MAHITO’s BUNNY

how raw are your knees? 🦴

bonny / thyme , 9teen 🐾

“wider, baby..” he softly murmurs, moving his knee which your leg was resting on to part you open a bit more, his calloused fingers gently pushing back into your quivering hole. he was watching with almost transfixed eyes, focused on the way you clench around his fingers as your arousal leaks all around his digits, a creamy ring forming at the base of his fingers whenever he pushes in all the way. the sick and obscene sounds don’t help either and he’s aching because fuck, you sound so fucking adorable. mewling and raising your hips, trying to grind against his fingers and take them deeper.. just an eager little puppy for him. his other hand grasps at the underside of your thigh, squeezing softly as he feels the warm skin beneath his hand.

he has to suppress a soft laugh when your hands grasp at his wrist, tugging at him. you were panting and just squirming around, mewling as if he could understand anything you were trying to communicate. “what’s wrong, honey? you want more?” he leans in, gazing at your sweat stained face as you practically paw at his chest. “ahh.. then i guess i can give you some more. how about you get me nice and ready first, though? it can be like a nice treat before you get your proper reward. you like that idea, puppy?” he asks, nuzzling against your cheek as if he was the pet.

every little call of the name he’s given you, being murmured into your ear, sends little jolts all throughout your body and makes your tummy churn as you squeeze around his fingers and whine. “you like that, honey? i can feel you getting all tight.. just relax for me. c’mon now, on your knees .. you’re gonna suck me off and then you can have it inside you, filling you up. yeah?” he licks at your neck, eventually sucking a soft mark into the skin, the bruise slowly blossoming and turning into a pretty red. in a few minutes time it would eventually look purplish.

as he pulls his fingers out and gently shifts you around his lap, you slide down and reposition between his legs, staring up and awaiting the treat he’s promised. “that’s it.. good puppy.”

oreos are pretty good. they’re yummy, three layers of absolutely yumminess that you just can’t seem to stop loving. mahito loves them too .. but for another reason.

when you first showed them to him, holding it up so he could see it .. he thought it was like a hockey puck, just smaller and better smelling. then you forced it into his mouth and he would just take whichever oreos you had left.

he liked the three layers, and in some way, it now all made sense. with mahito having you folded in half, slowly fucking himself deeper into you as he grins like a cheshire cat. “see? we have two layers of you now..” he coons, leaning in to lick and pepper kisses all across your sweaty face that contorted in pleasure.

his large hand grasped at our thigh, moving lower and lower until his thumb was able to grasp your labia and spread it open, his hips moving at a teasing pace despite how deep he was thrusting into your gut. “do you think we can make you into three?” he grunts, eyes crinkling from how far he’s smiling. but it’s not a genuine one— of course not. he’s smiling like a sadistic maniac. “if i twist your soul into three pieces, layered one atop the other .. would you like that, sweetie?” his other hand grasps your face, squishing your cheeks together harshly as he stares at you. how could a threat to being transfigured sound so tempting?

when you shake your head and mewl, grasping the back of your knees, he giggles in joy. you’re so stupidly cute and scared of him. you know the things he’s capable of, and that he simply doesn’t care. it makes fucking you all the more easier.