#cisfem.reader

“Please.”

The word hangs in the air between you. Daichi’s grip is just shy of bruising where he’s handling you, pressing your thighs out, holding them open wide so he can fit between them. His cock slides easily along your puffy lips, searing hot and teasing your clit as he drags it slowly back and forth.

“Please what?” he asks, like he’s not torturing you with a smile on his face.

“Please, just fuck me,” you whine, shifting on the bed as much as you can, trying in vain to get relief. 

“You know how to ask properly, princess.” He’s let go of one leg to press the palm of his hand against your mound, the rough pad of his thumb drawing lazy circles on your aching clit. It’s good, but it’s not what you need. You pout, finally giving in to what both of you want.

“Daddy, please fuck me?”

Daichi’s eyes blow out a little further at that.

“There’s a good girl.”

His other hand leaves your thigh to slide into the slick dripping from your pussy, slowly working it over his length. Daichi presses down with his palm harder, tension pulling your clit deliciously as he slides in. He can feel the slow fill just as well as you can with his hand there, pressure intensifying the low burn as he pushes deeper inside. You can’t help the soft cries of daddy, daddy, please, as he takes you to the hilt and holds there.

He watches you worry your bottom lip as you grind down, pushing deeper still into the plush heat of you. Your cries continue as he cages you under his arms, leaning over you and into your space, filling your vision and your cunt. Thick fingers slide over the soft skin of your breast before he rolls a puffy nipple between them.