literally a dream to have a pretty man between your legs, lapping at your sweet cunt like his life depends on it. he doesn't care if his jaw gets tired, just hearing a cute little moan slip from your lips energizes him all over again. pleasing you is his pleasure, he's on his knees for you, more than happy to eat you out to your heart's content. you lie back while he kneels between your thighs, legs spread wide apart and resting on his shoulders.
and if you've had enough of his tongue inside you, he'll suck on your clit while he works a finger inside you. he's got you slick and wet enough to easily slip two fingers in, curling and rubbing at your insides. you're whimpering; overstimulated but still desperately needing more. you can grab a handful of his hair and push his face back down to your pussy, and he'd happily oblige. because you know he'd do anything for you...
includes: massages, perverted behaviors, handjobs, blowjobs, face fucking, masturbation mentions, stuck in a washing machine, cumming outside, cumming inside, outdoor sex, marking, facials, knots.
note: can you guys tell i'm just winging it with these characters? haha, its been a while since i've played inazuma and i’m confident to say i don't think i've characterized them too well. please forgive me if they're too out of character. ^.^
ayato, the pillar of fortitude: a happy ending.
during your stay in inazuma, ayato is insistent on allowing you to stay at the kamisato residence and partake in many cultural and ceremonial events without spending a single mora from your pocket. even though he insists that you don't need to repay him, you're awfully insistent on returning the favor tenfold.
--it started as a massage. your hands had ran along his muscly back, arms, shoulders, and eventually his legs. you massaged his calves and thighs, aiming to get more and more stress out from his tense muscles. you drank is his soft gasps and little praises like a fine wine as your eyes continuously wandered upwards to his groin, covered my only a thin cloth.
your hands had stopped massaging and began to simply slide up and down his thighs as you imagined your hands on his cock instead. what would it look like? it was certainly big, for one thing. you doubted he was hard, but you could see the slight imprint of the appendage against the loin cloth he wore. would it be veiny, like his hands?
maybe he used a toy, or humped a pillow, though you didn't strike him as the type. what did he think about when he wrapped his hands around it? was it a person, a past fling, a future fantasy? what if he was thinking about you? what positions would he put you in? would he let you ride him? would he bend you over his work desk? maybe he'd fuck you right against the walls while one of his loyal servants was just outside the door. would he let you sit in front of him as he jerked off, making you watch and not touch him or yourself?
fuck, your thighs instinctively clenched together as you reached for his clothed cock subconsciously. you're snapped out of it as a veiny hand grabs your reaching wrist. "and what do you think you're doing?" ayato asks with a warm, yet condescending tone. you look up at him in shock, but desperation in your eyes. "i- nothing, my lord. please forgive me." you bow your head, but you don't feel any remorse. you want to see it, you want to feel it in your palm. warm, throbbing, and leaking over your fingers.
"it didn't look like 'nothing' to me, darling." through his bangs, his cold eyes look at the crown of your head and he smiles. you meet his frozen gaze with a gasp of surprise as you feel your hand touch his cock over the cloth. you look up at him, your own eyes clouded with lust and desperation, and he chuckles.
"isn't this what you wanted? to feel me?" he uses his hold on yoru wrist to guide yoru hand over the phallus, nearly fully erect. just feeling it, even with a piece of cloth separating the two of you makes your thighs clench even more, and your mouth open in a breathless whimper. "i know you want to repay your favor, so how about you do it this way, hm? i could really use a massage somewhere else,"
his hand no longer holds your wrist, and you jump at the chance you're given to remove the cloth. when you see it, a glob of drool escapes your lips. you could cum just from the sight. it was slightly darker than the rest of his body, with the cutest blushing tip, and to your predictions, it was veiny. there was a prominent one along the underside that wrapped around to top at it's head. and he was leaking. a milky-clear drop of precum slipped down his shaft, and you wanted nothing more than to lap at it until you were given the real thing.
"what are you waiting for? i give you full permission to quench your desires." you don't waste a second. as much as you wish to admire the beauty of his cock, you're desperate to have it an your hands and eventually in your mouth. your right hand stays near the base while your left focuses on the head. you slowly drag your hand up and down, relishing in the feeling of it in your hand. warm and thick, but you don't waste time. you wanted him warm, throbbing, and leaking in your hand and now you have him like that.
using your fingers to glide over the tip, collecting precum and spreading it along the remainder of his cock, you begin pumping at a steady pace. you focus on the monster in your hands and ayato focuses on the devout look on your face and expressed through your body. heaving chest, clenched thighs, shortness of breath. you were a mess, and he loved it.
you spit on your palm and used it as extra lubrication to move faster. you leaned your face in closer to it and give it multiple kisses along it's length, and a one on the tip before licking a drop of precum from it's opening. fuck, it tasted good too. you continued to lick at the tip and ayato's hand found its way in your hair, urging you to take more.
you looked up at him with lidded, lustful eyes, keeping eye contact as you placed the tip of his cock in your mouth. he bucked his hips slightly, his thighs clenching and his head being thrown back as you began suckling on the tip. "good, good, fuck! you're so good," he moaned, "you can take a bit more, yeah? course you can, you're my good darling."
you take more into your mouth, drinking up his groans of satisfaction and words of praise like his precum. what you don't fit in your mouth is jerked off by your left hand, while your right hand holds his balls in your hand, slightly fondling them. your tongue drags against the underside of his lock, running along the vein and taking in the taste of him. "ha, ha, ha, oh fuck!" he throws his head back, the arm not on your head being thrown over his face. he was loud, and he didn't give a single fuck.
at the last second, you pull off his cock and jerk it really fast. his eyes roll to the back of his head as ropes of white cum paint itself on your face. some land on your face, others on your tongue, and some end up on yoru clothing. you don't mind, you scoop up the cum, where ever it lands, and place it into your mouth. you swallow audibly, opening your mouth to show ayato you swallowed every drop you got in your mouth.
he pants with a flushed expression as he looks at you. "you're so fucking slutty," he tips your face up at him, using his thump to wipe some cum off your cheek and place it in your mouth as he grips your chin, "and i fucking love it." he grabs you by your neck, pulling you to straddle his lap, his cock rubbing against your aroused groin. he kisses your neck then whispers in your ears, "fuck, i'm gonna give you your own little happy ending, alright?"
thoma, protecter from afar: washing machine heart.
for all the favors he's done for you, you feel like you owe him your life! but he's too humble for that. however, he won't pass up on an opportunity to finally relieve himself of stress when you give him permission to use you after you get stuck in a washing machine.
he feels like the world's biggest pervert. taking the chance the opportunity you offered him to fuck his coworker while you're stuck in a washing machine?! it feels like something straight out of a porno he'll find himself watching in the late ours of the night while beating his cock. yet, you feel so much better than his fist and he thinks he might just be addicted.
"ah~! you're too good! s-so wet and tight and, nghh!"
he moans, and the echo of the inside of the machine reverberates the sounds of your own as thoma's cock reaches each sensitive spot inside of you. his hands grip onto your hips as pushes himself deeper inside your walls.
"wish i could see your face so bad. bet you look so cute gettin fucked and i can't even see it."
he says through clenched teeth. evident by the way he seems to fuck you with more urgency.
"'ts not fair. s'not fair," he whines, "too good. you're too good 'nd i can't even see your face. w-we'll just have to do this another time, right baby? so we can see each other faces and i can make sure you get pampered like the perfection you are."
"okay, thoma. we can do it again. i promsie."
at your words, thoma begins to hump you even faster, you can feel water drip on your lower back. were they tears or drool from the pent of pervert behind you?
thoma dips his hand below you to play with your sex, and with a few more thrusts, you cum around his cock, an he pulls out just in time to paint you ass and lower back white. he pants, admiring the sight for a few seconds before helping you out of the machine you were stuck in.
"why didn't you cum inside?"
he kisses you before gently pulling away.
"i promise i will one day soon. when we can really feel each other and i can give you the proper foreplay and worship you deserve. wanted the first time i cum inside of you to be when i look you in your eyes. "
gorou, canine warrior: promises kept.
gorou is a busy hybrid, so he isn't left with much time to relieve himself. after taking time out of his especially busy schedule to help you with a mundane task, you feel the need to repay him. you catch him jerking off and think of the perfect way to repay the favor.
--"fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck~! you're too good to me, puppy!" the canine hybrid moans as he pushes your head further down his cock. his hips are swift and unstopping as drool escapes from your lips and your hand shoots between your thighs to play with your aroused sex.
how was the little shiba inu general of watatsumi able to fuck like a full grown wolf?
the roll of his hips slowed as the hybrid watches your eyes roll back. he only lets out a short breath before gently bringing one of his hands to your forehead and wiping a bead of sweat from your brow. your eyes connect with his as he licks the sweat off his thumb with a low growl.
"you're too sweet, can't promise i won't just sink my teeth in and never let go, ah-"
he's cut off my a small whimper as your purposefully rub your tounge along the underside of his cock, looking up at his with playful eyes that make his tail swish like never before. his head rolls back as his hips begin to move again. this time, slower, but focusing on hitting deeper against the back of your throat.
"nghhhh, i love you so much. you're too good to me, way too fucking good. m'gonna stuff your little hole full as soon as m'done marking my territory all over this pretty little face of yours. not gonna stop until one of us are limp from pleasure, pup."
gorou's hips focus on both speed and precision now, clearly chasing his own high through your throat. his head is thrown back as little whimpers and moans escape his lips. he mutters small promises of marking you and making sure you're filled to brim. ones you know he has no intentions of breaking.
especially when his thrust pick up speed for a few pumps then he abruptly pulls you off his cock to have rope after rope of creamy cum to paint your face and chest. his balls clench as he pumps the last load right onto your awaiting face. your hands speed up two, and you find yourseld cumming at the same time as him.
gorou feels himself harden up again just seeing your fucked out expression. from pure arousal, from the high of your orgasm, and from the face fucking you just received. his hand cups your cheek, and he kisses you gently. its a complete opposite from the treatment he just gave you.
the kisses get deeper and deeper until your hands are tangled in his hair and his are on your waist. he licks a stripe down to your nape, his sharp teeth grazing the tender flesh before he sinks them in, you let out a moan of surprise, and he leaves a few more marks across your neck.
he pulls from your neck and hovers himself over you, suddenly flipping you so you're flat against the floor. he uses your hips to pull your lower half up and curve you into a nice arch. the hybrid's hands grasp your ass, fondling the cheeks a bit before he takes a bite, leaving a hickey.
"promised i would mark you 'nd i did, didn't i? now i just gotta fill you up till one of us passes out from exhaustion."
gorou leans over your back, to whisper in your ear as he lines up his cock with your hole.
"and i promise it won't be me."
itto, the one and oni: take me before you join me.
you had challenged one of his gang members to try to become a member of his gang. and right before the fight can actually start, you realize you're severely outmatched. luckily, the gang's leader saves you before you can get your ass handed to you. you thank him, and the only thing he wants in return for saving your ass is a piece of it.
"come on baby, you've almost got me! just a few more inches to go!" he playfully taunts, watching as you practically try to crawl away from the huge cock that penetrated your hole. you let out breathless moans as your insides tried to suck in the phallus. your body was already giving in, but a small part of your rational mind knew that he was too big to handle.
you look over your shoulder at him, face warm and flushed with tears. behind your eyes, he can see you're already losing to the pleasure you're getting from him. and yet, you still try to grip onto the stone walls of the building he fucks you against and crawl away.
"its so cute! yer body's already giving into me yet yer still insisting on this song and dance that i'm too big to take."
he punctuates his words with a thrust, getting at least another inch inside. you let out a pathetically loud moan and quickly cover your mouth in shame. more moans leave you as itto's hand slaps your ass and pulls you further back to meet his pelvis. "sh-shit! you're so damn tight and soooo loud. not that i mind, but are you trying to let the whole damn city know you're getting plowed by the arataki itto?"
finally, the oni has your ass firm against his pelvis. nearly every single inch of his cock inside of your warm walls, and they clench deliciously around him. you can tell by the satisfied growl then repeated smacking of you ass. ugh, it would be so sore tomorrow. but you can't even think about it before itto starts a harsh pace.
rythmatic moans escape you. instead of attempting to crawl away from his cock, you grip the stone to stabilize yourself. you even began pushing back against him, attempting to meet him halfway, but he was too fast for you to match his quick thrusts.
"ah, shit! ittoooo~!" you pants, tears falling down yoru cheek in pure pleasure. when his hand wraps around your waist to not only support you from below, but to play with yoru sex, you cum on the spot, wailing his name like its the only word you know.
the oni only laughs, his pace unrelenting as he works you through your high while chasing his own. by the way he suddenly gets faster with the rolls of his hips, you can say that he's getting closer and closer.
"you knew you were outmatched by that small fry in a fight yet you still decided to fuck the big guy, huh?"
he movies his hand from your sex and grips your neck, turning your head to face him. as you look at him over your shoulder, you can see the evil smirk on his face.
"but theres something you still havent accounted for, baby."
and suddenly, you feel it. you feel him. your mouth opens in a breathless gasp as yoru eyes roll to the back of your head. his knot, at least the size of your fist, gets thrusted in the entrance of your hole, and you cum a second time in sync with the oni.
ropes of warm white liquid fill your walls and you drool in satisfaction. even with the knot plugging your entrance, steaks of cum still drip from yoru hole around it. you can barely see it, but itto breifly pouts at the sight of his load being wasted.
you pant out his name, but theres no answer. that is until you hiss at the feeling of your ass being slapped again.
"can't believe you thought you could be one of us when yer so weak.." he whispered.
"you're not joining my gang till you take my cock and knot without spilling even a drop of my cum. and since the great arataki ittos so nice, i'll give you a second chance right now."
summary — gorou was a man hardened by war, a soldier his enemies feared, a leader his subordinates respected. how then, did he end up within the clutches of a fatui scientist, who turned him into her personal lap dog?
themes — from my old drafts, fatui-scientist!reader, stockholm syndrome, unhealthy relationship dynamics, power imbalance, kind of femdom, good boy kink, handjobs, puppy mannerisms, bondage/muzzling, missionary, knotting, creampie, they're...in love your honor...? o_o
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Gorou was a general of the Watatsumi Island army. He was a leader that sent countless legions of men into battle, and he was not someone to be trifled with.
“Good boy.”
He panted as you played with him, twisting his length up and down in your palm. His tail thumped actively against the exam table as drool rolled down his chin. You smiled up at him, your eyes as captivating as your plush-looking lips.
“Is that good?” you asked in a teasing purr. “Should I slow down?”
He fervently shook his head, letting out a canine whimper. His primal instincts were taking over him—he could no longer deny stimulation that gave him pleasure, and you clearly knew that. You chuckled, bringing your face closer to his.
“You’re such a good boy,” you murmured. “I think you deserve some ear rubs, too.”
Gorou’s eyes closed when you began scratching behind his ears, sending waves of pleasure through his head. Letting out a series of whines, he felt his ears twitch as he rolled his head around, trying to get you to rub his favorite spots. He was making a fool of himself, but he couldn’t help it. He was far too stimulated, and you were far too good at what you did.
“You’re so cute,” you whispered. “Does the puppy want a kiss?”
You didn’t have to ask him twice—his lips were immediately on yours. He kissed you sloppy and wet, lavishing your face with puppy kisses as you continued to make him feel like he was approaching divinity. His bound hands twisted around behind his back, wanting to grab your face so he could kiss you deeper.
You laughed, and that sound was pure saccharin. You stopped his onslaught with a touch of your finger to his lips, and his eyes fluttered back open. Your gaze was soft and sultry.
“Beg for me,” you whispered.
Gorou’s lips parted.
“Examiner,” he said, his heart thumping. Feeling your hand move faster around his twitching shaft, he repeated, “Examiner.” Lowering his head, he again whimpered, “Examiner.”
“Mm,” you murmured, kissing his forehead. “Good boy.”
He couldn’t help it—he whimpered for you again, pressing his face into your perfume-scented neck. He cried for you, twitching as he approached his limits within your working palm. Gorou’s shoulders heaved up and down as he began to hyperventilate, whining and chuffing into your skin like a feral animal. The way you touched him was so incendiary, it was almost painful.
But then you stopped.
He growled at your through grit teeth. You let out an amused laugh.
“Don’t be like that,” you said. “It’s better for you if I stop now. I’m only sparing your dignity, General.”
You had no business talking to him about dignity—you knew better than anyone else that he had already relinquished it all. It was by your hand that he became nothing more than your dog, and you had a duty to see his care through to the end.
“Examiner,” he begged you, his ears flopping downwards. “Please, just…keep going.”
“But General,” you replied mockingly, “didn’t you want me to leave you alone this morning?”
His ears burned when he thought back to that moment hours prior, when he growled at you, telling you not to touch him again.
Tears threatened to fall from his eyes as he bit his trembling lower lip.
“Please,” he said, his voice cracking.
“Hm…” you answered. “I can’t say that I see what’s in it for me. You acting rebellious immediately before and after we do this is quite a pain, you know.” Your fingers ghosted over his thigh. “Maybe I should just leave you, so you can learn how to appreciate me more.”
Gorou’s cock painfully twitched between his legs. He let out a small gasp.
“I…” he started, feeling embarrassment take hold of him. “I’ll be…good.”
You were quiet. You played with his hair, giving him a soothing head rub.
“Really?” you asked curiously.
Gorou swallowed hard. Everything inside of him was telling him to take it back, because he knew what this meant for him, but you smelled so sweet, and had hands like a goddess. How could he even think of resisting?
“I love you.”
It came out of nowhere, but those words had fallen from Gorou’s lips. He felt his tail begin to wag again, and a tear fell from his right eye. His leg began thumping with a mind of its own.
“Is that so?” you asked, your hand shifting back over his crotch. “I suppose I should be kind and finish you off then.”
“Yes,” Gorou whispered instantly. “Yes, please.”
You laughed underneath your breath. Lips right against his ear, you whispered, “That’s a good, good boy.”
When you started to fondle him again, he lost himself beneath you.
You were so tight.
“H-hey,” you said, grinning in spite of the way you knuckled the pillow under your head. “S-slow down, would you?”
Gorou barely heard you—he was too busy thrusting his hips. Spit coated the muzzle over his mouth as he quickly thrust back and forth, feeling your hot inner walls constrict around him. With each thrust, your breasts bounced, and your body practically rippled off of him. He felt his eyes grow lidded as he moaned, his hips pistoning forward to fuck you faster.
“I love you,” he tried to say, but the gag between his teeth wasn’t very compliant. He tried to grab your hips, but the ropes around his wrists weren’t very willing to cooperate either. Losing his balance, he flopped over you, but that didn’t stop the rhythm of his thrusts in the slightest.
“Gorou,” you said in a higher-pitched voice than normal. “That’s—too—fast.”
He heard you, but he didn’t care. There was no stopping himself when his animal instincts kicked in, and slowing down was the last thing he wanted to do anyway. He kept struggling against his wrist restraints, because he wanted nothing more than to hold your legs down and pound.
“Oh, fuck,” you mumbled suddenly, your lips right up against his ear. “Please, Gorou—.”
Please? Did you, the sadistic Fatui Examiner, just say please?
He groaned loud and hard, feeling his eyes roll into the back of his head. He was cumming, and his cock began to swell at its base because of it.
You let out a surprised hiccup. Gorou could only rub your hips together as he came, far too stuck inside of you to do much else. He closed his eyes and breathed heavily out of his nose as he continued to rut against you. His cock twitched rapidly, expelling his semen in hot spurts.
You let out a shaky breath. Your hand came up to his head, rubbing his ears, and Gorou lovingly nuzzled against your touch.
“That…was something,” you whispered, sounding out of breath.
His tail whipped around in the air behind him. He tried to kiss you, but only ended up pressing the muzzle against your face. You chuckled.
“I’ll take it off,” you told him.
You moved your arm behind his head and something clicked. As soon as the gag fell from his lips, Gorou bent down and placed his mouth on yours.
Your hand moved to his face, cupping his cheek as you kissed him back. Gorou’s ears perked up when you sucked on his lower lip, and he let out a pleased whine. You made him stop sooner than he would have liked, but he obeyed nonetheless when you pushed against him.
“See?” you asked, your face bright red. “Being good isn’t so bad, now is it?”
Gorou avidly nodded. After all, if his lover said it, then surely she was right.
a/n: here's an old one that i actually really liked. god im just so into cute strong men who turn into subby good boys under a sexy woman T_T if anyone's read my scara quickie, you miiight notice that his fatui-scientist!reader is here. (i tend to use 1 reader type for each LI i write.) just know that im running for my life from that man.
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Uh oh, it's that time of the year again.. Gorou's in a rut, and Kokomi herself, seeks for your assistance due to her worries about her friend. gn! reader x gorou
ghostys notes: idk why im so inconsistent with my formats but um.. here we are HEP
anyway my 2nd smut fic EVER!!! after i wrote my first one i saw my future, and it was bright i tell you. LMAOOO
i hope yall r ready to read this yap fest cuz it actually has some plot
sources: dividers — cursed-carmine
Like clockwork, every year— for a few weeks, Gorou has been granted special leave by Kokomi. Only very few soldiers know the reason why he is absent for atleast 2 weeks, many say it's just him going on a vacation, and in a way that is true.
But.. In reality, he goes into a rut. The effects greatly affect him physically and even mentally. He becomes more irritable, more restless and of course, horny as hell. He can't and won't be able to perform well if he were to be out in the fields during his cycle.
For years now, he endured these symptoms alone, locked in his living quarters. Kokomi thought of ways to aid Gorou in his predicament, of course she had suggested he should pick a volunteer that would be able to relieve him during his cycle.
But Gorou always turned her offer down, and opted to suffer alone. He didn't want anyone to be subjected to his feral behavior. That's how it always had been.
That was until you arrived. As Swordfish Captain II, you were a reliable and a strong individual in the eyes of the soldiers. You had grown quite a good reputation amongst the people of Inazuma. That's when Kokomi got the idea to ask you for a favor.
"Ah, the Traveller. Oh, I'm so thankful you're here." She let out a sigh of relief. You began to worry. Did something happen? Was it the Fatui again? What is it that's so important that someone as busy as Kokomi had to call you here in Watatsumi Island?
"Kokomi? Did something happen? What—" You frantically threw questions at her, asking if anything happened to the soldiers or the island, but she quickly refuted your worried assumptions.
"No, no it's not that at all. Don't worry, Nothing harmful has occured here in Watatsumi island, no— It's nothing of the sort. Actually, it's about.. Ahem, someone."
"Really? You really worried me. That's a relief.." You held your chest and let out a sigh.
"Well then, who is this about?"
"As you know, Gorou is well, half animal. And his kind goes into a kind of heat every year. And.. Since I heard you are nearby, I called you here to ask you for a favor."
Oh god, is this conversation going to where you think it's going?..
"Are you suggesting that I should..?" A large, pink embarrassed blush faded into your complexion, you momentarily thought about how this scenario can potentially unfold. It made your mind reel.
"Yes. I am." She said nonchalantly. A stern look cascaded over her soft features.
"I know an errand of this kind, you have never done. But I insist, Gorou has spent many years alone during this time, and it hurts to see him endure the frustration all by himself."
"And when I suggested that he could pick a volunteer to help him, he shut it down. It seems he was never comfortable with doing such a thing. But.. With you, I believe he will accept your assistance."
You and Kokomi could only look at each other. You contemplated whether you should accept this task. Not only does it risk your reputation.. But also your friendship with Gorou. You are unsure, what if he turns you down?
But even with all those risky possibilities, you still wanted to give Gorou a hand. Like Kokomi said, it does hurt to hear that every year, Gorou has to isolate himself like this and go through the process alone.
It was clear that he very much needed a mate, that's why he gets so restless during this time, because he is not meant to be alone.
So with much consideration, you accepted the risk.
With a heavy sigh..
"Okay. I will accept this task. But.. Only because he's my friend."
"I'm grateful for your assistance, Traveller. I don't know what I would've done if you turned down my offer.." Kokomi said with grace, the both of you began to walk down the several bridges that were laid upon several areas of Watatsumi Island, leading towards the small houses in which some residents live.. Including, Gorou as of right now.
"And I'm sure Gorou will be grateful as well." She added while gently smiling at you. You could only smile back nervously. You were quite concerned with Gorou's condition, even though going into a rut is something that occurs naturally to him, you wonder how much of the effects take a toll on him..
The last few strolls were nothing but just silence. A long, deafening silence. You don't know if you were ready or not. You just convinced yourself that this will be fine. You have encountered many, many dangers and have defeated them with ease. How bad could this possibly be?
But this is different. Very, very different. It something very personal.
The soft crunches of you and Kokomi's shoes echoed in your ears, you observed while you followed a little bit behind her, she approached a small home, it was far away from the other houses where the others lived. It had its own little hill, it was like... It was purposely isolated from others.
The both of you climbed the small staircase, each soft thud of your feet a reminder of what's to come as you come closer and closer to the door.
You and Kokomi stopped infront of the house. A bead of sweat rolled down your forehead. "This is it, Traveller." She turned her head to look at you.
"I hope you're ready. I know you can handle his vigor."
"Good luck." She said with determination. That was the last thing she said before leaving you by the doorway.
You stared at the wooden material, could you really handle it like Kokomi said? She's saying it like he's become a feral animal.. You inhale, and exhale, preparing yourself to come inside. You told yourseld to stop hesitating.
And finally, you opened the door. The interior inside was.. Very, very dark. The only light that came in was the brightness that seeped in from the open door. Anything else.. Was just a muted light from the closed windows.
"Uh.. Gorou? It's me, the traveller." You closed the door behind you. You could barely see anything, but
you could make out a figure, seems like it was covered in a ton of blankets.. And holy shit, it was hot in here. No wind was coming in whatsoever..
His body temperature was hot, he could only think about one thing. He gripped the sheets, heavily breathing. He restlessly thrusted into his pillow, desperate for some sort of release. But it wasn't enough.
He wanted to fuck.
His fingers dug into the soft fabric of the pillow, his nails almost ripping the seams from how tightly he was gripping the soft, plush, pillow. "Hah, hah... fuck.."
His cock twitched as the material rubbed against his red, swollen cock tip. It leaked with precum, staining the pillow a dark, shaded color. "Mnngh... N-Need.. more!.." His tail wagged, the intensity producing a slight breeze behind him. His highly heated actions were then interrupted, his ears perking up to your concerned voice.
He instinctively covered his exposed, naked body with pillows and blankets. "Traveller?! What.. What are you doing here?.."
You approached him, a little shocked by his messy look. The last time you saw him he was leading the battle against the Vision Hunt Decree, but now.. You see him drowning in various blankets and pillows, his hair way more messy than usual, and droplets of sweat running down his neck and his forehead.
You could see, ever so slightly that he was completely bare underneath the blanket he was hiding in. You could see in his eyes that he was desperate for human contact, now you can see clearly what you have to do..
"Kokomi sent me. I know you want to be alone but.. I hate seeing you like this."
You said solemnly, at the same time— you were already stripping. He watched intentively, closely watching as how more and more of your skin was being revealed to him. His tail began to wag once more, the involuntary motion exposing his interest.
The fall of of your clothes made soft thuds on the wooden floors, the sounds being like music to Gorou's soft ears.
After a slow, agonizing, 7 minutes, you were completely nude. Gorou could only look at you with wide eyes, his vision soaking in the beautiful view infront of him. His eyes took in each crevice, each nook and cranny of your beautiful, beautiful body.
Before you could even open your mouth, Gorou suddenly pulls you inside the bed. Before you could process what the hell just happened, his lips instantly collided with yours, his tongue invading your mouth with much force.
"Mmn... Mmph.." He moaned lightly into your kiss.
"You're so tasty... I'm glad it's you." He said briefly before pushing his lips against yours once again. Your hands found its way to his hair, your finger tips played with his brown locks.
"I've been waiting for this.. " He said while looking into your eyes, his look was filled with need, he needed.. To be inside you. He needed to pump you full of his seed right this instant. He couldn't contain himself any longer, but he knew to be more delicate with you.. It's the polite thing to do, right?
"Look, I know you're really pent up right now."
"And.. I don't want to restrain you."
Gorou only looked at you in confusion, where were you going with this exactly..?
"So, don't hold back. Do what you need to do."
"Are you sure? I don't wanna hurt you or anything.."
He looked at you sincerely, pushing back your hair behind your hair. It was true, he knew that sometimes he can go too far, especially in this state..
"Don't worry, I can handle it."
Gorou nodded taking in your reassurance. And then.. He abruptly flipped you so that your back faced him. He licked his lips at thesight of your figure below him. His hands lightly gripped your hips. He held his erect cock and lined it up with your hole— and without any warning, he invaded your insides.
You instinctively gripped the sheets, your eyes widening and your mouth opening agape. "Ah-"
And as quickly as he went inside, his hips began to move, the obscene sounds of skin slapping against each other filling the room. His fingers gripped your hips so tightly that the both of you knew that it would bruise sooner or later.
You could feel every, single, inch of Gorou's pulsating member deep inside your stomach, you could feel it poking and probing your insides. You couldn't help but grind your ass up against him,
"Ngh.. Can't stop—" He said in a loud growl. Your mouthh could only produce soft gasps, and loud moans that you couldn't contain. Your hands were under the pillow, and your face sunken into the soft material.
His thrusts grew more frantic, more restless. His body slumped over the top of you, he grabbed your wrists while he pinned you down. Oh, how he's been craving this contact for so long, this is so much better than a dry, cold pillow.
His mouth was right beside your ear, your hearing being filled by his loud pants and low grunts. You could feel his balls slap against your ass, droplets of sweat rolling down his forehead down to his neck.
"You feel— so— fuck.. good.." His fingers slowly slid down to your stomach, his hands caressing the soft skin, feeling a slight bulge appear, and reappear each time he thrusted in, and outside of your plump ass.
"So tight.."
"M'gonna pump you full of my pups.. Sound good, yeah?" He whispered in your ear. His tail wagged behind him, you felt so good inside.. He could feel you twitch around his cock. He left several bites and hickeys all over your neck, not caring whether people could see the marks he's leaving.
At this point, his hips only crashed and collided with yours. He's probably gonna break your pelvis from how aggressive he's going right now.. But you didn't care, you were in ecstasy, and Gorou is too.
Your thighs trembled, you could feel your lower body going number. Your whimpers and mewls filled Gorou's ears like a symphony. "Yeah, oh.. Keep making those cute noises for me, traveller.."
He growled, his ears pinning to the back of his head, he could feel it.. He was close. He wanted to breed you so badly, he wanted to come undone all inside you, coating your insides white until it leaks out.
"Mnghh— I'm so close— Traveller—" He bit into your shoulder, his canines sinking into your skin, his nails digging into your hips, leaving a deep, red mark. His cock twitched and pulsated, signalling his climax. His hip thrusts got faster, and faster, and faster— your skin producing obscene slaps with each thrust— until..
"Ah! Fuck—!"
He abruptly stopped, he pulled your waist closer to him, his cock pumping warm, thick and sticky seed deep into your stomach. A warm sensation filled your tummy, as you feel his cum filling you up. He breathed heavily, each breath coming out in heavy pants.
He stayed inside you for a brief moment, soaking in the euphoric climax, his cum still flowing and beginning to leak out of your hole.
"Ngh.." He slowly pulled out of you, a lewd squelch accompanying his member. You whimpered, feeling the emptiness as he pulled out. His seed dripped onto the sheets, your hole gaping open.
His fingers probed and stretched, smirking at the sight of your abused ass, all cum stained and wet. He rubbed his still dripping dick all over your empty hole, leaving the leftovers all over your ass.
"M'sorry if I hurt you.." He leaned down and left a sweet kiss on the nape of your neck.
"Ah.. Don't worry about it.." You replied weakly. He didn't say anything back. You were confused— until, you felt a heavy weight fall onto you. It was Gorou.. Seems like he fell asleep. Not soon after, you- yourself fell asleep as well. Wow.. That was quite tiring.
The next day.. You exited Gorou's house, expecting yourself to return once more. That felt, pretty great actually.
You closed the door behind you, suddenly,— you were met with Kokomi.
"Seems like it went well.. Hehe." She giggled, her eyes spotting the hickeys on your neck..
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you can tell when gorou needs you, even if he doesn’t want to admit it to himself. he inches himself marginally closer to you. waits for you to notice. waits for you to point it out.
“you’ve gotten closer.” it wasn’t a question, never was.
“i jus’ wanna be close to you.” he murmurs, a hint of embarrassment he tries desperately to hide in his voice.
“you don’t have to act so worried about it. just come closer,” you tell him. you’ve told him this every time.
and still, every time, his eyes light up like you’ve given him permission to do something you haven’t done before.
it’s unspoken, the things you’ll allow him to do. he knows this. so when he leans closer, eyes flickering down to your lips for a split-second, you know what he wants.
you cup the back of his neck and kiss him softly, and even that alone causes him to groan against your mouth. causes his ears to twitch, tail to flick. his lips part in a whimper, breath catching in his throat.
“poor baby,” you murmur once you pull away. “just needed some attention, yeah? i can give you some attention.”
it’s a promise. one you plan wholeheartedly on keeping. it makes him giddy.
he doesn’t respond, just silently begs for another kiss. this one is more desperate. teeth clashing, breath being stolen. it’s messy, heated.
he follows your moves, chases after you like you’re his lifeline. he craves you.
you love it. and some part of him doesn’t want to admit it, but he does too.
Ⅲ. DIORS DIARY : : this been sitting in here forr a while
DOGBOY WHO CANT KEEP TO HIMSELF — ITTO / CHILDE
itto tries, he really does! but the need to be touching you is hard to control :( head nuzzled into your lap, secretly inhaling your scent or hands holding onto your thighs, inching higher and higher to where that sweet smell is coming from. at night it gets way worse
you and him wont be getting no sleep, his whines are too loud to ignore and the ruts hes giving to your thigh is making the whole bed shake. "please...help me...need so badly" he could probably cum multiple times just by humping your thigh, but you know he would never be satisfied.
childe does it to act out, he knows hes not supposed to be feeling you up but youre not paying attention to him! no matter how many times you say his name his hands still travel lower and lower
even when you have him on his back and jerking at his cock hes still acting out, hes tauting you, saying youre going to soft on him and that he needs it harder. you know he wouldnt be able to handle a lot but just so he can feel what it’s like you give him the rough sex he desperately craves for
have him tied to the bed, cock ring stopping him from cumming and a dildo stretching out his hole. he want this so desperately but there’s tears in his eyes and he’s babbling about how it too much for him. raising his hips to get away from the dildo when it presses right up against his prostate but he pushes back down when it slips from his hole
GOOD LITTLE DOG BOYS — WRIOTHESLEY / GOROU / THOMA
wriothesley is busy and he does get needy but he keeps his hands to himself, even when he’s at work. he could be making a mess in his pants but he would never touch his cock without your permission. even when your teasing him with pictures and suggestive messages he’s still gonna continue working so he can hurry and get to you
when he’s finally at home he’s already on his knees in front of you, hands folded in his lap and looking up at you with a slight blush. you give him the reward of getting off to your foot, pressing it into his bulge to watch him squirm a little, it may not be enough for him to cum but he’ll take anything you give him
gorou is busy, being a general and all, but he still makes time to get home and ask permission to touch himself. even if you make him rut against a pillow he’s gonna be slurring out thank yous while making a mess all over the pillow. he looks so desprate while rutting against the pillow that you cant help but give some praise
calling him your good boy for holding out so long, giving him kisses for being patient with your teasing. hes on cloud ine, he dosent even care that his cock is starting to ache from holding back, just keep praising him and he'll be satisfied enough
just like the other two, thoma is busy tending to kamisato estate, so sexual needs arent always on his mind. but at he end of the day when hes behind closed doors and in your arms he cant help but have a sudden urge run over his body thats craving for your touch and attention. his cock would be hard in his pants as he nuzzles his head into your neck but his hands would only stay at your waist
no matter how needy he gets he would never do anything without permission. when you give the go ahead hes so gentle when undressing you, holding back his lustful urge just so he can please you first. and when hes finally getting what he wants hes a drooling mess, brain empty as moans fly freeely through his lips
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Gorou becomes blissful and relaxed, happy to be laying beside his lover. Before them, he had never experienced being in love. He's attentive, peppering their face in rapid fire kisses and snuggling up to them - he likes to be the little spoon, like a little jet back on their back.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Gorou is very proud of his tail, it's why he keeps it so well maintained. On his lover, he loves their stomach - nuzzling into it while laying his head in his lovers lap.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Even though it's expected to come (heh) with sex regardless if that includes penetration, Gorou gets very bashful and almost embarrassed every time, but he loves to cum inside. The thought of breeding a litter inside his lover makes his embarrassment ease a little.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Gorou loves the thought of being called a 'good boy' or 'good puppy' every single time he gets aroused. Even the thought of just being called 'puppy' while being deep inside his lover sends shivers down his spine, making his tail wag at the speed of light - but archons forbid he ever admit it. However if it were Yae to say these things to him jokingly, he'd want to die on the spot.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Zero. Intimacy is completely new for him, and in general he's very shy about the idea and even the concept - but he's very eager to learn what will please his lover.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Well of course it has to be doggy. Mounting his lover from behind with his body fully pressed into their back while his hips move is his absolute favourite - panting and saying 'love you, love you' over and over.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
As already mentioned, he's very shy - he's neither humorous or overly serious, he's a ball of anxiety when things start to get heated, he becomes more adorable like a small puppy more than anything.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Downstairs his hair is exactly the same as the hair on his head and tail, little white patch included right in the middle. He grooms it, trims it just as well as he takes care of his tail. Everything is very neat.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Despite his bashfulness, he's very romantic and loving. Whispering in a stutter how much he loves and adores his lover, how lucky he feels to be with them, to have the honor of being inside them, pleasing them, loving them.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Gorou is a very busy man with a lot on his plate and a lot on his mind. He doesn't have a lot of time to engage in self pleasure, but when he does he makes his environment relaxing and takes his time. He strokes slow, letting out the cutest little whimpers - quietly of course, if his soldiers ever heard him he'd need to resign and move all the way to Sumeru or Fontaine, along with a name change.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Very similar to his dirty secret, he loves being treated like the best little puppy ever. One could almost consider it petplay, but he has no need for clip on/headband ears and a tie around/buttplug tail - he's already got the whole package naturally~.
He also LOVES to knot his lover.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
If he can, he avoids his quarters at all costs. His room is mostly filled with maps and papers of strategy plans, and doesn't feel romantic to him. But in a discreet location under a cherry blossom tree in the late evening? Perfect.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Having his ears touched and caressed, same as having his tail groomed while receiving praise. Gorou absolutely melts.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Gorou couldn't stand the thought of hurting his lover, even if they requested it. He's not a rough, dominate man by any means - and he doesn't even like dirty or crude talk.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
While he loves and appreciates receiving, he's a much bigger man of giving. His mouth between his lovers thighs, holding them open while his eyes are shut softly and having his ears and head petted makes him moan every few seconds, making his tail wag at the same time. Gorou has a very skilled tongue~
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
He starts slow, making soft, reverent love - but he soon gets overly excited and his pace picks up till he's rutting hard and fast into his lover. His pace is never punishing unless his lover requests it, he's happy to comply but so adorably shy about it - asking if it's okay over and over again for him to really do so.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
He prefers to take his time and enjoy the experience, especially since the poor puppy gets so nervous at first. But since he's often very busy and occupied with the army, a quickie is nice ever now and again.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
He wants noting more than to please his lover, he's happy to experiment as long as everything is thoroughly explained o him before hand and he receives a lot of reassurance. Taking risks is something he's thought about dipping his toes, or tail in, but again - the poor little pup needs a lot of reassuring and love before even considering doing anything risky.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
He can go for a good 5 rounds at most almost back to back. That is unless he's knotting, in that case it tends to be a one and done - he struggles to control how long his knot will stay inflated (it can be up to a damn hour on some occasions, way to go Gorou!) in terms of how long he lasts? He cums in around 20 minutes normally.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
The thought of using toys entices him, but he doesn't own any himself. His partner however has collars and little bone toys for him which he loves - but of course blushes furiously whenever they come out.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He's not much of a tease himself, but loves it when his lover teases him and denies him, he pouts and whimpers the cutest, most angelic little sounds.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
He tries to be quiet, but fails miserably. His moans are so sweet - and get louder and more needy the closer he gets to release.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Gorou also likes to groom his partner - brushing their hair, he has an amazing hair care routine overall. He's all about being pampered and pampering his lover in return - this doesn't have to always be sexual for him.
When he's alone and trying to sleep, missing his lover, he often curls up around his own tail hugging it close to him, petting it, pretending his hand is his lovers.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
He has human anatomy even with his canine blood and features, but has a fantastic knot. His member is decent in length and girth, but not the thickest - but he knows how to use it, and thats the most important thing. It also curves upwards.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
It's average. His mind is often occupied with his job - but that doesn't mean he's a man without needs and desires. That is...for the most part. When his rut starts, he awkwardly has to fill out the forms requesting time off to take care of himself, of course never disclosing the true reason why.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
He more so gets sleepy and blissfully drowsy opposed to falling asleep, he will keep his eyes closed and cuddle up to his lover.
subtle twitches— the very ones that conceal little hints of excitement that resonated over gorou's ears when he moves himself closer in between your parted thighs, the insides full on glistening with your arousal laced over your folds— and time had passed, surely it did, yet it didn't feel this way to you, not when gorou couldn't stop himself from being trapped within the warm wrap of your legs swaddled around his head.
he's obsessed with it, driven by it.
you're feverishly riding his tongue and keep him as close as possible, your gaze falling down through your tear-stricken lashes as you get a thunderous thrill out of his tongue pressing painfully against the spongy flesh of your folds, your bottom lip tied in between your sharp teeth to hold back on your quivering moans.
you're still too sensitive from the hour long drags of his tongue, really, just pleasure and pain, a ripple of galvanic stirs overloading your senses until you're quivering all over, his sloppy tongue teasing and prodding at your stimulated hole, attempting to push inside as your toes curl inwards, your back arching like a bow.
gorou always sucks so hard on your cunt that it feels like he's trying to draw your pending orgasm out through the sheer force of his mouth attached on your pussy, using your glossy arousal to lubricate his mouth further as he pushes past the aching ring of your slit at last, his nostrils flaring and jaw tightening due to immense concentration.
who knew the general was that good at this?
and gorou was so handsome, so pretty, when he swiftly returns a shy smile at you, pearly whites peaking from underneath his glimmering mouth, whilst his lips never leave your warm pussy and remain on top, because he was truly, utterly, hair-raisingly shameless when it got to pleasuring his perfection of a darling— he'd do anything for your hips to keep on wiggling and aching through timid ruts that would ultimately manifest into a desperate grind of your swollen sex battering his cheeks.
𖧡 — LYNEY
lyney casts a single glance down on your face and falls, head first, in love with you once again— straight from the shoulder, it doesn't matter to him how you look right now, because even though your mascara was cementing under your lower lashes, your eyes transpicuous with mellow tears slithering all over your warm cheeks the moment you whine out his name, it's still not of significant importance.
because for the magician himself, you're still and always will be— the most drop-dead gorgeous being on earth.
you're so good to him and he wants to pay you back for it, every touch and thrust of his thudding dick setting a path of electricity straight to the furthest part inside your ribbed walls and ending at the tip of his his cockhead curling up all nicely inside of you, adding his scent on all the right places that needed the most attention.
and lyney was becoming hungrier by the minute, rocking his length in and out of your pulsating pussy to smear your slick all over your squishy folds and clit, while teasing your nipples with one hand and never downgrading the brimming thrusts of his hips, not until your body was aching, the curves on your frame incandescent of a sharp glow, powered by alight beads of perspiration scattering over the shivers on your skin.
"fuck, so fucking hot, you're so fucking hot, my love,"
lyney's body seem to scream of thrill, indulging of the salacious puffiness on your cunt when you moan through a slacked jaw, step by step falling apart underneath his looming figure as your body suffers from an overstimulating sensation.
oh no, it's way way way too much now, you shiver and cry out his name, yet beg for lyney to continue, wince at the penetrative pressure getting so close that it squeezes the air from your lungs, the electrifying buzzes on your sensitivity move so fast they're unstoppable, it's too much, again, too much;
but it's so fucking perfect.
𖧡 — ALHAITHAM
alhaitham derives gleaming pleasure into your person, an exclaimed heat luxuriating across your face as you return his kiss grouped by rapture— and your boyfriend was outright intoxicated on the way you offered yourself to him so gracefully.
the more your thighs twitched apart and enclosed his waist— the more he convulses when pressing in and out of your glistening cunt, breaking waves of colliding grunts and whines that get swallowed by you both tangling your tongues as he gropes the flesh of your ass to tug and push you into his dripping erection even further.
for that passion that was set free within the confines of the perspiring room— there was also love, determination and the excitement to bring you close to the edge, it turned alhaitham more eager to fasten his blows on you, which, for someone who preferred to take the slowed route, when it came to this, fuck, this, he'd never end it with you being unsatisfied in his performance.
your fingers rummage at the back of alhaitham's shoulders as he kisses your neck before moving the pink muscle and drawing the flat of his tongue right behind your ear— his exhaled breathes were menacing on you, his hair all tousled and disheveled with a couple strands sticking on his dampened forehead, he looked utterly devilish, beautiful and handsome when he grunts in bliss.
shuddering and bucking, you jerk your hips up as you notice the perspiring pressure on your wet sex, something was suddenly different and your entire frame begins to twitch and shake whilst pressed underneath his bulky figure suffocating any form of distance on your bodies.
the most plausible reason for this being on how alhaitham precisely gyrated his hips to penetrate over the clenching base on your entrance, delving through the devious pleasure points in your sensitivity as he explores the totality of your soaking wet walls, the sum of his moments decorated by the heavenly noises slithering from the tip of your tongue.
the surplus of stimulations on your luscious cunt melted into your skin, beating the air with copious amounts of small, hiccoughy moans as you clung yourself tight against alhaitham's body to ride out the powerful shudders as you intensely, came and came apart— your hips curling up mindlessly against his girthy shaped length as your eyes fall shut from exhaustion, mind hanging above the clouds— your pussy throbbing from the musky scent from the scribe, not to mention of pheromones and filth that had been everywhere, all pendant around your bodies— jutting into empty air with your arms forevermore enclosed around each other, overwhelming you in the most beautiful of ways.
𖧡 — KAZUHA
kazuha clearly knows what he's doing to you, and he sees how it's working on each corner of your eyes desperately holding on to a droplet of tears— and he swiftly slides his fingers in and out, his eyes manifesting through a lidded glance, a languishing haze obscuring over your heads as he keeps your legs apart with his body, spending enough time to stretch you, although going slow.
you see, when you suddenly make a sound, kind of a vocalized panting that showed kazuha that you're much more sensitive and reactive than usually, he is aware that it's doing something to you, he knows he needs to keep his slender digits hidden in your cunt for a much longer procedure, perhaps even coax out a real, harboring orgasm from you without using his cock this time.
"just leave it to me," he coos as you're gaped open by his fingers being knuckles deep inside, scattering your bodily scent over his hand as kazuha scissors your creamy arousal back into you, fucking that little cunt of yours silly and proving to you— that you really had nothing to worry about, besides the strong radiation of overstimulation circulating through your entire blood stream.
"just keep your attention on me," he adds onto his mutters, long lashes tickling your cheeks before moving his fingers faster and faster through your tensed walls, the wet echos of your cunt diffusing into the entire humidity of your room.
slap, slap, slap, it's so noisy— ugh, and you drawl out an embarrassed whimper as well as a flustered writhe from how impossibly loud it had become, not to mention on how fast kazuha thrusted the two digits in and out of you and appeared to be utterly delighted by the noises your sweet sex could make, almost as if that was part of his plan.
you stumble and hiccup over your short-lived heaves, wriggling and writhing from the deep curls on your g-spot as he suddenly places his warm thumb on your clit.
it's over now, you're done for, and kazuha's whole, intense ministrations on your body were being downright relentless, his fingers pressing in and out of your wet sex as your exposed figure couldn't do anything other than endure the tasteful traces— with your tits in perfect view for him to indulge in, bouncing up and down in rhythm with the fast pumps of his hand, the underside of your breasts faintly doused with a glow of sweat and perspiration.
"i know, i know," kazuha whispers at you, sensually kissing your cheek when he perceives the soft cries pulled from your throat, the looming begs and whines developing and revealing themselves afterwards— all due to the expanding pressure of his finger over the stretch on your sloppy walls messing you up,
"but you can do it for me, okay? my love, can you?"
