((Have your first written smut. This blog is stupid.))
Music drifted in the eaves of the building as Kanuyo slunk to the side of the dance floor, his previous dance partner having ditched him for someone who was paying closer fucking attention to the dancing part of this entire fucking event. His attention, for the past few songs, had been directed across the room at his 'date,' watching as Tavina pressed and physically flirted with several other dancers, and... shit. He felt sick. Some gross fucking knot in his stomach. Maybe it was the sopor mixed with the punch that had gotten him in; gotten him feeling like he was biting something bitter. He shoved a cupcake in his mouth and ungracefully wiped off any access frosting on his sleeve, coughing lightly under his breath. The reason these fucking events happened was to meet a bunch of assholes. It probably didn't even have anything to do with who someone showed up with. Fuck. Kanuyo crossed back onto the dancefloor, eyes narrowed as he set a hand on the shoulder of the partner who was currently grinding their body against Tavina. His fangs showed in a strained smile as he gave the troll a slight jerk, his stare resting on the only troll who could probably convince him to come to a shitfest like this. "hhey tits. mmind if i butt in? aas official date im gonna have to fucking claim some dance time. aas a fucking rule of date shit."
 The party was more fun than she had been expecting, even with the presence of a strange and uncomortable man with a cue ball for a head and a giant eye painted over where a face would be on anyone normal walking around asking for dances. She strayed far from him, was asked to dance by a ew people and most everyone was inclined to press against her, get their hands on her, grind to the beat with her and she was fine with that. Kanuyo was likely off doing the same thing. About several dances in, though, suddenly she found her partner being pulled away from her and she opened her eyes to find Kanuyo standing there, pushing them away, asking to cut in and she glanced at the other troll for a moment, found she really didn't give a shit and grinned up at him, shrugging, "SURE FUCK1NG TH1NG." Taking his hands, she pulled him in and the troll she had been dancing with slinked away into the crowd.
 Stumbling forward, Kanuyo hadn't been expecting to be jerked in so suddenly. He certainly wasn't fucking complaining, and he moved in closer once he'd found his footing, ears turning a darker shade of jade as he rested his hands on Tavina's sides automatically. A stupid throb of satisfaction rose in his throat when he realized he was the one dancing with her now, and everyone else could fuck off for all he cared. His smile stretched wider, a fang poking out as he moved clumsily with Tavina, only managing to dance by following her movements. It was pretty fucking obvious he hadn't been made for dancing. "tthink we fucked some assholes over with that punch thing," he lowered his voice and laughed in a rumble, his own head spinning slightly from the sopor-infused punch, but he obviously was better off than some of the shitheads who'd ended up puking or having to sit down.
 For a moment she worried that Kanuyo was going to lose his footing and topple over where he stood, but he seemed to catch his balance wel enough and soon they were rocking to the beat of the song, something without words but with a really heavy beat and her hips swayed. It was obvious that he was only following her movements as he tried to dance, himself and a small smile tugged at her lips as she watched him move with her, her hands finding his hips and guiding them into a more graceful swing against hers. "THAT WAS THE PO1NT, WASN'T 1T? WHAT'S A DANCE W1THOUT SOME MAYHEM?" And she reached up, unbuttoning her hoodie from around her horns and letting it fall around her shoulders. She'd had it down earlier when spiking the punch with Kanuyo but had pulled it back up again to dance. Now that she was back with him though, it felt like the thing to do. The song ended and another came on, making Tavina's face light with amusement and she turned bumping her hip to Kan's as the singer's bubbly voice filled the room.
 It was probably the sopor making his face so fucking hot. Yeah. It couldn't be the feeling of Tavina's hands on his hips, moving him with her in a more than familiar way. That was stupid. Who blushed at a fucking dance, anyway. Kanuyo snickered at Tavina's words, caught for a moment by the sight of her hood falling around her shoulders as her puffy hair became visible. Fuck. "ddance without some fucking mayhem sounds boring as fuck. llike i thought how dances were supposed to be." Kanuyo's eyes swiveled up and off to the side as some irritating-as-fuck song came on and he wanted to ask the DJ what kind of anime fuck had requested this shit song, but it was lighting up Tavina's face. He guessed it wasn't that bad. Smirking, he bumped his hip back against Tavina's soft one, watching her short skirt billow around her upper thighs and fuck he hoped his face wasn't as flushed as it felt.
 "THEY'RE NORMALLY BOR1NG AS SH1T. TH1S ONE ONLY TURNED OUT GOOD BECAUSE YOU AND 1 SHOWED THE FUCK UP, FOR ONCE." She winked at him. Her eyes were still on Kanuyo, looking over her shoulder at him as she bumped her hip to his and he didn't seem to like the song as much as she did, but she was determined to make him more aware of the reality that the song was great, simply because it was so shitty. "NA, NA, NA, NA, NA," she sang along with it and then she was pulling herself in front of him again and she had absolutely no doubt that he was still watching her skirt as she bent over at the waist, hands finding her knees as she bumped back against him.
 Kanuyo cracked a smile at Tavina's comment, knowing pretty fucking well that he never would have gone to this dance if Tavina hadn't confused his words and thought he'd wanted to go. He didn't want to tell her that this was the first dance he'd gone to. Either because he hadn't worked up the nerve, or because he'd always considered them a huge fucking waste of time. Tavina was singing along to the shitty lyrics and he snorted softly, she was a huge fucking dork sometimes. He ended up pausing in place as Tavina moved, unsure what she was doing until her ass met his hips and his face turned a deep shade of jade - the color running obviously over his cheeks and ears. He made an awkward sound, entirely unsure what the fuck to do and incredibly hypnotized by the bouncing ass in front of him and the billowing skirt. His hands ended up finding her hips, helping to hold her steady as she ground back against him, smiling sheepishly before he cracked a stupidly thrilled grin because holy shit this was happening. He was at some shitty dance and a hot babe was totally grinding on him. Eyes lidded with sopor-induced giddiness, he rocked against her, biting his lip because holy shit this was hot.
 "KAN," Tav squeaked as his hands found her hips and he bounced with her, still moving with the beat of the song but she stood up straight, hands coming up either side of her head, face brown and her eyebrows furrowed as she laughed. "YOU'RE A FUCK1NG 1D1OT!" She yelled above the music, still laughing and her hands reached behind her, sliding in either side of his neck, snaking up into his hair and she swiveled her hips as well as she could manage, her skirt getting all bunched up and messy with their movements, the stupid song only making her feel more giddy and happy and it was almost impossible not to have fun with Kan.
 "sshouldve fucking thought about that before bringing me to a dance," Kanuyo played back, having enjoyed that squeak way too fucking much. If there was one thing that he enjoyed, it was making Tavina flustered. She did it all the time with him. Payback was sweet, even if it was short lived. He continued to move with her as she straightened up, and as her fingers secured themselves in his hair. Kanuyo slid his hands around to the front of her hips, gripping at her upper thighs as their bodies moved together, all of this getting way too fucking hot way too fucking quickly. His face moved to press against the back of her head, his nose pushing against her ear as he growled softly, trying to bite back the impending boner that was going to make itself pretty fucking impossible to ignore if they kept this up.
 Her grip on his hair tightened as she heard that growl and it sounded too good breathed against her ear. Biting her lip, the corners of her mouth tugging upward, she let out another, more breathless little laugh and gave a good little circle of her hips back against his, her hands sliding down across his shoulders, pulling away from him again and she spun around, away from him only to come right back again, coming face to face with him. It was harder for him to fuck with her when she was facing him, she knew that well enough. Hands found his forearms and gripped at the stupid, fluffy fabric of his costume. "CAN'T YOU STOP BE1NG HOT TRASH FOR TWO FUCK1NG M1NUTES?" But she pressed forward against him anyway, breast squishing against his chest and of course she hadn't worn a bra. Who needed that uncomfortable shit happening while trying to dance? Not Tavina fucking Nitram, that's who.
 A distinct throb made itself known as Kanuyo heard the breathiness in Tavina's tone, his own breath hitching as she ground back against him and he puffed through his nose because hot fucking damn her body felt so good. Fuck everyone else in the room, he had the hottest date. Kanuyo's hold on Tavina loosened as she spun around, slid down her back and firmed itself again just above her ass when she pressed to insistently against him. "ccant stop, yyou dressed me this way. nnow you gotta fucking deal with it, bbabe." Her chest was squished against him and holy shit, her costume seemed fucking built for easy access. He snapped his fangs close to her face, eyes narrowed teasingly as he slid one hand down to cup at her ass.
 A low, menacing growl worked itself up at the back of her throat as Kanuyo snapped at her that way and she closed her eyes as she felt his hand slip down to her ass, grotting her teeth together and they were out in the open in the middle of a dancefloor for fuck's sake. Hands sliding down from his forearms, she purred mischievously as she took hold of his hands and began walking backwards, leading him out of the throng of people and towards the exit. There was a cleaning closet just down the hall, she knew, that would serve their purpose just fine. It wasn't far, but she still pulled him up, perking herself up on her tiptoes to kiss him the moment they were out of the packed stadium.
 Kanuyo answered Tavina's growl with one of his own, fangs parting as the sound rumbled past them and his head was buzzing with the sound of her voice and the tingle of sopor. He felt really fucking good. A lot more good than he should feel in a crowded room. His eyes widened as Tavina purred as she did, taking in the look on her face and he was entirely hers, following along after her with a toothy grin and an intrigued eagerness in his eyes. He didn't know where she was leading him, but he had a pretty good fucking idea what those sounds meant. He paused when her lips suddenly settled on his, caught off guard for only a moment before he lidded his eyes and pressed back, letting his fangs run harmlessly over her lower lip as he rumbled out her name. "ttav.."
 "AAH... FUCK, NOT YET," she purred against his lips, feeling a wonderful little shiver go down her spine at the sound of his rumbling, slowly getting used to the sound and it was strange because he'd only started making it a little while back. She liked, it though. Fuck, did she like it. "YOU... USELESS P1ECE OF..." And she didn't finish, instead pulling him more insistently down the hall and she turned so her back was pressed against the storage closet door when they reached it, hand grasping at the knob, turning it, a pleased little gasp leaving her as it clicked open easily and she opened it, pulling Kanuyo inside. The room was small, with shelves lining the walls and not very much space to stand in, but that shouldn't be a huge problem. She closed the door, turned again to face Kanuyo and her back was against the door again. It was dark and she squinted as her eyes adjusted to the lack of light, smiling when his features came into sight again and her voice sounded breathless as she whispered, "HEY."
 A stupid smirk bent onto Kanuyo's features as Tavina told him to calm the fuck down, laughing deep and husky in his throat as he stumbled after her more forceful tugging. And here he thought he'd be the one to snap first when they both ended up needy and needing the time alone. He snickered at her words, lumbered along after her like a tall scruffily baby barkbeast and he felt his pusher pound as he slipped into the closet with her, keeping his hands grasping hers as darkness swallowed them up. The slow adjustment of his vision to the gloom brought Tavina's face into view before him, her features dimly lit by the light that was filtering in through the crack in the door, and he lidded his eyes at her breathless greeting. As if they'd lost each other and had just found each other again. "hhi," he rumbled in response, his arms curling around her waist as he pulled her body against his, leaning down to bump his nose against hers. "wwonder what else we could do to get in trouble tonight," he laughed under his breath, lips sliding back to reveal a toothy grin and two large fangs that glinted in the dark.
 The moment the word left her lips, Kanuyo's face seemed to light up, and not in the way a face would usually light up. It was small, in the heaviness of his eyelids and the upward tug of the corners of his mouth. His rumbling voice made her knees weak and she closed her eyes for a moment, breathing slowly as he pulled her tight to him, his nose bumping to hers. His laughter reverberated throughout her body and she felt a throb between her legs. Her eyes were open again, he was baring his fangs, it was beautiful. She didn't hate him, but she couldn't let him go either. "SHUT THE FUCK UP AND K1SS ME, MARYAM." The words were snarled to him, loud and halfhearted and she crashed her mouth to his, heavy breaths mixing with his own and her hands slid up around his neck, found a place in his hair and grabbed handfuls of his locks and it felt wrong to be handling him so roughly as she pulled him in, feeling her back hit the door again from the force with which she yanked him.
 Shut the fuck up and kiss her. Kanuyo could do that. Hell, she didn't need to tell him twice. The snarl in her tone told him that Tavina Nitram wanted to fuck him in the closet as much as he wanted to fuck her in the closet. He tilted his head, locking his lips against hers the moment her mouth found his and his pan was spinning, his entire body was lit with heat as he arched against her to keep her pressed firmly against the door as their breathing turned labored and fast. A growl resonated in his throat, tied into his desire as his hands squeezed at her sides and felt the shape of her body through her costume. God, she was so sexy. He could swallow every ounce of her brown and never have enough. There was a sudden desperation in their movements, as if they'd realized at the same time they couldn't get enough of the other. Nipping at her lips, a groan worked its way from Kanuyo's mouth, grinding lightly against her because god he needed her, and there wasn't any reason why he shouldn't show it. He wanted to rub her raw. He wanted to drain them both. Fuck.
 With that one quick movement, that grabbing and pulling of Kanuyo's body against hers, they both crumbled into a mess of heat and want and need. She whimpered as she kissed him, opening her mouth against his and tasting his tongue as it curled together with her own and the press of his body only made her keen into it, pushing herself up onto her tiptoes and her hips pressed forward, returned the grind of his own as she gasped and whimpered into his mouth. Sliding her hands upward, she knocked the stupid lid off of his head, freeing more of his hair for her and she was groaning into his mouth, "NOW, NOW," because she couldn't possibly have him soon enough.
 The returned grind caused shocks of pleasure to throb through Kanuyo's system, causing his breathing to take on a growling, snarling edge with every breath he took. It was like his body had caught fire and there was only one sure fucking way to put it out. His tongue tangled against hers as their bodies squirmed together, as wild as two growlbeasts in heat, the tiny space of the closet already feeling too fucking hot and it only caused the haze in his head to thicken. The clatter of the trash can lid hitting the floor made Kanuyo gasp, but it hardly drew his attention away from the body in his arms, the hands tugging at his hair creating throbs along his scalp but god, it only made him want her to pull it more. Her words increased in haste, made Kanuyo gasp and shudder as his hands slid down, pushing up under her skirt as his hands took ahold of her upper thighs and spread her legs, gritting his teeth as his thumbs curled up under the thin fabric of her panties and began to guide them downward. "ook... ook, sshit.."
 Tavina didn't pay any mind to the crash that came with the lid hitting the floor, too caught up in Kanuyo, engulfed in his breath and his heat and his pleasure and she let her head fall back against the door as she felt him shudder against her, his hands pushing up under her skirt and she closed her eyes, trying to control her breathing and squirming against the door as she felt the fabric of her panties slipping down her legs, her stockings staying up and Kan's hands felt so good on her skin, even through the thin fabric. She pressed her thighs together, stopping him before he could get them down any further, curling her fingers around his horns and pushing his head down, trying to force him to his knees. "NO, HERE," she growled, urging him to get under her skirt. She'd worn the cutest panties for him. He needed to see them.
 Heated fangs fell to Tavina's throat as Kanuyo felt the fabric of her panties slipping down, sucking against her skin and forming marks against the gray. His tongue pushed against the underside of her jaw, felt her pulse flutter against his mouth as her pusher quickened and he grew more breathy. A grunt escaped his mouth when he felt Tavina pulling her legs together, preventing him from slipping the fabric any further over her hips, and he felt the forceful nudge against his horns; heard her command in the dark and for a moment he resisted. His jaw jerked open and he growled, roughly gripping her hips and clicking his fangs together before he slowly, willingly, slid to his knees in front of her. He could feel the discomfort in his pants and he gritted his teeth for a moment, breathing heavily as his hands slowly released her panties and instead went for the fabric of her skirt, sliding it upward and his breath hitched at the sight of the lacy material that hugged her hips. His mouth watered. His eyes swiveled up to glance at her before he nuzzled his face up under her skirt - his hands pushing her panties back into place as he breathed hotly against her inner thighs. He dragged his tongue along the rim of her panties just beneath her belly, pushed his lips against her crotch and exhaled slowly, pushing his breath through the fabric where she could feel it. Kanuyo's hands fastened themselves on her hips, his thumbs toying with the sides of her panties as her scent became overwhelming. "hhhrrhh~"
 Her breath hitched, followed by a low growl as he gripped harder at her hips, working up into an outright snarl as he clicked his teeth in her face, hands squeezing harder at his horns and yanking him down more forcefully. There was no fucking way he didnât want to do this, if he didnât he would have said something, it was stupid for him to keep pretending that he didnât like being dominated, they had fucked too many times before for that façade to work with her anymore. It didnât mean anything to keep dominance anyway, they didnât hate each other no matter how hard they tried to keep up that game of pretend. Sure enough he was on his knees a moment later, pushing up the fabric of her skirt and her hands slid down into his hair, opening her eyes just enough to glance down at him when she heard him gasp and she hadnât been expecting it but in that little glance, their eyes met. His looked dark, hungry in a way she wasnât used to but it looked so delicious in what little light shone through under the door and she bit her lip as she closed her eyes again, feeling him nudge his head up under her skirt, waiting for him to slide her panties down the rest of the way and not getting what she expected. As he pushed them back up, she opened her mouth to protest only to clamp her jaw shut again at the feeling of his tongue on her lower belly, meeting her skin so perfectly. She was panting harder, squirming where she stood, hands scrabbling at the door as he breathed hotly against her nook and it was enough to have her bulge slowly pushing out of its sheath, more than happy to oblige his attention.
 Soft rumbles of desire broke past Kanuyo's lips, his brows furrowed in an oddly concentrated expression as he slid his thumbs beneath her panties, working his touch over her hips and closer to her crotch, but never close enough to dip into the slickness he was causing her to make; the strong-scented, mouth-watering slickness. Salivating heavily, Kanuyo slid his tongue over his lips, her squirming only exciting him further and his initial urge to fuck Tavina as quickly and wildly as possible dwindled into the overwhelming need to taste her. He could feel her bulge nudging against the restricting panties, staining the lacy material brown and Kanuyo tilted his head to the side to trace her squirming shape with his lips - sliding from tip to base through the fabric. No matter how experienced Tavina seemed to be, Kanuyo had begun to notice how much the sensations of his tongue between her legs seemed to catch her off guard. She hadn't been used to this before him. And fucking perhaps, out of everyone who she'd fucked and forgotten, he'd stand out for this one fucking thing - and god, did he enjoy it. The material of her skirt bunched up around his head and horns as he scraped his fangs against her inner thigh, moving them up to bite along her hips as he slowly began to work the material of her panties down again; teasing but not yet exposing her. Every second he kept her waiting was an increase in sensitivity. Every tease was making her a little hotter, a little wetter, and a little more prepared for him. It wasn't until he felt her brown leaking around the sides of her panties that he jerked them down suddenly, pushing his lips right up against her nook and gathering a mouthful of brown, swallowing and groaning softly as he pushed his tongue from her nook to the base of her bulge and back, squirming and stroking; milking out her taste. She was so delicious.
 Fingers curled against the wood of the door, nails scratching and leaving little grooves in the surface as Kanuyo rubbed his thumbs against her skin, coming so close to her waiting nook but not quite giving her what she needed and she hadnât been planning for this when sheâd yanked him down, had only wanted him to take a moment and appreciate the light black lace she had taken care to slip into, knowing that he would be lifting her skirt at some point during the evening. But of course he was pressing his face between her legs now, she was foolish to think it would end up any other way. She bit her lip, closing her eyes, breathing evenly and every brush of his lips, every touch of his thumbs, every breath against her nook and her bulge had her aching for more, trembling with pleasure against the door, brown dripping down her thighs. The smallest, most surprised sounding gasp was forced out of her as suddenly his lips turned into the light pricking of fangs against her thigh and she tried to catch herself, growling very smally before letting it go completely. Her head tilted back against the door as she moaned openly, getting splinters under her nails and pulling her hands away in favor of grabbing at her skirt, bunching it up in her hands and holding it up out of his way. Her knees were shaking, she was having trouble staying standing. âFUCK⌠KANâŚâ And just like that her panties were off, Kanâs mouth finally coming to her nook, no fabric (no matter how thin) separating his tongue from her skin and her jaw dropped open in a wide smile as she tugged at his hair, pressing her hips forward against his mouth. âOH, OH FUCK!â His tongue was magic, his moaning way too tempting but she wouldnât dare stop this in favor of fucking him into the floorboards.
 Had Kanuyo been a troll who could handle more than one task at a time, he might've been able to juggle his desire with the sight of Tavina's tantalizing lace. He might have been able to pull her down with him, push her up against the door and pound her against the surface with his hips - make some kind of god damn effort to be dominant, for fucks sake. Now, he was caught sliding his tongue along her thighs, collecting any drops of brown before they could hit the floor. He was growling and hungry for her taste and she was like a dripping creamtreat that was melting too quickly. Her moans almost hurt, he could feel himself getting more excited with every movement she made - fuck she was trembling against his hands, her hips were rolling against his mouth and everything was so hot and fucking blurry and maybe he shouldn't have had so much of that fucking punch. "ttthhvvv.." he rumbled deep in his throat, hands guiding her panties down her legs as he pushed his tongue against her movements, squirming against her nook and sucking against the base of her bulge. His face was a dark shade of jade as his hands returned to her hips, felt her hands gripping his hair so tightly and he opened his mouth, fangs glinting in the dark as he slid a long lick from the base of her bulge to the top, stopping at the tip to suck and let the squirming appendage curl around his tongue, dripping more brown between his lips and it was dripping out the side of his mouth with jade-tinted drool. He was no longer showing any resistance to her tugs; she wanted to fuck his face, and he was more than fucking willing to let that happen.
 Kanuyo had been the only mouth Tavina had ever had anywhere near her nook, but she doubted there could possibly be another troll that was as fucking good with their tongue as he was. Her eyelids twitched as she gasped, mouth gaping open ae he pushed his tongue between her lips, licking up from the entrance of her nook to the base of her bulge and she tensed against the door, back arching, body becoming a hard arch against the wooden surface and she tilted her head back, the tips of her horns scraping the surface, her hands grabbing at his hair now and she panted as she cupped the back of his head, feeling soft, fluffy curls against her hands and bucked her hips forward as she pulled him in, choking him on her bulge, now fully erect, letting out a low moan as she did so. She held him there for a moment even as she felt his throat twitch around her and the slight instinctual tugs against her hands that meant he couldn't breathe, feeling his lips against her skin and his breath around her bulge, making her drip more brown. When she finally let go, she pulled her hands away, pulled her hips back, let her head fall forward and there was a slight sheen of sweat over her forehead as she breathed, "SORRY."
 A muffled grunt escaped Kanuyo as he was pulled fully onto Tavina's bulge, his brow crinkling as he negotiated the discomfort in the back of his mouth with the bitter flavor of her shape dripping her color down his throat. Her fingers were locked in the curls on the back of his head, he could feel the tug of her grip holding him in place and the light-headedness intensified as he glanced upward. The shape of her body was stressed against the fabric of her costume, her shoulders and head rolled against the door with her hips leaned heavily in his direction. Her bulge squirmed against his throat and he felt his hands grab at her hips, sliding around to her ass and squeezing as he swallowed a throatful of her juices. She slid back suddenly, the bulge sliding from his throat as he took in a couple large gasps of air, his lips parted and stained her color as more brown dripped over his chin and stained the front of his sweater. He glanced up at her through lidded eyes, cracking a smile that showed off both of his fangs. Rather than answering her, he secured his hold on her hips, kissing gently at her squirming shape before he formed his lips around it on his own, breathing shakily through his nose as he sucked her. His breath puffed against her lower belly as he bobbed his head, making a slow rhythm between her hips and his mouth, pushing his tongue against the underside of her bulge, wanting to hear more of her moans because fuck, she was so fucking sexy. She was so fucking sexy and at least while he was the one between her legs, she couldn't think about any of those other assholes at the party.
 The moment the word left her lips, she opened her eyes just slightly enough to glance down at him, face brown, expecting him to be disgusted with her for doing something so stupid as apologizing during a black hook up, but found her eyes meeting his yet again and he was smiling, his fangs peeking menacingly out from between his lips and she flinched as he kissed at her bulge. A shaky little moan left her lips and then she was tensed against the door again, her hands scrabbling for hold on something before finding his shoulders and she was pushing against them while grabbing at the fabric of his sweater, pressing her hips forward and pushing her bulge hard into his mouth and he was so fucking good. He didn't mind that she wasn't even trying to keep up the pretence of hating him and he wasn't giving her a hard time about apologizing. He was so good and sweet and Kan, and Tavina's breaths were coming in big shuddery inhales, her head tilting back all the way so that her horns scraped grooves into the door, "KAN," she gasped, her voice high. "KAN-" There was an urgency in her tone, her entire body tensing and she trembled, letting out one last, broken moan as she came, filling his mouth with her color, her hands finding the back of his head again and keeping him there.
 She'd said sorry for wanting his mouth on her bulge, and that was stupid. It was stupid because that was where he wanted to be. He wanted to watch her lose herself in his mouth. Kanuyo's eyes crinkled at the sides as he chuckled around her bulge, his breath husky around her as he felt her body beginning to grow slack once more - her tenseness all but dripping out with her color and his brows met as he tried to form a way of breathing that still let her push deep down his throat with every roll of her hips. She was pulling him up against her now, her fingers fastened in the fluffy fabric of his sweater, not even needing to bob his head as she dragged him up into every buck of her hips - the most he could do was swallow and drag his tongue along the underside of her every so often to drive her a little more fucking crazy. His face was a deep shade of jade. Sounds of the slap of her skin against his face began to echo out into the closet along with her breathing, the squish of her moisture between his lips - and when her sounds became more needy he pulled Tavina's hips against his face, tilting his head to the side to pull her deeper and he was having trouble breathing again, but the immediate need of making her come overshadowed his need to breathe and a moment later she was crying out and filling his throat and his mouth. He choked most of it down, swallowing around her and gasping for breath through his nose as he leaned against her, head spinning as her hands kept his face close and his lips secured against the base of her bulge.
 Heavy breaths, heaving chest, muscles tensed and eyes squeezed shut, Tavina kept up a steady stream of gasps, whines and moans as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, and Kanuyo's mouth was still pressed so deliciously against her that she only pushed her hips harder against his face, only letting him go when she finally came back down. One long, slow sigh and her body relaxed against the door, her hands shaking as she let go of his hair and pulled her bulge from his mouth. Brown dripped from his lips, staining his sweater, making her head spin at the sight of it and she slid down the door, coming to sit in front of him, knees up in the air, legs spread, skirt bunched up around her waist and her nook was dripping brown onto the floor, twitching with the aftermath of her pleasure. Her eyelids were heavy as her hands slid down to his forearms, fingers curling lightly into the fabric and she pulled him in, making him lean forward so she could kiss him. She swiped her tongue over his chin, gathering her color on her tongue before kissing him properly, tasting herself on his breath and moaning into his mouth.
 A long, breathless gasp of air was dragged in through Kanuyo's lips when Tavina's bulge was pulled from his mouth. The air felt cold against the inside of his throat where her hot bulge had just been - his head spinning with sopor and the drug of her taste and the lightheadedness of replacing the need to breathe with the need to make Tavina come. His brow pressed to her belly as he tried to steady his breath, swallowing again and feeling the warmth of her color along his lips and chin, down the front of his sweater - as noticeable and sticky as melted chocolate. Kanuyo let out a soft, rumbling hum when Tavina began to slide downward, his eyes barely cracked open as he watched her slide down to the floor in front of him, her skirt crumpled around her waist in the most sexy fucking way and she was still dripping - and the entire small space smelled like her, and it added to the steamy scent and atmosphere of the inside of the closet. His face was already leaning closer to her when she grabbed at the sweater over his arms, his eyes closing and it only made the space spin more as their lips pushed together and he shuddered. Her mouth was sweet and close, he was breathy as he felt her tongue, and he tilted his head to close the space between their mouths because he couldn't fucking take anything else right now, answering her moan with a low, shaky groan as he nudged his tongue against her lips, wanting to push more of her flavor into her mouth for her to taste. His hands were still on her hips, her skin warm and sweaty against his palms, and he pulled them away so he could push his touch against her breasts, squishing them through the fabric and circling his thumbs against them - god, he hadn't touched them all night. There was something wrong with that.
 "UNGH," she grunted against his lips as she felt his hands shift, letting go of her hips in favor of coming up to squeeze at her breasts and she was so sensitive at the moment, nerves heightened by her release and she rolled her shoulders slightly, arching her back the slightest bit so her rumblespheres pressed into his hands. She rubbed small circles into his arms with her thumbs, pulling out of their kiss and pressing her forehead to his as she tried to catch her breath, every inhale hitching as she tried to calm herself down but there was no use. She was squirming where she sat. "FUCK, YOU'RE 1NSAT1ABLE," she breathed, a small smile on her face that seemed softer than her usual mischievous grins. She wiggled, bringing herself closer to him, sliding her legs around his waist.
 A slow, low rumble broke past Kanuyo's lips when Tavina grunted and a large, stupidly wide grin stretched across his face. His fangs poked out, only adding to the stupidity of his expression as he puffed out heavy breaths against Tavina's breathing, the mutual need for oxygen only seeming to further deprive the air of it. He was past the point of feeling the need to keep up a black front. His head was full of cotton and lust and he was in a place where he was feeling good, so fucking good, and falling victim to the strange fact that after spending so much physical time with Tavina, in these moments he'd begun to feel comfortable around her. "iinsatiab...insat... ffuck," he laughed under his breath, the sound vibrating through his chest as he spoke in a raspy way, his eyes cracking open again as he tried searching for a way to open the fabric over her chest. "yyou do weird fucking things to my head, ttits. llike using confusing fucking words. aand wearing those fucking panti-hhng," he broke off in a grunt when her legs circled his waist, making the bulge beneath his pants only more fucking obvious. "sshit."
 "SOMEHOW 1 DON'T TH1NK 1T'S TOO FUCK1NG HARD TO DO WE1RD TH1NGS TO YOUR HEAD," she muttered back, breathless, laughing as much as she could manage as he grasped at the front of her shirt and she took hold of his wrists, pulling his hands away in favor of pulling her shirt up herself, letting it bunch up around her collarbones, her breasts perking forward, more than happy to be freed from their confines. She was at an angle now, her shoulders and head touching the door still but her body was slid forward, her legs around Kanuyo's waist and she was halfway to being completely on her back and she didn't care if that happened. She pressed her mouth to his again, kissing him more softly than before and pulling back a lot sooner. She bit her lip, "YOU L1KE 1T," she whispered, completely sure of herself.
 No, it wasn't hard to fuck with his head. Although Kanuyo would never seriously admit it, he knew Tavina was smarter than him - it was pretty fucking obvious. More fucking obvious was that letting Tavina do the thinking never seemed to end that fucking badly for him. More often than not, it resulted in fucking and getting high, and wasn't that all he wanted? Getting high to fuck, or fucking to get high. Trying not to think as much as possible because letting his mind wander was a waste of time, and it was uncomfortable, and meaningless - especially when everyone already expected him to be stupid. His stare swiveled downward to take in the sight of her rumble spheres and he watched them for a moment, licking at his lips as he cupped his hands beneath them and felt at the soft, warm texture. Her skin was hot. She smelled like sea water and sex. Kanuyo curled his thumbs against her nipples as Tavina leaned up to kiss him, and he leaned down to meet her lips, his hips pressing to the unsiderside of her thighs as he hunched over her. He paused when she only gave him a light, short kiss. It didn't feel like enough, even after all the kissing they'd done. He paused when she spoke, looking confused for a moment, before his face flushed and he shrugged. "ffeels good," he murmured in response, ducking his head down to kiss at the top of one of her breasts, his hands slipping down to unbutton his pants. "tthink you fucking like it too."
 Even as she pulled her mouth away from his, she knew that that hadn't been enough for him. it was evident in the way he paused afterward, obvious in the sound of his voice and the way he ducked his head down to kiss at a rumble sphere and their hands moved at the same time down his body towards the front of his pants, but Tavina paused when she realized he was doing it himself, her hands coming up to rest at her collarbones instead, keeping her shirt pushed up over her chest, her eyes on his as she heard the satisfying sound of the button on his pants clicking open, followed by the sound of his zipper coming undone but dropping to look down between their legs to watch as he pushed down his pants enough to free his bulge. "OOH, 1 L1KE 1T," her mouth watered at the sight of him, hard and dripping jade, his bulge curling in on itself out of frustration from all the build-up and she gave his hips a squeeze with her legs, returning her eyes to his, giving him a steady look as she muttered in a tone much more commanding than anyone in her position had the right to use, "FUCK ME, MARYAM."
 "ii fucking bet you do," Kanuyo growled in response, wiggling his hips just enough to push the fabric of his jeans and boxers out of the way. His bulge was curling up almost immediately, extremely aware of what had been going on and that it hadn't been getting its share of attention. Kanuyo was hot all over, and the sight of Tavina in front of him with her thighs spread - presenting a dripping nook and legs that pulled at his hips - was something he couldn't possibly ignore. Kanuyo's hands abandoned his pants, found their way once again to Tavina's hips as he gave her a sudden jerk closer, pushing his face up against hers at the same time and giving her lower lip a distinct nip. He groaned heavily in response to her command, his eyes dark and jade-tinted and unfocused as he glanced up into her eyes with a constant, lustful rumble rising from his throat. She didn't need to tell him to fuck her, but god, was it fucking hot to hear her directing him to. His bulge squirmed up against her nook as he shifted himself closer, his hands secured against her hips as he gave her another sudden jerk - pulling her onto his dripping shape just as he pushed his hips against her. His jaw hung open when he felt his shape squirming into her, the pressure of her softness around him dragging a breathless sound of pleasure from his lips and he repeated the motion, pulling his hips back and pushing them forward, jerking her hips against him at the same time, thrusting deeper and grunting huskily as he painted her insides jade, as the heated slickness of her nook began to take him, and he was losing his mind yet again. "ffuck tav, ffuck.."
 His hands grabbed at her hips and Tavina's fingers curled into tight fists, emitting a little squeak as he pulled her closer and she was so close to being on her back now, just barely at a high enough angle for him to reach her mouth and she purred against his lips, a sound she did not make at all often and found herself embarrassed to be making at that moment, with him. That wasn't a black sound. That wasn't a sound she'd associated at all with pailing until very recently. Fuck everything. His rumbling was terrible... She wanted him to fuck her raw. Knees trembling, she was sliding her hands up to her neck, feeling at her own skin, needing to grab at something to help alleviate some of her pent up furstration, when he grabbed harder at her hips and gave her another jerk. A loud mewl escaped her as she was suddenly pulled onto her back, finding herself at a downward angle now as Kanuyo grasped at her hips, his bulge squirming into her and she arched against him, her hands sliding up into her hair, grabbing at it. She pushed herself against him as he gave another hard jerk and she was trembling all over now, brown in the face and the shoulders and between her legs and her costume was all bunched up, skirt around her waist, shirt around her shoulders and she didn't even give a shit that he was messing her up because it was so fucking good. "FUCK ME," she repeated, gasping and rutting her hips against his, not even bothering to try and keep time with his own thrusts, just wanting more, needing more. "HARDER, KAN!"
 Harder. And she'd been the one calling him insat... insatiab... what the fuck ever. Any and all desire to start out slow was gone and replaced with the immediate need to fuck Tavina until she'd spilled every last drop of brown from her system. She was telling him how to fuck her, and even with a blurry head and an aching groin, he didn't want to come off as the incompetent lover. The purring was throwing him off. That must be it. Fuck. Gasping and growling under his breath, Kanuyo shifted his hands to pull her legs further apart, his thumbs pressing into her inner thighs as his fingers sank into the deeper meat of her thighs and the muscles in his arms tensed as he began to pound into her. Quick, deep, short thrusts built between their bodies very suddenly and in response to Tavina's words, the slap of their skin together such a constant sound that there seemed to be no pause between thrusts. Hair hanging in his face, Kanuyo's brow was dappled with sweat, and after a few moments of the quick pace he paused, pulling Tavina's legs up against his chest as he shifted down against her, forcing her legs up against her body as he continued to move his hips, grinding them in slow circles that let him push deeper in this new position. "sso fucking needy," he panted, fangs pressed through his drunken, salacious smile. His bulge was in to the hilt, squirming against the best places inside of her. "sso fucking good," and he was bucking again, his hands curling against her waist as he hammered into her, every rough movement against her contradicted by the hands on her pulling her back against him - not allowing her to get any further away. He pressed his face closer to hers as they moved together, fangs bared in plain sight as if in a silent threat, but the smile gave away his true intentions. His eyes slid shut. He was close.
 Her eyes snapped open, her jaw slacking as Kanuyo gripped her more tightly and proceeded to pound her against the floor, eyes fluttering shut once more only after the initial wave of pleasure finished washing over her, leaving her with a steady throbbing in her nook, the sound of Kanuyo's skin slapping against hers and she couldn't open her eyes again, grasped at her own hair and whined with every movement he made inside of her. Only when he suddenly stopped again did she open her eyes enough to look up at him, whimpering under her breath at the loss of his movement, squirming before essentially finding herself folded in half on the floor, her legs high up over her head, skirt just barely unable to cover her face and the pressure was building up at the base of her spine, her entire body was tensing all over again and she couldn't arch in this position, couldn't so anything but writhe and claw and feel how her body tried in vain to buck forward with every hard, jarring thrust he gave. Hands wrapped around her waist, the feeling of his breath on her face bringing her back to the moment and she was aching for release now. She opened her eyes again, took in his fangs and his smile and her face was screwed up in pleasure as she crashed her mouth to his again, kissing him hard as she came for the second time.
 The look on Tavina's face told Kanuyo that she was getting what she needed. Fuck, they were both getting what they needed. He could have done this in a way to get him off, because fuck, Tavina had already gotten her fix. In many ways, he could have considered this his turn. But for whatever reason, he couldn't find himself leaving Tavina unsatisfied. It made sense to explain this as black - a competition and the loser left their sexual partner unsatisfied. The loser was the incompetent lover. Guiltily, however, there was a strange pleasure to be gained in watching Tavina being pleasured. The faces she made as he was fucking her raw were throbbing around inside of him - her soft whines of pleasure as he followed her lead, changed the position because it would be better for her - and to any onlooker he could give the black explanation, but in his gut, Kanuyo knew this was different. Whether or not the feeling was important enough to actually consider was debatable. Pleasure was pulling at his loins, building up in the pit of him and his jaw was hanging open, his heavy breathing causing a line of drool to slide over the lower lip of his already filthy face. She was so good, fuck. She was so hot and wet and deep. Her mouth pushed to his at the same time he felt her clenching around him, squeezing so hard and hot and tight around his bulge that he was brought over the edge with her. He kissed her ravenously as he came, spilling inside of her and dripping jade between them, the slap of skin now heightened by the slap of wet skin between them and Kanuyo groaned, he groaned and gasped and cried out, his sounds pushed against Tavina's lips until the point when pleasure throbbed down into a dull, warm tingling sensation. Kanuyo held himself against her as his hips stilled, lips rested against hers as he breathed. "hhh.. ffucking hell.. hhaha..."
