Neon Ruin: II. Collapse

She thought the tease was cruel.

She had no idea.

One brutal thrust—deep, sudden, perfect—and the denial finally breaks.

She comes instantly—hard, helpless—walls spasming around him like they're trying to trap forever.

Then he rips it out.

The emptiness hits worse than before.

She sobs.

She flails.

She begs.

He gives it back—pounds her from behind—drives her to ecstasy again.

Only to pull out and spill across her skin.

Wasted.

Denied.

She cries for the heat inside—the throb against her walls—the fill she was promised.

But he leaves her ruined.

Leaking.

Broken.

Dark. Possessive. Merciless.

This is not release.

This is collapse.

Warning: Explicit content. Intense power exchange, prolonged denial, and raw torment. 18+ only.

Neon Ruin II. Collapse

The fall begins.