Advent calendar: Day 4. Snow Elemental

Snow elemental x fem!reader || temperature play, special peen, groping, dirty talk (light), praise kink

You’ve been dating a snow elemental for a couple months when you feel like it’s time for you to get to the next level. You’ve been dying to suck his dick for the past week, and he’s been giving you excuses and leaving early every time you hang out. You are a bit desperate, and you can’t keep fucking your dildo as if its his dick. You don’t want a plastic substitute anymore.

But all starts to make a bit more sense when next time you are making out on his sofa, you start grinding against his dick and he moans brokenly. You lower your hand, more than ready to touch him, when he stops you and pulls away from the kiss. He looks concerned, and that makes you worried. He gets up and you follow, staring into each other in what feels like a pivotal movement in your relationship.

“I have something to tell you,” he says, his tone suddenly too serious. Nerves flutter in your tummy as you fear the worst.

“What?” You ask him, worried and confused by the sudden stop of your horny activities. Your pussy is still wet and you are more than needy.

But then he says: “My dick... It’s not like human dicks.”

“What do you mean?” You question, blinking slowly and trying not to react at his words.

“You know I’m an elemental and I… Other parts of me can become human-ish, but this… My dick can’t. It’s special.” He sounds worried, as if it’s been a deal breaker before, and that makes you mad at his behalf.

“Show me.” Interest and curiosity picking inside of you until you are almost vibrating. Does that mean you get to see his dick? Goddess, you hope it does.

“Are you sure?” You nod, curiosity and anticipation fighting a battle inside of you. “Okay… I- My last human girlfriend… She didn’t like it.” He confirms your suspicions. “And it’s okay. We can find other ways if you dislike it, okay?” You nod again, confused at his nerves. How weird can it be? He lowers his pants and it takes a second for you to understand what you are looking at.

Well… it is weird.

You stare for a few seconds, and then you let out in a choked breath: “An icicle?”

“Ye-yes. Do you… Do you dislike it?” His voice is so vulnerable you want to hug him. But seeing him all hard and a pearl of… snow (?) on the tip of his dick gives you a better idea. You are dying to taste that.

You don’t give him enough time to react before you are pushing him back onto the sofa and dropping to your knees in front of him. You launch for his dick like the desperate human you are and he lets out the most guttural moan when your hot mouth wraps around his cold shaft. You are almost worried he’s literally going to melt, but he’s not.

He’s only moaning over you as his hands find your hair and he starts to move his hips in and out of your mouth in short thrusts. He’s praising your mouth, your face, everything about you as he loses his mind. It’s amazing to be the one bringing him so much pleasure he forgot everything about his self-doubt, his hips thrusting faster and harder against your greedy mouth as you slurp around the snowy precum he’s letting out. You groan around him and he screams your name.

“I can’t- I can’t hold back much longer. Oh fuck, your mouth…” He says it like a prayer and you feel so powerful you look up at him just in time to see his snow-white face start fuming as he blushes and starts to come in your mouth.

It tastes almost like ice cream, the ones they scrap the ice and add some syrup on top, and it’s fucking delicious. You slurp around him until he’s dry and you pull back, smiling at him as you lick your lips trying to get a last taste of him.

“Come here,” he pleads.

His voice is low and you can see the evaporation leaving his head as a tiny cloud. You are always amazed at his powers, but that one makes you want to giggle because he’s so cute when he’s so horny there’s literal clouds on top of his head.

You sit on his lap and feel his dick twitching, getting hard again. “Already?” You ask, surprised. Your pussy is already tingling by the idea of him fucking you.

“Why, my lovely little human, do you want to be fucked by a snow elemental?” You nod eagerly, circling your hips over his icicle until you are panting. “You were so good, your mouth felt like paradise around me,” he whispers against your ear, his fingers traveling down until they slip inside your dripping panties. His fingers are always so cold you shiver, but it feels like melting as soon as he touches your clit. “Such a wet little pussy for me, you are so good,” he keeps talking. You are gasping for breath, your brain fuzzy with desire as he touches your hot center.

You expected a lot of sexy things, but you weren’t expecting him to rip off a hole in your crotch until your pussy is bare to his eyes. You gasp, but he wastes no time in positioning himself, impaling his icicle in you in one long thrust as he grabs your hips and starts helping you ride him.

You bounce on his dick like a rodeo rider, throwing your head back and enjoying (finally) the pleasure of having him inside of you. It’s even better than you expected, his icicle feels cold and slippery inside of you, but so great and ridged it’s driving you to another dimension entirely.

It’s fast and hard, and exhilarating. It’s like nothing you’ve ever felt before and the most amazing at the same time. It’s completely new and hot and cold and your brain is melting (which is ironic seeing as you have an ice dick in your pussy). He’s grunting every time your bottom hits his lap, and when your legs start getting weak, he starts thrusting up at the same time as he helps you move your hips.

“Come on gorgeous, come for me. Let me feel how good your pussy feels against my ice…” His words resonate inside your brain like a weird pull, drawing your pleasure to the peak and making you convulse around him as he screams your name.

You come at the same time, and you can feel the snow filling your pussy to the brim as he comes and comes and comes… You feel about to burst, as he sags against the sofa, your body pressed against his cold front, making your overheated body calm down a bit.

“I guess you did like my dick,” he says with a chuckle, making you laugh against his neck.

“You can say that,” you respond, amused.