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“Ken!” you squeal.

Kento’s body was almost crushing you, covering yours completely as his cock pistoned in and out of you so fast, you could barely comprehend anything other than the thought, the feeling of him.

His hand moved quickly, shoving his middle and ring fingers in your mouth effectively gagging you.

“Shhh sweetheart,” Kento's lips brush against your ear. “You have to be quiet or someone out there might hear.”

Your watery, unfocused eyes immediately travel towards the locked door, which was the only thing keeping what Kento and you were doing private. The thought of someone in your husbands’ office finding out about the two of you being intimate was terrifying, but at the same time you couldn’t help but clench around Kento.

His hips stutter and he couldn’t help but let out a satisfied groan.

“You’d like that? You like the idea of someone out there knowing your being fucked dumb on your husbands cock?”

All you could do is desperately nod as the sound of skin slapping skin grows louder.

“What was that honey? I couldn’t hear you.”

A gagged “mhm” miraculously made it out of your lips, to which your husband only chuckled. Kentos hips roughly roll and you let out a choked moan as his hits that spongy spot inside.

“Is that the spot?”

The tip of his cock begins to brush against your g-spot over and over again. You claw at the edge of the desk barely able to hold yourself together as muffled whines make it past your husband's fingers.

At this point Kento gave up on keeping you quiet and decided to hold both of your hips tight enough that you’ll probably have bruises afterwards.

You were so close, writhing beneath Kento you could feel it building, and building, and finally, it snapped.

Your eyes roll back in ecstasy and your jaw drops in a silent scream as you tighten around Kento’s cock, and when his hips stutter you knew that he was finished too.

Kento lets out a growl as he empties himself in you, slowing his movements as he pumped his release into you.

Your head felt light as you leisurely came back down from your orgasm and the feeling of Kentos lips pressing against the back of your neck made you shutter slightly.

“You alright sweetheart?”

His voice cuts through the now quiet office. Your tongue feels heavy in your mouth as you try to formulate a response.

“Yeah,” voice horse, you take a moment to clear it. “Yeah I’m alright.”

Kento hums as he carefully reaches down and pulls up your panties, effectively trapping the cum that has started to drip out of your now drenched cunt.

You take a deep breath to finally stand up and fixing your clothes that had, in fact, gotten wrinkled during your activities. Your husband took the time to fix your hair while you did so and once you both finished, gave you another kiss on your forehead.

Azriel and you had been trying to have a babe for a while. While the only people in the Inner Circle who had a child was Rhys and Feyre, you have been mated for hundreds of years and were beyond ready. 

Having children was something you had to have many lengthy discussions about first. Azriel’s trauma with his family as a child and your own trauma being an Illyrian women whose wings got clipped before being cast out of your home only too be found and taken in by Rhys’s his mother, were all things you both had to think about before even considering bringing a babe in this world. That’s not even mentioning the war you and all of your loved ones fought in and somehow survived. However, seeing Feyre and Rhy being amazing parents to their son, and just seeing Nyx in general, has confirmed what you both have wanted for a while. 

But, as much as you both wanted a child, it just did not happen. It’s been years since you started trying, and as much as you love to be with Azriel intimately, it started to feel more like a task rather than something fun. There have been a few nights that Azriel has woken up because you forgot to close the bond and was flooded with your feelings of self-loathing. All he could do was cup your tearstained face and whisper reassuring and loving words to you. You blamed yourself and as much as Azriel denied it, those thoughts just didn’t go away.

After the third night of that happening, both you and Azriel decided to just stop trying. Of course you both would continue to not take the tonic, but your goal while being intimate was no longer having a baby, it was to enjoy each other. After a time, sex was pleasurable again, your mindset improved, and while you did have moments of self doubt, Azriel was always there for you as you were for him. Similarly, your family was amazing the entire time. While Azriel and you were fairly private about the situation, you didn’t hide what was going on with them. Their support helped you heal, both of you. It’s been a few years since then, Nyx was now six and it is true that time heals all wounds. 

Azriel was the one who noticed it first. The sun was starting to rise, light beginning to stream through the window of Azriel and your shared bedroom. It was one of those rare occasions that neither of you had to go anywhere that morning, however, Azriel was so used to being up before the sun that he was already awake. Your face was peaceful as you slept, your bare figure tangled in the sheets, and the only noise heard was your soft breathing. His hazel eyes watched your calm face, all the while having his shadows watch both of your surroundings. Weirdly enough, his shadows also kept brushing over you, almost like they were scared to let you out of their grip. It reminded him of when you first mated, at least one of his shadows had to be with you at all times once both of you got out of the frenzy.

There was something different, something unusual that Azriel could sense that made him feel uneasy, but not on edge. It bothered him, however, as your eyes fluttered open and you shifted your body to face your mate, it hit him. Well, your scent hit him. Before, the room smelled of the previous night’s activities, but with your change in position, he could now make out that your scent has changed. It was subtle, but the slight sweetness in the air was all that was needed to figure out what was so strange. 

Azriel’s face was the first thing you saw as you woke up. Despite being able to mask how he’s feeling extremely well, his slightly widened eyes, along with the millions of thoughts running rampant behind them, were all telltale signs that he was in shock. 

You hum curiously before speaking.

“What is it?” you question while reaching up to cup the side of his face, rubbing your thumb along his cheek. You could feel the coolness of his shadows brushing all over your body, it was comforting yet slightly unusual to wake up to. 

“You're pregnant.” 

Sitting up suddenly, as if a bucket of ice water had been spilt on you, you look at him bewildered.

“I’m sorry, what?” 

A grin filled with pure joy took over his face as he answered you once again. 

“You’re pregnant.”

All you could feel was disbelief and elation. You could now tell that your scent was different and all you could do was look at your husband, your mate, incredulously. His deep laugh fills the room, only further showing his happiness. You beam at him as he lifts you in his arms and settles you on his lap. His bare skin felt warm against yours, and the chill that continued to brush over you from the shadows felt perfect against you. The only time you’ve felt this overjoyed was when you found out you were mated to Azriel. You brush your lips against his as he cups your face, brushing away the tears you didn’t know were falling. 

You knew things were going to change from that point on. You knew how male got when their mate was pregnant, how protective they became. You saw first hand when Feyre was pregnant with Nyx, she could never move more than a few feet away before Rhys was next to her once again, and if a stranger came up to her, everyone could feel the power he unleashed to get them away. Rhys had mentioned it was similar to how males are after first being mated, but also said that that is nothing compared to how protective he felt of his mate carrying his child. 

virgin!Choso who knows you as one of his little brother’s best friends. You’re always hanging around his and Yuji’s apartment off campus with the rest of his friends, wearing tight tops and miniskirts that accentuate certain assets. Assets that Choso can’t stop looking at whenever you’re around.

virgin!Choso who always gets flustered whenever you make a slightly suggestive or flirty comment towards him. He can only imagine what filthy words you would say while on top of him, grinding down on his weeping cock.

virgin!Choso who’s nightly routine involves one of his hands wrapped around his hard on, stroking it up and down picturing your pouty lips and sly, teasing smile, and the other hand covering his mouth, trying to not wake Yuji in the other room with all of his whimpers and whines.

virgin!Choso who was surprised when one night you showed up to his and Yuji’s apartment when Yuji wasn’t there. In fact, he distinctly remembers Yuji saying he was going to a big party on campus with you and your other friends.

virgin!Choso who’s now wondering why you're standing at the front door, pupils wide with, what? Lust? Your shirt seems even more low cut then normal, his eyes straying towards that direction involuntarily. He noticed you weren’t wearing a bra, you couldn’t of been with how easily your nipples poked through the thin material of your shirt.

virgin!Choso who, despite being a virgin, could tell you were desperate with need. Your eyes straying down his bare chest and widening at his print in his gray sweatpants. He knew you could see everything, he was achingly hard and it was all visible.

virgin!Choso who couldn’t help but let out a little whimper when you voiced that you ‘wanted- no needed him.’ All he could do was get out a tiny ‘please’ before you were all over him.

virgin!Choso who, despite not knowing what he was doing, was a damn natural. His hands immediately went to your waist when you flung your arms around him. Your lips found his instantly, you didn’t even need to fight for dominance, he gave it to you happily. Your tongues explored each other's mouths, muffling the whines that spilled out of him, and all the while, you could feel him grind his cock on you.

virgin!Choso who, without knowing how, managed to lead the both of you to his bedroom without ever disconnecting your mouths. The back on his legs hit the back of his bed causing him to fall, pulling you with him. You let out a squeal of surprise, but then giggle, barely even noticing when he adjusted the both of you to the center of his bed. Your eyes raked his flustered face before you straddle his lower half.

virgin!Choso who could’ve cummed at the sight of you on top of him, just liked his fantasies. Your skirt was rolled up past your hips giving him a perfect view of your black, lacy panties. You watched him admire you like you were a damn goddess ready to be worshiped. You look away once to remove your top, giving him an even better view, if that was possible, of your bare breasts.

virgin!Choso who immediately tries to lift up and wrap his mouth around your perky bud, and after a clumsy attempt, finally does so. This elicits a moan out of you, of which immediately has him bucking his hips into your covered center, desperate for some kind of friction.

virgin!Choso who whimpers when you lightly laugh at his eagerness. You have to practically pry him away from you in order to get his pants down far enough to release his hard, throbbing member, which dripped of precum.

virgin!Choso who could’ve came when you wrapped your hand around his cock, much smaller than his own, and pumped it up and down, spreading the wetness he’s created all around his dick.

virgin!Choso who could only repeat the words ‘yes please’ over and over again when you asked if he was ready. You could only give him a smug smile, knowing this was going to short circuit his needy brain.

virgin!Choso who practically saw white when you moved your panties to the side and finally sunk down on his cock. His ears were ringing and he cried out so loud you thought the neighbors would file a noise complaint, not that you cared, you felt so full that you yourself could barely think.

virgin!Choso who had a grip on your hips so tight, you were sure it would be bruised tomorrow as you started moving. The sound of your wetness filled the room as well as the sound of skin on skin every time you lifted yourself up and dropped back down.

virgin!Choso who was practically shaking, trying so hard not to cum within the first two minutes. He hasn’t, surprising you who thought he would of came as soon as he entered you. It was an effort though. Your warm pussy was light a vice around his throbbing erection. You were all he could think about, every breath, every thought, every touch, it was all you, you, you.

virgin!Choso who could barely keep it together when you snaked your hand around, rubbing desperate circles on your clit. You could tell that Choso was close and you wanted to finish with him. Your pulsing cunt was pushing him near release and so he could only whine out the word ‘please’ over and over again, he was hurtling over the edge, but he needed your approval to do so.

virgin!Choso who could feel your cunt clench as you came and hear you whisper ‘cum with me Choso,’ This is what made him finally see stars. He felt as if he were floating, like getting high times a million. He knew at that very moment that nothing would ever feel better than this, better than your cunt wrapped around his cock while he spilled his seed inside of you. Euphoric. That's the only word that could describe this moment.

ex-virgin!Choso who finally came too, only to find you leaning over him and gently kissing his face while whispering sweet nothings. You noticed he was now conscious and just gave him a gentle smile, placing a kiss right atop his forehead.

ex-virgin!Choso who let out a whimper once you slid himself out of you, feeling overstimulated, all while he watched the cum he just split drip out of you. You apologized quietly and got up, telling him you’ll be right back.

ex-virgin!Choso who, before he even realized you left, found you coming back with a wet cloth, water, and snacks. You spent a moment cleaning up the bodily fluids from both him and you, chucking both your skirt and ruined panties on the floor in a pile, only to slip on one of Choso’s shirts, and help him change into a clean pair of sweatpants, all the while he drank the water you gave him.

ex-virgin!Choso who immediately cuddled up to you once you laid back down, tucking his face in the crook of your neck as you played with his hair.

ex-virgin!Choso who nervously mumbled out ‘does this mean I can be your boyfriend now?’ Only to have you softly giggle and reply with an ‘of course it does.’

“Fuck baby, that’s it.”

Ellie’s voice cuts through your sex-induced mind which was clouded with lust and you weren’t even the one getter eaten out.

Your face was covered in spit and Ellie’s slick and your doe eyes stared up at her as you let out whimpers into her wet cunt.

Ellie’s hand had a firm grip on the top of your head, using it to yank you where she wanted. A particularly hard pull had you whining so loud, Ellie could hear you from where she was sitting and over the sounds of her sopping heat.

Hearing your girlfriend’s heavy panting and moans of pleasure, the throb in your core was almost unbearable. You knew that you soaked. So much in fact that you were positive you could feel it through the tiny shorts you were wearing.

Not being able to ignore your needs any longer, you use your free hand, the one not holding on to Ellie’s thigh, and slip it into both your shorts and panties.

Vigorously, you start rubbing at your poor neglected clit as you were eating Ellie’s cunt even sloppier than before. Your little whines and whimpers have turned into full blow moans, which of course drew the auburn haired girl’s attention to what you were doing.

Tugging you to look up at her, while still having you close enough where you could continue to pleasure her, she lets out a tsk.

“What do you think you’re doing baby?”

Only pulling your mouth for a moment you answer her, like the good girl you are.

“Can’t- can’t wait any longer Els,” it’s a whine and as soon as you finish your lips are around her clit sucking, and your hand in your panties moves even faster.

“Fuck babe,” Ellie stutters out. Turns out being in charge and getting eaten out to the brink of an orgasm is kind of hard. “So selfish, can’t even wait for me to cum.”

“M’sorry,” you slur out, not even removing your mouth from her, too pussy drunk to give her your full attention.

That coil in your stomach was starting to build up and you couldn’t possibly stop your hand movement now.

However, with another yank, Ellie's voice cuts through your mind once again.

“Can’t cum before me babes, you wanna be my good girl don’t you?”

You nod and let out a little whimper at the pet name she only calls you in the bedroom, or anywhere you fuck. So with reluctance, you remove your hand from your shorts.

Putting your full attention on her cunt, you eagerly start, what seems like, making out with it. There was no pattern of your movement, no rhyme or reason for it, it was messy and clouded your brain in the best way possible. Spit and Ellie’s slick was running down your face at this point making a mess all over your naked chest, which was rising and falling sporadically.

And, once you add two of your fingers, the ones that were previously being used to rub yourself, you knew it was almost a matter of time before she fell apart.

Her moans were louder and more often, her thighs were trembling, the grip on your hair was strengthening, and the most telling sign was her cunt tightening around your fingers as you made them go in and out at a rapid speed.

Curving them upward just slightly, you find that spongy spot inside her that always had her finishing within moments.

“Shit I’m cumming,” Ellie groans out.

Her cunt clenches hard around your fingers and her entire body tenses with her release. You lustfully stare at Ellie from between her legs as her eyes roll to the back of her head and she mumbles your name over and over again. You rode her through her orgasm, making her get the maximum amount of satisfaction.

You forget all about your own needs at that moment. How could you even think about that when your god-like girlfriend was saying your name repeatedly as she came?

But when Ellie finally came down from her high out of breath and looked directly at you, pupils still blown wide, you couldn’t stop the whine that came out of your mouth. That throb in your cunt felt 100x more powerful, and worse.

Smoothing out your hair that she had a firm grip on the entire time soothingly, your girlfriend finally speaks.

“Go ahead baby, make yourself cum.”

Finally, with her permission, you bring your hand, the one still covered in Ellie’s essence and cum, into your shorts and panties once again.

You found your clit easily, and began to massage it hurriedly. You rest your head on the auburn haired girl’s thigh as you let out little huffs of air. Your eyebrows furrow as your pace quickens even more.

Finally, after what felt like ages, the coil that had been tightening in your stomach finally snapped. You let out a squeal as your cunt gushes and your vision turns white.

You feel like you’re on fucking cloud nine. All your senses turn fuzzy and the only thing that you could identify is the immense amount of bliss that takes over your entire body.

As you slowly began coming down from the euphoric feeling, you started to gain some of your awareness back. The first thing you noticed was Ellie soothingly stroking your hair. Your eyes flutter as they begin to refocus and you’re greeted with the sight of Ellie looking at you with love, lust, and proudness. She seemed to be talking, but you were still out of it and couldn’t fully comprehend what she was saying until a few moments later.