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They also love praise. You love it a lot. Sojo swallows thickly, the bump of his adam's apple pressing against your thigh.

"B-beautiful," he rasps as his tongue flanttens against your inner thighs, his heated breath causing goosebumps to raise on your body, "Please, please hahh hhhh, you smell like strawberries nhh.."

You clench his head harder, your thighs muffling his ears and trapping noise away.

He pushes against your thighs but grips onto them even tighter when you loosen your hold around his head.

You giggle at him, "You don't even know what you want?"

Sojo groans as your laugh echoes in his head. You're laughing at him. And it's turning him on. "Yes - yes, I do!"

"Hm. Stick out your tongue, boy." His eyes snap up to look at you, his tongue immediately sticking out obediently at your command. He was so eager to please, so desperate for you. His pink tongue quivers slightly as he waited for your instructions, his face still buried between your thighs, just an inch away from your crotch.

You grinned wickedly as you lift your hips off the futon to grind onto his tongue, eyes locked onto his.

His black inked hands gripped your thighs instinctively as you rolled yourself down against his tongue, making him taste fabric rather than actual bare skin.

"Mn- yesh!" He let out a muffled, breathless whimper, his eyelids fluttering shut as the muscle of his tongue flattened perfectly against you, eager to feel you.

"Haha.. if you keep being a good boy like this.. I may let you have a taste every day." Sojo stills at the thought. His mouth immediately latches onto what he believes could be your clit through the fabric, wetting the cotton tremendously with his drool.

His cheeks flushed pink when you pushed his head deeper between your thighs, his nose nuzzled into your thighs, and he inhaled deeply. Your scent fills his head, and he can't help the involuntary jerk his hips give against the futon.

"Oh, you would like to be a toy? Can you - ahh, imagine that? The great Sojo Genichi.. a sex toy for his woman." You tease lightly, throwing your head back as your underwear clings to your pussy from his wet mouth, giving him a clear feel of your lips.

His tongue swirled against your clit, cheeks soaking wet from his own drool and spit.

He moaned softly into you, the vibrations only applying to your pleasure even through the cloth of your underwear. A shiver runs down your spine, "Mmmph..."

When his teeth accidentally grazed your sensitive clit, you let out a sharp gasp that turned into a moaning "Ahh..." Your hips bucked involuntarily against his face. Feeling those sharp canine teeth again made something inside of you click..