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Phoenix checks himself out in the mirror one last time, twisting this way and that to get a good view of the outfit he wore, checking twice that everything fit. The soft silk of the black and white colored dress slid up against his heated skin as he lifted the skirt, making him gasp the slightest bit as his hair stood on end from the sensation. Everything seemed to be perfect; not too loose, but not too tight and constricting where it was hard to move and breathe.
...Gods, he felt like the epitome of beauty. Phoenix always had loved wearing elaborate, gorgeous dresses, and although this was nothing more than a maid's outfit… still. It was… rare, that he let himself indulge, always so shy, always so insecure of how people would look at him. If they would judge him. And he'd had enough of that regarding his previous job, thank you very much. Regardless, it was a nice feeling to let himself feel… feminine, for once. Girlish. Like he wasn't just a man trapped in a body he hadn't wanted. Although, one could dispute that he'd been coming to peace with it for a while now, and rather didn't mind the assets that came with his body. Why not love it with the time he had left on Earth, enjoy that which was given to him instead of feeling so… miserable ? That's not how he wanted to spend his last few years.
He gingerly plucked the ruffled headband from the counter, placing it atop his head with a smile. No maid's outfit was complete without it, was it? To his left, lied a collar and leash… but, he would let his Mistress do the honors. After all, it was a symbol of great trust between a dominant, and their submissive… although it was upon the submissive to gift them with this, saying with one object what they could not with a million words… and upon the dominant to fasten it to their neck, to give that trust back to them, to tell them that they need not worry that they would be hurt by them.
Phoenix softly huffed through his nose in a quiet chuckle as he stared at the white fabric, decorated in ruffled and pretty shapes, edged with lace with a nice bell hanging from a d-ring, front and center… for now, he pocketed it, along with the leash, instead deciding to open the door to the outside, into his bedroom. A quiet clacking followed from the heels he wore hitting the tile, and he revealed himself shyly, hesitantly, sidling into the view of his Mistress with a gentle smile.
"At your service, Mistress…" his words were soft spoken, hands laced together as he gazed at Her. She merely smiled back at him, before speaking. "As I can see… come closer, won't you? I'd like to check some things, make sure it all fits right…" She trailed off. Phoenix nodded, "it does, Mistress, I checked myself," he responded, but approached Her anyways, knowing full well that She had different intentions. He stopped before Her, unfolding his hands and letting them rest at his sides. His Mistress let Her own glide down the skirt of the dress, taking in its beauty quietly. Up, up, up, they went, before going right back down.
And then, She grinned. "It looks perfect, darling, but could you be a dear and lift up your skirt for me?" She asked; Phoenix's face flushed, but he obeyed nonetheless, if not with a bit of 'hesitance,' if one could call it that. He gulped when he felt his Mistress' hands upon his thighs, just knowing She was taking Her sweet time gazing at the silky, black panties he wore, along with the white, frilled stockings that covered his legs. Her hands massaged his thighs, up and down, in and out, just barely brushing against his crotch… he swallowed down a whine at the feeling, and resisted bucking his hips, lest he be punished.
"Just… amazing. Perfect," She whispered, "oh, just look at you, dear. It fits you so well ," Her head surfaced from the layers of his skirt, "you may let it back down, now," She gave him permission, and he let go of it, letting it fall back down. "Good girl. So obedient for me," his Mistress grinned as Phoenix shivered at the term of endearment; it was a lesser known spot of arousal for him… being referred to as if he were a girl by his Mistress. "My gorgeous princess. Now, why don't you sit down in Mistress' lap, hm?" She coaxed him, gently, and with a shiver, he lowered himself down into Her lap.
Mistress cupped his cheek, taking in the light makeup Her maid wore; She took his hand, pressing the back of it to Her lips and kissing it gently. "The things you do to me, princess… you don't know how you make me feel. Gods, I'm just so… enamored, with you," She whispered, and Phoenix gasped.
"But, M-Mistress… I'm just a lowly little maid, a-and you… I don't-"
"Hush," She pressed a finger to his lips, "I know what my maid deserves best, do I not? After all, I am the one that knows the most about you… unless you think otherwise, my dear," She gripped Phoenix's chin gently, giving him a stern look. "Does my pretty little maid already need a punishment, hmm?" Phoenix shook his head desperately.
"N-No, ma'am, I… I'm sorry, I shouldn't have assumed what you wanted," he spoke in a small, quiet voice; Mistress hummed in consideration for a moment, thinking about… something. What Phoenix would give to see inside of that mind of Hers… the silence was broken after a few beats.
"Mmm, tell you what," She began, "you can make it up to me, but you have to do something for me…"
Phoenix gulped.
"Yes, ma'am?"
Mistress grinned slyly. "I want you to make me feel good, princess. I want you to put that pretty little mouth to use, I want you to use those amazing, dextrous fingers on me. Your pretty little dress and panties and stockings have made me so aroused, I can't stand it… I'm just dripping wet, just from seeing you, sweetheart."
Oh. That made him whine, trying his hardest not to buck his hips against Her thigh; sensing this, She pressed it against his crotch. "Aww, did that do something, honey? Go ahead, use my thigh if you want to, baby. Use it while I kiss you."
Phoenix obliged, slowly canting his hips against Her thick thigh; the panties felt nice against his crotch, and the pressure from grinding down on Her thigh felt even better. Her hands caressed either side of his face, and slowly, She pulled him down, tilting Her head slightly as their lips met in a soft kiss. His hand came up to rest at Her stomach, sliding his eyes shut and enjoying the feelings coming to him. The kiss soon turned heated as Mistress nibbled upon his lower lip; sensing Her intentions, he shyly opened up for Her, letting Her tongue invade his warm, wet mouth, crying out a bit as he grinded the slightest bit harder against Her. Their mouths melded together as She captured his lips over and over, each time a soft smacking sound left in the wake. Kissing Her was… wonderful. Like Heaven itself. A moan reverberated from Her chest, and he gasped again, bucking his hips this time in response.
"You like that, sweetheart?" She pulled back, breathing hard, "you like it when I make noise, don't you?" Phoenix didn't even have to answer, for She already knew. "So cute… gods, what am I going to do with such an adorable maid?" She continued, before latching Her lips onto his neck, sucking hard. Phoenix grasped at Her hair, leaning his head back to allow more room for Her, still grinding on Her thigh. "Good girl… gonna mark you up, cover your neck… make sure everyone knows this pretty little maid is mine, and mine alone."
Phoenix nodded, whining long at Her words. "I'm yours," he gasped, "all yours, Mistress! Your little maid princess!"
Apparently it's what She wanted to hear, because Mistress groaned, loudly might he add, before lowering Her thigh and pulling back from his neck. He detangled his hand from Her hair, looking down to see Her eyes half-lidded, kiss-swollen lips parted as Her breath heaved from just how turned on She was. It sent a frisson of pleasure down Phoenix's spine.
"Get on the bed," Her voice was husky, dripping with need; Phoenix could feel himself practically gush at that, nodding quickly and, regrettably, lifting himself off Her lap to sit down at the foot of the bed. Mistress approached him, and Phoenix parted his legs to accommodate Her, only for Her to push him down into a lying position, making Her laugh quietly. "That's better… now, be a good girl for me and turn around…" Phoenix obeyed, making Her croon in response, "Good girl! Now… just be patient for me a moment."
He felt Her fingers trace against his covered back, lightly pressured before being taken away again, teasing him. She knew how sensitive he was when aroused like this, and She was taking advantage of it… like any good Mistress would. Finally, though, he heard the zipper being pulled downwards on his dress, and then felt the ribbon around his waist being untied, fingers wiggling in the space between his back and the fabric to make the task easier. The top half of the dress was tugged down.
"Turn again for me, princess?"
Phoenix, ever obedient, did as told; revealing his small tits, his own chest heaving, eager for Mistress' next order. She licked Her lips before leaning down, going right back to Her previous task of marking Her maid up. "So cute," She praised, using a free hand to play with one of his tits, "look at how tiny they are… I've never been able to understand why you don't like them so much," She pinched at his nipple, tugging it and making Phoenix spread his legs even more, letting his head loll back and his eyes slide shut. Fuck, it felt so good; his tits had never been particularly sensetive, but it seemed Mistress could change a few things… he felt floaty, surrounded in estacy as She took Her sweet time with him, trailing bruises down to his chest and eventually taking one of his rosy pink buds into Her mouth, suckling on it.
Phoenix writhed in pleasure, arching his back at the feeling; he simply couldn't take it, Mistress just made him feel so good. He let out a quiet moan, finally , as Her hand played with one tit, Her mouth with the other. It felt so good! But all too soon had it ended, parting from his chest with a kiss… gods, he wanted more, more, but he didn't dare be greedy, didn't dare demand it. He was Mistress', and whatever She decided, was law. Soon, he was zipped back up, the dress pulled back over his torso and the ribbon tied in a beautiful bow at the back.
All of his woes were forgotten in a moment, though, when She brushed Her hand against his crotch, making him cry out in surprise at the feeling, bucking his hips. In compensation for his lack of sensitivity in his chest, it seemed that his crotch more than made up for it; Mistress grinned at that, watching him clutch the bed sheets tightly as he whined continuously.
"Oh, did my little perfect maid like that?" She cooed, "does my maid want Mistress' touch? That's too bad, baby," Her voice was sweet, but Her words mischievous as She stood up. Phoenix kicked his legs, almost as if pouting and lamenting the fact that She wouldn't touch him.
"Did my maid forget who's in charge, here?" Her voice took on a stern edge, Phoenix raising his head in response, suddenly snapping out of it with a gulp. Oh, no… he'd been a bad girl, he'd been bratty… "No words? Mm, you're making me think you want me to turn you over my knee and teach you a lesson… or, better yet, not touch you at all-"
"No!" Phoenix blurted, "no, no, Mistress please, I'm a good girl, I promise! I didn't forget who's in charge, I'm sorry I threw a fit, it won't happen again, madam… please don't leave me like this," he desperately sobbed, sitting up on the bed now; Mistress' arms were crossed, expression unreadable; Her fingers tapped in a rhythm against Her arm, and Phoenix flinched under Her harsh gaze, until She finally relented with an exhale.
"You're lucky I love you, princess," Her voice was soft again, filling Phoenix with relief, "now, if you're really sorry… like I said earlier, you'll pleasure your Mistress first. Isn't that right?" Phoenix nodded, making Her smile. "Good girl. My obedient maid… gods, you make me so wet, sweetheart," Her hand lowered, rubbing against Her crotch this time, sucking in air between Her teeth. "Fuck, baby… mmm, Mistress needs you so bad," She hooked Her thumbs underneath Her panties, dragging them down slowly, teasingly… "Lay back down, princess."
Phoenix obeys, desperate to keep on Her good side; he feels Her become closer, and then hears the bed creak slightly as She straddles his chest, Her dress shedded, leaving Her in just a bra. His gaze wanders down, where Mistress is… pleasing Herself. "Now, tell me… before we go on, what will you do to make me feel good, sweetheart? Hm?" She questioned; Phoenix tried to speak, but he was just so…
"Go on, don't be shy, baby girl," She encouraged, running Her fingers up and down Her folds, and sighing. "tell Mistress what you'll be doing in return." Fuck, the sight of this was just so alluring, and Her words were just enough to finally make him speak… it all spilled out.
"I want to use my mouth like you said earlier, ma'am," he began, feeling his face heat up as he spoke, his breath quicken, "I'll fuck you if you want me to, I'll do anything you want me to, Mistress! I just want to make you cum, ma'am, please," he begged; Mistress' head leaned back again as She rubbed her clit in gentle, fast circles, moaning louder than before. "Fuck, princess! God, that's what I like to hear, yeah…"
She was panting again, as She moved Herself away; She sat further up on the bed, leaning back on Her hands before beckoning Phoenix to approach. Phoenix flipped himself over, shuffling closer to Her, looking up at Her with bright, wide eyes, his hot breath puffing against Her thighs, making them tremble with want, and Her chest heave yet again. Her hand buried itself in his thick, soft hair, humming softly.
"Make Mistress cum first, and then She'll treat you… is that okay, sweetheart?" She asked, and then whispered, "what color, baby girl?"
"Green," Phoenix answers, his eyes still blown wide, "yes, ma'am, I just want my Mistress to feel good…"
"That's what I like to hear," She repeated, "always so eager to please, aren't you? My good little princess, isn't that right?" Her legs spread just the slightest bit more, and he could see Her wetness, "now get to work, maid, and make sure you don't dawdle around… Mistress gets quite impatient when She's horny."
Mistress pushes his head against Her crotch, and just as She demands, he gets straight to work, using his tongue to lap up the slick out of Her hole; he feels Her flutter underneath his tongue as he licks Her clean, tongue laving a trail up to Her clit, and flicking it back and forth in quick strokes. She sighs, and Her hand tightens in his hair, pushing the slightest bit more. "Hmm, fuck… good girl, good girl… yes, you know just how to pleasure your Mistress… god, you're one of the best maids I've ever had..." She praises; he shudders, burying his face so close, his nose presses against Her curls. She strokes his hair, softly moaning with the occasional "good girl", "fuck, princess", "right there" or a combination of the three.
She begins to ride his face, when he's moved on to sucking Her clit; he can feel Her making a mess against his mouth from how horny She is, making sure to suck Her hard. That makes Her cry out in pleasure, tugging at his hair. "Fuck, baby girl! You're doing so good, oh my god don't stop," She groans, "you eat my pussy so good, princess, god… I wish I could just keep my beautiful maid here forever, buried between my legs and treating me like her queen…"
Phoenix pulled back, though, making Her whine at the loss; only for his tongue to lick against Her fluttering hole. She arches Her back in response, gasping as he slowly pushes his tongue inside and begins to fuck Her with it. Her toes curl at the sensation, eyes rolling back as She lets out Her loudest groan yet. "Fuck yes, right there… ooohh, fuck!" Her fingernails scrape against his scalp as he keeps tongue fucking Her; it seemed he had gotten Her close some time ago though, because it wasn't long until She held his face down against Her, rocking Her hips. "Fuck, fuck, fuck fuck fuck, I'm cumming, I'm cumming I'm cumming I'm cumming-! FUUUUUCK YEEEEES~!"
She shouts, riding her sweet release against his face, and he keeps tongue fucking Her though the ride; Mistress keens at that, squirting against his mouth and grinding Her hips up and down against his face, keeping his ministrations up and making him milk every last bit out of Her until She starts to push his face away, running a hand down Her face, breath and chest heaving. Phoenix is panting, too, just from watching Her come undone, and nuzzles up under Her chin as She recovers, making Her laugh softly as Her hand buries itself in his hand again-- this time for a different reason.
"You did so good, baby," She murmurs, leaning up a bit and pressing a kiss to his forehead, "you made me feel so good, I'm so proud of you, you're my good girl no matter what, sweetheart…" Phoenix melted at that, giggling just a little as he pressed a kiss against Her jaw.
Once She regains her breath, though, hand lazily scratching against Phoenix's scalp, his head laid in Her lap, She speaks again. "Baby girl… my sweet little maid, we're not finished here," Mistress gently tugs at his hair, "look at me when I'm speaking to you, princess." Phoenix lifts his head up, tilting it at Her curiously, watching Her smile, hand reaching up to cup his cheek and slide up to scratch behind his ear. "Good girl, my sweet princess. Always so good to me… now, we never fulfilled your end of the bargain, did we, sweetheart?"
"Mistress, I don't mind if I-" Phoenix began, but Mistress would have none of it, shaking Her head. "But I do," She spoke, sweeping some loose hairs behind his ear, "I want my baby girl to get to feel good, too… it makes Mistress happy, and you want to make Mistress happy, don't you?" He nods, hands folded in his lap and smiling. "As I thought. So…"
"Be a dear and go fetch our… box, for me, won't you?" She requested him politely; She watches his eyes brighten, and just like that, he was up and over at the closet, dragging out their box with a puppy-like excitement that made Her chuckle to Herself. Phoenix was just so cute, sometimes. He opened the box, seeing tons upon tons of sex toys inside; they both knew which one they want, though, sifting through it to grab the different dildos, and then the strap-on harness; he carries it back to Her, and Mistress speaks again. "Mm, good girl… Since you've been so good lately, why don't you pick out your favorite one? I want to show you how much I love you."
Phoenix's cheeks go pink as he nods, but he pulls his favorite toy out nonetheless; a huge, purple-and-blue-faded dildo, designed a certain way to hit all the right spots and look absolutely alluring. Wordlessly, he fixes it to the harness, his eyes flickering back up to look at Mistress, still with some of that puppy-like excitement. She beckons him with a finger; he approaches, strap-on in hand.
Mistress takes it, standing up to fasten it to Her hips; Phoenix looks like he could almost start wagging his tail, and it makes Mistress laugh humorously, ruffling his hair as if She were petting a dog. "You're so cute, princess… look at you, you really want me to fuck you this bad, huh? Get the lube, baby girl… we'll need it."
She begins to fasten the harness onto Her hips, just as Phoenix-- with an urgence to his movements-- rifles through their nightstand drawer, looking for the lube. He finds it just as She finishes, presenting it to Her as She strokes Her cock, exhaling softly. Just as Phoenix clambers onto the bed, She shakes her head. "Bad girl! Down," Mistress scolds gently; Phoenix looks at Her, confused, until She points to the box and the mess he made. "You know better than to leave it like that; clean up after yourself, and then you'll get your reward like a good girl."
Phoenix pouts at Her, but cleans it up anyways; he puts all the toys he dragged out back into the box, and then carries it back inside the closet within moments; he shuddered with anticipation as he closed the doors, looking back at Mistress. She's smiling back at him, still stroking Her cock alluringly, and fuck, does it make him drip.
He can't wait to feel that monster inside of him.
"Good girl," She praises, "my obedient maid. I knew I hired you for a reason… go lay down, princess. It's high time you've gotten your reward." Phoenix almost began to, but then thought for a moment, before kneeling down and shaking his head. "What was that, sweetheart? Is there something else you wanted, then?" She asked, and Phoenix nodded, reaching into the pocket of the dress, presenting to Her the collar from earlier, along with a matching leash.
She knows what he wants.
"Oh, princess," She croons, "of course I'll collar you… bow your head down for me, love." Phoenix obeys, baring the back of his neck to Her; She bestows upon him the collar he had presented, making sure it's nice and tight, before hooking on the leash that came with it. Satisfied, Phoenix scurries onto the bed, laying down like he had been asked, and spreading his legs.
"What a pretty maid," Mistress comments, Her fingers tracing patterns on his thigh, "and all for me. All mine, only Mistress may touch you like this, only Mistress may fuck you like this… my pretty, pretty little whore maid." Her hand sneaks upwards, just below the hem of his panties, "and nobody has to know. I'll always keep you here, in my quarters, mine to have fun with and fuck as I please. That's right, princess, you'll be here until I have no use for you any longer. How do you feel about that, love? Always being kept spread open, legs as wide as they can go, always dripping wet and ready for Mistress' cock?"
Phoenix's chest is heaving again at Her words, heated and so unmistakably aroused from them. "Please, madam Mistress! I just want to be Mistress' little toy, always there and ready for Her to fuck whenever She pleases! Wanna be your slutty maid forever…"
Mistress purrs. "Then so it shall be, princess. Now, lift up your pretty skirt for me, so I can pull those panties down and make you feel good…" Phoenix lifts the skirt of the dress again, clutching it tightly; he feels Her slowly sliding them down, the cool air against his soaking wet pussy shocking him. "There we are… there's that pretty, pretty pussy. Let's get it prepared, hmm?"
Mistress teases a finger down his warm folds, and then takes it away; he hears a soft, quiet squirting sound, feeling the cool touch of lube right afterwards. She parts him, and then traces circles right around where he wants it most; his pretty little hole; Phoenix whines at the feeling, making Mistress giggle, until he finally feels Her slide in, giving him relief. "Mmmm, you're even wetter inside… I can't wait to see how easy my cock will slide into you."
Preparing him is a quick process, but feels like forever to him; She eventually slips in two fingers, and then three… he needed four to take his favorite dildo. "'M ready," he whines, pouting, "please, 'm ready for another finger, Mistress! Please, please, please, I want you so bad…!"
Mistress swats his thigh in response. "You will be patient," Mistress hisses, but She adds a fourth finger anyways; it's Phoenix's turn to keen at the feeling. Mistress scissors two fingers at a time, making sure to get him nice and stretched and prepared for Her…
He's ready for Her cock now, they're both sure. She finally pulls Her fingers out, and then grabs the small bottle of lube again, squirting a copious amount onto Her palm, slathering it all over the dildo and watching as Phoenix's mouth falls open. Mistress laughs to Herself. "Good girl, you were so patient… you may have given me bit of a problem towards the end, but you were quick to correct yourself," Mistress grabs his hips, Her cock kissing his entrance. "Now you may have your reward."
With that, She pushes inside of him, quick and strong; air is punched from Phoenix's lungs, making him gasp and arch upwards for a moment, before collapsing onto the bed. She's rough from the beginning, slowly pulling out of him until only the tip resided in him; then, She snaps Her hips, dragging a yp out of Phoenix. Mistress only sighs as She pounds into Her maid effortlessly; Phoenix clutches onto the bed for dear life, screaming his lungs out already from the pleasure. His hips move of their own accord, meeting Mistress' thrust for thrust; he can't get enough of Her cock.
"Fuck, princess," Mistress croons, "you like this, don't you? When Mistress pounds your pussy good and hard? Makes you fucking scream? Dirty fucking slut," She picks up his leash, tugging hard, choking him. "Who does this pussy belong to, huh? Who does it belong to?!" She growls.
"You, Mistress!" Phoenix hoarsely yells, choking on the air restricted by his collar, "my pussy belongs to you! Only you! Only you can pound my pussy like this, fuck!"
"Good girl!" She snaps Her hips harder, shoving his head down into the pillows, "mm, only I get to pound my maid's pussy like this. All mine, for as long as I want! Good girl, you know the answer, don't you?"
The bed rocks loudly with each thrust, headboard knocking against the wall; the only thing to be heard is Phoenix's muffled screams, and his Mistress' loud moans and dirty words. Phoenix's legs are spread wide apart, eyes rolled back and eventually his tongue lolling out; it feels so good he can't even speak, much less make any noise.
"Am I your goddess, baby girl?" Mistress questions, still mercilessly fucking him, "only godesses would treat their maid like this, wouldn't they?" Phoenix nods, head jerking up and down, "m-mhmm~! You're m-my goddess, Mistress! Fu-u-uck, I'm so close, pleaaaaase~!" He begs; Mistress grins and gives it Her all, growling again.
"C'mon, cum for me, slut," She hisses, leaning down into his ear, "squirt all over this cock like a good maid. Yeah, cum for me, bitch, cum for me!" Phoenix fluttered around Her, fucking himself on the strap-on, his cries high-pitched as it came closer, closer, closer-!
"FUCK, MISTRESS!" he shouted, arching his back upwards and holding onto their bed sheets tightly; he could feel himself squirting. "Good girl!" Mistress praised, still fucking him through his orgasm, "yeah, keep going! Keep squirting princess, fuck! Good girl! Oh shit, that's hot… fuck…"
He had no more left to give; Phoenix dropped back down onto the bed, panting fast and hard, Mistress pulling out of him carefully and undoing the harness, tossing it to the side for now. She had more important matters to attend to. Mistress was at his side in a heartbeat, pulling him into Her arms and holding him close; She grabbed the wet cloth from the nightstand, using it to wipe off the sweat on his face and cool him down, then to clean his crotch. There was a basket by their side that She tossed it in; She could just shower later.
Phoenix's eyes blinked open, looking straight up at Her with a smile. Mistress smiled back, pressing a kiss to his forehead; his eyes fluttered shut again with a hum, and he nuzzled up into Her neck, silently.
"How do you feel, sweetheart?" Her voice was whisper-soft as She stroked Phoenix's hair, who yawned and mumbled tiredly. "Mmm… 't was good. I really needed that," he looked up at Her, "thanks, Thalassa. You… you always know how to treat me."
He teared up a little.
"You always have." He thought about all those times where she was there for him whenever he needed it, about all those times she was so supportive of him-- and not just because he was raising her daughter, but because… because she actually loved him. It was weird, at first, dating his daughter's mother. Especially after Zak's passing, but… they'd found a way, and now neither of them had to worry about taking Trucy away from either parent, nor her growing up without a mother or father.
He wondered how different it would've been had he met her any later.
"Like a decent human being?" she replied, "here. Drink some water, love," Thalassa continued, grabbing the water bottle from the nightstand; it was ice-cold, refreshing, which Phoenix appreciated, and while he chugged that, she undid the zipper on the maid's dress, as well as the apron, gently pulling it off of him, along with the heels, stockings and panties; then came the collar and leash, and headband. She shed her own bra, throwing everything to the side for now in lieu of holding Phoenix as close as she could.
"I love you, princess," she muttered, gently nudging Phoenix's head towards her chest after taking the water once he'd had enough, "get some sleep, okay?"
Phoenix just nodded, rubbing his eyes and nuzzling further into her breasts; she giggled softly at his scratchy stubble tickling her, but sighed as she buried his nose into his hair, closing her eyes and rubbing his back, drifting off herself.