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Backstage quickie with rocker!Nanami —

It's like he doesn't feel any shame in this very moment when he pounds deep into you, a shocker honestly as he wasn't this bold and hasty in your first few months of dating.

True — the backstage room was empty.

True — it was merely meters away from the stairs leading up to the stage.

But that does not change the fact that the door remains unlocked — slightly opened even. It was unbelievable how no one came barging in or felt bothered enough to close the door, considering the whole room was filled with noises of skin slapping and wet sexes, groans and moans. Deep inside, you and Kento know that the others have heard it all.

You squeeze your eyes shut, feeling his warm hands going up to your bouncing tits, fingers rubbing and twisting your hardened nipples.

"Gah- Shit! Ken!"

It was fast, all too fast.

His hips continue to thrust at a quickened speed and your arms that support yourself against the vanity slowly weakens. Kento moves his hands down, placing his vice grips to your hips you swear there'd be bruises tomorrow. Except it felt right knowing he would tend to them tonight.

Broken up cries leave your lips when he lifts your leg up, placing it on the vanity. He doesn't stop and instead opts to circle his fingers around your clit. "Gonna cum for me, eh? Better make this quick — gonna start soon."

"Mhm!" You whined, sentences barely able to form in your head as your brain focuses on reaching your high as quickly as you can.

He groans, his hands now helping to fasten the pace upon feeling your velvety walls clench hard on his member.

"Think — you deserve another one-" Your eyes roll to the back, enjoying how he manages to hit that same sensitive spot over and over again. The addicting feel of curling and tingling grew inside you. "— after this."

"You sure-" You moaned while biting your index. "You got- the energy for that?"

He hisses. "Who said I couldn't?"

"Fuck 'm gonna cum —" his thrusts turns sloppy, yet its pace remains the same. "Gonna give me some g'luck, yeah?"

"We're about to start the show —"

You inhale sharply after hearing the staff's voice from outside.

"Almost there, beautiful." He heaves out. "Take it all in, hm?"

For once you look at the mirror before you and notice how strands of his hair were plastered against his forehead. Heat rises up your cheeks at his sudden glance, an eager yet sly grin spreading across his lips.

"In 3 —"

"Woah-"

"Agh! Y/n!" Kento continues to slide his length along your tight walls, the tingling feeling he's been chasing at now pours into his body.

With one last thrust, the two of you came undone. Quick as you first started, you trembled, the high covering the ache from his bite on your shoulder. You didn't care, only gasping at his length sliding out of your cum-filled pussy.

"2 —"

Despite lacking energy, with force you made yourself face him. You watched as he took the damp towel that was somehow prepared prior to this and swiftly cleans his length.

Maybe you were too focused on the way his lips were on yours, his tongue that slides along yours in such a quick manner that you don't realize that the towel's now in your hand.

He leaves a hard peck on the crown of your head. "So good for me..."

You barely blinked, to see him almost headed towards the door.

"1 —"

Biting his bottom lips, a grin displays itself on his face while he shoots you a wink.

There, he heads out, making sure to close the door shut.

"Wear this."

"'Toshi... you can't be serious, this is a clan dinner!"

"Hm... a clan dinner." He walks closer to your smaller figure, his voice calm yet intense. He continues while maintaining eye contact with you, suddenly your back meets the wall.

"Still, didn't someone complained to the servants that 'Noritoshi is always busy', hm? Didn't someone went against my orders and still touched themselves when they're alone?" You gulped as you stared into his dark orbs, the raven then crosses his arms.

There were many thoughts, and many plans forming at the back of his mind.

Noritoshi was sorry, really. That as a husband he's been away for meetings frequently these days, leaving you alone back at home. But as the heir of a known clan it was unavoidable, he still needs to attend his job and make decisions almost every day.

Pulling a hand up, he placed gentle kisses along the back of your hand, then to your fingertips. "Take this as a punishment, and also an apology for leaving you needy, Y/n."

Which leads to your current situation — having seated between a Zenin and your beloved one. The table was long and dishes decorated most of the spaces between the guests, as banters and discussions now fills the supposedly quiet room. The man on your left passes you a plate neatly decorated with syrups and fruits, beaming a small smile on your way when you nodded at him.

"Thank you-" Eyes squeezed shut, your words cut off when you forcefully adjust to the new intensity. It was stronger than the previous one, you take in a breath to contain yourself.

"Is there anything wrong?"

Crap, crap, crap.

"Ah, sorry. It's just I—" you blinked at the male, swiftly glancing at his green-black hair before replying. "I almost yawned, sorry about that. Still, thank you Naoya."

Naoya murmurs a small 'welcome' before turning back to his relatives. Turning towards your husband, you see a subtle smirk on his face, his eyes remains closed while he leans back. His phone casually sliding between his fingers.

"So, how was it?" Noritoshi asks, laughter bubbles within him when you held his knee, a wobbly smile making its way up your face, still he chose to chuckle instead.

You open your lips, about to say something when you decided not to. It was useless even if you did, he had the control, and this was both a gift and a punishment. Maybe you could let him know your struggle, and maybe your reward could become something... bigger.

"It was very good, 'toshi." You nodded, somehow finding your own sarcasm funny.

"I think you should turn it higher-" He raises his eyebrows at you, amused by your response

Oh god what on earth were you thinking??

"I mean I like the way it is!" You chuckled nervously, your grip on his knee tightens immediately after his warm palm meets your folded knee. "'Toshi, I think this will do- no please-"

"You said you wanted higher." He side glances you, he could feel himself laughing internally at the way your eyes pleaded him not to. His thumb was quick, sliding from his home screen to the app in merely a few seconds.

"So I'll grant your wish, love." You winced at his wink. Grip not letting go until you feel the vibration went... slower.

Huh?

"Nice, right- thank you, Naoya." You froze, seeing another plate swift past the side of your face.

This isn't the vibration you were expecting.

It was slow, and steady. But you've asked for higher, so why isn't it going-

Shit, shit, shit!

This is fast. This is going very fast, and harder than you anticipated. It went slow, then fast, then medium, oh god the patterns are all over the places!

You subtly bucked your hips against the cushion, and as you feel the pit of your stomach forming knots, your edge was slowly creeping its way up your back, leaving tingles down your spine as you squeeze your eyes shut-

"Another yawn?"

You quickly fly your hand to your mouth, nodding your head while opening your lips wider to act as if you're yawning. But you and Noritoshi knew that it wasn't just a 'yawn', it was a fucking gasp.

"I think you should bring your wife home, Kamo. She's been keeping in her yawns."

"Ah... really?" You watched as your husband tilts his head to look past you, "I think I should. Come on, love. Let's head back home and sleep."

You're gonna kill him the moment you head back.