(a/n): this is unedited im sry ahhhhhhhhhhhh but anyways i kept listening to pose by yo gotti n it just led to this
rin has always loved taking photos.
he loves to save treasured moments on camera, whether it was a miya twin fight or a candid of you feeding some ducks at a pond. moments like that were to be saved by him, kept in an album or his wallet. a wholesome sentiment.
he's ecstatic when he gets a polaroid camera, using up the first set of film at the very party he received the gift at. pictures of atsumu stuffing his face with cake, kita petting the family dog, you smiling up at him as you pile your plate up with food. every single one was kept, every single moment was immortalized.
click.
rin loves taking photos of you.
especially when you're looking at him with half lidded eyes, saliva dripping down your chin. you barely register the flash of the camera, only feeling the pain in your throat and the arousal that soaks your underwear. his fingers run through your hair as he stares down at you with adoration. your knees hurt, but it doesn't matter. not when you're looking up with him with teary eyes and your mouth full of cock.
"on the bed, bunny." he orders and you obey, legs spread apart to showcase the wet spot on your panties just how he likes it. your skirt is flipped up, nipples poking through your flimsy tee.
click.
he sets the camera aside, trailing kisses down your neck, hands making their way under your shirt to fondle your breasts. one hand rips off the soaked fabric, his thumb immediately finding your sensitive nub and rubbing lazy circles. he throws your shirt off somewhere in the room and latches his mouth onto your hardened bud. your hands thread through his hair, pushing his face further harder onto your chest.
you can't help but grind yourself onto him while he looks up to your face with admiration. your mind is clouded and he can tell by the way you're barely able to sit up.
when his mouth leaves you, you whine and fall back before you hear that familiar sound.
click.
your slick pussy on display for him under your black skirt, tits wet with his saliva. he has to take a picture.
"rin, i need you." you choke out, relishing the feeling of his fingers on you.
"just wait, bunny. need some pictures of you when i'm away." he pulls down your skirt, leaving you completely bare in contrast with his half clothed body. it's almost embarrassing, but he doesn't seem to mind. "pose for me."
you don't know how to pose like this, let alone how he wants to see you. so you bring your knees to your chest, covering up your breasts as you stare down your lap. it feels somewhat humiliating to be so exposed no matter how many times he's seen your body and you're especially shy in front of a camera.
"i said pose, baby." he growls, yanking your legs until he's above you with a perfect view of your tits, eyes closed, legs pressed together. his hand rests firmly on your stomach, preventing you from moving away.
click.
it's almost as if he could sense the self consciousness radiating off of you when he comforts you with wet kisses from your shoulder down to your belly. his lips travel lower and lower until he's sucking on your thigh, making sure to leave marks. your hands grip the sheets in anticipation when you feel his breath on your heat. he has full access to every part of your body, but you trust him. you just really need him to touch you now. "need you, really bad- ah!"
he doesn't let you finish, immediately latching his mouth onto your clit until you're squirming, pushing his head closer until his nose touches your navel. your thighs rest comfortably on his shoulders, but he doesn't let you close them, keeping your pretty pussy spread apart for his tongue to abuse. the wet muscle prods at your entrance and presses against a sweet spot, causing your empty hole to clench.
the familiar knot in your stomach begins to unravel, the familiar pleasure making your head dizzy.
click.
but rin doesn't let it happen yet.
he's more interested in the image of your head thrown back, your tits pushed outwards, and your glistening cunt. rin loves how ruined you look when you're about to cum despite the fact you've been denied the pleasure that you've been craving the whole time.
but you're tired of it.
so you do the work yourself, gaining enough confidence to walk forwards until his back hits the wall and pull his shirt until it's fully discarded. your hand wraps around his fat cock, your fist unable to fit all the way around, but you pump it anyways, rubbing his slit while you bite into his shoulder. "i- i told you to be patient, didn't i- oh-"
you're back on your knees, mouth sucking the angry red tip until his eyes squeeze shut. your hand pumps what you can't reach while your head bobs up and down his cock. he hits the back of your throat ever time, but you tolerate it for the sake of letting him nearly reach his release. he groans and you feel the familiar twitch as his hands card through your hair. that's when you grab the camera.
click.
what's the harm in having some pictures of your own?
his cheeks are flushed red, lips parted open, dark marks left on his broad shoulders. you leave the photo on the table. barely a second later, he's grabbing you by the waist and throwing you onto the bed. it all happens fast.
he hovers above you with the camera in hand, arms resting on both sides of your head, sucking on your neck until it's bruised purple as he slides into your quivering hole. the sudden intrusion makes you tighten it and he hisses through his teeth at the familiar warmth surrounding him. "think you can just leave me like that? takin' a fuckin' picture, too?"
he doesn't give you time to adjust, setting a fast pace and driving his cock into you before you can process it. his hand rests on your throat, squeezing the sides until your eyes roll to the back of your head. your mind is foggy and the only thing you can really feel is his length filling you up until he's in your guts.
click.
you can't hear the camera anymore. you can't think clearly anymore either. "look at that." he mutters, admiring the ring of cream forming around him. your little hole is stretched out when he pounds into you, hitting the sweet spot that's deep inside of you every single time, wet sounds filling up the air of the room.
he's relentless.
and you let out a mix of blabbering, whining, and moaning that satisfies him even more. your back arches off the bed, legs wrapping around his waist, and he knows you're close.
click.
it might be blurry with how fast he pistons into you, but he's sure that he got the lewd image of his cock stuffing your pretty cunny full. it's sticky, creamy, and the most erotic photo he's ever taken.
and now he has the perfect angle. one that shows off your fucked out face and your sore pussy. your walls pulsate around him, his fingers quickly finding your clit and rubbing furious circles until you clamp down. his hips still and his cock throbs before he fills you up with his cum, your tight cunny milking him for all he's worth.
your hands grip your breasts as you look up at him with glassy half lidded eyes. your cheeks are heated up and blotchy, drool sliding down your chin.
click.
it's a pretty sight, he thinks. he captured one of the most lewdest moments on camera and he's elated at the obscene sentiment. when he finally pulls out, a mix of slick and white cum leaks from your fucked out hole, filling him with a sinful sense of pride. your bare chest falls and rises with every breath. he can tell that you can barely register the sticky mess spilling from your pretty pussy, but before he cleans it up, there's one more thing he might as well do.
click.
he sets the developing photo down before grabbing a wet rag and wiping up the mess between your thighs. "you're so pretty, bunny."
his breath tickles your ear and you let out a weak giggle, "thanks, rinnie. i'll pose better next time, i promise."
"no need, you were perfect."
you smile and pull him down until he's laying with you in the bed, blanket covering your bare bodies before drifting off into a peaceful sleep.
