the last time s.k.
summary: kogami swears this is going to be his last time sleeping with you, just as he’s said every other time.
warnings: smut, 18+ content mdni, dubcon, manipulation, masturbation, hair pulling, cum eating, finger sucking, fingering, impact play, unprotected sex, creampie, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, pet names (good girl, doll, etc), begging, slight humilation, praise, smoking, little aftercare
word count: 6.6k
a/n: heheh sorry I watched this show and had 0 self control.
"Get up."
It came as no surprise to Kogami when he found you asleep in his bed. The lack of privacy he got was overwhelming when it came to being one of the Public Safety Bureau's dogs. No quiet, no space to stretch his legs, no peace. His room was no longer a sanctuary, particularly after his run-in with you all those months ago.
Division Two Inspector, top of your class, and a far too forgiving heart when it came to people like Shinya Kogami. He was a pretty face with a nice body - exactly what you wanted. You'd first met him on a case while working with Division One, back when he first acquired the life as an enforcer. As Inspector, you knew you were to keep your relationship with enforcers as professional and authoritarian. Kogami quickly became an exception.
While working the same case, your smoke breaks became synchronous and the amount of chatter grew. It wasn't until the end of the case did you invite him over for a well-earned drink, away from his Division just for the night. He couldn't say no, even if he wanted to. Dogs always had to listen to their owners.
He should have known better. He was a Detective like you once, he should have noticed the mischievous look in your eyes and the lingering touches on his skin. It wasn't until you were physically straddling him did he realize what your intentions were. He couldn't say he didn't want it either.
Kogami sighed at your lack of reaction to him entering his room. You laid on your stomach, arms under his pillow and ass pushed up in the air just enough to get his attention. Quiet, shallow breaths escaped you, though he knew better than that to believe you were truly sleeping - at least not since he opened the door.
"Hey," Kogami tried again. His palm descended through the air, leaving a crisp smack on your ass to get your attention. You still refused to open your eyes, or maybe you really were tired enough not to be bothered by him. "I told you to stop sleeping here."
He noticed you picked up the habit a while ago. Slipping into his room during your breaks to take a quick shut-eye, working until four in the morning just to be too tired to make it to your home, even sneaking away from the public eye just for a smoke. Kogami didn't mind, not when you spread your legs and kept that pretty little mouth open.
How could he complain when someone with such a sweet pussy let him have a taste? How could he complain when you fucked him - used him - to get rid of the stress of your mind? How could he complain when you let him lose himself to the pleasure of stretching your hole until he couldn't cum anymore?
Kogami felt the guilt of having his superior succumb to his needs, but the pleasure of it all outweighed any sense of regret in the moment. He was weighed by the guilt of it, tainting someone with such a beautiful hue. He fulfilled your needs too, the mutual benefit was something you needed to rid the stress of your line of work. He had to remind himself time and time again that this was your idea, you were the one who came to him which made it all okay.
Smoke puffed around him. Kogami sat in front of his desk, cigarette dangling between his lips as he tried to unwind from the tension of his work. He wanted time to himself, to be alone just for a while after going overtime for way longer than he could have wanted.
He could feel your eyes on the back of his head. With a final drag of his cigarette, he put the butt of it in his ashtray. In a few long strides, he crossed the room, standing at the edge of his bed. Your eyes were closed once more, this time a pathetically hidden smile on your lips as he gazed at your body.
Every time he told himself it would be the last. No more of this endless fucking, no more of having you weight down his already guilt-ridden shoulders. Every time he failed, succumbing to the desire to have his cock buried inside your needy hole. He couldn't deprive himself of the only good thing this job came with.
The bed creaked with the weight of him. Kogami practically laid on top of you, molding himself to you with his face tucked into your neck. Soft kisses were placed on your skin, edging a reaction to come from you so you'd stop pretending to be asleep. Being a light sleeper came with years of this job.
His fingers trailed up your legs, toying at the edge of the skirt you wore. He hated the dull uniform skirts, hated how every time he saw you wear it he wanted to tear it off your body. It was like unwrapping a present, always there was a treat for him beneath the layers of material, pretty and wet and all for him.
He pried further up, teasingly slow. He was impressed by your ability to keep your breathing even when he was like this. The composure of an inspector shining through when he knew how easily the facade of yours could crack with a nimble touch of his fingers.
His kisses turned harsher, sucking at your skin right where the collar of your button-up reached. It wasn't until finally did the pads of his fingers find your underwear did he start to get something from you. He could see your hands fidget from beneath his pillow, eyes tightening. You were like an open book while trying so hard to remain expressionless.
"You're trying so damn hard to be coy but I'm sure these panties are already wet, huh?"
Kogami forced his hand between your thighs, prying them opening just enough to get the access he needed to prove his point. Your lips parted as he dragged his index over your clothed folds. So predictable, it was hard to believe you were at the top of your class and such a hard-working detective.
A chuckle rumbled against you.
"Just what I thought, Detective," Kogami pressed against your clit, circling ever-so-slowly. He watched as your breathing became harder. "How long have you been thinking about me? All day? Since you lied down in my bed? Or has it been since the last time I fucked you?"
The last time. Fuck, he told himself it was the last time, and yet here he was again with his hands between your legs. He couldn't allow himself to do this again, no it needed to end here or he would never be able to see it through.
His actions stopped with the end of his questions, hands pulled from your body and no longer touching you at all. Whatever teasing you were trying to get him to do - he wasn't about to fall for it. He knew you well enough to know your actions reached farther than what he was about to give you. You needed more than what he could give you, what he wanted to give you.
"Kogami," you whined, finally breaking your facade. You had been thinking of him all day, all week if you were being honest. Division One had more on their plate than they could handle, you wanted him to use you, to take out all his frustrations and anger and use it against you. It was always those occasions that left you on such a euphoric high, clearing your hue to such a light beautiful colour.
"Why'd you stop?" You pouted. He gave you no other choice but to roll over and face him, pout on your lips. It didn't matter what kind of seductive look you were attempting to give him, he paid no attention to you. He laid flat on his back, pulling another cigarette out of the box and lighting it up.
"I told you to stop staying here," he repeated himself from earlier. His tie was looser on his neck than usual, an extra button was undone, and his shirt was untucked. He must have done that when he first came in. His chest heaved with the inhale of smoke. He refused to meet your eye - maybe he really was upset this time.
"Your Crime Coefficient is going to go up if you keep sleeping with a latent criminal."
"Don't lie, Ko, you'd like that wouldn't you?" You pressed on. Whatever his current thoughts and feelings were, you'd find out one way or another. Sex, talking, even his seldom expressions might give it all away. "If I were just like you we could be having sex all the time, without having to worry about the other Detectives. You could have me all to yourself, I could use my favourite little pet whenever I wanted."
Kogami ran a hand down his face, his whole body quickly becoming heavy with your words. No matter how many times you joked about it, whatever hint of seriousness in your voice, your hue was always crystal clear. He envied you for being able to remain so pure when having such a foul taste of life.
He liked to tell himself no matter how many times you defiled yourself with him, it wouldn't change your hue because of your strong mindset. There was always still a fear he would be the reason you'd lose your position as Inspector and fall to Enforcer. He already lived with enough guilt on his conscience, he didn't need more of it.
His long arm stretched out, tapping away the ash from his current cigarette. Before he could bring it back to his lips, your snatched it away from him, sitting upright to take a long drag. Kogami didn't get the chance to deter your movement - or maybe he didn't want to. Either way, he felt your lips on his, and the same puff of smoke you took entered his lungs.
A tangled mess of tongue and lips quickly became. Kogami's hands back on your body, over every curve and dip he loved to ravish. The warmth between your thighs radiated on his own as you straddled him, grinding just enough to feel the friction on your sensitive core. Every minuscule sound you made was swallowed by him.
He forgot the reason for his heavy heart with your taste. The lingering residue of tobacco on your tongue, minty chapstick, it was all so familiar to him. Too familiar, it was what he was ultimately trying to avoid, all this - with you, he couldn't anymore.
Stern hands grabbed your waist, pushing you off his body and yanking the cigarette back to his lips. Kogami didn't hesitate this time to push himself off his bed where you remained needy for him. Those fingers once between your thighs were running through his hair in frustration. He was frustrated at himself for not being able to say no to you.
He felt cursed when he was with you. His mind screaming at him to leave, to refuse to fall to your scheme and risk tainting you further. His body was as if he weren't in control of it any longer. You, the puppeteer, pulling the strings attached to him in just the way you pleased. No matter which way he looked at it, there was no escape.
"I'm not doing this anymore," Kogami told you. He couldn't lie about not wanting the sex - not with the way his cock was straining against the tight pants he wore. He could, however, speak the truth about his feelings. "Go fuck Ginzo, or some other Inspector. Someone who isn't a latent criminal."
"Sex is sex, Shinya," your tone slowly matching his - serious, stoic, anything but the playfulness you wanted to hear from him, "no matter who you have it with. Just because your criminal coefficient is high doesn't mean mine will be just because I'm sleeping with you. We've been doing this for months, and it hasn't gone up because of you."
"But it's gone up."
"Because of work," you argued. It was hard not to be affected by what this job could bring, even with the enforcers taking most of the dirty work. There were still horrors, stress, everything that came with the job of working as an Inspector. He knew that better than anyone which was why he should have been able to understand where you were coming from.
"I'm a big girl, Kogami, if I was worried about my hue darkening because of you I would have stopped a long time ago. It gets clearer every time I see you, you know. My crime coefficient goes down every time you use me, you make me higher than any drug could."
Your arms were around his waist without a sound. The warmth of your body was what he needed after the stressful day he withstood. Kogami sighed, you were right, you did know your hue better than anyone else and you knew what you needed to do to prevent it from getting darker. He still couldn't bring himself to believe it got clearer after your encounters - no one's hue became lighter after time with him in any sense.
Your fingers slipped beneath his shirt, wandering aimlessly over his hardened torso. Every muscle tensed under your touch, fighting his mind to pull away from you and force you to leave this room and never return. He didn't have to see you while working every day, it would be easy to shut you out forever.
Instead, he allowed your hands to travel further down, grazing over the bulge in his pants and nimbly undoing the belt and button. A shaky breath escaped him as your cold fingers pushed beneath his underwear to relieve his cock of its restraint. Instinctively, he grabbed your wrist with a bruising grip. It wasn't enough to stop your movements.
"Do you really want me to leave?" You asked, stroking his length at such a slow pace it was almost painful. He didn't notice how your free hand dropped from his body, now pressed between your legs. "I can stop right now, leave you all alone with this. Do you think of me when you touch yourself? Do you think of me stroking you like this? Or maybe it's my mouth you think of."
The zipper of your skirt was pulled down by your own hand. The material quickly fell to a pile on the floor. You pushed your soiled underwear to the side, biting hard at your lip as you grazed your sensitive nub. He noticed how your movements faltered, strokes becoming more erratic and the pressure of your palm changing constantly.
Kogami was so consumed with his pleasure, he was yet to notice your fingers deep inside your cunt - not until an ever so quiet moan slipped.
"Or maybe you think about filling me up with your cum, yeah? Never let you do that before, you want to today? F-fuck, you wanna fill my pussy up with your cum, Ko?" Your fingers curled, desperately trying to find the spot Kogami memorized long ago. Your digits were pathetic compared his, they weren't as long and they certainly could never make you cum as his could. A sorrowful whine echoed against his spine as you failed to please yourself like he could. "D-do you think about using my body to get yourself off - Ah!"
A relieved cry, finally managing to press the pads of your fingers into the delightful, pleasure-filled spot you'd been searching for. A similar moan followed from him, your hand instinctively tightening around his cock in such a sinful way it could almost compare to the hole he'd been thinking about.
"Fuck," he muttered to himself. One more time. This would be the last time - he meant it. The pad of your finger teased his tip, circling it until he finally couldn't take it anymore. Kogami hastily rotated, pulling you in for a heated kiss. Only now could he truly see the material of your skirt tossed aside and your needy hole being filled by your fingers.
Kogami made your head spin. Between his kiss and the way his fingers joined yours, you could barely stand on your own two feet.
The taste of cigarettes remained on his tongue as it invaded your mouth. He gave you no chance of control, no chance of having any sort of dominance against him with those words spoken earlier. He did think about you when he got off, especially the day you'd finally let him go raw, filling you up until his cum was spilling out of you. Shit.
Kogami's hand encased yours, pulling your dripping fingers from your cunt and pushing them past his lips. His tongue devoured every drop of your juices, moaning against you at the taste alone. The aching emptiness you felt was replaced, his two middle digits easily sinking into your stretched hole.
He looked like a mad man devouring your juices. Kogami's eyes were half-lidded, moaning around you as he enjoyed the taste. His tongue was hot against your fingers, swirling and sucking them like he'd done it dozens of times before.
When he was sure every spec of you was licked clean, he released your fingers from his mouth, a line of his drool connecting between you and his tongue. The sight alone was enough to have your walls tightening around his long, slender digits. He needed more of it, needing you squeezing around his cock until he could barely move inside you.
His bed was suddenly too far, the messy desk he previously worked at being the only thing close enough for him. Your chest laid against the arrangement of messy papers, legs weak as the assault of his fingers continued. Your underwear was pathetically pushed halfway down your thighs, the material all stretched because of his impatient pulling.
"You want a taste too?" Kogami offered. The sweetness of your juices was nothing in comparison to the sound of your desperate whines. He gave you no chances of answering, only using his free hand to fist your hair and pull your neck back just enough for him to stick his fingers between your lips. "Suck, just like you would my cock."
You did, for him, only him would you listen to such demands. Every time he tried to push you away it was only a need for you to pull him back even closer. Whatever it took to keep him close, whatever leash you needed to put on him to keep him at your side. There were certain things in life you didn't like to share, Shinya was one of them.
You mimicked him from earlier, tongue swirling around him, cheeks hollowing. The sickly tang of your juices filled your tastebuds. You worked his fingers all while wishing it was his cock instead - the same one pressing against your ass, eager to be satisfied.
"Good girl," Kogami praised as he pulled his fingers from you, dragging your bottom lip down along the way. A sinful grin was on his face at the sight of you. Your own desire pool at your folds, threatening to drip down your thighs and be wasted. He guided the tip of his length between your thighs, collecting all that was ready to fall. "Do you like to taste yourself?"
You nodded, legs pressing together in hopes to get any sort of friction. Anything he asked you to do you'd enjoy, simply because the request was coming from him. You shouldn't have let yourself get this way - you were his superior and yet you wanted him to boss you around. His demanding tone made the lines of boss and subordinate disappear until there was nothing left but an uneasy desire.
"Are you going to keep your promise? Hmm?" Kogami teased your clit. He enjoyed the way you squirmed at such a light touch, your body desperate for more of him, more of anything. The tight grip of hair he held loosened until it was no more. At this point, you couldn't even remember what you promised - whatever it was you couldn't care, as long as he gave you what you needed.
His thumb pressed harder into your sweet bud, circles becoming faster until you were whimpering for more, whimpering his name.
"Answer me, pretty," Kogami kicked your legs further apart, giving him better access. He ached to be inside you, precum leaking from his tip and smearing against the soft skin of your ass. Was this your ploy all along? To get him so worked up he couldn't control how hard he wanted to fuck you? "Are you going to let me cum in your pretty cunt?"
"Fuck," your fingers dug into the hardwood of the desk. His actions were relentless, leaving you gasping and your hole clenching around nothing. Kogami's hand fell from the air once more, harder than the time you were pretending to be asleep and enough to make you jolt with the sudden pain. "Yes! You can cum in me, please, Ko, please cum inside me."
Kogami moaned at hearing you beg for his cum. All these months you never once let him fuck you without a condom - maybe this was your final, desperate attempt to get him to stay. A trump card to get him to continue this endless stream of fucking. Unfortunately for him, he played right into your hand.
"G-gonna cum, Ko," your whole body jerked at his assault. If it weren't for his legs keeping yours apart, you weren't sure if you could keep them so perfectly spread for him to view. "Please, please I want to cum on your cock, please Ko."
"Shit, yeah pretty I can do that for you."
Kogami couldn't contain the moan wallowing in his chest. The unforgettable feeling of your warm walls surrounding him without the barrier of a condom was euphoric. The way you were already so close to an orgasm, clenching around him in such a desperate way, it was almost too much for him to handle.
He fucked you a countless number of times, but this was a whole new level of pleasure. Feeling your wetness slick on his member, it was enough to make all his doubt and anxiety go away. He couldn't care less if your crime coefficient went up if it meant he could get this feeling every damn day.
Your walls stretched, forced to accommodate to his girth in an instant. It was the push you needed. The delicious perfection of being full was enough to make you reach your peak, moaning Shinya's name as your plush walls spasmed erratically. Pathetically, your body became weak.
"Fuck, doll, you're going to do that again for me, right?" Kogami needed to feel it again. Nothing else mattered besides the feeling of you cumming on his dick. The lightheaded feeling he got, the undeniable pleasure, he'd fuck you for hours even if it meant he'd get the feeling once more.
"Need you to cum, first, Ko," you whined, turning your neck back to see his face. Kogami stared at the creamy ring surrounding his member. The glistening of your juices made a mess of the two of you before he even got the chance to give you a proper railing. He wanted to add his own cum to the messy mix.
It won't take him long. You can practically feel the desire vibrating off his body. He knows he's not going to last long and yet he still doesn't try to refrain from letting go too early. Kogami knows his body, and he's damn sure he can go multiple times before succumbing to the need for rest.
His hands gripped the fat of your hips, pushing you deeper onto him until your ass was firm against his pelvic bone. So deep you swore you could feel him in your stomach, you wanted to feel this full always with him.
"You want me to cum, doll?" Kogami questioned. He pulled his hips back, leaving your hole nearly empty just to hear the whines coming from you. All your pleas for more came to halt when he snapped back into you with such force it knocked the wind out of your lungs.
"Why don't you beg for it? Beg for me to give you my cum and maybe I'll stuff your pretty pussy with it."
He quickly made it impossible for more than just choked out sounds to come from you. Kogami ruthlessly pounded you with a hold on you that would surely leave bruises. He couldn't care less if you begged for him. Fuck, he couldn't care about anything besides the way your juices coated his dick and the way you sucked him back in with every thrust.
Whether or not you begged for his cum, he was going to give it to you. He couldn't stop himself from spilling into your sweet hole even if he wanted to. No, no he was far too obsessed with the feeling of fucking you without some condom stuck between you.
"P-please, Ko," you managed out. He was so deep, so hard thrusting into your cunt it was hard to think straight. "Need you cum, please, Ko, need you to fill me up I need it so bad. I want your cum inside me, want you to use me. Shit - fuck, need my pussy full of your cum, wanna feel it drip out. You wanna see that too, right Ko? Wanna see you cum spill out?"
"Fuck," Kogami felt his balls tighten at your words. God did he want to see his cum spill out of you, and he sure as hell knew he wasn't going to be able to stop himself from fucking it back in either. The obnoxious squelching of your cunt was all the confidence he needed to know you wanted this more than he did.
"Look at me."
You can barely move your body, much less turn to face him. Drool pits at the corner of your lips, threatening to spill out with every messy thrust of his. Kogami doesn't waste his time for you to look back, he grabs the same fistful of hair as earlier to get you to turn his way. He can see the fucked-out look in your eyes and the way your lips mumble with pleasure every time he moves.
"That's it, pretty." He leaves the grip on your hips, snaking his hand beneath you until landing on your clit. The rough tips of his fingers leave tight-knit circles on your overly sensitive nub. A loud moan breaks through, so loud he's sure whoever's next door can hear you perfectly.
"Gonna cum," you choke out. You can see the grin he's keeping to himself, watching you fall apart on his cock as if he were the superior. The tight release of tension is sudden, falling over you until your spasming around his length and leaving uncontrollable moans of his name. Your walls become so unbearable tight around him, making it impossible for him to move and even more so, impossible for him not to cum.
"Fuck," he groans, balls tightening as they release his load deep inside your sopping cunt. He can barely breathe, eyes unable to open as pure pleasure consumes him. Kogami knows it's not going to be enough, he knows even with his cum filling your hole he's going to need more. Shit, and it feels so good, so warm to have him fill you.
"Ko, more!"
"More?" Kogami's barely catching his breath from his high - and he can see you're in no better shape. Your body threatens to collapse with the exhaustion of two orgasms and you're still needing more from him. "You really want to have this hole filled to the brim, don't you? What a needy girl."
A sharp breath sneaks through his teeth as he pulls his length from you. Creamy white cum follows, spurting from your hole and dripping between your thighs. He can't help but moan at the sight of you, so full and pretty of his cum.
He strokes himself a few times, spreading his own cum all over his length. It's clear how impatient you are, hole clenching around nothing as it waits to be filled again.
"Just want yours, Shinya," you whine.
Kogami swears he could cum again on the spot as those same fingers once rubbing your clit swipe up the cum dribbling down your leg. He feels his balls twitch with need as you stick the fingers into your mouth, sucking off every drop of him like you did your own.
He wants you, again, and again, and again until he's sure no more of his cum is going to spurt out and you're so covered in his sticky mess that you can't move without getting it all over his sheets. The hesitance, anxiety, whatever the hell kind of feeling he held in his heart earlier was long gone.
How could he ever think to let such a pretty one like you go? He could never find someone as good as you to satisfy his needs. No, this couldn't be the last time, he refused to let it be the last time.
Your fingers leave your lips with a loud pop, pulling Kogami back into his reality. He spins you around, pulling you to his chest so tightly until he can reach your lips. The taste of him lingers on you, but he couldn't care less. He needed all of you, your lips, your body, every bit of you he needed against him.
His hands were big against your face. Long fingers curling around your jaw, reaching under your ears and into your hair. His palms were hot and sweaty against you but it didn't matter because the delicious warmth was so comforting in such a delicate moment. He held you close, as if he needed your kiss like he needed air.
"Shinya," you mumbled against his lips. Fuck, even his name sounded angelic when it came from you. He never would have known the name was cursed with a high criminal coefficient when it came from you. "Need more."
He didn't need to be told again. He guided you back to his bed until your knees hit the mattress, watching you fall back with a gasp. Kogami loosened his tie further, pulling it off his neck and shedding his pants and underwear. You followed his lead, slowly undoing the buttons of your blouse until the material fell from your shoulders. He watched your every movement, eyes glued to your fingers.
Kogami's patience ran thin as you teased at the hooks of your bra. The heavy look in his eyes was unforgiving - a true reminder he really was a latent criminal. Those eyes were filled with murderous intent and they were set on you. With a playful grin, you let the material fall from your chest, exposing your breasts.
His lips trailed up your legs, sloppy kisses left in his path. He watched as your breathing hitch the closer he got to the apex of your thighs. His cream was smothered between your thighs, barely any dripping from you now. Kogami kissed your clit, grinning into you as your hips bucked at how sensitive you were. His tongue swirled the nub before sucking harshly against it.
Your hands shot to his hair, tugging at the roots of it in hopes he'd stop. "Shinya, no, please want you instead," you begged. Whether or not it was because of your pleas, he continued his kisses up your body, finally reaching his desired destination. Your nipples perked from rubbing against his desk, eager for his attention.
His tongue was hot against your nipple. Swirling, sucking, tugging it, he left no room for mercy for you. Kogami could have spent hours minding your tits, such pretty things for him, just him. He could have sucked and bite until your buds were raw and swollen because of him - if it weren't for the ache in his cock and the need to be back inside you.
"No one else gets to see these tits right?" Kogami left of trail of his spit from his lips to your nipple as he spoke. "Just me, yeah?"
The tip of his cock slide between your folds, teasing you until he heard an answer. You could feel him throbbing against you, desperate for your warmth. To think he wanted to be left alone, you couldn't imagine how many times he'd have to get himself off to be satisfied. Three? Four? How many times could he pump out his load until he was finally not thinking about you?
"T-thought you wanted me to go fuck someone else, Shinya," you teased. It'd end horribly if he took your joking all wrong, but it was too tempting not to use his own words against him. "Should I go fuck Ginzo with your cum still inside me? How would - fuck! Shit, Ko!"
It was clear your words were getting to him. In an instant your legs were folded to your chest and his cock so deep inside you it kissed your cervix. Your back arched at the blissful intrusion, eyes threatening to roll back as he mercilessly fucked you. His whole body weight pressed into your thighs, not giving you a single moment to catch the breath he knocked out of you.
"I decided I don't want to share," he held his index and thumb at your jaw, forcing you to meet his eyes. "This pussy is too good to be used by anyone but me, don't you think?"
"Yes! All yours, Ko, I promise," you felt tears prickle your eyes at the intensity of him. His hold on you loosened and his lips back on yours. His kiss was just as needy as ever - sloppy too. He didn't care about the drool slipping down your cheeks and covering his chin, nor the way his tongue couldn't decide where it wanted to be. All he knew was he needed you.
"That's my good girl," he kissed you once more. "I'll make you cum as many times as you want, pretty."
Yes, fuck that was all you wanted. You wanted him to finally cave and admit he needed his just as badly as you did. Kogami needed your pussy just as badly as you needed him to use it. You could never get yourself off like this and you knew damn well no one could treat you like him. Kogami was the only one.
The way he pounded your slit, the glistening of your bodies from all your slippery juices, you knew you weren't going to last long. Sweat stuck to Kogami's forehead, the back of his neck, matting his hair down aside from the tufts you caused to stick up. His breathing was hard, uneven like he was giving it his all to hold himself back.
The rough tips of his fingers gouged into your legs. He didn’t realize how hard he was holding you, nor could he really care. You showed now signs of being in pain, only pure pleasure.
"Ko - Ko, can I cum, please?" you could already feel how you were losing yourself to your high. He could see the muscles in your legs twitching, the way you needly played with your tits to get more stimulation, you were already so close. Already - as if he had made you cum twice now. Already - as if he wasn't hitting your sweet spot with every thrust of his hips.
"Yeah, baby, cum all over me," Kogami assured. His balls were heavy with his load, slapping against the fat of your ass with every snap of his hips. His fingers dug into your legs as they rested on his shoulders. "Gonna cum, too."
Dark, lidded eyes stared down at you, taking in every inch of your body. The look alone was enough to have you weak, but the soft kisses he left at your exposed calves as the small piece of sentiment you needed. Kogami knew you just as well as you knew yourself, and it was moments like these that he proved it.
Pleasure cascaded throughout your whole body, starting with your core, spreading to the tip of your toes and the back of your eyes. Every muscle and nerve succumbed to the intensity, unable to control the jerking of your hips into his and the moans to follow. Your body felt alive with ecstasy.
Kogami fucked you through your orgasm, chasing his own only moments later. Hot cum filled your cunt again, his cock preventing any of it from slipping out as he collapsed into you. His chest burned with heat, lazy kisses numbing away whatever aches you felt. He was tired, tired of his long day, physically tired, tired of this ridiculous mental cycle he put him through every day.
Your hands were in his hair, combing through whatever knots he'd created throughout the day with your fingers. The feeling was relaxing, more than any cigarette could give him. His kisses slowed, ending at the corner of your lips as he caught his breath.
"You okay?" He asked, his voice laced with remnants of sex. Carefully, he pulled out of you, silently moaning at the way his cum dripped out of your spasming hole and into his sheets. You attempted to silence a whine wanting to escape with your teeth sinking into your lips. He couldn't care if they became ruined, the sight was well worth it. Kogami laid at your side, reaching for a new cigarette to share with you.
"Yeah," you let out a content sigh. You felt better than before, the clear conscious you tried to convince him of earlier shining through with the stimulation of euphoria in your veins. This was what you needed today, Kogami giving you what he wanted without the hesitation he usually held.
Smoke wisped through the air. Kogami took a long drag before placing the cigarette between your lips. He let out a deep sigh, clarity washing over him. He told himself this was going to be the last time. He promised it'd be the last time. Kogami should have known all along - it wasn't he who was making your hue dark, but you who tainted him.
This wouldn't be the last time, no, Kogami was caught in your web with no chance of escape.
You body was half thrown over his, fingers dancing across his sweat-covered chest. His bedding was an utter mess, sheets pulled off the mattress, sweat and cum covering the fabric. He couldn’t care about any of it, only able to focus on your hands on his body.
"Can I stay with you tonight, Kogami?" So innocent, so sweet sounding. Nothing like the girl he'd seen moments ago. Nothing like the girl who cranked his criminal coefficient up without even realizing it. An endless cycle of fucking and regret, only to crave it all the next day. Kogami never stood a chance against you.
He didn’t know why you were bothering to ask. Even if he said no to you, he really could only do what you said. Kogami nodded in response, smoking his cigarette in hopes to distract him from these sudden racing thoughts.
No matter what direction he turned, it always led to a dead end with you awaiting him.
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