18++++, give ur iPod touch to your mom and go to bed.
You miss it. You miss being in between your man's legs to look up and see how desperate and pathetic he looks. Granted, he's going to have you bent over later with his cock so deep inside you, you can't run away and it will be your turn to beg for his mercy. But for now, for now the beginning is worth it.
You knock but don't wait for a response, with easy you turn the doorknob and enter his bedroom, without stopping to question why he hadn't locked it. His place is graciously big, being there feels like you're both playing house together. But earlier you got him in pissy mood and now he's taking some space from you. His words. But to your surprise yet delight, you find him sprawled out on his sheets, boxers hanging haphazardly around his right ankle, glassy sweat coats his forehead and he's fucking moaning out for you. While he pumps his wet cock eagerly.
He missed you coming in, until he jolts, his eye fly open to the sight of you kissing and licking the tip of leaking dick.
I'm sorry 'bout earlier, Ken, you say as you beam up at him. This is it, this is the exact moment you were praying for. He's clearly way too worked up to be stern with you. It's alright sweetheart, I wasn't mad at you, he huffs. Are you sure? You ask, your tongue slides down further, his thick cock heavy on your tongue but your mouth feels so empty without it. I'm so fucking sure baby, ah, keep going, you know exactly how to make me feel good.
And exactly as you thought how things would turn out after you stuff your throat with his dick and his jizz spills out your mouth. After you pump his cock which got him to moan in heat, after you fondle his balls and stuff them in your mouth too that you now has you folded over the edge of the bed. His cock drives into you with fever, meanwhile his thumb circles the rim of your ass and his tongue running itself down your back.
Is this good? Here let me make it up to you, he says with regret and made up guilt. You're so good to me baby girl, he groans proudly before flipping you over and throwing your leg over his shoulder. Now full access is granted and he does not wait a second longer to drill deeper and deepere into you. I made you sad? Sorry princess, are you... still sad? He looks at you with menacing eyes but speaks to you with the softest voice and fucks into you with rigor.
You shake your head no. Truly, you're not sad anymore. Aw, I was hoping you still are, so that I can fuck you for a little longer.
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Suguru who likes to manipulate reader into letting him cum inside. Basically Sugu with breeding kink and naive reader. “I won’t cum inside you this time pretty, pinky promise”.
“Suguu, ‘s too much, you’re so big!” You whine, clawing at the messy bedsheets underneath you as Suguru pounds into you, his cock stretching your poor cunt out. He leans down and plants a kiss on your forehead, grinning against your skin.
“I know, baby,” Suguru pouts in sympathy, “come on, you’re a big girl, I know you can take it…” he murmurs and one of his hands trail down to your pussy, his thumb rubbing circles on the sensitive bundle of nerves. “Doing so good f’me yeah?” And in Response, you nod, whimpers and gasps falling from your lips.
You can feel your warm walls clench around Suguru’s girth, your lower abdomen tying in knots, eliciting loud cries from your throat.
“G’na cum!” You tug at the bedsheets to ground yourself down to earth, your head turning to the side and resting your cheek on the pillow, squeezing your wet eyes shut.
“Yeah? Me too, princess,” Suguru coos and pinches your clit lightly, making your hips and legs jerk. “Gonna let me cum inside, pretty?”
That question’s what snaps you back into reality. You shift your head and look up at Suguru, big wet eyes looking right up at him.
“Suguuuu,” you pout, “you said you wouldn’t this time… last time and every time before that, you promised me y-you wouldn’t, but you still did..” you huff, cheeks flushed and sweaty with the humidity of the room.
“Sweet girl, you know I can’t help it,” Suguru groans and leans down and buried his head in the crook of your neck, sweat dripping down to your shoulders and his hips never falter. “Come on, please, baby?” He reaches one hand up to lovingly stroke your cheek, his lips pressing kisses up and down the side of your neck.
You can feel his length twitch and you whine, his cock painted in your juices as he thrusts into you.
“This’ll be the last time, princess, I pinky promise,” Suguru grunts and lifts his head from your neck, holding up his pinky finger, his black hair disheveled and sticking to his skin. You’re hesitant, but it’s only a few seconds until you nod and hook your pinky finger with his.
“Okay, Sugu,” you mumble and you’re thanked with loving kisses peppered all over your flushed face.
“Aww, my baby,” he coos, “I love you so much, you know that? So, so much,” Suguru whispers all that while his thrusts get just a bit more desperate, fucking into you at a fast pace.
A teeny tiny part of Suguru felt bad for doing this to you all the time. Every time, even when you offer to use protection, he’ll tell you that he just can’t go without feeling your warm walls squeeze him tight, or how no size will fit him, and every time, you give into him and agree.
Looking down at your sheepish look, Suguru just can’t help the need to fill you all up! And the thought of seeing you swollen with him was just irresistible, what was he meant to do? Your poor unknowing self, yet he felt so guilty at he same time, but that doesn’t stop him from digging his nails into your hips and pulling you close to him, his hips unstopping but going at a more slow and sensual pace.
Suguru throws his head back, drinking in the feeling of you clenching around him and clinging onto him as he releases his load inside of you.
“Fuck, baby, I love you so much…” Suguru pants into your ear just a second before he presses a sweet kiss to it.
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