! ΰ¦ synopsis: osamu loves to cum inside you, but what happens when you wanna taste?
! ΰ¦ warning: established relationship, technically a βforcedβ creampie (but reader is ok with it! also itβs more breeding than creampie but.. yea) slight dacryphilia, praise, overstimulation, pussy eating, cum swapping !, messy kisses, slight crybaby!reader MINORS DNI 18+
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SNOWBALLING [or to snowball] (v.) the act of passing cum from person to person in such a way that the amount of cum increases (according to the urban dictionary)
for example:
itβs been hours with osamuβs cock thrusting in and out of you and countless orgasms leaving your body. you canβt really take much more, your achy legs and trembling bodyβ¦ youβre just tired.
you look at him, his mouth hung open and beads of sweat on his forehead dampening his hair making it stick to his skin. how can you resist? you canβt help but cum and cry all over his cock with his face looking like that.
WARNING: Edging, overstimulation and male penetration i think that's all let me know if I missed anything, and also, the reader doesn't have pronouns.
"P-please- Ah! Let m-me cum!" He moaned as you thrusted into his ass, you decided to put a cock ring on him to prevent him from cumming, "Beg for me to let you cum, Tetsu." You whispered into his ear. "M-master! P-please let me cum! I wanna cum! S-so badly! P-please!" He begged, you took the cock ring off of him, "F-fuck! Th-thank you! O-oh!" He babbled.
when he finally cums, you didn't stop fucking him, "W-wait- I-I just c-came- f-fuck!" He whined, he came again, but still, you didn't stop fucking his ass. "P-please! N-no more! I-it's too much!" He babbled, after cumming for the last time, you kissed his forehead. He was too tired to notice.
wanna make samu cum over n over just from sucking his titsπ
o oh god this hit something right in my guts, fuckin same | uh tiddy sucking , whiny/needy samu , not proofread , kinda ass ending lmfao, MINORS DNI
the first time you did it, you swore it was an accident.
it was right after the opening of the third onigiri miya location in tokyo, the two of you riding off the high of osamuβs success.
youβd pushed him into his bedroom, lips attached to his as you peeled his layers off, one by one. he wouldnβt, couldnβt lie to himself and say that your forcefulness wasnβt the hottest thing heβd ever experienced, all his previous partners insisting on taking a more passive role.
not you though. you were a force, a gale wind in a hurricane, just waiting to sweep him up into you, to consume him. and he was going to enjoy ever second of it.
the backs of his knees hit the edge of the bed, sending him sprawling on his back, his nice shirt unbuttoned and his chest heaving for air as your lust-filled gaze traveled down his body, setting his face ablaze.
osamu reached for your hand pulling you down on top of him, his breath fanning across your face. βcβmere,β he muttered before pressing his mouth to yours.
your hands trailed down his torso, brushing past his hard nipples on your way to his pants, but the feeling sent a bolt of pleasure down his spine, his back arching into you and a raspy moan floating into the kiss.
oh.
oh.
you pulled back in surprise first before a mischievous smirk spread across your face. βoh, sorry,β you whispered, not sounding very sorry at all. then, you proceeded to suck his cock so hard, he passed out for a solid 2 minutes afterwards.
after that night, osamu forgot all about his extreme nipple sensitivity, the pair of you resorting to quickies and relatively vanilla sex. not bad, not bad at all, but something was missing for him.
that was until tonight.
βosamu,β you start, standing in front of the television, making your boyfriend miss the starting serve from his brotherβs match, βi want to play with your tits.β
you what????
samu chokes on his soda, sputtering and coughing to get the remainder out of the wrong pipe. βya what? i hate ta tell ya this babe, but i donβt have tits.β
you roll your eyes like heβs the dumbest person in the world before shoving his shirt up above his pecs and licking a firm stripe across one of his dark nipples.
the sound that leaves him is guttural, his eyes rolling back in his head as his dick hardens up faster than you can say βonigiri.β a grin lifts the corners of your mouth while you lower your head back to his chest.
βiβm gonna make you cum, just like this, okay?β
fuckinβ hell, youβre gonna be the death of him.
all osamu can do is nod vigorously, one of his hands coming to tangle in your hair, not pressing or guiding you but helping him stay on this plane of existence lest he ascend from all the pleasure you are bound to give him.
the smile is back as you lean back in, your lips wrapping around his hard bud and sucking, tongue flicking over and around it like your trying to suck his soul out through the skin. your other hand toys with the unoccupied nipple, pinching it on the right side of painful, making osamu buck his hips up against yours.
you hum your dissent at his movements, the vibrations causing him to whimper as you lift your crotch up and away from him. βi said, just like this,β your words are sharp and pointed and osamu swears heβs never been harder in his life.
unfortunately (or fortunately?), those are your last words before you really dive in, licking, sucking, and biting at his pecs like your starved of it, starved of him and he feels like heβs going to explode.
osamuβs body quivers and shakes beneath you, a symphony of his moans and the wet sounds of your tongue on him filling the room. they only add to the heat coiling in his gut, one thatβs threatening to snap with every graze of your teeth against him.
βare you close?β your words are muffled but he hears you loud and clear. in the back of his head, he knows heβs about a second away from cumming, but the only thing that comes out of his mouth is babbles of your name. thankfully, you understand him and give one last hard suck, a twist of your fingers, and heβs gone, swept up into your hurricane and trusting you to guide him home.
