My thoughts today are of Aki needing to pull out and take a ‘break’ (more than once), because he doesn’t want to cum too soon. You’ll be in the spooning position, his arm hooked under your thigh to keep you in place while he thrusts rhythmically into you from behind, and his breath will start to get ragged. He’ll slip out abruptly, leaning his face into your shoulder, open mouth against your skin, trying to ease down.
“sorry,” he says, a slight, embarrassed smile on his face. “I don’t want to cum yet,”
He’ll slip back into you after a second, keeping a steady pace again; not too fast but not too slow…just savoring how wet you are. So wet. He can’t think straight—can’t form coherent words when he’s inside you. He can only mumble about how good you feel, his breath so close to your ear.
When you moan that he’s the reason you feel so good—it’s him who’s making you so wet, that he’s to blame—he cums instantly. Woops.