edging megumi until he goes dumb.
megumi looked completely wrecked—eyes crossed, mouth hanging open, drool dripping down his chin to mix with yours. his whole body was shaking, his toes curled, and he was leaking pre-cum all over your tongue as you kissed his tip. he looked like he was about to pass out. "i–i'm so close—nnnfh baby, i'm—" megumi whimpered, as you continued to relentlessly kiss and lick all over his plush tip, ignoring his pleas to cum.
"you're what? not so fast." you push his thighs further apart, looking up at your fucked out boyfriend, pulling away from his swollen, girthy cock, refusing his release, "baby! mmfh please so close.. so fucking–" he moans out, trying to push your head back down towards his now neglected cock, with shaky hands. "not yet gumi, i'll suck when i want to again." you refuse his begging, but fuck it's so hard to resist your boyfriend when he's like this, all needy and begging for his release.
"please! i can't take it anymore." megumi whimpers again, his hands still resting in your hair. trying to push your head back down weakly, "fine, fine." you roll your eyes, though not so lucky for him you take only the tip of his girth, back into your mouth. sucking gently. practically making out with his swollen plush tip, "fuck! fuck! baby baby! please i'm so nnn c–close–!" you can feel him throbbing painfully in your mouth, his pre-cum pooling all over your tongue, you pull back in time just before he was about to hit his orgasm.
"nnfh mmmf.... nngh aah..." are the only sounds that come out of megumi's mouth, when you pull away again. he needs to cum so bad, what did he do to deserve not to? he's been good, his hands weakly tangle in your hair, gripping onto your soft stands for dear life, trying to find something to balance him properly, "you okay gumi?" he scoffs audibly like it's the most stupid thing you've said all day. "no... my dick hurts i need to cum." you smile smugly, your hand rising down to grasp his shaft into your hand, stroking slowly, "this better?" you tease, knowing damn well your hand is moving at a turtle pace.
"no... do better." you roll your eyes, your hand moves at a more faster pace, trying to draw out those beautiful sounds your boyfriend always makes when he's not in control, "nnnnf... mnn don't stop—!" his head falls back against the headboard, revealing his pretty neck, you lick your lips at the sight, your hand covered in his pre-cum leaking all over your finger tips, "let me cum–! aah... please baby i'll be so good f'you–" he pauses, letting out a deep groan, "i'll do whatever you want! just fuck... please, please, let me cum."
you can't resist anymore, fuck his begging is so beautiful, you don't say anything before you bring your head down back between his thighs, lowering your head slowly, pushing his thighs apart even more before taking his girth back into the heat of your mouth, you hollow your cheeks sucking gently, your hands stroking what can't fit in your mouth, "nnnngh—! don't stop–!" his fingers weakly tug at your hair, his hips buck involuntary hitting the back of your throat slowly, you gag at the intrusion in your throat.
"aah... fuck... so... nnfh... mmf..." you couldn't even register what he was saying anymore, he was blabbering nonsense at this point, his mind blank, the only problem he has right now is not being able to cum, which this is exactly what you wanted to happen, he's just been too stressed out lately, blaming himself for any small inconvenience, he hates being so misunderstood, he hates his overthinking, and as if right now. none of those things exist to bother him, his mind is solely only focused on the way how warm, and wet your mouth feels around his girth.
"i'm so close–! aah!" he moans out, holding your head in place. his hips bucking, like he's actually trying to get in the back of your throat, you gag around his shaft, choking but that doesn't stop you from hollowing your cheeks further, your hands rise down between his thighs massaging them gently, you look up at your boyfriend and god he's so pretty, his soft spikes sticking to his forehead, from his sweat, his lips slightly parted, drool dripping down, his hands tangled all in your hair.
he's such a beautiful mess, and it was all done by you, your beautiful mess. you tap his thigh a few times signaling you need to pull back for some air, "i'm sorry... baby i'm... so fuck... so close..." you almost feel bad from the way he's begging, "shh i've got you." your hand moves from his thigh, back towards his swollen shaft, stroking at a fast pace, leaving megumi into a moaning mess, his hips buck violently into your palm, "fuck–! i—" he can't even form words anymore, his mouth ajar head tipped back against the headboard, cock throbbing painfully into your palm.
"cum f'me." you whisper, urging him on. he whimpers hips bucking more forcefully into your palm his orgasm crashes over him at just those simple words. his mind going blank, vision flashing white from the force of it, your face painted white in his release, his mouth his hanging open, you keep stroking your hand up and down, his swollen girth until you feel him go limp. "you okay?" you breath out, trying to focus on anything but how hot his panting his, his whimpers are so breathless, it's intoxicating. "y—yeah." his voice his hoarse, out of breath. shaky, and if that doesn't turn you on even more.
"sorry... i kind of made a mess on your face." he says sheepishly, you smile, finding his apology adorable, "don't apologize, i asked for it." he smiles, running his hands through your hair soothingly, his head tips back against the headboard again, his body limp, but relaxed, his mind blank besides the thoughts of you. he looks peaceful for once in his life, a rare sighting for megumi.
you're definitely refusing his release again next time if this is what you're rewarded to.
