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Modulo!Yuji X Black!Reader You've never had to watch your back or worry about bending over to grab a fallen item until Yuji… It was maddening—you swore your heart had never sunk to your ass faster than when you dropped something within hearing or seeing range of Yuji.  Contains: Backshots, Breath Play, Spanking, Fluff-NSFW

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Week one,

You dropped a spoon in the kitchen—you were making brownies, and the spoon was sitting on the edge of the counter. You weren't paying attention, too wrapped up in the music playing from your speaker propped on the fridge and swaying your hips to it.

Now remember,  Yuji was nowhere to be seen. He hadn't been for the past half hour, you've been downstairs making dessert. 

When you finally realized it had dropped, you turned and bent over….

As your hand reaches for the spoon—another hand reaches for it too…  

“Whatcha doin' bent over like this?” You were stunned, your hand hadn't moved an inch

Your only thoughts were, ‘How the fuck did he get here so fast-’ 

You swore he was just upstairs…

You shook your head, fixing your mouth to say something… anything.

“I was… I was just grabbing the spoon-” 

Yuji nodded into your shoulder with a soft, “Just grabbing a spoon?” 

“Yep-” 

“Nun else?”

You shook your head with a, “Nope-” 

Yuji only nodded, “Oh…okay-”

You felt his warmth recede, along with his hand leaving your view. You picked up the spoon but not before receiving a hard slap across the ass, “I'll be waitin’...”

You cocked your head with a horrified expression, “Waitin' fo’ what?” 

Yuji gave you a sinister grin, walking back out the kitchen, leaving you shocked and confused. 

“Waitin’ fo what!?”

Week two,

If last week didn't scare you—this week sure did. You dropped your bowl on the way to the kitchen. A nice fresh bowl of cereal in a plastic Tupperware, premium recycling by the way. Now Yuji was asleep, dead as a doorknob, gone to the world on his stomach.

He had the pillows in a chokehold, slobbering and drooling like an old dog. You had been watching TV, some show you two hadn't finished together, while you ate a nice bowl of lucky charms and ice cold milk.

The cereal was so good, you had decided to get another bowl. It was early, and the rules in your house: as long as it wasn't almost gone, refills were damn near limitless.

You hopped outta bed in your mumu, slipping on your fluffy house-shoes and walking outta the room.

God had jokes today, cause you don't even know how you dropped a plastic bowl—thank God it was plastic, but still. The frustration was evident in the way you picked up the end of your mu to bend over.

“Hey-” 

You weren't even phased when you saw his hand slide down your arm, and grab yours. His voice was filled with sleep,  three octaves hitting your neck and making you shiver. You could feel the thick print of his morning wood up against your ass, and smell sleep on his skin 

“Hey…” your eyes were wide, your lips bawled up forming a line across your face.

“Whatcha doin?” The same question from last week.

Your answer, “Picking up the bowl I dropped?”  it was more like a questioned response to your own actions.

Yuji nodded once again. When he leaned off you, with a sexy groan—he slapped your ass again, “okay…just know i'm still waitin’-” 

You could hear his large steps retreat back to the room while you were stuck in silence.

Again, you asked yourself at this point,  “What is he waiting for-”.

Week three (NSFW),

You were now on edge—dropping things made you scared like a child scared of the dark.

Everytime an object slipped from your hands or fell off of something; you did the dumbest shit to pick it up… Squatting, kneeling, and sometimes you just left it there. 

Every corner felt watched, every silence after an item fell; felt calculated. One time you dropped your phone and when you went to get it—you could see him looming around the corner, with a creepy grin.

Girl, you just left it there and went ‘n got on your computer.

You felt like a war vet—it was a new trauma you never thought you'd develop living with him. And you just couldn't wrap your head around one thing…

What was he waiting for?

Yuji started questioning your behavior. He acted oblivious to your hesitation—his eyes went all soft, his tone drenched with concern, “What's wrong baby?” Or “You gonna pick that up angel?” 

He'd feign ignorance when you threw around accusations of him acting strange or ‘standing over you’ while you did it, “Huh- what? Nooo! Baby I was just jokin’!” 

He says, holding your hands with that sickenly sweet pout.

“Then why everytime I go to pick some shit up you get all up on me and ask me stupid shit!? And what the hell are you waiting for!?” 

That last part hooked something deep in him. His pout faded, his eyes grew cold and his mouth in a line, “you'll see-”

That night you took a shower… Everything was going accordingly.  You scrubbed yourself down, lathered in soaps that made you smell edible.

Then, you had to go and drop your bar of soap—it slipped from your hand at the same time, you fumbled for it terrified, 

"Shit!" you hissed, as it hit the ground with a loud THUD!

There was silence, aside from the running shower water, and the sound of the God Of Wars title screen from your bedroom. Your heart was pounding in your throat, you took a tiny peak outta your heavily decorated shower curtain.

The door was closed, ‘No way he heard that…right?’ You didn't really know, nor did you care. You had to finish showering and this was your chance—you made a quick grab at it-

At the same time the curtains were yanked back, and who stood there shouldn't have even been a surprise. Yuji bit his lip, letting his eyes wander over the curve of your ass and the soap melting off your skin–paired with the way you were still bent over, frozen in time.

“Hey baby-” he said, kicking his shoes off and hopping in behind you, still in his hoodie and shorts.

He leaned over your back, grabbing the soap, “Whatcha doin?” 

You let out a sigh, “Washin’ my body…” 

“Yeah?” He kissed your shoulder, “Yep-” you said in a deadpan tone.

“Aww you missed a spot-”

“Where?”

That's what got you face down ass up on the tile floor, receiving deadly backshots that had you clawing at the floor.

You couldn't remember what had happened to his clothes, but it really didn't matter. 

The pleasure was overwhelming and so was the nefarious grip he had on your hair and ass.

Yuji yanked your head back, slapping your ass as hard as he could—leaning over you so that he was always in your view. Your pussy spazzed as he dick pummeled your insides.

He ground his hips against your ass, watching your eyes twitch and roll. his red tip leaked against your sensitive walls. You looked heavenly—drenched in water and moaning like a bitch in heat. He smiled at it, leaning closer to kiss you, “You know- hah~ you're really clumsy-” 

He said, fucking you like that was punishment for it. Yuji was bullying your walls, praising the way your pussy tried to suck him deeper with every smack against your G-spot.

“Fuck- even she agrees wimme- ain't that right angel?” his other hand lost its grip on your ass, opting to rub that sensitive nub that begged for attention. 

The sounds of your arousal over the shower water, combined with the clap of your wet ass hitting his pelvis was music to his ears. He let your hair go, wrapping his hand around your neck with a tight squeeze leaving you with little to no air to breath.

His grip tightened, his hips stuttered when you clamp down, “Oh fuck, you gotta stop tightening up on me angel~ its already~ oo fuck like that- hard enough to keep myself from cumming already! Youre just gonna- ah~ gonna-! fuck~ make it worse!”

But you couldn’t help it, he was being so mean to your poor cunt and over some shit you can't control!

This wasn't punishment, this was Yuji being mean at this point!

You clit buzzed under his rough fingers and moans you've never even heard were being pulled from your throat. High pitched squeaks and weak gasps that were contained by his thumb pressing on your windpipe

"That's it baby~ moan for me, be as pathetic as you want and cum as you please-” 

Yuji loved the control he had over you—even your breaths were his to measure, and he loved feeling your nails dig into his skin when it all became too much.  Just as you were doing now~

He whispered into your shoulder, “Aww can my baby not breathe?” pulling you back by your neck until you were arched against his chest. 

You grabbed at the hand around your neck, feeling light headed and seeing black spots beginning to cloud your vision. Yuji gave you enough to breathe, but refused to let your neck go,  “Breathe~” His voice was sweet but it didn't match the monstrous pace he had you going at.

“I've been waiting for this for a longgggg ass time-” he spanked your clit, earning him a gasp and left your thighs shaking.

“All that teasin' you were doing- it was definitely teasing~” you had a sneaky suspicion he wasn't evening talking to you by the way his voice sounded. All deep and focused, in a trance of some sort.

“You were begging for my attention weren't you?” you tried to respond, but that only made him tighten his grip, “I wasn't talking to you- hush.”

He slapped your pussy again, “oh~ you didn't think I was talkin’ to you when I said all that stuff right?” 

He wasn't waiting for you—

“-bending over, showing me that pretty ass and those sexy thighs that held an even sexier prize between them-” he went on, “You were just begging for it~” 

Yujis fingers worked you over the edge just as his thick dick worked your walls into his filthy favor. Yuji bit your shoulder making you whine as he deep fucked you, “‘Fuckkk me~ fuckk mee~’ she was practically screaming at me-” 

Yuji released your neck,  pushing you over. Your face met the floor as he continued his assault, his grip on your squishy sides left craters from his nails digging into your skin, “And who am I to deny my favorite girl what she wanted~” 

You gasped, “Yu~ ji!” 

But he was too busy talking himself through it all, “Ohh and then you go to shower, and drop your soap-” 

Your hand flew back to push at his wet pelvis, feeling an orgasm too strong for you, start knotting deep in your stomach.

Yuji grabbed it, forcing it behind your back, “And now she wants to run away~ she's so mean to you-”

 “Ooo fuck! Yuji baby please m’finna cum~!”, you begged.

The way he fucked you was maddening, paired with the shower water and the way his voice dropped when he said, “Then cum-” 

The tension snapped, your body shook something violent as your pussy spasmed and gushed around his dick. Yuji fucked you through it, with his hands planted on your back, forcing your arch. 

“Shit~ tight- too tight~” you could feel his dick throbbing, as his moans got louder, feeling his own orgasm rushing to his stomach.

Your body tried to quit, your knees were slipping. Yuji had to take his hands off your back and hold your hips up, “Ah uh~ Ah uh~ just a little longer baby, I need it~” 

His head dropped the second his orgasm hit him like a truck. 

His moans were pretty to you. They sounded so needy and desperate, it almost made you wanna cum again. He didn't pull out, instead, he pushed it deeper, “Sorry, can't have you being clumsy like your owner~” 

Relief washed over your wet body as you mumbled, “I hate you-”

yuji leaned over, planting a kiss on your back, "Yeah I know~"

“Can I have some?” You asked, leaning over the counter, pointing at your boyfriend's bowl of ice cream.

Enjin looked at your bowl, then at you, “Your bowls still full-”

But you shook your head, “But you got strawberryyy ‘n I got fudge, just lemme taste it!”

Enjin relent, shoving his bowl towards you. You happily picked up the spoon, walked around the table and ran it under hot faucet water.

Enjin just watched, as you tried desperately to stifle a laugh.

His eyes never left you. You even took it a step further by examining the spoon before wiping it on your shirt.

You took a bite then pushed it back; handing him his spoon with an innocent, “Thanks!” 

He was frozen—his spoon hovered above his bowl of melting ice cream. His face was unreadable, but you could feel his mood shifting with his thoughts. 

“The fuck was that?” 

You perked up from your bowl, feigning confusion with a dumb, “Huh?”

“Huh!?” Enjin mocked. You scoffed to cover your laugh, “I don't know what you're talking about-”

Snickering under your breath.

He opened his mouth, but decided not to. He just shook his head and kept eating.

Later…

You were laid on the couch when you heard him come downstairs. You peeked over the cushions, watching him rummage through the fridge through the mini bar window.

He pulled out a soda he bought from the store—and you had found your next target.

You hopped over the couch, slithering into the kitchen doorway. You watched him open it and take a drink, before you stupidly asked, “Can I have some?” 

Enjin stopped mid sip. He looked at you with confused irritation, “What? Baby…no…”

But you whined and complained about being thirsty and how it was 'just a lil' sip', and how you drunk yours already to the point he gave in with a loud groan.

He sucked his teeth, offering the drink with a stern, “Here, damn!” 

You thanked him again, before taking your shirt and wiping the top.

This time Enjin wasn't going—he grabbed your shirt and yanked you forward. 

You were all shits and giggled until he snatched the drink with one hand and pinned you against the wall with his weight.

His inked hand gripped your face, squeezing your cheeks until your lips parted.

He lodged his thumb in it, pressing his thumb on your wet tongue to hold your mouth open. 

You were still laughing, until he took a huge swig of soda and spat it right into your mouth.

It was a messy spurt of red strawberry flavored soda that got in your mouth, on the side and spilled out and down your chin.

You were stunned, half a mouth full of lukewarm spit mixed soda still sitting on your tongue.

He removed his thumb, closing your mouth with his fingers.

He tilt your head back with a stern, “Swallow that shit-” 

When you didnt react quick enough, he sealed his tatted hand around your neck, with a low, “I said swallow-”

He felt your throat move against his palm with satisfaction.

His hand snaked around and tangled it in your hair. He snatched your head forward, “You can drink my spit but not after me?” you were too stumped to speak. He took another sip from the bottle,

His hand wrapped back around your throat, his eyes told you what his mouth couldn't, 'Open.'

This stream of soda was calmer than the last. When he finished, he spat in your mouth before following it with a deep kiss.

His tongue twirled around yours, as his hands and his body kept you still. 

You could feel his dick twitch against you as he pressed against you, letting it rub against you

When he pulled back, a string of strawberry flavored spit connecting you—he huffed,

“Y'ever do sum shit like that again and I'll make sure everything you eat, everything you drink, everything you taste- from me is straight spit mixed food and drinks-” 

He leaned closer, his voice heavier, “Don't let the internet get you fucked up-”

And with that, he left you standing in the kitchen—a sticky, turned on mess.

☆BOOGIENOTES☆ Hi guys—this wasn't even a planned hiatus...life's genuinely taking me through dere...i was supposed to have been back months ago... but my motivation dwindled and life got harder. Its still a hassle but this is the only way I know to clear my mind. It's a slow start but I'll come back strong hopefully. Until then see ya round mamas! I'm rusty but im coming back! Ahahahaha~!

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Thank you for patiently waiting

Song "Call My Bluff" by DALI

It was the best feeling in the world. You're pretty lips wrapped around his aching length, sucking his soul out—he kept his hands tangled in your hair, pushing you down, forcing more down the back of your throat. The way your throat flexed around his sensitive tip, drew more sticky pre out.

His eyes rolled back, adams apple bobbing back in pleasure. From where you were, he looked so pretty, head thrown back, chest heaving.

A tight groan escaped his throat, hips bucking at a certain way you tightened your throat, “A-ah yes~” his voice was silk filled with need. Your hands wandered up his clenching stomach, tightening your throat again. Tamsy's hips lost it, his head rolled forward.

God he was so sexy, it was absolutely wrong how his hair clung to his forehead, brows pinned, eyes gone. The moan that escaped your lips, vibrated around his tip making him whine.

His grip tightened, keeping you still while he thrust into your mouth in slow motions—twitching at the obscene noises your throat made.

You were gagged, spit and drool dripping down your chin. Your clit was buzzing, another wave of drool dripping from your slit.

Your nose touched his spit soaked pubes, throat flexing around all of him. “Ohhh my fucking~" he whined, pulling you off to let you breath.

His hot length laid against your cheek. "Your throat feels so fucking good. Please catch your breath, then put my dick back in your mouth~” Tamsy was panting, drool stuck to his chin.

You loved it cause he got needy—his face and body broke for you. In that stage, he would do anything just to cum down your throat.

He pushed his sticky tip against your lips, “Oh fuck please~"

He giggled lucidly, smearing his dick against your lips.

“You're so needy Tams~" his voice was thick, “Only for you~ for this-"

Just then, you secured your lips around his tip, sucking it gently as you bobbed your head slightly, sending chills down his spine.

His toes curled, back arching, "Yesssss~!”

He praised you, whimpering about the way you swallowed him down.

He hadn't even realized he started moving again—thrusting into your mouth at a sloppy pace. His hips burned, but that didn't matter. What mattered was chasing that white hot lighting surfing through his body at an alarming rate.

You were no good either—your fingers trailed between your slick thighs, moaning around his dick the second your fingers rubbed your clit.

Your eyes went white, hips winding into your fingers as a wave of pleasure crashed your system.

Tamsy couldn't take it—and the moment his eyes dropped back down to you, he was down for, " I-I'm gunna- o-oh my that's s-so hot- bunny~ I'm-ngh!” His mouth closed, eyes rolling, his voice went semi high, "I'm cumming~! I'm cumming baby~”

You could feel Tamsy's dick throbbing as he grew impatient with his orgasm. You let him fuck your throat as best he could, still rubbing your clit in tight circles that left you squelching.

His pace was sloppy, slowing down with every powerful bolt that shocked his nervous system. Tamsy bottomed out in your throat, cumming slow and hard.

Your head was light, air became a necessity the moment you came—you swallowed with what little breath you had before yanking your head back.

Your chest rose and fell in quick pants that left your head spiraling. You stared at him with unfocused eyes, coming down from a huge high.

Tamsy's eyes never left your spit soaked lips. He pulled you down to him, sealing them in a sloppy kiss.

The salty cum mixed with the taste of your spit made him dizzy.

“Again~" he kissed your forehead, “Tamsy, honey. You just came, pretty hard too-"

Tamsy hushed you, kissing you again, “I don't care, you're such a fucking freak, and I wanna feel that tight throat close around my dick again~"

His hand found your hair, pulling you closer to whisper in your ear, "Don't pretend you didn't just snake an orgasm past me~ you owe me time~” his tongue darted out to lick the shell of your ear.

He leaned back, laughing at your wide eye expression, “This time, I wanna see if I can break you using Tokushin-”

You were about to speak until Tamsy interrupted you, "Matter of fact~"

His eyes glowed with something evil, “Go get it for me, I think that's exactly what we're gonna do~”

You gulped, "Let's see how far we can push you tonight- oh! And I can try out this new feather leaf I got from town this morning~ wouldn't that be fun~?"

Oh boy were you in for a loonnngg night…

Late Night

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❤︎ IMPORTANT A/N❤︎: Hai Mamas, life's been... A roller coaster of bullshit—and I haven't gotten the space to actually breathe to write until now, I do wish I could come back strong but I'm just gonna do as I can and hope my ideas flow!!!! I put my heart into this one because my YouTube Music was actually popping the fuck off!!!! Again, I'll try to post more but I also have to balance my little life, sooo please take this as another humble apology for my tardiness (some of y'all been missing me, also I see the following y'all make me smile it brightens my day knowing all like my stuff!) enjoy~❤︎

It was officially bed time—Higuruma had done all his nightly routines before settling into bed with a book from his office. He rested his back against the head bored, robes opened, glasses slipping off his gorgeous nose.

“Higurumaaa~" you filled the doorway. Higuruma turned his attention to the door, almost dropping his book in his lap. You wore a feather robe, hair curled, makeup full, smelling like toasted marshmallow and coconut. Higuruma let out a shaky sigh, "Darling~” his voice was rough, "what's this?”

You giggled, walking in the room, heels clicking against the wooden floor, "A present~” you stood at the edge of the bed, “Aww where you gonna go to sleep daddy~" you started unwrapping the robe slowly, making him chuckle.

Higuruma set his book on the nightstand, sitting up fully, "No not at all my pretty wife~” you were in a black set that hugged your soft curves and cupped your gorgeous breasts. Higuruma hummed, "Yeah, I definitely wasn't sleeping~”

You giggled, dipping low to crawl onto the soft bed—He watched you crawl, tits pressed between your arms, all cute and squishy. You settled in his lap, removing his glasses, slow and deliberate.

Hiromi's hands glided along the curve of your spine, all the way down to your ass. Your hands settled around his neck, dragging your nails through his raven hair.

"You look and smell good my love, God what do I do to deserve you?" He sighed, loving the way your nails scratched down his neck, “you go to work and come home to me, I never have to beg for your understanding and you make me feel heard~ you deserve this, do you not?” You whispered against his lips before sealing them in a kiss.

You could feel his dick harden as his kisses got rougher. You let him take control, feeling his hand slide back up into your hair. He pulled you away, biting your lip with a soft growl, “I don't deserve you, how could I deserve you? Such an angel~"

Higuruma started leaning forward, resting his head on the soft pillows of your chest, “so gooodd to me~"

You gasped, "You're perfect~ Too perfect." his words vibrated against your rib cage, you tugged his hair, "Rumaa~”

"Yes my love~?” You were lost, his hands felt so good where they lie—he held you close, almost like he wouldn't let you go, even if he wanted. Even if you wanted…

“Tell me what you want~" he purred against your neck, licking a long stripe up to your ear, “I love it when you're needy~"

How could you? Every word came out in soft whispers, shaky breaths in uneven patterns, "T-to do whatever y-you want-”

He smirked against your skin, "Is that what she wants?”, you nodded helplessly. You could feel your pussy drooling, it was embarrassing how wet he got you without even touching you directly.

It was amazing how much of a fountain you became when he did~❤︎

"Lay back for me, yes?” You were already shifting back to let him from under you, laying back while he crawled over you. His arms caged you in as you stared up at him, eyes glazed over in wasted love.

“Hmm, whatever I want huh?" He repeated to himself, looking you over while he decided what exactly that was.

Higuruma moved, you watched him slowly disappear from your view—his hands came down on your thighs, squeezing them, “Is this lace love?” You nodded, biting your bottom lip, he let out a shudder, “You know how much I love laces don't you pretty girl?"

He droned on, hooking a finger between your panties, “It looks so sexy on my pussy~"

He pulled away from your cunt—watching the drool stuck to the fabric, just dripping for him to taste it. "Take them off for me darling~”

He watched as you pulled them down to your thighs—he helped you the rest of the way, pulling them up to his nose. He took one loonnnggg whiff, moaning at the way you smelled like sugar and wet dreams.

Your pussy was glistening, and you had the sinful idea to spread your legs—pulling them apart and presenting yourself to him. "Devilish woman—you know what that does to me~”

He was possessed, leaning down to lick a long strip, collecting your juices in his mouth—his tongue lapped at your entrance before he kissed your clit, "And you taste so good~"

He was messy, sucking and slurping up everything he could—your thighs shook, squeezing his head between them, letting him lick you clean.

The noises were obscene, he held your thighs like his holy grail" your body moved, wriggling against his hold, “Ahhh my gooddd~ yesss, oooo yessss~" Your hand was in his hair, holding him there while he tongue fucked you.

He lapped at your clit, sucking it gently while you moaned to the hot air. His fingers bruised your skin, his nose kept hitting your clit, sending a delicious buzz deep in your core.

You were drooling, he worked you down to a puddle then slurrrrpeed it back up, “Higu-ugh! Oh~ fuckk right there baby right there~!” You were breathless, your lungs moved, forcing air out and sucking it back in. Your head lolled back—spine arching off the bedsheets, your orgasm was deep, every suck left you reeling.

" I-im f-fuck! I-im gonna-” you were panting, nipples rubbing against the fabric adding to your orgasm building—he groaned, "Cum on my face baby~ cum on it~” he drowned in your orgasm, letting you squeeze him tighter. Your eyes went white, pushing his head deeper, “Ohhhh myyy fuckinggggoddd!!!”

His hands roamed your body, squeezing your breast, "mm~” he moaned into your folds.

He shook his head softly, letting you whimper and whine, tugging his hair to release you. But he was far from it, pulling you desperately close, sucking and kissing your clit. He finally let you go after two hard sucks, "I need more darling~”

Higuruma licked his bottom lip, he looked mind fucked, hazed eyes focused on your glittery folds, "So much moree~”

He pulled his boxers down, freeing his aching erection—it slapped your stomach, already red and leaking pre.

He leaned close, kissing you slowly—his hand dipped between you, lining himself up with you. Higuruma groaned into your lips, feeling your warmth squeeze and suck him deeper. He moved slow, letting you get used to his inches.

He kept kissing you, holding you steady while he fucked you open—he pulled back, a line of spit connecting the two of you, “Thank you~ thank you my love~"

You nodded against his forehead, feeling him start to move quicker, pulling gasps and moans from your throat like orchestrated music—a symphony to his ears. Your pussy gushed around his length, crying him sticky strings of arousal, "Fuckk~ fuckk~” he groaned, spreading your thighs apart to get a better angle.

His eyes rolled, drool stuck to his chin—your pussy clenched and throbbed, sucking him deeper and deeper. Not wanting to let it go, “Ohh she doesn't wanna let me go~ she doesn't wanna let me goo~" he whined, sealing his lips in a sloppy kiss—you kissed him back, gripping the sheets and his hair.

Higuruma could feel an orgasm pending. But you weren't ready, and neither was he—ashamed, he pulled out, you whined yet again, gripping his hair, “Turn over darling, turn over right now~"

You did as he asked, propping your ass up to him—your pussy drooled with a mixture of him and you, Higuruma delved in nose first. You moaned, eyes rolled, “Ahh~"

He kept his tongue circling your clit in desperate licks—your hips were rolling back into his face. The air was thick with the scent of your sticky sweet arousal mixing with the smell of Higuruma.

Every lick was electricity, making you whine. You were already close to another orgasm, crying into the sheets. He allowed it, the feeling of your pussy clenching and unclenching made his cock leak harder.

Higuruma pulled back, slapping your ass, “Beg-"

His voice was hoarse, vibrating against the cage of his throat. You were hazy, battling your jittery nerves and quivering cunts indecisive feelings, you banked, " please daddy pleaseeee~” your cries fell on horny ears, his cock jumped against your ass, a sticky line of precum connected to your ass.

“Yeah? Is that how my pretty wife wants it?" You shrieked the moment he thrust forward, balls slapping your clit. Higuruma leaned over you, letting his weight push you into the bed while he ravaged you.

“Such a pretty wifey, all dolled up for m-me! All fucked out for me~" hai words drowned in your ear, feeling his cock thump against your juicy G-spot, “Ah-Ah~ *huff*!" Drool stuck to your chin as he crept his hand around your neck, pulling your face close to pepper kisses over it. Your eyes were playing ping pong in the back of your head, lips trembling at the thought of a other kind shattering orgasm that was loosening like a loose knot.

"Im gonna cum againn~!” You mewled, fucking him back as best you could under his weight, "Pretty wifey, Pretty wifey, Pretty Wifey~” a melody to your sweet ears. You tried to shake the grip on your neck, you were cumming and he was holding you down—fucking you through it.

" There she goes~ Such a good wife for me~ So good, fuck m’cumming darling, I'm so close I can feel it baby-” his thrusts were sloppy, his breathes ragged. He dragged his burning length against the vice grip of your burning walls.

His grip tightened, three deep sloppy thrusts left him gasping for air, hips stuttering into yours. He laid there, holding you. Higuruma let out a deep sigh, kissing your temple.

I COMIN BACK TONIGHT POOKIE I PROMISE 😭❤︎

PLEASE PLEASE WHY HASN'T ANYONE THOUGHT BOUT TAMSY ACTUALLY WORKING AT A RAISING FUCKING CANES!?!??!?!?!?! I'M WRITING ITTTTT AUGH I'M BOUT TO NUT CAUSE I LOVE RAISIN' CANESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS FAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH

PROOFREAD(ish)

Suguru was so thankful you gave him his birthday gift early, you were such a tasty little treat. All splayed out on your back, wrists bound to the head of the bed, squirming and wriggling under his soft touch. He could only laugh at you, tugging your thighs apart, sliding his slender fingers between your quivering folds, rubbing your clit achingly slow. Your thighs shook, chest rising off the bed, head thrown back in pleasure. 

Suguru watched, leaning forward to press your chest back into the bed, slipping his fingers deep inside of you, pulling out another wave of sticky arousal that clung to his fingers. Your eyes rolled deeper in your skull, letting out the most carnal noises from your hoarse throat. 

Suguru let you get as close to the edge as you could—pressing that juicy button in the back of your cunt that had you gushing, your mouth hanging open, nails digging into your palm. “Does it feel good? I’d hope so my love~”

You were gasping, rolling your hips back to meet his fingers halfway. Suguru tut, yanking his fingers back out, watching your body fight. Suguru cooed, dipping his head down to kiss the tears sliding down your cheek. His kisses slid down to your neck, sucking on your sensitive skin before slapping your cunt—once, twice, thrice—listening to the way the sheets crumpled as your legs shook. Your pussy's syrupy juices coating his fingers making him groan, sucking harder on the crook of your neck, nipping you. 

“Su-gu~!” you whined tugging at your restraints, desperate for him to stop torturing you. Geto pulled back with a satisfied smile etched across his sharp features, “aw are you getting restless my love?” he crooned, rubbing aching slit up and down. Your hips bucked, head nodding and nodding, hoping he’d listen to you.

But you’d be shocked how quick he turned it around—sticking his bottom lip out, pouting down at your fucked out face, your eyes widened, glassy eyes trying to focus on the doubles of your sweet husband, “Are you saying to cut my birthday wish short and finish unwrapping my delicious gift?”

You instantly shook your head no, whining at him, “N-no! I- I just wanna- Sugu m’so close!” your hips were betraying you, begging just as hard as your mouth was, earning a soft hum from Suguru who pulled his fingers away, pulling them close to his mouth. 

“Hmm, I guess it can’t be helped~ All good things have to come to an end eventually~” his tongue darted out to catch the arousal drooling down his wrists. Sucking his thumb, tasting your sweet juices washing over his tastebuds. 

As much as he enjoyed teasing you right then and there—he couldn’t help how his tastebuds lingered for more of your sweet cunt dribbling on his lips, coating his tongue in nothing but you. Suguru pulled away from you, sliding down past your quivering chest, down your stomach and right where you needed him the most. 

You tried to look down at him, earning a soft no from your adoring husband. “No need to see, just feel it gorgeous~” 

Suguru pushed your legs farther apart, scooting closer to your dripping slit watching your pussy pulse, like she knew he was watching her at her finest. You let out a soft whine the moment you felt his tongue lick a long strip up your core, settling on your clit with deep powerful sucks that made you mewl. He lapped at your clit like a dog, listening to you whine like a whore in distress.

Begging him with your hips—drenching his lips and drenching his mouth. Suguru's eyes rolled to the back of his skull, pulling your thighs together and shaking his head listening to the sounds of your drooling pussy purr for him. 

His tongue slipped between your tight muscles, fucking you open, “M-m’sooo closee!” your hips were bucking widely, wrists yanking at the restraints making the headboard shake and bang against the wall. 

“Beg me first angel, you know how this game goes~” dragging his tongue over your folds again and again and again, relishing in the way your jaw snapped, “Please! I-i’m close! Please let me cum on y-your tongue Suguuu~” 

Your thighs clenched, a burning sensation building in your stomach as Suguru locked you in place, dragging out longggg sucks on your puffy clit—slurping it up before spitting your arousal back onto your shiny pearl, giving it a quick kiss. 

“Mm~” he pulled away from you, making you whine in protest, trying to wrap your legs around his shoulders. Suguru laughed, gently tugging you off before scooting to the edge of the bed—he leaned over it, broad sweaty back shining under the soft glow of the candles. 

He threw you a soft look, turning around to let your eyes fall on what he had—a tiny red bottle of whipped cream. He shook it a couple of times before settling between your legs again.

You watched as much as you could as he spread your legs, shaking the bottle one last time before taking the cap off with his teeth. 

A cold feeling graced your heated core, making you melt, a soft "Suguru~" escaping your lips. His tongue couldn’t resist lapping up the cream that decorated your precious folds. You were shaking again, vibrating against his lips while he sucked the sweetness from your clit.  

You tasted way sweeter than before, suguru moaned, lapping up your folds quicker than he did before, “S-suguru! Suguru!” you chanted, pulling down on the restrains creating burns that would show in the morning. 

Your stomach started to cramp, a muscle spasmed deep in your core as a euphoric sensation took over your senses. Your body strained, your muscles tightened and the veins in your neck were pulsing. 

Suguru didn’t stop until you were squirting, legs locking around his shoulders, dragging him deeper into your sticky cunt. You were drowning him, “Aghh! Oohh! Fuck~!” you collapsed in on yourself, letting go of the restraints, letting them be as they were.

Suguru gave your clit one last suck before pulling back and licking his lips, “Mm, my favorite dessert~” 

You let out a deep sigh, smiling down at him sheepishly, “H-happy birthday Suguru~” 

Suguru ran his hand along your hips, planting soft kisses along the inner part of your thighs. “Thank you honey, I enjoyed my gift so much~” 

You giggled, but there was something missing, “Um, Sugu baby, my wrists…”

Suguru let out a soft chuckle, “Oh~ almost forgot about you. As you wish my love~” 

“Suguru? Sugu baby come back! T-the keys are on the nightstand—Suguru!?”

Happy early birthday my sexy king

You would've loved Turning up in a club shaking ass to cardi 😞😭🙌🏾