was soon naked too. Alexandra looked him up and down as if surveying a fine meal. Keza felt himself blush-she always did that, and he wasn't getting any better at not blushing at it. Especially not on days like today.

She patted her thighs and he lay down, resting his head on them. She bent over and her nipple brushed his mouth, her hand already curling around his semi-hard cock. His lips curved around her nipple, the elf's sigh of pleasure lifting his heart. The writer began to suckle the elf queen's breast.

Her milk was sweet as always. She began to move her hand in answer; each stroke was gentle, slow, and measured. Her hand caressed his whole shaft, down to his sack before stroking back up, loosening so as not to catch the foreskin. Keza moaned into her breast, though little sound came out.

The elf stroked him slightly faster, her soft hand gripping not-too-tightly. His head pushed up a bit more, his tongue starting to tease her nipple. Her milk flowed steadily into his mouth, the taste spreading throughout his body, filling him with warmth. He could feel his strength returning with every suckle, bit by bit.

"Yes... " the elf cooed "That's good... Drink as much as you want, love. You will need all the nutrients you can get tonight..."

Keza sucked the elf queen's breast with more vigor, his other hand now kneading and groping her other breast. Alexandra moaned in answer to his treatments, her hand gripping a little harder to show her appreciation. The writer's tongue licked at her nipple rapidly,  and he could smell the scent of her pussy juices staining the bedsheets.

The writer suddenly twitched as he felt a spike of pleasure shoot through him. He was close. Alexandra quickly picked up on it, and suddenly began wanking him off faster, her lubed hand speedily stroking him off.

Keza felt his pleasure overflow, and his grip on the sheets tightened. Alexandra's breast fell from his mouth as his cry of pleasure announced his orgasm. He felt his cock spurt once, twice, thrice. Then he slumped, resting his body.

Alexandra took her hand away, speaking "Good boy... You came so much..." What followed was her licking his cum off of her hand-he couldn't see or hear it, but he knew it was happening.

Keza wanted nothing more than to return the favour. But his head had started pounding again, and he felt slightly sick. He swallowed, licked his lips and spoke "My Queen... I hope you don't mind missing out, but I'm still so exhausted. My head's killing me..."

"That's okay. You practically make it up to me every day, love." Through slightly blurred vision, he saw her smiling sympathetically. "I'll make sure there's a nice plate of chicken thighs for you when you wake up~"

She planted a kiss on his forehead as his eyes closed. His heart feeling like it was among the clouds, Keza wondered what he did to get so lucky. He rested his head back and exhaled, the creak of the bedroom door the last thing he consciously heard.
