#and like it never gets better for her and knowing condom he'll do the worst he can to her

[ayrennaranaaldmeri]

HELAENA WAS A BELOVED QUEEN IN F&B SO OF COURSE RYAN CONDOM HAS TO MAKE THE SMALLFOLK PRAISE THE PERSON WHO WAS BLOCKADING THEIR FOOD TO BEGIN WITH BC PROPAGANDA ONLY WORKS WHEN RHA EN YRA DOES IT AND THROW THE FOOD THEY WERE RIOTING OVER AT HELAENA. I CURSE HIM AND HIS UGLY WRITING.

[its-not-a-phase-mom-i-d8-demons]

pairings: Lucifer x Fem!Reader, Mammon x Fem!Reader, Leviathan x Fem!Reader

warnings: tw abandonment (but it turns out okay, I promise), mentions of the act of birthing,

A/N: you came to the right place! as the second oldest of six children, I have some experience when it comes to pregnancy:) I hope you don't mind, nonny, but I'm gonna split this up into a few parts so I can do the dateables as well!

Lucifer

The moment you had shyly produced the positive pregnancy test from the pocket of your hoodie, it felt like Lucifer had entered into a fever dream filled with nursery designs, baby names, the expenses that pile up before the baby even arrives, researching human pregnancy, keeping you out of harm's way and healthy and happy...

So when you first stagger out of bed and rush to his bathroom, hand clamped over your mouth and one shaky hand on your slightly swollen tummy, Lucifer isn't surprised

He is very concerned, however. You had been so nervous to tell him of your pregnancy, you waited until the last moment before your bump was noticeable to tell him

That meant you had been suffering from all of these pregnancy side effects before he'd permanently moved you to sleep in his room

Lucifer hoists himself out of bed and pads into the bathroom, gathering up your hair, if any, into his fist and pulling your hunched form between his legs for support

You hate this feeling with a passion; throbbing stomach and a lump in your throat with little to no vertigo and tears rolling down your face as you try and catch your breath

You tell him it hurts, you ask him if he can take the pain away as your head rests on his chest, lashes fluttering with wooziness

Lightheadedness was unbearably common; you would suddenly grip his sleeve and he could watch the color drain from your face and your knees get shaky, body beginning to sway

He always catches you though, finding a place for you to sit or lie down and gather yourself

Tummy rubs become more common; the feeling of his hands against your bare tummy, spreading their warmth and nullifying the ache, allowing you to relax

He's extremely attentive as well and can tell whenever you need something

Water? Here's a cup sweetheart, remember, you're hydrating and eating for two people!

Craving something? Chocolate? Fried pickles? Chips of some kind? sweets? He's stockpiled anything you could want and locked it away just for you.

I feel like Lucifer would want your baby to be a little girl. A little princess he can carry on his shoulders and spoil with his love and gifts.

Satan ruined him for having another baby boy, but if that's how the cards fall, he certainly wouldn't mind. Unfortunately, he'd be constantly walking on eggshells, afraid he'll make your little boy into another rebellious child

That's the last thing he wants

Lucifer does his best to keep his kid away from Satan and Belphie and out of the 'Formerly Anti-Lucifer League', but sometimes you're taking a nap or out shopping with Asmodeus, and Satan and his brothers manage to coerce the little one into their shenanigans

One thing is for sure though, even if Lucifer didn't want any kids and the creation of one was unplanned, he would never ever turn you away

He's very responsible and does anything in his power to make the pregnancy as easy and happy as possible

On the day you are to give birth, he's a mess

He has already sweat through 3 shirts by the time the IV has been secured to your hand

Everything he says doesn't come without a stutter

He's squeezing your hand and kissing your hair during labor, trying to distract you from the burn between your legs as much as he can

You probably need extra stitches from baby's horns ngl

Definitely cries before the baby is even put in your arms

Refuses to let his brothers come and see you, "They can wait until we go home."

Lucifer is Smitten™

He smooches the tiredness under your eyes and tells you to get some rest

Surprisingly, he enjoys a lot of the names from the human world you discuss and will most likely pick one of those

But if it's a girl, her name is Lilith. I'm sorry MC, your input is invalid at this time

You don't regret 'final day in the devildom sex' at all when you get to witness the Avatar of Pride reduced to tears when the nurse puts the child in his arms

P-P-Pregnant? MC, ya better be jokin'...

Mammon

You weren't, judging by the pregnancy test(s) clutched in your fist

He's not mad at you, he's not upset, (in fact, he's the happiest he's ever been), he just scared

Broken Condom Victim™

He loved you just a bit too hard last week...

but let's be real here, HIS MC, carrying HIS baby?

That's like the highest level of ownership on his lovely human you could get! Levi, Asmo, Beel, Lucifer, everyone would be SOOOO JEALOUS!!!

AND

He gets to have a little one running around again!

You saw how sweet he was to babified Satan in the obey me anime premier! He LOVES little kids and nothing would make him happier than someone to play with (besides MC of course) that wouldn't make fun of him for messing up and being silly!

AND

You're so pretty!!

I mean, ya were always pretty, but somethin' about ya is different and yer even more beautiful than before somehow!

Mammon said, his entire face the shade of a pomegranate

Pregnancy glow is REAL

Asmo agrees, after stealing you away from an extremely overprotective mammon and hiding in the attic to chat without disturbance (mammon)

But as much as YOU know he would be the BEST father, comments from his brothers continue to drag him down and the evenings he cried into your shoulder became more and more frequent as your pregnancy progresses

Mammon, as we all know, is, in fact, a tiddy man

He likes to touch and squeeze them, and just gently hold them while cuddling or even browsing in a store, he'd just come up behind you and touch your boobs

(also, mammon likes all sizes, so if you have next to no tiddy like me, you'll be at his mercy as well. those with the large honkers, however, watch yourself)

Now that there's a miracle growing in your tummy, other parts of your body are preparing for its arrival, including your chest

Swelling, swelling, soreness, growing and darkening of the nipples, and swelling make it so Mammon can no longer touch your pretty tiddies :(((

(grammarly didn't like that word)

On the day mammon snack size was to be born, mammon is silent but extremely fidgety

It was early in the morning when you'd shaken him awake like, "mammoney, I'm going into labor" and he was out of bed and out the door with your luggage before you finished blinking

After grabbing your DDD's and you, he carries you down to the car (what dysfunctional family doesn't have a car? a nice one (Mercedes, Audi, you get the idea) for lucifer and a Volkswagon bus or something for his siblings to share) and drives quickly, but very carefully drives to the hospital, holding your hand the whole way.

He covers your eyes when they put the IV in, just in case you're squeamish, and rubs your arms as the drugs begin to take effect and there's a little fear in your eyes at the thought of pushing an entire human/demon being out of your coochie

He assures you and never lets go of your hand no matter how long you're in labor

When it's all over with and you are resting in your hospital bed waiting for the doctors to finish the Apgar tests and give you your baby

Mammon is speechless as the nurse places the baby in your arms

That's HIS KID!!

Immediately starts crying

The little horns poking out of the blanket? Those look just like his!!

Judging by the bit of hair on it's head, it looks like the baby will have hair like yours

If it's a baby boy, he thinks it should be named "Mammon II" but you just giggle and remind him of the deal he made with lucifer long ago, that his first born child, no matter the gender, had to have 'Lucifer' somewhere in their name

Human names are dumb, except for yours of course, so he searches for suitable demon names

The last thing he wants is a kid named Lucifer, so that will be the kid's middle name

He really regrets his past decisions now

Leviathan

"Levi?"

"Yeah, babe?"

"I'm pregnant."

*leviathan has been KO'd*

No joke, this man is literally floored and didn't wake up for a while and you were afraid you had just slain the fucking Lord of Shadows

Some Henry you were

You had to call Lucifer in to wake him up because he was still flat on the floor a half and hour later

Mammon is more that happy to tip a bucket of ice water on the face of the son of a bitch that impregnated HIS MC

Levi wakes up and pounces on you, gripping you tightly by the arms

"You're k-kidding r-right?"

Him? A father?

Uhhhhhhh

Unfortunately, Leviathan.exe has stopped working, try again in two thousand years

I hate to say this, but he definitely detaches himself for a while until his brothers, especially Asmodeus, literally beat him into shape

He comes back to you, a little bruised and sobbing, but not from the beating he just received

He's so sorry he neglected you! He's such a horrible demon, undeserving of your welcoming nature

He's gonna be the worst dad, and he's not good enough for you, and his kid will hate him just like everyone else does, he doesn't deserve you, he's so sorry for making you suffer the side effects and feel all alone,

Sir, I-

FALSE

It's your turn to shake some sense into him, reminding him that he would be the. best. dad!!

Not to mention the fact that you were just happy he realized his mistakes and came back to you

He begs you to sleep in his bed tub with him for security, and you have to admit his tail is very comforting

Levi does extensive research on human pregnancy and now at the dinner table, instead of talking about the latest slice of life anime he'd been watching, he's just spouting random pregnancy facts and you're laughing so hard it brings you to tears

When the weird dreams and vivid nightmares happen, Levi is right behind you, rubbing your swollen tummy, and letting you talk about them

A lot of them were about him and about your future child

Most of them were about how they got hurt in some way, either that or YOU got hurt and the baby died

These, more often than not, brought you to tears and stress you out, but Levi is right there, okay? Nothing can hurt you, nor would he let anything happen to you on his watch

Learns how to massage you (safely) to reduce stress

Definitely talks to the baby a lot

Levi begged you to be induced so the birth was safe and not a sudden occasion and you agree

On the day the doctor recommended, you arrived at the hospital and got down to business

Levi didn't really want to be in the room with you, but he knew he had to for your sake and he'd played a few birth simulators from both perspectives and you really needed him

Kinda sits there awkwardly comforting you and encouraging you, holding your hand and caressing your cheeks, a bit flushed from exertion and tears

Listen

If the baby is a boy, his name will be Henry and that's final

If it's a girl, he doesn't really care, as long as you don't name her 'mammonia' or something dumb like that

definitely crashes your hospital bed to snuggle until the baby is ready

cries when the baby wraps its extremely small digits around one of his own

also at the little horns protruding from its head

and the tuft of purple in its head

Also Smitten™

He's so excited to get home and show off his beautiful baby to his brothers and then formulate a plan to raise the kid to live and breathe TSL just like his daddy <3

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Chapter Six

Sweethearts and Friends

WARNING! SEXUAL CONTENT

Pairing: Jean x Fem!Reader, Connie x Fem!Reader

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CONNIE'S P.O.V. ~ MAY 10

I pace back and forth in my room as I just try to wrap my head around everything that's going on. My eyes then glance over at the gift Y/N had given me for my birthday last week. I grab onto it and sit down on my bed with a sigh. As I look into the innocent gift, I remind myself that it wasn't her fault Jean was there. She never met him as my friend before. She had no idea he'd be there so I know I can't blame her for this whole thing. 

I'm the one to blame since I'm probably making her feel like shit for not calling her. I just can't help but feel so bitter. There's a bad taste in my mouth knowing that my friend had a relationship with her before I even got to meet her. But either way, it shouldn't matter. Y/N is with me now, not him.

I put down the toy as I reach for my phone instead. I input her number and lift it to my ear. "Hello?" I hear her voice for the first time in what seems like forever. She sounds like she just woke up even though it's now the middle of the day. Nevertheless, I invite her over and she seems to cheer up when she agrees to come.

When she finally gets here, I wrap my arms around her and hug her tight. "I'm so sorry I didn't message you sooner. I swear I'm not mad or anything. I was just kinda worried because I know Jean and I know if he wants something, he'll go after it," I explain as I let her go. "I just don't want to lose you, Y/N."

"I don't want to lose you either," she assures me. "I love being with you. I haven't even thought of him since we started dating which is why it was such a shock to see him."

God, that makes me feel better. However, as I finally catch my breath, I realize she's still standing in the doorway.

"Oh, sorry, you're still outside. Come in, come in!"

Y/N smiles as though there really is nothing wrong. Together we walk across the room and sit down on my couch.

"I'm sorry for making things awkward between us," she sighs as she picks at her nails, "but I hope we can still be the way we were before."

"What do you mean?" 

Y/N smiles as she slides her arm around my neck. Butterflies fill my stomach like they do every time she touches me. And as I watch her lean closer with her eyes closed to kiss me, my heart nearly beats out of my chest. My eyes widen at her touch. She usually does like to get straight to the point but damn, I wasn't expecting that and I haven't got a condom anywhere. But I'm definitely not going to let this opportunity miss me.

I lean her down against the couch and kiss her this time, kissing her roughly as though it'd be the last one I ever get- that truly would be my worst fear. But her lips always taste so sweet and she always looks so innocent beneath me- it's something I love to see change once she's out of breath and tired- a sight I hope I never cease seeing.

Y/N'S P.O.V.

You reach your hand into his joggers, sliding your fingers around the length of his cock. You haven't gotten to genuinely enjoy alone time with Connie like this since before his birthday. You do quite enjoy your time with him though he can get a bit rough at times, something you weren't expecting before your first time with him.

You begin to pump your hand up and down his length as he places his hands on either side of your head, hovering over you. "Shit, feels so good," he mutters as a smile crosses his lips.

"Come closer then," you grin back.

Connie looks down at you for a moment before jumping off the couch. He removes his pants at a record pace before turning to help you remove your shirt and sink down so your knees are bent and your head is flat down against the sofa. He then climbs back on top and hovers his cock right above your head.

One of your hands reaches around his waist as you pull him down closer to you. Once he's within reach, you swirl your tongue around his already leaking and swollen tip. You hum at the taste of him, still teasing before giving him what he's craving. And it's quite apparent how insane you're driving him as his cock twitches before you and he mutters a string of curses to himself mixed with pleads of your name. You pull him just a bit closer to you and allow him to slide down into your mouth.

"Fuck, god, I missed this," he curses as he begins to help slide himself in and out of your mouth. However, it's not long until his grip on the couch tightens and he's forcing himself down into your throat. You gasp for air uselessly as you begin to gag around him. You grip onto his skin, your nails digging into his sides as tears prick at your eyes. You muffle out cries despite how greedily you still take him in.

"What's wrong, love?" he hums wickedly. "You asked for this and now you can't take it? Come on now, really?"

You whine as you look up at him through blurry eyes.

"Just a bit more, princess."

Just like always, Connie keeps his promise. Within a few more pumps, he finishes clean down your throat. He then pulls out despite the harsh groan that leaves both his lips and yours as you gasp for air.

As you catch your breath, he grabs onto the waist of your pants and makes quick work to remove them. He then grabs onto your legs and pushes them apart.

"Hold your legs, Y/N," he says as he passes them to you. Wordlessly, you do as he asks, hooking your arms around your legs.

Connie then places one of his legs on the sofa. From the side, he buries himself deep in your pussy. He doesn't waste a single second putting himself in. Just like you, he also gets straight to the point. However, you weren't quite expecting it and gasp as he bottoms out. He grips hard onto your body as he digs himself in further with each push. Your breasts bounce, unable to remain in place at the harsh impacts he gives you. 

"Good girl, Y/N," he hums as he pulls his hand away from your body only to smack it down hard on the side of your ass. "So fucking good."

"Don't think I can take much more," you call between breaths.

Without a response, he grabs onto one of your legs and pushes you so you're on your back once again without pulling out as you're turned around. He then leans in and kisses you. Kissing him back, you can feel your body begin to clench down around him.

"You drive me absolutely insane. I missed fucking you so much."

"I missed it, too," you choke out as your mind begins to spin around in circles.

"I'm so glad you're all mine."

You hum in response as your mouth hangs open weakly and your back lifts up from the couch. You really can't take much longer of this. He's fucking you into oblivion like it's taking hardly an effort despite how all you can do is drool as you look up at him.

"I knew you could take it. Good job," he hums. As he talks, you release around him as though he had predicted it.

Right as you're coming down from your high, he pulls out. But before he can get too far, you wrap your hand around his cock and line it up to your mouth.

"Can you take the second round?" he grins through the genuine question.

You nod before opening your sore mouth and stuffing him in. After just a few short pumps, he leaves yet another load down your throat. Then, once it's all done, he helps you sit up. You lick your lips clean as he reaches around your neck and pulls you in for another kiss. How did you ever even think of having feelings for Jean again? You really do love being with Connie more than anything else Jean could give you.

He's perfect.

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[moonlady9]

hump day prompt for bnha- aizawa sneaks women into his room friday nights but needs to make sure other teachers don't know. maybe he'll tie them up using his scarf thing 😏

Thank you Anon!!!

I was so excited to get to this request, Shota is my favorite!! ♥️ ♥️

As a reminder, I am doing one prompt per week, so please continue sending in asks for Hump Day Treats if you like these. I do them first come first serve. for details, rules, and collection click HERE.

This week's kink: Shibari (Japanese Bondage)

Emi/Shota

Rating: Explicit

About 1800 words

Sneaking Around

Friday night the kids either went home or stayed. Shota had just finished doing one last walk around the building making sure all the kids were in bed or gone for the weekend. He stepped into his own apartment; darkness chased out as he flipped on the light switch. There was a woman in his room, her aqua hair bright against his dark decorations.

"Emi, what are you doing here?" Closing the door behind him as he spoke so no one outside could hear.

He wasn't supposed to have guests, it would set a bad example, though, every once in a while he would sneak someone in. He was still a man after all. He just hadn't been expecting Emi, she had surprised him.

She gave him a wide smile, she was dressed in muted colors, contrary to the usual brights she usually wore. She was in jeans and a black tank top that showed off her curves.

"Hi, Shota. I was doing a special lecture and thought I would come see you after. I know how much you miss me and my sense of humor." Her light laugh filled the room as she stood up from the couch.

He hummed as he took off his shoes setting them next to hers beside the door. Feeling the atmosphere change, like it did when she activated her quirk, a light floating feeling filled the air. He narrowed his eyes and gave her a warning look, his eyes flickering scarlet.

Emi stepped forward, running her hands over his chest in mock innocence. "Shota, you should smile a little. You look so sexy when you smile."

A scoffing noise left the back of his throat. "You know how I feel about you making me smile with your quirk."

With a challenging smirk, she lifted her lashes, "So I guess I’ll have to make you smile without my quirk."

Pushing her back until they reached the wall, his eyes found hers. Her hands wrapped around the back of his neck, fingers curling around his long hair. They met each other in a searing kiss, his hands went down to her thighs lifting her up, her legs circling his waist.

She was always so bright, like citrus and sunshine, but deep and sweet like honey. He ate her up, tasting her, their tongues exploring each other. Unbridled moans escaped her lips as his mouth moved down to her neck.

"Shh, there are still kids in the building." He nipped at the juncture of her neck and collar, another groan filled the room.

"Shota, you know my weak spots and you taunt me. I can't help it." she gasped as he licked somewhere else that made her knees weak.

"Then maybe you need to be silenced." He stepped back watching her slightly dazed and confused look. His hands moved to the bottom of her shirt and pulled it off, her lace covered breasts teasing him. She had worn something sexy just for him. The knowledge increased the heat in his belly.

Noticing his reaction, she smirked, leaning forward to give him a better view of her cleavage, giggling, "Do you like it?"

An approving soft hum left him, unwrapping his scarf slowly, deliberately, never taking his eyes off her.

Her hands went back to his chest, finding the zipper and tugging it down until it reached his belt. With quick movements she flung the belt away, pushing down the top of his suit so it hung on his hips, his bare torso for her to feel under her palms. “Shota,” her sing song voice floating in the air.

He tisked, pressing his two fingers to her lips.

She kissed them lightly, with a smirk she flicked out her tongue.

"You have a sinful mouth." grabbing her chin forcefully, he pressed a rough kiss to her lips. It has hot and bruising, they were both panting when he tore himself from her. She whined as their separation and then she squeaked in surprise, his scarf now covering her mouth.

"You can’t be trusted with that mouth of yours," he whispered low into her ear as he knotted it behind her head. Her evergreen eyes wide with trepidation and excitement. He could feel her pulse quaking as his fingers lingered on her neck.

The corner of his lip quirked up. The look of victory on her eyes made his chuckle. He would have to punish her for it. His hands on her hips, he shoved her down on the couch, her sounds of surprise muffled as he buried his face into the valley of her breasts, moving down her stomach until reaching the edge of her jeans. In a few practiced movements the button and zipper where undone and he was yanking them off, leaving her in matching lace panties.

"Did you dress up for me?" he cooed against the inside of her thighs.

She made some sound of affirmation.

"Good, I like it. Now kneel for me."

She did as he asked. Taking the remainder of his scarf, he wrapped it around her stomach, pinning her arms to her sides. Then tying her thighs to her calves. She stayed still for him until he finished. She raised an eyebrow in question as he sat up, satisfied with his work.

Reaching to her lace covered breasts, He pinched her peaks making her moan again. She looked delectable all tied up, ready for him to use. "If you need out, just tap your hands on your thigh."

Nodding so he knew she understood, she gasped as he pulled down the cup of her bra and went down to suckle on them. His mouth was hot, his tongue teasing, and his teeth just the right amount of sharp. He was so good at making her feel good. His hands were firm and rough on her skin as he moved them down to the apex of her thighs. Squirming as he ghosted his fingers over her covered mound. She could feel the warm stickiness that she had created because of him. A low whining whimper came from her chest.

"You're soaked."

His low voice feeling her deeper with need.

He added pressure to his hand, her hips rocked as best they could into him. Her musky feminine scent reaching his nose. Taking a rosy peak between his teeth he tugged and released, doing the same to its twin making her cry out against the fabric over her mouth. Her full breasts enticing as he liberally left them wet until he was satisfied. Pulling off the rest of his suit, he stood in front of her in just his black boxer briefs, the heat in her eyes made him bite the corner of his lips. Without prompting she adjusted herself, so her chest was level with his erection.

Emi would have loved to run her tongue and lips over his length, feeling his velvety hardness, but considering her situation, instead she pressed her chest to his impressive bulge, grazing her nose over his defined stomach, down to were the trail of his rough curls started.

Unable to hold back any longer, he pulled down his underwear, her covered mouth teasing his length until he grabbed a fistful of her hair pulling her off. The sweet pleading whimpers that made it through the gag made his cock twitch. “You’re so pretty like this. All tied up for me.”

Her eyes flickered in amusement. Shota always had a way of making her want to laugh and beg him to fuck her all at the same time, and the worst part was he didn’t even realize she found it amusing. That’s what she liked about him, he was genuine, and that was hard to find. Rolling her chest forward, she heard his low growl as his length slipped between her breasts.

Her mounds were so soft and warm, slick from his saliva and precum being smeared. Wanting more, he let go of her hair and pressed her breasts together. His eyes captured hers, it was like he could hear what she was thinking.

Shota, use me

Shota, please…

Shota, I want more

She was so sexy it was too much. He let her go, shoving her down on the couch, her knees to her chest as he spread her open. His head dove down, tasting her slick that was dripping down her thighs. She jerked as his teeth gently nipped at her hardened clit. Glad that he had the thought to gag her, because he was sure she would be screaming if he hadn’t, he pressed forward. Two fingers slipped under the lace into her heat, curling to her sweet spot. Her walls pulsed around him, moving the rest of her panties aside his tongue slurped at her pearl.

She was writhing. His fingers, his tongue, it was so good. She wanted to dig her fingers into his hair, but she couldn’t move, her pleasure dependent on him, and it just turned her on even more. As he continued his maddening touches, she closed her eyes, head sinking into the cushions, the soft cotton on his scarf digging into her skin, but she knew if she tried to break out, the fabric was deceptively strong. Right as she reached the edge of pleasure, he left her. Her eyes flew open.

The look of disappointment made Shota grin. Yeah, she won, and he didn’t care at the moment because seeing the look of fury made it worth it. “I need a condom.” He smacked her thighs.

The hell with that! She grunted in pleading urgent whines. She didn’t care about a condom. She needed him.

“No condom?” he asked to confirm.

She nodded her head impatiently.

Moving up, settling his hips between her legs, rubbing his cockhead over her slit. “You taste so good, Emi.” He whispered into her ear as he sunk into her.

She arched to meet him, but he was holding her legs down so she couldn’t move as much as she wanted. She quickly realized it didn’t matter. He slammed into her, deep and quick, his thickness spreading her open, forcing her to accommodate for him, and she loved every aching delicious thrust.

Shota groaned and panted into her neck, filling himself with her scent. One hand went to her hair, cradling her against his cheek, the other on her ass, angling her up to hit her just where she needed it, and from her muffled sounds he was right on target.

“Emi, are you going to cum for me?”

A nod and a whimper. She was so close.

Her walls pulsed as ecstasy overflowed through her, clenching around him as she groaned. He pulled off the scarf from her mouth and held her head against his neck. She bit down.

“Emi, I’m going to…”

“Inside, Shota, inside.” She gasped.

With a few more powerful thrusts he released his own orgasm deep within her with a low groan and a heavy breath. In a few practiced movements, he released her from her bindings. Her legs wrapping around his as their hands moved over their bodies, their lips meeting in short breathless kisses.

“I made you smile twice.” She grinned in satisfaction.

“You did, but you can’t keep sneaking over on Friday nights like we’re teenagers,” he chastised gently.

“Fine, I’ll come Thursday’s instead.”

He scoffed in amusement.