for my baby @beanxiv
โcome on, please โsuki?โ you whined, using that sickly sweet tone of voice you knew made him crazy. your eyes were wide, looking up at him while fluttering your lashes. all to convince him to let you suck him off.
โshit, y/n. you want it that fucking bad? fuckโ iโmโโ he stuttered in frustration, looking down at his lap.
to say he was hard was an understatement.
the tent in his boxers was prominent. twitching. begging to be let free from the restraint.
he suddenly brought his hands down, thumbs slipping under the white waistband of the fabric that jailed his hard. pulling down just enough for his length to spring up immediately. the flushed pink of his tip alone practically made your mouth water.
โyeah? for real?โ your eyes practically lit up in pure desperation.
โyou want me to change my damn mind?โ he snapped back.
you grinned. wasting no time, you brought your hand to his tip, first. gathering all the precum that had leaked out while you begged before. pumping your hand up and down his shaft.
once.
twice.
three times.
four.
your lips glistened with the saliva that youโd coated them with while you stared. you had never been so excited in your life.
without wasting another minute, you leaned down. immediately taking his flesh between your lips. you started off tame, only with his tip. your tongue flicked slowly, circling his skin.
โfuck, y/n.โ he let out a low groan, wide eyes watching your every moveโ surprised youโd even wanted to do this in the first place. not that he was complaining.
hearing his voice as an encouragement, you softly pulled his tip further between your lips, as you sucked softly, slow and insistent. you tilted your head up to make eye contact with him. you almost smiled at his expression. key word: almost.
you began to shift downwards, taking more of his cock into your mouth. his length was overwhelming in the best way, filling the space of your warm mouth perfectly. your head bobbed up and down, sucking him softly with your brows pulled into a focused knot. you took slow breaths through your nose, relaxing the muscles in your face and focusing on how he tasted, how he felt.
katsuki, on the other hand? he was going mad. eyes blown open from the sensation. the damp, warm pull of your mouth. the soft whimpers youโd let out trying to fit more of him into it. nothing about the scene was innocent, and nothing about what he wanted to do was innocent, either.
you felt his calloused fingers thread through your hair. his touch surprisingly gentle. but you felt the way they twitched every now and then. he was struggling not to have his way with you. not to push your head down for you to take him deeper. not to hear the sound of you struggling to fully accept his length down your throat. he wondered how itโd feel. how tight the fit would be. how warm and how the feeling he had now would change while you sputtered trying to breathe, how your throat would squeeze even more around him.
no. he couldnโt. he had to stop. hurting you was the last thing he wanted. he couldnโt bring himself to hurt the one person whoโd meant so much to him. but god, did he crave the feeling heโd imagined.
almost like you could read his mind, you lifted your head, releasing his tip with a soft pop of your lips. your doe eyed expression didnโt do much to help his aching cock.
โi know you want to, โsuki.โ you mumbled. your voice sweet and sure. the use of that nameโ the name that belonged to you and you onlyโ it only made everything worse.
โโm all yours, you know. ruin me.โ
his eyebrows shot up at your words. hearing them through one ear and feeling how they shot down right to his hard. but he had to control himself. he couldnโt. he couldnโt.
โy/n..โ he groaned. โi canโt. fuck. i canโt.โ he started, but you cut him off.
โyou can. please, katsuki. please iโll be so good..โ you pleaded. begging him to take you for himself. to use you for his own pleasure. you trusted him enough not to hurt you, so you didnโt see the problem at all.
โy/n..โ he repeated. stuttering over his own words before yours got to his head. he fisted the soft locks of your hair, his grip tight and unwavering.
โyou tell me to stop and i stopโ got that?โ he grunted, giving you no time to respond until your mouth was filled with his cock again. the sight was a dirty one. neither of you seemed to mind it, though.
he pushed and pulled your head up and down his length. grunting softly between each time. his breathing had gotten heavier, while you were struggling to breathe on your own.
โsโso good..โ his voice alone was your personal aphrodisiac.
he was deep in your throat. the squeeze allowing him to see stars. every gag, every time your throat tried to close in, he got louder. it was warm. tight. perfect. he wondered if your pussy would feel similar.
he felt a heat building up inside of himself, like a pot beginning to boil.
more.
more.
more.
all until it began to bubble over.
โfuck, y/nโ iโm..โ fuck.. i canโtโโ
his pace quickened. aggressive and unwavering. chasing the very high that was building at its own violent speed. it took about six seconds of it before you felt a hot string oozing down your throat. his length twitching and stuttering in the warmth of your sweet mouth. it was a lot, too. overwhelming in the best way. his grip loosened, but you kept going. head bobbing lightly to let him ride out his high, and afterward? you released his cock from your mouth. a string of saliva connecting your bottom lip to his flushed heat. the sight was lewd. and it only made him harder.
โgood?โ you mumbled, catching your breath. chest heaving, trying to reclaim the air that youโd given to him.
โweโre not done. cmere.โ he said, leaving no room for argument. allowing you to catch your breath before pulling you back up towards him.
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