#otomenights

His eyes glimmering in amusement, Mizuki chuckled lightly. He would offer her his hand, but pushing a cart with one hand wasn't exactly the best way to do it. 

His tongue swirled and then teasingly slipped inside and, to her own horror, she screamed out his name as her body gave in.

She'd lost.

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Hiya~

I’m sorry no. I don’t know it.

I think she’d like to keep it private so even if I did know it, I couldn’t publish it for you because you are on anonymous, cher.

D’awww, how cute~ <3

#2 @ Kiss

Ritsuji's always trying to find a way to contact Anya in a way, but it isn't a lost cause. Anya is so close right now, and Ritsuji can't help but lock her in his arms as he contemplates on whether to settle for just a simple gesture. But he does a little more, and plants a soft kiss on the side of Anya's face, square on her left cheek. The same softness, same gesture.

The REALLY fun part is when they give you that look like, What on earth have you been drinking in that water?! Damn, girl, that must be some good ass shit because that made no fucking sense AT ALL. And you're just like... cookie?

LMAO P MUCH idek how to begin explaining it to others, tbqh, how would you even begin?

It was an enticing battle to be sure.

She kept the touches teasing and light, stopping before she applied just enough pressure or sensation to give him what he really wanted, and all the while she tried to suppress her own moans.

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  His breathing becomes more labored than before, from the way she teases his member. Her teasing caused his member to throb, and Yamato was trying his best to hold back.

They were both stubborn, both not wanting to give in.

She reached out to slowly stroke along the underside of his tip while her other hand moves to slowly tease his base and lower still. "Do you give up?" she purred.

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