a soft giggle leaves from your lips when your youtube watching session was interrupted suddenly by a flush-faced yuma crawling up to lay between your legs. “hi, what are you doing?” you laugh, looking down at yuma as you pause the video you were watching.

“shut up,” yuma mutters, his face flushed as he nuzzles his face against your stomach. “you're distracting me.” he wraps his arms around your waist possessively, his thumbs brushing over the soft fabric of your shirt. “turn off your phone.”

you comply without complaint, your left hand quickly finding it's place in yuma’s soft hair. “your body is warm..” you mumble, enjoying the calming weight of the other man on top of you.

yuma hums contentedly at the touch, pressing closer to you. he nuzzles into your touch, his warm breath ghosting over your stomach through your shirt. after a moment, he looks up at you with hooded eyes. “take it off.”

“whyy~ I don't wanna…” you whine playfully, poking yuma's bottom lip with your pointer finger.

he hums knowingly, pulling the shirt off as goosebumps prickle your skin.

as soon as your shirt is off, yuma presses close, his bare chest molding to yours. he wraps his arms around your waist, holding you tightly as he buries his face in the crook of your neck. he inhales deeply, breathing in your scent.

you close your eyes for a moment, a deep sigh leaving your lips.

feeling your content sigh, yuma smiles against your neck. he starts to press soft kisses along your collarbone and up his neck, his hands slowly sliding down to your hips. he hooks his fingers in the waistband of your pants, tugging gently.

you groan as yuma slips his hand into your sweatpants, abdominal muscle clenching at the feeling of his fingernail grazing your sensitive clit.

yuma hums against your neck, feeling his dick twitch in his pants. he hooks his finger under the waistband of your underwear and pulls it down slightly, revealing your pussy to the brisk air of your shared bedroom. he rubs his thumb in subtle circles, his expression growing smug as he feels your body squirming underneath him.

you stare down at yuma, lips slightly part. your tongue dips out to wet your lower lip briefly. “mm.. fuck—” your hips buck softly, eyes threatening to roll back.

at the sight of your reaction, yuma smirks and slowly pushes a finger in your throbbing hole, curling it slightly to hit the spot that always sends you reeling. he maintains eye contact as much as he can while he continues teasing at your sensitive clit. “shh,” he coos.

yuma grips your hips tightly, stopping you from moving. he slowly pushes another digit in, hitting deeper, his nose presses against the middle of your chest. he holds you there for a few seconds before pulling back. “impatient, aren't we?”

your eyes fully roll back into your skull as yuma added a third finger, head falling back against the pillows. you let out a breathy moan as he pulls away to kiss you sloppily, a string on saliva connecting the two of you when he pulls back again.

he gently slides your sweatpants all the way off along with your underwear before taking his hands away to take off his own pants. once you’re both naked, he climbs over you again while lining himself up with your entrance. yuma teases you ever-so-slightly before eventually pushing in, pulling a moan from both of you.

at first, he sloppily pulled out halfway and slammed back in— setting a slow pace before eventually speeding up, dragging whimpers from you with every thrust. “doing s’good..” he murmured sweetly, trailing open-mouthed kisses up your chest.

“taking me so good..” he muttered, his hands squeezing your hips as he sucks a hickey just above the pulse point on your neck. “so tight, might not last too much longer.”

“yuma, im close.” you squeaked softly, you voice high pitched and trembling. your legs were shaking as your orgasm approached, a harsh shudder wrecking through you. yuma hushed you as he reached between you to rub your clit, he was close too but he didn’t want to admit it so soon.

“so full— full of my seed.” he whispered in your ear, moaning softly as you clenched down on his cock, milking him. It didn’t take long before you were both cumming.

yuma heaved, collapsing on top of you. “I promise to clean you up.. just after we cuddle.” he smirked lazily, rolling off of you before pulling you into his chest.

a planned movie night with kei quickly went out of the window when you started jerking him off on the couch.

overstimulating fuma after he got out of the shower because why not.

dressing nicholas up in pretty lace after seeing photos of him from waterbomb wearing a crop top.

euijoo was needy and missing you really bad so he sent you a video of himself while you were at work.

torturing a very desperate yuma with a vibrator.

jo whining loudly as you suck him off.

laying harua down and pleasuring him sweetly after a long and stressful day.

taki lazily suckling on your tits because there's nothing better than having his face buried in your chest.