"Really?" he asks, slowing his thrusts a little.
"Yes! Absolutely, there totally are, I'm sure," holy shit, is he really falling for that?
"Huh. Interesting," he punctuates his statement with a rough thrust that grinds me back against the corner of the slab, causing a shiver to rush through me.
I want to point out how he's still going, even though he established that I could burst into flames at any moment, but I get distracted by the slab once more.
"Well it's a good thing that you've conquered death, so we don't have to worry about you dying from denial," he entwines his fingers with mine from behind, still holding my hands in place, "We can always just bring you back."
"I'm the only one qualified to do- Mph!" I somehow manage to choke a bit from having my ass occupied, "I'm the only one that can do that!"
"Nonsense, we have Iga!" he laughs, "In addition to providing me with pussy, she can also reanimate my girlfriend. I'm glad you hired her."
"That's ridiculous, Eli, there's no way Iga can do that without me!" I do manage to start grinding more against the slab, but it's still not quite enough.
"What, she can't follow your notes? And here I thought you were so fastidious in your record keeping, like a good scientist," he grunts in between statements, "See, this is why you have to be an anal only girl from now on. Slacking in your science."
"It's not a matter of how good my notes are..." I turn my head back as much as I can, "The hell do you mean 'from now on'?!"
He laughs and reaches down to scoop me up and pull me against him. He releases my hands, but unfortunately still manages to pin my arms to my chest, so that I'm not free to move them.
"I'm just teasing, babe," he whispers, and kisses my neck, "I wasn't just saying it, you're a great fuck when you're all pent up like this. So maybe I'll just keep you anal only for a few years."
"Think you're funny, don't you?" I grumble at him.
"Pretty much. You'll laugh later. And besides, it takes a lot of focus to be this amazing, how many guys can make jokes when the world's most brilliant scientist is strangling their cock like a bench vise?" he moans and presses my own hands to my own breasts.
"You're just trying to butter me up with that talk," I squeak out, his thrusts getting deeper.
"Trying, but not -quite- there yet," he shifts positions and angles my pussy right at the corner of the slab, starting to pound me right against.
"...Fuck, baby," I moan, pushing my clit against that stone corner each time he shoves his cock into me.
"See, it's not all bad, being my little anal slut, is it?" he whispsers.
"N-no... no it's not..." I swallow hard.
"You love to take it up the ass, knowing other girls get my cock in their tight little pussies," he licks at my ear.
Part of me wants to pause and argue that, but I'm stuck in the moment, and quite frankly, hearing it makes my clit throb, "Fuck yes, baby. Fuck... I'm almost there."
No sooner do I announce how close I am, then he goes over the edge. I feel him throb in me, like he'll swell and tear me apart, as he empties himself in me. I approach that crest of pleasure, myself.
And then the doorbell rings.
Toccata and Fugue in D Minor is a weird choice for a doorbell chime, now that I think of it. And it completely breaks my concentration. Once I regain my composure, he's finished cumming into me, and he pulls out.
"Baby!" I cry out as he takes away his beautiful cock, leaving my body feeling empty and aching.
"Hm?" he says, all too casually.
"But! You didn't finish!"
"Really? What's leaking down your thighs, then?" he zips up his pants.
"I mean me!" I shout, frustrated.
"I never said I was going to make you cum. What kind of anal slut gets to cum whenever she wants to? That's just silly," he laughs, "If you're really that desperate, you're free to finish on your own. I won't stop you."
I nearly scream, "You're just fucking with me!"
"I sure am, baby," he leans in and kisses me, "I've got to go grab the door, we can't have Eve answering it to strangers, now can we?"