KinkTOBERRRR Day 11: Cum Licking Wireface x M!Reader
EKK I’m so excited for kinktober I took forever to start but just know until further notice all of these hoes with be including wireface from No I am Not Human. Alright let’s get into it!
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This was an embarrassing sight. The world has gone to shit, the sun is burning people to a crisp in the day time, making the only safe time to go outside be at night. EHHH WRONG! I can’t even go outside with the fear of some random freak from underground coming out a killing me. I tell you these visitors are going to kill us all.
I walked slowly, my feet aching as I walked and ran all night. Steering away from other people as I could not trust them. As I slowly picked my head up from the slouched position, I saw a house, lit with light and warmth. I made the gamble and I walked up, knocking on the door a bit too eagerly.
“What do you want?” The voice said from the other side. “I’m looking for a place to camp out till everything gets better. I can be of use, I did boxing for 13 years.” I said my voice shaky as I felt nerves rush through my body. I’ll be good as dead if he doesn’t let me in, I have no other place to hide from the sun.
“Where are you coming from?” He asked again. “I’m coming from the next town over, luxburg. I’ve walked for a long time, I just need a place to stay.” I said placing my hand on the door, in this sad pleading way.
“Do you mind sharing a storage closet?” The man’s voice said. I felt my eyes widen, he might actually let me in. “No not at all!” I said a small smile creeping up as I felt a slight relief. A small pause before the door opened I walked in timidly.
I look around before the man shuts the door behind us and locks. He placed a hand on my back guiding me to the closet and opening the door. “I can’t figure out his name, and he doesn’t seem to speak English. He’s not going to hurt you though.” The man said before pushing me into the room. “There’s food and beer in the kitchen, try and be as comfortable as you can.” He said before shutting the door.
I gulped as I turned my head to see a guy looking rough to say the least. He has blood covering his mouth and holes along his lips like they were stitched shut. He had these long and deep bags under his eyes, almost this shell shocked look in his eyes, just the way they never relaxed.
I took a few deep breaths before smiling and putting my hand up to wave. His eyes locked onto mine before waving back slowly. He doesn’t speak English what could he speak… I used my hands to mime my name is [Name].
He crunched his brows together as if he could t fully understand what I said. I pursed my lips as I pointed to myself, checking to see if he understood. Then saying my name once more “[Name]”. I then nodded like he understood.
He then points to himself and mumbles “Gsvb xzoo nv drivuzxv.” I stared at him blankly. Okay maybe this wouldn’t work out. I smile and nodded pretending I understood him, I mean maybe we don’t have to be best friends. We could just be roommates.
I found a comfortable spot on the carpeted ground and I leaned my head against the wall and shut my eyes. I was so unbelievably tired, my eyes were so heavy I couldn’t even keep the open anymore. Slept so long that I even passed the sun set of the next day and it was already night again. I awoke from my sleep and rubbed my eyes.
I look over, that guy is looking at me. Not like he wants me dead but still staring. I smile and wave again. I yawn as I stand up noticing he s has that blood covering his mouth. Has he never cleaned himself? Does he not know that’s going to cause an infection?
I leave the storage closet, the house silent apart from the sound of knocking and the slight conversations the guy has with people who come by. I peek into the kitchen, no one’s there. I walk over to the sink and wet and towel, squeezing out the leftover water. As I am leaving the kitchen something rings in my mind.
I open the fridge door, a large case of beef sat in there. I look towards the door and grab two cans. Finally arriving back to the strange closet I place the cans down before waving my hand over to get his attention. I point to me, then the towel, make wiping motions, and then point at him.
He takes a few seconds before nodding and just standing there. Did he want me to do it for him? I slowly lift my hand towards his face, letting him have a chance to show he does not want me to. Then the towel touches his face, a slight sting making him wince.
I try and clean it as well as I could, a good amount of bruising still around the mouth maybe I could ice it. I hum to myself as I hold under his chin, cleaning as much blood as I can off. When I am finished I move his head around, check to see if I have missed anything and I seem to have not. I remove my hand and go to grab a beer for him. Shoving it against his cheek, startling him with the cold metal. I snicker as I grab my own and sit beside him.
Cracking open the cold beer and taking a sip. The beer sitting in my mouth as I watch him open it and try. I swallow it as he takes a sip and his face turns sour. I give a hearty laugh, holding my chest and his shoulder. “Don’t like?” I said smiling hard.
He shook his head hard and handed it me. I smiled as I grabbed it put it to my side. I take a few more sips of mine before the taste becomes unbearable and I place it down next to his. I heard him take a breath before beginning to speak.
“R zn uiln gsv xlfmgib Tvlitrz. R szev ollpvw uli z olevi rm gsrh xlfmgib zmw szev bvg gl urmw lmv. R pmld gsrh hvvnh z yrg ifhsvw yfg blf xlfow yv zm lkgrlm. Blf ziv gsv hdvvgvhg kvihlm R'ev nvg rm dvvph. Blf szev hsldm blfi prmwmvhh zmw R hszoo hsld nrmvf.”
I smiled and nodded, what the fuck was this guy talking about? I didn’t understand his simple sentence what on earth has him thinking I would understand this?
Either way me doing that lit his face up. A smile growing on his lips as he grabbed my hand and held it close to his face. I raised my eyebrows as he gave it a slight kiss before locking eyes with me. Is this guy drunk? I swear he only drank a drop, maybe he’s just crazy…
His eyes slowly relaxed as his face moved closer to mine. It’s official, this man is fucking insane. But I don’t care. I allow him to kiss him, his lips a bit sore so I don’t kiss back hard. My hand slowly moving to his cheek as he just seem like he can’t get enough of me.
His lips tremble as he keeps kissing me, I pushed him away and gave him a sweet face. Kissing his jawline as I run my fingers through his hair, his hands trembling as they move up to my shoulders. I slowly move down to his neck, slightly nipping and sucking on his sensitive skin.
His breath shook as I slowly slipped away, a hockey slowly coming to form as I wipe away the slight amount of spit. I look him up and down, a big amount of blush staining his cheeks as he looks away from me. My eyes trailing down to his chest going up and down fast, father down I see I’ve turned him on. The tent in his pants beginning to grow from just a few kisses. Wow, what a loser.
A smile creeps up to my face, my fingers gliding over his zipper as I occasionally look at his face. He couldn’t even look at me, but his hand keeping me there let me know he didn’t hate what I was doing. I slowly unbutton his pants and slowly zip it down.
His legs were so plump you would have thought they were a woman’s. I ran my hands up and down his legs as I continued to kiss his neck and small parts of his lips. He felt so warm… I just couldn’t go back now.
I stuffed my palm right up against his boner, hearing his breath catch before he tried to settle himself. He looks at me with a shaky breath as I continue to rub his clothed dick, his eyes closing and his jaw tighting.
“Kovzhv...hglk gvzhrmt nv.” He said his breathing heavy as he rubbed the side of my face. I gulped as I began to take off his underwear. He was about 6 inches long, with a crazy amount of pubes. His purple hair has a little curls to it. I didn’t mind, it was the apocalypse, who had time to shave?
I lick the tip, the salty pre cum getting over my tongue. I would glance at him every time I licked it, slowly. Starting at the base and making my way to the top. I grip on both of his thighs as I take it slowly into my mouth. Feeling his length and width slowly stretch my throat.
He let out a loud shaky breath as he felt my warm and tight throat twitch around his cock. His hand finding its place in my hair as began to move my neck up and down, finding myself already strapped for air.
I try to breath through my nose, filling my senses with the scent of him. Of his sweat; of his B.O. and some how I didn’t mind. It was almost intoxicating.
I dig my nails in more as I kept my steady pace, a loud groan coming from him as he gripped my hair just a bit tighter. I look up, my eyes watering for how his length hits the back of my throat. Small beads of tears grow on the sides of my eye, slowly skidding down my cheeks before I keep my head moving. The wet sounds of his pre cum and my saliva mixing filled the small storage closet.
Using one hand to hold onto his plump thigh and the other to hold onto the base. I look up at his face once again, covered in a layer of blush and his mouth hanging open. His eyebrows twitching with each time his tip enters my esophagus.
I slowly make my way off his dick, a long string of saliva following with. I wipe my mouth before kissing his harshly, harsher than I would like to but I was too caught up in the moment.
My hand roughly gripping his cock as I began to stroke him off, silencing his moans with my lips. My slightly callused hands causing more and more friction on his sensitive tip. Beading more and more precum on his red and very…very sensitive tip.
I pull away from the kisses as I focus soully on making him cum, stroking at a well put pace and seeing his muscles twitch and flex and it was a sight. His lips quivering with each end teeing up to his release.
He gripped tightly onto my shirt whispering lowly into my ear. “Wlm'g hglk...R'n tlrmt gl xfn” I didn’t understand I just kept going, watching his body tell me he loved everything I was doing. He whimpered softly in my ear before I felt it. The strong and thick ropes of cum pouring out of him. Getting it all over his shirt and my hands. I smile as I watch his face contort as I slowly keep stroking him through his high and bring him down. I lock eyes with him and lick his cum off my hand.
It tasted salty and sweaty, but I couldn’t help seeing the nervous look in his face. Maybe this can’t end with just this. I make an “O” with my hand and with my other hand poke a finger through the “O”…
He looked away and nodded, I could almost see a smile form on his face..
