SenHaku Week 2024
Day: 1
Prompt: First Times
Summary:
After the time machine passes its final test, Senku and Kohaku decide to host their wedding.
Or…
Kohaku takes his last piece of just barely existing virginity the night of their wedding.
Links: https://archiveofourown.org/works/59148793?view_adult=true
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“Long live the newlyweds!”
Loud cries of cheers and applause reverberated in the venue, the sound of wine glasses clinking with wine glasses following soon after. From the elevated sweetheart table Kohaku could see her sister smiling sweetly at her father right by her side, grinning so widely she worried his face would be stuck that way.
This is the first time in her life where she attended a wedding with the intention that she was the one being wedded. She would be lying if she said she wasn’t panicking.
In just a moment, tonight would be it. Both her and Senku’s virginity would be lost to the other and the two would be forever intertwined. Was she scared? Possibly, she couldn’t help the nerves and overthinking that somewhat overcame her whenever she was reminded of the clock ticking lower and lower. However she was more worried about Senku and his reaction.
He was the one who pushed going the older, traditional way her village has adapted as culture, mentioning how it was not all that different from how they did it in his era. Although he did also say that couples in his era also didn’t have the patience to perform abstinence before marriage.
Kohaku found her cheeks warming at the thought, sitting back down in her seat along with Senku just before the applause died down and everyone engaged in their own conversations.
They decided to wait a while before leaving the venue, allowing her senses to be soothed by the warm smile Senku pointed to her. She squeezed his hand in her lap and he rubbed his thumb over the surface of her fist.
“Are you ready to go?” She says softly, her blue eyes looking for any signs of his appearance that would prepare her for anything that speaks ‘no’.
“Mhm, I doubt they’ll notice us gone anyway. I told Gen to keep them from swarming us when formalities were done.”
He had given them perfect time for the freshly married couple to formally slink away from the venue and make their way to the hotel on-site, allowing the others to drink and entertain themselves to their heart's content.
The hotel room was warm and the lights were dim, there was only one bed of course. Both she and Senku had separate rooms earlier the day to get prepared, and checked into a different room for tonight.
“I want to know if you’re okay with this, we can wait if you’d like.”
“…I wouldn’t want it with anyone else at this moment, I want this.”
Wife and Husband.
“I want you, Kohaku.”
Senku had memorized the way her body was shaped, knew where she wanted him to touch her. He knows what makes her feel good — she knows the same for him, if not more than he knows about his own body. She moved onto his lap, stripping him from his suit and bowtie while he reached his arms around her small waist and started to untie her soft lace corset.
They took it slow, nimble fingers brushing against skin as soft kisses were shared between giggles when he kissed against the flush of her ear.
Kohaku gasps and playfully taps his shoulder with a loud chortle. “S-Senku, stop playing around… haha!”
She’s ticklish behind her ears… He notes in a fuzzy haze, her laugh makes his face warmer and his brain feels like it's spinning — he buries his face even further and presses more kisses along her slender neck.
“Pffft! You're such an idiot…”
Fuck... She’s the only person he’ll allow to call him that.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
His heart pounds, he wants to take in her scent again. But instead Senku helps her slink out the dress, and she lets out an exhale as her breasts are freed. He's seen them for what feels like ten billion times already but everytime still feels like his first.
“That corset wasn't too tight, but wearing it for over six hours is way too much for my chest.” Kohaku sighed softly, he hummed in response and moved his hands to her hips, all that remained was her panties.
“Ready?”
“I can’t say no even if I wanted to.” Senku groans, he grips onto her hips so roughly a small squeak escapes her. “My dick is so hard it’s driving me insane.”
The growing grin on Kohaku’s face nearly made him want to as well in response. “Well then, are you gonna do something about it?”
Damn. He bites back a groan and narrowly avoids the feeling of his cock twitching in his pants. “No, not yet.” He breathes, she looks at him with a confused look before she feels him putting in enough strength to lift her on the bed beneath him.
“I want to make you feel good…”
He’s gone down on her before, but at the time he was heavily carried by his own knowledge of female anatomy and Kohaku’s teachings.
This time will be different.
His eyes flicker to hers and before she can say anything, he lowers his body until his face is hovering her cunt. His warm breath sends chilly breezes over her drenched pussy.
She flinches when she feels his tongue presses slightly on her clit and blows, applying a pinch of pressure that leaves her breathless. “So that’s how you’ll be tonight, h-huh?” She pants, helping him bring her legs over on his shoulders.
He doesn't respond, but gives her one last glance before his crimson eyes narrow down to her slick folds, gaze glazed with desire. The sudden change in his expression makes her shiver.
Not any different from the first time, when Senku eats pussy, he wastes no time.
The first thing he did when he leaned into her space was lick a stripe up her pussy. Kohaku moaned softly and gripped the sides of her legs at the immediate pleasure. Her stomach clenched when he licked a few more times, starting from her entrance to the top of her clit. He made sure to gather whatever slick had managed to collect throughout her pussy, spreading her lips with his two fingers to make sure no surface of her cunt was left untouched by his tongue.
His hand palm faces up as his middle finger is pressed just enough into her sopping hole that the tip of it can feel the way her hole tries to desperately swallow his finger in.
"Mmfgh... ishhh thish good?" He slobbers, deep crimson eyes moving up to her flushed face as he zones in on her clit. Her eyes roll back into her skull as he wraps his lips around the sensitive little bud again, this time letting his middle finger slip in more.
The soft gasp followed by the whimper let out by the intrusion has his mind reeling. “Y-Yes, so good...” She slurs.
“F-Fuh… you got better at this…”
She reaches down and threads her fingers through his hair as he pulls away and begins kissing a trail down her inner thighs near her core, she grabs his hair a little tighter than before and he finally moans against her cunt.
“Mmm?” She hums.
“Mmhmm,” he hums back and the vibration makes her shiver with a sigh. She holds her breath and watches as he takes one long lick of her outside lips, tongue flat against her flesh. He does it again, then a third time, till she finally huffs and makes a fist in his hair; he groans and breaches her lips with his tongue to reach the heat inside. His tongue slides against her inner folds, teasing her swollen clit before swiping back down to circle her cunt.
Kohaku’s heart is pounding over ten billion miles an hour and to make things worse, Senku adds a second finger to her seeping hole. She whines at the feeling, fucking herself on his fingers by pistioning her hips to each one of his pointed thrusts. He moves his attention to her clit again, his brows furrowing and his eyes closed as the hold on his hair tightens even more.
He looks so fucking cute eating her pussy, no doubt his cock was painfully hard as of now. She could see tears pricking the corner of his eyes and she just knew if she wrapped her thighs around his head she would get to see those tears finally spil down that pretty face of his.
No, not tonight. Next time.
Instead she opted to push his head in further, she could feel a muffled moan against her bud. She can hear the slick sounds he makes between her legs. She clenches her thighs with him in between. Fuck, she’s starting to feel the insides of hersex clenching and she comes to the conclusion that she’s close.
He senses it too. How it pulses in flickers when he dips his tongue in. He growls. A few consecutive hard thrusts with his fingers, before forcefully parting her lips back up, rubbing the flat plane of his tongue on her clit in rough motions, edging her towards her climax.
“S-Shit…!”
Senku quickly removes his fingers and her legs flail to his head and tightens. He is shamelessly lapping her up—gladly slurping and swallowing everything she gives him as if he’s on the brink of death and her pussy is the only thing that’ll nurse him back to life. Last time, he let her ride out her orgasm—let her buck and rut against his fingers until she’s satisfied, but tonight he’s impatient.
She wheezes when his tongue flickers back to her sensitive clit, she tugs his hair upwards and at this point he's just allowing her to drag his head anywhere. He’s yanked away with a soaking wet ‘pop’ from her cunt. Oh God, was he seriously going to continue if she didn’t stop him?
Kohaku was left reeling at the thought, her cloudy eyes picking up the sight of him licking every last bit of her cum from his mouth and chin. He looks absolutely fucked out.
“Kohaku…” He whines, pressing his cheek onto her thigh, the desperate look in his eye tells her that he's not waiting anymore.
The bed moves slightly as he pulls up upwards to her, she could taste her slick on his tongue. Senku moans in her mouth, he brings her legs to the side of his waist and his bulge eagerly leans on her cunt, an exhale leaves her. “I’m sorry, you don’t have to wait anymore.” Kohaku presses soft kisses on his cheeks, pausing when she sees a tear and wipes it away.
“Tears?”
His breath hitches, cursing beneath his breath when he blinks and another tear falls. “S-Shit, just ignore it, I’m fine.”
She hums softly and moves to leave kisses on his jaw. “I understand.”
“Are you ready?” Senku whispers, his eyes looking in hers for any sign of disapproval before her answer. After a moment of pause, she nods. “Yes.”
Fuck, he was so perfect for her during all this time. So patient and obedient and now They’ve been through so much shit together and now they were finally safe in eachothers arms.
They both share a gasp when he sinks in, she's so wet it makes his vision go white.
He suddenly chokes, hips stuttering against hers and he's afraid he might buckle down. “Fuck.”
“S-Senku…” Kohaku moans, snapping him out of his foggy daze. Her lips tremor as he pauses, allowing herself to be properly stretched out as her pussy invites in as much as possible.
The hefty length makes her head swirl. When the dull stinging pain shifts to that mouth watering pleasure, she looks up to Senku with a shaky smile and nods. Find your pace. Her gaze reads, and she speaks. “You have to move.”
Right, he can’t fumble this now. He tightens his grip on her thighs and finally moves.
He thrusts his hips into hers, all the air left her lungs and now it's her turn to choke. “S-Shit, just like that.”
He leaned over, placing a hand by her head as his pace started to quicken. “God, you’re so tight.” He moans as he snaps his hips forward. His abdomen pressed deliciously against her clit, providing some much needed friction. She pulled him down into a kiss, moaning into his mouth as he rolled his tongue over hers.
After a couple of thrusts, Senku slides inside of her fairly easily now and she squirms and grunts in his mouth. The friction between her legs feels heightened as her muscles squeeze around him. He starts gyrating his hips, the tip of his cock hitting all the right spots with each downstroke.
He moves and braces his hands on the back of her knees, forcing her eyes wide open.
Then, his hips move faster. Harder. Deeper.
The slap of his skin nearly echoes inside the hotelroom as he just casually fucks the sanity out of her brain with each thrust.
Her senses are overwhelmed by all things–the powdery scent of his skin, his pretty little moans with each push, his smooth skin on hers, his comforting weight, and his thick cock pumping inside of her. With an angle so perfect and a rhythm so right that she wonders if his body was made for her. She squirms and writhes underneath him as the pleasure engulfs her like a flame that he stokes and tends until it’s wild and uncontrollable.
He IS a virgin, right?
“Kohaku, Kohaku, Kohaku, Kohaku,” he slurs, his eyes screwed shut as cute whines collapse from his throat.
Yeah, a virgin like she’d thought.
“Fuck, I-” he chokes out, “I- I love your smile. I love your eyes. I love your body. I love the way that you feel around me. I love how you make me feel. I love how-” his voice breaks again and he buries his head in her neck. She can tell that he’s reached his peak.
“I love you too, Senku,” her heart swells, pressing more kisses onto his shoulder. “You know I’ve loved you for a long time, baby.” She can feel tears finally spilling on her neck, craving more of her touch. He’s so, so close. She feels him nod. He knew, he always knew.
“Y-You wanna cum inside my pussy?” She cooed at him. “Give it all to me, I want to feel you fill me up so good.” Another whine leaves him, sniffling into her heated neck.
The pleasure builds, and builds, and builds, and then it shatters her. Kohaku squirms under his body as her climax rips through and seizes her. White light dances before her eyes and her hearing weakens from the strength of her pulse. Her pussy was clenching so hard around his cock that he nearly exploded inside her—his pre-cum hot and searing like ignited oil.
She felt Senku tense for one last time. Slowing down slightly, he pauses every time he hits her wall. Bringing one of his hands down to her lower stomach, he presses into her to feel the sensation of him inside her. “F-Fuck!” With one last thrust, he’s spilling over, and she can feel thick ropes of his seed coat her insides filling her straight to the womb until it leaks past her plugged entrance. If she felt full before, she’s even fuller now.
Strained whimpers turned to soft, light breaths in the heated room. With a nod in agreement, he pulled out of her with shared gasps and collapsed beside her.
“Holy…”
“…Fuck?” Kohaku grins.
Senku snorted at her antics. “I was going to shit.” He looks at her devilishly. “But fuck sounds executed better.”
She giggles and he lets out an exasperated sigh. “I think this is the last time I'll be on top. I never want to do something this physically challenging again.”
“Oh, suck it up.” Kohaku scoffs jokingly. “You’ll leave me disappointed as your wife this fast?”
The room went silent for a moment, so she rolled onto her left to cradle his arm between hers. He had a thoughtful look on his face before he turned to look at her lovingly.
“Did I do… okay?”
Was he serious?
Kohaku snorted, a grin growing on her face. “Do I look okay? I haven’t come this hard tonight than I have any other time.” She hardened her stare when his eyes faltered. “Senku, you were perfect.”
They shared another warm kiss and cuddled till the sweat on their skin grew too bothersome to ignore.
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