👉👈 can you please write a scinario with sal being a pillow prince?? 🥺
“told you not to piss daddy/mommy off.” you mumble, teasing sal’s red cock with the tips of your fingers. he whines and shoves his head further into the pillow. his legs threaten to close on you but he keeps them open, not wanting a worse punishment.
see, earlier today, he thought it was funny to tease you while you were out with his friends. he was all over you, hugging you, holding your hand (and some other things), sitting on your lap,,, it was sweet at first, but it began clouding your head.
so now you’re slowly stroking him, kissing his thighs, slowing down every time he makes even the slightest noise.
“p-please, just- just touch me.”
“do you deserve it?” you completely halt your actions. sal looks like he’s choosing his words carefully. you study his face.
there’s tears rolling down his flushed cheeks, mixing with the sweat. his blue hair is stuck to his forehead messily. even though you aren’t touching him, his eyebrows are furrowed in pleasure. a hot breath escapes his lips as he speaks.
“n-no, but i’ll-“ he huffs out. “i’ll be a good boy, please! i p-promise!”
how could you say no to him? he’s all needy and whiny, just for your touch.
you smirk and begin stroking him again, dragging your fingers over his tip every time you come up. he moans loudly as you take him in your mouth.
“god, mmh!! so- so good, fuck!!” he grips the pillow even tighter as you speed up. you use your free hand to guide his face back down to you. your tongue circles his cock and he lets out a loud groan, grabbing your hand.
“gonna cum, baby? hmm?” you let off his cock but keep the pace with your hand. he frantically nods and you smirk.
“can i- can i cum? i need to cum, please!” so whiny.
you nod. he smiles, relieved.
you shove his throbbing cock back into your mouth and pick up the pace. he grips your hand tighter, squeezing you between his hickey-ridden thighs. a loud moan escapes his throat as he reaches his peak. you let him finish, pulling off only after he’s all done.
the pillow he’s laying on is tear-and-sweat stained.
“thank- thank you.” sal’s chest heaves as he grins groggily. you smile and grab the towel beside him, cleaning him up quickly.
“can i come lay with you?”
sal nods and you pull him into your arms. he looks up at you and gives you a quick peck on the lips.
“next time, it’s your turn.” he mumbles as he falls asleep on your chest contently.
hope this suffices because im not good at writing seggs
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