Delicate Intricacies. (Buddha x reader)
⋆˚ ♡ ˖ ࣪ Summary: A natural continuation of the…research.. in the greenhouse.
⋆˚ ♡ ˖ ࣪ Contains: SMUTTTT, making out, oral (f.rec), petnames, “little thing”, “baby”, “Miṭhāī”= ‘sweets’ in Nepali because he’s from Nepal, size kink, teasing, biting, overstimulation, squirting, tongue fukcing, he really tries to eat you alive omg😭, don’t ever let this man near the box unsupervised again, teaspoon of begging, facesitting?, he holds you up off the ground, strength kink go brrr, crying, my nonexistent self control, cursing, dirty talk, flirting, have mercy bc he really eats you up— an inhaler and cold water because you’ll need it after reading this :)
ALSO- English is NO my first language !!
XoX
Your greenhouse is where you find out that Buddha has an oral fixation.
You were also certain that acquiring that knowledge was going to cost you your life.
“Ah!”
One minute you’re feeling Buddha up— hands greedily caressing his beefy, mouth watering physique wherever you can reach while he kisses you utterly senseless— tongue down your throat.
Then the next minute your shorts are snatched clean off— panties too and that’s all the warning you get before you’re hoisted into the air. Legs naturally falling over Buddhas huge shoulders as he pulls you tight against his face. Thanks to his height, you’re quite a distance from the ground and it makes you ache being reminded of his size.
“Relax f’me. M’not gonna drop you, Miṭhāī..”
Reflexively, your hand shoots down to cover your bare pussy, heart pounding in your throat.
While yes, you were turned on enough to bite the roof off of a car; he was still a hot man staring right at your most intimate area in broad daylight. And because your nerves are so obvious or because he’s dedicated to unlocking a whole new side of you— Buddha kisses the fingers covering yourself with the most desperate sound you’ve ever heard before he inhales- deeply.
You gasp, the blood rushing to your head making you hold onto him tighter as you feel yourself become dizzy.
It’s so desperate— primal and he does it again, nuzzling your hand before nipping your inner thighs with those sharp canines of his making you jerk in his hold.
Swallowing, you look down just in time to watch his tongue lap a hot stripe up your hand, winking when he catches your starving gaze. Goosebumps roll down your spine despite the heat, nipples stiff with anticipation and arousal as you clench around nothing. Fuck. You groan, borderline trembling. Why are you torturing yourself like this? Buddha—of course—is unhelpful to your inner turmoil.
Big hands knead the fat of your ass while he teasingly nips and sucks everywhere but there before supplying rather unhelpfully—
“‘S not fair..my candy’s all gone and you have some riggght here…”, he cooes, voice dropping to a low drawl.
“Why won’t you let me taste it? Thought you were bein’ nice t’me, little thing?” Oh, fuck fuck fuuuck. He watches your pupils almost double in size and smirks into the supple skin of your thigh. He really doesn’t play fair but neither did you. Feeling him up with wet little panties while being so bossy, pretty and starry eyed; all under the guise of “science” and “research”.
Yeah right.
“I- I am being nice to you-“, you stutter out and he huffs in something almost like a pout, flicking an eyebrow up at you.
“Yeah? Well it doesn’t taste like it.” Gasping, your eyes widen as another lick of heat coils deep in your stomach. You’ve always secretly loved how brazen he was but you loved it even more when it was directed at you, inflection only a few steps away from being vulgar.
It’s disgustingly hot too, unfortunately, and he knew it as he watches you wordlessly move your hand.
Buddha couldn’t help the way he licked his lips if he tried.
You were completely soaked.
The wet glisten of your arousal shines off your pussy lips all the way down from your slit to your drooling hole. Good enough to eat you were.
“Thaaat’s my girl.. so good lettin’ me see her…”. You whine, softly gripping his hair and shifting your hips in what you hope is subtly. A soft whimper escapes you when he uses his fingers to spread you open, and he has to sink his teeth into your thigh just to tolerate the sight.
“Oh baby…”
He groans with a pleased coo before lapping a feverishly thorough swipe up your cunt.
The first taste of you immediately has him hooked.
You’re molten and soooo sweet— like warmed honey dripping fresh from a comb. Greedily, he gives you another slow, deep lick from your hole to your pretty little clit; moaning low and raw in his throat with you.
Buddha can feel himself get carried away and he lets it happen. You didn’t just look and smell good but you tasted delicious too— heady scent amplifying your sweetness as you cry and writhe atop him. Trying so desperately to withstand it because when Buddha ate, he consumed with the intent to devour.
He rubs the flat of his palette over the length of your slit to make you crumble against his face. Up and down, up and down— in maddening repetition. You scream his name and he revels in the sound. Tilting tilts his head to capture one of your lips between his and sucks hard splaying a hand over your back to hold you steady. He takes more and more of your sensitive skin into his mouth, as if gathering petals, until the tip of his tongue sweeps directly against your little nub then back down.
A sharp wail bursts from your throat, your gasp coming out choppy and strained with heat singed pleasure making your nervous system short-circuit. Buddhas tongue is big and scorching as he laps at you again, deeper.
Raising you higher like a cup to his dehydrated mouth is how he drinks from you— slurping up and down your slit, he flicks his tongue again at that pulsating nub at the top of you before hungrily sucking it into his mouth and you lose it.
“Ngh!! Oooh— fuck!”
Spine arching, a punched out moan shoots from your chest, tapering off into a ruined keen.
Another burst of honeyed slick coats his mouth as he undulates that perfect fucking tongue against the underside of your clit so rough it makes your eyes water. It’s painfully erotic, your naked lower half twitching and spasming over his broad shoulders while he noisily sucks you off the bone.
Your cunt had already been gushing sticky arousal just from looking and touching his muscles but now you were positively dripping. There wasn’t a doubt in his mind that by the end of this his face was going to be so thoroughly coated in slick that it would teeter far off the cliff of obscene and the thought alone was enough make you cry out more for him.
Gods, you even sounded heavenly. Ruined and free— he couldn’t wait to work you over into a neutral state.
Releasing each puffy lip from his mouth with a wet “pop”. Canines on display as he lets his tongue hang from his mouth, writhing it shallowly against your sopping wet hole and that’s when the begging really starts.
“Bu-.. I need- pleease!”
You don’t know how much more of this you can take. Chest heaving, you’ve been taken completely by storm by wave after wave of crushing pleasure. Every lick, every suck bringing you closer to the edge from Buddha treating your pussy like a piece of candy.
You watch through watery eyes as his mouth moves slowly, wantonly—with the sensual drawl of a drunk. Slow, deep breaths to draw your scent into his lungs, tinting the oxygen in his blood with your flavor, so every cell in his body can swim with your taste.
He’s purring at this point.
You begged so prettily but there was no real reason for it. He’d give you what you wanted because it was you who wanted it and he was more than happy to give it to you.
Buddhas Adam’s apple bobs in his throat as he works his mouth on you. You’re so goddamn wet—pouring out onto his tongue for him to gulp down. Shaky fingers wind themselves in his hair, pulling at the long blonde locks and it makes his spine tingle. The harsh sucks and wet, filthy kisses to your cunt intensify as you both lose yourselves, Buddha lapping wildly.
Each devastating ‘schlick’ has you wriggling harder against him, a string of warbled screams tear from your throat and his cock pulses in delight. Broad chest vibrating with a feral groan, he drowns himself in your cunt before shoving his fat tongue up your hole— needing to taste his new favorite from the source.
White-hot pleasure sears through every nerve in your body— absolutely blinding— as you throw your head back with a wrecked cry.
Buddhas tongue thrusts and caresses your slick, tight walls until he finds that spot that makes your voice crack, fucking into that spot over and over— then suctioning his mouth over your clit to nurse it.
Fat tears roll down your face as you try to hold on with staccatoed breaths but you just can’t. The deep rumble he moans out makes his tongue vibrate from where it’s stuffed in your heat and you fall utterly and completely apart.
Bursting like fruit in his mouth— you gush; entire body locking as you cum so hard you black out.
Nectar flows out you in abundance and its sweetness is everything Buddha was after and more. Not missing a beat as he keeps undulating his sopping wet muscle inside your twitching walls all the way up until you go slack, boneless as he feasts until his appetite is sated.
By the time he pulls away, his lower face and jaw are painted in your release and your poor pussy is all puffy from having been licked raw.
Shameless, he nuzzles your thigh— very pleased and smirking at how long it takes you to catch your breath but patient when he asks,
“How’re we feelin’, Miṭhāī?”
There’s no way.
Couldn’t be. Was he joking??
Your ears were ringing, you’re pretty sure you’ve at least cracked some of the glass with how high pitched you were screaming, and just looking at how disheveled he is makes you want to go again.
Instead, you snort,
“Enlightened.”
Buddha huffs out a laugh through his nose before moving you effortlessly, holding eye contact as he slowly slides you down his long, muscled torso—stopping you overtop of a very sizable lump.
Your breath catches, mind racing from exactly what you know you’re feeling as Buddha kisses wetly over your ear, biting the lobe softly.
“Good …but do you think you’re up for another concept, little thing?” Another flash of heat warms through you, even exhausted you’re still very much excited and you nod rapidly.
Teasing his canines up the sensitive skin of your throat and jumping pulse, he hums in amusement. His cute mortal, you had no idea what you just signed up for did you?
“You sure? It might be a little.. big.. for you to fully grasp…”, he rasps against your mouth with a sleazy grin and you know from the tilt of his lips alone that he’s hung.
The type that leaves you hurting everytime you even think about it.
Pressing a soft kiss to his lips, you raise a brow at him in challenge.
“Try me.”
