#meow!

fingers in mouth with 𝒾sagi !

smut, mdni. / aged up!isagi yoichi

Isagi is the sweetest boyfriend ever! Normally always looking at you with hearts in his eyes, his hands so warm and respectful on your body.

He didn’t look like the kind of person to make your brain melt and turn you into a brainless, drooling mess. But the moment you were in between his legs, everything changed.

His gaze shifted from sweet and adoring to one filled with lust in an instant.

His hand rested firmly on the crown of your head, pushing you down till his trimmed pubes tickled your nose.

Isagi threw his head back with a sharp, ragged gasp, holding you down. Utterly ruined by the way your throat spasmed around him.

He let out a low, strained groan, calloused fingers gripping your scalp to guide you up and down. Your spit pooled at the base of his cock, bubbling and overflowing from your lips.

As he pulled you off his cock, your lips wet and swollen, his heavy member slapped wetly against your cheek, leaving a glistening trail of spit in its wake.

He let out a low chuckle, taking in your fucked out expression, eyes hazy and lips still drooling. A lopsided grin painted its way on his face. His knuckles turned white from being tangled in your hair.

He didn’t even give you a moment to catch your breath before his thumb was hooked into the corner of your mouth, dragging across your wet cheek. His entire hand gripped your face, forcing your jaw open before shoving his entire thumb in.

“Look at the mess you made,” isagi chuckled. His pupils blown wide, his blue eyes clouded with lust. “Yeaaaah, wrap those beautiful lips round my thumb, jus’ like that.”

A globe of spit dropped onto your face, landing right on the apple of your flushed cheek and slowly dripping down to your jaw with a warm, wet trail.

Isagi’s chest heaved up and down as he followed it with his eyes. He slowly retrieved his thumb and chuckled at the desperate whine escaping your lips. “Such a filthy slut f’me.”

He collected the moisture on the pads of three of his fingers and pressed it against your lips.

His wet fingers shoved right inside just as you opened your mouth ajar, dragging the moisture over your tongue, forcing you to swallow.

“Good girl,” he tsked. “Yeah, keep those pretty eyes on me, ’nd swallow it all.”