Tsubasa

She blushes at the command, as her husband stands over her, watching intently. It was a sight that truly turned her on. Tsubasa spread her legs, sliding a pair of fingers between her folds. He had done a number on her already with his mouth. She was stripped bare before him, a mewling mess on the bed.

She loved it when he took charge like this. It excited her in ways she couldn’t explain.

“T-Tsubasa~” She moans as she fondles her breast with a free hand, watching him intently, waiting to see him grow harder at the sight. She wanted to turn him on. To make him ravenous and eager to take her hard. The two fingers worked hard as she added a third, gasping at the sensation and bucking her hips, moving faster and faster.

“Tsubasa! Aaah!” The walls of her room were thankfully soundproof-- a gift from their magely ‘mother’.

She squeaks in surprise at his tone, a light blush rising to her cheeks. Little Watanuki was off with his uncles and the two were indeed alone.