omi + size kink
tw bulge
“Relax,” he mumbles, pushing down on your back as you arch to the best of your ability, trying not to dig your nails into your own palm too hard.
“Tryin’, Omi,” you respond, taking another deep breath as the head of his cock finally slips past that ring of muscle inside the warmth of your cunny, and you shake on your knees at the perfect stretch it gives you. Painfully tight, but dragging you closer to your end anyway. “Oh fuck, ohfuckfuckfuck, Kiyoomi. You’re so -ah- big.” He pushes in more each time you take a breath, one hand between your shoulder blades and another gripping your hips enough to make it ache. “Feels s’good.”
He doesn’t really respond, but the twitch of his cock and the eager roll of his hips is enough a reply. Pushing deeper until he finally bottoms out and you feel your tummy stretch to accommodate him, bulging. Omi only brings his hand around to run his fingers over it, letting out a little chuckle. “Look at you taking me so well. Does it feel good to take a cock too big for you, hm?” And you think you devolve into a whined sting of agreements, you can’t think right when he pulls back to thrust back in, fucking you stupid with a few simple moves.
