Could you write dom ruka x sub reader car sex. Haven't read a single x ruka fic in this app I'm starving for more baemon fic
Ruka X fem!Reader
Warnings! car sex, top!Ruka, bottom!Reader, cunnilingus(r. receiving), fingering(r. receiving), cum eating, more? Lmk.
A/N: idk how long this has been in my drafts, I just forgot to post😭😭😭 so sorry, but we absolutely need more Ruka fics here, she’s so hot
Your back slowly pressed against the leather, your breathing ragged and your heart racing. Your fingers instinctively went to the girl's hair, now between her legs.
"What if someone looks for us?" you murmured, your voice trembling.
"I'll be quick, I promise." She smiled, wet kisses on the inside of your thigh, her breath getting closer and closer to where you longed.
You didn't ask, just waited until she reached your desired location. The first contact was gentle, a small lick just to let you know she was about to begin, but even so, you sighed loudly.
Your eyes searched hers; she seemed hungry, the way she looked at you. Glasses perched on her nose, hair tied back so they wouldn't get in the way, mouth half open, eyes fixed on the "feast" before her.
She moved closer again, but it wasn't gentle; it was wild and a little cruel. Her mouth enveloped your flesh as much as it could, her tongue darting in and out, sometimes playing with your clitoris until your legs trembled.
You pushed her harder, seeking more contact, more pleasure, but she didn't give it to you so quickly.
She said she'd be quick, but she took her time there, as if the space between your legs were her personal playground, which wasn't wrong. Her name fell repeatedly from your mouth whenever she hit that spot inside you that made your eyes roll back, but never for too long.
Your back arched and a brutal moan tore from your throat as three fingers slammed deep inside you, hard, fast, incredible. But her mouth never left, she couldn't.
She sucked and rocked between her tongue, enjoying watching you get messier and messier, slowly wetting the car seat.
The combination of skin slapping, tongue, wetness, and moaning was obscene. Anyone passing by the car would have heard and known what was happening, even though the windows were too fogged to see inside.
You didn't warn her, but she knew. It was strong and sudden, not even you expected it. But she didn't stop.
She squeezed out every last drop of what she could, licked her fingers, and stuck her tongue in again, cleaning the insides of you.
"So good," she smiled. "I could do this all night."
