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[sockswithsog]

“Yes Captain.”

I had fun writing the first one i apologize if C-url is OOC 😓

This definitely wasn’t appropriate, everything about it. The age difference, the power dynamic, and he was probably never going to ever be interested in you. His role is too important, and he’s your mentor, he was more important things to do on top of having to teach you. You were most likely the last thing on his mind.

But that didn’t stop you from enjoying the long contact, playing dumb so he speaks to you more, the way he asks for confirmation that you’ve understood what he said. God he was sexy, before he was just some normal guy who was supposed to be teaching you a little more about the job on a relatively easy task. You had gotten along with everyone else except Jimmy, he reeked of envy and it was off putting to you, but you weren’t worried about making friends, this was a learning opportunity and you know that. So why have you found yourself so into your mentor, but you couldn’t help it.

You found yourself in front of the control panel with Curly, going over basic controls, he’s reminding you what does what and how it does it, but you’re not paying attention to what he’s saying. You’re focusing on the tone of his voice, how he sounds when he’s teaching you things you’ve asked him to re-explain several times, and the aching between your legs. The same ache that urged you to stand closer and talk sweeter. It was almost unintentional, you just hoped he couldn’t differentiate the difference in your behavior.

After he finished his explanation you two move to something new, you notice he’s more tired than usual, seeming to be more tense.

“Are you okay Captain?”

You had no idea how it made him feel when you called him that, he tenses at the question, letting out a sign before he answers.

“It’s just… a lot going on right now.. I don’t know I don’t want to stress you out.”

“You don’t have to tell me about it, is there anything I can do for you Captain?”

He smiled a little, you lifted his spirits enough to make him look up to you when he speaks now, not at the screen nor the panel.

“You know you can call me Curly right?”

“I like Captain a little better, feels more… official”

He chuckles a little at that, amused by your response, and your unconscious submission in this dynamic, Curly had been aware you were into him, but he figured it was purely because of him being your superior, but the way you’re looking at him and the way you’re acting tells him otherwise.

“That’s cute kid, but I don’t think there’s anything either of us can do, it feels nice having someone to talk to about this though. Thank you [name]”

“I could massage your shoulders…you look a little tense.” You realize half way through how straightforward that must’ve sounded, you hope he wouldn’t notice you obviously attempt just to get your hands on him. The way your confidence fleets mod sentence makes him laugh, he decides to humor you.

“Yeah, hell why not. It couldn’t make things worse”

He chuckles a little more before he leans back a little in his chair, watching you sit up to move behind him. Your hands meet his broad shoulders, you feel a rush of confidence as you slide your hand under the top of his jumpsuit to imply you wanted it off, and he obliges. Now the only thing that separated you from his bare skin was this stupid company tee shirt, but it would do for now. You push into his shoulders, up and down his neck, pressing your thumbs along his spine. He’s groaning a little and god does he sound good, you imagine if that’s how he would sound when he was being pleased in a different way too.

“Can you take this off..?”

You don’t fucking THINK before you speak, and your inside thought came out as an actual request, luckily he chuckled more before swiftly sliding it off, how only sporting the rest of his jump suit, and whatever is under it, around his waist. You continue on for a couple more minutes before he speaks,

“[name]?”

“Yes Captain?”

“Why are you doing this?”

The question makes you think twice about what he just said, but you’ve settled on an answer you knew he’d like.

“Just to make you feel good”

He pauses, breathing a little heaving, you just now notice the grip he has on his own thighs, seeming to hold back.

“…You know what would really make me feel good?”

“Yes Captain?”

“Get on your knees.”

“Yes Captain.”

You get down on your knees in front of him, barely controlling the feeling between your legs, he slowly pulls down the rest of his jump suit, watching your face for any signs of hesitation but there was none. He let his clothes pool at the bottom of his boots.

You’re ready, you’ve been ready, you can feel yourself salivating at this situation. He looks just as satisfied about the predicament you too are in as he pulls himself out of his boxers. He’s already hard, letting you know exactly how he feels about this, letting you know that he feels the same as you do.

Your hand takes the place of his holding his shaft, immediately you kiss from the tip to the base, testing the water. He urged you to continue by placing his big hand on the back of your scalp, running his hands through your hair to your roots, getting a sturdy grip on your head. You love it, and just when it couldn’t get any better, he starts speaking to you.

“Hmmn…you look so good, keep going, don’t you wanna make me feel good?” He’s on the verge of moaning while speaking to you, he almost sounded pathetic and desperate, you didn’t mind. It was sexy, and it turned you on too. You take him into your mouth, hoping he’d say more, and he does.

“This is.. what you were wanting right… mmfh shit..”

He starts pushing your head down, making you take more into your mouth, you’re letting drool pool down his shaft while you try not to gag. Even now, this was totally worth it, and he seems to think so too. His head is tilted back and the hand that isn’t in your hair is gripping the ledge of the panel, and he’s mumbling about how good it feels. Experimentally you try to cup him, massaging with your hand while the other rides up to his sides, lightly rubbing the extra flesh on his stomach and settling your grip on his hip.

After a couple minutes of said “experiment” you feel his hips twitching and his sack starting to tense in your hand. Then he suddenly pulls you up, off, and against him

“Not yet, just a little longer..”

He starts kissing your neck up to your ear and then down to your shoulder, leaving marks that get darker as he goes lower. He reaches the collar of your shirt and decides it’s in his way.

“Take all of this off.” He gestured to your clothes.

“Yes Captain.”

You fling your shirt to the other side of the room, and he continues kissing down toward your bra, this time he doesn’t ask and reaches back to unclip it. It falls down your arms and Curly reaches his hands up to cup your chest, lightly massaging them in his hands, similar to what you were doing to him prior.

“You’re so beautiful, you have no idea how tempting you are… you mouth feels better than it looks.”

He continues with these praises, moving his hands up and down your figure, using his hands to map out every part of you. He moves both his hands to your ass, squeezing before slightly lowering them more.

“Jump for me.”

You do and he lifts you from the back of your thighs and you instinctively wrap your legs around his waist, letting his carry you to the nearest clear spot on wall, pinning you against it. Once he’d settled you against the wall he holds you up with his arm around you waist, using the other hand to position himself against your entrance and push in.

You both groan, to you he felt bigger from the inside, and for him this felt way better than your mouth. For a few moments he kept you still, moving hand other hand back to support you from below, then he started moving, every thrust hitting that same spot inside you. His head settles in the crook of your neck, and he’s groaning and breathing in your scent. You’re watching his arms flex while holding you up and moving you on him.

He keeps hitting their spot inside you that you didn’t even know existed, your moans turn into pleads for him to continue,

“Mmn..Curly…please, don’t stop.”

It was quiet but he still heard you, and he loved it. He couldn’t remember if he’s even heard you say his name before, you always addressed him as “Captain” and he never minded that, but the way you said his name gave him goosebumps. You started to see sweat start to accumulate on his back, he seemed to be getting tired of the position.

“Fuck…”

He pulls out and sets you down before grabbing your hip in one hand and bending your back with the other, you brace your hands against the wall while he moves to push himself back into you again. Once he’s in he grabs both of your hips and slamming into you immediately, the forcefulness made you lose balance but his hands keep you steady, you feet end up dragging as he holds you up, using you like a rag doll. The collision of your skin echoed into the large room, the sound drags you into the reality of the situation, thinking about it while Curly continues to use your body makes you finish fast, and very hard. He can feel you contracting around him and soon after his thrusts become frantic and uneven, before he pulls out, finishing against your back. He keeps one hand on you hip the whole time to steady you.

He uses his tip to rub the cum onto your back while you catch your breath. He moves to grab his shirt off the ground to clean you off then you braces you to his chest, breathing in your scent one more time before helping you get dressed. He was gentle and tender, treating you like a porcelain doll. Once he finished getting himself dressed he embraced you again, letting his hand slip into your hair, smoothing it against your head.

“Was that okay?”

He was speaking softly, he genuinely wanted to make sure you were okay.

“Yes, I really enjoyed myself.” you look him in the eyes.

“Thank you…for this I guess, I’m sorry. That sounded weird..” You mentally bash you head into a wall at the lack of cohesiveness in that sentence but it seems like Curly got the point. He smirks at you and huffs out a laugh at the way you stumbled on your words

“I should be thanking you, little lady. You did an amazing job.”

He smirks at you when he says the second have of the sentence, knowing that his praises would make you feel hot again. You have no words going through your head in response to his comment, you just couldn’t take your eyes off of him. You couldn’t believe that your crush on your superior would ever get you this far, after about 30 seconds of you staring he laid his hand on your face. You lean your face into his hand and he leaned down to kiss you, running his thumb over your cheek.

You two kiss for a solid couple of minutes, he takes his time remembering this moment you. After you both pull away, he looks you in your eyes and smiles,

"Pretty sure we missed dinner."

He chuckles a little, you think about what he said for a second, and at first the initial thought of just skipping dinner wasn't too concerning, then you realize the implication this would definitely give your crew-mates is.

"Fuck."

[sockswithsog]

Thank you @srandomblog and everyone who got me to 5 reblogs!

WHAT THE HELL?? 😭😭 Idek how tumblr fully works yet and y’all like this piece sm lmao thank you

“Just once”

So I’ve like never made a tumblr post let alone written smut before so if this is bad don’t tell me 🙂‍↔️

[edit: fine I’ll finish it]

You wouldn’t have been so okay with this if you intended on the emotions that came along with it. It had been weeks, no, months since you’ve felt any physical contact from any person besides the friendly tap or like shoulder nudge. And you had expected that but JESUS you did NOT expect your labido to be so strong. Being your age and in a job so ‘complicated’ you usually felt that you were able to control yourself pretty well, it’s what landed you a special position in this crew, it’s what got you out in space, now it’s what got you stuck in your room all hot and bothered tossing and turning on the stiff company provided mattress. What made it no better if the fact that you can tell that your co-worker and good friend is having the same problem.

Daisuke, you wouldn’t even attempt at denying the fact that he was attractive, and for the past week you’ve noticed that the previously subtle flirting he’d usually do has turned more desperate, his usually confident demeanor around you has sort of shifted. you were a couple months older than him but you two were by far the closest in age on the crew so his playful comments of your looks or personality came of as more playful than anything, so until now nothing was out of the ordinary. Your position felt like more of a budget cut but the excuse you were given was that they’d appreciate your extra hand, when you found out your long time acquaintance Daisuke would be taking an intern position on the job you appreciated at least one familiar face. Now that familiar face had met yours flushed in the past week more than once, the amount of “intimate” encounters you two have had have happened quite apparent to you. The long looks, the hesitation in his words, the flushed look on his face, something was up and you were getting impatient with this aching feeling.

You wake up, clock in, tend to your work performing little tasks in your field, time passes and you and everyone else begins to wind down, you make it to your room before you hear someone turn the corner, you see Daisuke and you were going to wave and say a quick little hello before turning back to your room but he calls for your attention.

“Hey! I was looking for you, do you have a second?”

You look at him a little strangely, though you two were considerably closer to each other than anyone else you can’t remember the last private conversation you two have had when it’s not work related.

“Yeah what’s up?”

He lets out a huff of a laugh and hesitates before speaking “it’s just a little private”

Your mind begins to wander in places you’re definitely not proud of, but realistically you realize it might just be some small request, though you would definitely make a move you’re not sure if he ever would even if he does treat you the way he does.

“Alright did you wanna like- come in?”

You gesture to your room, the only slight privacy in this massive machine, the only other options being echoey rooms and halls, even the rooms provided have paper thin walls.

You both step into your room and you let yourself plop onto your bed, it’s a bit of a fall but it makes it funner for you. You smile up at Daisuke and tap the space next to you, inviting him to sit and continue what he wanted to ask. He giggles down at you before doing the same thing you did, causing you to bounce a little closer to where he sank down into your mattress. You both giggle a little before you turn to him expectantly and when he realizes what you were expecting he became nervous and hesitant again. His eyes became darting and he started laughing awkwardly before stuttering out the first half of his explanation.

“So, I- Uh- I’ve been having a hard time, um, focusing I guess, I just… I’ve been having… needs?”

So much for some small request you think, you shift where you’re sitting, clenching your thighs a little, finding something to do with your hands that doesn’t put them too close to your crotch. You listen to him because you’re interested now, and you feel the same, but also because you didn’t expect this from him. The blush on his face, how quiet he is, he’s acting very different from the silly guy you’ve been friends with for the past months, but you kinda like it. He continues,

“I don’t mean to sound like a perv and you can totally say no and we can forget I ever asked but I thought it would be worth a shot-”

He’s speaking too fast for his own good now but it’s so cute, he’s thinking a mile a minute and you can tell.

“Please, I just want you to consider it we don’t even have to do anything now and I would do all the work I just really need- our id really love to be umm intimate? With you?”

Now you’re just looking at him, he was definitely brave for asking you just had no clue what to say, he took that for you not being convinced enough.

“Please we don’t even have to go all the way I can just eat you out or we can only do hand stuff you’re just so sexy and it’s been hard to focus on work when you’re all I can think about, please I can just make you feel good-“

You jump on him, your mouth smashing into his stopped him from begging any longer,

“Just once.”

he looked pretty doing it but you had better ideas, and apparently so did he. His hands started moving onto your hips grabbing you and adjusting you on top of him slotting your legs between each others while he lightly squeezed your hips. One of his hands moved up to your chest to feel more of your body, he was kissing you like you were the only woman he’s ever seen and he was gripping you with his hands like he couldn’t afford to let you go. He pulled away and he looked so amazing his face was hot and his breath was heavy, he was looking at you with his eyes mostly trained to your lips. You continue to scan his face before you make eye contact with each other and he gives you a little smile before switching positions with you, laying you down. His fingers dance at the hem of your shirt, he kiss you in the eyes.

“Is this okay?”

“Yes.”

He pulled your shirt up just over your bra so he can get a good first look, he spends a good minute running his hands up and down your hips and squeezing where he wants before he lowers his head to kiss between your tits. He moved to the left, kissing up to your nipple before lightly taking it in his mouth, testing it, you roll your head back, letting him continue so he does. After a while he moves over to your right, showing it the same amount of attention, and when he’s done he slowly starts to move down, cherishing every second of bliss you allow him. He

Reaches your light happy trail and traces it with his tongue, you couldn’t tell if this was passion of skill but he was doing amazing, his hot breathe left shivers on your body, letting the parts of you he’d left behind long for his touch again.

He looks up to you while fiddling with the button of your pants

“Can i?”

You nod, and he immediately unbuttons your pants, sitting up to yank them off you only to realize he needs to tone down the enthusiasm, but you thought it was cute. As soon as your pants are off and moves back down to the edge of your panties, inhaling your scent through the fabric. He decided it wasn’t enough, he moved his nose closer, his hot breath hitting you in the most sensitive way causing you to let out a sigh, careful not to be too loud.

“Please…” you needed more.

And he gave it to you, he yanked your panties off just to return just as close, breathing you in, getting ready to enjoy your taste. You can only hum in anticipation before he plunges into you, letting his tongue lead his actions. Uncoordinated and sloppy, he’s less focused on technique and more focused on how fucking good you taste. It made him regret wasting his time on sweetener packets. After his first initial taste he settled into a rhythm, one he noticed made you grip the cheap sheets tighter. You began to lose focus on staying quiet and Daisuke noticed, he grabbed your hand and moved it to his hair, letting you guide him where you needed him, making you slightly louder. You grew closer and closer until you reached your breaking point, you hold his head still to make sure he didn’t stop, helping you ride through the amazing orgasm he just gave you. Soon after you let go of his head, letting him pull back and away, only then do you notice his right hand retreating from his length, he’d also finished while pleasing you. He shifts on top of you still holding it, he uses his non-dominant hand to lightly trace your folds before using one to press into you until he’s knuckles deep, after a little bit of that he starts using two. You can’t handle it. You need more.

“Please..”

“Yes?” He asks, he couldn’t help but look up to admire the look on your face when you ask him to please you.

“I need more.”

He already knew that, he’d been waiting longer than you can imagine for this. After you ask him he aligns himself and runs the tip up and down your pussy, teasing you, he wanted to see what you’d you. He’d continued teasing for a second before you wrapped your legs around him, bringing him closer. He giggles at your desperate behavior.

He lines up and slowly presses in,

“H-holy shit..”

He leans down after bottoming out wrapping his arms around you as he does stabling himself. He’s almost whimpering while he tries to remain still,

“You feel go fucking good.. this is better than I’ve ever imagined”

The last part got a little quiet, like he was still embarrassed to say it out loud. You moaned after he said it, the just the way his voice sounded and the way he felt inside you, just the sensation. It was… to die for.

“Please don’t stop…” you don’t even realize what you ask till after you do. Daisuke takes that as the okay to move and he wastes no time being slow. He leans down to your ear.

“I won’t.” It sounded like a promise.

You moan at the feeling, he adjusts to hit the most sensitive part of you, making your legs clench around him and you head rolls back, he takes this chance to kiss your neck. He starts sucking a bit high on your neck you notice, but you don’t care, if your co-workers can’t already hear this they’re bound to find out some other way.

He gets restless with the position, maybe he felt like he wasn’t deep enough, he grabbed both your legs, binding them in just one of his arms and over his shoulder, going deeper into you than you thought possible, and your glad he’s the one to show you. As he moves in and out of you he turns his head to kiss up and down your leg, before spreading them to reach your other leg, kissing up your calf to your heal, before letting both legs rest on his shoulders. His hands resume squeezing into your thighs as he uses them to bring up to meet his thrusts. You love how it feels like your being treated like a slut, but he’s so attentive. Having only had sex once or twice before this you’d never experience this desperate feeling of desire, it felt completely different and you liked it. Loved it even, loving the way Daisuke had you wrapped around his finger right now, you wondered if making you feel this good was always his intention, that made you love it so much more. He’s writhing above you, groaning at the feeling of you pulling him back in the second he pulls out, he’s never felt this good before, he’s never really gotten this far with anyone. Knowing that he can make you feel so good suddenly boosts his ego majorly, inspiring him to do better, go faster. So he does, and as he does he moves one of his hands from your thigh to your clit, beginning to lightly trace circles around it and above it to avoid overstimulating you. After a while both his hands are playing with you, on your chest and continuing the circles he’s doing, pushing you closer the beautiful edge Daisuke has been influencing you to.

“You’re so beautiful like this,” he huffs out, and it makes you look at him, you’d been more focused on how you were feeling rather than how you looked, you were a little embarrassed about how silly you must look, before he starts kissing all over your face, you forget it, he seems to like it.

You grab his face and kiss him more, just as passionately, he moans in your mouth and speeds up. Making your moans fall into his, and it encourages him to continue. You can feel the end coming close you and grip him tighter. You pull away from the kiss to breathe but keep him close, he pulls back letting your legs fall off his shoulders so he can wrap his arms around your waist letting his head fall on your chest, using the grip on your sides to keep relentlessly pounding into you.

“Daii-“ you can’t finish what you were saying before you fall into another earth shattering orgasm, causing you to tighten around Daisuke. You both are making the most pathetic noises as you both finish, you remember his noises, you’d be using it later.

“Was.. was that okay?” He said breathlessly collapsing next to you.

“Oh god more than okay” you giggle, catching youre breath as well.

“Heh.. I’m glad, can we do this again then?” He sounds excited, going back to the cute playful Daisuke you love,

“Maybe one more time.”

OKAY I FINISHED IT, i just added more sex bc that’s what I wanted. I hope you like it, and I lied ig please lmk what u think 😩

[sockswithsog]

“Just once”

So I’ve like never made a tumblr post let alone written smut before so if this is bad don’t tell me 🙂‍↔️

[edit: fine I’ll finish it]

You wouldn’t have been so okay with this if you intended on the emotions that came along with it. It had been weeks, no, months since you’ve felt any physical contact from any person besides the friendly tap or like shoulder nudge. And you had expected that but JESUS you did NOT expect your labido to be so strong. Being your age and in a job so ‘complicated’ you usually felt that you were able to control yourself pretty well, it’s what landed you a special position in this crew, it’s what got you out in space, now it’s what got you stuck in your room all hot and bothered tossing and turning on the stiff company provided mattress. What made it no better if the fact that you can tell that your co-worker and good friend is having the same problem.

Daisuke, you wouldn’t even attempt at denying the fact that he was attractive, and for the past week you’ve noticed that the previously subtle flirting he’d usually do has turned more desperate, his usually confident demeanor around you has sort of shifted. you were a couple months older than him but you two were by far the closest in age on the crew so his playful comments of your looks or personality came of as more playful than anything, so until now nothing was out of the ordinary. Your position felt like more of a budget cut but the excuse you were given was that they’d appreciate your extra hand, when you found out your long time acquaintance Daisuke would be taking an intern position on the job you appreciated at least one familiar face. Now that familiar face had met yours flushed in the past week more than once, the amount of “intimate” encounters you two have had have happened quite apparent to you. The long looks, the hesitation in his words, the flushed look on his face, something was up and you were getting impatient with this aching feeling.

You wake up, clock in, tend to your work performing little tasks in your field, time passes and you and everyone else begins to wind down, you make it to your room before you hear someone turn the corner, you see Daisuke and you were going to wave and say a quick little hello before turning back to your room but he calls for your attention.

“Hey! I was looking for you, do you have a second?”

You look at him a little strangely, though you two were considerably closer to each other than anyone else you can’t remember the last private conversation you two have had when it’s not work related.

“Yeah what’s up?”

He lets out a huff of a laugh and hesitates before speaking “it’s just a little private”

Your mind begins to wander in places you’re definitely not proud of, but realistically you realize it might just be some small request, though you would definitely make a move you’re not sure if he ever would even if he does treat you the way he does.

“Alright did you wanna like- come in?”

You gesture to your room, the only slight privacy in this massive machine, the only other options being echoey rooms and halls, even the rooms provided have paper thin walls.

You both step into your room and you let yourself plop onto your bed, it’s a bit of a fall but it makes it funner for you. You smile up at Daisuke and tap the space next to you, inviting him to sit and continue what he wanted to ask. He giggles down at you before doing the same thing you did, causing you to bounce a little closer to where he sank down into your mattress. You both giggle a little before you turn to him expectantly and when he realizes what you were expecting he became nervous and hesitant again. His eyes became darting and he started laughing awkwardly before stuttering out the first half of his explanation.

“So, I- Uh- I’ve been having a hard time, um, focusing I guess, I just… I’ve been having… needs?”

So much for some small request you think, you shift where you’re sitting, clenching your thighs a little, finding something to do with your hands that doesn’t put them too close to your crotch. You listen to him because you’re interested now, and you feel the same, but also because you didn’t expect this from him. The blush on his face, how quiet he is, he’s acting very different from the silly guy you’ve been friends with for the past months, but you kinda like it. He continues,

“I don’t mean to sound like a perv and you can totally say no and we can forget I ever asked but I thought it would be worth a shot-”

He’s speaking too fast for his own good now but it’s so cute, he’s thinking a mile a minute and you can tell.

“Please, I just want you to consider it we don’t even have to do anything now and I would do all the work I just really need- our id really love to be umm intimate? With you?”

Now you’re just looking at him, he was definitely brave for asking you just had no clue what to say, he took that for you not being convinced enough.

“Please we don’t even have to go all the way I can just eat you out or we can only do hand stuff you’re just so sexy and it’s been hard to focus on work when you’re all I can think about, please I can just make you feel good-“

You jump on him, your mouth smashing into his stopped him from begging any longer,

“Just once.”

he looked pretty doing it but you had better ideas, and apparently so did he. His hands started moving onto your hips grabbing you and adjusting you on top of him slotting your legs between each others while he lightly squeezed your hips. One of his hands moved up to your chest to feel more of your body, he was kissing you like you were the only woman he’s ever seen and he was gripping you with his hands like he couldn’t afford to let you go. He pulled away and he looked so amazing his face was hot and his breath was heavy, he was looking at you with his eyes mostly trained to your lips. You continue to scan his face before you make eye contact with each other and he gives you a little smile before switching positions with you, laying you down. His fingers dance at the hem of your shirt, he kiss you in the eyes.

“Is this okay?”

“Yes.”

He pulled your shirt up just over your bra so he can get a good first look, he spends a good minute running his hands up and down your hips and squeezing where he wants before he lowers his head to kiss between your tits. He moved to the left, kissing up to your nipple before lightly taking it in his mouth, testing it, you roll your head back, letting him continue so he does. After a while he moves over to your right, showing it the same amount of attention, and when he’s done he slowly starts to move down, cherishing every second of bliss you allow him. He

Reaches your light happy trail and traces it with his tongue, you couldn’t tell if this was passion of skill but he was doing amazing, his hot breathe left shivers on your body, letting the parts of you he’d left behind long for his touch again.

He looks up to you while fiddling with the button of your pants

“Can i?”

You nod, and he immediately unbuttons your pants, sitting up to yank them off you only to realize he needs to tone down the enthusiasm, but you thought it was cute. As soon as your pants are off and moves back down to the edge of your panties, inhaling your scent through the fabric. He decided it wasn’t enough, he moved his nose closer, his hot breath hitting you in the most sensitive way causing you to let out a sigh, careful not to be too loud.

“Please…” you needed more.

And he gave it to you, he yanked your panties off just to return just as close, breathing you in, getting ready to enjoy your taste. You can only hum in anticipation before he plunges into you, letting his tongue lead his actions. Uncoordinated and sloppy, he’s less focused on technique and more focused on how fucking good you taste. It made him regret wasting his time on sweetener packets. After his first initial taste he settled into a rhythm, one he noticed made you grip the cheap sheets tighter. You began to lose focus on staying quiet and Daisuke noticed, he grabbed your hand and moved it to his hair, letting you guide him where you needed him, making you slightly louder. You grew closer and closer until you reached your breaking point, you hold his head still to make sure he didn’t stop, helping you ride through the amazing orgasm he just gave you. Soon after you let go of his head, letting him pull back and away, only then do you notice his right hand retreating from his length, he’d also finished while pleasing you. He shifts on top of you still holding it, he uses his non-dominant hand to lightly trace your folds before using one to press into you until he’s knuckles deep, after a little bit of that he starts using two. You can’t handle it. You need more.

“Please..”

“Yes?” He asks, he couldn’t help but look up to admire the look on your face when you ask him to please you.

“I need more.”

He already knew that, he’d been waiting longer than you can imagine for this. After you ask him he aligns himself and runs the tip up and down your pussy, teasing you, he wanted to see what you’d you. He’d continued teasing for a second before you wrapped your legs around him, bringing him closer. He giggles at your desperate behavior.

He lines up and slowly presses in,

“H-holy shit..”

He leans down after bottoming out wrapping his arms around you as he does stabling himself. He’s almost whimpering while he tries to remain still,

“You feel go fucking good.. this is better than I’ve ever imagined”

The last part got a little quiet, like he was still embarrassed to say it out loud. You moaned after he said it, the just the way his voice sounded and the way he felt inside you, just the sensation. It was… to die for.

“Please don’t stop…” you don’t even realize what you ask till after you do. Daisuke takes that as the okay to move and he wastes no time being slow. He leans down to your ear.

“I won’t.” It sounded like a promise.

You moan at the feeling, he adjusts to hit the most sensitive part of you, making your legs clench around him and you head rolls back, he takes this chance to kiss your neck. He starts sucking a bit high on your neck you notice, but you don’t care, if your co-workers can’t already hear this they’re bound to find out some other way.

He gets restless with the position, maybe he felt like he wasn’t deep enough, he grabbed both your legs, binding them in just one of his arms and over his shoulder, going deeper into you than you thought possible, and your glad he’s the one to show you. As he moves in and out of you he turns his head to kiss up and down your leg, before spreading them to reach your other leg, kissing up your calf to your heal, before letting both legs rest on his shoulders. His hands resume squeezing into your thighs as he uses them to bring up to meet his thrusts. You love how it feels like your being treated like a slut, but he’s so attentive. Having only had sex once or twice before this you’d never experience this desperate feeling of desire, it felt completely different and you liked it. Loved it even, loving the way Daisuke had you wrapped around his finger right now, you wondered if making you feel this good was always his intention, that made you love it so much more. He’s writhing above you, groaning at the feeling of you pulling him back in the second he pulls out, he’s never felt this good before, he’s never really gotten this far with anyone. Knowing that he can make you feel so good suddenly boosts his ego majorly, inspiring him to do better, go faster. So he does, and as he does he moves one of his hands from your thigh to your clit, beginning to lightly trace circles around it and above it to avoid overstimulating you. After a while both his hands are playing with you, on your chest and continuing the circles he’s doing, pushing you closer the beautiful edge Daisuke has been influencing you to.

“You’re so beautiful like this,” he huffs out, and it makes you look at him, you’d been more focused on how you were feeling rather than how you looked, you were a little embarrassed about how silly you must look, before he starts kissing all over your face, you forget it, he seems to like it.

You grab his face and kiss him more, just as passionately, he moans in your mouth and speeds up. Making your moans fall into his, and it encourages him to continue. You can feel the end coming close you and grip him tighter. You pull away from the kiss to breathe but keep him close, he pulls back letting your legs fall off his shoulders so he can wrap his arms around your waist letting his head fall on your chest, using the grip on your sides to keep relentlessly pounding into you.

“Daii-“ you can’t finish what you were saying before you fall into another earth shattering orgasm, causing you to tighten around Daisuke. You both are making the most pathetic noises as you both finish, you remember his noises, you’d be using it later.

“Was.. was that okay?” He said breathlessly collapsing next to you.

“Oh god more than okay” you giggle, catching youre breath as well.

“Heh.. I’m glad, can we do this again then?” He sounds excited, going back to the cute playful Daisuke you love,

“Maybe one more time.”

OKAY I FINISHED IT, i just added more sex bc that’s what I wanted. I hope you like it, and I lied ig please lmk what u think 😩