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fluffy critter [megumi fushiguro x hybrid bunny reader]
cw hybrid ish bunny slightly desperate reader, mean megumi, reader on heat, female and male receiving, penetration, choking, biting and a lot of bodily fluid exchanging lol
heres to the blind bat anon, you might be long gone but your ask haunts me in a good way
megumi fushiguro has never found sex interesting.
the idea of mingling his sweaty body, exchanging unknown fluid with another human felt foul to him. he still cringed when yuuji or nobara napped on him, drools dripping out of their lips onto his shoulder. he dislike blood whenever it touched him, bleeding mid-fighting was never an option. so the idea of touching his own privates with someone else’s just irked him.
until he met you.
you were something else. something he would never ever thought was interesting until you were looking up, beady eyes with your little ears perked low like a little cute critter. but you are his little bunny. you can either be a menace, blood thirsty creature but when the night comes and he heard knocking on the door, you are this docile little creature needing to be tamed. he didn’t mean to slam you hard against the door as he yanked you inside, but yuuji could not see this. because that fucker talks, a lot.
“i told you not to come tonight.”
your smile were something he couldn’t decipher, “i’m bored.”
he squinted his eyes, “you’re just horny.”
you grinned, palms running smoothly against his bare chest, “horny, bored, does word really matters anyway?” there’s something about tonight that felt different. megumi noticed how much more forward you are with things, bold that he needed to catch your wrist so quickly before you could ever go past the elastic band of his pants. he pinned them both above your head, eyes darting all over your face until something clicked.
“you’re on heat.”
the way the words clicked in you and a little chuckle escaped your swollen lips send shivers down his spine. no one knows of this little arrangement, the little quick fucks here and there, private or publicly. it was just megumi’s little secret with you. but he had never dealt with this side of you, nor did he agreed too. “no, if we fuck, it’ll become something else,” megumi shook his head, you couldn’t help but to see the little warmth growing on his face along the bridge of his nose down to his cheeks.
“so what if a little baby comes along, it would be ours.”
“i don’t need one, i have you, yuuji, kugisaki and god knows that blindfold fucker to take care around. i don’t need more. get shoko, she can help,” he refused again, complete avoiding your sharp gaze. before he could kick you out, hands already around the door knob, you slipped like a bunny you are. a soft curse escaped his lips as his eyes followed you in the darkness of his room. the loose pajamas couldn’t hide that little bulge of your tail down your lower back. he didn’t notice how skimpy your top were, slowly raising up as your hands touched here and there, rummaging through his stuffs.
“y/n, get out.”
“fine,” your eyes rolled as you settled one of his weapon down, hard on the table. annoyed that the arrangement couldn’t be met, “let’s talk it out before you said no again.” you settled on his bed, patting the side motioning for him to come over. “what’s wrong with you?” he asked, sternly, still few feets away from you as you tilted your head aside, “we had an agreement.”
your fluffy ears perked up, eyes twinkling in excitement, “fucking exactly, we have an agreement. i have issues and you solved it.”
“not tonight, i’m exhausted. i’m injured, i want to sleep,” he held out his hand, head nudging towards the door, silently begging for you to leave. you didn’t ignore his hand, using it to completely throw yourself on him, his arms around your waist completely catching him off guard, “come on, ‘gumi. i’ll be super quick,” you whispered, eyes widened as you realised he was bare underneath, half hard and warm against your cold hand. you inched closer, nose bumping against one another, happily watching his eyes reacted exactly as you expected as you ran your hand along the shaft. “just the tip, and i’ll leave you alone.”
you expected to be kicked out as his arms found your waist, hoisted few feet off the floor. megumi has always been strong despite his lack of motivation to show it off during missions. but this time, it caught you off guard as your body hit the soft bed right in the center. “fine, you’ll leave me alone if i go along?” he asked, sternly, reaching for the strings of his pants. you couldn’t help the smile etching on your face as you nodded excitedly as the pants pooled around his feet on the floor.
“i can always ask yuuji if you don’t want too.”
it was hot, the way his hand quickly found its way around the column of your neck, slowly cutting your air as his dark eyes stared deep in you. “bold, saying other man’s name when you were just begging for my cock,” megumi scoffed, squeezing a little tighter until he could see tears brimming in the corner of your eyes. it didn’t bother him that you were resilient, getting up on his nerves just for a fuck, but watching as you spitted out another man’s name-his own best friend, pissed him. “undress,” he let you go, pushing your head back so hard against the mattress, it ached. but then, so is your cunt.
you didn’t break the eye contact, kicking off your pants instantly. top came off instantly after and his hand went straight to your perky little ears. “you make too much noise, have anyone told you that?” not that he gave you a chance to answer, quick to shove his cock straight into your mouth. you gagged, tapping onto his thighs as you struggled to take it all in. it wasn’t that you couldn’t handle it, you prided yourself of your lack of gag reflex but between the ear tugging and his tip hitting the back of your throat, it was a little rough to take in.
but it was so exciting, listening to megumi’s deep out of breath grunts as he continued to fuck your throat before pulling out giving you a chance to catch a breath. you were slobbering, tears falling down your cheeks, but all he could see in your eyes were burning fiery. “spit, get it wet,” he ordered. you followed whatever he said like it was a gospel to follow, using your hand to spread it all over the shaft with your lips wrapped around the bulbous head. you liked the way his moan, deep inside his throat as his eyes started to flutter. tongue along the side and his slit before you inched deep and let him take away.
it was hard to not gag when megumi was fucking your throat deep, his gasp and curses were melodious. it travelled down to your aching cunt. you couldn’t help your free hand to touch yourself to the way he sounded and the rough throat fucking he was subjecting yourself too. the vibration from your moans just made it harder for him to not thrust faster. but not so fast, he didn’t want to cum yet. at least not in your throat.
“up, on bed,” he muttered, pulling out. as much as he felt like cumming in your throat will be enough punishment to you, he craved your gummy cunt. you sat on all four, ass perched up he couldn’t help but to smile at your little tail. so inviting his hand landed a rough smack on your ass, watching it jiggled with every contact.
you hissed, face buried into the mattress with every spanks getting closer and closer to your cunt. you just want him to touch you there. “pl-please, megumi.”
“ah, now you wanna be nice,” he scoffed, landing another on the skin threatening to break, “what is it now, bunny?” your tail twitched as his hand ran along the fluff down to your back.
“i’m- i want your mouth.”
“you think i wanna put my mouth near this?” he questioned, landing a spank right against your slit. you moaned, the way it was both pain and a relief to your aching cunt was embarrassingly good that your thighs shook. “you’re soaking wet, fuck,” he ran his fingers along it, spreading your arousal around your clit, pinching it light. his warm breath against your cold cunt made your body shuddered, he had to hold you down. you didn’t realise you were rambling between moans, fingers grabbing on the sheets.
the first lick came like a cold bucket of water on a warm day, you choke on your moan.
megumi focused on your clit, messing the sensitive bundle of nerves with his hoarse tongue as he held your thighs still. your eyes rolled back the more he flicked his tongue, you swore you could see stars. you tried to focus on the pattern, predicting his moves as your stomach tightened. you refused to give into his pleasure immediately despite the intense need to cum overwhelmed you.
and he knew that, because you could hear his chuckle as he wrapped his lips around the nub, sucking and flicking at the same time.
“fuck, fuck, fuc-” you thrashed, toes curling shrill came out as you fought his tightened grip to escape. “m’gonna cum if you don’t stop,” you cried.
“who said i don’t want you to cum?” he muttered nonchalantly, fingers replacing his mouth as he moved to your clenching hole, violating it with a prod of his tongue. sure other fluid sounds disgusting but something about your orgasm was sweet to him. if anything, he was thankful to drive you to edge of orgasm. he wants you on his tongue. you couldn’t hold any longer; the slow tongue fucking and the rough rapid rubbing of your clit were all you need for you to cum. you were crying as wave of pleasure hit you, thighs shaking as the tense feeling in your belly disappeared.
megumi didn’t stop, lapping and slurping your sweet, sweet nectar with fingers dug into your flesh of ass. you knew it would leave a pretty crescent marks you weren’t afraid to flaunt. anything for megumi, at this point.
he didn’t wait for your high to die down, quick to rub his tip against your cunt, smearing it all over his shaft before finding your aching, waiting hole. the painful burning of his tip stretching your cunt was almost a relief, you were shaking, wanting so badly to push all your weight down but he held you still. “don’t be impatient, we have all night.”
“but gumi,” you whined.
his hand on your ass was a repeat of his word, a warning to not push him. you’ll get what you want, you already got more at this point but what you need is manners. but what do you know, you’re a little dumb bunny numbed in mind at a sight of his cock. he inched further, torturously slow, fascinated at the way your fingers and ears curled. you reacted so pretty on his cock; he didn’t want to deprave you further from it.
gently kneading your ass as his cock split you deeper, walls sucking and clenching on his shaft, he was glad you didn’t get to see how much pleasure this was to him. your ego didn’t need to be fed. “good?” he croaked, struggling to hide his own pleasure as his hipbone met your ass, fully sheathed in your gummy walls. you nodded happily, cheeks cover in slobbering mess of your tears and spit. grabbing you by the back of your neck, he pulled you up until his chest was against your back, stil connected to the hip. his breath ticked your neck as he peppered your skin with his lips and teeth. “you want to touch yourself?” he cooed, grabbing a handful of your breast in his palm.
“can i?”
he kissed a spot behind your ears, tongue lapping your salty skin humming happily, “of course, bunny. i love it when you cockwarm me. now touch yourself, don’t be shy.”
he could feel it, the way your body reacted as your fingers shamelessly rub your clit. he was groaning, struggling to keep himself composed as your walls trashed and tightened against his cock. his free hand moved to your neck and up, your lips eager to kiss the tip, enveloping it in your warm mouth, sucking like your life depended on it. “fuck, bunny, you think yuuji can please your dumb cunt like this?” he asked, lapping on another part of your neck marked heavily by his teeth. you hummed a no, shaking your head lightly as you pleased yourself to his talk.
he was too good with his word as much as he is with his cock. jumping between the degrading and the teasing words, you would understand why megumi was always your first choice.
his hand cupping your breast, fingers twirling against the hard nub, he loved it when you get all choke up. you wiggled your hips desperately, wishing he could just start moving. you gargled out words, tears streaming down your cheeks, begging and demanding. you look cute to him. you were beyond desperate for him to move, thrusting your cunt until it was ruined. torn between being an obedient little bunny or misbehaving for him to fuck the discipline back in you. megumi wasn’t exactly so blunt to that.
“you want me to fuck you,bunny?”
“yes, yes, please.”
he chuckled, pushing you down on the mattress, hands grabbing the flesh of your ass, “why didn’t you say so?” he didn’t give you a chance to breath, pulling out and immediately plunging back deep. you didn’t even hide your loud shrill, thighs trembled as your second orgasm peeked through. you squirmed, face buried on the bed, back arched as you took him in a full. he didn’t stop to let you enjoy your orgasm, powering through hitting every single spot, you were afraid for your cervix.
he didn’t stop to bark out orders, yanking your hand, making you held your cheek apart. you know what to do, you want it, you gotta work for it. there was almost a bliss out look etched on his flushed face everything your cunt took him whole, almost sucking him in still. a little resistance was nothing to his prowess.
“s-slow down, gumi,” you whimpered, body aching in pleasure and pain. you could feel the hair standing up with his deep dark chuckle, his hand found his way to your hair, grabbing a handful of it as he yanked your face up. “aren’t you the one begging, bunny? are you the one begging for just the tip? i’m giving you the whole fucking cock, don’t tell me you’re gonna tap out, i haven’t even fill your pretty little cunt full yet,” he cooed, words laced with faux concern as his thrusts getting rougher and faster.
you wanted to shake your head, spit out a snarky remark like you always do but your tongue were heavy. it felt so good, it bought tears down your eyes, and fluid down your thighs. the pain of your hair pulled cancelled out the raking of his cock deep in your cunt, you couldn’t it garble out a word.
“look at you, dumb little bunny who can’t even say a shit.”
you didn’t even realised he had pulled out, pushed you further into the bed as he folded your legs to your chest. grabbing the base of his cock, soaked with your thick fluid, he gently teased your sensitive clit, tapping while watching excitedly how your body jerked. his fat tip slipped past your stretched hole easier this time, kissing your womb you swore you could feel it in your belly. you whimpered out his name, sobbed out of your throat as he chased your high.
it was so easy for him to pin you down by your legs, giving him full access to your glistening cunt. megumi isn’t selfish, he believes in ladies first; that you should give him one more pretty little cumming before he can give you the relief you want. his own trembling hand found your clit, the soft circling motion and his rapid thrusts were overwhelming you, you fought to keep your legs shut.
“nu’uh, we play nice here.”
“m-megumi i c-can’t,” you cried.
he shook his head, pushing your legs harder against your chest, “oh, you can. you can give me one more and i can give you what you want.”
this is insane, you wanted to scream. clenching so hard only pushing his harder, he’s right. you were going to cum again. you will be sore, you don’t think you’ll be able to walk tomorrow, but it’s not your problem now. your back arched more, scream and mewls muffled by a fist to your mouth, you swore it drew blood. your chest heaving, you felt like a heart attack were in due. “gumi, fuck, fuck fuck-i’m,” one thrust of his cock against your gummy sensitive walls and you lost it, gushing out juices all over his cock and balls. you were cumming, you were squirting, you were screaming; megumi could only grin at the sight of you.
it was almost too foggy for your head to take it, his quiet praises went from one ear to another. megumi watched in fascination as more gushed out the more he pushed deeper. coating his thighs, soaking his entire bed. now he’s free to chase his own need. this overwhelming reckless need to breed your cunt. abandoning your legs, he jumped forward, lips capturing your own, kissing you in such heat it brought you back down to earth.
“that’s my little bunny,” he peppered your flushed cheeks, “s’good, s’fucking tight, you could never get a man who’ll make you feel this fucking good.”
“no o-one,” you gasped, drowsed out of your mind. you could feel his smile against your skin as he muttered good girl, tongue lapping your salty tears up. the bed shook underneath you, headboard ramming against the wall. the room was filled with nothing but the sound of your skin clapping together, his heavy pants and your garbled moans. you knew you promised to leave him alone, but the pain and pleasure were too addicting.
you’ve fucked before, but nothing like this.
nothing had prepared for this such moment. his ferocious kiss, the desperate deep growl bubbling down his throat as he fucked you deeper. “m’cumming, fuck, y/n,” he grunted, your lips between his sharp teeth, bruised from his roughness. he buried his face in the crook of your neck, curses and kisses stringing out after one and another until you felt his teeth clamped against your skin, breaking the fragile layer watching blood bubbling out as his cock sprayed his thick cum all over your clenching cunt. your eyes rolled back in pleasure, you swore this is heaven.
you could feel his shaky legs brushing against your own, hips slowing down until he halted completely, still buried in you. he kissed your neck apologetically, lifting his head up. your eyes finally met and you had never seen someone so beautiful this vulnerable. you pushed his hair that was sticking to his forehead back, his lips reaching out like a reflex, planting a kiss right were your pulse sat. it left a reddish mark against your skin. like you predicted, the heat disappeared as fast as it appeared, you whined as he pulled his soft cock out, belly bulging full of his cum.
“you’re so stupid,” he whispered, “you’ll be the death of me.”
you couldn’t help the smile creeping on your face as you slipped your top on, almost giddy as you slipped on your pants. a promise is a promise, you almost felt sorry for coming onto him so desperately until his hand yanked you by the wrist. post fuck clarity is so embarrassing, you couldn’t help but to flush harder when he kissed your lips goodbye. it took you by surprised.
“always so sappy,” you grinned but your happiness was cut short to his hoodie threw straight to your face.
“shut up,” he mumbled, shutting the door of the bathroom loudly. you knew a get out when you see one like that.
life resumed normal, you pretended that it didn’t happened. in your clothes no one could see the littering bite marks and bruises that ached every time you see him. megumi turned his eyes away whenever you were around. it was hard to forget something so memorable burned in your mind. at days, it drove you sleepless. it’s one thing to hook up with your friend for fun, but whole other thing when you basically begged him to fuck your heat away, that didn’t feel like you. but god, you didn’t regret any second of it.
your ears perked as the door slowly creek open. pulling the comforter off your head, you almost startled at the shadow standing by the door, breathing curses out of your lips as you watched his body illuminated only by the little moonlight. hands in his pocket as he stalked closer. you couldn’t help but scoffed.
“wrong room?”
megumi smirked; something about the way his grin filled up his face send jolts of electrics to every corner of your body as you eased backward.
naoya’s fantasy [naoya zenin + y/n x noritoshi kamo]
cw masturbation, mention of breeding kink, naoya being ass, wanting what he cant have lol, peeping tom mode
psst uh hi, so i was thinking with my dick im sorry LMAO and its short idc
naoya zenin hates it when he can’t get something.
not that he cared most of the time but it’s you. the idea of being married forever to a person, isn’t ideal in his mind; but it’s you and he wants you.
it’s you, its you, it’s you-
he startled.
he could hear it; through the thin wall, your moans were exquisite. noritoshi clearly knew what he was doing. it’s offending how naoya is riled up, completely baffled out of his mind to know that you were in the next room. of all the guest rooms available, you’re here, separated by a thin wall, spread apart for a kamo. what possessed him to stand and made his way to the wall was something he couldn’t understand.
naoya froze. was the wall rattling? he pressed his palm against the wall, ears next as he eavesdropped. the room in his pants seemed a little tighter now, eyes shut as he listened intently. his head scrambled to think of words to describe you as filthy as possible to get away of the fact of how much he wished he was pounding the living hell out of you.
you were born to a lower family, not even as par as a zenin or kamo would be. you were lucky enough to be strong, lucky enough to be close with most of the elderly, lucky enough to caught attention of a kamo clan elder. naoya knew your marriage was planned, noritoshi was next in line and with his father’s mistake, you would think that the clan would’ve taken a better step other than to arrange a marriage for noritoshi.
you might not be as par when it comes to lineage but naoya sees you as his match. you were perfect, he dislikes submissive woman as much as he loves it when they bowing to him, but he likes to think he could tame you down on your knees. you would look up, eyes teary with hue of warmth spread across your cheeks as you present your mouth open for fucking. “fuck,” he muttered, cold hand wrapped around his shaft. he was dripping precum slowly staining his boxer that he quickly lowered down.
there’s not a day where his cock didn’t twitch at the sound of you talking in the clan meeting. why were you talking? why didn’t noritoshi talk? women should just keep their traps shut. why the fuck is my cock like this? he maintained a calm facade, knees bouncing up and down as he tried to not think if you.
but how?
your lips were bright, it looks soft from far, gosh he would give his title just to feel your soft lips around his shaft. the little eh and oh as you talked, listening intently to what the elderly said, let’s not get starting on the little chuckle you let out as you embarrassedly apologized. he wondered if you sounded like that in bed and you did, despite low on ear but gosh, you sounded beautiful.
naoya was breathing slow, trying his best to synchronize with your own as he continued to stroke himself. beads of sweat formed down down his forehead as he closed his eyes, focusing intently on you. he tightened his grip, imagining how good your walls would be wrapped around his cock, sucking him in. the sound of your gummy walls, your back arching, head thrown back calling out to him.
“toshi, ah- slow down! i’m gonna c-”
but naoya won’t. when he got a grip on your thighs, he won’t be slowing down. he won’t until you’re all sore, spit dripping down your cheeks, tears pooling; you’ll be all choke out of your words. he would please himself to his liking, pleasing you until you’re broken. you’re nothing but an empty shell for him to fill.
he grunted, thighs shaking as he stroke faster. the idea of filling you up, it’s unspeakable. the day he could step back and see you sprawl on your back, cum dripping out of your swollen cunt is the day he would go down on knees for a woman. you would be the death of him, yet you wouldn’t know that. he would do anything to have you, even with a blade. starting a clan war for a peace for meat isn’t something unusual; but he would.
he would build a new clan for you, belly full of his heir as he rules with iron fist.
naoya’s stomach tensed, pumping faster as his mind unravelled faster before a soft croak escape his throat. while noritoshi painted inside of you white, he painted the walls. his face flushed red as anger and embarrassment bubbled inside of him. clarity finally hit him as he beat himself inside. kicking the boxer apart he made his way to the bathroom, furiously washing his remains. the world is cruel to him today.
because naoya’s fantasy will remain fantasy. he would never heard the same shit you’d tell him; naoya could never be your love.
“Can’t sleep?” his voice scares you, abruptly pulling you from your intrusive thoughts.
“Megumi” you say with one hand on your chest to calm your fast beating heart.
“Sorry” he approaches your figure sitting on the shared kitchen of the dorms building in the jujutsu tech, where you two have been at for the past years, started as kids learning the essentials to become strong sorcerer and never actually leaving, helping the new generation just like your senseis helped you.
Megumi leaned on the counter in front of you placing his forearms on top of it to get on your eye level.
“Wanna go for a ride?” he tilts his head to the side. The low lights from outside causing you to only see half of his face.
Megumi had grown so much. You still remember his grumpy teen face from your early years, even though his spiky hair has not changed one bit his face on the other hand has different, cheekbones and jawline had become more defined in his twenties, the circles around his eyes were much more darker which made you wonder if he had enough sleep or if he was like you — a vessel for memories.
“Now?” you ask peeking at the watch behind him indicating it was past three am.Megumi nods, a subtle smile on his pretty features.
The cold wind on your face feels like a hand caressing your face as Megumi picks up some speed on what is usually a busy street, but now is empty, giving you freedom to put your head outside the window. Inside the car Megumi had some music playing, indie style, fitting perfectly in the silent night.
“What were you doing in the school?” you ask sitting right on the passenger seat.
“Came late from a mission and didn’t feel like going home” he confesses, you know he kept his dorm ever since he graduated, now even though he’s a special level sorcerer he still sleeps there, remaining around to give the senseis assistance by taking some of your students on missions. Megumi is always there.
You as a teacher don’t have much choice than to stay in your old dorm too, having some spare time to sleep more before finding your students for another day of lessons or going in your own life risking missions. Sleep don’t come easy to you so it’s better to spend the nights there instead of going to an empty home and losing precious sleep minutes.
“Can I ask you something?” you prompt looking at his side profile.
“Ask” he say, though someone could think he has this harsh way to talk you know him better than that, you hear the softness of his tone whenever he speaks to you.
“What would you like to be if curses and sorcerers were not a thing?”
“What would I like to be…” he thinks looking at the dark horizon. One verse of the song playing makes sense to him.
Got the music in you baby, tell me why.
“I would like to be a musician” he smiles, wishing that in some parallel universe he actually had some musical talent.
“Really?” he hears the smile in your voice, “You would be such a heartbreaker” you tease.
“Shut up” he shoots back making you laugh.
“I would like to be your roadie, do your makeup before concerts and paint your nails black” you wait for him to protest but it never comes, instead he stops the car in the middle of the street getting serious all of the sudden, “What’s wrong?”
He looks down at his radio, the song coming to an end now.
“Don’t you think we wasted enough time by now?” his question makes your eyes widen, “Everyday I think about people I wish I had spent more time with, I don’t want to think about you like that… in the past.”
“Whatever you want to do, let’s do it now” he reaches a hand to touch your cheek.
“What if I want to run away?” you voice the thought that has been haunting you.
“From where?” he furrow his eyebrows.
“From everything. The jujutsu tech, the elders, the curses…” for a second you are sure he will open your door and tell you to leave.
“Then I’ll go with you” he softly touches the back of your neck pulling you to touch foreheads with him, “Is that what you want?”
“I don’t know” you sigh, feeling the heavy weight of every responsibility on your shoulders.
“Promise to tell me when you find out?” he closes his eyes caressing your hair. You don’t speak, only nod slowly, “Then I’ll wait for you” when he opens his beautiful blue eyes again you are still not sure of what your heart desires, except him. You are sure of him when you close the gap between you two to kiss his lips as his arms engulf you in his hold sealing the silent pact to stand beside each other.
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I can see two situations where Mudano would praise you.
The first one would be when he sees you putting effort into something. Maybe during trainings when you try your best to weaponize your blood, or when fighting the enemy. He tries to not lose focus on his own battle, yet he can't help the proud smile on his face when he sees his beloved one standing while your common enemies are down. Defeating numerous Momotaro using that little blood? So productive. By the end, when everyone is safe and you two get a moment alone he will kiss your forehead saying how well you did back there. The unexpected praise and display of affection making your face burn.
The second situation would be when you follow his instructions, trusting his words and his experience. He will probably remain quiet while watching you obey his commands, his heart skipping a beat when you turn your head to look at him expecting the next order.
Now combine these two situations. You are sitting on top of his thighs, more specifically on one thigh, face buried on his neck as you attempt to hide your embarrassment.
“Come on, you can do this. It was your idea anyways” he lightly slaps your bum, adjusting himself on the small couch and placing his hands behind his hand.
You had managed to sweet talk Mudano into helping you relief the ache between your legs, using the being productive speech since there was nothing you would be doing until you have to leave the hotel and go back to the academy. The students you took to get familiar with the patrol unit were packing their things. You two had some minutes before the agreed time to meet at the hotel’s lounge.
“Naito~” you whine his name rolling your clothed core on his muscle.
“No, you gotta rub back and forth if you want some friction” without touching you he bounces his leg once making you yelp.
Taking a deep breath you do as he says, looking for that delicious friction while your face burns, you thought he would at least give you a hand.
And he can see the needy look in your eyes, wanting his help more than anything, but knowing he won’t oblige.
So you close your eyes, hands on his chest for support while rubbing your self furiously on his thigh.
“Keep going” he instructs flexing his muscle a couple of times as a reward for your efforts.
Once he sees your lips forming an O shape and brows furrowing he leans to bite your neck.
His name comes out of your lips as in a shaky moan as your body trembles on top of him, hands finally coming down to grab your hips helping you get off on your final moments of orgasm, once your done letting your head fall on his shoulder he caress your back, whispering in your ear “Good girl.”
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