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does this fine establishment sell pumpkin spice latte?

pussy drunk suna can never get enough of your cunt; burying his face into the warmth of your core to lap at the slick. and when he says that he eats you out for his pleasure, he means it.

without even touching himself, his cock is already swollen just as he sniffs at your pussy. his mouth waters at the smell and to him, you smell absolutely sweet to him, making him subconsciously try to rut down against the sheets. his drool and your slick mix together with his eyes half shut.

he’s whining so needily into your clit, flicking his tongue as he tries to hear the praises that you moan out every so often. each little praise you give him earns you a breathy moan, going straight to his cock. he isn’t even able to take off his sweats before he’s already letting ropes of white stain the fabric.

sometimes he’s not even trying to get you to cum. he just wants to be latched to the bundle of nerves, sucking on it till he passes out from intoxication. it doesn’t matter to him if you came at all or if you’re overstimulated - it was intoxicating to him.

waking up, his mouth is still pressed against your cunt and his head throbbing as if he has a hangover. but nothing like sucking on your clit can’t fix.

thank you @loveatsutani for the brainrot

suna x reader

cw // mastubation, voyerism, hand honlding, youre reading a book and he gets horny, im back kinda

“what would you do if i jerk off right now?”

you pause in the middle of the paragraph you were reading to look up and face your boyfriend. his face was still pressed first into your chest with his arms around your waist. you aren’t so surprised since the whole time he’s been cuddling, his hips have been squirming in between your legs. but it is still a surprised as he said it out loud.

hmmmm frat boy!osamu who only joined bc his twin convinced him to and bc the house looked nice. who doesn’t care for the parties so he keeps a “KEEP OUT” sign taped up on his door. frat boy! osamu who is bewildered when you come stumbling into his room, crying bc you just got cheated on. frat boy!osamu who offers to walk you back to your dorm because he’s a gentleman, and when he spots you in ECON 1100, he sits next to you and checks up on you. frat boy!osamu who brings you around to the house to study, watch movies, and eat his food with him. frat boy!osamu who makes sure to continue to put up the “KEEP OUT” sign anytime you’re over because as soon as the door opens, they’ll find him with his head between your thighs.

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despite how much his sister and his mom tell him it's what a "gentleman" would do, he just can't be bothered. you don't seem affected by it at all anyway, so he doesn't make the extra effort. he'd rather save the energy for things that really matter.

suna doesn't pull your chair out for you, because he likes doing the opposite.

it's not every day that the two of you go out to a restaurant this nice, but suna doesn't mind it. he can't find much to complain about, especially with the way you look in that dress. the one thing he can complain about, though, is the annoyingly dim lighting the restaurant offers as a sorry excuse for atmosphere.

he can barely see you like this.

his legs are long, long enough to reach your side of the table when he has them fully outstretched, so he hooks his ankles around the legs of your chair and pulls it that much closer. halfway through a rant about the dinner menu, your eyes widen at the sudden jolt and movement from below, but suna just chuckles.

"don't look so surprised." he smirks, resting his chin atop his folded hands. you're frozen in surprise, lips barely parted.

that's good enough, he thinks. he can admire you properly like this.

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