#nanago

dividers by @kodaswrld / not proofread

"I'm sorry, darling. You'd like me to — what?"

Your face grows in heat. You finally built the courage to ask your boyfriend of 6 months to not be so gentle with you, and he's looking at you like you just asked him to throw you into a pile of cursed energy.

"I just — I don't know... I don't want you to think that you have to treat me like I'm a piece of glass, y'know? You can be rough with me, if you want." You insist, eyeing the way he leans back onto your couch. The silence stretches for a few seconds as he thinks. About what, you have no idea, but part of you is starting to regret asking him in the first place.

Originally, you thought that your boyfriend was very vanilla, as vanilla as they come. He looked like the type to just favor missionary. The type to excuse it for the fact that he could see your pretty face. But no.

Nanami bent you over the couch, his tie now wrapped around your wrists, and a half an hour worth of hand prints painting your ass a nice rosy red.

After the moment of thrilling silence, he turned to you, confessing that he was — to your surprise — the exact opposite of vanilla, telling you all of the things he's fantasized about doing to you. Which explains why he's now making you fuck yourself on his length. "There you go, good girl. Such a good girl for your daddy, hm?" "Mm — please, m-more... I need — fuck!" Your words are practically incoherent as you ride him. Of course, you've gotten used to how big he was, but there's something so different about his fingers bruising your hips, or the rough tug of your hair as your ass ripples with each thrust. It felt like your first time with him again, seeing him in an entirely new light.

He huffs in disappointment at your neediness, and you whine as he pulls out of your pussy, practically dripping onto the fabric of your sofa and his work pants. He then lies down, his head now on the armrest, picking you up like you weighed nothing and sat you down on his cock. You whimper at the full feeling and anchor yourself by putting your hands on his chest. He can't help but admire you. You still managed to look beautiful, even while you're all fucked out and whiny.

Grabbing you by the throat, he pulls you into an open-mouthed kiss. The rapid pace of your thrusts and his tight squeeze blocking your airways clouds your senses.

"Never knew I was dating such a cute little slut. Ready to cum on this cock?"

His large thumb toyed with your clit, another hand squeezing the soft tissue of your nipple, the electric shock of both areas causing your orgasm to hit you like a freight train with no warning. He pumps a few more thrusts into you so you can ride it out, a warm hand caressing the curve of your waist as you come down.

"You're doing such a good job for me, good girl."

"Doing?" You pant.

"Oh, I'm not done, sweetheart. Nowhere near."

Curse yourself for not asking him to do this sooner.

"Why do you ship this??"

better quality 😭😭