#!thirst

“whats wrong now?” he chuckles and continues his harsh thrusts. he intertwined your fingers with his, pinning your hands next to your head. his pace was even and made sure you felt all of him in you. you let out a pitiful whine, mumbling something like his name. “i got you, dumb baby. dont need to cry anymore.”

it finally starts to slow down when you start shutting up, going limp on his thigh. you pant and sniffle, looking like a mess after your tantrum. he had you the way he liked you, stupid and quiet. “my dumb baby, finally quiet.”

your fingers dig into his hair as you hump his tongue. rintarou holds his tonge still, pressing the metal bead on your clit as you huff out profanities. it was amusing how worked up you could get with your clit being kissed and licked on a bit. he could just keep his head still and you did all the work. he flicks the metal back and forth on your bud of nerves. you gasp and pull his hair to bring him closer, gushing on his tongue.

he chuckles and watxhes you fondly. your walls clamp tightly around his dick as you cream around him. rin leans in, pushing your hair back to kiss your sweaty forehead. “such a good girl.”