request ; @iloveuro-san-blog: can you do a bit where the f!reader bribes samatoki into wearing a butler outfit and servicing her. (nsfw if u want)
# tags: headcanon; current relationship; romance; smut; nsfw
warnings: mention of sex and sexual activities, role play, a slight reference to fem!dom, collar & leash
includes: female reader ft. samatoki aohitsugi {hypmic}
author’s note: *yummy* thank you once again!
↘ From ‘The fuck? I won’t do it’ to ‘What do you wish, ma’am?’.
↘ I’m already telling you why.
↘ In the beginning he was totally against your idea; Samatoki thought it would be very offensive to his own pride. being somebody’s servant completely didn’t fit the yakuza style he had so far and showed to everyone around him.
↘ But then you made those specific, big eyes... And you said that one day you can also dress up for him (for example, as a kitten or as schoolgirl), so a little, golden lamp shone in his head.
↘ He agreed, hoping that he would not regret this decision.
↘ You personally didn’t regret it, because as soon as you saw your boyfriend in a butler’s outfit, you felt that your thighs automatically clench, and a little more saliva appears in your mouth than normal. Probably if it wasn’t for your boyfriend asking if he looks good and if you like it, I’m pretty sure you would wet your chin, decolletage and the whole floor around you two.
↘ Of course, you praised your beloved boyfriend more than necessary and you even took a closer look at his figure; in perfectly tailored pants, a snow-white shirt, a black jacket, tie and boots that matched the rest of the outfit, he looked really, indescribably attractive.
↘ To be honest, it was a nice change to see him in clothes other than colorful shirts or jeans.
↘ “... Hey, I think you should unbutton this shirt.” However, at one point you spoke to him, pointing your finger towards the top of his outfit.
↘ Even though he looked really phenomenal...
↘ you just wanted him to fuck you.
↘ Therefore, you began to take your privilege of giving him orders, and as soon as his shirt was unbuttoned and his jacket was thrown over the chair in your bedroom, you smiled lightly, still feeling the warmth on your both cheeks and nose.
↘ A few seconds later you asked him to come closer and knelt down in front of you.
↘ You took a sweet, black and leather collar from behind your back and he looked at you with a frown. He wanted to refuse you, but you looked at him meaningfully (or rather, pleadingly) and he just sighed, letting you do what you want with him for the next hours.
↘ With a collar and a long stripe in your hand, Samatoki looked even hotter. You could even feel a lovely, tickling warmth in your stomach that made your lace panties slowly leak.
↘ So you moved restlessly, trying to hide what was happening inside your hungry pussy.
↘ Holding the leash and feeling full control over him, you started to give your first orders such as; ‘Kiss my calf’, ‘Touch my thighs’, ‘Take off my shorts’, ‘Be more delicate and slower’, ‘Say that I’m pretty’, ‘Smile at me’, ‘Take me on your thighs’.
↘ Samatoki followed all your orders as if he was serving you a gourmet dinner in a restaurant or pouring British tea into your porcelain cup. You might even be tempted to say that he had never been so gentle before and yet so thorough and calm.
↘ Incredibly pleasant feeling.
↘ “... What now, ma’am?” He asked in a raspy voice, and you literally melted on his thick lap. You pulled the leash gently towards you and thanks to it your faces were much closer to each other.
↘ It was nice to feel his lips on yours, so you rubbed against his hard crotch, moaning gently, and the blonde one immediately grabbed your hips tighter.
↘ “Can we get to the point where you fuck me in that shirt?” You asked shyly, and your boyfriend just laughed under his breath, shaking his head.
↘ “Princess, I think you forgot that I agreed to something more than sex, so let me take care of you and give you more pleasure. Don’t be impatient.” A low whisper tickled your left ear and you sighed a little louder.
↘ Shortly after, your body landed on the soft mattress and the yakuza ended up between your legs, smiling slightly.
↘ “If I were you, I’d make the best of tonight as much as possible, because I doubt I’ll agree to dress-up like that again.” He muttered as he removed the stray strands of fluffy hair from your pinkish face. “So do you prefer my fingers or rather tongue, princess?”
↘ Well, well, well. Your boyfriend was totally right.
↘ You had to take advantage of it, and he was supposed to serve you, please you and praise you until next morning.
↘ So you snapped your lips and then pulled the white-haired man by the leash, giggling cutely.
↘ “I think you talk too much, Mr. Butler. You know what to do with your lips, right?”