Some Shunsui smut. No specific request. I couldn’t get it out of my head so here it is. Hopefully I’m not too rusty. Hope you all enjoy this. 😊
This is adult content, 18+ only, so below the cut it goes.
“Sake” by ShadowsNLace
How I ended up here I don’t exactly remember. Oh, wait, I do remember…Nnngh…holy fuck! Pardon, couldn’t be helped, I can’t think straight when he does that…
“Shunsui,” I sigh as his fingers brush over my pussy, his beautiful eyes looking up at me from between my legs. That first touch from him is everything. It’s the spark that ignites a flame of raw need that burns me unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. Combine that with looking down and seeing him looking back at me…
“Are you ready, petal?” His asks against my lips…yeah, those lips…his warm breath feels wet…no, wait, that’s me…
I shiver, gripping the edge of his desk. “Y-Yeah.” I look over my shoulder to make sure the door is locked. I can’t believe we’re doing this in his office. I look back and watch Shunsui line up three sake cups on the desk next to my thigh then pour sake from three different bottles into those cups. Our afternoon discussion of what to have for dinner led to me uttering something so sacrilegious to him that he immediately took it as a personal challenge to prove me wrong. My blasphemy: “Sake isn’t that complex, they all taste basically the same.”
Oh, you should have seen the look on his face. You’d have thought I smacked his face then thrown a gauntlet at his feet.
So, that’s how I ended up naked on his desk so he could—oh, fuck!
One thick finger pushes into me, curling up inside as he stands up to loom over me. “Mmmm,” he purrs that low growly sound in his chest that makes panties hit the ground and knees wobble, “you’re so wet for me.”
My thighs shake a little and I huff a little laugh laced with a sigh of pleasure, “You’ve been down there huffing and puffing on my pussy, what’d you expect?” My eyes catch his as my head tilts back, “The anticipation and denial is damn near painful.” Yeah, I sound petulant, but if you understood what this man can do with his tongue…
He pulls his finger out and grins when I growl at the loss, “Patience, sweetheart. Be a good girl and I’ll give you what you want.” He dips the finger covered in my juices into one of the sake cups. “But only after I get what I want.” He lifts that finger to his mouth and sucks the combined result off of it.
My eyes widen slightly, my core pulses at the sight of his finger sliding past his lips, of him savoring the taste.
“Hmm, not bad.” He leans close and kisses me, tongue delving to share the taste of me mixed with the sake.
My eyes flutter from the feel of him then the taste hits and I suck gently on his tongue to get more. He hums, pleased, then pulls back. A damp rag is a quick motion in my peripheral vision as he wipes off his finger. His eyes watch my face as that finger plunges back into me. I gasp then groan as he curls again against that oh-so-sensitive spot inside me. Shunsui’s grin is wicked and entirely too dangerous in its ability to knock down inhibitions faster than sake. “Yeah, you like that, don’t you?” He croons in that low, masculine voice that weaves its own kind of magic around me.
“Mmm-hmm.” The sound that leaves me is a whimper of need, definitely not the sultry sound I hoped it would be. It quickly morphs into a frustrated, garbled utterance somewhere between a snarl and “fuck!” when he pulls his finger out again.
Shunsui just chuckles darkly and dips his finger into the second cup of sake. I watch again as he sucks the sake mixed with my essence off his finger. And this time my inner walls clench on nothing because damn, it is one sexy sight to see his mouth in action. I wait for him to kiss me and share the taste again. But he doesn’t, instead he crinkles his nose and mutters, “Hmph, thought for sure that one would be the one.”
Again, the damp rag is used before his finger pushes into me a third time. I groan, my head rocking back as my pussy clenches greedily at his thick digit. “Oh, petal, squeezing me so tight…you’re making me so hard…being such a good girl for me. You’re going to feel so good wrapped around my cock.”
Gods help me, this man and his dirty mouth…
This time there’s a squelchy sound as he pulls out. I grit, “Fuck,” at the abrupt withdrawal. Dammit! That was feeling so good!
Shunsui dips his finger into the last cup of sake and then sucks it into his mouth. He moans, the rumble in his chest deep and satisfied, “Mmmm, I knew you’d be expensive.” He leans toward me. My lips part, eagerly waiting for his kiss. His tongue sweeps in. The flavor that lights up my taste buds is instant: Rich, smooth, and something else I can’t name. It’s a heady mix and I moan into his mouth, pulling at him, needing more.
All too soon, he seals the kiss then leans back to look down into my eyes. He’s completely smug and ready to hear my “mea culpa.” One sable eyebrow arches, “Tell me again how all sake tastes the same.”
I huff, lacing in just a touch of stubborn sass, “Okay. I apologize. Sake is more complex than I thought it was.” He was grinning again, a gleam in his eyes as he lifts me further onto the desk and closes my legs.
I squawk, “What the—?”
Shunsui has a bottle of sake in his hand, “Be still, I don’t want to spill any. This stuff costs more than Kuchiki’s fancy silk scarf.” Then he carefully pours the sake onto my mound. I feel the cool liquor dribble down and gather in the ‘V’ where my thighs are shut. Chills zip all over my body as I shiver from the temperature change. A moment later, his tongue is tracing the shallow pool, catching a bit of the sake as he moves from my thighs to my pubic bone then down again. He sips gently, savoring until it’s all gone.
“Ahhhh.” He finishes with a sigh of gratification. “And now…” He spreads my legs, hooks them over his elbows, slips his hands around my waist, and lifts me enough to move me back to the edge of his desk. I can feel a few residual drops of sake run down my pussy, a little tingling trail that heightens my anticipation. He sits down in his chair, a growl of desire rumbling in his throat before his tongue begins chasing those stray drops.
Oh gods…that tongue and what he does with it…
I’m already teetering on the edge of an orgasm because Shunsui, ever the master of all things hedonistic, chaser of pleasure…Oooooh! FuckFuckFuckFuck! No way…not gonna last…
The moans erupting from my throat are getting louder as he laps at my sensitive clit again and again, slow, deliberate, his eyes watching me as he pulls me closer to the edge. My thighs begin to tremble as all thoughts scramble and flee. I’m no longer thinking, I’m all sensations and pants of adoration mixed with “fuck” and “yes” and “please” and half garbled words spilling from my lips.
Shunsui covers my clit with his lips and sucks with a hum of approval at my state of near delirium. the perfect jolt to tip me into an orgasm. Body tensing, back arching, moans morphing to a prolonged wail of ecstasy…the explosion of colors behind my eyelids as pleasure spreads through my entire being. I pitch and sway in his grasp, his lips and tongue never stopping until I go slack, completely spent.
I’m floating. Then, he’s kissing his way up my stomach reigniting my hunger, rebuilding that wild desire that takes everything then asks for more. By the time he reaches my lips, I’m smiling like I’m the one that drank sake and caught a buzz. He chuckles when he sees my eyes dilated so far that the irises have nearly disappeared, “Ready for more, petal?”
My fingers tangle in his silky hair, “Always.”
He grins then surges into me, one deep thrust that makes me gasp as he stretches me. He hovers close, drinking in my hitching breaths as my pussy flutters and clenches around him, “Mmmm, you feel so good. I think I’m going to stay in this sweet, tight little flower all day.” The last six words are punctuated with deep, slow thrusts that hit every nerve inside me. Then he pushes his thick, long cock so far in that I feel his balls against my ass. Rolling, grinding, watching my face. He hits a spot that makes me groan, curl, and cling to him. Holy fuck, this man is a sex god…
“All day?” I stroke his broad shoulders, down to his thick biceps to anchor myself to rock my hips with his quickly matching his rhythm. “You sure about that?”
He chuckles against my parted lips, “Oh yeah, I wove so many intricate, knotted layers of Kido around this office it’d take Nanao a week to unravel it all.”
I laugh, causing my inner walls to vibrate around him. He purrs in pleasure, kisses my lips, teeth gently scraping over my bottom lip. “Gonna make you scream until your throat is as raw as your pussy is gonna be.”
And he made good on that promise. I ended up with laryngitis for three days.
Sake. Who knew?
