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kinktober day 31 - face fucking w tzuyu

tzuyu looks kind, small and shy. but in bed, the last thing she is is small, or shy. she’s kind, sometimes, but whether in sub or dom space, or in none at all, even when she just wants you, she’s rough, quick and way too confident in her size, or in this case, the size of her favorite toys.

she has a favorite of course, the glittery six inch dildo. the seven inch, makes your eyes tear up and it makes you stutter for a second. but this one, it drags out sobs and just makes you her cute little dummy, its just the right length, just the right circumference, it tickles all your limits no matter when. it’s what she uses on special occasions, when you’re specially good for her. but god, does she love to watch it down your throat.

today was one of those days, where you wait patiently for her to get home, sitting pretty on your big, fluffy bed. there’s always some sort of kissing involved, sometimes shorter, this time definitely not. she’s been dying to come home to you, and for you to receive her like this makes her non existent boner come to life.

so the kiss is hot, desperate, hungry, as she tangles her hands in your hair and the other hooks to your neck. tzuyu tries to get closer to you, but with both chests already bumping together it’s nearly impossible. it goes on for a couple minutes, but she remembers all the other things she can do to you, and tries to quickly break away, as if time were to run out.

tzuyu’s quickly maneuvered her way into the harness, knowing it like the palm of her hand, like it was a part of her. “lay down for me, pretty” you already know how, with your head hanging off the edge of the bed, the zipper of your hoodie low enough for your tits to sit leveled, buds already erect with just the thought of her next actions.

she takes it so slow tho, caressing your face and your throat before rubbing the tip of her cock against your lips, awaiting the moment you use them to envelop it. when you do, the mere sight sends shocks to her pussy, almost as if she could feel through the plastic. she loves the way you hum against it, the way she can see it in your throat whenever she thrusts forward, of course, slow and delicate.

it doesn’t take her long to notice the wet patch on your underwear. “aw” she tuts, the entirety of the toy in your mouth. “you wanna get off like this princess?” you can’t nod, just murmur affirmation noises around her cock and hook your hands on her ass to feel her closer.