#sub uryu

Amused with the response, you play with his sensitive chest, relishing in the way he even arches it towards you. The hand on his cock feels precum drip onto the sheets, and soon Uryu’s volume slightly increases. Having hardly ever felt this sort of treatment, he seems to be reaching his orgasms quicker.

“Pl-ahh, mm!” Interrupting himself, Uryu swallows his words with his moans, and continues jerking his hips into your hand. He’s becoming so desperate from every orgasm you deny, he feels like his mind’s going to blow.

“What was that, Uryu? Were you going to say something, like beg me?” You ask teasingly, a dangerous smirk looking up at him.

“No, no-ngh, ah!” To this, he shakes his head. Never will he go so far, as begging you, a damned Soul Reaper. Though, letting you tie him and toy around with his body like this, did mean he’s gone pretty far.

That doesn’t matter now, though. All that does is the fact that he needs to cum right now! Uryu’s whole body is surging with heat, and his moans are out of control. Fuck, he might just beg yo-no. He won’t.

Just when he reaches his high, you quickly pull your hand away. You laugh loudly at the pathetic man jerking his hips into the air. Uryu digs his head further into sheets, silently crying at the feeling of being denied for the nth time. You return to toying with his chest, and slightly hear mumbles of pleas. Looks like you’ll still have to push him harder.

“Begging doesn’t sound too bad, dear Quincy…”