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.Aside from your ass, Sae Itoshi has a thing for eye contact

“You look so pretty. Look at me.” Sae says, gently tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

It was a stark contrast to the way his cock was roughly slamming into you. You were sinking further and further into subspace at his praise, lost in your own little world of pleasure. He was so thick and the stretch was so good you couldn’t think of anything but the feeling of him stuffing you full with every thrust. Your eyes were glossed over, your unfocused vision blurry. But Sae grabbed your chin, lightly guiding you to meet his gaze.

“Baby, I said look at me.” He murmured, his face slightly flushed from how pussy drunk he was getting. Though he was very good at keeping his composure. You let out a little whine at his relentless thrusts, now combined with his unblinking gaze boring into you, you were going to come any minute.

“See? There you go. Fuck, I love watching you fall apart like this.” He said, cerulean eyes hungry and intense. It was short lived though, as soon as his thumb landed on your clit your back arched as you looked away, moaning loudly. “Sae! It’s too mmh much!” God he was crazy. Your whole body was on fire with blinding pleasure, how were you supposed to focus on keeping eye contact?

“If you look away I’ll stop.” Sae said, bringing his free hand to your chin. Your legs were starting to shake, you were ridiculously close to coming. You groaned, part in frustration part because you just felt so good, and closed your eyes. He halted his movements immediately.

Your whine sounded awfully desperate. “Cmon Sae please! I was so close. Please let me come.” Your pussy was clenching around his thick length, feigning for friction again. Sae gave you a mean smile.

“Well then don’t close your eyes next time.” He said, slamming into you now that your eyes were on his again. You let out a high pitched moan, hands clawing the sheets hard, it took everything in you to not look away. Although the eye contact was just turning you on even more. His eyes were boring straight into yours, his pupils blown wide, as they sucked up every reaction your body made. It was impossible. You wanted to squirm, to unfocus your eyes, to furrow your brows and focus on how good it felt to be this full of him. Instead, you were just taking it and staring right at him. You didn’t get the relief of shifting your eyes around or leveraging the pleasure by throwing your head back, you had to control yourself.

His eyes narrowed as the corner of his lip tipped up. “Yeah, you’re doing so good. Almost there. I know you can do it baby.” He didn’t blink. It almost felt like your souls were intertwining. Your brain was beginning to go fuzzy. The knot in your stomach was seconds from unraveling.

“Sae, god, I’m so close. I’m gonna come, please—

He smirked, angled his hips up, and hit that spot inside you he knew made you a mess.

Your eyes rolled back automatically, body melting into the mattress. But right as you tipped over the edge, he stopped.

An underwhelming sensation washed over you. You came, but you didn’t. Your pussy was spasming as if you had an orgasm, your body becoming hyper sensitive, but you didn’t get the euphoric relief at all. Your eyes began watering as you looked up at Sae confused and deeply frustrated.

He merely looked down at you, amused. “It’s called a ruined orgasm.”

You whined. Despite your body being thoroughly spent, you didn’t get a lick of pleasure. Your mind was completely unsatisfied, as horny as you were 20 seconds ago. “I actually hate you.”

He cocked his head. “Careful what you say to me, sweetheart. Maybe if you’re a good girl and follow instructions, I’ll give you a real one this time.”

You didn’t register the ‘this time’ until he was slipping back inside your overly sensitive hole.

…right?

Sae Itoshi was on his knees.

Thee Sae Itoshi. Was on his knees. In front of you. His teal eyes were looking up at you, tracking each of your every moves as carefully as he did back on the soccer field. He was scanning each feature, as if he could psychoanalyze what the best response for him would be. His maroon hair was perfectly messy, free for once instead of slathered in his game day gel.

He looked beautiful, which didn’t make this any easier. You loved him, yes. But you loved yourself too, and knew you deserved better than this.

You couldn’t keep up with it anymore. He was constantly abroad for games, constantly training. You saw him maybe once or twice a month. Sure you could tag along on the plane to some other country, but you had a life back at home. Let alone the fact that when you actually did see him, he barely seemed happy about it at all. You guys just weren’t compatible, not with that cold, unbothered demeanor of his. And he didn’t care about anything besides football.

So…. Yes.

You were standing here breaking up with your boyfriend of three years.

You tried to sound firm, even though your voice was trembling. He was unnaturally still. It was like watching a panther, wondering if they were about to pounce. The air around you guys was awfully heavy, and your stomach was starting to churn a bit. “Sae… I.. I don’t know what to say. I just-“

“I’ll quit football.”

“………………what?”

“I’ll quit football.” He said again. He hadn’t blinked once, his stare piercing.

You almost laughed but you were just too shocked. Was he serious? You didn’t know what to say. “What? No, you can’t do that. Are you crazy?”

“I’d be crazy if I let myself lose you.”

“Sae. You can’t quit football. You’re the best player in Japan. I don’t want you to quit.” You threw your hands to the side.

“I won’t quit if you stay with me.”

“Oh my god. This is ridiculous. First you will quit if I stay, now that’s the only way you won’t quit?” Your voice was going up a few pitches as you began feeling exasperated.

He finally blinked.

“I just don’t want to lose you. Please. Can we just work something out, please?” His fingers were lightly circling your ankle, shooting shivers all the way up your spine. You closed your eyes briefly. “Sae, stop trying to distract me. And stand up, I can’t think straight if you’re like this.”

“So you’re not breaking up with me?” He said, voice becoming less serious and more teasing by the second.

“What? I didn’t say that. We still have to talk things out.” You started backing away as he stood to his full height, approaching you with an amused look on his face.

Suddenly, he swept you off your feet, throwing you over his shoulder. Your legs dangled over his front, and you had a view of nothing but his back and the floor. You started to flail your feet. “Sae! Let me down! I said we have to talk it out!” You squealed as he continued his way toward the bedroom.

He says he “knows some anatomy”

18+

! Oral fem receiving, fingering, slight overstim, Grace finds out his knowledge can actually be useful for something unrelated to molecular biology

In which Ryland Grace goes down on you for the first time and unexpectedly has you falling apart in minutes

The blonde between your legs was so nervous you could feel it radiating off him. His hands were settled on your thighs as his eyes kept switching from your panties to your face.

Your hips were beginning to squirm a little. “Ryland, don’t keep me waiting.” You got that he was nervous. You just wish he was using his mouth for something else besides his endless yapping.

“S-sorry. I know. I just- I’ve never done this before. I mean I- I don’t even like watch that stuff that much so I don’t even- don’t even know how it really like w-“

You tried to give him a reassuring smile and cut him off. “Just don’t get in your head, okay?” You interlocked your hand with one of his, guiding it away from your thigh and towards your abdomen, hooking his finger in the waistband of your panties.

He curled it, slowly sliding them down a bit, just to pull them back up. You internally groaned. Your own fingers clutched the sheets hard so your frustration wouldn’t be directed at the puppy like boy in front of you. Who knew being horny wears your patience so thin?

His blue eyes were wide looking up at you, swimming with so many emotions. “I just don’t want to disappoint you.”

Fuck. Well.

You tangled both your hands in his hair and pulled just enough to get him looking up at you, eyes flickering shut at the welcome sensation on his scalp. “You won’t. I promise. I’ll take whatever you can give me. I have zero expectations, okay?”

At that he seemed to perk up a little bit. His fingertips began to trace teasing circles on your thighs and hips, sending shivers down your spine. Though much to your dismay he started murmuring to himself again.

“No expectations.” He nodded slightly, voice still holding onto the last of his tremor. “That’s good. I can do that, yeah, no expectations.” His fingers finally reached their peak, hooking onto the thin fabric you wore and finally, finally, pulling them down.

Until he stopped halfway. Your brows were knitted. You were painfully horny. Was he dragging this out on purpose? This time you couldn’t stop the whine in your throat before it spilled out.

Rylands pupils dilated a bit at that. “Uhm… you did say no expectations, right?” He asked.

You groaned quietly, throwing your head back. “Yes. Ryland, I did. What are you waiting for? Please.” Your fingers curled tightly in his blonde strands, your hips ground against nothing, worked up after the only action these past 35 minutes had been Ryland’s hands on your thighs.

He lightly dragged one finger over your clothed slit, the first wave of pleasure finally going through you, causing you to whimper softly.

He took a rough breath in. “Okay, yeah. Yeah. I mean I do know some anatomy. There’s no way I’ll be that bad.” He mumbled to himself. You decided to ignore it, your face scrunched up as you waited for him to give you anything more.

Slowly, he tugged your panties down your thighs. For real this time. Your breath hitched as the cool air hit your finally exposed body. His breath hitched too at the sight of you, he spread your things just a bit wider as he nestled up to your core. You could feel his breaths on your heat.

With his index and middle finger, he just barely dipped them into you, gathering and spreading your slick. And then his thumb landed right onto your clit, pressing little circles with the most delectable amount of pressure.

Your back promptly arched off the bed as you moaned, shockwave after shockwave of pleasure dancing through you as his fingers knew somehow exactly how to work you. He grabbed your hand and tugged on it a bit. “Is this good?” He asked.

“Y-yeah.. ah-really good.” The sensations crashed into you like a train. You had waited so long and he was just doing it so good, you couldn’t stop the little noises escaping you with each gasp. Ryland beamed the tiniest bit at your praise, drawing back and replacing his thumb with his tongue.

You got louder as his warm mouth made kitten licks on your clit. He said this was his first time right? Most of the guys you had been with could never get it just right. The coil deep in your stomach had already begun to wind slightly.

Ryland added his fingers to the mix, pressing his middle and ring fingers slowly into you, they rested right in your entrance and his mouth continued licking and sucking, god everything felt so good that you were embarrassingly close already. Your moans were getting higher pitched, and you began clenching around his fingertips, still seeking more friction.

Ryland responded by pressing them further into you, just up to his knuckles before he curled them up.

Blinding, white hot pleasure shot through you. “Fuck! Hah-“ you suddenly couldn’t see straight, vision blurring and eyes rolling back as your whole body was tensing wave after wave, matching the pulsing motion of his fingers. It felt like you were melting, entering some euphoric stage of bliss, your eyes began to slightly water at just how much pleasure you were feeling. His tongue was still swirling over your clit, it was almost too much.

“Rylahhhhnd- this feels so hah good. Please don’t stop- I-“ before you were done with your sentence your orgasm ripped through you. The most intense one you’d ever had. Your eyes were somewhere stuck in the back of your head as your brain genuinely leaked out of your mind. You were floating up somewhere, twitching uncontrollably, whining. Fuck, is this heaven? You thought for a second before coming down back to earth. Slowly, your brain was picking up again and your body was coming back to reality and-

“Ahh! Wait, Ry!” He was not stopping. You had just come extremely hard, leaving you very sensitive. As his fingers continued pressing into your gspot pain was taking over instead of pleasure.

“Ryland stop th- that hurts. I already finished.” U whimpered.

He immediately stopped. He slid his fingers out, them and his mouth covered in so much of your slick it was embarrassing. Ryland looked pussy drunk, his eyes were in a daze and face flushed. “Shoot. Sorry, sorry. U finished? Already?”

Your own face flushed as you glanced away from his intense gaze.

“Ah wait I didn’t mean it like that! I didn’t know you were close and I just got carried away because it seemed like you were enjoying it so I thought I was doing a good job and you told me not to stop so I- and-“

“You did do a good job. A really good job. No one’s ever made me come like that before.” You said, your thumb sweeping over his jaw, you pulled at him, wanting to be closer. He got up from his knees, climbing on top of you onto the bed. He was glowing from your praise.

“Really? I was good for you?” His eyes shone.

“Yes.” You pulled him in for a messy kiss, your taste still all over his mouth. He gladly reciprocated it, his own mouth devouring yours. He pulled back only to catch his breath.

“How did you know where all the right spots were?” Your hands came to either side of his face to cup it.

Dryhumping! 18+

Inexperienced Ryland, slight touch starved, he finishes quickly and is embarrassed abt it