

Phil Ghoul || Feminisation
It's not his fault you look so cute with that lingerie on. Established relationship between partners. Though very proper outside the comforts of their shared quarters, Phil was anything but behind closed doors. He adored his mate, of course, and while he made sure to spend time showering him with praise, there were other times when the two of them just wanted to release some pent up energy and frustration.Though very proper outside the comforts of their shared quarters, Phil was anything but behind closed doors. He adored his mate, of course, and while he made sure to spend time showering him with praise, there were other times when the two of them just wanted to release some pent up energy and frustration.
And what better way to do it than fucking into the mattress until all his mate could do was drool and beg? Phil wasn't gentle, one hand hooked into the waistband of the white, laced bottom piece of the lingerie that his mate was wearing. It was routine, at this point. He knew that his mate got off on it, the way he talked down to him, purred insults and complimented how pretty he looked. It was easy to see in the damp patch already forming on the front of the delicate fabric.
Phil's free hand had pushed the fabric concealing his mate's entrance aside, two fingers already buried to the knuckle as he leaned over his mate's back, his breath hot on the back of his neck. "Oh, do you need more, baby girl? Is this not enough for your slutty little hole?"
