"ah...fuck! c-c'mon! i said i was sorry—ngh!"

alas, his transgression was rendered impossible to overturn. but such a reflection wouldn't come easy to him by simply observing your expression—soft eyes suddenly interested in your nails, your walls, the open novel on your lap in which the content had been reduced to incoherent lines of black ink.

still. rested.

as if the soothing quietude of your dorm wasn't polluted with the buzz of your vibrating wand and the shaky urgency of satoru's cries. heard from the foot of your bed. mere meters from you.

you simply cross your legs, lean calmly back against your headboard, which all but prompts satoru into a fervid quest for only the smallest glance.

"please…i can't…i can't take it anymore…" he pants, to which you make no discernible physical response, except avert your eyes from your lap, almost as if searching for confirmation. and surely enough, he was still there. the ever so fierce gojo satoru—hottest and toughest boy on campus, the social kingpin, sex god, from whom a glance was worth the world's riches, restrained to a chair with your vibrating wand—the contraption previously subjected to his cocky ridicule—tied to the hardened and aching length of his cock.

his tip glows an angry red from the continued abuse, beads of precum leaking obscenely down his veiny girth as each plea rings louder than the last. then, perhaps to prove your motivations less base, your eyes travel upwards, passing over the way his sweaty pectorals strain against the tightness of the rope, to a set of pink and glossy lips agape in none other than pure bliss.

and then it became clear to you.

this wasn't beneath him at all.

a smirk finally tugs at the corner of your lips, and a voice, sweet and thick as honey, yet fierce as the heat of molten steel, fans into the atmosphere as a deceptively maternal response, "i'm sorry, baby. what was that you said again?"

"ngh—baby!" the plea escapes in parts of a sob and a laugh, back arching against the chair in a delicious battle against his powerlessness. you only shut your book, a dusty page-riddled 'thump!' that signals anything but mercy, and set it aside as he continues to plead, "i said…i said…i can't take it! it's too much…"

"nah ah…" you tut, "before that."

the state into which satoru's features contort warms your heart, and just for a second, his confusion turns you away from how the length of his cock rivals that of the wand that continues to buzz mercilessly against him. how the movements of his hips don't cease, riding the vibrations in earnest as if he were a bitch in heat. it pulls a soft coo from your throat, making his cock twitch, no less when you continue to taunt him with this riddle.

"oh, come on…" your tone teeters on the edge of a sneer, "you're usually all talk, mr quarterback. nothing to say this time?" a high pitched whine follows, and after that, a witch-like cackle as you salaciously cross one leg over the other, intending only to reveal a sliver of skin from your sundress to contrast your boyfriend's state of vulnerability. you sigh, feigning resignation, "you're slow, aren't you? where was all that sweet talk about being better, hm?"

"i know! i know—fuck! i'm sorry! i'm sorry! i didn't mean—"

"—about how nothing compares to being fucked by you?" you tilt your head, smiling as if you were merely spectating upon a performance of which you had no control. "because from where i'm sitting, it seems like i'm still yet to witness this stamina you keep blabbering about."

conceding to what is now, undeniably, a spell of torment of which he can no longer plead his way out, he shakes his shoulders in a light sob, a rhythm that nearly matches that of his hips. "fuck…you're evil…you're so fucking evil…"

"maybe," you purr, tracing the hem of your dress, rested and wrinkled on your upper thigh, stopping short of what he would kill to watch you touch. "but we both know that you asked for it."

"god! okay! fine! i'll never say anything like that again! I swea—"

"i like you like this," you interrupt, as if musing upon a trivial observation, "why would you hide this side of you from me, baby?'

with his mouth agape, and his eyebrows creased as if he were about to break into tears, he sneaks a quick glance below his waist, eager to witness the nearing of his own climax. his cock bobs lightly against his toned abdomen, a string of creamy white stretching between them—and the wand, ever so obtrusive, taunts him with several reminders of his incapacity, daring him to break free and give himself the release he so desperately craved.

"it feels so fucking good…"

"I know, baby."

"but it's nothing compared to you."

you pause.

he continues, "i wanna breed that sweet little pussy and feel it squeeze every drop out of me. i wanna watch your tits bounce when you ride me. god, i'd rather you milk me for all i'm worth—'til my cock fuckin' snaps. i'd rather it be you torturing me like this…not—ngh!—this fuckin' thing!"

the plea, an elixir most damning to inexperienced taste buds, almost catches you—the smell of your arousal guarded feebly between the full flesh of your thighs, dripping like molten lava, taunting satoru's nose like a siren's call.

but then came his next words. and oh, thanks be to his naivety, for baring his armor to your procurement.

"i know you want it too." he grunts. "you know you want it."

complete silence. satoru pants as if his speech were a bout of strenuous exercise, and even still, the sound takes defeat over the loud hums of that damnable sex toy.

"oh, toru…" you coo, and his posture straightens—wand be damned—as he awaits your response in hopeful anticipation, "you still haven't learned, have you?"

you don't even give yourself time to watch his face drop, his head tip back again, his hair slap back onto his forehead like leaves of a willow tree in a snowstorm, his orgasm come upon him in a violent twitch of the hips. the bliss had betided within the few seconds it took for you to swing your legs off of the bed, retrieve your novel, and make but a casual destination of the door to your bedroom.

averting his eyes from the mess of cum on his abs, upon realizing the lack of intervention proceeding his orgasm, he strains his neck towards the door, catching your hand against the doorknob. "hey—hey! what the fuck! come turn this thing off!"

your expression, eerily calm, discourages further thought. just another loud cry. "ah, baby! please! i can't! i can't take it anymore!"

one thing would lead to another, to his back hitting the wall whilst his surprise is muffled by a hungry kiss that belies your usual composure. down his neck whilst the previously languid manner in which he'd been loosening his attire had matured into urgency…before you lay a gentle hand atop his to stop him, swiftly dropping to your knees, and kento would feign protest.

the endearing glimmer of hope beneath his eyelashes that you might amend the routine just for that night, free his cock from his confines and finally treat him to the relief that he'd been looking forward to all day, can all but make you coo with feigned sympathy.

"you want it, baby?"

and foolishly, he hadn't yet quit to misapprehend such words as a beacon of hope, nodding profusely as you gently palm his hardening bulge.

just a little more…

he'd chant in his head as your exploits increase in intensity—you'd drag your tongue across the now rock-hard outline of his cock, base to tip, obscenely mouthing the material until it became damp with your saliva. if you were feeling extra cruel, in place of your mouth was your hand, grabbing and nearly stroking, eliciting a series of whines and breaths at unimaginable pitches.

and if only he hadn't looked like that—like something out of an expensive magazine, a beauty so refined that was it damn near sinful to condense it into mere desperation—maybe you would've offered him some leniency. humbled yourself into a giver, stripped and fucked him senseless.

but…oh lord…

"darling, please."

oh, lord.

it was with his own two feet that he was ushered to damnation. second by agonizing second of you squeezing his cock through the painstakingly tight confinement of his trousers, one last bid to cease your cruelty and—

"oh, fuck—!"

an erratic jerk of the hips, a shaky moan, and the darkened spot on his crotch where your mouth was previously situated darkening further. and you, ever the indulger, forgo any further torment, but instead sit back in triumph as your husband reels from his climax, hanging his head to eye the obtrusive stain with amusement.

"damn," he commends with a breathy chuckle, "i need to get new trousers."

and although you protested, expressing what sorrow it would bring you to disregard the potential his tainted garment would have in serving a new purpose, the damage had been done. what nanami kento once had with his khaki trousers could never be salvaged again.

"now, take 'em off and fuck me."

"i thought you'd never ask."

an implication that would send an already irate (y/n) into an even bigger frenzy. Make no mistake, the two of you were stamina and endurance personified, but how you had the energy to fight after a seven mile trek to get here, defied the very laws of nature themselves. Ace and (Y/N), dynamic search and rescue duo by day and the world’s most dysfunctional couple by night. You’d scale some of the most rough terrains; both on land and sea to search for others in their time of need but would be ready to murder the other over a game of Tekken! Honestly, to anyone peering in from the outside..the two of you seemed to have no business together. That perhaps your bond was a little toxic and that maybe you shouldn’t be around one another. But for the ones who truly understood you both…it made perfect sense. They wouldn’t find a stronger love than the two of you harbored. It was that unwavering passion that unironically drove you closer. All the banter could never be taken seriously. If anything, it was a defense mechanism in the field to keep from allowing your emotions to cloud your judgment in tough situations. To remind yourselves that you weren’t looking at your partner but an equal. But it wasn’t harmful, abusive or even volatile. It was strangely soothing…to have someone that not only understood your brash nature but embraced it and turned it into a component of your love.

“And you would know a lot about that, wouldn’t you?” By now, your voice has quieted and you were peering off to the side with your arms folded. It was so funny watching you instantaneously shift from sassy to someone who had the incessant urge to be babied. And of course, like clockwork, he’d indulge your desire. “C’mon, I’m just kidding, babe…don’t look like that. Here..” cackling as he reached for your hand and pulled you towards him. Those giant, muscular arms swaddled you as he hugged you from behind..roaming from your shoulder blades down to your waist with that tall frame towering over you. His head rested atop your own before he maneuvered it to adorn you in kisses.

“It doesn’t matter who made it up here first. What’s important…is that I get to spend my birthday camping in one of my favorite places, enjoying the outdoors..with my favorite person and that’s all I could ask for.”

it was then that you’d begin to soften..and more so melt within his grasp. No matter how angry you became at him, it wasn’t a place you could stay at long and you shared his sentiments. “Yeah, I love it out here..” Turning around with a tight clutch on his forearm, (y/n) gazed up into the deep set eyes of your lover and beamed at him with those beautiful features. “And..I guess I love you too.” Breaking into laughter as you sarcastically uttered the words. Resulting in Ace smacking his lips before swaddling you in his grasp and attacking you with tickles. “Yeah, whatever. You’re such a damned brat.” “I’m kidding, I’m kidding!” Giggling as you attempted to feign off the sensation. But alas, you only found yourself trapped within another deep kiss. This time with your arms roping the back of his neck and his coiling your waist.

“Say it again..this time like you mean it.”

“I love you, Ace.’.love you so much..”

those sweet words flowing to his ears and heart, garnering you a wide smile, one that brought you immense joy. Glaring down at you, his heart would begin to thud rapidly against his chest. It was the same reaction every single time..it was as if you made him lose all control. But he didn’t seem to mind too much, he was just thrilled to be in your presence.

“I love you more, pretty girl..” immediate flutters sprouting throughout your stomach as he utters the words. You’d never grow tired of hearing them.

“Hey…it’s getting late. Why don’t we start heading back up to the camp site and get pitched before it’s too dark..it’s not too far from here. We should be good to keep the van there tonight.”

“D’aww, is someone getting scared of the dark? Poor baby..”

Yet again, you were doing everything in your absolute power to test his patience. But he was used to those antics of yours, and had become far more quick witted and short tempered as a result. Smacking his lips and giving you a side eye.

“I know good and damn well you’re not—if a spider fell out of a tree right now, you’d jump in my arms like a damn Scooby Doo character, knock it off and let’s go.”

“So serious and strict…it’s kinda hot.”

The two of you would continue your ascent uphill towards the campsite, trekking through the countless piles of broken leaves as they crunched beneath your insulated boots. With walking sticks in hand, you’d use them to garner leverage; leaning on them for support to gain your next step. Between the steep, rough terrain and those heavy items on your back, it was a lot. Even for two experienced backpackers such as yourself. However, having to carry large tanks and wear heavy duty fire suits all day has conditioned your bodies to make this feel like light work. (Y/N) brushed the trees as you walked through the assortment of giant shrubbery, admiring their unique qualities and gorgeous structure.

“It’s so beautiful…and peaceful out here. I love it.”

“Isn’t it? Sure as hell beats car horns and traffic all the time.”

“Right? Although, my bed does sound really nice right about now.”

Earning you a snarky chuckle from your man, who’d been harboring a bit of a secret since you’d gotten here. See, this area was not just an oasis away from the grind and hustle of the city…it housed a plethora of hidden passageways and unbeknownst to you, one of the most ethereal treasures that Mother Nature had to offer.

Trekking along for a few more minutes, the two of you would find yourselves entering a cave-like threshold that led down into what sounded like a flowing body of water. You were absentmindedly walking and only halfway looking when you’d hear him respond to your statement.

“Oh yeah? Could laying in bed give you a view like this?” Extending his arm out to the wide open space, you’d finally look upward to catch a glance of one of the most breathtaking views you’ve ever laid eyes on!..

“What the?—oh my goodness…it’s…”

“Pretty cool, yeah? I told you this place was damn near magical.”

“Yeah, no kidding…”

Chuckling to himself, Ace stared as you stood completely awestruck at the sight before you. Behind this rock formation was a barreling waterfall with rushing, glistening waves streaming down into a beautiful river. Akin to something you’d see on a computer screensaver…he’d been raving the entire drive up about how it was imperative that you all make it up here before sunset. Because if you managed to catch it at the correct time, the rays would refract off of the water and create an iridescent effect. It was absolutely stunning to say the least and he’d been wanting nothing more than to share this view and moment with you!

“Come on, let’s get up closer.” Extending his hand, he’d reach over to grab your own and lead you over to the side, where the ravine began. You’d never seen anything like it and now it made perfect sense why you’d always hear him refer to it as his ‘secret treasure.’ He’d make many treks up here on his lonesome but this time, it had a lot more meaning. The two of you would make your way over to an empty spot where you could sit for a few moments and capture the essence of the breathtaking scene. Along with the camping gear, you’d each had a couple of blankets that you could sit on when out fishing or just sunbathing. Although nightfall was vastly approaching, neither of you wanted to pass this chance up so you’d make haste in laying them out and sitting beside one another.

“Now you see why I love this place so much. I’ve been hiking up here since I was a kid but I swear…it never gets old. Now I get to share it with the person who means the most to me.”

Something about those words just sent pangs and flutters throughout your stomach. It wasn’t often that you got to share tender moments like this with one another. Most of your days were filled with calamity and chaos so this definitely a nice change of pace. Some people might find it strange that he’d choose to spend his big day in a place like this when hotels and restaurants were a popular option but that was the thing with Ace. He was unpredictable, unorthodox and always going against the grain. This was his peace and happiness. And well, you’d follow him anywhere as long as you were together.

“You know, I’m really grateful you brought me up here. Not just because it’s freaking gorgeous…but because it means so much to you. Sometimes, it feels like we’re still learning so much about one another, even though we’ve been together for a while. It’s so hard to be happy when you’re dealing with running across dead bodies all day. It can take its toll and I just…I want to see you smile as much as I can. It looks really good on you. So thank you for letting me be by your side and share this experience.”

At that moment, Ace felt as if his heart were going to explode. It wasn’t often that the two of you had the opportunity to share such heartfelt confessions. Hell, you’d always thought of it as too ‘cheesy’ or sentimental. But in you guys’ profession, it made you appreciate the chance to share it even more. Not only that, he too was grateful that he would get to spend his next orbit around the sun with his beautiful lady by his side. He hadn’t expressed it to you just yet but there wasn’t a single doubt in his mind that he wanted to spend the rest of his life doing this with you.

“Of course, babe. I mean…I get to wake up another year older and look at the most amazing, most stunning, prettiest thing this world has to offer. And…I guess the trees and stuff are nice too.” Immediately causing you to fluster in response; a little abashed by his compliments. Reaching over, he’d grasp your hand and intertwine your fingers. “But in all seriousness, you mean everything to me and I couldn’t imagine spending this time any other way and I can’t wait to have so many more with you by my side. I love you, sweetheart.”

Bringing that connected hand up to place a kiss onto the back of it before reaching over to do the same to your lips. Which had formed into a pout as you clutched his face with your opposite palm. “I love you more, baby…”

From then on, it was as if the two of you were magnetically drawn to one another…unable to pull away and like time itself had come to a halt. The only thing that mattered in that moment was one another and the joy you’d shared. Honestly, he found it utterly difficult to want to focus on anything else. Your soft features glowing underneath the dimming sunlight and those gorgeous eyes fixated on him; slowly fluttering shut as he closed in for yet another peck. This time, they were a series of slow, intentional ones…your tongues colliding in a sensual haze as your bodies grew closer. Each of your hands would begin to roam and explore the other’s body. His cupping the back of your neck with a firm grasp and yours planted against his chest. Moaning into one another’s mouths before the moment would intensify and eventually, you’d find yourself tousling onto one singular piece of fabric together. With him somehow ending up on top with your legs coiling his waist. Things had heated up before either of you knew it!

“Ace, babe…wait. Should we really be doing this? I mean, don’t we need to get back to the campsite before it gets dark?” Giggling as you caught a glimpse of his face. Those freckled cheeks were burning tomato red and he had the biggest grin on his face. Something told you he wasn’t all too concerned with that at the moment.

“Nah, we’ll be fine. I think we can spare a few minutes. Besides….do you really want to stop right now?…” knowing just how moody you’d become when you guys’ ‘alone time’ became disrupted. He certainly was in no mood to put a pause on this much needed intermission.

“No, but I mean—“

“Then don’t worry about it, alright? I’ve been out here plenty of times…I know my way around. Just let me take care of you right now.” Leaning back down to give you yet another deep, searing kiss. One that damn near left you breathless.

“And I mean…it is my birthday so we have to do what I want.” Teasing as he continued letting your tongues dance around.

“How’d I know you say some shit like that?—“ finding yourself letting out a loud whimper whilst sucking your teeth before you could complete your response. He’d managed to reach your throat, placing gentle kisses all around your neck and collarbone. Slowly moving down to the chest, where he’d gently lick the tops of those perky breasts before pulling that tank top down and exposing them to the cool elements. Those dark colored nipples were already erect the moment he began touching you.

“God, I love your tits…they’re so perfect. Hell, every part of you is perfect…so fucking sexy.”

Squeezing and caressing each one as he took those buds into his mouth; lapping on them like he couldn’t get enough.

“Mmmph, that feels so good.” Shutting your eyes and chewing your bottom lip in reaction to the feeling. Meanwhile, your fingers twirled loosely around those curly black tufts of his. But this was merely the start of what he had in store. After a couple more minutes of lapping on those breasts, he’d maintain a firm grip on them as he moved lower to your abdomen and lifted that shirt along the way. He’d leave a few tender kisses around your naval and pelvic area. It was whilst he was removing those shorts, eager to disrobe his beloved…you’d halt him yet again.

“Wait, what’s wrong?” Although he was a bit confused and aroused, Ace would cease to do anything else if you didn’t want to keep going. He couldn’t dream of forcing you to do something that made you uncomfortable and his lust had gotten the best of him. However, there was no need to feel an ounce of shame or regret. Rather, you just had another request…

“…you did say it was your birthday, right?…so why don’t you let me take care of you instead?” With that cheeky little smile on your face, it didn’t take long to come to the realization that you not only wanted to proceed but you wanted to take the reins as well. Which he knew meant that he’d be spoiled in more ways than one…finishing what he’d begun, he’d slide those shorts and panties down your ankles, setting them over to the side and then allow you to swap places.

“Well then…show me what you got, pretty girl.” Ecstastic to reverse the roles, (y/n) would allow him to get comfortable before repeating the same process. Only this time, you’d start with his bottoms first…pulling them and those boxers down with the swiftness until they pooled at his feet. Now eye level with his crotch, you’d curl your tongue around those plump lips as you eyed that blatantly erect cock…standing up at full attention when you unsheathed it. It was so thick; full of girth with prominent veins protruding from the shaft. Darker in hue in certain areas with those swollen, heavy balls you had every intention of emptying. Not to mention the oozing precum seeping from the glowing red tip.

“Like what ya’ see?”

“Very much so…”

Answering as you massaged his chiseled, tattooed thighs. Without any sort of hesitation, you’d descend headfirst between his legs and begin fulfilling those carnal desires he sought. With that mouth agape so widely, you’d take him in one full gulp. Lathering up that skin with saliva whilst that tongue worked the underside of the appendage. Those delicate hands resided on that heavy sack….gently massaging and kneading those fingers into them.

“Oh fuck….yeah, that’s it, babe. Just like that..” grunting and moaning out quietly into the atmosphere. You needed no instruction or encouragement but something about hearing his voice crack under the pressure riled you up even more. Make no mistake, you would’ve loved to feel the sensation of his tongue exploring your folds and lapping on your clit but you both knew this is what really got your pussy wet; sucking him dry until his toes curled. Loud slurping sounds would begin to rise as a result of that sloppy head you were giving him. Those bohemian knotless braids dangling to your back were now in front of your face and he’d quickly move to pull them back out of your way. Ensuring nothing disrupts this pleasure…

“Suck that dick, beautiful….you’re so good at it. You know exactly what to do…” egging you on as he stared in amazement. Or at least as much as he could withstand ... .Those eyes kept closing, along with head falling back onto his shoulders. He couldn’t believe it sometimes. For a woman who conducted herself with such grace and dignity, you got as nasty as a porn star when it came to him! Scooping up those droplets, you’d work them back onto his member. Making certain that your jaws sucked around him just right ... .there wasn’t a single bit of concern or worry whether or not a passerby would spot you guys or if nightfall would inevitably catch you. Quite frankly, the idea of pounding you underneath the starlight was pretty tempting. But it wasn’t only about the sex itself. It was about getting to experience spontaneity and exciting moments with the one he loved.

“Oh my God, your mouth feels incredible. That’s my good girl…open that throat f’r me…” chest heaving and breathing all off kilter from your salacious tactics. You’d halt for a split second, only to allow a giant glob of saliva to pool all over that shaft. That’s when you’d take him all the way down to the hilt with your forehead pressed to his v-line. He felt as if his very soul was going to ascend in that moment! You were truly unreal sometimes…

“Aaaaahhh….shit! Babe—wait…” but there was no stopping you. Almost as if this was no longer about his pleasure but your own. That was all but confirmed when he reached around to your backside that was arched in the air and began to tease your slit. As you proceeded to devour him whole, Ace’s fingers were nestled deep inside of you, working that tight entrance for what was to come. That silky arousal is already gushing on his knuckles.

“Look at how wet you are…you must really be enjoying this, huh?”

Being answered by faint moans and muffled grunts. However, he knew if you didn’t stop soon, his entire load would wind up in your esophagus instead. After a few more moments of teasing; which included slurping on his balls whilst you jerked him off slowly and holding his cock down your throat until you gagged on it and expelled gag spit everywhere.

“You’re so fucking nasty, I love it—c’mere.” Tugging your head up with a gentle grip on that chin and a thumb between your lips, he’d shove his tongue into your mouth once more. Tasting those remnants of himself whilst savoring your flavor as well. Pulling back only to shove those once buried digits in your jaws so you could do the same. With those gorgeous brown doe eyes fixated on him, (y/n) sucked that middle and index finger clean.

“So sexy…I can’t even believe you’re mine sometimes.”

After one more kiss, he’d instruct you to maneuver and shift positions yet again; this time, him lying flat and you facing out towards that waterfall.

“I need you to ride me…I wanna see that ass bouncing while you take my dick.” Speaking to you with such vulgarity and you loved every second. Sex with him was always such a rush and satisfying….even in the laziest, most sensual moments, you reached nirvana every time.

“Mmmm…you’re the boss. Whatever you say.” Looking back at your boyfriend, you’d climb atop his pelvis and align your center with his own. Legs spread and feet planted on each side, you’d prepare to take him. Grabbing that well lubricated cock, you’d rub that head against your clit, biting your lip in response.

“Don’t tease me, sweetheart. I don’t think I can take it right now..”

“That’s a shame, I like messing with you.”

Always circling back to that playful banter that you two enjoyed. He could merely chuckle but best believe he wasn’t kidding around. He needed to feel those warm insides pulsating around him or he was going to explode.

“…but luckily for you, I feel the same way.” Finally sinking down on that shaft as it went between those walls. You’d find yourselves expelling loud moans and curse words simultaneously. Your heads even falling back at the same time.

“Oh fuck…so tight..”

“Fuck, you’re so big…”

And there wasn’t a single second to spare. You started moving, allowing him to get deeper inside. That fat mushroom tip and girth shaft splitting you damn near in half and yet, you’d take every inch. Meanwhile, your man enjoyed the very aesthetically pleasing view of rushing water and the ripple of that plump, juicy ass bouncing off of him. Those stretch marks littered all around them was the cherry on top. You’d begin slow at first but by the subtle buck of his hips, that wasn’t what he desired.

“There you go…ride me like you mean it. Like I trained you…”

Each time you came down, finding yourself greeted with heavy handed smacks to those cheeks. The wet ‘plop’ noises grew louder in conjunction with each of your moans; joining the other sounds of the wilderness. Like two primal animals, you’d engage in what you were designed to do. Those sticky secretions dripping from your cunt glided down to his abdomen and before long, you were making an absolute mess of him.

“Oh my gosh, your dick feels so good…love the way you make this pussy cream..” that sexy voice causing him to twitch between those soft, pillowy folds. But alas, you weren’t the only one feeling the effects. That tight grip was making it incredibly difficult to focus at the moment. On one hand, he wanted nothing more than to shoot his load into that aching womb but the other half needed to savor this moment.

“That’s all you, babe…you got me this hard. It’s like you just wrap around my shit and don’t wanna go let go—oh fuck, why do you have to be this tight and warm? Gushing all over me like this…”

Those words spill out at the same rate as your juices. It was true, you were about to drive him absolutely mad! Those movements eventually gained traction and that ass went from just bouncing to full blown clapping against him. You’d glance back, flipping those braided tresses over your shoulder to really see his reaction.

“You like when I fuck you, baby? This tight pussy squeezing this big ass fucking dick? You like when I turn into your little slut, huh? Letting you use it wherever and when you want.” seductively cooing and speaking to him with that filthy vocabulary. By now, Ace’s head was so far in the clouds, he couldn’t even think straight. His legs were shaking, his cock throbbing and his entire body riddled with ecstasy. It was no wonder he was downright obsessed with his beloved (y/n)!

“Yes, sweetheart. I fucking love it!…you’re my nasty little bitch and I love you so much. Oh my God….” The words served not as to degrade you but as encouragement and not, did they work. You loved when he complimented you in such a manner!

Howling out like a wolf at the moon, he’d sing your praises and cry out your name to the heavens. He never thought he’d be ridden to the point of damn near tearing up. From that amazing head to this, you were truly one of a kind.

“This is your pussy….it’s all fucking yours.” Each of you teetering on the edge of dominant and submissive at any given time. After being forced to clutch the blanket underneath him and feel his own toes curl, Ace was done being the latter. He needed to really lay claim to what you’d so graciously blessed him with. Forcing you back so that those thighs fileted open, he’d curl his arm over to rub that clit. At this point, it was him now feeding you those deep strokes from underneath as those tits jiggled profusely as a result of being jolted up and down.

“That pussy‘s mine? Is that what you said, pretty girl? Tell me again.”

“Yeah, it’s your fucking pussy, baby!”

With that confirmation, he’d hit that second wind and continue massaging your bud until he felt it at last…

“…then make it come for me. Give me that fucking orgasm, it’s mine too..”

Gritting and sucking his teeth as that deep, sultry voice commanded you. Once he halted, it were as if a spring had uncoiled inside of your body and that spot that had been so well penetrated, released all over his cock. You’d shoot up off of him, squirting profusely as those legs trembled in climatic bliss. Tears fell down your face as well…completely taken over by that wonderful feeling.

“OH GOD! FUCK—“

“That’s my girl…making a mess all over daddy’s dick. ‘M so proud of you.”

But even so, he was still feeling greedy! He needed more. He needed to relieve himself and sate that fiery urge to breed you. Just like any other hot blooded mammal during mating season, he just had to claim you fully. You’d attempt to crawl away from him for a moment of respite, but you were just as quickly snatched back and placed on all fours instead.

“….no, I’m not done with you yet. Arch that back and give me those hands. Hurry up.” Suddenly finding himself in that alpha, domineering mindset yet again. He’d allow you to take control and although it was incredible, he needed to make his mark. Once your arms contorted and bent to reach the center of that spine, he’d grip them firmly with one hand and use the other to tap himself against that slit one last time. Right after, spanking those round cheeks.

“I swear, you’re a literal dream ... .I don’t know how I got so lucky but this is the best birthday present ever…” those fast paved breaths only quickened by his re-entry into that tight orifice. Which caused you to write around on it and moan his name.

“Still sensitive, I see…” so in tune with your body and aware of all your little ticks.

“That’s okay, my love….I’m close too. I just need…to use you a little more, that’s all. I don’t want this moment to end.” Savoring every second as he garnered that quick pace and rhythmic strokes. That sharp v-line and fat backside intersecting with each thrust. His heavy balls made home against your sticky entrance and slapped your clit as well. Meanwhile, his thumb would rest in the twitching cavity of that asshole.

“Yeah, I’m gonna come so deep inside of you…give you every bit of me. It’s what you deserve. It’s what I deserve…to make you mine. To make sure you know who you belong to.”

(Y/N) clutched that soft material that separated those tangled bodies from the ground, balling it up between your fingertips. Hard moans and sharp breaths constantly pour out. You just didn’t know how much more you could handle and when you’d attempt to run from it, he’d wrangle you back in when he’d pull your hair. Grasping you by your scalp and bringing his lips to your right ear.

“ ‘m so sorry for pulling on your hair…but you’ll forgive me, won’t you? Especially if I fill you up, right?” Those eyes completely shut and barely stayed in the front of your head as he drilled that cunt for all it had. Kissing on the side of your face and temple, he’d keep rambling off in that ear, telling you to beg him for that release.

“Ace…please…”

“Please what, baby?”

“…come…nut in—“

“What’s that, pretty girl? Speak up, I can’t hear you..”

Finally, you’d find the strength after damn near tapping out to utter the phrase he’d been patently awaiting.

“Come in me, daddy. Nut in this fucking pussy!…oh God..”

And with that, it was as if he’d been released from that spell. Finally, you’d feel those movements come to a halt and that warm seed spilling into that fertile womb. Ace letting out a loud groan to accompany it.

“Ohhh…fuuuck me! Take it, babe. Take my fucking cum.” Holding you in place as he emptied that load. Once he came to, he’d pull you back to his chest and wrap you up in a final doting, adoring kiss.

“Hey, are you alright? I wasn’t too rough, was I? Please forgive me if I was…” Getting a quick rapid shake of your head in response. He was like a man possessed when he made love to you but his intention was never to cause you harm. That was the least of his concerns though…you were just as equally satisfied as he was. So happy that you’d decided not to make him leave when you were going to.

“Good…because I love you and I never want you to feel anything less. I want all of our experiences to be just as enjoyable for you as they are for me…”

“Aw baby…of course they are. As long as I’m with you, I’m the happiest girl in the world. Besides, I want your weekend to be special. You pour so much into everyone else, including me. If anyone deserves everything they want and more for their birthday, it’s you. I love you, and I hope I can make that possible.”

In that very tender moment, the last ray of sunlight fell cast over your face and he’d take in that special sight. Knowing it was an omen for all the good things to come in this life and relationship. Even in the bleakest of hours, you’d always be his sunshine.

“Trust me, this is the greatest gift I could ever ask for. I’ve literally never done anything like this. I’m just thankful you’re always up for my crazy antics.” Feeling partially guilty for desecrating his sacred grounds with such debaucherous acts but never feeling so alive after getting to experience sex outdoors for the first time. This was only the beginning of you guys’ adventures but for now, you really had to get up and hightail it back to the camp site before you lost your way. Luckily, you came prepared with flashlights and fire sticks to illuminate your path. However, you couldn’t help but to tease him once more.

“Damn…if I would’ve known that, I wouldn’t have gotten you alllll of those nice, expensive gifts.” So blatantly toying with him. His eyes would stretch wide in bewilderment at what you could’ve possibly purchased for him. He wasn’t used to be given things like that so he was getting used to accepting things from others.

“Wait…you got me gifts? For real?” Inquiring as you both hastily worked to get re-dressed.

“Maaaaybe I did. Maybe I got you the one thing you’ve been wanting plus a lot of other things. Maybe it’s waiting back at the van with some of your favorite food I made before we left.” Instantaneously lighting up like a little kid on Christmas. You knew he said this was all he wanted but honestly, you couldn’t help yourself; taken by the overwhelming urge to spoil him endlessly. The main thing atop his wishlist was a brand new camera to capture these scenic views as photography was an avid hobby of his and needless to say, you spared no expense on it.

Once his pants and shirt were on, he’d strap that backpack to his shoulders and wait with baited breath for you to follow him.

“…Or maybe I was just lying, who knows really?” Bursting into a loud cackle. He could always sense when you were telling a bold face lie and trolling the hell out of him. Normally, he’d humor you and play along but even someone who never asked for anything or even felt they deserved it still longed for it and as long as you were a part of his life, you were going to make certain that the king's treatment was all he received. Doing anything to see that smile. Before you could utter another ridiculous statement, he’d hoist you over his shoulders and proceed to carry you back.

“Come on. Damned brat..I don’t know what I’m going to do with you.” making you cackle in pure amusement yet again. And him break into a smirk as well.

“What? Aren’t I funny? I think I’m hilarious, actually.”