Nimbus's hold on Hythlodaeus's hips were like iron and though they could feel the man's muscles strain to move, they kept him in place with little visible effort. They took extra care not to grip or squeeze too hard though, not wanting to bruise or cause injury with their enhanced strength.

They thoroughly enjoyed feeling his thighs quiver with their ministrations and the noises he was making was hot enough that they could probably get off on that alone. It was hard enough to resist jerking themself off while doing this or with their hands currently busy, simply trying to rub themself against the mossy ground beneath them with a desperate need for friction. It was a pity they didn't have the hair that they used to before becoming a Cloud Strider, because having it yanked while doing this would have been great too.

With a low muffled groan that vibrated in their throat and chest, Nimbus finally sank down and took Hythlodaeus completely in their mouth until they were resting against their body. Founders, not only were they so hard it hurt, they were dripping wet too. It wasn't often that they craved having something enter them, but they definitely wanted to be filled with something.

After a few moments to relax, they drew up on Hythlodaeus's cock until he was almost all out before sinking down completely again with another soft groan. Only then, did they relax their hold on his hips so that he could move if he wanted. Nimbus probably would have said something teasing or simply requested that he fuck their brains out. Either way, their mouth was too busy.