Disclaimers: ageless blogs & under 18 DO NOT INTERACT PWP. Fem!reader. Established relationship. Love. No protection. Oral (Aki and reader receiving). Aki c*ms inside reader. Alcohol. Pet names (baby, sweetheart). A little rough. Some dirty talk. Praising. A$$ slapping. Some slight choking? (aki hold readers neck) Some softness at the end. No word count, I’m lazy. Not proof read.
The room was half-lit, slowly getting darker as the sun was setting for the evening. Neither of you bothered to turn on the lights when you got home; as soon as you walked through the door, Aki’s mouth was trailing up your neck, tongue darting out to flick your ear. You sighed, letting your neck fall back as he clumsily kissed you.
There was a faint smell of beer on his breath, but you didn't care. You knew he was a bit of light weight, especially if he'd been dry for a while. As the night progressed he became sillier; making jokes under his breath about the snooty waiter who didn’t appreciate how loud you two were being. The corners of his eyes were crinkled as he laughed with you across the table, his cheeks getting rosier. Nights like these made you happy, seeing him relaxed from his normal demeanor.
“I thought you were getting sleepy…,” your words came out as a whisper, straining just a little while his hands snuck up your shirt. Aki squeezed your breasts, smiling against your ear,
“I said that so I could get you home.”
All it took was you arching your back into him, standing in the dark walkway; the squish of your ass nestled perfectly between his hips. He nearly dragged you into the living room, pulling the dress up over your head.
Your discarded clothing dangled off the furniture; underwear thrown on the sofa, jeans laying across the dining table. You pinned him against the wall roughly, stealing kisses from his drunken lips as he groped your ass greedily. Feeling his naked body pressed to yours sent a familiar rush through you, accompanied by a yearning for him. Aki could sense it too; the hard press of your chest to him and the way your hips gyrated into his, and he relished it.
“I need you so bad, Aki,”
His eyes glittered as he smiled from your plea, leaning in to rest his forehead against yours,
“Yeah? Then take what you need from me.”
He let go of his grip on your ass, allowing you to leave wet kisses down his lean form, his eyes never leaving you. You made sure to kiss every scar you passed along his body; soft, gentle kisses reminding him of your love and adoration. The raised scar under his right peck, the puncture on his rib cage, the deep slashes along his belly needed your touch. You hoped your kisses could heal him. That they’d magically erase the pain in his mind that lingered whenever he saw the marks.
Aki’s breath picked up the lower you went, and he cradled your head in his calloused hand. You kissed his navel, following the trail of soft black hairs down his pelvis, until you could feel his cock brushing your chin; emanating heat, so hard yet and soft against your skin. You kissed around it, teasing him with the warmth of your breath.
He grabbed his cock at the base and pulled it upward, indicating what he wanted and you instinctively pressed your face into him. You lapped at the sensitive skin, flatten your tongue across his balls, licking up the curve of his cock. Aki let go of his cock and you quickly grabbed it, sucking the tip greedily into your mouth.
Soft panting filled the room. Aki stared down at you with that sweet, glossy look in his eyes that you loved. Hands fisted in your hair, keeping you right where he wanted, bobbing you up and down at a steady pace. He loved seeing you like this, kneeling before him, little sighs of contentment escaping from your stuffed mouth.
“Feels so good, keep going…fuck,” he rolled his head back with pleasure.
Dragging your tongue along his shaft with each pump he gave, you let the spit pool in your mouth. Each rhythmic thrust caused dribbles to slip out of the corners of your mouth.
At this angle, he looked so perfect. From the trail of soft, black hairs leading to his belly button, to the landscape of his abs flexing from his deep breaths mesmerized you. Keeping his cock in your mouth, you rubbed your hands up and down his body; squeezing, caressing his hips, his stomach to his pecks. Aki moaned from your touches.
You needed more of him. Pushing his hands away, you relaxed your throat, sinking your mouth completely down his length. The taste of him was intoxicating. Never had you craved someone like this, feeling such a deep satisfaction with your nose pressed against his soft bush, chin squished against his balls.
You flashed your eyes up just in time to see his reaction, humming. The sudden move took him by surprise and his mouth dropped open. Aki let out a sweet little gasp, holding your head in place once again. He leaned against the wall of your cozy living room, little praises slipping from his lips:
“I love the way you suck my cock,”
Your knees were starting to ache while you struggled to balance on the hardwood floor. With your toes bent, the haunches of your feet keeping you leveled with him, you knew you were gonna be bruised tomorrow. Aki kept his back to the wall as you deep throated him, pushing his hips further into your face, relishing in the soft gurgles from your mouth.
Quickly, he pulled you from him and up to your feet, holding your face to his. He wiped the spit from your mouth and chin, telling you how pretty you looked as he gazed at your swollen lips. He kissed you hard at first, deepening the kiss with each swipe of his tongue. The sounds of your lips touching rang in your ears, making your pussy throb. He slipped his hand between your thighs, eager to feel the familiar slickness of your arousal. His fingers were coated completely as he rubbed your folds slowly, making sure to dragged them so gently across your clit. Your legs shook with each stroke and Aki whispered in your ear,
“Get on the couch,”
You sat slouched, pulling your legs as far back as you could, completely open for him to see all of you. Aki flipped on the lamp near you, eager to see you in this position. You both smirked as he perched on his knees in between your supple thighs, caressing them up and down. There was a hunger in his eyes as he gazed at your pussy; he admired your lips, the deepened color they’d become. He loved the stretch marks across your thighs, and his hands traced back down them gradually before settling on either side of your sex.
Aki’s finger tips touched your outer lips, spreading them slowly apart, making you whimper. Your folds glistened, beckoning him to lick them clean. He leaned and kissed your clit softly, as if kissing your mouth. He inhaled your scent and began licking with languid strokes. Aki’s hair was loose and it fell across his face as he ate you out. You reached down to brush his bangs back so you could see his beautiful face, and how his wicked tongue toyed with you.
The warm, yellow light from the lamp to your side was only strong enough to illuminate parts of your body and his own. In front of you, Aki glowed, with the deep darkness of the rest of the room behind him. There was a comfort to the setting; you both tangled together in this tiny, dimly lit room that you both made together. A safe haven from the world outside. A place for you both to exchange secrets, laughs, arguments and kisses. Your chest ached at the thought of how much you loved him, and you ran your fingers through his hair.
He intermittently kissed your pussy and then your thighs, staring up at you between his ministrations. Those beautiful, intense blue eyes searching your own, looking to see your approval of his actions.
You were already approaching your first orgasm, feeling it build up in your core. Aki latched his lips onto your clit, and began sucking. Not to hard, but not too soft. He knew what you liked. Pushing your thighs further down, he flashed his eyes up as you writhed under him. Panting uncontrollably, you grabbed your breasts harshly, pulling at your nipples.
“Ahhh, Aki— oh my god— yes!”
You whined pathetically, feeling no shame at the pitch in your voice or the desperation, and he loved it. He loved being the one, the only one, who could do this to you. Aki rocked your body back and forth against his mouth, straining to keep his breath steady as he coaxed your orgasm out. He hummed continuously, and could feel how wet his face was from the combination of your arousal and his spit.
You pulled his hair unintentionally when it hit you finally, screaming from the pleasure. Aki let go of your clit with a ‘plop’ and watched as your body shook. You looked so sexy lost in the ecstasy. He wiped his face and gave you a lazy smile. You smiled back, watching as he stood before you, his cock still hard and leaking.
Between your breaths, you cood, “Does this big cock want to cum, too?”
You reached out and grabbed it roughly, making him hiss. Aki’s eyes darkened, and he grabbed your ankle to position you along the couch, climbing between your legs. He pulled his hair back from his face, the sweaty strands sticking to his brow.
“Flip over,”
You rolled over as he asked, and he slapped your ass to your surprise. He squeezed your cheeks in his big hands, kneading the plushness before slapping them once more.
“You ready for me, sweetheart?” his voice was close to your ear, deep and seductive. You turned your head and whispered yes in anticipation.
Aki held the base of his cock and dragged it between your folds a few times, teasingly. When his tip caught your entrance finally, he pushed in slowly, letting your body adjust to his girth. You turned back to face him as much as you could, could eager to see him. Aki reached forward to cradle your jaw, dragging his thumb along your bottom lip.
With one leg resting beside you on the couch and the other planted firmly on the floor, he pushed completely inside of you. You both gasped at the feeling: you overwhelmed by feeling so full, him by how you sucked him in so tightly. He let go of your jaw and grabbed your ass again, rocking his hips.
“Go faster,” you commanded. Aki’s pace picked up, and he leaned forward laying his body across your back. You pulled his hand towards your neck and he instinctively grasped it.
The couch rocked and creaked as he fucked you from behind. His hips rutted frantically against your ass as the rest of him lay across you, holding you by the neck. Aki whispered into your ear, asking if you liked being fucked from behind and praising you for taking him so well.
“Yeah, take it just like that, pretty girl.”
You felt small under him, weighed down, but safe. Safe under him, cradled so tightly against his body as he took what he needed. Your eyes glazed over as he panted into your ear, hearing his voice begin to crack the closer he got. Soon his thrusting was relentless and you felt yourself losing all composure. Your cries picked up, and you knew in the back of your mind the neighbors would hear.
Aki’s words turned to pleas as he felt his orgasm approaching: “Oh, yes just like that. Just like that, I love you so much. Fuck, I’m so close,”
“Yeah baby, are you gonna cum? You gonna cum in this pussy?”
He pushed himself up at the last moment, pushing his cock deep and holding himself in place. He groaned with each spurt of cum, his cock twitching inside of you. You cooed at him, caressing his abs as he tried to catch his breath. The couch was just big enough for you both to spoon each other in, and Aki slipped between your body and the couch perfectly. He wrapped his arms around you, and you both lay there, not caring of the sweat or the mess you had made. Normally, he’d regain his composure and would already have a towel to clean up.
You rolled your head back to him, kissing his nose and his lips.
“I love you.”
He smiled, eyes half open and nuzzled you back.
“I love you more.”
You smiled but nudged him in the ribs.
“Should we go take a shower, baby?” your voice was raspy from your cries earlier.
Aki had his eyes closed now, still steadying his breathing as he rested his chin to your shoulder.
“Yes we should, in a minute. Let me hold you for a bit.”
Aki would join you in the bathtub. He doesn’t fit of course; his knees stick out the surface of the bubbles, pulled up close to his sudsy chest. He jumps a little when you nudge him with your foot under the water; you try grabbing him with your toes and he splashes the water over the edge, giving you a warning look. But he’s laughing. He likes leaning on your knees, resting his head while you read contently in the bath. Sometimes your hand will leave the pages and drift into his hair, kneading through his damp locks as he closes his eyes. He likes being quiet together like that. But Aki won’t let you both stay in too long; as soon as the water isn’t steaming anymore he’ll tell you to it’s time to get out. You’ll protest and say you’ll add more hot water, but he’s stubborn, and really he just wants you to come to lay down with him. “C’mon, it’s almost time for bed.”
My son is beautiful and silly and loud and adorable and mischievous and cranky and I love him.
It’s hard being a parent, and although I knew this was true before I gave birth, it hits different when you’re living it.
I have unresolved negative and confusing feelings with my ex.
I have to come to terms with how I may disappoint my mother with a decision I need to make which will change our relationship.
Ive been dating a person after a 7 year toxic relationship and have never had so many orgasms in my life. They make me happy and I want to make them happy. But I worry I fall in love too quickly.
I miss Aki and writing my stories about him. He really helped me through a dark period in my life.
