TwistedAngelX~X

''S-Stop...'' he muttered, looking around, making sure no one was watching you. Because if someone were watching you, he'd die on the spot. But the thought of it made him even harder.

''Or else what?'' That teasing grin on your face was what kept him going. "You know the safe word. Use it.''

He was quiet. Biting down on his lower lip to silence himself. You knew what that meant. You chuckled to yourself, rubbing your shoe against his crotch in circles. ''That's what I thought." You whispered. And just when he was about to cream his pants, when he let a whimper slip, hand falling from his chin to grip at the table, you removed your foot.

''Wh-Why?"

"It's so much fun teasing you.'' You whispered, shutting your laptop, telling him it was time to leave. And he couldn't have been happier. His eyes lit up and he got on his feet immediately, grabbing your stuff and heading to the car as you walked after him, laughing. He was such a cutie.

And as soon as you two got home, your teasing continued. Making your way to the bedroom, while making out, was the way you go. And as soon as you arrived, you pushed him onto the bed, pulling down his pants alongside his soaked underwear, making his rock hard dick slap against his stomach. Of course, you wouldn't forget tying his hands up above his head.

''Be a good boy.'' You knew how handsy he could get, big hands roaming all over your body.

''I promise I'll be good...'' he whimpered, hands balled into fists over his head where you had tied his hands to the headboard. He was shaking even though you two hadn't really started. You straddled him, pressing soft kisses to his face, wandering to his neck while unbuttoning his shirt slowly, making him whine once again.

He was so sensitive. Maybe because he knew what awaited him. As you pressed soft kisses to his skin, hands managing to unbutton his shirt and sliding one hand towards one of his pecs without even blinking first, squeezing it softly. His breath hitched, and he bit down on his lower lip, squeezing his eyes shut.

"You doing okay, Ken-Ken?''

He nodded, somewhat hesitant and you could only smile, pressing soft kisses to his face, wandering down to his neck to leave marks. Your hand fondling with his pec averted its attention to his nipple now, pinching it softly. He tried to stay quiet, but his facade crumbled when you wrapped your lips around the other nipple.

His back arched off the bed subtly, neglected dick twitching against his stomach. You latched onto his nipple, nibbling on it before letting go of it, letting string of saliva connect your lips with him.

"Do you like me touching you like this?''

Your hand started wandering again, this time heading for the spot he needed you to touch most. His dick was aching, throbbing, tip coloured and angry red as it continued leaking precum. And what did he do? Nod. That was the only thing he could do right now.

You let out a little giggle, pushing your panties to the side before sitting right on top of his dick, rubbing your fold against him. He winced opening his eyes to look at you. And he looked so pretty, eyes glazed with tears, lower lip trembling, looking at you with an expression that screamed ''why are you doing this to me?''. He was the absolute cutest.

You pressed a kiss to his trembling lips, grinding down on him. And he let out a whisper, letting you know he was right where you wanted him to be. And he couldn't be happier. Other men would take you trying to take control of them as a direct insult. Blatant disrespect.

But not Nanami Kento.

He would subject himself to you until you were satisfied. Sacrifice his pleasure and his self respect for you. No matter how embarrassing the situation was. He'd do anything for you.

"Come on, speak up." You muttered against his neck, biting into it softly before soothing the stinging sensation with your tongue. Intending to leave marks all over him.

''I-" he whimpered, "I l-like it..."

''How much?''

Everything you whispered against his neck, a jolt of electricity ran down his spine, setting his whole body on fire. And he was close to coming. Incredibly close. With you rubbing against his length, the slick of your fold coating his leaking dick, having an orgasm was inevitable.

''Honey, I-" he couldn't even finish his sentence. A whine ripped through him, interrupting his thoughts and the words coming out of his mouth.

''You're about to come, huh?'' You chuckled at how red his face turned when you pointed it out. Stopping your hips from moving against him, you got off of his lap, leaning over to your nightstand, grabbing some lube you had bought a few days ago.

''Are you ready?'' You were so excited, pushing his legs up to his chest. ''Keep them there.'' And he did, leaving himself exposed for you. Completely at your mercy.

You lubed up a finger, pressing a finger to his rim. He gasped, tensing up. And when you told him to relax, he took a deep breath. Then he nodded, motioning for you to push it in. He was ready.

When you did push it in, he sucked in a breath, trying not to tense up again. ''Are you okay?'' You asked as soon as you bottomed out. "You're so tight.'' Obviously. He clenched around your finger, letting out a breathy whine. Waiting for a few moments, you gave him some time to adjust to the new sensation.

It felt weird.

Weird in a good way.

He squeezed his eyes shut, taking a few deep breaths. Suddenly, you curled your finger up inside him, grazing his prostate. And it felt so good he let a whine slip.

''What was that?'' You teased, starting to move inside him. Slowly and gradually easing your way into him. The sound of him choking on his own moans as you tickled his prostate was like music to your ears. The sounds went straight to your core, making you squeeze your legs. While debating on adding another finger, you grabbed his weeping dick, stroking it slowly.

Finally, you did it. You pushed in another finger, gently, making sure not to hurt him. The stretch stung at first but after getting used to it, you could curl your fingers again. This time, he let out a loud moaning as you started curling your fingers alongside you stroking his dick simultaneously.

And he couldn't hide his face, hold his mouth shut or try pushing you off him in embarrassment. With his arms still tied above his head he was defenceless. At your mercy. He couldn't pull away even if he wanted to. And to be very honest, he didn't. He didn't want to. Sparks of electricity ran down his body. He felt sensations hs had never felt before. And he was so loud. So vocal. Making sure you knew exactly what you were doing to him.

The second you leaned down, lips wrapping around his angry red tip, he was done for. One gasp later, he came so hard he could have sworn his vision went white for a second. His toes curled, his eyes rolled into the back of his neck, his teeth dug into his bottom lip as drool dripped down his chin.

He was a mess.

And you didn't stop there.

You bobbed your head softly, continuing to finger him while your hand stroked the part of his dick you couldn't fit into your mouth. He mewled letting out little whimpers. Tossing and turning, shaking and twitching on the bed as he called out your name. He was so sensitive. But you wanted- No. You needed him to come again.

And not even a few moments later he came, letting out a high-pitched whine this time, tears running down his red face. He had been such a good boy.

You pulled your fingers out of him slowly, watching him whimper before you decided to untie him. His arms rested at his sides, and he looked totally spent, his hair sticking to his forehead, glazed in sweat.

You rushed to the bathroom, getting a towel to clean him up while whispering sweet nothings into his ear. ''You were so good for me, Ken. Such a good boy.'' You pressed soft kisses to the entirety of his body.

"Oh lord," Nanami whispered more to himself, gaining his composure again. He sat up in bed when you were done cleaning him up and heading to the bathroom to put all the dirty laundry in the washing machine. "My legs are shaking..."

He propped himself up, trying to walk after you, but fell right back into bed. "Weird," he thought to himself. There was no way two fingers could take away his ability to walk. He shrugged it off, deciding to just get some rest; it was probably because he was spent.

And when you came back to bed, you tucked him in like the good boy he was.

The next day, you woke up to the bed dipping before you could feel Nanami hover over you. But you were tired and refused to open your eyes. It was early in the morning and you were pretty sure he had to go to work in a bit. "Ken, what-" He pressed soft kisses to your neck, hands on your waist. "Aren't you going to get ready for work?"

''I called in sick today.''mumbling into the crook of your neck, nose tickling you, he bit you softly, hand wandering down your body. ''I thought I'd repay you fir last night.''

And you smiled from ear to ear. How lucky you were to have gotten a partner like him. He sucked marks into your neck, letting his hand wander right into your panties.

Oh, this was going to be a long day.

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