“not so tough n-now, huh?”
satoru growled out, glasses still on his face as he rutted into you like a mutt in heat, both hands gripping at each cheek of your ass which were a lovely shade of pink from his harsh slaps
“toru!—” you cried out into his pillows, forced into a mean doggy style position. it had been a while since satoru had ever dominated you like this, no— he’d NEVER dominated you like this.
he spoke, voice low. his hand came down on your ass a little harder this time, the sharp slap echoing throughout the room and a little squeal forcing itself out of your throat
guess he’d just.. snapped. happens to the best of them. too much messing about, too much attitude, too much thinking you could do whatever you wanted to him without him caring, it was destined to happen at some point! he just got sick of it every now and then
“s’ good.. toru! mmh, s’ so goood!” you moaned, and suddenly satoru had a grip on your forearms, long, thick fingers wrapping around the sweaty flesh and using your own limbs as leverage to fuck himself harder into your already abused cunt
“yeah? little slut, c-coulda- fuck!..— told me you liked it rough ages ago, could have.. have given it t’ you like this every- every day.”
he replied, voice cracking as that feeling in his stomach grew bigger, he wasn’t gonna cum before you, not this time atleast.
he burried himself inside of you to the hilt, balls slapping against your engorged clit that was throbbing.
he let go of your arms, smirking as your upper body immediately collapsed forwards and back into the sweat covered pillows, now using his hand to press quick figure eights against your sensitive bud, hand reaching around your body
he raised his eyebrows at the immediate whimper that left your mouth, back arching into a meaner arch
“fuuck, pussy so tight, so, so wet..” he mumbled, throwing his head back and continuing his deep and fast thrusts, rosy tip poking at your g spot
“oh, oh god! fuck, right there!” you choked out, a sharp gasp erupting through your spit-soaked lips, swollen and bitten
“yeah? right here?” he cooed, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in with precise movement to hit your sensitive spot again, humming at your load moan. “uh-huh, that’s where she likes it.”
he muttered to himself when he felt your pussy clench harder, and he didn’t stop his dangerously addictive drives into your sloppy hole, hitting that spot over and over and over—
“cum—cummin!” you cried into the sheets, trying to scurry away from the intense pleasure on your hands and knees
“nu-uh, ‘nd where are you goin’?” he chuckled, immediately dragging your hips back onto his, slamming inside of you with desperation to make both you and himself cum now
and you definitely came hard, he could tell by the way you screamed out as you squirted up his torso, the clear liquid splattering up his abs and dripping down his weary thighs
“ho-holy shit—” he grunted, the sight of your intense orgasm pushing him over the edge as he released his own shot of milky cum inside of you, his semen sticking to your slippery walls.
he pulled out slowly when he noticed how tired you really were, your body going limp as soon as he pulled out and plopping onto your side, you felt literally boneless
“we should do this more often, i-if youd let me.” he stuttered out after collapsing on the bed next to you , which made you smile. because he was still your toru