⌗★𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥

you whine again, immediately shuffling backwards to pull away from him completely, but fuma’s used to your different movements. he follows you with his entire body when you push away and sit up against the headboard, keeping his fingers still plunged deep in your cunt as he invades your space and traps you against the wooden board, other hand pressing open your thigh. your hands grip the cushioned pillows underneath your ass in tight fists, trapped beneath your spread thighs as you bite onto your already bruised lip while still keeping your eyes on his. you let the raw skin snap back to place, jutting it out in the same pout as before. tenderized voice shaking, you ask softly, “what is it? fuma, please don’t be mean—”

your continuous whines are desperate. either he fingers you properly or you’re pulling away completely again..

“patience, baby. i swear i’ll give you everything you want, just play with me?” fuma’s pretty tone pets over your nerves like magic, just like the fingers nestled deep inside your walls, curling just slightly to rub. that’s when he feels it, the gentle yet immediate squeeze they apply around his long fingers, just from the sweet murmured pet name. he grins like he’s the only person who knows the game that already started, which is exactly what’s happening. he watches your tense walls slowly crumble from the flutter of your lashes, the small sharp gasp falling from your parted lips, the way your head nods just briefly in submission.

“i need words, doll.” he murmurs, smiling harder when your body responds faster for you unknowingly, your words lagging behind while your walls clench tighter around this thick fingers. of course, you’d love doll, perfect for the beauty he sees right in front of him right now; rounded eyes glimmering with brimming tears and framed by sticky lashes that flutter with every subtle nudge his fingers move. they fuck you shallowly, not enough movement to satisfy but just enough to remind you of their presence, still stuffing you and simmering your need. you gulp down the saliva building in your mouth, coating your dry throat, but your soft words still crack a bit when they stumble passed your lips.

“yes.. okay, yes, i’ll play with you.” you’re so out of it, you don’t realize what’s going on, what exactly he wants to test. but you don’t have any further questions of it at all, just focusing on being good for him.

“there’s my sweetheart, you love being good for me, don’t you, honey?” he feels the constricted space let up a bit enough where he can slightly part his fingers in a gentle scissoring motion, but still being replaced by your weeping slick, growing more viscous by the minutes because of his soft yet assertive presence. okay, he smiles with thought, breaking eye contact to stare at the mess, so not those pet names. your arousal glistens where it trickles down his palm, pooling at the center, he can’t help his poorly suppressed smile when he looks back up at you, taking the time to rake his eyes over your entire quivering torso and heaving chest.

“mhm, please..” voice hoarse, you’re still looking down at the mess when he looks at your every reaction. your eyes followed his when they darted downwards, but stayed on the mess, like you’re in awe but how affected you are, how sensitive and preceptive your body is towards him. it’s so sweet, you’re so sweet, he’ll give you a little bit of what you want. his fingers slowly glide out with ease until they breach your hole with just his rosy fingertips, plunging back in with a squelch at the same time he murmurs his words,

“my sweet bunny, you’re so needy for me, do you even know what you’re asking for?”

your jaw drops with a moan, body jolting from the sudden intrusion. fuma couldn’t even curl his fingers up against your wall before you’re clamping down with the tightest grip. his head tilts, eyeing carefully at the twitching eyebrows furrowing underneath your ruffled hair. he knows how sensitive you are to that pet name specifically, sensitive to the view of his thick fingers parting your puffed folds and sinking into your weeping hole. “that’s it.. that’s the one, huh..” he murmurs mostly to himself, but you’re not catching it.

your mind is dumbed, clouded with need, you don’t even think your words through, just bluntly rambling the truth. you’re gradually slumping against the headboard in your scrunched position but you’re too weak to even fix yourself, shaking your head to his gentle teasing instead. “nooooooo, i dunno. please, just give me.. n-need you, fuma.”

“god, it’s like you don’t even want me to fuck you anymore, holding onto my fingers that tight.” he purrs, moving to keep looking at your face when your head tips back against the headboard, eyes fluttering shut. “pussy’s being so greedy, isn’t she darling?”

he can practically feel you throbbing around him at the coy petname, watching your teeth clench behind wobbling lips as you do the most you can to nod along, smiling when you open your eyes back up at him as his fingertips gently stroke your superior wall, fingers still not moving.

“you don’t like this game, do you..” he pouts when you do, leaning in to press soft pecks along your heated cheek, feeling your muscle twitch when you wince at the feather like touch. you don’t like this game at all, just feeling his stilled fingers fill you with no other movement or stimulation. your swollen clit is throbbing, he could at least a lil pay attention there too… maybe you are just greedy, maybe he just spoiled you. he hushes your whines as his trailing kisses land onto your raw bitten lips.

“i’ll give you everything if you tell me who is it exactly that needs me..”

“me— i do, fuma. i need—”

“who?”

“…your bunny.” there you go, fuma’s completely satisfied. the carnal want is thick in your whiny tone, poured into his mouth. now he knows, smiling so hard when you and your body tell him exactly what he wants to hear and feel.

“oh? my bunny? needs me to fuck my fingers already, right?” he chuckles, teasing just a bit more before doing exactly that, watching as your hooded eyes roll slightly once his fingers finally thrusted with a single motion, turning with the twist of his wrist. the sigh you huff against his lips was full of pure satisfaction, body quivering from just that one pump, overly sensitive already.

at the end, what he said was true, this little game of his did help you with what you both wanted.

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alpha! jo, so loving so caring, loves leaving his favorite hoodies in your drawers, or wrapping them around you when you’re feeling particularly down after waking up horribly and just need a lil boost with his cozy, loving scent.

alpha!jo, always winding down after a long day right in your neck, face tucked into the warm and sweet-filled spot until he’s drowning in your scent and his heavy weight becomes even heavier as he fully relaxes on top of you, laying his heavy body over yours.

alpha!jo thumbing at your mating mark just to subtly remind you he’s always there and yours, whenever and however the circumstance. loves admiring the claiming bite mark you left on his neck during the morning when he’s brushing his teeth in front of the mirror, loves the difference of how small and dainty the mark is; a true representation of how you are to him as well >.<

alpha!jo, letting you set the tone and pace for anything and everything you do as a relationship. he loves to follow through your plans and smell the sweetness in your scent when you get satisfied with the way he handles everything exactly the way you want. this can be said in and out of bed, just the relationship dynamic in general.

alpha!maki, always so silly and the most flamboyant boy you’ve known, kissing you and tugging you into hugs and openly scents you because his love is so big, he can’t keep it down when he wants to express it to you!!

alpha!maki’s favorite expression of his need being through love bites. his teeth so perfectly sharp for the best bite marks indented into your skin; whether it’d be small nibbles on your shoulder or on the tips of your fingers, or big open bites on your cheek after a moment of play fighting or on your ass cheek when he just gets the sudden urge from cuteness aggression ><

alpha!maki who’s growls turn into a whine when he gets so aroused and you don’t acknowledge it and he can’t do anything about it, or when you tease him about it before going back to your friends at this get together. becomes pouty and handsy like a pup, till you finally get into your house, scent going wild. ><

alpha!maki that teases you by putting on this big alpha buff man that protects and becomes over possessive with you but he knows you lowkey like it when he’s biting onto your shoulder and wrapping a broad arm around your waist and licking at your cheek randomly.. this doesn’t count for in bed though, we know this >///< he’s whatever you want him to be with a sharp smirk on his plumped lips. ><<<<