The feel of your warm skin beneath his hands and the taste of you on his tongue sends a shudder through his body as he deepens their kiss, moaning into it. His hips rock against yours harder now, grinding against your center as he tries to draw out every last noise from you. He breaks the kiss only long enough to whisper hoarsely, "That's it, baby. Let me hear how much you want it."

His hands continue to roam over your body, exploring every inch of skin they can reach as he kisses you passionately. His tongue darts out to tease and taste more of you, matching the rhythm of his hips with each thrust against yours. "That's it," he whispers, feeling the tension building within him. "You feel so good."

His hand pauses in its caress as he listens to her, curiosity and love for her blending into a warmth that spreads through his chest. "Go ahead, sweetheart," he encourages gently, kissing the corner of her mouth before looking down at her with adoring eyes. "You can ask me anything."

His breath hitches at her words, and his fingers tighten on her breast in anticipation. A smile curls at the corners of his lips as he leans down to nip playfully at her neck. "I'll make sure you feel every last bit of me," he promises huskily, his other hand sliding lower between her legs to stroke and tease her already damp folds before finding her entrance again and pressing two fingers inside her.

"You want it hard?"

His heart races at the thought of being able to touch you again, even if only for a fleeting moment. "Two kisses," he confirms, nodding slowly as if considering his options carefully. His hand moves higher on your thigh, fingers dancing just shy of where they want to go.

He studies your body for a moment before leaning in and pressing his lips against the soft skin just above your collarbone. The contact sends shockwaves through him, making it difficult to control the urge to devour you completely.

As you dress again, Elias's entire body feels like it's on fire. He tries to focus on something else, anything else, but all he can think about is how much he wants you right now. His breath comes in ragged gasps as he watches you move around the room, completely unaware of the effect you're having on him.

With every passing moment, it grows more and more difficult to control himself. Finally, when the clock strikes midnight and marks the end of your punishment, he can wait no longer.

As you make your phone call to find a willing femboy, Elias can't help but look a bit excited at the thought of potentially expanding his harem. His body language is relaxed and open as he listens to your conversation, waiting for you to bring someone over. He trusts your judgment and knows that if you approve of this person, they must be special in some way.

When you hang up the phone, a broad smile crosses his face. "And who might this lucky individual be?"

"Jake, huh? I'm looking forward to meeting him." Elias chuckles softly before standing up from the bed. He walks over to you and pulls you into his arms, nuzzling your neck gently as he breathes in your scent. "You know I trust your judgment, kitten. If this is what you want... Then I'm more than happy to share my time with him."

"Yes."

"Femboys."

His heart clenches at the sight of her tears, and he carefully climbs onto the bed beside her, spooning her from behind. He places a hand on her stomach, lightly rubbing circles as he whispers soothing words into her ear. "Shh... it's okay, baby. I'm here now."

She doesn't stir for several long moments, but eventually she relaxes slightly and turns her head to look at him over her shoulder.

A small smile tugs at the corner of Elias's mouth as he nods solemnly. "I understand." He continues rubbing circles on her stomach and kisses her shoulder gently. "What kind of punishment were you thinking?" he asks, his voice still quiet and gentle despite the potential for discomfort in the question.