#meeeeeow

It's tough being in project limbo...

Here's a picture of my cat with Jesus :)

isnt he so cute 🐱

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CW// gn!afab!reader, thigh riding

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“Toru, I want you, not your thigh. ‘s not the same.”

The athlete shot you a lopsided grin, calloused hand reaching out to caress your own naked thigh for a moment. He knew you wouldn’t be able to cum like this, all because he had spoiled you too much. It was truly his mistake because now all you would do if pout until he gave in.

Normally he would have indulged you, pressing your knees up to your chest and make you cream all over his cock but not tonight. No, Oikawa desperately needed to see you work for it. He wanted to watch those tears of frustration well up in your eyes when you realized that only he could get that pretty little cunt gushing.

“Ah, ah, ah. Don’t be greedy. Here, I’ll even help you.”

His hands gripped your hips, encouraging you to begin rocking your hips back and forth across the toned muscle of his thigh. It took a minute of adjustment, but after a swift change of motion, you were able to grind your clit against him deliciously.

Your eyes fluttered closed as you focused on the movement. It wasn’t enough to make you cum, but it was certainly enough to satiate your hunger for now. It you focused real hard on the feeling, it was enough to have sweet sounds falling from your lips.

His hands left you hips, moving to rest behind your head. Ah, yes, this is how his days are supposed to be— spend the day training, practice vigorously, and come home to watch his pretty little thing get off in his lap.

A sharp gasp left your lips when you felt him tense up his leg, gently bouncing you on his lap. The feeling was intense, and you buzzed with excitement at this new change. If he would just keep this up a little longer, you would be cumming in no time. All you had to do was keep grinding your hips like a bitch in heat.