Please Love Me

i nearly combusted thinking about Enjin and his pretty pretty hands playing with you but never letting you cum 𐔌՞ ܸ.ˬ.ܸ՞𐦯

cw: fem!reader, edging, fingering, teasing

♡ ⸝⸝ enjin quits smoking and gets addicted to your sweet pussy instead ! ❤︎₊ ⊹ cw: nsfw

"can you gimmie just one more?" enjin murmured against your thigh. you whined as he pulled you closer to him. his blonde hair was now down from dedicating multiple hours to being in between your plush thighs. the stupid grin on his face told you that he was far from done.

"you said that last time," you reminded him, but didn't complain when he started trailing kisses down your thigh again. his light kisses coaxed you to spread wider for him. he shifted and inched closer to you.

"i know, but you just taste sooo good baby,” he groaned into your skin. he brushed his nose against your cunt and he inhaled loudly.

"she's perfect," he declared before diving in again for the nth time tonight. you rolled your eyes at him, but gasped as his tongue left rough, deep strokes inside of you, making you squirm. he had a firm grip on your thighs, squishing his head with them so hard you were concerned about his breathing. he was making sure you or him aren’t going anywhere anytime soon.

"so fucking sweet. sure, smoking is great, but have you ever ate your girl out back to back, hours on end? she gets wetter and wetter each time, it's unreal." he rambled to himself. you blinked and realized. in that last sentence, he was talking to your pussy. the idiot. you reached forward and tugged on his hair. he let out a low groan, the vibrations against your thigh made you tug even harder.

enjin kept at it, bullying your poor cunt with his tongue. the deeper and deeper he got, the more your walls fluttered around him. what he said has some truth though, each round, you gushed more and more around his tongue. his face and your thighs were drenched in a mixture of his spit and slick. it was messy, but still, he continued.

"fuck smoking. i'd rather be here, face in between your legs, making you come over and over again. wait, y'know what?"

he pulled away suddenly and you whined from the loss of contact, cunt clenching around nothing.

"enjin..." you propped yourself up on your elbows and looked over at him, frowning.

"i have an even better idea." he grinned at you mischievously.

he got up and laid beside you on the bed.

"come sit on my face pretty."

you had never gotten up or came faster in your life.

bull hybrid enjin loves riding you (bull!enjin x cow!reader)

enjin had you pinned against the mattress like you weighed nothing, your tail twitching nervously under his grip. his horns gleamed in the low light, and his sharp teeth flashed when he smirked down at you. “look at my little cow,” he growled heavy, like it rumbled straight out of his chest. “all soft, all warm, made to take my cock. fuckin’ perfect.”

your ears twitched at the praise, though your cheeks burned when he dragged a hand over your breasts, squeezing until you gasped. milk beaded at your nipples, and enjin let out a filthy laugh before bending down to lap it up. his tongue was hot and rough, his mouth greedy.

“fuck, you taste good,” he muttered, licking over your nipple until you were whimpering. “gonna milk you and breed you till you’re crying for me. you want that, don’t you?”

you nodded, thighs already trembling and he shoved them wider, lining his cock up to your wet cunt. the blunt head pressed against you, too big, stretching you inch by inch as he pushed inside. you cried out, clutching at his shoulders, and he only grinned, eyes sharp. “that’s it, pretty cow. take it. take your bull’s cock nice and deep.”

the stretch burned, overwhelming, but the moment he bottomed out you felt full in a way that made your head spin. he stayed there just long enough to watch your face, to savor the way your body tried to adjust, then he pulled back and slammed into you with a force that rattled the bedframe. “fuck—” you gasped, nails digging into his back.

“shut up and moo for me,” he snarled, hips snapping forward again. “you’re mine to breed. mine to fill. no one else gets to fuck this little cowcunt but me.”

he fucked you rough, deep, each thrust making your breasts bounce, milk spilling onto your stomach. enjin leaned down and bit at your neck, his horns grazing your cheek as he growled into your ear. “gonna fuck a calf into you,” he said, voice dripping with filth. “gonna make you so full of me you won’t even remember what it’s like to be empty.”

you clenched around him, your body betraying you, and he hissed, grabbing your horns to keep you still as he pounded into you harder.

“that’s it, squeeze me,” he groaned. “milk my cock like you were made for it.”

your moans came high and broken, your tail flicking uncontrollably as he forced you closer and closer to the edge. he reached down, pinching your nipple until you screamed, hot liquid spilling down your chest.

“messy little cow,” he taunted. “you like this, huh? like getting ruined by your bull?”

“y-yes,” you sobbed, body shaking under his weight. “please, fill me—need it—”

the plea snapped something in him. enjin’s thrusts grew wild, rut-drunk, all brute strength and no mercy. his cock slammed into you again and again, your body molding to take him. “gonna cum in you,” he growled, biting down on your throat until you whined. “gonna breed you full, keep you dripping with my seed. you want that? want to be nothing but my fucked-out little cow?”

“yes!” you cried, clutching him tighter. “please, breed me—”

he snarled, hips slamming flush against yours as he spilled deep inside, hot and thick. the force of it made you gasp, your cunt milking him, your body trembling as your own orgasm tore through you. he kept rutting into you even as he came, grinding deep, making sure every drop stayed inside. when he finally slowed, he pulled back enough to look down at the mess he’d made. cum spilling out around his cock, milk smeared across your chest, your eyes glassy.

you should’ve never touched his jinki. you were just curious. that sleek, strange umbrella enjin always carried like a badge of honor. it was his and his alone. everyone said it. don’t touch the umbreaker. don’t even look like you’re thinking about it. but there you were, sitting on a bench in the training bay, fingers wrapped around the handle, trying to feel what made it hum like it was alive. and suddenly, you weren’t alone.

you felt him before you saw him. his presence was heavy, magnetic, terrifyingly calm. you looked up, and he was standing there. or more he was towering. golden eyes half-lidded and dark, his coat thrown over one shoulder like he hadn’t even broken a sweat catching you red-handed. he didn’t say anything. he stepped forward until your knees were touching his legs, reached down and took the jinki from your grasp.

that’s when his fingers brushed yours. that’s when he smiled. “you really wanna know what it feels like?”

you didn’t answer, because your mouth was already full. enjin had dropped to his knees in front of you, spread your thighs apart like he owned them and pulled your panties to the side like they were nothing more than packing scraps. his tongue didn’t tease. it devoured. flat and slow at first. one long, filthy drag that made your toes curl. then faster, more focused, his tongue circling your clit like it was the only thing in the world worth worshipping. you whimpered, hips lifting off the bench, but his big hands were already pinning you down by the thighs.

“stay still,” he murmured against your dripping cunt. “you’re not gonna run from this. not after touching what’s mine.”

your hands gripped his shoulders desperately. but enjin was in no rush. he moaned into you like you were a meal he’d been starved for, licking and sucking, his tongue sending shocks of pleasure straight up your spine.

“tastes better than i imagined,” he growled. “and trust me, i imagined it a lot.”

you were too far gone to be shocked. your thighs shook. your back arched. you cried out as the first orgasm slammed through you and enjin didn’t stop. if anything, he grinned.

he carried you like a ragdoll. lifted you into his arms, slammed your back against the nearest wall in the training bay and kissed you with the mess of your own juices still wet on his lips.

“you gonna listen this time?” he asked, his breath ragged. “or do i have to teach you again?”

you barely got out a nod before he was unbuckling his belt with one hand, the other pinning your wrists above your head. and then you saw his cock. thick and so heavy with, veined. so damn hard it looked angry, flushed at the tip and already leaking. you couldn’t even pretend you were ready for it. he noticed the way your breath caught. he felt it.

“scared?” he whispered. you nodded again. “good. you should be.”

then he dragged the tip along your soaked folds. teasing you and stretching you without even pushing in. you squirmed, whined, tried to pull your wrists free, but enjin just chuckled.

“oh no. you started this. you wanted to know what it felt like, remember?”

then he slammed in. your scream echoed through the bay. he didn’t give you time to adjust. his pace was brutal from the start, every thrust a punishing stroke that drove the air from your lungs. your legs wrapped around his waist on instinct, but you couldn’t do anything to ground yourself. he had all the power, and he used it. used you.

“look at you,” he growled, biting down on your shoulder. “you’re takin’ it so fuckin’ well. you were made for this.”

he pulled back and snapped his hips again, harder, deeper, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing louder with each thrust. you cried out, head lolling back, drool slipping from your lips as your body gave out entirely.

“that’s it,” he rasped. “let me break you in.”

somewhere between the second and third orgasm, you stopped remembering your own name. all you knew was him. his hands. his voice. his unforgiving cock that hit your g-spot every time, like he wanted you to go dumb. he fucked you through every wave until you sobbed and begged and clawed at his arms like it would do something.

“too much, enjin—please—!”

“you can take it,” he said, pressing your forehead to his. “you will take it.”

he pulled out to flip you over. he bent you over the same bench where you’d touched his jinki, your face pressed to the wood, your ass up, your legs trembling. then he slid back in so deep you felt him in your stomach and dragged his teeth down your spine to claim every inch.

“see?” he murmured. “this is what happens when you touch what’s mine. i take what’s mine too.”

his hand gripped your hair, the other pressed between your thighs, rubbing your clit with brutal precision. you came harder, faster. a scream ripped from your throat so wrecked it hurt your throat. but he didn’t stop.

you didn’t realize you were crying until he kissed the tears off your cheeks. his thrusts were slower now. each one a slow grind that hit your most sensitive spots until your whole body trembled. his arms wrapped around you, his chest flush to your back.

“that’s my girl. you took it all. good fuckin’ girl.” he whispered lovingly.

you whimpered again, boneless in his hold. then you felt his rhythm falter and you knew he was close.

“i’m gonna fill you up,” he groaned into your ear. “gonna leave you leaking for days, baby. everyone’ll know who fucked you like this.”

you tried to respond, but you only gave him weak moans and mewls and a final sob as he came with a snarl, grinding his hips down so deep it felt like he was pouring every ounce of himself inside you.

you collapsed and he caught you.

you didn’t remember how you ended up wrapped in his coat on the floor, your body still twitching, his hand stroking your thigh like you weren’t absolutely wrecked.

you blinked at him. glowing with the post orgasm glow. he grinned down at you like you were the prettiest mess he’d ever made.

— rich!gojo x reader, rich!sukuna x reader

content includes female reader, modern au, fluff, angst, smut, profanity, alcohol, character deaths, suicides, murder. warning minors do not interact. (i will update tags as i go)

synopsis: you get more than you bargained for when you accept sukuna’s proposal to get back at gojo. you end up in way too deep with seemingly no way out. do you stay with thrilling and dangerous and terrifying, or should you just run back to safety and warmth and comforting arms?

00. better than revenge | 01. the enemy of my enemy is my (boy)friend | 02. barking up the wrong zenin tree | 03. keeping up (fake) appearances | 04. the monument to all your sins | tbc.

𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲 ! 🐚 | #𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵! 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪'𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯.

enjin slips into the room quiet as ever, that familiar smirk tugging at his lips when he catches you sprawled on the bed with a book in hand.

your legs are bare, panties riding low on your hips, and one of his old oversized shirts hanging loose off your shoulder. the fabric clings just enough to show you skipped the bra tonight, nipples faintly pressing against the cotton.

he doesn’t say a word at first, just climbs onto the mattress behind you, his heat radiating against your skin. he slides his warm palms under the hem of the shirt, starting at your belly.

"you're wearing my shirt again," he mumbles, his voice a low vibration against your ear. "you know i love it when you steal my things, but i love it more when you don't wear anything underneath."

you try to focus on your page, but your breath hitches as his fingertips drift higher, tracing the curve of your ribs. "i'm just relaxing, enjin. go away."

"can't do that doll," he chuckles, his hands finally cupping your plush breasts. he gives a low hum of approval, squeezing them firmly before his thumbs start brushing over your nipples. "god, you're so soft. why the hell do you even wear a bra? you should just stay like this for me every night."

he pinches your nipples gently, rolling them between his fingers until you're arching your back into him, the book completely forgotten. "stop it," you moan, though you're leaning back into his chest. "you're such a menace."

"a menace who knows exactly how to make you leak," he whispers, giving your breasts one last hard squeeze that makes you gasp.

as you turn around to give him a playful swat, he just beams at you. "oh come on doll, dont be mad! you can touch my titties too" he says with that dumbass grin, already yanking his shirt off over his head and tossing it aside, fully tattooed chest on full display as he waits for your hands.

god, he's an idiot.

2026 ── 𝓦𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐎𝐅 @atelphobist 𝜗ৎ

The first mistake Semiu made was mentioning your name. The second mistake was mentioning a girls night. Enjin meanwhile had only wanted someone to drink with.

“C’mon,” he complained, leaning against her desk. “Everyone else’s busy. You’re supposed to be my backup plan.”

Semiu looked up from cleaning her glasses and deadpanned, “I’m honored.”

“You should be.”

“You say that every time.”

“Because it’s true every time.” she rolled her eyes as Enjin continued. “You comin’ or not?”

“No.”

“No?”

“I already have plans.”

Enjin frowned. “With who?”

Semiu didn’t even look up as she mentioned. And the moment she said your name Enjin straightened, “Well, well, well.”

Semiu immediately regretted opening her mouth. “Well, well, well?”

“Well, well, well nothing.”

“That’s never nothing.”

“What kinda plans?” Enjin crossed his arms and squinted at her.

“Why do you care?”

“I don’t.”

“You absolutely do.”

“I don’t.”

“You’ve a crush on her,” Semiu accused.

“I don’t.” . . .he absolutely did.

“You stared at her for ten minutes yesterday because she tucked her hair behind her ear.” Enjin looked absolutely horrified. “You literally said, ‘wow, she tucked her hair behind her ear,’” she continued mercilessly.

“That’s not the point,” he gestured at nothing with a blush.

“Sure.”

“What are you doing together?”

Semiu smiled that evil little smile she for sure learned from Rudo. Enjin should’ve been warned by that. Still listened. “We’re going to an onsen and have a drink or two.”

Enjin’s entire body locked up. You in an onsen. Maybe wearing a cute bathing suit or going completely naked… yeah. No. Shut up brain. “Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“An onsen.”

“Mmhm.”

“Together.”

“That’s generally how plans work.”

Enjin’s eye twitched. He was jealous, because he wanted to go to an onsen with you too. Semiu watched Enjin’s expression turning from surprised to giddy to jealous and back. Hilarious.

“Y’know,” she continued casually, “We’ll probably spend hours there.”

“Hours?”

“Oh yes.”

Enjin looked like he had been attacked. “Doing what?”

Semiu pretended to think. “Well. Relaxing.”

“Okay.”

“Talking.”

“Okay.”

“Complimenting each other.”

“Why’d you do that?”

“Girls do that.”

“No they don’t.”

No one knew women apparently better than him. Sure. Semiu looked him dead in the eye. “Sometimes we brush each other’s hair.”

Enjin nearly choked. “You don’t!”

“We absolutely do.”

“Y’re making things up.”

“We also share beauty products.”

“Semiu.”

“And sometimes we sit really close together and discuss our feelings.”

“Semiu.”

She finally lost the battle against laughter. The expression on his face was priceless. He looked like a man watching his entire future collapse.

“Are you seriously telling me you’re going to spend the whole day acting like some romance novel?”

“Maybe.”

Enjin groaned dramatically and dragged a hand down his face. “This is torture.”

“You did this to yourself.”

“I didn’t do anything.”

“You fell in love.”

“I’m not in love.”

Semiu barked out a laugh. “Right.”

Before Enjin could argue further she stood up and put her glasses on. “Anyway I should go.”

“Wait.”

“What?”

“What are you actually going to talk about?”

Semiu considered leaving him to suffer, then she decided one final jab wouldn’t hurt. “Oh.” her grin returned. “We were probably going to discuss whether Gris or you suits her better.”

Enjin blinked so slowly Semiu was worried he might had a stroke. “What?” he whispered.

“Interesting topic, right?”

“Gris?”

“Maybe.”

“Why’s Gris involved?”

“That’s for us to decide.”

“Semiu.”

“Bye Enjin.”

“Semiu!”

She started walking away and Enjin hurried after her. He got no fucks to give if he looked pathetic.

“Who’s winning?”

“Not telling you.”

“Semiu!”

“Maybe Gris.”

“Semiu!”

“Maybe you.”

“Semiu!”

“Depends on your behavior.”

Enjin looked seconds away from collapsing. He couldn’t lose you to Gris. Or someone else. His poor heart. “Please?”

“No.”

“Please.”

“No.”

“Just one hint.”

Semiu laughed as she disappeared around the corner. “Good luck.”

And just like that she was gone. Leaving poor Enjin alone who was miserable now. Also he obsessively wondered now if you preferred him or Gris.

By the time evening arrived, he had somehow convinced himself that there was an official scorecard involved…. Which was exactly the reaction Semiu had hoped for.

Cards on the table. Gris was never part of the conversation, because you were also in love with Enjin. But Semiu found he didn’t need to know that, considered his little late nights shenanigans. They had stopped yes, but Semiu was a good friend who didn’t want you to get hurt.

In conclusion: she told Enjin some bullshit so he’d finally fight for you.

You sigh in relief as you feel the warm water washes over your skin as you sink into the tub. 

“Fuck this is just what I needed” you say, closing your eyes as you feel the water melting all of the stress of the day away. You stretch to work out all the kinks in your muscles.

“Geez love you couldn’t even bother waiting for me?”  you hear a lazy voice from the bathroom entrance.

You open your eyes to see Enjin hovering in the doorway naked. Just seeing his tall slim frame has butterflies fluttering in your stomach.

“Don’t be a stranger, come join me in the bath” you say moving in the tube to make room for him.

Enjin eases into the tub with a yelp “Jesus woman why is the water temperature on hell!?!? Are you trying to kill me by boiling me alive?”

“Pretty sure those cancer sticks of yours will get you first, or did you not think I would notice what’s in your hand?” you inquire with a quirk of your brow. 

He gives you a grin while he lights the cigarette between his slender fingers.

“Reallly Enjin while in the bath? And you’re sure you’re not addicted?” you ask.

“Not at all babe I can quit anytime” he says as the hazy smoke fills his lungs. “Come closer to me” he says as he pulls you close with one arm, your back against his chest.

“Enjin we have to make this quick I don’t want to get pruny like last time” you whine.

“Just let me enjoy this time with you love, you know how much I enjoy our alone time” he says as he exhales the smoke out his lungs making sure to blow the smoke away from your face.

You decide to make the most of this time. You  turn to gently start to massage his hair taking your time to softly rake your nails against his scalp paying special attention to his undercut and being careful around his scar. You know the scar doesn’t hurt him anymore but you take care to not irritate the delicate skin. You begin to detangle the blonde locks that have matted from the dirt and grime from the latest fight with the trash beasts. He sighs in appreciation from the tender loving care that you’re showing him. He relishes in this attention when he can finally just relax and be. 

He closes his eyes and you can’t help but admire him at times like this. When he’s not the leader of the Akuta and leading you all into battle against trash beasts or raiders. When he’s just Enjin. You treasure these small moments with him knowing each one is a blessing in the Abyss and that anytime this could be ripped away from you. You break away from him and get lost in those golden eyes as he stares off into space. Your eyes wander lower to see water trickling down his blackout tattoos, down his chest, right down to the blonde happy trail leading below the water.

“See something you like sweetheart?” Enjin teases with a cocky grin on his face.

You feel your face heat up from being caught shamelessly ogling him. You look at him shyly, “Always when I’m looking at you”

He smirks and puts out his cigarette on the side of the tub. He makes a come hither motion with his finger. You scoot closer to him and he leans in. Your lips meet and all you feel are fireworks. Everything just feels right. The kiss starts off soft with small pecks and your lips moving gently against each other until Enjin swipes his tongue on your bottom lip and when you open up things change. The kiss becomes desperate. Your tongues dance to a rhythm only known between the two of you and you can’t help but, moan at the taste of him. A taste of tobacco and a hint of sweetness from the desserts you both ate earlier. The taste just so Enjin. 

You move even closer to him to sit on his lap. You immediately feel how hard he is and grind down. A low groan escapes his throat and he grabs onto your hips. You feel your cunt start to ache and your hole clench around nothing at the alluring sound. The kiss breaks apart, a string of saliva connecting you two together. He begins to pepper kisses on the side of your neck, biting down on your pulse point being sure to leave a mark to make sure everyone at HQ knows who you belong to. At this point you can feel how wet you are and move your messy folds along his length.

“How about we move this to the bedroom love?” Enjin says while looking at you with half lidded eyes.

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You lay against the satin sheets while Enjin settles between your legs. The setting sun paints the room with a golden glow.

“I’ve been thinking about this sweet pussy all day” he sighs as he swipes a finger through your wet folds.

“Shit baby is all of this for me?” he says as he pulls a finger away that’s now glistening with your slick. 

“Always for you, only for you” you say in a daze. 

“Damn right it is” he states as he finally licks a stripe along your cunt and you release a loud moan of his name that you’re sure the whole compound can hear. 

“That’s right baby let them know who you belong to” he says as he swipes his tongue over your puffy clit. Taking his time to draw small circles while he prods your entrance with a finger.

“Enjin please don’t tease me” you whine as you grind your cunt against his face trying to push his finger inside.

Enjin decides to have mercy on you and slowly inserts his finger immediately curling it and hitting your sweet spot. He works his magic on your clit and it feels like sparks dancing across your skin. You thank God that not only did you find a man that loves to eat pussy but, one that’s good at it too. He begins to swirl his tongue around your clit as he inserts another finger. You can feel your peak coming and it doesn’t take long before you’re cumming on his tongue and clenching down on his fingers.

“God you’re so beautiful when you cum” he says looking up at you with a lustful smile.

“Let me return the favor Enjin” you drunkenly say.

You two switch positions and Enjin lays against the sheets. You begin by placing small kisses along his inner thighs working your way up to the head of his cock, licking the bead of pre gathered at the dusty rose tip making Enjin release a husky groan. You slowly lick from base to tip, paying attention to swirl your tongue around the head. 

“Baby please” he begs. You slowly lower your warm mouth down his length, taking the time to suck in your cheeks as you begin to bob your head up and down. 

“Fuck your mouth is perfect” Enjin whimpers.  

He may not have the most girth but what he lacks in girth he makes up for in length. You take your time, swallowing more each time you suck until your nose is pressed up against his blonde pubes. You gag around his length and tears begin to form at the corners of your eyes. You look up and you know it’s worth it with the view you have. His messy blonde locs are scattered all over his head. He has his head thrown back, his mouth a perfect O as lewd moans escapes his lips. A flush paints his cheeks and a sheen of sweat glistens along his skin that makes it look like he’s glowing.

He feels like he’s in heaven with your warm wet mouth wrapped around his cock. He makes eye contact with you and the eye contact heightens the pleasure even more. He feels a tingle in his balls and he knows he’s close.

“Shit not yet love” he whispers as he eases your mouth off of him.

He gently lays you back on the bed and hovers over you as he lines his tip with your entrance. He slowly eases in and the stretch feels euphoric.

“Enjin” you whine as you suddenly feel full.

“Don’t worry I got you, just hang on to me” he says through clenched teeth trying his best to allow you to get used to his size. You wrap your arms around his neck and he starts to pick up his pace, plap plap plap sounds start to fill the room.

“Fuck so tight, and wet, and divine” he groans as he peppers soft petal like kisses all over your face. He takes the time to pinch and twist your nipples sending ripples of pleasure throughout your body. You feel your peak coming again and when it hits it hits hard. Your legs begin to tremble and shake as waves of pleasure wash over you. You wrap your legs around the small of his back to try to ground yourself.

“Enjin I can’t-“ you slur as he pounds into you, thrusts unrelenting as he chases his release. Ramming into that spongy spot over and over again driving you over the edge yet again. Tears cling to your lashes as he pushes you to the point of over stimulation and all of a sudden you feel overwhelming pleasure and a rush of liquid escape you and splash right onto Enjin’s pelvis.

“Fuck baby just hold on a little longer, shit- I’m almost there” he says as his thrusts become sloppy. He feels his balls tighten and ruts into you one more time, reaching his peak, warm spurts of cum painting your walls white.

You cling onto him, the only anchor keeping you grounded to reality in your haze of pleasure. He places his forehead against yours and you both stare into each others eyes, a look of love being shared between you two that words can never convey. He smiles and looks down to where you two are joined.

“We really made a mess” he says as he slides out of you with a hiss. He takes the time to kiss your temple and massage your inner thighs to soothe the tension away, “You relax here love, I’ll go run us another bath”.